The goddesses attempted to gain my salvation.

The music created a romantic atmosphere in the room, and Claire had a vague sense of what was about to happen. Blushing, she lay down on the bed.

Ryan pressed down on her, gently placing two fingers on Claire's lower abdomen, at the starting point of the magic circuit.

Guided by Ryan, the pure magic flowed slowly along his fingers into Claire's broken, dried-up circuits.

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When Claire woke up, it was already noon.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but Claire felt dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

Last night, I seemed to have a very sweet dream, but it was also mixed with pain.

After waking up, although I couldn't remember many things, that strange feeling lingered deep in my memory and wouldn't go away.

She touched her lower abdomen and could feel magic swirling within it.

Within the previously damaged magic circuits, a gentle wisp of magic was nourishing her. It felt itchy, and there was also a slight stinging sensation.

Claire quickly tried to activate her magic.

The wisp of magic traveled along the broken circuit, eventually releasing outwards on her right index finger, where a wisp of flame appeared.

"I... I can really use magic now!"

There is an existing connection between magical circuits and the human mind.

So, when Claire's magic circuits were repaired, emotions finally surfaced on her face.

My body is no longer stiff when I move around, and I can express my emotions very well.

Claire knew that this was all thanks to Ryan.

But she still couldn't understand what Ryan had done to her.

Even though Ryan hadn't entered the room at all last night, and there was nothing unusual about his body, the things she had imagined hadn't happened.

However, the magic circuit was repaired the very next morning.

Despite racking her brains, Claire was ultimately unable to come up with an answer and could only marvel at how powerful and mysterious her mentor, Ryan, truly was.

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Ryan straightened his clothes in front of the mirror.

Before putting on his shirt, Ryan looked at his back in the glasses.

Although the scratches Claire left on her back last night have disappeared, the pain is still there.

Ryan sighed.

"I've been very careful this time, but I hope Claire doesn't become the next Orina."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

It should be Claire.

After calming himself down and getting dressed, Ryan went to the door and slowly opened it.

But instead of the girl with long pink hair, he was greeted by Olina in a pure white priestess robe.

Orina removed her hood, slowly raised her head, and a strong desire flowed in her watery eyes.

Ryan's expression changed, and he quickly retreated, becoming fully alert, instantly activating the five magic circuits within his body to their maximum.

"What are you going to do!"

Orina pressed her slender fingers against Ryan's chest, gently pushing him into the room before following him in. She locked the door and casually cast a soundproofing spell.

It was done in one go, showing great skill.

"What's with that look? I'm not going to eat you."

Ryan cursed inwardly.

We both know perfectly well that you won't leave until you've taken advantage of me completely!

This time, however, Ryan will not surrender as easily as before!

At worst, we'll all perish together!

"I'm here just to tell you something, I don't plan to do anything else, so you don't need to be so nervous."

"Is it really just talk?"

Orina sat on the bed, crossing her long, slender legs encased in white stockings: "Of course."

"Then why did you lock the door?"

"Locking the door is just to prevent anyone from disturbing our time together."

Ryan: "..."

Seeing that Ryan remained vigilant, Orina giggled.

“The Holy See will be organizing a missionary mission to the Duchy of Ferrante soon, and as the High Priest, I will naturally be going with the team. So we won’t be able to see each other for a while.”

When she said these words, a rare look of melancholy appeared on Olina's usually cool face.

It seems that this was something very difficult for her to accept.

However, Ryan was overjoyed when he heard this.

"But I'll finish work as soon as possible and come back. I won't keep you waiting."

Ryan waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, the High Priest should prioritize his work. You bear the heavy responsibility of spreading the faith; the prosperity of the Holy See over the past thousands of years depends entirely on you to carry it on."

Ryan's words had made his stance clear, but Olena wasn't angry. Instead, she looked at Ryan with a meaningful expression.

"You're still the same as before, saying one thing and meaning another. You clearly don't want me to leave, but you still have to say these hurtful things."

Ryan: “???”

Priestess, do you have some misunderstanding about me?

What I said was all from the bottom of my heart!

Orina walked to Ryan, pressed her face against his chest, wrapped her arms around him, and nestled into his embrace. Then, she gently kissed his cheek.

In the past, Orina would always start fighting within five seconds of meeting someone.

His unexpected gentleness and consideration left Ryan somewhat bewildered.

"Hold me tighter."

"......oh."

Ryan embraced the slender waist of the beauty in his arms.

Despite having hugged countless times, Ryan couldn't help but sigh.

Her waist is so thin.

Orina's face gently rubbed against Ryan's chest, making soft, comfortable sounds.

Everything was so peaceful and serene.

It was only then that Ryan remembered. The beauty in his arms had once been his goddess, embodying all his beautiful fantasies about women.

"Although I am the High Priest of the Holy See, I still cannot do as I please. If I could, I would like to leave everything behind and just hold you like this forever..."

Almost instinctively, Ryan gently patted Olina's back in a comforting manner.

"I'll be back as soon as possible... wait for me."

After saying that, Orina left a lip print on Ryan's other cheek before reluctantly leaving him and turning to walk towards the door.

Ryan felt a pang of reluctance deep down.

But at that moment, glowing chains suddenly appeared on his body, binding him tightly.

Ryan suddenly realized that Orina had released magic when he wasn't paying attention during the hug!

The Radiant Chains are now fully formed, and it is impossible to break free now.

Gan!

In the end, I was still outmaneuvered!

Olena beckoned with her finger, and Ryan instantly flew onto the bed.

"By the way, I was in such a rush that I didn't even have time for breakfast!"

The expression that Ryan was familiar with finally appeared on Orina's face.

"If you want to eat, go to the cafeteria! What are you doing here!"

"You have the most nutritious breakfast in the world here!"

Without saying a word, Orina straddled Ryan.

After a dazzling display of fragrance, Ryan closed his eyes in despair.

Chapter 8 Delicious and Nutritious Breakfast

early morning.

Claire decided to visit Lane to thank him in person.

However, it would be impolite to go empty-handed, so Claire got up very early and bought a lot of fruit.

Before leaving, Claire practiced in front of the mirror many times until she could show a sweet smile, then she left the room with the fruit basket.

Throughout the journey, Claire kept rehearsing what she would say to her mentor, Ryan, to fully express her gratitude.

But just as she arrived at Ryan's door, she saw someone who should never have appeared walk out of it.

Orina, the High Priestess of the Papacy of Bysma.

Claire froze on the spot.

Ms. Orina, aren't you the High Priestess of the Papacy of Bysma?

How did she end up coming out of Mentor Ryan's room?

What puzzled her most was that Orina's face was flushed, and her clothes were somewhat disheveled. Moreover, there seemed to be some sticky liquid hanging from the corner of her mouth.