The moment Hailee stepped forward, the hall's echo softened—almost like her presence carried warmth into the cold, disciplined stone walls.
Soft brown hair. Bright eyes. A gentle smile that didn't fit the strictness of Sancthorn.
Elias froze.
His stomach dropped. His breath caught.
It's her…
The girl from the bath…
His demon whispered immediately, curling through his nerves like thick, sticky cum dripping down a throat.
You saw her bare skin before she even knew your name… those soft young tits dripping water, pink nipples hard and begging to be sucked raw… that downy patch of prepubescent pussy hair framing her swollen wet slit peeking between creamy thighs… fuck, her virgin asshole winking shy as she bent over… Such a warm, soft creature… look at how close she is now… smell that innocent pussy musk still clinging to her skin under that robe… bend her over right here, spread those fat little ass cheeks wide, ram your throbbing cock balls-deep into her tight dripping cunt until she screams holy prayers while you choke her throat purple and flood her womb with demon seed… turn this pure smile into a cum-drooling whore face…
Elias swallowed hard and kept his eyes firmly on the ground, cock twitching painfully against his robe.
Hailee, unaware of anything, happily waved at Elizabeth first.
"Sister Elizabeth! You called me?"
Elizabeth nodded and stepped aside.
"Hailee, this is the new seeker, Elias. Starting today, you will guide him through every duty, every hall, every rule. He will follow you and learn from you."
Hailee's eyes lit up immediately.
"Oh! Hiii! I'm Hailee—Elizabeth's assistant. If you ever get confused or lost, you can always ask me! I'm really good at explaining things. Well… except when I talk too much, then Sister Elizabeth gets angry—"
"Hailee."
Elizabeth's voice cut her rambling short.
"Ah—sorry." She bowed quickly.
Elias looked up very slightly.
Her smile was… warm. Kind. Too pure for this place.
His demon laughed softly inside.
And too easily touched… look how close she stands… so sweet… so unaware… pin her down now, rip that robe off her trembling body, maul those perky young boobs until milk leaks from her untouched nipples, tongue-fuck her sopping pussy lips until she squirts holy nectar all over your face, then split her virgin asshole gaping wide with your fat cock pounding relentless…
His fingers twitched, pre-cum soaking his underwear.
Elizabeth then folded her arms, strict as always.
"Elias. Your punishment for being late will begin after lunch. You will clean the bathroom floors alone. Hailee will supervise you."
Hailee nodded excitedly—like she was given a small responsibility she wanted to do well.
"I'll help him understand everything!"
Elizabeth corrected her sharply.
"You will watch. Not help."
Hailee stood straighter, obedient.
"Yes, Sister."
Then Elizabeth turned to Elias one last time.
"Eat first. Then find Hailee outside this hall. She will take you to your punishment area."
Elias bowed silently.
"Yes… Sister Elizabeth."
Elizabeth walked away in her usual disciplined stride.
Hailee gave Elias a playful half-whisper before leaving:
"Don't worry, I'm not strict like Sister Elizabeth... hehe... And please don't mind Sister Elizabeth—the stricter and rougher she looks from the outside, the softer and warmer she is inside. I'll guide you well, okay?"
She ran off lightly, brown hair bouncing behind her.
Elias stared at her for a moment too long—watching her tight little ass cheeks jiggle under the robe, demon growling to spread them and tongue her puckered hole raw.
*You watched her bathe… And now she smiles at you like you're innocent. Delicious.*
Elias shook his head and forced the thought away.
***
**The Lunch Hall**
The eating area was enormous. Hundreds of long stone tables. People in white, black, armor, robes—every type gathered in one place.
Elias froze.
*So many… different people… Why are some dressed like warriors? Why do some glow faintly? Why are some carrying huge swords—inside the hall??*
Even the armored man he saw in the morning was here, eating quietly with his helmet still on.
Elias felt tiny. Unprepared. Wrong. Confused.
He sat alone at the corner with his simple lunch—rice, boiled vegetables, bread.
Halfway through eating—
*CLANK—THUD—SCRAAAAAPE*
Aron dropped his plate in front of Elias dramatically.
"HELLOOOO, new friend! Did you miss me!?"
Elias blinked.
"…Aron, what was that sound?"
"I tried to sit softly, but the chair betrayed me. Anyway—HI!"
He sat with the enthusiasm of a golden retriever.
Aron leaned forward, whispering loudly:
"Bro… aren't you confused seeing all these people? Like—why is there a walking metal can over there? And why are those guys glowing? And why is that woman carrying a sword that's bigger than my future? Because I was really confused the first day I joined."
Elias stared.
"Yes… yes, actually… I was going to ask you. Why are there so many types of people here? Who are they?"
Aron grinned proudly.
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"You asked the right person!" Aron declared proudly.
"Let me explain the Paths."
He held up four fingers… paused… blinked… then awkwardly raised a fifth.
"There are five Paths in Sancthorn! We all follow one. Except Seekers—Seekers learn everything because we have no idea where we'll be thrown."
Elias nodded seriously.
Aron nodded even more seriously—like a pigeon.
He began counting:
1. Holy Path
2. Fire Path
3. Shield Path
4. Shadow Path
5. Almighty Path
Then he stopped, stared at his own hand as if the fingers betrayed him, and whispered:
"…I almost forgot Almighty Path again."
Elias sighed softly.
Aron suddenly leaned in.
"And there is also—Holy Light! Only some people have it."
"Only some?" Elias repeated.
"Yep! Born sparkly!" Aron announced.
"Some glow early, some glow late, some never glow. Very mysterious. Very shiny."
He poked Elias's cheek.
"You might have it. Or not. Or maybe you have something strange. You give… weird vibes."
"…thank you?" Elias said.
"You're welcome!" Aron said proudly, as if it was a genuine compliment.
He snapped his fingers dramatically.
"There are many things! Like 'Holy Trade'—'Holy Weapon'—and one more thing…"
He leaned in like a young boy about to share a stolen cookie secret.
"Shhh… it's forbidden. The Evil Trade."
Elias sat up straighter.
"Then explain everything in detail."
Aron smiled—the dangerous kind of smile that meant he had absolutely no intention of being useful.
"That," he said grandly, "will be for another day. Because headmaster Aron is very expensive. I don't give all knowledge for free."
Elias' soul wilted.
Aron continued without taking a breath:
"You know I'm also very strong, right? Like, if an evil stood right here, I could punch—"
Elias stood up.
"Sorry. I need to go. Hailee is waiting for me to finish my punishment."
He walked away fast—faster—fastest.
Anything to escape Aron before his brain melted.
Behind him Aron yelled:
"Wait! I didn't tell you about the snacks! Or the time I kicked an evil into a tree! And—and today's bread is VERY tasty!"
Elias didn't understand a single thing.
Not one.
Now he was even more confused than before.
And there was no way he would ask Sister Elizabeth—she'd kill him with rules before answering.
Maybe… Hailee could explain things properly.
So many Paths.
So many secrets.
So many dangers.
So. Very. Confusing.
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Elias came out from lunch way earlier than planned. He decided to meet Hailee before she arrived so he wouldn't get late this time... but then suddenly his hand touched the pocket.
He quickly remembered the panties of Sister Alessia he stole from the drawer...
His face got pale. He started shaking. He himself couldn't believe no one had noticed it—what if someone found out about it?
He quickly ran toward his room to hide them before someone could see. He reached the room with heavy breathing and looked around—is something coming toward his room? There was no one. He quickly started taking them out with a fast heartbeat. As his hand went inside the pocket, he felt the wet pussy leak juice on them... his heartbeat got even faster... he took them out and froze.
They were really thin and short—like something that could barely hide slutty whore holes. Even Elias couldn't believe what he was seeing. How could a pure woman like Alessia wear panties like this?
It was the first time in his life he had held any woman's panties. Now the darkness took over him completely. An evil smile crept across his face. The other personality growled low:
Just look at these—a pure untouched woman's panties soaked in pussy leak water... tell me Elias, why does that holy slut wear thin whore panties like this? Does she want to show off her dripping fat cunt lips? Do you still think she's pure?... that's impossible... how can she leak from her sopping pussy like a desperate cock-hungry bitch?...
The darkness smiled wider. He brought them to his nose, inhaling deep—the thick musky scent of Alessia's creamy pussy juice hit him like a drug, mind exploding evil, body shaking, cock throbbing rock-hard and leaking pre-cum down his thigh, out-of-this-world bliss flooding every nerve as he imagined burying his face in her massive leaking milk-boobs, sucking those fat purple nipples dry while ramming balls-deep into her gushing fuckhole, choking her throat until she gurgled cum-bubbles. He stuck out his tongue to lick the sticky pussy nectar straight from the crotch—but...
**CREEEAK**
"Elias!!!!"
He snapped back to himself.
He quickly shoved them inside his suitcase.
It was Hailee—she was standing in the doorway of the room.
Did she just see me sniffing and licking Alessia's soaked whore panties like a depraved demon slut-addict??
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