Chapter 17
…the High Priest stomped his foot, and a strange, pure white curtain of energy spread out around them.
The moment it touched her, Delonas’s eyes widened.
It was the feeling of floating above clouds, that same sensation she had felt back in the bathhouse.
As if being pulled into a dream.
But more disturbing than that was the ‘sensation’.
She could distinctly feel the hundreds of gazes—more than she would normally perceive—sweeping over her body.
The creepy feeling of being watched, of knowing her exposed body was being looked at, made Delonas’s body shrink in on itself.
“Then, we shall now commence the Purification Rite,”
the High Priest said.
Immediately, the holy knights who had opened the iron bars roughly hauled Delonas out.
They seated her on a chair draped with a white cloth.
But this was no ordinary chair. Before the seat, a strange structure was visible.
Its purpose became clear the moment Delonas was placed upon it.
—Thud.
As her body tilted slightly back in the chair, the holy knights holding her legs tied her ankles to that very structure.
Consequently, she was left lying back, legs spread open toward the audience below the platform.
And in that direction were the former people of Beakin.
“……!”
Some looked utterly lost, not knowing what to do, while others pretended to avert their eyes but couldn’t tear their gaze away from her exposed lower half.
“First, we must ascertain if you have properly maintained purity of body and mind,”
said the High Priest, standing beside her as she tried futilely to twist her body and close her legs.
Her body, bound to the chair, writhed. Of course, she wore no undergarments below.
Observing the jade-green thicket, the High Priest swept his finger through it.
“……!”
Even just that touch made Delonas’s body stiffen.
“Hmm.”
At her reaction, the High Priest, with a lifted corner of his mouth, poked and prodded her thicket once more.
This time, the movement was a little deeper than before.
“Ngh……!”
In the breathless silence, a sound like her moan echoed, causing a stir among the people.
Her overly sensitized senses made her aware of the men’s gazes sweeping over her face and body, lingering below.
The High Priest, parting her thicket with his fingertip, suddenly found her c******s and pressed down firmly with the pad of his finger.
“Hng!”
Her body jolted involuntarily.
Her slick wetness had already caused his finger to slip, and he clicked his tongue.
“Just how much lewd thinking have you done? Already wet. How can we properly complete a Purification Rite like this?”
Despite his words of feigned concern, the High Priest used two fingers to spread her lower lips apart, fully exposing her c******s.
Perhaps because it was a dream, the men’s vision seemed unnaturally sharp, their gazes all converging there. They could see a woman’s most intimate peak, normally hidden, glistening pink and wet.
As if telling them to look well, the High Priest, who had spread her open with his index and ring fingers, flicked the spot with his middle finger.
“Ah……!”
She nearly let out an indecent sound.
Delonas bit down on her own arm as if to chew it, stifling the sound.
“Did you not know that a body to be offered to Lady Ephina must be pure?”
The High Priest asked, chiding her as he flicked the spot.
Delonas, holding back a moan, turned her head away.
“I… was…!”
She had been pure from the start.
Before they had done those things to her.
If purity was so important in the first place, then shouldn’t she not have been dragged to this shameful place and made to expose herself like this?
But however he interpreted the shake of her head, the High Priest kept clicking his tongue.
“It seems the princess has no intention of cooperating properly. They say the lowly ones only understand more barbaric methods of communication…”
Then he gestured behind his back.
His gaze remained fixed on her exposed entrance.
The response was immediate.
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