The days after we spoke with the king were quiet and peaceful. Nothing important happened, which gave us time to rest and look around. We got to tour the royal castle—it was a huge, old pce with tall towers and wide halls. The walls were covered with old paintings and glowing lights, and the garden was full of strange, colorful flowers.

  On our st day before we went our separate ways, we visited the city around the castle. It was big and full of life. People filled the streets, and market stalls sold food, clothes, and small magical items. Musicians pyed in the squares, and children ran through the narrow stone streets. The city was full of both magic and everyday life, and it was a good way to end our stay.

  Then the day arrived—the king summoned us to his throne room to introduce us to the mentors who would teach us our skills. As we stood side by side in silence, the king sat proudly upon his throne.

  “This marks the start of your adventure, young heroes! As I gaze upon you, I can see a bright future ahead,” the king procimed, a warm smile lighting up his face. “Now, let me introduce you to those who will guide you on this path!”

  A tall, muscur man entered the room, in tribal attire that showed his broad chest, his long, messy hair cascading down his back. He saluted the king before turning to us, and I did a double-take—were those wolf ears poking out from the top of his head?

  “I am Worhac, chief of the beastman tribes of the central pins,” the man announced, his gaze fixing on Sam. “I’m here to take this young warrior with me for his training.”

  Just as he finished speaking, a bck cloud formed beside him. Shadows of bats swirled within it with a sudden swoosh, and from the darkness emerged a girl in dark dress with pale skin and piercing red eyes.

  Yep, that’s a vampire, but why is there vampire in a human kingdom?

  “Pleased to make your acquaintance, younglings,” she said with a pyful tone, pointing at Richard. “I’m Victoria, and I’ll be the teacher of this aspiring mage.”

  Then, a middle-aged man in shining silver knight armor, with a white cape behind him, stepped forward from his pce beside the king, where he had been standing all this time.

  “I am Padin Artimus, commander of the royal armies,” he decred proudly, extending his arm toward Roy. “I will be guiding this young one on his journey to become the Champion of Odhena!”

  We all stood in awe; the sheer aura radiating from these individuals was massive.

  Yet, someone was absent—my teacher. After standing there for what felt like an eternity, I finally mustered the courage to ask the king,

  “Excuse me, your highness, but who is my mentor?”

  “That would be me~,” said a voice from behind, just as a pair of hands gripped my shoulders tightly. I instantly recognized the voice—it was Sister Sarah.

  Uh oh

  “Apologies for keeping you waiting. I needed to make sure your carriages were properly prepared,” she said with a reassuring smile. “We can leave now.”

  I don't know if this was worse having the king as my master or not.

  But, everything was set. According to the king, we would undergo three months of training. Once that was complete, we would march against the Demon Lord’s army. Our mission: to defeat the Demon Generals along the way and carve a path for the human forces to advance and recim the lost nds.

  As we saluted the king, he rose from his chair and turned his gaze toward me, speaking with softly.

  “Hold on! Before you go, I want you to take this letter from me. Do not open it until you’re in your carriage,” his expression turning serious.

  I guess it is something really important. I thanked him and put it in my pocket.

  We left the room and made our way to the courtyard, where our rides awaited. After saying my goodbyes to my friends, I boarded the carriage with Sister Sarah and sit on the surprisingly comfy seat across from her.

  *

  After we had been traveling for some time, she finally turned her gaze from the window and looked at me, her eyes filled with intent.

  “Now, we can have a serious conversation.”

  The sudden shift in the mood caught me off guard, I felt she was going to say something really important.

  “You are the only hero who will know the things I’m about to share. As the saintess, it’s essential for you to understand the true essence of our religion.”

  She was right; I had agreed to become their saintess, yet I realized I didn’t even know who their goddess was.

  “First, let me reveal who the king really is,” she paused briefly before adding, “His true name is Karl, and he comes from your world.”

  What?

  I could have never imagined this, and it left me with more questions. Why was he here? Seeing that he was now an old man, it was clear he must have arrived long ago. What was the reason?

  Noticing my surprised expression, she continued, “I understand this might be confusing for you, so let me expin further. Long ago, people of these nds had no faith; they were unaware of their true goddess’s name and worshiped false gods.”

  I hadn’t expected a lecture on religion.

  “Thus, the goddess Odhena reincarnated a brave soul destined to spread her name, and that man is the current God King.”

  No way… But why did she choose that pervert? I couldn't see any qualities of a protagonist in that man.

  “You may believe he doesn’t fit the role, but that’s only because you don’t truly know who our goddess is.”

  Finally, the question that had been bugging my mind for days was about to be answered.

  “Mighty Odhena, creator of humans and demons, is our true goddess, also known as the goddess of love and orgasms.”

  Oh, I see—Goddess of what now?

  “Um, could you please repeat the st part again? I think I misheard you.”

  “You heard me correctly, and that is why he was chosen. In his journey to spread the name of the goddess, he had sexual retions with every renowned female adventurer, mage, noble, and demon.” She paused for a second, “and some monsters as well, if I remember correctly.”

  What the fuck! This isn’t the world of a mediaeval fantasy with swords and magic I thought it was.

  I couldn’t handle the news—ughter burst out of me uncontrolbly, I didn’t know how else to respond.

  I was in an adult fantasy world, and I had agreed to become the saintess of a sex god.

  I am going insane.

  *

  She waited for me to regain my composure before speaking in a gentle voice.

  “Are you okay now, how are you feeling?” she said, as she touched my shoulder.

  “I’m fine, I suppose. There’s nothing we can do about it now. I've accepted this role, and I’m determined to see it through.”

  Her eyes sparkled with delight, and she csped her hands together in joy.

  “I knew you were the right choice,” she said, her voice filled with gratitude. “I thank you from the bottom of my heart!” Then, her expression returned to its previous seriousness.

  “So now let me finish the rest of the story.”

  Gulp

  “The king was successful; he managed to spread the faith and build his own empire. Everything was perfect, and all nations, including the Demon Kingdom, coexisted peacefully. However, his affair with the Succubus Queen resulted in the birth of a child who would threaten everything he had built over the years.” She pointed her finger up.

  “Even the Demon Kingdom embraced Odhena as their goddess, but the newborn Demon Prince rejected her. He began to believe in a false idol called Lother, the supposed god of forced sex and orgasm denial.”

  What the FUCK am I listening to!?

  “And he was more powerful than any other demon in history, so he overthrew his mother, the beautiful Succubus Queen, and began to gather his armies. He ensved demons, took them under his control, also personally sughtered and vioted hundreds.”

  This was starting to scare me. Not only was he an unstoppable demon, but also a rapist, and I was going to be the saintess? Yeah, I am definitely in danger.

  “But don’t worry! Once you complete your training, you will master both holy magic and the art of pleasure!”

  Great, it is really reassuring to know I would at least be able to take it.

  Aaah, I couldn’t help but sigh—my fate was sealed. I was to become the Saintess of Sex. I could only hope my friends would grow strong enough to keep me far from any contact with demons.

  I suppose it was for a noble cause, also I couldn’t abandon my friends and jump out this carriage.

  “That’s all you need to know for now. Don’t be afraid. In time, you will come to enjoy the pleasures of being a woman. Do you remember our night together? I am certain you will become better at pleasuring others than me in no time.” She said with a smile, a glint of mischief in her eyes.

  Ha-ha, thanks I definitely feel a lot better now.

  We remained silent for a while. As she drifted off to sleep, I looked out the carriage window, taking in the scenery that passed by—medieval vilges nestled within vast green meadows.

  Suddenly, I remembered the letter the king had given me. Now that I understood who he was, I realized I should take a look at it—it could be important.

  I opened the sealed envelope and started reading it.

  *

  Dear Hero,

  If you are reading this, it means sister already told you who I actually am. To make your acquaintance again, I am Karl Kranz. And I was an erotic novel writer. I died in an orgy with 3 women. Two midgets and a giant. It was the giant woman’s fault.

  I was reincarnated as the goddess’s champion in this world, and I faithfully carried out her every command. But I defied her just once—she had forbidden me from engaging in baby making sex with the Succubus Queen. You can imagine how unreasonable that order was.

  After our child was born, we quickly realized he was the embodiment of pure evil, hell-bent on destroying this world. We initially attempted to instill kindness and love in him, but to no avail. He accused us of being heretics and condemned me for engaging in intimate retionships with the women I encountered. But I was simply fulfilling my mission as the symbol of love.

  Anyway, the reason I gave you this letter is to share some important information for your journey to becoming the Holy Saintess.

  - Rimjob

  - Titjob

  - Reverse Titjob

  - Thighjob

  - Handjob

  - Blowjob

  - Footjob

  - Cowgirl

  - Amazon Position

  And finally

  - S&M py

  These are my preferred positions, and I would greatly appreciate it if you became proficient in them. I tend to take the bottom role, so I expect you to fulfill your part in our future encounters. Pay close attention to Sister Sarah’s personality and mannerisms—she’s been my regur partner and a good reference for what I enjoy.

  With the authority vested in me as Sovereign of this realm, I bid you strength and wisdom on your path.

  —God King Karl

  *

  I quickly torn apart the letter and threw away the pieces out the window. I had no intention of having sex with any man—let alone a wrinkly old man.

  I knew I was destined to become the saintess, but there was no way I would succumb to their depravity!

  As we continued on, the gentle rocking of the carriage made my eyelids heavy and let me into a peaceful sleep.

  Poshet