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Chapter 493 ...am I your first? · Nov 02, 2026

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451 Chapter 451 Expedition 2026-11-02
452 Chapter 452 Shadow 2026-11-02
453 Chapter 453 Sus Offer 2026-11-02
454 Chapter 454 Depart 2026-11-02
455 Chapter 455 Trump Card 2026-11-02
456 Chapter 456 New Memeber 2026-11-02
457 Chapter 457 Secret 2026-11-02
458 Chapter 458 Rest 2026-11-02
459 Chapter 459 The Final Room 2026-11-02
460 Chapter 460 The Final Room (2) 2026-11-02
461 Chapter 461 Straggler 2026-11-02
462 Chapter 462 [Dice of Chaos] 2026-11-02
463 Chapter 463 What is This 2026-11-02
464 Chapter 464 A beast’s roar. A scream. A curse. 2026-11-02
465 Chapter 465 Distance 2026-11-02
466 Chapter 466 The Holy Grail 2026-11-02
467 Chapter 467 It’s a Misunderstanding 2026-11-02
468 Chapter 468 Telepathy 2026-11-02
469 Chapter 469 A gift... 2026-11-02
470 Chapter 470 Midnight Walk 2026-11-02
471 Chapter 471 Responsibility 2026-11-02
472 Chapter 472 Materials 2026-11-02
473 Chapter 473 Thunderstruck Branches 2026-11-02
474 Chapter 474 Wide-Area Memory Confusion Potion 2026-11-02
475 Chapter 475 Witch’s Forest 2026-11-02
476 Chapter 476 Witch’s Forest (2) 2026-11-02
477 Chapter 477 First Day 2026-11-02
478 Chapter 478 Luck 2026-11-02
479 Chapter 479 Guest 2026-11-02
480 Chapter 480 Map 2026-11-02
481 Chapter 481 Seed of... 2026-11-02
482 Chapter 482 Gauging the Situation 2026-11-02
483 Chapter 483 Great Temple 2026-11-02
484 Chapter 484 Preparation for... 2026-11-02
485 Chapter 485 Siege Defense 2026-11-02
486 Chapter 486 The Knights 2026-11-02
487 Chapter 487 A Trivial Matter 2026-11-02
488 Chapter 488 Glory 2026-11-02
489 Chapter 489 What Kind of Festival Is Being Held 2026-11-02
490 Chapter 490 It’s Nice to Go Just the Two of Us 2026-11-02
491 Chapter 491 Fireworks 2026-11-02
492 Chapter 492 Kiss me more... 2026-11-02
493 Chapter 493 ...am I your first? 2026-11-02
494 Chapter 494 Time to water... 2026-11-02
495 Chapter 495 Dream 2026-11-02
496 Chapter 496 [Fear of Death] 2026-11-02
497 Chapter 497 Is that so ... 2026-11-02
498 Chapter 498 Wake me up for booze 2026-11-02
499 Chapter 499 Without a Doubt 2026-11-02
500 Chapter 500 Hero 2026-11-02

Chapter 493: 493 ...am I your first?

’Ugh...’

Held in Ian’s arms, Frenda twisted her body as she felt a strange sensation.

It was an unidentifiable feeling, one she was experiencing for the first time.

He was simply stroking her stomach, yet she couldn’t understand why such sounds were escaping her lips against her will. Frenda herself didn’t know the reason.

Ian’s touch slowly caressed Frenda’s lower abdomen as if exploring it.

Every time he did, something unknown seemed to well up from deep inside her belly. It felt like an itch, yet also like a simmering heat.

Ian had certainly said... it would be something pleasant.

But what Ian was touching was just her stomach.

Perhaps because she had never even considered it ’that kind of place,’ Frenda found the sensation in her lower abdomen incredibly foreign.

’Ah, mm... wait a second. Something’s strange...’

’It doesn’t hurt, does it?’

’W-well, no.’

Every time Ian’s hand passed over and firmly pressed a certain spot, Frenda felt her body react with startling intensity.

The leisurely movements continued to stimulate her inner abdomen, and the ticklish sensation rising within her body grew steadily stronger.

Frenda still hadn’t realized Ian’s true intention behind this.

Entrusting her body to Ian’s embrace, Frenda eventually couldn’t contain her curiosity and asked him.

’W-what exactly is this?’

’It’s a massage.’

As he said.

Frenda had expected to experience something a step further than last time... but what Ian was doing now appeared to be a normal massage.

Feeling a bit puzzled, Frenda asked Ian again.

’H-have you done this often?’

’Actually, it’s my first time doing it myself, too.’

’Th-then... am I your first?’

’...I suppose you could say that.’

It was a bit odd, but regardless, he was trying it for the first time for her sake.

Even though it was just a simple play on words, Frenda felt a small, satisfied smile cross her face upon hearing that.

Just then, Ian’s hand, which had been wandering her lower abdomen as if searching for something, came to a halt.

And then... Ian’s hand pressed down firmly, applying pressure to Frenda’s stomach.

At that moment, Frenda felt a jolt surging through her insides. It felt as if an electric current had passed through her.

With a loud moan, Frenda’s body jolted upward.

’Hya-ang!’

’Looks like it’s this spot.’

’W-wait a minute...’

Finally, Frenda realized that what Ian was doing was no ordinary massage.

...No, thinking about it calmly, it was hard to call it an ordinary massage from the start. How could kneading a priestess’s stomach so freely be considered a normal massage?

In any case, Ian’s intent wasn’t simply a general-purpose massage to rub the skin and relax muscles...

It seemed he intended to stimulate somewhere deeper inside, within her belly.

As the jolting sensation bloomed inside her stomach, Frenda finally realized exactly where Ian was touching.

Again, with a firm press.

Ian’s fingers pressed steadily against Frenda’s lower abdomen.

That touch passed through the soft skin and reached the inside of her belly.

A small, faint pressure reached that place where nothing had ever touched before.

And receiving that continuous, ticklish stimulation, Frenda’s womb began to react gradually.

It was an instinctive reaction that surpassed Frenda’s will.

’Ngh, ugh...’

Her womb throbbed.

However, for Frenda, who had lived her life as a priestess from the monastery until now, it was a mysterious, unknown sensation.

An instinctive craving for a man’s member, something she had never experienced before. Frenda began to suffer from that unidentified thirst.

For Frenda, who had faithfully guarded her purity since becoming a priestess, it was a desire she had no way to satisfy and no way to even identify.

Frenda clamped her mouth shut and tried to endure it, holding back her voice.

’Haaa-ang...’

But every time Ian’s hand pressed her lower abdomen, that throbbing sensation continued to grow like a rolling snowball.

It wasn’t something that could be endured just by keeping her mouth shut.

Frenda twisted her body and pleaded in a pitiful voice.

’N-nooo... stop...!’

’...Should I really stop?’

Of course, Ian already knew from experience... that the word ’stop’ often meant ’do it more.’

When Ian actually paused his hand for a moment, Frenda grabbed Ian’s sleeve tightly and spoke.

It was an answer that came out unconsciously before Frenda could even think of it herself.

’Ah, no... more...’

Frenda realized it instinctively.

This wasn’t just the next step... it was a pleasure that a pure virgin should not know, skipping several intermediate stages.

Her womb, heavily stimulated by Ian’s delicate hands pressing her lower abdomen, was pounding as if it were ready to conceive a child right this instant.

Ian reached out with his other hand and grasped Frenda’s trembling breast.

As he slid his hand inside her underwear, his fingers brushed against her hardened nipple.

When he flicked it with his finger, Frenda’s hips arched, and the priestess let out a moan she definitely shouldn’t have made.

Through the sensation in his fingertips, he could feel Frenda’s trembling growing stronger.

Frenda thought she had to stop Ian’s hand, but her body had already half-escaped the control of her reason.

’Ah, ah... h-ha-aang!’

Like a full cup overflowing when a single drop of water falls into it, the pleasure that had finally reached its limit erupted and overflowed.

Frenda’s waist jolted violently.

It was a massive pleasure, incomparable to anything she had experienced before.

The fluid that flowed out intensely soaked the stone floor.

And as if to further encourage it, Ian’s hand did not stop even during that.

Press.

Every time Ian’s hand applied pressure, Frenda twisted her body, let out cute moans, and sprayed her fountain.

The pleasure continued to surge out as if squeezing her insides.

’Haat, huff... uuu.’

How long had she been screaming?

It was only long after Ian’s hand had stopped that Frenda’s moaning and trembling finally began to subside.

If the streets hadn’t been so noisy because of the festival, some people passing by the nearby alley might have heard Frenda’s voice.

Burying her face in Ian’s chest, she caught her breath for a long while.

After finally coming to her senses and lifting her head, what found Frenda was a belated sense of shame.

It was because she could finally think about her current state from an objective perspective.

A shameful sight, sitting in Ian’s arms with her legs spread.

Underwear that was completely drenched.

The damp traces of climax left clearly on the floor.

Even the memory of the moment she moaned while twisting her waist.

Each one was a memory so shameful she couldn’t bear it while sober.

Frenda, with her face still buried in Ian’s chest, murmured in a crawling voice.

’Ple... please take responsibility for my purity.’

’...I haven’t touched your purity yet, though.’

’...Really?’

Could this... really be called having kept her purity?

To that question, Ian could not return an answer.

At any rate, no divine punishment fell.

＊＊＊

Ian and Frenda came down the stairs of the watchtower and into the alleyway.

It was dusk when they entered, but now the sun had long since set, and it was late at night.

Just how much time had they spent up there?

Frenda’s face turned red again as she inadvertently recalled what happened above.

’It’s... too late to see anything else.’

’Ye-yes... that’s true.’

During the festival, there was plenty to see even at night.

Frenda had also been slightly looking forward to hearing rumors about the night market... but it was too late to go around there now.

So, they had no choice but to head back for today.

However, she didn’t feel any regret.

Ian and Frenda walked side by side through the streets, which had become considerably quiet compared to the evening.

Frenda walked cautiously with a very awkward demeanor, her face flushed.

It was because she was extremely conscious of her attire.

’U-um... it’s not strange, is it?’

’From the outside, you look perfectly fine. Don’t worry.’

’Ngh...’

Frenda clutched her clothes tightly as if she were very worried.

Since it was late at night, there weren’t many people on the street, but there were still a few wandering around. The glances of those passing by bothered her immensely.

...It was because she wasn’t wearing underwear beneath her clothes.

Frenda’s underwear had become completely soaked as if she had fallen into water. Since she couldn’t head back wearing that, Frenda eventually had to come out dressed without her underwear.

Walking the streets without wearing underwear.

Ian told her that nothing showed from the outside, but she couldn’t help being embarrassed.

As they walked along, the two of them soon arrived near the temple.

Ian asked Frenda, who was walking beside him.

’Were you satisfied today?’

’Ye-yes. It... felt good.’

’...I meant the festival sightseeing.’

’Ah.... Yes! That was good too!’

Frenda, having misunderstood Ian’s words, answered flusteredly.

Finally, in front of the temple entrance.

Frenda greeted Ian, who had seen her off.

’Thank you... for today, Captain Ian.’

Frenda, bowing her head with a bright red face, stole a glance at Ian’s face and added in a small voice.

’...Next time, I’ll ask of you again.’

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