"I... I really came out. I really made it out..."
She had thought she would be trapped in there forever. She had resigned herself to a life confined within that narrow stall, living eternally as Shin Seon-dong’s sow. She never imagined a day would come when she could look up at the night sky again like this.
It was chilly, but compared to the musty, stifling air of the Breeding Barn—thick with the stench of pig shit—the crisp autumn air felt ten thousand times better. Christia trembled as the cool breeze washed over her.
"...The night is dark, and the starlight is faint, but this sensation... the biting cold on my skin. This is definitely not an illusion."
She was truly outside.
There had been the time she was dragged out to play that filthy game with Violet, but to open the door with her own hands and walk freely under the open sky... The feeling was a strange mix of profound emotion and hollowness.
It felt almost like the first time she had left the church, back when she went on her very first mission.
"...Of course, the difference is that now I am stark naked, with my nipples stiff and erect."
From her pussy, which yearned for a man and ceaselessly dripped fluids down her thighs, to her nipples, which had hardened just as she described, twitching against the piercing rings adorning them.
In appearance, she was now virtually indistinguishable from a whore, a vulgar sow. Yet, she remembered the version of herself that once wore shining silver armor.
If her heart had pounded with anticipation when she took her first steps into the unknown world as a Holy Knight...
Now, her heart pounded with a mixture of terror and thrill at the prospect of outdoor exposure—fear that someone might see her shameless, naked form, and a perverse excitement at the thought.
Back then, she had been an apprentice, her heart fluttering solely with faith in the Goddess. To feel that same pounding heart now, in such a filthy state... It made her realize just how deeply she had been tainted. She wasn't just corrupted; she was soaked in depravity.
"Above all, what I am about to do now is an act that will corrupt me even further. Fufu... I really am a sow... A sow drifting further and further away from being a Holy Knight, no, from being human..."
With that thought, Christia began to move her feet, heading toward the slope that led down beneath the Breeding Barn, toward the Nursery.
"...There is no sign of anyone, but I must not let my guard down. Just in case."
It wasn't clear exactly where she was going or what her purpose was, but one look at her flushed, red face told the story.
She hesitated, debating whether to cover her body, yet she shivered as the night air brushed over the love juices trickling down her thighs to her ankles.
Whatever she was going to do, it was certainly far from noble. It was undoubtedly something lewd.
"It might be a trap... but I have no choice."
With the Saintess held hostage, escape was a pipe dream. And even without the hostage, that three-headed hound of hell, Ddongchi, could be prowling anywhere nearby. Even if she tried to run, she would be caught in moments.
"What are you planning to make me do this time? What sort of act...!"
Haaah...♥ Haaah...♥
Unlike Eleonora, Christia harbored a strong resistance to exposing her skin outdoors. However, perhaps because she had spent her life encasing her body in armor, revealing her naked form in such an open space brought a ridiculous sense of liberation and immorality.
And, as if to prove the subtle anticipation mixed within, the breath pumping from Christia’s mouth met the cold night air and rose as white steam.
'Fortunately, the Saintess's presence isn't detected nearby. But just in case, I must be careful...!'
When she had been dragged to the front yard of Shin Seon-dong’s house before, she at least had the excuse that Urga had forced her.
But now? She looked like nothing less than a nympho, walking around like this of her own free will.
If Violet were to see her wandering around in this state...!
Gulp...
Her eyes, stained with both anxiety and expectation, scanned the surroundings until they landed on a streetlamp located about 10 to 20 meters ahead.
"..."
Christia reached behind her and pulled a piece of paper from her anus—where she had hidden it inside her tight rosebud. She checked the rough map and the time written on it.
"...It's there."
Confirming that the streetlamp on the map matched the one in her vision, she quickly descended the slope. Arriving beneath the light, she found herself in front of a small container box reflecting the lamp's glow.
She had caught a glimpse of it when she was dragged by Urga previously, but its purpose had been a mystery. A bizarrely shaped container.
"...Is it... a guard post? No, it has no windows to be a guard post. And it's too small to be a living space."
What on earth is this?
Not a single window, and strange panels next to the door whose function she couldn't guess. It was too oddly placed—right in the middle of the slope connecting the Breeding Barn and the front yard—to be a surveillance post or a hideout.
To find out the identity of this strange structure, there was only one way: enter it herself.
Christia took a deep breath, looking slightly nervous, and grabbed the handle.
"Master? The White Pig has arrived."
"Nngh...?!"
The moment she grabbed the doorknob, she felt a heaviness different from ordinary doors.
And the moment she pulled it open, a filthy, musky stench wafted out from inside, instantly dispelling her tension. Christia’s heart began to hammer in her chest.
Spluuurrt.
Something gushed wetly from her pussy. Without hesitation, she pulled the door wide open, and there, exactly as she expected—
"Unexpected. I thought you wouldn't come, but look at you, arriving here personally. What a good girl, my White Pig."
"D-Don't speak nonsense... I came to kill you, you bastard...♥"
There sat Shin Seon-dong, sitting cross-legged on a large mat, his forearm-sized cock standing fully erect between his legs.
'Cock... His cock looks so appetizing...!!'
Of course, standing beside him—perhaps to guard against any unforeseen situation—was Eleonora, also stark naked. But what caught Christia’s eye was the dried semen splattered all over Eleonora’s body.
She wasn't standing in a dignified posture, nor even a polite servant's stance. Eleonora stood pigeon-toed, using both hands to spread her pussy lips wide open. Seeing this, Christia blushed furiously and subtly rubbed her thighs together.
"...♥"
'Aah...? To waste such precious semen like that...!!'
Seeing the thick, viscous white fluid stretching stickily between Eleonora’s legs, Christia actually smacked her lips, swallowing hard. Catching Shin Seon-dong’s gaze on her, she let out a fake cough and continued speaking.
"Since the Saintess is interfering with you, you've gone as far as to prepare a space like this? What is this place?"
"A corpse storage refrigerator."
"...What?"
She didn't know exactly what a refrigerator was, but at the mention of "corpse storage," Christia frowned. Shin Seon-dong giggled at her reaction.
"Not people, pigs! It’s a refrigerator for storing pig carcasses. There used to be a highly fatal epidemic among the pigs around here. It's quiet now, but back then, when a pig died on the farm, we stored the bodies here to prevent them from rotting."
Of course, it hadn't been used for years, so Shin Seon-dong had turned it into a cool shelter during the hot summer. But recently, it was being used for another purpose.
That was...
"It's the Room of Truth."
"...What did you say?"
"Since it's a refrigerator, it's an airtight space. You must have felt it, but the door is made of thick iron to keep the external temperature out."
"Certainly. But what does that have to do with a Room of Truth... Ah, aaaaaah...♥"
Did she realize something? The corners of Christia’s mouth began to tremble, then slowly curled up into a lewd smile similar to Eleonora’s. Christia’s beautiful golden eyes were fixed on the sturdy cock of Shin Seon-dong, who sat comfortably before her.
"Violet is passed out cold with Big Sis Urga. If you just keep your mouth shut about what happens in here, no one will ever know. How about it?"
"E-Even if you ask... Kuh-hum! Even if you ask how it is, my answer remains unchanged!"
Contrary to her words, Christia realized her field of vision was gradually lowering toward the ground.
'Aah... What am I doing? If I just reach out, I could kill this man... No. Sir Eleonora is by his side. He anticipated that possibility. Yes, killing him is simple, but...'
If she did that, she couldn't guarantee Violet’s safety, nor her own.
Although she was being corrupted, how could a mere sword of the Goddess disobey the command of Her proxy?
"You say that, but you're already walking on all fours, aren't you?"
"S-Shut up! When I said unchanged, I was continuing what I said earlier over there!"
'I-It can't be helped. This is an extension of my mission... receiving the affection of this evil man in the Saintess's stead. Being adored by him. Being thoroughly pickled in his cock and semen...♥'
Christia, now crawling on the floor on her hands and knees, saw the evidence that he had been fucking Eleonora’s pussy just moments ago—the dried, crusty semen.
'Aah... The smell has become even more potent. It's only been a short while, but after plunging into other pussies and assholes, his scent has become so much richer...♥'
Seeing the look in Christia’s eyes as she gazed at his cock with sheer ecstasy, Shin Seon-dong giggled.
"This is the Room of Truth. You can only speak the truth here. Even a noble Holy Knight won't be able to help but vomit out her true feelings."
"I-It's not a lie. Did I not tell you? That I, Christia, would deal with your filthy cock personally. And... and..."
"And?"
Before she knew it, Christia had placed both hands on Shin Seon-dong’s shoulders. She began to rub the entrance of her twitching, wet pussy against his dirty glans. She couldn't hide it anymore.
Locking her golden eyes, now filled with sticky lust, with Shin Seon-dong’s gaze, she shouted as if she couldn't endure it a second longer.
"I said I would personally and thoroughly clean this filthy cock... which is covered in the dregs of those loser bitches... with my Holy Knight pussy...♥"
"Good. You may put it in."
"Kuh-hnnnngh...♥"
Schllliiiick... Squelch...♥
The moment the permission was granted, Christia’s body sank down. Her lewd, gluttonous pussy, knowing nothing of table manners, instantly swallowed Shin Seon-dong’s cock whole.