I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 193

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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‘……Should I just stop thinking?’

As soon as the thought crossed my mind, something happened, as if on cue. At this point, I was starting to wonder if the act of thinking itself was the cause.

I could have easily predicted that Cecilia would arrive much sooner than in the game.

Floretta’s arrival meant that Minerva had also arrived, and Minerva would naturally think of receiving a blessing from the Pope to dispel the barrier around the bedchamber.

She had simply been distracted by receiving Floretta’s blessing.

I turned my gaze.

There they were.

Cecilia, dressed in her combat attire, and Minerva, in a bathrobe that revealed a considerable amount of her cleavage.

Cecilia’s expression was rigid, while Minerva’s was a mixture of surprise and something else.

It was an expression that suggested a simple “I was giving him a blessing” wouldn’t suffice as an explanation.

I tried to pull my hand away from Floretta’s breast, but her grip on my wrist was unyielding. She was pulling my hand even closer.

Her breast, pressed against my hand, was squished sideways. The side of her breast, squeezed out from under her arm, pressed against my upper arm.

“Are you deaf, or are you simply pretending not to hear me?”

Cecilia had clearly seen what was happening. Her voice was colder than before. I squirmed, sensing that something was about to explode if I didn’t do anything.

Floretta, who had been moaning softly with her eyes closed as we kissed, slowly opened her eyes and parted our intertwined tongues.

A silvery strand of saliva stretched between our lips.

Floretta broke the strand with her finger and sucked it into her mouth. A benevolent smile, the one she had shown countless times, spread across her face.

Her legs, which had been wrapped around mine, loosened their grip.

“Your Imperial Majesty, it has been a while.”

Floretta calmly greeted Cecilia, as if nothing had happened.

“It has been a while, you say?”

Cecilia scoffed.

Her holy sword was placed vertically in the hallway nearby, but her golden eyes, shining just as brightly as the holy sword, were filled with a chilling intensity.

“Recall what you were doing in my Imperial Palace. No, speak it. Tell me what you were doing in my Imperial Palace.”

“It is a question with a predetermined answer. I was bestowing blessings upon the distinguished guest of the Holy Kingdom.”

Floretta calmly met Cecilia’s killing intent. It wasn’t just calm, it was as if she didn’t even register it.

“Blessings? You call that a blessing?”

It seemed her excuse hadn’t worked. I wouldn’t have believed it either.

A deep kiss with tongues intertwined and squeezing someone’s breast, how was that a bless—

“Since when did blessings involve offering one’s breasts to a strange man? Are you mocking me?”

‘Ah.’

Judging from Cecilia’s words, which only took issue with the fondling of her breast, it seemed she had accepted the kiss itself as a blessing.

The Knight Commanders of the Silver Dawn Knights and even Minerva had been kissed by the Popes under the guise of blessings, and they had all accepted it without question.

It wasn’t strange that Cecilia’s perception of blessings had also been altered.

‘Wait, she accepted the kiss as a blessing, but she’s taking issue with the breast fondling…?’

I looked at Floretta with a look of realization.

No way, right?

“It seems you are under a grave misconception, Your Imperial Majesty.”

Floretta’s gentle and calm voice echoed again.

“Firstly, the distinguished guest is not a strange man. He is, at the very least, a man of great importance to us, the Popes, perhaps even equal to us. Secondly, it is a well-known fact that to bestow greater blessings, those involved must be more intimately connected. And what better way to fulfill that condition than with a woman’s breasts?”

Floretta then lifted her breasts slightly.

The heavy mounds of flesh jiggled enticingly as she released them, gravity taking over.

“You made him fondle your breasts to bestow greater blessings? You lie without a shred of shame.”

“How could I dare lie in the name of God? If you do not believe me, you may ask the Pope of the Moon.”

“Your Popes are all in cahoots with each other. It is a meaningless question. Furthermore, a simple embrace would suffice for bestowing greater blessings. You chose to offer your breasts out of your own selfish desires.”

“If there is another part of a woman’s body that serves the same function as breasts, it would be the buttocks…… but since mine are of similar size, wouldn’t it be more considerate to offer the part that is easier for the distinguished guest to fondle?”

Why was she calmly comparing the size of her breasts and buttocks?

I struggled to maintain my composure. She hadn’t been like this when we first met.

Had she simply been hiding her true nature? I hoped I wasn’t the reason for this change.

“The Pope of the Sun, not only coveting what is mine, but also acting so shamelessly. How utterly repulsive and disgusting. Perhaps you have other talents as well. Why not put those talents to use?”

Cecilia’s words were so harsh that I was shocked.

Not only had she called Floretta a “vixen,” but she had also insulted her sexually and even brought up her faith.

It was a statement that was clearly toeing the line, or perhaps even crossing it.

Even I, who knew almost nothing about political customs, felt that way.

How much worse must it be for Floretta, who was on the receiving end?

“…….”

But contrary to my expectations, Floretta’s expression remained calm, even though she clearly had the moral high ground if she wanted to make an issue of this.

“You are correct.”

Unexpected words escaped her rosy lips.

“I have offered myself to the distinguished guest. While such actions are perfectly normal between a man and a woman, they may appear shameless when performed by a woman holding the position of Pope.”

“What?”

Even Cecilia, who had made the sarcastic remark, seemed slightly surprised by Floretta’s response. Minerva, who had been watching their exchange, was equally surprised.

But Floretta’s next words made Cecilia’s expression darken considerably.

“Your Imperial Majesty, I envy you. You still retain your pure maidenhood. You have never known a man, and you have maintained your pristine body, a body untouched by anyone, throughout your life. I envy that purity.”

Her final words, spoken with her usual benevolent smile, were the final blow.

“The Pope of the Moon and the Pope of the Sun are no longer pure.”

“…….”

No longer pure.

The meaning of those words, spoken in this particular place, was crystal clear.

Cecilia’s golden eyes and Minerva’s silver eyes turned towards me simultaneously.

Judging from the context of the conversation, I was undoubtedly the one who had taken the Popes’ purity. I couldn’t deny it.

Floretta continued,

“To remain a pure maiden until now, how enviable. Surely, the sun and moon would be pleased with your conduct.”

That was the final blow.

Cecilia’s eyes widened.

Minerva’s expression was filled with interest, but Cecilia’s was different.

Although Floretta’s words were ostensibly praise, the underlying meaning was completely different.

To put it bluntly, it was, “What were you doing while I was sleeping with him?” And it was true.

I hadn’t expected Floretta to go this far. As expected of the Pope.

“Your Imperial Majesty, I do not intend to steal the distinguished guest from you.”

Floretta spoke again, addressing Cecilia, who was trembling with her fists clenched, seemingly speechless.

“I simply wish to request that we all become his.”

‘……What is she doing?’

This time, even I was surprised.

Cecilia, sharing my sentiment, gritted her teeth and muttered,

“What did you just say?”

“You may not be aware, but the distinguished guest is more than the two of us Popes can handle. That is why I make this request, Your Imperial Majesty.”

Her words about being unable to handle me were clearly literal, but coming from the Pope, they sounded different.

She couldn’t possibly mean that, right?

“The distinguished guest has accomplished feats in the Holy Kingdom that are beyond imagination. He has received blessings directly from the sun and moon, and he has heard their voices through prayer. He is also the one who discovered this holy relic.”

Three pairs of eyes briefly focused on the staff standing next to Floretta.

It was a weapon that had been called a flashlight but praised for its appearance. Now that its performance limitations had been overcome, it truly looked like a holy relic.

She was claiming that I had found it for them, that I, a non-Pope, had heard the voices of the sun and moon, and that the sun and moon had personally bestowed their blessings upon me.

Each of these feats, taken individually, would be worthy of reverence in the Holy Kingdom. And I had accomplished all of them. Even Cecilia looked surprised.

Minerva, on the other hand, looked as if she had expected this. Finding the Crystal Scroll for her must have played a significant role in her perception of me.

“How could we possibly monopolize such a distinguished individual?”

Silence descended upon the hallway.

Floretta closed her mouth, and Minerva stared at me with eyes filled with interest and curiosity.

Cecilia did the same.

Her golden eyes pierced through me, sending a shiver down my spine. It was a gaze I couldn’t get used to, no matter how many times I encountered it.

“Come here.”

A strained voice echoed.

“……Yes, Your Majesty?”

“I said, come here.”

I approached Cecilia.

I didn’t know what she was thinking, but with Floretta and Minerva present, it shouldn’t be a problem.

Her perfectly tailored suit caught my eye first. The white shirt that hinted at the black lingerie underneath, the long coat that reached her ankles, and the form-fitting trousers.

Cecilia was already tall, and the suit made her proportions even more striking.

“…….”

Cecilia, who had been staring at me coldly, suddenly grabbed me by the collar and pulled me towards her. My weight shifted, and the distance between us closed rapidly.

“I am different from you Popes.”

Her golden eyes flickered towards Floretta.

“I shall show you that I am more than capable of handling this man alone. Watch closely.”

And then, our lips met.

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