Reincarnated as a Holy Nun, I Refuse to Lose! v3c36

Chapter 36: The Debut of the Seat of Fortitude

Luo Yuxi looked at the approaching Lin Jian, a strange excitement stirring within her. She should be afraid, but seeing Lin Jian shed her bishop’s robes, she wasn’t sure if this was a punishment or a reward. The bishop from her memories, with her cute bear panties, was now wearing black stockings and lace underwear.

“Th-This isn’t right…”

“If you don’t want to… uh… wait… I forgot what I was supposed to say…”

Lin Jian pulled out a small notebook, read it a few times, then put it away.

“If you don’t want me to report what you did, then don’t resist…”

“Uh…”

Luo Yuxi, seeing her stilted performance, wondered if she should play along. This one-woman show seemed a bit lonely. As she was thinking, she heard the sound of ripping fabric and looked down to see Lin Jian burying her face in her chest, her hands kneading her breasts.

“W-Wait, we’re starting already?!”

“So big, so soft…”

Lin Jian held the breasts, a weight she had never experienced before, the fullness in her palms, the elasticity, making her eyes gleam. Although her face was expressionless, her eyes shone with excitement.

“Wait! That hurts!”

“So soft. If I bite, it’ll feel even better…”

“!!!”

Luo Yuxi was stunned, then struggled as Lin Jian pounced, her bite not gentle at all.

“Stop it!”

Luo Yuxi cried out. A sharp pain, then she looked at the small bite mark and her fists clenched.

“Really! No technique at all! This isn’t pleasant at all!!”

“I… I… sorry…”

Lin Jian, seeing Luo Yuxi’s reaction, quickly let go. Luo Yuxi, if she hadn’t been powerless, would have used her own “eloquence” to “educate” Lin Jian’s small chest. She had been so passive with the witches before, but after so much “practice,” she was now a “master of words.”

“Really, if I could fight you, I would have…”

[Divine Art: Instantaneous Severance]

A figure appeared behind Lin Jian, a blade slashing at her. The attack was so fast, there was no time to react, but Lin Jian simply raised her head.

[Divine Art: Judgment Cross]

A cross appeared behind Lin Jian, blocking the attack. As the smoke cleared, a black-haired girl with a single ponytail stood there, her weapon drawn.

“Why did you attack me…?”

“The so-called Seat of Judgment, the fairest of all, using her power to bully a nun!”

[Qian Yu]

Occupation: Bishop, Swordswoman
Affiliation: Church
Skills: ???
Title: One of the 12 Bishops, Seat of Fortitude, Flat-Chested Support Group VIP
Affection: -50%
Order Level: 3rd Order

Luo Yuxi, still bound to the cross, saw the panel appear and felt a headache coming on.

“Flat-Chested Support Group VIP? Is that a thing?”

She didn’t pay much attention to the strange title, but seeing her negative affection rating, she realized the gravity of the situation. Even the hostile witches hadn’t had a negative rating. She had been so confident in her Goddess-given beauty.

“Why is it negative?”

Then she saw the strange title again and looked at Qian Yu’s flat chest, which was comparable to Lin Jian’s.

“So that’s the problem…”

Luo Yuxi’s eyes gleamed with a newfound understanding. Qian Yu glared at Lin Jian, but for some reason, she kept glancing at Luo Yuxi, who was bound to the cross.

“I feel like I’ve been underestimated…”

Qian Yu had been sent to rescue a nun trapped in the Holy City, but she kept receiving reports of bishops losing contact. She had been investigating when she heard a scream and saw Lin Jian, her mouth stained with blood, and Luo Yuxi, a bite mark on her body. It looked like a bishop abusing her power.

“If you turn back now, you just have to write a report and apologize…”

“I did nothing wrong. I was conducting a judgment…”

“Huh? You’re kidding me! What kind of judgment involves taking off your clothes?!”

“…”

Lin Jian didn’t answer, simply raising her hand, and two more white crosses appeared. Qian Yu gripped her sword.

“It seems you’re not going to surrender…”

“…”

Qian Yu had only seen the aftermath, she didn’t know about Luo Yuxi’s “three cream puffs” victory. In her eyes, Luo Yuxi was just a victim. But facing a full-powered Lin Jian, she wasn’t sure she could win. Although they were both 3rd Order, Lin Jian had much more combat experience.

“I’ll defeat you first, then explain…”

“But that’s if you can…”