Miss Elisa's personal guard was stationed in the east, while the monastery was stationed in the west, separated only by an alley.
The bonfire was burning.
There was no need for Silas to gather food; the other knights quickly figured out a way to get something to eat.
"They only said their contact was from the Holy City. Really, these people from the Roman Church... they haunt us like ghosts."
Miss Elisa smoothed her pants slightly and naturally sat beside Silas, snatching the roasted meat from his hands.
"?"
"What? I'm hungry too. There are no outsiders to see us here."
Speaking of which, the more Elisa looked at Miss Elena sitting across from her, the more pleasing to the eye she found her.
Look at this, what a proper, fully-covering nun's habit? Compared to that Sister Rose, it wasn't erotic at all. And she was very polite.
"Sister Elisa, I have some roasted here too..."
Moreover, she would even pass the roasted meat over.
"Thank you for your kindness, but this is enough for me. You are more elegant than your sister."
"Eh?"
Miss Elena couldn't help but squeeze her thighs together.
She didn't dare look into the Empress's eyes, nor did she dare relax. After coming out of the dilapidated monastery, she might have even gained half a pound.
Knowing Elisa's keen sense of smell, she had tried every possible way to deal with any residual scents multiple times. But she was still nervous.
"Actually, it's not that I hate the Church."
"I simply despise those guys who use faith to harvest money, speaking sanctimoniously about unreasonable things. Those who amass wealth under the guise of faith, those who deceive women, and even those who vainly attempt to overthrow the regime... I won't be soft on any of them."
"But your Noi Church has survived to this day, firstly because it has a good reputation among the commoners, and secondly because... it's different from those guys."
Elisa said this while elegantly gnawing on the meat she had snatched from Silas.
She didn't like eating meat, nor could she supplement her nutrition with it.
But it was just unfair.
Why could he leisurely stroll around everywhere and come back to eat meat, while she was still hungry?
Her hunger was so intense, and it was all because he had stirred up her desires in the woods and then wouldn't let her eat.
"Please rest assured, the Noi Church is absolutely not that kind of organization. Nor will it challenge the regime."
"I'll sign an agreement later; the abandoned auditorium in the Holy City has never been rebuilt, and it's time it was. However, you'll have to find a way to get the money yourselves."
"Of course... thank you."
"No need."
Elisa put down the half-eaten meat and cast a glance at Silas.
"Anyway, in the future, you... will also be my sister. Mmh."
She thought, let it be just like this.
No one is born liking to throw tantrums. Moreover, the person in front of her was just her rival's sister. She had to be magnanimous.
The bonfire gradually died down.
The knights all performed their duties, taking turns as sentries.
"Brother, sleep here."
"I happen to want to ask you some questions about gripping the sword. I feel your grip posture isn't very standard, but after trying it, it really doesn't seem easy to slip from the hand..."
"..."
Silas was arranged to sleep with the other knights.
"I haven't become a knight yet, and it was indeed a bit too bold of me to recommend myself onto the horse during the day. I need to go apologize to the Empress."
"At this hour?"
"Her Majesty's tent is still lit. What if she grants me an audience?"
"Then good luck to you. I sincerely hope you join the Knight Order."
"..."
Silas openly and righteously entered Miss Elisa's tent.
"Who asked you to come in? Get out quickly!"
Unfortunately, he walked right in as she was taking off her armor and changing into a silk nightgown.
"I didn't... want to eat."
"..."
Silas wasn't stupid. Elisa snatching the roasted meat in front of his sister-in-law was a way of expressing her dissatisfaction.
"Why do you still like charging forward alone so much? You went to kill those guys all by yourself like that, how am I supposed to give you merit..."
Seeing the Princess pinned beneath him muttering with some resentment in her sleep talk.
Silas thought of the young knight still waiting in the marching tent to swear brotherhood with him. He heard that person seemed to have studied swordsmanship, horsemanship, and cultural classes hard since childhood... etc. Finally, step by step, he climbed up to become a knight in Miss Elisa's personal guard.
Is that so?
He had become one of the 'insiders' and 'nepotism' beneficiaries he had despised the most in the workplace during his past life.
"Only five times... you can't go on?"
Listen to what this little virgin was saying, is that human language?
"Of course I can still go on; I'm not only the Empress, I'm also a Succubus!"
"But if you stay any longer you'll be suspected, go explain it yourself."
"..."
"Just leaving like this? I even said she's a sister too."
Probably, with more intercourse, Miss Elisa becoming a bit clingier was considered normal.
And indeed.
The magnanimity she showed deserved more love and care.
So.
Silas embraced her soft waist, clinging to her back which was overflowing with fine beads of sweat. The silk nightgown had long been cast aside.
While kissing her, he touched her buttock cleft again.
"My breasts... aren't small either, right?"
"?"
What was she talking about?
This state where one hand couldn't grasp them, with a little overflowing. In any era, they would be considered huge breasts.
Silas returned to the marching tent.
"What did Her Majesty the Empress say?"
The young knight groggily opened his eyes.
"She wants me to prove my worth and go discuss matters with the Bishop on the Church's Knight Order side."
"Ah?"
"..."
Silas crossed the alley again and arrived at the place where Elena and the others were stationed.
He sneakily circled around to the tent where his sister-in-law was.
"If you want to leave, leave; I'm not leaving. Finally seeing the pie in the sky that was drawn for me about to be realized."
"But this is wrong!"
"If it's wrong, why didn't you resist when he creampied you?"
"Th-that was..."
"Don't tell me you don't have a mouth and hands, and your thighs can't be controlled. I'll just tell you, if you don't want to do it, there are plenty among us who do!"
"Didn't you see Miss Elisa? And Miss Siya left in the city... brother-in-law definitely managed to achieve a balance with great difficulty."
"What does that have to do with you? All you have to do is lie there, trembling while being creampied, and then fulfill the pie in the sky you drew for me."
"..."
It seemed the yandere sister-in-law was arguing with Miss Elena.
"Ah, someone is eavesdropping. Who could it be?"
Miss Julie was the first to lift the tent flap, hugging Silas's arm without any hesitation.
"I am Elena, after so many years... my breasts seem to have gotten heavier again. Does brother-in-law want to check?"
"Miss Julie helped Elena quite a bit, right? Thank you."
"I generally don't accept ordinary thanks, and I really am Elena."
"Elena wouldn't have something clamped between her thighs."
"Eh? Liar... how could you possibly know..."
"..."
Silas easily handled Miss Julie, whose face was full of disbelief, and entered the tent.
He looked at his sister-in-law, who had her head lowered and didn't dare to meet his gaze.
"Are you leaving?"
"Mmh..."
"I indeed spent quite a bit of time to get Miss Rose and Miss Elisa to reach a delicate balance. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give you up because of it."
"..."
When he touched Elena this time, her panties were dry. Freshly changed.
"B-but having obtained it, is already... enough."
That face lifted. Trembling, she met Silas's gaze.
"Oh, it's enough for you. But you didn't ask if it was enough for me."
"Eh?"
"I can't be bothered to listen to you jabbering anymore; when your belly gets big, you'll know how to answer me."
"Wait a minute!"
Elena pushed forcefully against Silas's thighs. Trying her best to cover her critical parts.
But she couldn't ignore the hard object already exposed before her eyes; even from nearly half a meter away, she could feel the heat.
"W-won't this be too excessive? It's even stained with Miss Elisa's hair... yet I..."
"She even wants to reach a balance through me and Sister. If I still act like this..."
"..."
Hair?
Silas picked it up and examined it under the flickering candlelight.
"Isn't this black? Elisa has white hair. And her you-know-where... is completely clean. Apart from the white hair on her head, she doesn't have a single strand anywhere else on her body."
"Eh?"
"So, this is yours."
"..."
Elena's brain crashed.
Meaning, the hair wrapped around her brother-in-law's thing was her own, from when he did it with the Princess?
"Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'm going to start."
"...Put this on. I-I can't get pregnant."
"?"
Silas took the object she handed him from her pocket. Ring-shaped.
It looked like a condom, but made of ultra-thin silk. Using the material for producing silk stockings and a tighter weaving process to make this kind of thing?
"Really, if I get pregnant, I won't be able to face Sister..."
"Just like this, if brother-in-law still has those thoughts about me... after getting tired of it... return to normal."
"..."
Although he didn't know who created this obstructive craft.
But wasn't the sister-in-law clearly lying? He didn't even need to use hypnosis.
Would a proper person carry this kind of thing on them?
"It's too small."
"As long as it covers the tip, it won't shoot directly inside, then..."
Elena shakily put the condom on Silas. She couldn't be tough, and this was all she could do.
In the past, she idealized it, thinking that being a lover would be fine.
But now, facing reality... it wasn't right.
Now her brother-in-law had three women around him; she had no confidence she could deal with it. She also had no confidence that she could face each person without showing a guilty conscience.
And it would definitely become more and more uncomfortable. Miss Elisa could naturally sit beside her brother-in-law, intimately take the meat he had gnawed on, and eat it. Then enter the tent... while she, she had to be sneaky.
If she didn't do this kind of thing, and only had the identity of a sister, she could still naturally sit beside her brother-in-law. No need to feel guilty, just suppress her feelings.
Tear.
"Eh?"
A strange sensation of tearing emanated from within Miss Elena's cavity, and along with it, the folds also fitted tighter. The silk had broken.
"I told you it was too small."
"No..."
No.
Just now it could barely cover half of it; now it had obviously become much larger. So full that her stomach felt bloated.
"No choice, I can only creampie."
"!"
Elena really wanted to push him away, but she was pressed down dead tight.
"Hah..."
She panted heavily. Feeling the heat flowing within her body.
This was already the second time today, this amount...
"Elena, you've worked hard. Waiting all these years relying on just a letter from me."
"What was said in the letter still counts now. I am a person who respects contracts."
"..."
The last bit of mental barrier Miss Elena had left was shattered.
Her tears couldn't stop flowing.
Even though decades had passed, and she felt it had been diluted a bit, the emotions she thought she could hold back couldn't be suppressed anymore.
"Fortunately... woo... brother-in-law appeared, otherwise I really... hah."
"I couldn't hold on anymore..."
"..."
"Do you still want a condom now?"
"But I really can't before Sister..."
"You're not any lower than Miss Rose. Mmh... compared to your mouth, your body is much more honest."
"..."
Perhaps she couldn't bear Silas's one-sided ravaging anymore.
Elena discarded all the thoughts flashing through her head. She only remembered this one sentence: she wasn't a level lower than the others.
She abruptly climbed up and rode on Silas.
"Elena?"
"...If Sister Elisa finds out, it's brother-in-law's fault."
All those thoughts she had tried so hard to suppress came out.
She could just wash clean after being creampied, and if she still got pregnant. She would just give birth to it secretly.
She didn't want any status anyway.
"Want more..."
"Wait a minute, who did you learn all this from?"
Only in adult videos would someone ride on top and stretch out a foot to rub against the chest. That neat appearance of the pale pink, shell-like nails really hit Silas's fetish.
"What? Ah, stretching my toes onto brother-in-law's body? I just wanted to let brother-in-law see... the same style of nail polish as Sister. I didn't expect it to make you so hard."
"This is good too."
"It's... Elena who made brother-in-law unable to control himself, that's why he made a mistake."
She leaned down, her full soft flesh pressing down and deforming. Whispering in Silas's ear.
As if, this would make it more justifiable for her to continue doing it.