Chapter 19: Training (2)

“Hehe, stop? Why should I stop? Is it wrong to appreciate beauty? Hahahahaha! Seeing Saint Elena’s expression like this really makes me extremely happy.” Komer approached her with a fake smile, suddenly lifting her delicate cheek with his finger. Tears welled in her eyes, her delicate nose twitched slightly, and her cherry-red lips remained stubbornly pressed together. Her gaze held no disguise of hatred and disdain toward Komer, along with a hint of fear.
Seeing her chest heaving rapidly beneath her partially unfastened robe, Komer felt even more tempted. He pressed gently on her soft lips; the moist, smooth sensation delighted him. This little bitch truly seemed like a fascinating beauty. But it would be a shame to let Umma conquer her like this. Playing with her thoroughly and training her carefully might be a better option. If Umma truly took complete control of this woman’s body and mind, it might become boring.
Elena tried desperately to struggle and stop him with her hands, but Umma, empowered by Komer’s magic, wouldn’t let her succeed. Her violent struggles only intensified her movements, causing her robe to tremble wildly, revealing more of her figure.
“Monster! Demon! You will be punished!” Tears streamed down uncontrollably. Elena could no longer find the right words to curse him. She wasn’t skilled at cursing mages, and such curses would be useless against Komer—they only fueled his desire to conquer. The pleasure of conquest came from the process itself, not the outcome. How to make this process more memorable? Komer racked his brains. Perhaps keeping this woman’s rebellious and defiant attitude would add more flavor. But finding the right balance—ensuring she posed no threat while still allowing him to enjoy the thrill of her resistance—was indeed a test of his skills.

“Retribution?! Retribution is something only your Light Church believes in. As for us? We’ve never been followers of the Light Church. The concept of retribution means nothing to me. Isn’t it said that faith makes it work, and without faith, it doesn’t? Since I don’t believe, then this so-called retribution doesn’t exist for me.” Komer slowly brought his face closer to her tear-streaked face, speaking slowly and clearly, “Could the holy maiden of the Light Church really fear the tactics of demons? Haven’t you always thought you were invincible in driving out darkness? Haha! Let’s see how the holy maiden of the Light Church plans to eliminate this heretic of mine!”
Before he finished speaking, Komer suddenly grabbed Elena’s upper robe along with her underwear. With a loud rip, the robe and underwear were torn apart by his force, splitting right down the middle. Amidst Elena’s agonized screams, a half-naked, beautiful woman stood before Komer.
The intense shock allowed Elena to break free from Uma’s restraint. Instinctively, she tried to cover her most sacred parts with her hands. But Komer was prepared—he had already unleashed a binding spell. The immense force made it difficult for Elena to even move her fingers. Uma quickly retook control, firmly restraining her. A breathtakingly beautiful scene unfolded as her body trembled violently, creating a stunning display in the secluded room.
Two glowing orbs lit up again, illuminating the entire room. Komer took a deep breath of the scent emanating from Elena’s body—gentle, fresh, and refreshing. It filled his nostrils and seeped into his brain, stirring a surge of passion in him.
Nodding slightly, Komer instinctively pressed his cheek against her bare chest, as if to fully inhale the delicate fragrance coming from her body. The scent of a virgin has always been the best aphrodisiac for men, and Komer was no exception. Though he had no intention of tasting this long-held treasure right away, letting the scent waft through his nose and allowing its richness to unfold slowly was also a supreme pleasure.
Her snow-white breasts trembled violently due to extreme nervousness, their waves like a sea of pink flowers rushing toward him. Komer gently pressed his face between her breasts, the soft, smooth flesh offering him an unparalleled sensory experience.

Elena never expected the other party to have such despicable and vile actions. When their cheek touched her most sacred breasts, she was on the verge of collapsing mentally. The immense sense of humiliation left her unsure of how to cope with it. Tears already streamed down her cheeks; she wanted to tear this shameless man to pieces, but she couldn’t move. The spiritual force dwelling within her grew stronger by the moment, forcing her to focus all her attention on fighting against that even more dangerous entity. The physical humiliation was temporary, but once her spirit was controlled by that evil being, she would likely be trapped in darkness for life.

Komer pressed his cheek against Elena’s chest. Her delicate, soft flesh, exuding a seductive scent, gradually burned away his last traces of reason. He had to take deep breaths to suppress his impulses. The struggle within her had reached a stalemate—with his help, Uma seemed to be gaining the upper hand. Yet, the closer they got to her core, the greater her resistance became. Both Uma and Komer realized they had underestimated the resilience and tenacity of this Holy Church saintess.

Good. This is much more challenging. I like it!

A faint smile appeared on Komer’s lips. He had plenty of methods to gradually destroy her confidence and willpower. Though he knew her apparent tears were just an act, this girl might be harder to deal with than he thought. The Holy Church paid great attention to both willpower and talent when selecting top-tier individuals. It was undeniable that the Holy Church had an unparalleled advantage in nurturing talent. Perhaps even Elena herself wasn’t fully aware of the strength of her will. By pressing forward step by step in this way, he might be able to unleash all her potential. It would be incredibly difficult, but it was precisely such challenges that could truly test his spiritual power and magic. Conquering her in this manner would bring even greater satisfaction.