Chapter 29 Sage Mode

Since Luke knew Count Lecherley’s devious plan, he naturally wouldn’t stand by.

So he cast his “Psychological Presence” ability on the people in the Count’s mansion and Iris, making them believe he was there all along. He then secretly went invisible and returned to Elia’s side, following the two all the way into this fragrance-filled room.

But don’t misunderstand, Luke did not use his ability to influence anyone’s free will.

Count Lecherley concocted this whole scheme entirely out of his own premeditation. On the way, he had secretly taken a counter-aphrodisiac and a male enhancement drug, preparing to give a certain scummy pinkette a “good time” soon.

However, this level of aphrodisiac actually had no effect on Luke or that scummy pinkette, and Count Lecherley’s own combat strength was even less worth mentioning.

In this situation, Count Lecherley virtually only had his power as a trump card. If he had been targeting Luke, he would probably be lying on the ground by now.

But his target was that scummy pinkette, who had various reputations for kindness and benevolence… It must be said that the persona the scummy pinkette had always cultivated was like lifting a rock to drop it on her own foot.

Killing him, of course, was out of the question.

Giving him a good beating or something… Too many people knew about her taking on the Count’s mansion job; she wouldn’t even get past Luke.

Compromising and submitting… then Luke would certainly record the Saintess’s indiscretion.

Of course, Luke would intervene before anything truly happened, but with leverage, that scummy pinkette would have no choice but to surrender and confess to him, or face utter ruin.

‘So, what will you do?’

Luke, standing in an invincible position, curiously watched that scummy pinkette, who was outwardly composed but inwardly panicking.

…

As a certain person expected, Elia was now incredibly conflicted.

‘Kill him? No! Beat him up? Also no… Argh, so annoying!’

But amidst her internal conflict, she was even angrier that a certain bastard Hero hadn’t taken any action whatsoever.

‘How can there be such a foolish man in this world? This lewd-looking uncle sends you away, obviously wanting to do something unspeakable, and this is how you protect your idol?’

In Elia’s view, Luke must have already been captivated by her beauty, his eyes unwilling to leave her for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Luke actually readily abandoned her to go play with a little brat… That was fine, it matched his consistent righteous and cheerful image.

But being straightforward doesn’t mean being brainless.

How could a dignified Hero not see through such a small scheme?

Was his renowned reputation bought by paid internet trolls?!

The most speechless part was that, in Elia’s original plan, Luke should have bravely rushed out, given Count Lecherley a good beating, been held accountable by the King afterwards, and then exiled from the kingdom…

As a result, this perfect plan shattered at the very first step. How could Elia not be angry?

Regrettably, anger also had a time limit. Coming back to her senses, Count Lecherley was already within a meter of her, just short of pouncing on her and groping her.

Honestly, at this point, Lecherley’s intentions were clear to everyone.

Whether Elia dodged, resisted, showed fear, or tried to escape, all would be normal reactions.

But she couldn’t do that.

She had no option to retreat or evade.

Lecherley daring to pull this stunt must have already anticipated her potential escape, and prepared narratives to slander her if she succeeded in escaping.

And if she didn’t escape, based on years of watching movies and reading doujinshi in her previous life, there must be recording magic in the room, just waiting for her to make an over-the-top move like dodging or resisting, then Lecherley would perform a Neymar-level dive and roll, subsequently threatening her…

Similarly, loudly rebuking or cursing him were also actions she couldn’t take. Even if they couldn’t be used as reasons for threats, spreading such stories would damage her Saintess image.

As for succumbing and becoming the female lead of an adult hentai… that was even more impossible; she absolutely refused to let a man have her.

Therefore—

‘Sir Lecherley, is this the place that needs purification?’

Elia chose to ignore all the filth and malice, continuing to feign ignorance, continuing to maintain her innocent and naive persona.

Gazing at Elia’s pure and innocent eyes, and her perfectly matching holy face, Lecherley became even more excited. He subconsciously licked his lips, his breathing growing rapid.

He was eager to defile this pure beauty.

However, haste makes waste.

Lecherley was no exception.

‘That’s right, right here. Let us have a deep exchange…’

Even if his original intention was to use vulgar words.

‘Alright.’

Receiving an affirmative answer, Elia swiftly raised her staff and released a gentle holy light.

Setting aside her inner thoughts, Elia was undoubtedly an excessively competent Saintess.

Among the seven Grand Saintess candidates, there were Saintesses of Dragons, Magic Saintesses, Sword Saintesses… only she was the most traditional kind of healing Saintess, skilled in treatment and support.

People’s energy is limited; when everyone’s talent and aptitude are similar, specialists are naturally stronger.

In other words, in the field of healing and support magic, she was currently the best among humans.

What most people didn’t know, however, was that to survive the future human-demon war, Elia hadn’t slackened after becoming the best. She not only continued to research upwards but also expanded the scope of healing and support magic as much as possible.

For instance, now, after being touched by Elia’s holy light, Lecherley’s movements stopped, and the lewd expression on his face completely vanished.

All that remained was an expression of utter resignation, as if he had lost all interest in everything.

But this was not mind control; instead, Lecherley had entered the “sage mode” that all men experience.

The only difference was that this state was stronger than usual… so strong that even if he inhaled all the aphrodisiac in the room, consumed three large bowls of male enhancement drugs or computer parts, his “little brother” would still be unable to rise.

You ask why she didn’t use purification and encouragement magic to solve it, like she did with Catherine and Madame Mary before?

She wanted to, but the premise for successfully casting that combination magic was that the other party felt guilt and had an intention to improve deep down… Lecherley was clearly an unrepentant scoundrel, and she couldn’t genuinely achieve mind control, so she had no choice but to stop him physiologically.

Moreover, she had cast the “purification magic” at his request, so even with surveillance video, they couldn’t find fault with her in this regard.

‘It’s alright now.’

One must play the role completely. Elia wore a harmless expression, smiling as she reported to the blank-faced Count Lecherley.

‘T-that… is… good…’

Count Lecherley nodded blankly. At this point, he no longer felt any sexual interest in Elia. All over his body, besides exhaustion, there was only deep regret, thinking to himself why he had gone through so much trouble just for s*x, wondering if he was stupid or not…

Seeing this, Elia couldn’t help but laugh heartily inwardly.

‘Let your libido get the better of you and try to take advantage of me; this is what you get!’