Chapter 43: Capacity? (1/2)

At the end of her dream, Camelia slowly opened her eyes, glistening with tears. Slivers of light filtered by her window, it seemed that it was still the middle of the night.

'I wonder what expression Blaze would have if she knew my relationship with her son.'

In terms of personality, Sol was truly a blend between Blaze and Mars. She liked that about him. He still lacked experience, but she did not doubt that he would awe the world.

”Did you have a nightmare?”

A finger slowly took away the tears from her eyes. Sol's gentle voice reverberated in her ears. Smiling from the bottom of her heart, she snuggled up to him and closed her eyes as she murmured.

”No… Just a dream.”

”I see.”

”Hey, Sol…”

”Yes?”

”I really, really love you.”

”Me too.”

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While such a heartwarming scene was happening,

”Wa, wa, wa!”

A young blonde-haired girl was currently panicking in her room.

Her face was red and her breathing erratic. She couldn't understand what she saw.

'What happened?'

After Sol took back Camelia to her room, Chloe had decided to go visit her and comfort her a little. But what she heard nearly made her mind explode.

Thinking back to the obscene sounds, her blush covered an even greater part of her face.

”H-how shameless!!”

She covered her face with her hands as she crouched down.

She had never felt so embarrassed in her life. Hearing her aunt's screams of joy as well as her new friend banging her was truly a new experience.

'So this is why she was ready to pay so much for him.'

She had heard the rumors from the different superior nuns, but she simply scoffed at them. Thinking that it was just a way to undermine their reputation. But now, it seemed that those rumors were true, and even not enough to completely explain the truth.

Standing up and walking toward her bed, she could feel a damp sensation in her crotch. Her panties, most likely soaked. Angels were partially energy type being. But they still had normal biological functions. Carnal desires being one of those.

'I think I will be busy tonight.'

She thought shyly as her hand trailed down towards her crotch. Virgin she might be, but she had some experience with pleasuring herself, and right now, she was so hot she felt like she was going to melt.

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The next morning, after Sol and Camelia both woke up, Camelia finally explained what happened exactly.

This whole night, was a test, or more precisely a bet. Between Camelia and the goddesses.

The stakes were her life and her soul.

If she lost. She would lose her life, and her soul would be tortured in different cycles of reincarnation. But Sol would have obtained the totality of the three wishes.

If she won, she would keep her blessing and her life. Meanwhile, the three wishes would be slightly changed.

The content of the bet was both simple and difficult at the same time. It was a simple question.

Just how far would Sol be willing to go for Camelia's life?

This question didn't have only one good answer. The farther he was willing to go the better.

The conclusion? Sol went way farther than any of them thought and by doing so, Camelia won the bet.

”I am truly sorry. I did not want to lie to you. But I truly wished the best for you.”

Sol stayed silent as he thought deeply. They were currently in the main room of the church. They wanted to verify how high his capacity was, so before that, they began to discuss what happened the night before.

Sol knew that Camelia wasn't lying. After all, no matter what was the outcome of this bet, Sol would have been rewarded. Still, it left a bad taste in his mouth.

”*Sigh* I am still angry, but this isn't important now. Let's talk about more serious things while waiting for the measuring instrument.”

Camelia fretted a little before acquiescing. She knew that Sol lost a little bit of trust in her. No one would feel good about being deceived. Even if it was for their own good. But she didn't mind. She knew it was a little price to pay for him. She was even willing to die for him after all. In her eyes, no price was too much.

Sol could feel her intentions and determination and scratched his head in annoyance. For the first time, he remarked something.

'I am really surrounded by troublesome women.'