I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Stella’s face, which always had a fresh smile, showed a different expression for the first time. Embarrassment devoured her laughter, and shock swallowed her composure.

“This can’t be… This can’t be happening…? Why…?”

It seemed as if she hadn’t even imagined the possibility of me not being a heretic. She kept repeating that this couldn’t be happening with an incredibly bewildered face.

It felt like her mind was about to collapse at any moment. Her pupils darted around restlessly. Her fingertips trembled, and her legs wobbled, expressing the shock she had received with her whole body.

The battle nuns surrounding us were also shocked.

The battle nun called Iris, who had performed a strip show in front of me, froze with a “…huh?” expression, her bare breasts and genitals completely exposed.

The grip on my shoulders and arms loosened, as if I could shake them off if I wanted to. The two behind me probably had expressions not much different from Iris’s.

I couldn’t just keep staring at someone’s private parts like this, so I quickly lowered my head. The heresy determination method I remember wasn’t this kind of public exposure.

“Y-You! Why… Why aren’t you a heretic?”

I smirked inwardly as I noticed that Stella’s way of addressing me had changed from “you” or “heretic” to “you” (formal).

If she still considered me a heretic, with her personality, she would never have used a friendly term like “you” (formal).

“How many times do I have to tell you that I have nothing to do with demon worship? Rize, Erika, and Claudia are the same. You just barked up the wrong tree.”

“That’s, that’s impossible… I can clearly smell the stench of demons…”

“Didn’t Erika tell you that too? I’ve been involved with demons, but I’ve never done anything that would be considered heresy. We’ve clearly emphasized several times that we’re victims. Did you even listen to what we said?”

“Ugh… Then we’ll do it until you’re determined to be a heretic! Come out, all of you! Come out and verify this person’s purity!”

Stella trembled and shouted, looking behind me. The battle nuns who were holding me on both sides let go of my arms and walked towards Stella.

As I was about to lose my balance and fall forward, someone roughly grabbed me.

It was Stella. She had approached me from behind at some point and firmly fixed my face between the handle of her iron mace and her forearm.

The battle nuns lined up in a row. Each of them took off their underwear and held it in their right hand, while their left hand rested on their chest covering. I immediately understood what they were trying to do.

They were clearly trying to imitate what Iris had just done, as a group.

“Are you serious? You’re going to take off your clothes here as a group? Aren’t you ashamed?”

“Shut up! This isn’t just taking off our holy vestments, it’s verifying your purity!”

“You already verified it, didn’t you?”

What was that Iris did just now? Was it an exhibitionist’s strip show?

“There’s no need to listen to a heretic like that! Begin, right now!”

Stella’s voice echoed loudly. She’s the type of person who won’t listen to reason. I wondered if Rize or Erika could help, so I rolled my eyes as far as I could to look to the side.

Rize and Erika seemed unable to accept the situation unfolding before their eyes. Both of them were staring blankly at us with their mouths half-open. It was pointless to expect help from them in that state.

The battle nun standing at the front pushed her lower abdomen towards my face. And then, just like Iris had done, she began to lift her chest covering and lower garment, revealing her bare skin.

Naturally, her clothes rolled up without any hindrance.

From then on, it was a repetition of looking down at the pink tips of her breasts and her completely exposed genitals with a shocked expression, and then collapsing to the ground.

I had no choice but to watch as beautiful women, each boasting overwhelming beauty and a violent physique, took turns performing a strip show right in front of my face.

Of course, I didn’t completely hate it. If there’s a man who hates this situation, he’s either gay or homosexual or likes men, one of the three.

But my mind was too confused to openly enjoy this.

‘This kind of thing determines heresy? What’s the point?’

What’s the meaning behind taking off your underwear and exposing your breasts and genitals? Why would they judge whether I’m a demon worshipper or not based on this kind of behavior?

Regardless of my confusion, their so-called ‘purity verification’ ended quickly.

From the beginning, it was just a repetition of them approaching me, lifting their clothes, being shocked, and retreating. It didn’t take long.

The battle nuns all had expressions as if the sky had fallen, and Stella was no different. They all looked like their faith had been denied.

No, wait, their faith being denied is probably correct. The one who branded me a heretic was either God or the Sun Pope, both of whom are objects of faith and worship for them.

“How, how…”

Stella was kneeling on the floor with her legs spread apart, her buttocks on the ground, staring at me with a dazed expression. Was that a pose only women could do?

Finally free, I triumphantly stood up, meeting Stella’s eyes.

“See?”

There was no reason for me to cower anymore. The Inquisitors of the Holy Kingdom would punish heretics by any means necessary, but they were also endlessly kind to good people.

Now that the purity verification was over, it was as if the god they served had confirmed that I had nothing to do with demons. So there was no way they could harm me.

If they did, it would be an act of betraying their own god.

“…”

Stella hung her head. The battle nuns did the same. They must have been really shocked. Now that the situation was resolved, I was about to help Rize and Erika up when…

“I can’t accept this.”

“Huh?”

Stella’s emerald eyes met mine as she lifted her head again. Her eyes were filled with burning emotions. I gripped the hilt of the Bloodstained Sword, slightly nervous.

Is she going to attack me recklessly?

“I need to verify it myself.”

Fortunately, it didn’t seem like she was going to attack me blindly, so I felt relieved, but I didn’t let my guard down. She said she would verify it herself, so what was she planning to do?

“I can’t understand. How can someone who broke the demon’s seal and even stole it not be a heretic?”

Stella strode towards me and grabbed my right wrist. It was a strong grip, enough to make me frown. Compared to this, the battle nuns’ grip on me was like child’s play.

Stella pulled my arm to her chest and then lifted her covering with her other hand, slipping my hand underneath. I felt a warm heat from her hand hidden beneath the covering.

“Grab it.”

“What?”

“Did you not understand, or are you pretending not to? I said, grab it tightly.”

It was too obvious what she meant by “grab it” to ask again. The soft sensation I was feeling in my palm right now. Of course, she meant to fondle it.

“Not only public exposure, but now you want me to touch your breasts too?”

“It’s the final step to verify your purity. Why, are you afraid of being judged a heretic?”

“…”

I tried to shake off her grip, but my arm wouldn’t budge. It wasn’t just firmly grasped; it felt like my wrist and palm had fused together.

She pulled my wrist closer. My palm was buried deep in Stella’s breast. Her flesh gently squished between my fingers, slightly bulging.

As if that wasn’t enough, she pressed my hand deeper with her other hand. Squish. I instinctively clenched my hand.

“…Ugh!”

A faint moan escaped Stella’s lips. Hearing that moan, I barely managed to hold onto my fraying sanity. If I did anything reckless here, it would be the end of me.

“What, is this…?”

While I was struggling internally to maintain my composure, Stella’s eyes met mine with an even more shocked expression than before. Her emerald eyes trembled.

Her grip on my wrist tightened. Naturally, my hand was buried even deeper in her breast. Unfazed, Stella spoke.

“Why… Why do I feel divine power from you, who has no faith in God…?”

At Stella’s shocking words, even the battle nuns who had been spacing out seemed to snap back to their senses and stared at me. They looked even more shocked than Rize and Erika had earlier.

‘Ah, so that’s what it was. I was wondering why she suddenly did that.’

Unlike Stella and the battle nuns, I was calm. I had been tense because she suddenly lowered her voice and spoke urgently, but it was nothing.

What Stella had just said was a small event that could be seen in the game when the player first met the Inquisitor.

Since the player can raise their stats as they please, they can do something like me, ignoring Faith and just raising Divine Power, but the people in the Brightest Darkness 4 world can’t do that.

The common belief among the people of the Holy Kingdom was that as one’s Faith deepened, one would naturally gain Divine Power. So the fact that I possessed Divine Power despite having no Faith would be incredibly perplexing to them.

It was like seeing a smartphone without a battery working perfectly fine.

By the way, if Faith is higher than Divine Power, they’ll say that you have less power than your faith and tell you to train harder. If Divine Power is higher than Faith, they’ll say that you have more power than your faith and laugh heartily, saying that you must be loved by God.

Besides that, there are many variations, such as when you haven’t raised Faith or Divine Power at all, when both stats are 99, when only one of them is 99, and so on, making it quite fun to watch.

“Then you are… Perhaps…”

Stella muttered something incomprehensible with a dazed expression. As her lips parted again to say something, someone grabbed her hand.

“What are you doing?”

It was Rize.