Why Is Your Divine Power Coming From There?

When Evelyn feels like the heat has become unbearable, suffocating her, she finally awakens.

She looks down to find the Border Count still holding her tightly, his arm buried between her thighs, lifting the hem of her priestess robes that flow down to her ankles.

“W-What are you doing right now…?”

“Do you know this?”

The man’s firm fingers rub against her undergarments. Despite the unfamiliar sensations igniting within her, Evelyn is too flustered to even think about kicking him away.

“The place where your divine power flows most intensely.”

“Ahh!”

“Priestess, why does your divine power come from here?”