[Oceanic Bishop] Pilgrim's Bodyguard

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"Please, Dad, I need to attack! If this keeps up, we're all doomed!" Bottles, jars, tables, chairs, and other items were scattered haphazardly across the cabin from the barrage of gunfire. Yet, the burly, bearded middle-aged man in the captain's seat remained unmoved. No, to be precise, his mood was no less relaxed than mine, who had been constantly pleading with him for permission to fight.

"So, how do you plan to repel this well-prepared coast guard? We're not a regular army; we're already outnumbered, not to mention our weapons..."

"I have a plan! Use the ballista to launch me and 'The Wise One' outwards. I'll adjust the cannon's guidance!"

"You! Do you know what you're saying?! You yourself explained that the thing isn't perfect yet; it might disintegrate once fired!"

“Father, I want to thank you.” I solemnly saluted the man before me, even though he was just a pirate and I had become his subordinate. “If it weren’t for you and everyone else rescuing me, I’d probably be shark food by now.”

“Little Roland…”

“At Imperial College, I swore to become a naval officer. Although there were reasons why I couldn’t achieve my goal, you provided me with a small stage. Now it’s time for me to pay my dues.”

“Looks like I can’t stop you.” The captain stood up and placed his rough, tree-trunk-like hand on my shoulder. “The sea god is with us. You must live!”

After saying goodbye to the captain, I went to the hangar inside the ship. After explaining my intentions and saying a brief goodbye to my simply dressed companions, we pushed the Wise Man onto the ballista mount and lay down in front of the control panel on the back of the cannon.

"Adjust the angle! Aim the hatch at the Theocracy's flagship!"

"18 degrees to port!" "Enemy ship shifting towards 12 o'clock!" "Hold the position!"

As the hatch slowly opened, I saw the Theocracy's fleet attacking us amidst the crashing waves. Yes, although our artillery range and power couldn't match that of a regular army, as long as we sent this portable anti-aircraft railgun, which we intercepted during the last raid on an Imperial transport ship, closer to their flagship, and then fired...

The "Sage" is different from ordinary cannons; its high-powered beam can be manually guided, resulting in a significant improvement in accuracy. However, the excessive heat means that fighters equipped with this weapon cannot be mounted on other weapons—they would need extremely high cooling systems to avoid the risk of disintegration in mid-air. In other words, I have almost no chance of escaping unscathed.

Hey, Christopher, are you still alive? Although my story may end today, I have no regrets about not shooting innocent civilians that day—this feeling is like when I learned that my father and his men never robbed civilian ships, and so I gladly joined them.

"Fire!"

The crossbow tether, made of reinforced steel wire, snapped, and "The Wise One," made of lightweight alloy, and I burst from the ship like flying fish riding the waves, reaching the optimal firing position in the blink of an eye. The

scout on the enemy ship's deck, observing us through binoculars, seemed to show a look of fear upon seeing me.

This was exactly the effect I wanted!

"'The Wise One' fully charged, fire!" I pressed the confirmation button on the panel, and the metal beneath me instantly heated up. A surge of plasma shot from the muzzle, a blinding beam flying towards the enemy flagship, though it seemed to miss slightly.

"It's not over yet!" Ignoring the cannon barrel gradually melting and the scrapes on my cheek from flying metal fragments, I gripped the control panel tightly, guiding the cannon. "Turn 23 degrees!"

In a flash, the scene before my eyes froze: the enemy flagship's bow was hit directly by the cannon, heavily damaged. I, too, lost consciousness amidst the falling and the scorching air.

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Singing... In the chaos, faint singing drifted through the air. The melody was mournful and plaintive, the lyrics seemingly composed by some forgotten civilization. Although I had heard countless songs, the melody I heard was different from the majestic military songs, the tender love songs, or the solemn mass in a church. It sounded more like a melody that could soothe and guide the soul.

Perhaps this was a requiem? Right, I should have been completely vaporized a few seconds after activating "The Wise One," or at least drowned in the sea. In other words, I'm dead now? But what's with this singing? It seems quite different from my usual materialistic worldview.

Anyway, let's try to move my body first! So, like a child who has developed self-awareness of movement, I commanded myself to open my palms, slowly move my shoulders, and feel around within the range of my arms.

"Ah~" A crisp, melodious sound came from when my hand touched something slippery, like the sound of a young girl startled. At the same time, the subtle singing stopped. Was this girl singing a requiem for me? I couldn't help but wonder, but without opening my eyes properly, I couldn't confirm anything.

Seriously, I didn't expect dying to be so troublesome.

Blue "wallpaper" completely filled my vision after I opened my eyes. Overall, the decor of this "room" seemed as subtle as the singing, and I noticed that I seemed to be lying on a stone bed. Then, a strand of blue hair slowly appeared in the corner of my field of vision, followed by a delicate face that gradually filled my entire field of vision—the face of a vibrant girl. Her hair was long and flowing, her eyes were bright and sparkling, her nose was slightly upturned, and her small, pretty mouth stirred up unwanted desires in me.

The girl looked curious, and after a long pause, she finally uttered her first words: "Great, you're finally awake!" At that moment, a smile bloomed on her fair face, leaving me speechless for a long time.

Oh, perhaps materialistic values are wrong; I never imagined that even after death I could see such a beautiful girl.

"I'm so happy to have such a beautiful girl guide my soul as it leaves my body," I said weakly to myself.

"Huh?!" The girl was taken aback by my words, then turned her head and laughed. "You're not dead yet!"

"Women just love to talk nonsense. I should have turned into roast meat or pickled cabbage not long ago..." I forced myself to sit up and stretched. Hmm, I didn't expect the astral projection to feel so real. It seems that what the Church promotes isn't entirely nonsense...

"Hey! This is the seabed! If you don't believe me, you can swim around and see..." The girl enthusiastically took my arm.

"Whoa, what are you doing!" I was startled by two contrasting stimuli. Firstly, the girl's clothing was subtly sophisticated, possessing the simplicity expected of a clergyman, yet not conventionally "covert." Her chest, for example, was perfectly concealed—and she was far more well-endowed than any girl I'd encountered her age; her beautiful features and suppleness far exceeded my expectations. However, just as I was about to contemplate something even more outrageous, the striking fishtail of her lower body gave me a powerful visual shock.

I instinctively pushed her away gently, staring at her blankly.

A mermaid? No… such creatures only exist in fairy tales… The ocean floor? I tried kicking my legs, and just as the mermaid girl had said, my body gradually floated up. But underwater, I should have been crushed into a pulp by the water pressure. Even ignoring the water pressure, and even if all of this were real, how could a human breathe underwater? I coughed a few times, extremely surprised that I hadn't choked on the water.

"So I really am dead, huh? It's better for a dead guy to just lie there peacefully." With that, I sprawled out on the stone bed, wide-eyed, and closed my eyes.

"Ugh~" The mermaid girl seemed annoyed, letting out a soft sound, but her gentle voice had no power whatsoever. Compared to the nagging, stern voice of the dorm auntie from my student days, it was nothing short of...

*bang!*

My forehead felt like it had been lightly struck by something like a stone slab. Although the attacker carefully controlled the force, the impact still sent me rolling off the bed to the floor.

"A hit to the head can kill you! Silly girl!" I rubbed my swollen forehead, noticing a stone engraved with what looked like ancient texts tucked under the girl's right armpit. "Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much!"

"Does being dead hurt? Really..." The mermaid girl swam gently to my side, examining my head more closely. "I went to so much trouble to save you, and you treat me like this..." She finished, a hint of frustration in her voice.

"The sea was shaking violently, and it seemed like many monsters were fighting over the man who fell into the water. I was in the middle of it, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the water temperature above me rose dramatically, almost like it was boiling. But after I survived, I found you sinking into the sea, unconscious..." "

Oh, so I'm pretty lucky. At least I escaped my first death sentence. So, can you tell me why I can breathe underwater and why I can ignore the pressure of the seawater?" Well, according to her, I am indeed still alive. But because of my inquisitive nature, which I developed in college, I really want to know how this girl, who is so beautiful it seems like she's from another world, saved me.

"That's... because I performed a ritual for you, transferring the magic power necessary for living underwater to your body..." A blush suddenly appeared on the girl's originally delicate skin, but I didn't pay it any mind. Has she brought up "magic power" again?

"So, what kind of ritual could have such a good effect, saving me from the clutches of Yama...?"

"That's...that's..." The girl swayed shyly, looking even cuter. But as before, before I could even appreciate it properly, I was stunned speechless by a shocking fact.

"It's the most sacred ritual of becoming one..." The girl gently raised her head, gazing at me tenderly, "We're already in a fait accompli..."

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"What a joke!!!"

"Ah!" The girl trembled in fright.

Perhaps in other people's eyes, forming a "fait accompli" with such a beautiful girl must be a very good thing, but the situation I encountered today tested my psychological limits time and time again.

"I...I have no other way..." The girl showed a complicated expression, her scaly blue fishtail throbbing nervously, "Although just being together can transfer magic, that tiny amount of magic is definitely not enough to save you..."

"So, you're planning to make me take responsibility?" I rolled my eyes.

“Um…won’t you want to be my husband?” The girl raised her hand and put her finger in her mouth, causing the stone slab to float to the ground . Husband !

... "Hmph! You saved the wrong person!" I deliberately closed my eyes, raised my eyebrows, and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I, Roland, am a great pirate who walks the seas! How could mere sentimentality stop my steps!" "Ah..." The blue-haired girl sighed in disappointment at first, but then she seemed to remember something and asked, "Roland... why did you become a pirate?" Why? She couldn't say it. She could have easily become a navy officer after completing her mandatory military service, but she refused to carry out orders and was sent to a military court. She escaped with great difficulty, and if she hadn't been found by pirates, she probably would have drowned in the ocean. "Roland, you look very melancholy. I can..." No, she absolutely had to be assertive at this moment! "I became a pirate, not to rob merchant ships!" I forced a smile. "I'm not afraid of scaring you, little mermaid. My goal is to discover the underwater ruins and dig out the treasures inside, bringing them back to the light of day!" "Mmm..." The mermaid girl nodded in agreement. "And I want to build it bigger and bigger, to have a flagship with a speed comparable to, no, surpassing, military ships, and to write travelogues that will be passed down through the ages. Every day I'll sit on a golden chair, drinking champagne with the beauties who have become my spoils of war..." "But Roland has lost everything since he fell into the water!" The girl's seemingly innocent smile instantly pulled me back to the cruel reality. "Uh..." "Hey, Roland, I can let you start over!" The girl gently combed her waterfall-like blue hair. "I am Nina, the Ocean Bishop. As long as you're with me, I can take you on a pilgrimage to various places on the seabed and search for those lost ruins." "What..." Oh no, I didn't find out her identity beforehand, and now she's turned on me. "Besides, don't men all like to conquer those noble women? Now you can get your first 'spoils of war' for a fresh start!" Nina winked at me playfully. I had no choice. Alone in the ocean, unfamiliar with everything, even if I weren't provoked by her blatantly obvious actions, I'd probably become prey for other monsters. Besides, I'd never seen such a cute girl before. After weighing the options, it was indeed a tempting offer. "Tch!" I pounced on Nina, pinning her to the stone bed. "Mmm..." "Ugh..." *Chirp chirp...* I roughly captured her alluring lips, forcefully thrusting my tongue into her mouth. "Mmm... Heh heh..." She smiled smugly, offering no resistance, gently opening her mouth and letting my tongue enter her warm, comforting mouth. So fragrant! Even though my mouth shouldn't smell like this, why did I feel a warm current flowing from her mouth to my brain, then slowly spreading to every corner of my body? Moreover, she calmly extended her beautiful, fragrant tongue, intertwining it with mine, like a hunter deliberately preying on those lost in the dance floor. Sweet saliva trickled down her tongue and back into my mouth, the liquid acting like a stimulant, making me notice my heart pounding wildly. It's a little embarrassing to admit, but although I had good relationships with many girls during university, I never had a serious relationship, let alone a passionate kiss like this. Noticing the increasing temperature on my forehead and the mist clouding my vision, I quickly pulled away and caught my breath.

“Roland, still so naive…” Nina chuckled.

“Uh, don’t underestimate me!” This time I pressed my lips to her cheek, licking her earlobe through her hair. “You asked for this, don’t blame me for doing something terrible!” However, pressing my palms against the stone bed made my arms a little strained—yes, after pushing her down by her shoulders, I was so nervous I didn’t know where to put my hands.

“I’m looking forward to it!” She gently lifted one of my hands, opened her palm, and then gently pulled open her clothes, placing it on her round breasts. Just touching them, I could feel that her flesh seemed so smooth and tender that it could easily escape from my hand.

“Wow!” I couldn’t help but be surprised as I kissed her cheek down to her neck.

“Hehe, so big and tender, any normal man would go crazy for this!” She kept using suggestive words to tease my heartstrings, but she always managed to ignite my hazy desire at just the right moment.

"Mmm...chu...you lewd bishop..." I murmured as I ravaged her elegantly streamlined shoulders.

"Mmm...the moment I first saw you, I already planned to dedicate everything to you, including my lewd side..." Nina breathed heavily, a victorious smile playing on her lips.

"Such a terrible bishop, he must be punished properly!" With that, I skipped the planned route and took her ample, heavy breast into my mouth. Unlike the delicate fragrance that wafted from her nipples, if I had to find a comparison, it was like eating a freshly baked, perfectly made piece of cheese.

"Ah! Roland is suckling at my breast like a baby!" Nina's body trembled slightly. "Sure, as long as it's Roland, I can feed you anytime, anywhere!"

I didn't know how monsters' bodies were structured, but human women only secrete milk during the postpartum lactation stage. However, there was indeed a faint milky smell in my mouth. I didn't know if it was just my imagination or a tactic used by monsters to capture their prey. In any case, my head was spinning.

No, this won't do! I called out to myself with my last shred of reason. If this continued, I would be completely led by the nose by Nina. I had to show that I had absolute control over her! So I closed my eyes, reluctantly leaving Nina's alluring flesh, and fixed my gaze on her lower body.

"Fish seem to reproduce externally, meaning they only have a cloaca..." I muttered softly.

Nina, who had been gently stroking my head and nursing me, smiled knowingly when she noticed I had stopped. She reached out her right hand and lightly brushed across her lower abdomen—as if by magic, the area previously covered by scales suddenly revealed a part resembling that of a human woman—no, more than the external images I'd seen in physiology class, the pink lips were breathtaking. The opening writhed slowly like some kind of creature, and a noticeable, reflective liquid seeped from the tightly closed slit. It was as if, in response to the restless changes in my lower body, Nina's genitals were ready and constantly inviting my soul.

"Roland, shall I guide you?"

"No…don't push your luck!" Completely overwhelmed by Nina's alluring body, I transformed into a beast, unbuckled my belt, threw off my underwear, and without a second thought, thrust myself into Nina's garden.

"Whoaaaaah..." "Eeeaaaaah..." We both cried out in unison, the sudden contact causing us to tremble and gasp.

Nina's body was so hot, like a warm spring, constantly cleansing every nerve in my body. Her wet, glistening vulva, after being roughly penetrated by my fierce beast, slowly began to entwine. Her budding flesh gently caressed every part of my penis, and the deepest part of her winding, flower-like path seemed to have a powerful attraction, as if it intended to suck every last drop from the tip of my penis without moving.

Beads of sweat appeared on my forehead, and all the blood in my body began to rush to my lower body. The "factory" in my scrotum and lower abdomen began to work hard to send the fluid into the duct. Experiencing the joys of intimacy for the first time, I, who had been inseparable from her, couldn't withstand the stimulation and wanted to pull out. However, the stubborn attraction within Nina's body was unexpectedly strong. The constant massage and pressure from her vaginal walls didn't stop my penis from growing larger, and I was firmly held inside her.

"Ah...ah...this feeling..." My whole body felt lightheaded. "It's so strange..."

"Hmph...Roland, I won't let you get away, neither body nor soul, ahhh...like this, we'll always be held tightly together!" Nina gasped. Then, her previously dormant vagina began to pulsate rhythmically, a numbing, chewing sensation spreading throughout my penis. With each throbbing of her vaginal walls, I instinctively began to thrust.

"Mmm! Ahhh! This is what I want..." Nina murmured as if in a dream, her expression dazed, yet that tender look had been captivating me from beginning to end. Perhaps at this moment, we were no different from males and females seeking pleasure, but somehow, Nina's wanton posture seemed incredibly sacred to me.

"Nina! Nina! My Nina!" I supported myself with one hand, thrusting repeatedly at Nina, while my other hand trembled as I reached out to her.

"Mmm... come here, ahhh!" Nina gently squeezed my hand with a joyful expression, intensifying the "torture" of my manhood.

"Ugh..." I shook my head, trying to regain a little consciousness.

"Hey, Roland... want it tighter?" Nina looked on with enjoyment, "I want to see... Roland even more comfortable... look..."

I was panting heavily, even speaking was extremely difficult, I could only nod in response.

“Well…hey!” Nina tensed the muscles at the base of her penis, and instantly, a surging, overwhelming sensation enveloped my shaft.

“Waaaaaah! I’m going crazy! I’m going crazy!” The overwhelming pleasure made my supporting arms buckle, and my entire upper body collapsed into Nina’s arms.

“Roland!…Kiss…” Nina’s breathing became ragged, and we, joined together, trembled as we held each other tightly, constantly draining and exchanging each other’s fluids.

Is this the union of body and soul? I don’t know, but in Nina’s clear eyes, I saw my own smile—so this is what it feels like to see the other person in comfort, to have my heart flutter and feel immense pleasure.

So, I gritted my teeth and thrust harder and harder into Nina’s secret garden.

"Ahhh! Roland, it's so good! So comfortable!" Nina's trembling body arched violently the moment I stimulated her. "I want more! I want more!"

"Nina, relax! If you do that, I'll want more!" I don't know if Nina was too immersed in physical pleasure to hear me, or if she was planning to give me more stimulation, her body tightened more and more, the energy accumulating in her honeypot increased, and the activity of her honeypot became more and more intense.

"Nina! Nina! Nina! Ahhhhhh!" Finally, after Nina completely crushed the last resistance, the switch in the duct of my penis was fully opened. Due to the long time spent at sea, the surging white fluid sprayed onto Nina's gentle garden that seemed to be able to embrace everything about me.

"Haa, haa, haa... Nina..."

"Roland?" Nina, gradually regaining her senses from the interrupted pleasure, looked at me in surprise. "Huh!!!!! Roland, you orgasmed?"

"Isn't it because you sucked so hard?" I said with a wry smile. "Nina, thank you..." Perhaps words of gratitude weren't appropriate for this situation, but before I could find a new word, Nina suddenly rolled over and pinned me to the stone bed. The friction of our still-connected bodies sent a numbing pleasure through my sensitive glans, which had just ejaculated, as if electrified. My previously docile "little brother" instantly became erect again.

"I'm sorry, Roland!" Nina's face, tinged with apology, held an expression of unsatisfied desire. "I'm almost there! I'm almost there!" Even as she spoke, her body was still trembling.

"Nina, could it be that you!"

"Roland, please let me be willful a little longer!"

"Hey, Nina, stop it ! Aa

... “Roland.” “Hmm?” “Do you regret being with me? I’m so lecherous…” “It’s already come to this, I’m not much better off…” I lay between Nina’s full breasts, letting her gently caress me. “Actually, I really hit the jackpot, I stumbled upon such a wonderful girl…” “Even if you praise me, I won’t give you any extra reward!” “Hehe…” “Roland, what’s so funny?” “Just thinking about an old friend, that guy’s being targeted by a Lilim…” In the following time, I picked out some of my experiences and told them to Nina, as a rough introduction to myself. “Hey, Roland, as a bishop, I do have to travel all over the sea, so I need your help…” “Then I’ll be your bodyguard.” I got up and gently kissed Nina’s forehead. “Please take care of me in the future, Nina.” “Yes, I also need your help!” Nina x Roland, it sounds like the name of some folk band from the Imperial countryside. Hehe... Well, being able to swim freely in the ocean and have such a beautiful girl by my side for life, perhaps this is the ideal ocean legend? At least, my experience is better than that guy who doesn't understand the joy of monsters at all, hehe...

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