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Tale of Lustful Hero

[ Warning: Mature content R-18 ] "Where am I?" A no-name Illustrator, John, woke up only to find himself in the body of eighteen years old Arthur in the fantasy world of Aria. Blessed with the power of lust, join our protagonist in his journey as he becomes one of the strongest mages in this world and gains the attention of beauties along the way. ———————————————————————— -No Netorare -No Yaoi -No Yuri ————————————————————————

SoyNurse · Fantasy
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23 Chs

Chapter 6 - Anne's Situation

Name: Iris

Age: 32

Affiliation: Church of Lesedi

Status: Virgin

Romantic Interest: Arthur [A+]

Bust: 115 cm

Waist: 60 cm

Hip: 92 cm

Sex Drive: [B]

Erogenous Zone: Nipples, Armpits

This kind of thing is ridiculous; not just he sees a sudden pink transparent screen appear in front of Sister Iris, but he also sees her birthday suit — Her nipples are thicker, and her areolas are larger than he expected. She has relatively some pubic hair down there, giving off an aura of maturity.

'Is this some kind of System or what?' Then some information was delivered inside Arthur's head, giving him the knowledge of the Blessing 'Eyes of Eros is an ability to see the erotic and romantic status of an opposite gender...'

Does it mean he must do the thing that happens inside his vision? Considering he gains the knowledge of this ability by staring intensely at Sister Iris's breasts, does it mean he needs to sleep with a woman and suck a woman's breasts to find out about the other two? Then what about the [Champion of Lust]? Where can he find that woman?

'Romantic interest in me at A+ grade? Huh, this is strange...' Unlike Anne, Sister Iris never showed Arthur any hints of her feelings for him. Not to mention how supportive Sister Iris is toward Anne's feelings for him.

"Arthur! Arthur! Are you listening to me!?" Sister Iris's voice calling for him makes him snap out of his thoughts and automatically deactivate his [Eyes of Eros]. Her red eyes are staring at him intensely, waiting for an answer.

"Um...Yeah....?" Sister Iris sighed at his answer before pulling his arm and forcefully dragging him out of the room.

"This is the first time I have been ignored like this..." Father Adam sadly muttered under his breath.

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"Anne *Hah* challenged a noble *Hah* to a duel in Zuberg Village!?" He was surprised by Iris's reason for dragging him out of the church."Why?"

Since they only had one male in the rank of master in Aram Village, which is Father Adam, the females in Aram Village were required to travel to Zuberg Village to undergo the ritual. But how did Anne, of all people, end up challenging the noble!?

"I heard from Milo that the noble tried to pick on Sara,"

Milo and Sara are orphans in the care of Aram Orphanage, so it makes sense why she got angry at the noble due to how overprotective she is about those kids.

But it still has a few problems with her sudden action...

Even if Anne somehow has way better stats and blessings than that noble, there is little to no chance for her to win this fight. Everyone who undergoes Divine Ritual will suffer exhaustion; Anne is no exception.

"But knowing her ill temper and always following her feeling instead of her brain, we must go there fast before it gets messier!"

"Wait! *Hah*" Arthur shouted as Sister Iris started increasing her running pace. The exhaustion is worse than he expected. He could catch up to Iris if he wasn't this tired. Sister Iris is now out of sight with a sigh; Arthur lets his body fall to the ground.

"Shit...There is no time for resting!" Arthur scolded himself; he forced himself to stand but somehow failed to stand correctly and almost hit the ground without Iris's hand supporting him.

"Sister Iris?" He was surprised when Iris suddenly returned to him instead of dashing right away toward Zuberg Village.

"Let's go!" Iris picked him up in a bridal style, much to his embarrassment, and started to run as fast as she could. Although still embarrassed, Arthur can help but feel awed by the size of her breast next to his face. It is simply too big...

He wants to touch her boob...

He wants to rip her top so he can suck them...

'It's not the time to get horny! So Arthur Junior, you better not get hard!' Arthur internally yelled at his penis to make sure it stayed at the normal size. For now, he needs to focus more on Anne's situation than his sexual desire.

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Anne dashed backward before the noble could swing the saber at her; while the noble didn't have any single scratch on her face, Anne's body was covered with scratches and bruises — Anne also had her nun outfit teared up by the saber, her white bra is visible for everyone in the crowd to see. While she could feel the men's stares on her body, Anne ignored them and remained focused on the noble.

"Haaaa..." Anne tried to steady herself despite the fatigue catching up to her.

"Such a persistent peasant." The noble flaunted her silver hair at Anne. "I can't believe such a lowly commoner dare to speak ill of me, Margarette Corneum Puella." She stated — Margarette is a silver-haired young woman with her hair tied in a long ponytail that reaches her hips; she has a pair of beautiful yellow eyes, and just like the female characters that have been introduced so far, she also has a voluptuous figure. Her breasts are slightly smaller than Anne's, but her buttocks are bigger than Anne, well, still lose when compared to Iris's. There is also a blue rose tattoo on her left butt cheek.

Margarette's outfit consists of a short black cloak with golden trimming that covers her upper torso but still exposes the undersides of her breasts. From the look of it, she probably doesn't wear anything underneath the cloak; She wears a black G-string panty, a pair of metal gauntlets and greaves, and high-heeled armor. How did she even defend herself wearing such a revealing outfit like that? No one will ever know about it.

"Tsk...You talk too much, even for a rich kid."

"And you talk so highly of yourself despite being a lowly disgusting commoner."

The two are glaring at one another; Anne's blue eyes are focused directly on Margarette's yellow eyes, while Margarette does the same. The two of them did not even utter a word, instead adopting their respective fighting stances before launching themselves toward one another.

"STOP!"