Becoming The Strongest Angel With A Saintess System-Chapter 86: Practice Makes Perfect*

"Oh fuck," Grace gasped, her back arching off the forest floor like she’d been shocked.

Diana’s fingers curled inside her, hitting a spot that made Grace’s vision blur and her toes curl. Two digits deep, thumb circling her clit with maddening precision, while Diana’s mouth worked at Grace’s earlobe, hot breath making her shiver.

"That’s it," Diana murmured, her voice a low purr against Grace’s skin. "Let go."

Grace’s thighs trembled uncontrollably. Her wings fluttered against the ground, kicking up leaves and dirt in little bursts. The pressure inside her built to an unbearable peak, and then—

"AGH!"

Her release crashed through her like a tidal wave, muscles clenching around Diana’s fingers as pleasure radiated outward. For a moment, Grace forgot everything—water zombies, ancient Pillars, even her own name. All that existed was this perfect, pulsing sensation between her legs and the incredibly embarrassing noises coming from her mouth.

+5 Love

Love: 35/100

The System notification flashed behind her eyelids, but Grace was too busy trying to remember how breathing worked to care.

Diana withdrew her fingers with a satisfied smirk, wiping them casually on her pants like she hadn’t just made Grace see stars.

"And that, rookie, is how you make someone cum with just your fingers." Diana sat back on her heels, chest bouncing slightly with the movement. "Not bad for your first lesson."

Grace lay there, staring at the canopy of trees above them, her body still tingling with aftershocks.

[Holy shit. That was... holy shit.]

"Will that... will that work on The Tide?" she finally managed to ask, her voice still shaky.

Diana shrugged, flopping down beside her, one breast squishing against Grace’s arm.

"Eh... Maybe. Maybe not."

Grace turned her head, frowning.

"What do you mean ’maybe not’? Wasn’t that the whole point of these lessons?"

"Look," Diana said, picking a leaf out of Grace’s white hair, "I can teach you techniques, but every body is different. And The Tide isn’t even a normal body—she’s made of water."

"So this was all for nothing?" Grace pushed herself up on her elbows, suddenly feeling very exposed with her robes hiked up around her waist.

"I wouldn’t say that." Diana gestured at Grace’s still-flushed face with a smirk. "You certainly enjoyed it."

"..."

Grace couldn’t argue with that.

She sat up fully, readjusting her robe and trying to look less like she’d just been finger-fucked in the middle of the forest.

"The real problem," Diana continued, not bothering to cover her tits as she stretched, "is that you have basically zero experience. You’ve had sex with Petriel and now you’ve been finger-fucked by me. That’s not exactly a wealth of knowledge to draw from."

Grace’s shoulders slumped.

"So what am I supposed to do?"

Diana was quiet for a moment, picking at a blade of grass, then a slow grin spread across her face.

"You know, there’s still a bunch of villagers who haven’t gone all water-zombie yet."

"What about them?" Grace asked, then her golden eyes widened as she realized what Diana was suggesting. "No. No way."

"Why not? Isn’t that literally what Love Sisters do? Go around ’boosting morale’?"

"I’m not a Love Sister!"

"Yes you are," Diana pointed out, poking Grace’s chest. "And this would definitely count as practice."

Grace opened her mouth to protest further, then closed it. She hated to admit it, but Diana had a point. Nothing beats hands-on experience, and she had exactly four days before the new moon.

[I can’t believe I’m actually considering this. Alia and Zephyr would be so proud of me right now.]

"They’re probably terrified," Grace said weakly. "With everything that’s happening..."

"Exactly. They could use some... comfort." Diana wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, then reached over and squeezed Grace’s thigh. "Think of it as mission prep and angel duty combined. You’d basically be performing a holy service."

Grace sighed, looking skyward as if Eternia might suddenly appear and rescue her from this ridiculous situation.

No such luck. That lewd goddess was probably watching this whole thing and laughing her divine ass off.

"Fine," Grace muttered. "But if Meridian finds out about this—"

"She’ll probably want a detailed report for her scrolls," Diana finished with a laugh. "Complete with anatomically correct diagrams."

"Ugh." Grace stood up, readjusting her robes again and trying to look less like she’d just been thoroughly debauched. "So I just... go down there and what? Ask if anyone wants to do an angel?"

Diana snorted.

"Maybe try something a little more subtle. You know, make eye contact, touch their arm, use some of those lines I’m sure Venus taught you."

[Oh god, I’m going to be terrible at this.]

"Fine. I’ll be back... whenever." Grace started walking away, then turned back. "Wait, aren’t you coming?"

"Nah," Diana said, leaning back on her elbows, tits pointing at the sky. "I’ll just wait here. Maybe take a nap."

"What if I mess up?"

"Then you’ll learn from it and try again," Diana said, shrugging. "That’s how practice works, rookie."

Grace nodded uncertainly and turned to go.

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The remaining villagers had barricaded themselves in the northern part of town, where the elevation kept most of the water at bay. Grace walked through their makeshift refugee camp, acutely aware of the stares following her.

In her white and gold angel robes, wings fully visible, she stood out like a beacon. Normally, this would have been fine—angels were meant to be seen, to inspire. But right now, Grace felt like a turnip farmer trying to sell vegetables at a meat market.

Awkward. Obvious. And definitely not seductive.

[Diana made this sound so simple. Just go boost some morale. How hard could it be?]

Very hard, apparently. Every time Grace made eye contact with a villager, they either bowed respectfully or looked away in fear. Not exactly the response she was hoping for.

[Maybe I should’ve flown back to the Dominion and asked Alia to come along instead. She’d probably have half the village naked by now.]

She was about to give up and head back to camp to tell Diana this was a stupid idea when she heard a scream.

A young woman backed away from one of the water barrels, a look of horror on her face as blue-tinged water sloshed over the edge, taking humanoid form.

[Shit. They’re in the water supply now.]

Grace didn’t think. She summoned her Blade of Dawn and charged forward, slicing through the half-formed water creature before it could fully materialize. It collapsed into a puddle, the blue tint slowly fading away.

The woman stared at Grace with wide eyes, chest heaving.

"You... you saved me," she breathed.

Grace dismissed her blade, trying for what she hoped was a confident smile instead of a panicked grimace.

"Just doing my duty." She remembered Diana’s first rule: confidence. "Are you hurt?"

"No, just... shaken." The woman was pretty in a simple way, with dark hair and warm brown eyes. She looked about Grace’s age. Her dress was modest but fit her well, hugging curves that Grace couldn’t help but notice.

[This is my chance. Act natural. Seductive. Like I totally know what I’m doing and didn’t just have my second orgasm from someone else’s fingers like twenty minutes ago.]

"I’m glad you’re safe," Grace said, stepping closer. "I’m Grace."

"Lina," the woman replied, still staring at Grace with something like awe. "I’ve never met an angel before."

"Well," Grace fought the urge to fidget with her robe, "now you have."

Awkward silence fell between them. Grace frantically tried to remember Diana’s lessons. Make them wait for it. Pay attention to reactions. Use your words.

"You know," Grace said, lowering her voice slightly and leaning in so that only Lina could hear, "part of an angel’s duty is to provide comfort in times of crisis."

[That sounded better in my head. I sound like I’m selling something.]

But to her surprise, Lina’s cheeks flushed pink, and she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"What kind of... comfort?"

[Wait, is this working? It can’t be this easy.]

"Whatever kind you need," Grace said, amazed at her own boldness. She reached out, letting her fingers brush against Lina’s arm, feeling the soft skin there. "These are frightening times. Sometimes a little... distraction... can help."

Lina’s breath caught.

"My house is just over there. It’s... still dry."

[Holy shit, it’s actually working! Eternia, are you seeing this? I’m actually doing it!]

"Lead the way," Grace said, trying to channel Diana’s casual confidence and not the internal screaming that was actually happening in her head.

Lina took her hand—actually took her hand!—and began leading Grace through the crowded refugee area. Several villagers noticed, eyebrows raising and whispers starting immediately. A few men looked envious, while one older woman actually winked at Grace.

[Oh god, everyone knows exactly what we’re about to do.]

As they approached a small, sturdy cottage, Grace wondered just how much "practice" she’d need before facing The Tide. Based on how eagerly Lina was pulling her inside, she might get more experience in one afternoon than she’d bargained for.

[Diana is never going to let me live this down. Venus is going to be so proud. Meridian will probably try to interview me about it for her weird scrolls.]

But if it helped save the village... well, some sacrifices had to be made.

And this one didn’t feel like much of a sacrifice at all. Especially when Lina closed the door behind them and gave Grace a smile that made her knees weak.

"So," Lina said, suddenly looking a bit shy. "What kind of comfort did you have in mind, angel?"

Grace swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry.

[Remember what Diana said. Confidence. Touch. Words.]

She stepped forward, backing Lina against the door, and placed a hand on the wall beside her head.

"I think," Grace said, her voice steadier than she felt, "I’d like to show you rather than tell you."

Lina’s eyes widened, her lips parting slightly in a way that made Grace want to kiss her.

So she did.

「Love Quest Objective: Practice Seduction Techniques」

「Progress: 1/3」

[You have got to be kidding me. I need to do this THREE times?]

Grace was in disbelief.