Becoming The Strongest Angel With A Saintess System-Chapter 87: Technique Acquired

"Oh, oh goddess, YES!"

Grace curled her fingers just the way Diana had taught her, and the woman beneath her practically convulsed. Two hours since her session with Lina, and here she was, knuckle-deep in a baker named Marta, a woman with tits big enough to make even Mara look flat-chested.

And Grace was stunned at one particular thought:

[This is... actually getting easier.]

Not just from a physical or technical perspective. But, rather, it was becoming less embarrassing.

Grace watched Marta’s face as she came, the way her eyes rolled back and her mouth formed a perfect O.

... There was some fun in this, Grace realized. Making someone else lose control while staying perfectly in command.

Marta’s giant boobs heaved as she gasped for air, her whole body twitching.

"That was... incredible," she panted. She looked up at Grace like she’d just seen the face of Eternia herself (which, in a certain way, she was). "Do all angels know how to do that?"

"It’s part of our training," Grace said with a confidence that would have been unthinkable just days ago. She wasn’t even blushing anymore. What the hell?

She wiped her fingers on the blanket and stood up, adjusting her robes. A week ago, the thought of finger-fucking strange women would have made her die of embarrassment. Now she was just thinking about who would be number three.

[I’ve officially lost my mind. Or found it? Is this what Venus feels like all the time?]

"Will you come back?" Marta asked, still sprawled across her bed, legs still spread, looking thoroughly fucked.

"If I have time," Grace said with a smile that felt almost... smug? "But I have important angel business to attend to."

[Angel business. Right. Saving the village by screwing my way through it. Totally normal divine hero stuff.]

Outside, the late afternoon sun hit Grace’s face. She had a few hours before nightfall to find her third "practice partner." According to the System, she needed one more to complete her objective.

Goddess, she could still smell Marta on her fingers.

She was scanning the refugee area for potential candidates when a familiar voice called out.

"Grace? What are you doing here alone?"

[Shit. Meridian. The biggest cockblock in the Angelic Dominion.]

The scholar angel approached, her usual stack of scrolls tucked under one arm. She looked suspicious, which was fair. Grace knew she probably had "just had sex" written all over her face.

"Just... checking on the villagers," Grace said. "Boosting morale."

Meridian’s eyes narrowed.

"By yourself? Where’s Diana?"

"Back at camp. We’re taking shifts."

[Please buy this obvious lie.]

Meridian didn’t look convinced, but apparently had other priorities.

"Well, since you’re here, I’ve discovered something potentially relevant to our mission. The villagers speak of an ancient artifact hidden in a cave near the shore. Something called ’The Tide’s Tear.’"

Grace’s interest piqued.

"What does it do?"

"Legends vary, but most suggest it has the power to calm the waters. It’s described as a perfect blue pearl that glows with inner light." Meridian adjusted her glasses like the massive nerd she was. "Given the circumstances, it seemed worth investigating."

"A pearl?" Grace thought back to the strange blue pearls she’d found in the tide pools. "Where exactly is this cave?"

"That’s the problem. The location has been lost to time. But—" Meridian’s eyes lit up with scholarly excitement, "—I believe I can triangulate it based on local folklore and astronomical references in the village elders’ stories."

As Meridian launched into a detailed explanation of her research methodology, Grace found her attention wandering. The angle of the afternoon sun caught Meridian’s hair, highlighting blue strands that matched her eyes. She was actually quite pretty when she wasn’t being an insufferable know-it-all.

「Flirting Opportunity Detected!」

「Seduction Target: Meridian」

「Reward: Automatic +10 Love」

[What the heck? No! Absolutely not! That’s like trying to seduce a dictionary!]

Grace blinked hard, trying to dismiss the System notification. Eternia wanted her to seduce Meridian? That was... no. Just no.

"Are you listening, Grace?" Meridian asked, frowning.

"Yes! Totally. Cave. Pearl. Ancient astronomy." Grace forced a smile. "I’ll keep an eye out while I... continue my patrol."

"See that you do. This artifact could be crucial."

As Meridian walked away, Grace sighed with relief. She needed to find her third partner, and it was definitely not going to be Ms. Stick-Up-Her-Ass. No amount of Love points was worth that headache.

[One more to go. Someone simple. Straightforward. Preferably without a lecture on astronomical triangulation or whatever.]

Grace spotted a young woman drawing water from a well, her face lined with worry but still pretty, with bright eyes and a slender build.

[Perfect. She looks lonely. I can fix that.]

Grace approached, summoning her most angelic smile.

"Need help with that?"

The woman looked up, her eyes widening at the sight of Grace’s wings.

"Oh! I... yes, thank you."

Grace took the bucket, lifting it effortlessly.

"I’m Grace."

"Sora," the woman replied, her cheeks flushing slightly.

[This is going to be easy. Like, embarrassingly easy.] She blinked, catching herself. [Whoa. When did I get confident?]

An hour later, Grace lay next to a thoroughly satisfied Sora in a small storage shed behind the village’s communal kitchen. The space smelled of flour and spices, not the most romantic setting, but holy shit had it worked.

"I’ve never..." Sora’s voice trailed off, her expression dazed. "I mean, with a woman, let alone an angel..."

"First time for everything," Grace said with a wink that would have made Diana proud.

「Love Quest Objective Complete!」

「Practice Seduction Techniques: 3/3」

「Reward: +10 Love (Total: 45/100)」

「New Feature Unlocked: Techniques」

「Technique Acquired: Finger Dance - Ability to provide intense pleasure through precise manipulation」

Grace blinked at the notifications.

Techniques? That was new.

[So I’ve officially learned how to finger people well. Great job, Grace. Mom would be so proud. ’Look at my little girl, making women cum with angelic precision!’]

She sat up, readjusting her robes while Sora dozed. Something felt... different. Grace couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but there was a subtle shift in how she perceived things. The curve of Sora’s hip seemed more fascinating now. The way sunlight filtered through the shed’s small window, catching dust motes in its beam, was oddly beautiful.

Colors seemed more vibrant. Sensations more intense. As if someone had turned up the volume on her perception.

[Is this... the Love attribute increase? Am I getting... hornier?]

Grace had noticed small changes as her attributes grew, but this jump felt more significant. She found herself admiring Sora’s sleeping form with an appreciation that went beyond casual observation. The woman was beautiful, yes, but now Grace could see the subtle harmonies in her features, the gentle rhythm of her breathing.

It wasn’t just physical attraction. It was a deeper awareness of beauty in general.

[Huh. I think I actually like this. Being able to see how hot people are without wanting to die of embarrassment.]

Grace stood and slipped quietly out of the shed. The sun was setting, casting the village in golden light. Diana would be wondering where she was.

As she walked back toward their camp, Grace reflected on the strange day. Three women. Three very different experiences. And somehow, she’d enjoyed each one more than the last.

[Maybe this mission isn’t so terrible after all. Get to save the world AND make women cum? Win-win.]

The thought came with a flash of guilt. People were literally turning into water monsters, and here she was, enjoying her "training." But wasn’t that the point? To get good enough at this to seduce The Tide?

The new "Technique" she’d unlocked felt like knowledge settled into her muscles, not just her mind. She knew, without having to think about it, exactly how to curve her fingers, how to apply pressure, how to read the subtle tells of a partner’s body.

Knowledge that might save this village, if she could pull it off.

As the camp came into view, Grace spotted Diana sharpening her sword by the fire. The warrior angel looked up, a knowing grin spreading across her face.

"Well, well," Diana called. "Look what the cat dragged in. Or should I say, look who dragged herself away from the village women."

Grace felt her cheeks heat, but not as intensely as they would have before.

"Shut up," she said, but there was no real heat in it. "I finished the training."

"Oh, I bet." Diana’s eyes narrowed slightly. "You look different."

"I feel different." Grace sat down beside her.

"I can tell." Diana tilted her head, studying Grace. "It suits you."

Grace’s eyes widened.

Did Diana just... Compliment her? Really?

She wasn’t sure how to respond to that. She glanced around the camp.

"Where are Petriel and Meridian?"

"Gathering supplies. They’ll be back soon." Diana set her sword aside. "So, did you learn anything useful for our water thingy?"

"I think so." Grace stared into the fire, watching the flames dance. "Picked up some new techniques. Learned this thing, uh... called Finger Dance."

Diana snorted.

"Seriously? That’s what it’s called?"

"I-I... Whatever!" Grace protested. "But yeah, I think... I think I might be able to pull this off."

"Good." Diana’s expression sobered slightly. "Because we’re running out of time. New moon is in three days."

Three days to prepare to seduce a primordial water entity with abandonment issues... and tentacles.

But strangely, Grace wasn’t as terrified by the prospect as she had been. Whether it was her new confidence, her increased Love attribute, or just the absurdity of the whole situation, she felt almost... eager to try.

She looked at her hand, the one that had been inside three different women today. The one that might save a village tomorrow.

[Eternia, what have you done to me?]