While My Mage Wife Grinds, I Power Up Idly-Chapter 47: The Divine Mother Goddess Blesses Our Union

Chapter 47: Chapter 47: The Divine Mother Goddess Blesses Our Union

"What are you doing?"

Ashu swiftly turned sideways, using his body to shield Vivita’s voluptuous figure.

The basement felt oppressively vast, evoking an unsettling sense of exposure akin to being naked in the wilderness.

Fortunately, the only two outsiders present were neutralized: Midaldas had been reduced to "Midaldas Shards," while the Outlander lay motionless with conference table fragments protruding from his chest, his face drenched in blood and pupils dilated beyond recognition.

Yet Ashu took no chances. Without forming hand seals or uttering incantations, he launched twenty Water Bullets from a distance toward the Outlander’s head, ensuring its complete disintegration. Only then did he relax.

"Ashu, Your Excellency." Vivita bowed her head upon noticing his movement. "Please...use me to sate your lust. This failure is mine. I must atone through service."

Ashu’s gaze followed her lowered head, drawn to the abyssal valley between her twin snow-capped peaks. Upon those majestic slopes bloomed nothing but two delicate pink blossoms, the surrounding skin glowing with the silken perfection of Hetian jade.

"Vivita..."

Ashu inhaled deeply, casting aside hesitation as his hands sought the warmth of her body.

The Twelve Demon-Hunting Nuns had been indoctrinated since infancy by the Sacred Cultivator Guild. From their first suckling of milk, their lives became a relentless cycle: theological indoctrination, unshakable faith conditioning, and ruthless combat drills. Nowhere in this rigid curriculum existed lessons on self-discovery.

Whenever hormonal surges stirred desire, they suppressed it through fervent prayer. Years of such repression left Vivita Taan’s body stiff with inexperience.

Fortunately, Ashu was no cloistered zealot limited to missionary positions. As a transmigrator versed in carnal arts, he caressed her skin, kissed her peaks, and patiently coaxed glacial snowmelt into garden streams before finally sheathing himself.

The moment velvet warmth enveloped him, Vivita’s ash-gray eyes ignited with faint golden light.

"Mmm..."

A muffled cry of pain and ecstasy escaped her throat as her arms instinctively locked around Ashu’s neck.

"The Divine Mother Goddess blesses our union. Oh, sacred be Her name..."

Vivita’s breathless invocation spurred Ashu’s vigor.

"Vivita. Let us... relocate?" he gasped between thrusts, a devious idea forming.

Lost in rapture, she gave no response.

With a resigned sigh, Ashu lifted her curvaceous frame and ascended the stone steps. He traversed the subterranean passage, emerged into shadowed chambers, and carried her through back corridors into the cathedral’s moonlit nave.

Though night reigned outside, the Divine Mother Goddess’ statue radiated a soft golden luminescence. Bracing himself beneath its gaze, Ashu laid Vivita before the sacred effigy and surrendered to release.

Golden light erupted from Vivita’s eyes until even the sweat glistening on her alabaster skin shimmered with ethereal luminescence. Her entire being radiated an otherworldly grace, as if she carried celestial blood within her veins, transcending mortal beauty.

At that precise moment,

A system notification echoed in Ashu’s mind.

[Vivita Taan has acquired: Holy First Night]

[Critical Return! Vessel granted: The Night of Divine Benediction!]

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Ashu silently accessed the system interface, his fingers tracing the glowing runes. The rebound mechanics revealed themselves - any who shared carnal union with him would experience deepened faith, receiving amplified divine protection and blessings.

"I’m turning into a fucking cult patriarch," Ashu mused darkly. The irony wasn’t lost on him. After assassinating the Kidopriest last month, he’d unexpectedly gained the Cidi Sect’s signature skill - [Lust’s Crescendo], capable of inducing instant climax through mere touch. Now this new ability from the Divine Matriarch’s doctrine - [The Night of Divine Benediction] - combined with his existing powers could forge an entirely new heretical path.

"Ashu Your Excellency..." Vivita’s radiance dimmed as she regained composure, strands of damp hair clinging to her flushed neck. "We should continue. Dawn approaches, and I intend to maximize our...devotions before my departure."

He had no reason to refuse.

...

Their entwined shadows stretched across the Divine Matriarch’s marble effigy until crimson dawn breached the horizon. As the first solar rays gilded the cathedral’s stained glass, Ashu guided Vivita to their final crescendo.

"I must go," she breathed, rose-tinted cheeks contradicting her attempt at solemnity. When Ashu remained seated, his gaze fixed on the distant oak doors - doors that might as well have been chained shut for all his ability to leave - she added softly, "No need for farewells."

Her parting kiss lingered like sacramental wine. As Vivita reassembled her vestments with practiced efficiency, she vowed: "If the transfer orders prove false, I return at once. If genuine...the mission won’t keep me long." The memory of sanctified passion - divine approval burning through every caress - already ached in her bones. "Expect my recommendation for your consecration as Diocesan Bishop."

Can’t escape the church? Then rule it. The logic pleased him. While not the highest ecclesiastical rank, controlling the regional diocese offered strategic advantages.

"Gratitude," Ashu smirked, adjusting his disheveled cassock. "When enthroned, do visit your devoted servant often."

Vivita’s laugh carried promises as she strode toward daylight, though Ashu noted the subtle tremor in the Demon-Hunting Nun’s steps - a testament to their marathon of blessed debauchery. Not that he fared better.

Even with his [Passive Blessing: Sustained Healing] and [Nature’s Absorption Technique] replenishing stamina, the nun’s augmented physique nearly drained him to husk.

Ashu adjusted his robes and slumped before the Divine Matriarch’s marble effigy. Confinement to the cathedral shackled his ambitions - no clandestine operations, no strategic maneuvers. Only endless hours awaiting devotees’ prayers or meditating in shadowed alcoves.

His magical essence flickered, cleansing traces of their nocturnal activities from the flagstones. The cleansing sigil barely dissipated when familiar silhouettes darkened the arched entrance.

"Ashu!"

Anna’s crimson locks whipped through the nave as she crashed into him, her Tier XII spiritual senses already dissecting the sanctuary. The nun’s brutal handiwork in the crypt - two mangled corpses - momentarily stilled her trembling.

"That battle-holy bitch lives up to her reputation," she breathed, scanning empty transepts. "Where’s our sanctified executioner?"

"Gone at dawn," Ashu shrugged. "Ecclesiastical orders from the capital."

"Divine intervention!" Leia chimed from the doorway, her alchemical satchels clinking. "With Cidi’s bishop and Midaldas eliminated, we’re finally-"

"Not entirely." Ashu’s fingers brushed the cursed brand beneath his collar. "Midaldas’ death curse bound me to Cidi’s altar. Only the Matriarch’s judgment preserved this ’Luminous Saint.’" He gestured bitterly at the glowing restraints around his ankles. "My gilded cage."

Anna’s emerald eyes hardened. "That thrice-damned viper!" Her nails carved crescents into his arm before softening. "We’ll overwrite the curse through Cidi’s own rites. Daily ritual communion," her thumb traced his pulse point, "augmented by... live sacrifices."

The solution mirrored Vivita’s proposal, though darker. Ashu’s lips twisted. "Use death row inmates. I’ll stomach corruption if it burns these chains."

"Careful, heretic." Leia’s warning carried unease. "Each sacrifice etches Cidi’s mark deeper."

"Better tainted than entombed."

As the witches debated, Anna suddenly pressed against his chest, inhaling sharply. "You reek of sanctified musk," she accused, pupils dilating. "Don’t tell me you spent all your reserves on that holy harlot."

"Vivita’s... methodology proved dual-natured." Ashu caught her wandering hand. "Cidi’s taint intertwined with the Matriarch’s blessing."

Anna’s grin turned feral. "Then let’s test if this saint can channel both!"

Though every muscle screamed protest, Ashu hauled her behind the towering effigy. Dawn’s light already gilded the rose window - the open space before the effigy would soon swarm with worshippers. Their sacred transactions belonged to the night.