Reborn as A Holy Knight (Remake) Volume 1 Chapter 6 (Patreon)

Chapter 6 – Blessings and Mission Part 1

Alma and I fucked until dawn, but eventually, she ran out of energy and fell asleep.

I was totally fine, but after Alma went to sleep, she was really dead asleep. Not even a twitch at all.

It was as if she had totally ran out of fuel. Well, that was to be expected.

Both of us were covered in various bodily fluids, which was normal, but as we didn’t want to wake up with our bodies sticky and the room smelling lewd, I cast [Holy Purification] on us before going to bed.

Our bodies and the bed are now both clean and dry.

I also cleaned my and Alma’s underwear with [Holy Purification].

Around noon, I somehow felt Alma woke up, waking me up as well.

“Fuaah… Sir Alfred… Good morning…”

Saying that, Alma slowly rose.

“Oh my…”

The sheet that was hanging over her was flung open as she raised herself up.

I saw her full, shapely breasts, which were without a hit of clothing, but Alma just smiled a little wryly and made no particular effort to hide them.

The white skin which shone as they absorbed the sunlight coming in through the window, the magnificent tits reflecting the bright light, and the priestess’s face with a slightly embarrassed yet somehow relaxed smile. They were all erotic in their own way.

…huh?

If I remember right after waking up, my meat rod was healthy and perking due to the usual physiological phenomenon called morning wood, but somehow it started to lose its tension when I saw Alma in her figure?

“Ah…!!”

Suddenly, Alma raised her voice in surprise.

When I turn my eyes to her after putting aside my thing that couldn’t stand up for the moment, I saw Alma’s figure, seeming kind of stunned.

“Uhm, Alma…?”

I called, but Alma didn’t seem to notice my question and started rubbing her own stomach gently.

“Uuuu…”

Tears began to spill from Alma’s eyes.

And in the voice and expression that leaked out, I could feel a slight sense of joy.

“Sir… Alfred… “

With tears streaming down her face and her mouth trembling, Alma turned to me.

“Alma, what’s wro-”

“Sir Alfred!”

Before I could finish my question, Alma hugged me joyfully.

The two of us were still naked, so I was able to directly feel the smoothness of her skin and the warmth of her body after waking up from sleep.

“Uwaaaa, Sir Alfreeeed…”

Alma, who hugged me, began to cry even more as if a dam had broke inside of her.

“Ugh… hiccup… Sir… Alfred…… thank you…… fugu! Ugh…… thank you…… uuuuuuu…….”

I couldn’t quite swallow the situation, but I gently stroked her head after hugging her tightly.

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“I’m sorry for being so in distraught earlier…”

Alma, sitting on the bed, said to me.

She looked apologetic and small.

After our embrace, Alma cried for more than 10 minutes.

Then, when she calmed down to some extent, we sat side by side on the bed and leaned against the wall.

It was too much trouble to get dressed, so we both decided to cover ourselves with the sheets.

With this, we couldn’t see each other naked, but as we were still completely bare under the sheets, I could feel Alma’s warmth and that little weight from her soft skin that was close to mine, which made me feel a little at peace.

(Since we’re huddled together, it would be nice if Alma could also find the same comfort…)

As I was thinking this, we leaned side by side, and there was a period of silence.

It was a very relaxing moment, but suddenly Alma opened her mouth.

“Sir Alfred, may I tell you a little about my past?”

Without waiting for my reply, she began to speak softly.

“You see, I had a husband and a child.”

I gulped at the sudden bombshell.

I was too surprised that I didn’t speak up.

But it seems that my flustered expression was exposed, as when I suddenly looked at Alma, she was giving me a self-mocking smile.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry that an old woman like me, a woman who has already gotten pregnant once, was the first to receive the holy knight’s first sexual experience.”

“No, no, I don’t really mind… But is that okay? Well, you know, if your husband and children knew…”

“They passed away a long time ago.”

“Oh… I’m sorry…”

I’m an idiot.

How should I put it… in this era where “humans” were on the brink of extinction, I should have understood that working as a priestess here alone should have meant the person had been through many complications.

However, Alma continued her story without seeming to be particularly concerned.

“Both my husband and son died in the last war. But since I was young at the time, upon receiving the news that they passed away, I was ordered to have a child with another man.”

“No way…”

“Fufu. Don’t look like that. At that time, we were fighting for the survival of humanity, so it was a woman’s mission to give birth to a child with an excellent man.”

This was unthinkable in the peaceful modern Japan.

“Of course, it would be a lie to say that I did not have any resistance to having relations with a man other than my husband and conceiving a child with him. But at the time, my sense of duty was stronger than my resistance, so I agreed. However… I could not bear a child.”

Alma lowered her eyes sadly.

“You see, around when I was giving birth to the child with my husband when he was still alive, I was put in a critical condition for a while, and when I recovered, they told me that I must have had an abnormality in my organ that produces children. I was only able to confirm this for real when I was unable to produce a child with my new partner.”

Because there is magic in this world, most injuries and illnesses can be cured easily.

However, this is only if there are excellent users of recovery magic.

“The war was getting increasingly intense at the time, so all of the best mages were close to the front lines. Because of this, no one who was able to heal me. The moment I realized this, I gave up childbearing and became a priestess of the Fertility Goddess, so that I can still be of service to them all.”

Amongst the many gods you could worship, why choose Xaneela? Thankfully, I didn’t dare to ask the question beforehand.

It was no doubt that Alma, who can no longer have children, chose to serve Xaneela, for she is the one in charge of child-making.

She must have been wishing that impossible wish inside her heart.

“I was really set at that time. I thought I would continue to take care of those seeking the blessings of the fertility goddess until I grew old and that I would die alone at the end of my life. I was prepared for that. But…”

Alma broke off and looked at me, her expression changing.

The tears that had been welling up began to flow again and run down her cheeks.

“Sir Alfred. I’m pregnant.”

That was the reason for her tears.

I naturally pulled her into my arms.

She obediently allowed herself to be hugged by me, and I embraced her tenderly.

Through our skin-to-skin contact, we could feel each other’s warmth and the gentle sound of our heartbeats.

“Thank you, Alma.”

I naturally expressed my gratitude to the woman who would soon give birth to my child.

 Alma did not connect with me because she wanted a child.

As a priestess of the Fertility Goddess, she slept with me because she thought she should set an example for others.

It was not that she did not want to enjoy sex, which she had not been able to do for many years, but after hearing my Divine Skill, it couldn’t help for her to still hope for a child, even for a bit.

After the war ended, the number of talented mages decreased dramatically, making it impossible for Alma to receive treatment for anything other than life-threatening injuries and illnesses.

Even so, Alma’s dedication was recognized, and she was called to the temple in the royal capital.

At that time, she was examined by a high-ranking priest.

However, perhaps because it had been too long since her body was damaged, the diagnosis was that she could no longer be cured with existing magic.

But the divine protection of the Goddess is different.

After activating the Divine Skill, it easily cured Alma’s body and even made her pregnant instantly.

To be precise, she was still in the fertilization stage, but it seems that when the fertilized egg of a holy knight was placed in her womb, she somehow understood what was going on.

Normally, fertilization doesn’t happen overnight, but I guess it depends on the ability of the holy knight.

I am so glad that I was reborn a holy knight when I see Alma rubbing her belly with a happy smile on her face.

“Sir Alfred…”

However, Alma’s expression suddenly clouded over.

“What’s wrong?”

“I… will I be able to give birth to this child properly?”

“I’m sure it will be fine.”

“But…… I am almost thirty years old. I don’t know if an old woman like me, moreover, one who has defects in her body, can still be able to properly give birth to the child of our esteemed Holy Knight…”

There are no mages in this town who can assist in safe childbirth, making the births dependent on old-fashioned midwives.

Normally, I can understand why Alma would be worried. But.

“I’ll be fine. Xaneela has given me her blessing.”

“The Fertility Goddess?”

“Yes. That’s why Alma will give birth to a healthy boy, no matter what.”

“A healthy…boy…”

“Yes. You will give birth to a boy who will look a lot like you. He will be very handsome.”

“He’ll look a lot like me…”

“So don’t worry about anything. Just think about what will make you and your child happy.”

“My baby’s… happiness…… uuu…….”

Alma’s shoulders shook again, and she began to cry.

“Do I still have the right to be this happy?”

“Of course.”

“I, who has lost my husband and son in the war, and have lived a life of idleness without having any new children, do I still deserve to be happy?”

“I don’t mean to sound clichéd, but I think you deserve the most to be happy. For your husband, and for your son as well.”

“For my husband and my son…”

“Besides, if Alma isn’t happy, her unborn child won’t be either, right?”

“Oh…”

Alma’s face scrunched up, tears streaming down her face.

“It’s the role of a holy knight to make the women he meets happy. Don’t worry. No matter what happens, I will be there for you.”

“Uuuu… Sir Alfreeed!!”

The crying priestess jumped to me in tears. I held her firmly in my arms.

Yes. It is my mission as a holy knight to make these women happy.

“Sir Alfred…”

I put my hand on Alma’s cheek, who looked up at me as if she was clinging to me, and gently wiped away the tears that flowed unceasingly.

I brought my face close to hers and kissed her.

It was a shallow kiss, just a touch on the lips.

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