Pastor's Tantra

"You can just go ahead and get promoted."

Isabel said briskly: "I should still be some distance away from the fifth level...but it won't be too far. I won't be pulled down too far by you, and I will never hold you back -"

——Such confident and unswerving words were words that the "Lulu" Aiwass met for the first time would never dare to say.

Aleister was in a daze.

It turns out that it has been so long...

"I only discovered it recently," Isabel said, stuffing Aiwass's bottled soul back into her chest, "I actually still have the potential for the path of love..."

"……What?"

Aleister was stunned for a moment.

According to Aiwass’s memories of her previous life, Isabel should be a complete transcendent in the path of beauty, right?

Under the training of Aiwass in this life, Isabel gradually gained the adaptability to the authoritarian path. But she did not step into the path of authoritarianism...she set an example by setting an example and being a pioneer in opening up the path.

Isabel is a flag herself and people are paying attention to her.

If she becomes a queen on the authoritarian path...then the policies she pursues may not be able to be implemented.

People will say things like, "Look, even Her Majesty the Queen herself can't help but go back to the authoritarian path. I guess the authoritarian path is still the best choice." Then they breathe a sigh of relief and go back to the road again.

Suddenly, Aleister opened his eyes slightly.

She suddenly reacted——

The power that can revive the dead land of Avalon comes from the power of flowers inherited in Isabel's bloodline and the inheritance of flowers she masters.

But although her mother is the half-elf Enelise Flowers, her own strength is not strong enough. Betinadia Flowers, who is most likely the mother of Inelise, is strong enough, but the elven blood in Isabel is too weak... With only a quarter of the elven blood, the power of Flowers in her body is basically impossible. There is no awakening.

And the ritual of purifying the bloodline undoubtedly belongs to the path of love.

Isabel in another world line sacrificed her fertility in that forbidden ritual... and fertility also belongs to the path of love. But generally speaking, just fertility should not be able to make a person suddenly become so strong, from the original mediocre level to the intensity that can participate in the Tiansi War.

Unless, what Isabel sacrificed was not her fertility at all...but her entire path of love.

In other words, her whole self that belongs to the path of love—one-ninth of her complete soul! Now it seems that it is the second most powerful self after the path of beauty. And this ritual itself should be related to the secret method of abandoning the self ten times...

No wonder Isabel in that world line would become a ruthless, tearless, self-disciplined and indifferent iron-blooded queen.

No wonder Aiwass always felt that Isabel had strong desires and showed a considerable degree of enthusiasm and curiosity in Morgan's Wonderful House.

——This is clearly a clear manifestation of the path of love! It's just that Aiwass didn't expect Isabel to be adaptable to the path of love, so he didn't think about it at all.

"Alai."

Isabel requested: "Can you become...that little girl? That's the one I saw in my dream."

"Do you want to hug me?"

Aleister tilted his head and replied cheerfully: "It's not impossible."

She is quite happy now...not because Isabel is pregnant, nor because Isabel's child named "Aleister" is about to be born, but because Aiwass will no longer quarrel with her for this reason.

Then, Aleister's body suddenly shattered.

"Aiwass" who was originally holding Isabel behind her turned into a little girl clinging to her.

Isabel picked up Aleister, held her in front of her and took a deep breath: "I finally see you in reality... so cute! It would be great if my future children are as cute as you!"

"Be careful! Be careful! Don't use so much force!"

Aleister was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, lest he accidentally elbowed Isabel, the fourth-level moon child's body, which was almost as strong as a sliding shovel to destroy a tank. And Isabel is a crispy mage after all...

Morgan's blessing can only be used once... When Aiwass reaches the fifth level, her blessing may not be easy to use. In other words, The Child in Isabel’s Belly is basically out of print, and it is considered a limited edition that is basically impossible to reproduce.

"Don't worry, I've got it covered."

Isabel said briskly: "I am more or less a fourth-level transcendent...don't underestimate me.

"Speaking of this... I have a new understanding of "Puppet Mask Tantra". Now I can wear other people's masks. Do you want to give it a try?"

"……so smart?"

Aleister in Isabel's arms suddenly became excited: "Let me see!"

"OK."

Isabel said briskly, stretched out her hand to grab in the void, and a white mask appeared out of thin air.

Then she put the mask on her face.

Aleister felt that the softness on his back suddenly became hard, and he turned around in surprise: "Whose mask is this..."

But soon, Aleister was held down by a pair of strong hands and turned over.

Both of her arms were held by Isabel and pinned to the bed. And she didn't dare to resist at all, for fear of accidentally hurting Isabel.

"This is……"

Aleister's eyes widened.

The clothes were still the same as before - but the person inside the pajamas had become another person she was very familiar with.

——It’s Aiwass!

Even Aleister himself couldn't tell whether it was Aiwass or not. From appearance to body shape to temperament, even the temperature of the palms are the same...

Even more than that -

Aleister also clearly sensed a resonance from the "Aiwass" opposite.

Although the real Aiwass is still sleeping in the Theocracy at this moment, the person played by Isabel is also the real body of Pope Aiwass! This also allowed her to break away from her fragile body and directly gain more powerful physical strength.

"wait wait wait……"

Aleister immediately blushed.

She turned her head and shouted in a low voice: "Your clothes are too weird... When will I wear women's clothes like this!"

"——Why did it become 'me' now?"

That "Aiwass" said leisurely: "Aren't you Aleister?"

"I……"

Aleister was speechless for a moment.

Afterwards, Aiwass kept riding on Aleister, reached out and took off the translucent pajamas that belonged to Isabel, and threw them on the floor aside.

He held the bottled soul on his chest and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "You want this, right?"

"...Do you feel it?" Aleister was not very surprised.

"Because I noticed your gaze."

Isabel, who was playing Aiwass, said gently: "I know the look in Aiwass's eyes when he wants something. Since Aiwass gave this thing to me, it should belong to me. Right? So if I want to give it away again, I can...right?"

"……Yes!"

Aleister nodded vigorously.

And "Aiwas" smiled, took off his necklace, and put the bottled soul on the small round table beside the bed: "Then it is yours. As for why, I won't ask."

Aleister was about to reach out, but Aiwass grasped her wrist again and raised it above her head.

"But, before that..."

Isabel said slowly.

She realized what Isabel was trying to do.

"...Wait, wait, this doesn't work! This is too weird!"

Aleister felt as if his brain was burned off: "This is obviously my own body...but...I am me...but you are you...our relationship..."

If this happened in Star Antimony, Aleister would probably be elated - but less than half a day after she left Star Antimony, the chaotic yet urgent desire that filled her brain had dissipated. Today's Aleister is not at all as crazy and lusty as he was in Star Antimony... He is even a little shy.

"So, you don't like it?"

Aiwass's gentle voice rang in her ears, and at this time, Aleister imagined Isabel's voice simultaneously in his mind: "If you don't want to, of course I won't force you."

——This word is like Aiwass.

"But……"

Aleister hesitated to speak, but closed his mouth angrily.

She closed her eyes like a broken jar and tilted her head slightly to one side.

Her favorite Aiwass overlaps with Aiwass's favorite Isabel... This makes Aleister, who has the path of love, simply unable to resist.

There was even a hint of expectation.

At this moment, Aiwass, who was caught between reality and dream, also felt that his body had merged with Isabel's consciousness. As long as he wants, he can bring his consciousness to this body at any time, as if it were his own clone.

The first moment he transferred his consciousness, he clearly saw Aleister and felt the softness and warmth of Aleister's skin in his hands.

"...the path of your love."

Aiwass shook his head helplessly. Maybe he could understand it in the past, but now that Aiwass, who has stripped away the path of love, looks like his two daughters are messing around.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out this complicated relationship.

——This is too burning. Burning in the sense of burning winter.

And Aiwass's body spoke again: "Don't you like it, Aiwass? If I guess correctly, the other you called 'Aiwass'... shouldn't exist for long, right?" Right? What is separated will eventually return, like a closed circle, the beginning is also the end...

"I am a greedy and jealous woman, Aiwass. I am afraid of loneliness and abandonment. Therefore, I don't want to share any of you. I want to completely possess you. But at the same time, I don't want you to There will be regrets.”

Isabel lowered her head slightly and pressed her forehead against Aleister’s forehead: “So, as long as I am involved, it will be fine.

"To Aiwass, I am Aleister; to Aleister, I am Aiwass. I am a twin mirror, reflecting the love that never meets and is mutually exclusive... …”

"Evans" murmured in a low voice, and the emerald light in his eyes overflowed - the original blue pupils of Aiwas were now as emerald as the tranquility of the lake, pure as a mirror.

Protect me, twin mirror. Isabel said in her heart.

Let me become a mirror... able to carry light and love.

She slowly loosened her grip on Aleister and hugged her gently. Let Aiwas's chin rest on the top of her head, and let Aleister's warm breath flow down along her collarbone.

"- I love you, Aiwas."

Her last sentence was like two people talking to two people at the same time.

There was only one voice, but it seemed to have aroused an echo.