Cless tried to resist but Marion was stronger. And every time she was touched by the spy, her resistances weakened. Cless felt Marion more and more friendly. She wasn't even too angry that she stole her first kiss.

> You gained 24,915 Experience Points.

"Ohh!" Marion moaned. "Your lips are DIVINE, Holy Maiden!" She kissed Cless again. Damn triple pleasure.

> You gained 23,776 Experience Points.

Holy sh... How high is her level? Or was when it began? Cless separated her lips from the other woman but Marion hungrily went for more and also untied Cless' robes.

> You gained 21,578 Experience Points.

"Stop it!" Cless asked.

Marion was running her hand inside her robe, deftly removing the straps of her brigandine. She went for a third kiss. Soon she felt a hand slipping inside her armor, going down over her belly. She struggled and felt the resistance from Marion weakening at the same time she found an odd thought that it might be nice to let Marion touch her. The fake nun was losing levels fast. Well, her lips were already taken but she would protect the other parts. Cless held Marion's arm and went for a series of short kisses, pecks on the other woman's lips. Each time she heard the notification and each time she knew she was gaining on Marion as the levels lost also drained her Stats.

She allowed her Skill to bloom and went for Marion's unprotected crotch. FIght fire with fire, she rationalized. As she touched the other woman, she triggered the full power and sent the spy into a full-blown climax.

Marion screamed and Cless went for the catch-and-release style of teasing that would trigger her B-rank Skill several times. The woman became putty in her hands, figuratively. She was afraid of even looking back to see what Trevor was doing. She released Marion to let the woman fall in a heap on the ground. After draining the spy enough, Cless heard the last notification play.

> You drained 19,981 Experience Points.

Doing a quick calculation since this one was easy, Cless rounded up and multiplied that Exp by fifteen. Three hundred thousand, enough for a former level twenty-five. Marion was now a first tier nobody.

"Well, well. I've never seen that woman scream so loudly. You really must have divine hands, Holy Maiden," Trevor finally spoke, making Cless lose the opportunity of checking her status.

Cless turned around to see the man naked. She paled and her eyes darted for a way out. Level a hundred-ninety. Ninety-something. The appraiser was what? She couldn't remember anymore. The fear of being a victim of that man was overwhelming her.

"Don't be scared, little Holy Maiden. I'm sending you to heaven," He delivered some cheesy line Cless totally ignored. "There is no escape from here. Come, let's hear the angels sing!"

"Holy Barrier!"

Trevor surrounded the tent with a cage made of glowing golden light. Even the floor. Cless moved and found the bars to be solid. Shit, shit, shit. What could she do?

"I don't want it!" She tried to talk.

"But this is the will of the One God! I am the High Inquisitor, one closest to the Lord! I heard his commandments and declare this to be His will!"

She was almost snarling to tell him to cut the crap as both of them knew that this One God was a hoax. A thought ran on her head. Why not drain this fool dry of his Exp as well? Every ten touches she could halve his Exp total.

"No, High Inquisitor. Wait. Don't do this. Please!"

"Here I come, Holy Maiden!"

He moved faster than what Cless could see, grabbed her by the waist and tossed the girl on the bed. All she could do was brush her hand against him and see if her Skill would trigger. It didn't. Damn. She thought about the possibilities.

"High Inquisitor, did you fight any Infernal? Please tell me a story of your glorious battles!"

She needed to gain any scrap of time. Her mind was muddled with fear. Cless tried to calm herself but she couldn't. Her Skill was named [Succubus' Kiss]. That was her best guess. But Trevor seemed talkative. Like a cat, he wanted to toy with his prey. Even for someone three times her level, Cless' powers of persuasion were nothing to scoff at. A hundred Charisma went into play as she convinced him to talk.

"Yes, of course! I almost went with the seven heroes to the Infernal Realm, to kill the devil! But I fought many a Demon myself!"

Cless clapped her hands as she retreated until she was against the headboard. Trevor sat on the edge of the bed, clearly displaying his gifts to her. But a few days after facing off against the orcs, she was not impressed.

"Please tell me! How did you resist their Infernal powers? With the One God's blessings?"

Trevor laughed. "Clever, clever Cless. Yes. The High Inquisitor Class has a technique called Sanctity of Body. It blocks any demonic power from affecting me."

Her only weapon nullified. There was no way she could force him to make a contract now, and she noticed that 'safe' was too vague a notion. She should've used 'unharmed' instead. Her first agreement was almost useless, there was too much time until midnight. The man needed less than a minute to truly hurt her. She wouldn't go through that terror again.

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She thought of a solution. The second agreement was still in place. She had to make him hit her. How? She had to defy him, try to buy time. Get away from there.

"You won't touch me, hypocrite!" Cless moved but he practically flew over the bed and grabbed her. Damn. "Let go!"

She bit him and he slapped her.

> You gained 10 stat points from your contract.

She was not amused by the notification. Cless flew off the bed and landed on the bars. She heard a rib creak but not break. Throwing a Heal on herself quickly, she stood up.

"Now come here and give me a kiss," He pointed down. "And be a good girl or I'll break your bones and then have my way with you!"

Cless frowned but she had no choice but to move. If she played her cards right, his technique should be invalidated now. It was her only hope. Without a choice, she moved her hands to touch the thing. He held her hand firmly, hurting her.

> You gained 10 stat points from your contract.

Payback is a bitch. The first contract was working. She was sure that she wouldn't allow herself to be slapped for a single stat point but maybe her values were skewed. Anyway, this meant that his absurd power to be shared with everyone.

"I said kiss. No hands!" He pushed her away, clearly enjoying making her submit.

Cless felt the bile rise up her throat. With how high his Stats were, she was not sure he would be incapacitated like the Orc King. Besides, she was also on his line of fire. She turned off the instant climax. Without a choice, she approached him slowly, not bothering to even check if he would move or not. She was not fast enough to react so why bother?

"I want you to tell me one thing before I kiss you, High Inquisitor. Could you grant a question to me?"

Trevor grabbed her chin and forced her to kiss him down there. "After I'm done with you, girl."

> You gained 128,577 Experience Points. You gained 10 stat points.

He made a strange sound with his voice but she wiped it away from her mind. Cless pulled away and he let her.

"There, I kissed it. Now answer my question!" She wanted to spit and wash her mouth with lye. "Who are my parents?"

"Ha! That's a nice question. But one I won't answer. I want to see you squirm, little girl! Now come here!" He came to grab her again. Too fast, too strong.

No wonder his magic sucked, this guy had a combat build. And a focused one. She resisted but he kissed her lips. Another drain. She moved her hand and touched him down there. Another. He wailed as if each time he was drained his rational mind faded. She had to be fast or he'd break her. She tried the opposite approach.

"Ah! High Inquisitor! I see the folly of my ways. Please let me serve you, my lord."

He slapped her and she felt her jaw dislodge. "Silence, bitch! I am the one that tells you what to do!"

> You gained 10 stat points from your contract.

She reached out and touched him again. Another slap. This one she was able to see coming but not to evade. Cless tried to touch him again and he grabbed her hand. She couldn't speak.

> You gained 10 stat points from your contract.

"Do it right!" He pressed himself against her hand and forced her to grab it. Fifth drain. She had to remove her hand from him to count as another interaction but he didn't let her. He just moved her hand himself.

With the other hand, Cless pushed her jaw back in place. She mumbled a shortened chant for Heal and found Trevor so engrossed in the act that he didn't even notice. Instead of pulling, she squeezed. He shouted and punched her.

> You gained 10 stat points from your contract.

Cless tried to bob her head away but could only limit the damage. At least she was able to release her hand. She went with the other and got the sixth drain.

"You have too many clothes on you, Holy Maiden!"

He ripped her robes and yanked the brigandine. She tried to cover herself but he was still too strong. She sneaked a touch. Seventh. She wouldn't gain Exp now but he would still lose a lot of levels. Asshole of an Inquisitor.

"Interesting piece of armor." He snapped the leather straps holding her brass-iere and pulled it away. "Beautiful!" He stopped to stare at her. Eighth, Ninth and Tenth.

He touched her chest. Eleventh. "Divine! Why there's such perfection in a marred body?"

Trevor moaned and the thing twitched. Cless grabbed it and twisted it away from her. Twelfth. Just in time as he shot something she didn't want to know what on the headboard. She swapped hands and triggered the full power of the B-rank Skill she inherited from the gnomes. Thirteenth. He was completely out of control, twitching. She was aiming at the other side of the bed, away from her. As if she would let that filthy squirt touch her.

Cless removed herself from under him but kept switching the hands on him. She narrowed her eyes and let her anger fly at the heap of a man next to her. Twentieth. Twenty-one. Twenty-two. He should've lost a hundred levels by now. Maybe she could kill him.

Death was too good a thing for this trash.

She was going to reduce him to nothing. And that was what she did. Unable to even form a single word, completely drowned in the power of her Skill, Cless destroyed the former High Inquisitor. After she was sure he was reduced down to level nobody because her Skill started to drain 0 Experience, she pushed him away and rebuild her robes. The cage of light was still there. That sucked bad.

She felt [Dangersense] tingle and moved to a side, turning around and watching as Marion tried to stab her with the sword she took from the guard. Cless dodged the sword and grabbed her wrist. She twisted and Marion dropped the weapon. Cless kept twisting until she heard the bones snap. She broke the other arm and stared at the nun she used to respect and love.

"Now if you don't want me to break every single bone in your body, you'll talk. Nod if you understand me."

Marion nodded. Cless used a Mending to stop the bleeding but the low healing spell couldn't fix bones. She pointed at a chair. Marion sat and Cless picked a place where she could see Trevor.

"What do you want, Cless?" Marion asked, clearly in pain from her broken limbs.

"The truth. Are you a spy for the Church?"

"Yes. Please heal me! It hurts!" The woman was shedding copious tears, but Cless had zero fucks for her.

"Who is the other spy?"

"A boy named Lyle. But he failed. Heal me, please! I'll tell you anything."

Cless was shocked. Lyle was a spy? But how? She grew up with him. Lyle was always Lyle. She recovered from her shock and decided that torture was not her thing, even though abusing the [Succubus' Kiss] could be considered as such. She was a hypocrite, but who wasn't? At least she was alive.

"Anything? I want to make a deal with you. I'll heal you and you will give me your Skill. Then you will tell me everything I want to know and when we are done, I'll let you go but you will do your best to forget about me. Do we have a deal?"

"Yes! Heal me please, it hurts too much!"

> Contract made. You gained the C-rank Skill [Seductress' Charm]: Unlocks Charisma. Automatic Proficiency in Flirting, Sexual Technique and Etiquette. After each romantic or erotic interaction, shift the target's reaction one step in your favor.

So that is why she submitted to Marion. The bitch was messing with her mind!

After her Skill triggered, sealing the contract, Cless went around the table and healed Marion, setting the bones back in place. She returned to her seat and continued to ask her questions.

"How could Lyle be a spy? How was it possible?"

"His Skill lets him take over the body of whoever kills him. I came to the town with him, his name was not Lyle. We took a baby boy the same age as you and made the boy kill him to take over the body. Then he lived as the baby all these years."

Cless threw up. That was too much. And she helped him! She gave him Stat points. Next time she found Lyle, he would die."

"How can I kill Lyle without him taking over my body?"

"Ha! Happy that your boyfriend was a traitor? He is as good as dead. The Inquisition could not get information about you even though you were that close and now he is rotting in an oubliette with no chance of escaping!"

Lyle didn't tell them about her... The contract! Of course he couldn't, he was bound by her Skill! Cless sighed relieved. She remembered something about her latest terms.

"Did you use mind magic to get the information out of his head?"

"Yes. It came empty. It was as if he didn't know you."

Cless would've cheered if she wasn't as cross as she was. "And that is why Trevor rushed to get here. To link up with you and get the information."

Marion looked at Cless as if she was an idiot. "Yes. Any more questions?"

"Why did the Church keep such a watch on me?"

Marion spat. "Because of your stupid parents. You should've never existed!"