In This Confinement Novel, the Maid Doesn’t Change the Original - Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Translator: Yonnee

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Then, standing there was a middle-aged man wearing the same attire as the priest from earlier.

It wasn’t strange for priests to be moving about in the temple. Of course, she hadn’t expected one to speak to her.

“You seem to be a servant who came for the inauguration. The waiting room is on the first floor.”

Saying he would guide her if she was lost, the man came closer and closer. He seemed to have noticed that Adeline was a servant, but apparently didn’t realize she was with Sien’s group.

No matter how much Adeline had become known because of Sien, not everyone knew her face.

And even if they did, it wouldn’t have changed the current situation.

“……”

Adeline slowly turned her head and looked back toward the window.

Meanwhile, the priest had already come close, pressing his body right up to her and gripping her hip.

‘Priests don’t seem to treat maids much differently.’

Seeing how he so boldly laid a hand on a servant, the likelihood that this man was also a noble was high.

When she’d overheard other houses’ maids talking, they’d said it was common for even their own masters to pounce on them at any time.

Adeline hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should break the man’s hand.

But she couldn’t, because of the wall of social status.

If it had been Sien’s order, she wouldn’t have hesitated to break his wrist.

“Shall we go, then?”

When Adeline stayed silent, the man pressed her as if to urge her along.

Whether he truly meant to show her the way, or had another intention…

It was probably the latter. By now, the man’s hand was gripping Adeline’s behind.

At least it was fortunate that she could feel someone else’s presence not far off.

“Reverend Hamel, were you here?”

Another priest, who had just come up the stairs, greeted the priest beside Adeline as if he knew him. Only then did the priest hurriedly pull his hand away from Adeline.

“The inauguration will start soon. The High Priest is looking for priests who have left their posts.”

“Ah, I’ll go now.”

Hamel the priest’s voice was full of regret. It seemed he was very disappointed to let Adeline go just like this.

Maybe because Adeline hadn’t outright rejected him, he looked toward her, as if he was thinking of making plans with her after the inauguration.

“……?”

But Adeline was already gone.

“Hey, you. Didn’t you see the woman who was just here?”

Flustered, Hamel looked around and asked the priest who had come to fetch him. The priest tilted his head and replied,

“Was someone here?”

Because Hamel had been blocking Adeline with his body, she hadn’t been visible from where the other priest stood.

“N-Never mind. If you didn’t see, that’s fine.”

Hamel replied in a bewildered voice.

As soon as Adeline disappeared, Sien, who had been at the inauguration hall, lifted his head and looked up toward the third floor where she had just been.

As if to check the face of the priest who had just harassed Adeline.

* * *

Having slipped away from the priest without any trouble, Adeline had already reached her destination, the sixth floor.

As originally planned, Adeline had traveled along the ceiling, lying between the sixth level’s floor and the fifth level’s ceiling, confirming if there were any signs of presence below. Only after confirming there was no one in the hallway did she open the ceiling and quietly poke her head down.

Adeline’s long hair, unable to resist gravity, hung down in a long line.

Thud.

Adeline dropped all the way down from the ceiling and walked along the hallway, checking the doors lined up on either side.

‘The archive…’

And finally, she arrived at the door labeled ‘Archive’ in imperial script.

The only problem was, she could hear voices leaking out from inside the archive.

“Nnngh! Haang! Aaah…!”

“Ha, do you want my seed that badly? Then squeeze tighter down there.”

“……”

To be exact, the sounds of others having intercourse.

Adeline narrowed her eyes and stared at the archive door. It wasn’t particularly surprising. She had just been sexually harassed by a priest herself.

Things like this were all too common in this place.

Should she wait until they were finished?

Adeline scratched her cheek with an indifferent face as she hesitated.

At that moment, she heard a familiar name from inside.

“You can do it, can’t you? Claire.”

* * *

Because the hem of her dress that had been covering her ankles was now pushed up above her hips, Claire’s fair buttocks were completely exposed.

Beneath them, her lower lips were tightly biting down on a ferocious organ.

“It’s… It’s too big…”

Claire let out a complaint that was hardly a complaint.

Her entrance, trying to take in the large organ, was stretched open tight.

Even so, the man pretended not to hear and kept moving his hips. Her inner walls were forcibly pushed apart, and wetness splattered at the point they were joined.

Claire’s breasts and cheeks, pressed hard against the door, were crushed out of shape. As the dark red shaft ceaselessly filled and stretched her inner walls, Claire’s eyes rolled back.