"Sir Arthur, we've arrived." The petite Archbishop exclaimed. She only wore a white leotard, showing off her cleavage nicely.
"Welcome, Sana." I greeted politely while squeezing Beatrice's breasts, which were bouncing wildly because she rode me.
Sana smiled happily back at me and entered the bathroom, which was now full of the pink fog from Beatrice's <Arousal Scent>, with the people from the border city. Mia, the green-haired nun, followed shyly behind them. And Lucy stayed outside, pinching her nose.
For some reason, Sana was alone. I thought she would be with Ertha.
"Where is Ertha?" I asked her curiously.
Sana blushed and averted her gaze.
"Ertha... Is sick." She admitted softly. "I'm sorry, Sir Arthur. Not even my Holy Magic can help her recover right now. We gave her some medicine and waited for her to recover."
'What a shame.' I thought. 'I can probably cure her, but I can't leave the mansion right now.'