Chapter 553 – Knight of the Holy Grail.
“It’s not your fault.”
Erene spoke with a sad expression on her face, but even those words seemed to Usher like a nail digging into her heart.
“If I had tried harder, I might have been able to find a route to escape.”
In order to make a plan to escape with Pirika, he had already looked around Pasiphenia and checked for places with weak security, but unfortunately, time was not on his side.
“No matter how rotten it may be, Pasiphenia was once a country that commanded all the surrounding countries. No matter how much the real power of the knights has weakened, and the soldiers have become weaker, their determined defense is not something to be taken lightly.”
Elain frowned and placed her hand on her waist as if scolding Usher.
“Now that Minos has taken control of the country, there is a rather efficient side to the group. Did you think it would be easy to escape the eyes of those people?”
Yes, he knew it well. No matter how much of a paladin he became, he was still a wizard or a demon lord.
‘If you are a teacher…’
And unless it is Krykalyov, who achieved a draw against him, it would be impossible to face the country alone.
‘Ugh?!’
‘Oh my, you bastard. What kind of monster do you think I am? How do you deal with a country by yourself?’
However, what came to mind as if scolding his thoughts was a memory from a trip he had once taken with Krikalev.
‘I told you so. If there are more than 10 people, run away.’
‘But if you have the skills…’
‘After that, 50, 100, and 10,000 people will come. Can you afford it?’
Usher, who was young, thought childishly that he could do anything as long as he was strong, but Krykalyov firmly cut it off, saying it was impossible.
‘No matter how strong a person is, he or she has limitations alone. If you think that’s possible, there’s one of two things. Either he is not human or he is a delusional psychopath.’
‘Then what can I do to protect Belka!’
He was desperate. Because her beloved girl was so beautiful and lovely that so many of her loved her and coveted her.
‘No matter how strong I become, if I end up losing to someone, what should I do…’
‘Hmm.’
That’s why he was desperate. In Farz, wasn’t it inevitable that the royal family wanted Belka, so they had no choice but to collapse in front of power? So does that mean he has no choice but to fight forever to protect the girl?
What did Krykalyov say then?
‘I have told you these things, so that in me, you may have peace. In this world you will have tribulation, but take heart. I have overcome the world.’
‘… What do you mean suddenly?’
Usher looked at him with wide eyes. I won the world. Who, as a human being, can say something like that?
‘These are words I found in an old document I was looking for.’
‘Surely, that counter or something?’
‘Gogeon was an ancient dark story.’
As Krykalyov spoke, he took out an old book.
‘What is this?’
‘This is a book that collects valuable items from among the artifacts I asked Jeremiah to interpret.’
Come to think of it, Krykalyov would always bring in writings on ruins, no matter how big or small, no matter how trivial, and ask Jeremiah to interpret them.
‘I wanted to complete this book somehow.’
‘Then why haven’t you returned to your hometown…?’
‘Yes, it is because of this.’
‘Why? What on earth is that book, that it stayed in Farz while leaving the so-called disciples alone?’
‘I don’t know.’
So does that mean he hasn’t moved for something he doesn’t even know about? Those questions were pushed up to his chin, but there was no way to say them out.
‘Nonetheless, one thing is certain: this book definitely contains the truth.’
‘If it’s true, isn’t it the Sephiroth tree or something?’
‘That’s close to a practice method. Even that is now a completely different item from the original.’
With that, Krikalev opened the book. At first glance, the content that came into view seemed like a lot of additions had been made in the middle, but the quality of the paper looked like it had been tattered in various places.
‘Okay, this is John 16.’
It was definitely a book.
‘Still, I wanted to complete this and give it to those who call me their teacher and follow me. It just won’t work anymore.’
‘… Uncle.’
‘Here, take it.’
At a moment when Usher was depressed because he thought it was his fault, Krykalyov handed the book to him.
‘Yes? But this…’
‘If you truly consider me a teacher and teacher, then please complete this book.’
He looked blankly at the book in Krikalev’s hand. It was a messy and crude appearance, but that made his efforts all the more visible.
‘But this is your book.’
‘No, it’s our book.’
‘Why, why me?’
Aren’t there a lot of people more trustworthy than you?
‘That doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are my disciple. So, please complete this book and teach it to other disciples.’
In the end, Usher accepted the book with great care, lest it be torn.
‘Then what is the name of this book?’
‘Well, there’s one thing that just comes to mind.’
‘What is it?’
‘Bible.’
Usher immediately ignored Elain, who continued to nag, and immediately turned over all the money and miscellaneous things that were piled up in his bag, found a book, and opened it.
“What’s happening all of a sudden?”
Eraine called out to him in confusion, but Usher was already opening another book next to him. That’s another book left behind by his father, Lancelot.
“… What is this?”
But those two different books made up just one book.
‘The fear of him is pure and endures forever, and all his commandments are true and righteous; they are more desirable than gold, even more desirable than much gold, sweeter than honey and the honeycomb.’
Even the content seems as if only someone’s name has been hidden and erased.
“John is really a person from 4,000 years ago?”
Unbelievably, all of it pointed to only one truth.
“Are you trying to take me to the Fuhrer?”
Pirika was still sick from the fishy and foul smell that remained in her mouth, and it felt like she was going to vomit at any moment, but she tried to push her down and asked Paris, who was leading her.
“…”
But she got no answer from him. Pirika’s anxiety grew even more.
‘… Even if you wonder, nothing will change.’
Soon, she gave up on her familiar despair. Because she already knew it herself. Aside from the tournament, the match where Mainades and Dimacaeri were replaced was clearly a warning to Pirica.
‘Lidica should be safe.’
It was a warning from the Fuhrer that if she did not return obediently, he would not know what to do with her twin.
“Pirika? You’re back now.”
“Hmph, where did you just roll her body over?”
“Giggle, weren’t you being picked on by a beggar on the side of the road?”
As she was helplessly being led by Paris, her maids’ contemptuous whispers pierced her ears as she entered Bayetz’s mansion.
“Tch, already?”
“Hey, why is your tongue cold?”
“If only I had found it first…”
“Ah, once you try it, you won’t have any more wishes.”
The knights’ sinister gaze glanced over her breasts, rising above her pantyhose, to her stomach, buttocks, and legs.
-Rock! Snap!
“Ah.”
When Pirika, who had been led away by her depression, came to her senses, Paris had already come in with her and locked her door.
“Can I just stay here until the tournament?”
“Yes.”
Pirika already knew his answer the first time he came back.
“Then Paris…”
“Now, shouldn’t you fulfill your remaining duties as her fiancé?”
Even the next answer.
“Let’s go to bed.”
“I understand.”
There was no option to refuse. Her creation had no choice but to head to her bed to avoid Paris, who was nibbling on her buttocks and trying to slip his fingers between her buttocks.
“It looks like preparations are complete.”
“Well, I still have pantyhose… Wow?!”
Pirika wanted to take her time by wrapping his arms around her, as if trying to avoid the cold air brushing against her skin, but as expected, Paris pushed her away and laid her down on her bed.
-Jeeeeek!
“Ah…”
“Are you done now?”
He spread Pirika’s legs and tore off her pantyhose. In the end, only her thin underwear was covering her mound.
“Hey?!”
All Paris had to do was open her underwear to the side with her index finger, and the plump mound of her vagina, split from the center, was exposed and exposed to the air.
“Sniff, haha. You’ve completely turned into a female without me knowing.”
“Ugh! Ugh.”
The first thing there to greet Pirika’s pussy was Paris’s snort.
“Hey!?”
♡ Then, at the feeling of her wet, soft tongue gently opening the crack and licking it up just as close as it would go, Pirika trembled her waist and contorted her face in disgust. For a moment
“Jjueueueu!”
“Hi!!”
Finally, Paris dipped her tongue into her crack and pressed his lips against her standing pussy. A deep kiss unilaterally shared between another person’s lips and lower lip, without any permission from the owner, Pirika.
“Ha, ah. Hmm♡”
“Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!”
“Hah! ♡”
However, despite her disgust and pain, Pirika could not resist the pleasure that throbbed through her vagina and her loins.
“Shoo!”
“Ahaha♡”
In Paris’s hand, he was holding a photo of Lydica, who looked exactly like her, and a photo of Usher, who was standing there in shock when he saw her sucking his dick.
“Huh♡ Ang♡ Haak♡”
Pirika vomited out her sweet pleasure along with her tears.
