Chapter 101 – Isolation -2-
A saint of the Holy Empire.
Osiel Daytona, the daughter of a goddess who was said to have fallen into the Great Chapel in the past.
Swoop.
The saintess was caressing my face right now.
‘…….’
Here, while she was lying alone and gossip, she pretended to sleep to see if the saintess who had gone outside had returned.
My face is distorted because my bones have been twisted and caved in.
The swelling has subsided a little, but I slowly caress the hideous face.
Then, as she trembled a little at the pain she felt, the saintess gave her voice.
“Are you awake by any chance?”
When her hand, which had been gently touching her face, was removed, I felt regret for some reason.
In the meantime, her guilt blooms when she asks her anxiously.
… I’ll have to intervene if this woman is to get her right end.
No, I don’t even know that anymore.
I don’t know the details, but Jurgon treated her saintess hostilely.
Maybe even if I didn’t intervene, a fate that wasn’t so bad awaited this woman.
“Ugh….”
First of all, to answer her question, I shook my body with a pained sound.
Then the pain as if hit by a truck comes over me.
“The situation is improving. Oh, please open her mouth.”
As she opens her mouth in gratitude, her jaw trembles and the pain of tearing her masticatory muscles hits her head.
I swallowed the pain and opened my mouth, the sweet liquid seeping into my mouth.
It was made by mashing a disgusting herb, and the taste was very good.
Gulp.
The only thing that is a little strange is that I feel a sense of deja vu.
‘I must have eaten somewhere….’
A pure and refreshing sweet liquid.
It was thin enough to be honey, and the taste was relatively mild.
I have never had a liquid of this consistency.
‘… I do not know.’
If you keep feeding me something that’s good for my body and tastes good, I’m just grateful.
When I opened my eyes, the orbit was pulled and the twisted bones pricked my eyelids, so I didn’t want to open them.
Just like a worm, she was relying on the saintess with her life.
Perhaps thanks to the medicinal herb extract and spreading the warrior’s protection in my spare time, fortunately, there was a slight improvement in recovery.
One question is, if the saintess’ purpose was to heal me, she would only need one divine magic, but she dared to treat me in a traditional way.
‘Where is this even?’
Could there be some reason?
Come to think of it, she wondered why the saintess was here.
According to an official document from the kingdom attached to Hegrove, Jurgon was hostile to her saintess.
Maybe the saintess also had a problem with opposing him.
‘For example, lost power.’
If so, it was explained that he was treated with herbs now.
After swallowing all the sweet medicine that came into her mouth, the saintess took a small breath before opening her mouth.
“Now… You will be very frustrated and anxious. You won’t understand what’s going on right now, and you won’t even know who I am.”
Not.
I know you’re a saint
We’ve already met in Hagrove.
Even though I knew it unilaterally.
“I will never do you any harm. Even though I can’t use divine magic… I’m a surname, that… Because he’s a priest I swear to the goddess, I will heal you.”
After saying that, the saintess stroked my face again.
My body trembled at her kind and warm words.
Even though she is in a high position as a saint, she swears to the goddess to heal one of her common people.
‘Thank you.’
Because she lived at the bottom, she felt strange that such an agape human being existed.
‘No, if I had to put it into perspective, aren’t the saints also human?’
Rumor has it that she suddenly appeared with a great light.
But what does that matter?
I am just grateful for her benevolence.
By the way….
‘Uh, why do you keep looking at her face… ?’
The saintess had been stroking her face for a while.
At first, she wondered if she was checking her fracture, but she had been fiddling with it for over five minutes.
Her hand, running down her chin and down her cheek, lingered on the sunken cheek, and she carefully passed over it and gently brushed the bridge of her nose.
‘Fuck… It’s not even a caress.’
Of course, I didn’t feel any shame or displeasure.
Literally, only fucking gays would be offended by a saint touching her face.
Why do I feel insecure?
‘Chew… I’m standing.’
It was because the touch was so strange that the cock stood up.
A refreshing and good scent tickles my nose and I feel kindly touched, how can I not stand still?
And now I’m lying in an upright position and groaning.
This means that if you have an erection, you will be seen by the saint.
“Fractured bones are recovering quickly. Regeneration is very strong… Yes… ?”
Her hand stopped touching my face and she froze for a moment.
Considering the direction from which the last voice, tinged with doubt, was heard, it was clear that she had cocked her head.
It was easy to infer which direction it was.
Amy, fuck you.
“Uh, uh….”
My cock was an emperor’s, not a commoner’s.
So if you get an erection, you can’t miss it.
If it were that innocent saint, she wouldn’t even know what a cock was, but what if the saint who took off my pants for the purpose of her treatment cuts off her saying that there’s something like a dick between her legs?
At the sudden thought, panic spread and she twisted her back desperately to hide her cock, like a newborn baby turning over her body.
“Ah… Are you sure you want to urinate?”
Fortunately, it seemed that he had at least some common sense.
By the way, urine?
It’s a bit long, but why?
‘Fuck. Isn’t it? That’s it, isn’t it?’
Absolutely not.
I pee on my own, I wanted to cum.
Dory dory.
As I shook my head desperately, the pain came to me as my brain inside my head was bobbing around like a ball.
“Turn off, ugh….”
At my reaction, the saintess made a big mistake.
“Are you all right! Now, wait a minute.”
She grabs my pants by the waist and pulls them down in an instant.
No shit!
In an instant, I trembled urgently and opened my eyes.
“You have been very patient—”
Then the scene came into my view.
When the pants that were holding back her tight erect cock were taken off by her saintess, of course her cock bounced like she was swinging a bat.
―Fuck!
“Aw!”
And hit her home run on the ball of the saintess.
Even though I was taking her face away from her at an appropriate distance, it happened because the size of the cock was out of the ordinary.
Ugh.
… Not only that, but a little bit of the accumulated copper liquid was smeared on her cheek, and it connected like a thread to my glans.
Oh
‘Kill me….’
Contrary to the liberation of his cock, as the unexpected situation unfolded, I experienced a rare explosion of shame.
If possible, I would slam my head on this stone floor and die.
“Uh, uh, this, this….”
The bewildered saintess struggles with her hands in the air, talking gibberish.
Then she opened her mouth and hurriedly ran out of her.
‘I’ll put on my pants and go….’
Tears flowed up and down her.
What will someone who comes to this place over time think when he sees a skeleton with his pants half off?
Wouldn’t she think that she was an idiot who killed her daughter?
In that case, let’s put on some pants and die.
My sniffles echoed in the little cave.
* * *
Osiel, who left Kim Chang-muk and ran out of the cave, grabbed his heart.
“Ah….”
From her former body to her current body, she could hardly calm down when she first saw a real man’s genitals.
Then she remembered the genitals from the video her friend had shown her as a joke.
“Big, the size….”
However, the size was completely different.
At the same time, a friend’s words that the bigger the better, pass by.
Haha….”
No matter how much it is, isn’t that just a forearm?
The thought of inserting that into his genitals one day made his body warm.
The body was honest.
Ociel looks around, then picks up a bowl-shaped leaf and wipes it clean.
Soon after, she was a little away from the cave.
『Integratio.』
You cast divine magic.
After using it not once, but three times in a row, a faint white light that was visible to the naked eye settled on her body.
What Osiel is using now is magic that amplifies the target’s natural healing power.
―From now on, you can only use divine power on yourself.
It was a trick she came up with when she couldn’t use her divine power on others.
It was a method of feeding her bodily fluids from her own body with her magic superimposed, and her blood was the most efficient, but it seemed that her unique fishy taste would be severely rejected, so Osiel decided to feed other bodily fluids. Had decided
Swoop.
Osiel, squatting at the base of her bare cliff, pushed aside her own underwear, which was nothing more than her mop mate.
And spread her leaves on the floor,
“How, Changmuk… Hehe… !”
He suppressed her moans as he rubbed the skin of her cunt slowly.
She felt guilty about feeding him something like this, but she couldn’t help it.
“Oooooh… Ha, uh… !”
She hadn’t even kissed her yet because she was too shy to spit.
While masturbating, Osiel recalled something about her, and she quickly ran her finger over her own cheek.
He remembered that his genitals had left traces of him hitting his cheeks just before.
“Ah… This, this….”
Gooey copper liquid smeared on her fingers and glistened.
Ociel let out her slightly intensified breath and quickly licked it.
“Ctuk…Haha… Sweet….”
After some time has passed.
There was a slightly larger amount of liquid than usual in the bowl of leaves that Osiel had packed.
What she fed Ed wasn’t some kind of medicine made from her herbs.
More than that, it was the sex of a saint who had an excellent effect of increasing her regenerative power.
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