Chapter 67 – Mother 4
The one who always made me feel comfortable.
Someone forcibly summoned her mother, who existed at a higher level, to this world. From that day on, the revelation she gave to herself was cut off. It happened on the way to [Armina Castle] For guild work after running the [Luts] Guild that her mother had told her to create.
From that day on, Fenrir desperately traveled all over the continent to find the passage through which ‘revelation’ entered. His patience was stretched to the limit just before he found Perrin, and he couldn’t remember how many people had died at his hands.
Some say, ‘You are not a player… ‘, But Fenrir couldn’t understand the meaning of those words. Until the moment when the supreme being in front of his eyes gave him the answer he wanted, he had killed far more people with his hands than when he had done evil in the [Luts] Guild.
The woman’s cries passing through her head were drowned out by the voice of the woman who had died before her eyes, and she could not hear him. But as soon as she heard the voice that passed by in an instant, Fenrir jumped to the place where she heard her voice. He covered half the continent in less than a day. When Fenrir arrived, the woman had received the [Curse of Yinma] And was turning into her demon by sacrificing the energies of her sacrifice.
But it’s not too late.
She couldn’t keep her mother locked up in that dangerous place. Fenrir made a quick decision and left for the time being. Fenrir was also a human being, so he felt tired and looked for a tree stump for a while to put her mother down. And he inquired why her mother’s voice rang in his brain.
‘I’m the one who made you! He’s the one who watched you until you became a Sword Saint, and the one who helped you the most.’
Her mother, to whom she answered crying desperately, was not as supportive as she had thought. Although she was close to her own ideal, of course. But when she looked at [She had a sage’s gaze], Her words were imprinted in her mind as the language [It’s the truth].
Finally, the person Fenrir had been looking for day and night appeared before his eyes. And she remembers her name, which her mother then cried, and told her to look at her own form.
“… Done.”
It’s probably the name of the bastard I summoned to this world. The bastard had her mother loaded with bizarre corrections that even prostitutes in the red light district wouldn’t get.
Fenrir thought she would make those who used her mother in this way pay the price. To do that, she needs to return to the [Luts] She forgot about after the revelation was cut off. But if she went back now, other guys would have already swallowed the guild.
Fenrir needed the power to overturn [Lutz]. In order to destroy [Luts], She needed another guild with the same strength as that guild. That’s why Fenrir thought of another advisor a day away.
If it is [Armina Castle], You will be able to find ‘Damian’, a paladin who received a revelation from her mother’s best friend. He was [Luts]’S rebellious advisor, but he belonged to [Luts]. By now he should be on his way to an independent guild.
“I’m coming.”
Perrin fell asleep unaware of the world. She trembled, closing her eyes tightly from the nightmare. She regrets it, but Fenrir has not learned the magic to interfere with her dreams. When she returns, she thinks that she will dive into the nightmare and learn the magic to defeat the culprit of the nightmare, and she sets out on her way.
* * *
“Ah… It’s cold.”
I grabbed my trembling body and stood up. It was still overcast outside, and thunder roared loudly. It was painful as if that weather condition reminded me of what happened with Blue Blue in [Eckdona Castle]. If the house had been decorated with wooden walls, she might have remembered the time she met Done. Fortunately, this house we live in is a brick house.
“… No.”
When thunder and lightning strike like that, my heart becomes weak. It seemed to change like a real fragile country girl. Fenrir was a reliable person who was always by my side and protected me from any troubles. Fenrir… Where did you go
Dark clouds are overcast and it is dark even inside the house. To prepare breakfast, she led her staggered body and walked to the kitchen.
“Town… “
When I tried to get up and walk, I felt sick to my stomach. I don’t feel sick after starting my period, but the aftereffects are amazing. It’s admirable how women go through these three or three days a month. I ran straight to the bathroom, grabbed the toilet, and vomited. Every time I breathed, I felt sick to my stomach and repeated three times to vomit up gastric juices.
Wipe your mouth with a towel placed around you and run out of water. The feeling of something rumbling in my lower abdomen and falling off was quite disgusting and painful. As soon as I came to my senses, the blood drained all over my body. She sighs and prostrates herself in front of the table.
“Fenrir…”
It was strangely uncomfortable. It was raining, and it seemed to make me feel uncomfortable. To divert her mind, she finds her chores. Fenrir probably ate at night, and the tableware was sloppy. As she puts it in the water and does the dishes, her mind calms down.
But it was still dark outside. I wanted to sleep more, but I’m not tired either. As she lay on the sofa in her daze, she suddenly remembered Damian. I don’t know why he remembered. I just remember the fact that I became independent from [Luts] To [Chronos] And grew in number in an instant.
“Perhaps… “
Like I met Fenrir, Damian might have met a lot of alts. The mere thought of the 10 members of the Legion, who had a high tem level and even moved in unison, was terrifying. Wouldn’t it be a team that embodies the concerns of a deceased person who thinks, ‘If you create a dream team with your own account, at least one raid would be chewing gum’.
Laughter came out suddenly. Even when I think about it, my emotions switch quickly. However, it was so funny to think that Damian’s subordinates would answer Damian by saying, ‘Mom, Mom’, just like Fenrir did when he saw me. I grabbed him by the belly and rolled on the floor.
No, since that person has been transferred to a male character, is it ‘Dad’? Anyway, if it’s Damian, there’s no doubt that he’s starting from a much better starting point than me. [Chronos] Is not a guild that waged war on [Luts].
“… Nothing will happen to Fenrir.”
It will. First of all, isn’t it the world’s strongest swordsman? A swordsman, an advanced job, is on a completely different level from a normal warrior. But if ten Damians rush in there… ? It was a joke within the guild, but it was said that there was no raid that could not be broken with 10 Damians. Maybe Damian would win.
As I play the delusional power game in my head, my anxiety disappears and I feel a little relieved. For the time being, there are outsiders, so I can’t go outside, so I’m stuck in the corner of my room. In the morning, he roughly mixes the ingredients Fenrir has filled, puts them in his mouth, and starts cleaning the house.
“Ugh!”
Bug… It’s a bug. After being transferred to this body, I really hate bugs. I especially hate it because it reminds me of memories in the goblin cave. I had memories of bugs crawling through my genitals while I couldn’t move and my limbs were tied, but from that day on, I hated insects terribly because it was itchy and made me feel dirty.
… After cleaning, I went into Fenrir’s room. When Fenrir is away for a long time, he always comes in looking for a male scent. He says he doesn’t want me, but he doesn’t.
No, this body certainly wanted Fenrir, a reliable man. In addition, a lot of stress has accumulated recently, and sexual desire has also increased by the time the blood in the pubic area disappears.
“A little bit… “
I buried my face in Fenrir’s blanket. The smell of a male who slept cleanly and slept stung his nose. For some reason, Fenrir always washed and fell asleep in front of me. However, the pillow smells of sweat, trace amounts of blood, and the smell of soap. I can’t stand being in a state that smells like this, as if I’m addicted to masturbation.
Why do you put up with it, there’s only one woman here.
She grabbed her panties with her fingers and slid them down. It seems like her period is coming to an end, so she doesn’t have to put a cloth over her panties anymore. And the inside of the hole where the blood was pouring out was very sensitive because it was almost torn. The fishy smell of blood and sour crotch mixed unpleasantly with the smell of Fenrir.
She removed all the clothes attached to her body and lay down on Fenrir’s bed. It feels so good to have your skin tickled. It seems that my skin has become extremely sensitive at this time. I rub my back against the sheet and wrap my warm, soft breasts with both hands.
“… Oh no!”
I feel the pleasure enough to put my consciousness lightly. It was just masturbation, but I felt better when I delused that Fenrir’s large hands were violently touching my breasts. Although mine are thinner and weaker than Fenrir’s fingers… Breathing naturally became rough.
“Huh… Under… Yes… ♡!
My breasts were soft. As she touches her plump breasts, she wonders what it would be like if a man had touched them. Look down and look at your groin. Now I don’t even remember anything being there. A beautiful pink mucous membrane smeared with blood was just slightly staining the tip of the crack.
It was so sensitive that it was wet right now. One hand is slowly raised from the inside of the thigh and scrapes the crack. Exciting pleasure rises to the crown of the head. With the other hand, scratch or flick the tip of the nipple with your fingernail.
“Ugh, yes! Ah! Aaaaang♡!”
The pleasure of crawling around the body intensifies. Vaginal pain repeats contractions. She inserts a finger into her already moist vaginal opening and sucks in as she wishes. I continued to masturbate until I felt my back tightening and my body was exhausted. After all, a woman’s body is too pleasant.
But Fenrir… When are you coming home
* * *
There was no news from Fenrir for a week. On the third day he promised to return, he was so nervous at the slightest sound that his legs froze and he couldn’t even move.
But that was already 4 days ago. He thought that there was no way Fenrir would be defeated, but it was difficult to move or even breathe due to the mental shock.
I know very well how strong Fenrir is. This area was forgotten by the developers to the extent that even the raid dungeon was not open, and it was a safe place. To put it bluntly, this area is where monsters that don’t look like a big deal appear. Fenrir simply lived to the extent of catching wild boars, but there was no way he would have died in a place like this.
The problem is that I am reticent, and Fenrir is very similar to that personality. Even if he died, he wouldn’t have let out a single scream.
“Egg plant… No, he would not have died.”
I don’t know how many times I screamed silently with my terribly weak mental head. Fortunately, with the alcohol Fenrir had accumulated, he lasted for a day or two. But that’s for a day or two. It was even more painful because of the men who came to mind like hallucinations when I was in a hazy mind. So it was better to stay sober.
As the wind blows through the window, her silver hair flutters backwards. The golden field outside the window sways in the same rhythm. The rural village is now in the middle of harvest, so everyone goes out to gather wheat grains.
Villagers also came to my house to help, but I shook my head because there was no man. The villagers went out looking at me sadly. Fenrir was just one of the village youths to them, and he knows very well what keeps our family alive.
Fenrir, the ‘commission attendant’, a woman praying at home waiting for him. It is a good subject to chew as a snack for the villagers. Those who work outside start to plow each other’s fields and cut down the golden fields with scythes. Perhaps if Fenrir was also at home, she would have caught the scythe in between.
The seat where there was no one was anxious and distressed. When I stare out the window alone and lonely, time does not flow so terribly. The loneliness is tolerable, but it makes me want to bite my tongue whenever I think of other men.
“… Please.”
I grabbed her breasts and threw myself on the window sill. If I suffer more here, what will I gain? I woke up with my long loose hair. When I smell the wind blowing outside the window, the longing only gets stronger. Besides, I’m a man. Now he burst into laughter as he repeated his unconvincing self-talk. I’ll have to wash the dishes.
-Whoops
“The wind is blowing too hard.”
Before that, I have to close the window. He muttered with an ambiguous smile. Go around the house and close all the windows. It seems that even a storm will blow for a while. A dangerous smell is carried on the wind, but I don’t know what it smells like because I’m used to living in the country.
– Kreurreung
I hear the sound of an animal somewhere. I closed the last window and locked the door…
I’m scared… Urine flowing enough to make the lower leg wet… I guess I can’t help it.
