Chapter 49 – With the Saint (2)
Episode 49: With the Saint (2)
“I have no obligation to take you.”
After conquering the human world.
The saintess was enslaved, but she could turn around at any time.
Even if she is called a traitor among humans, due to her personality, she does not dream of revenge.
I just blame myself and feel sad.
She was so loving that Lesilia was chosen as the number one heroine in the heroine vote.
“Ah…”
In response to Ikarut’s firm reply, Lesilia pursed her lips and quickly closed them.
Her eyes wavering aimlessly as if she had been hurt.
There were little tears in her eyes. Her half-downed eyes were locked in thought.
Then, as if she had made up her mind, her fists on her lap were clenched.
“Master, I will show my worth. Please allow me to join the search for the Holy Sword.”
“I plan to find the holy sword first and break it before the hero finds it. I don’t need you to be by my side.”
“Then… As a saint, I need you even more.”
Lesilia expressed her firm intention.
Her clenched fists joined again and became a prayer posture.
Standing with her back to the moonlight, Lesilia was not sacred, and created her noble aura.
“Her holy sword is unsealed by the hand of the one who received her oracle.
The black statue before the seal is broken is hardened like a statue.
It can’t break anything on the ground, not even the demonic sword.”
It was a holy sword bestowed directly by the goddess Gaia for the human world.
No one could touch the holy sword, which was dormant forever, thanks to the blessing of the goddess.
Only those who received the oracle’s protection and were able to unseal the holy sword.
“Master, I too, as a ‘saint’, received an oracle from the goddess Gaia.”
The clear blue eyes form a curve.
The hero who received her oracle raised the holy sword and defended the human world with her life.
The saintess under her oracle heals, protects, and protects injured humans with her holy power.
Although the roles of the hero and the saint are different. The purpose is the same.
Protection of the human world.
“If you break the holy sword, the master will need me.”
However, far from protecting the human world, the saintess contributes to its destruction.
‘What a plan.’
Ikarut, who listened quietly, became more suspicious of the saintess.
As she sharply narrows her eyebrows, Resilia floats an unknown smile.
She then takes his hand and gently places it on my chest.
“If I’m not trustworthy, I’ll prove my worth myself.”
Lesilia let out a light sigh and bowed her head.
Her hands holding his wrists trembled.
“Master, please sign a redemption contract.”
I feel the uneasy beat of my heart running through my palms.
All of the Holy Knights who were captured in the castle of Darkness signed a contract of redemption.
In name and reality, it was like receiving the seal of a slave.
Even if it runs away, it returns to its original place as soon as the sign of the contract engraved on its body is manifested, according to the owner’s command.
Even though Laura, the leader of the knights, had signed a restraining contract, she was tortured due to her high resistance.
Saint Lesilia showed an arbitrary attitude.
Besides, being under the direct control of the Demon King, she was in a position where she would die if she looked bad.
Her collar, which controls her holy power, was also tied, so she couldn’t use her power recklessly.
“I don’t care, but you will be at a great disadvantage.”
“Yes, I know.”
Lesilia affirmed with her calm tone.
In the contract of restraint, the body and mind are controlled according to the order of the caster.
If the demon king ordered him to take his own life, he could have killed himself immediately.
“Master… Please.”
Lesilia took his hand and put it on my cheek.
The saintess rubbed her up and down with a light blush.
She then puts her lips on her palm and kisses her.
There was a hint of seduction in her eyes, which were curved in a strange way.
“Saintess, this is what you wanted. You won’t regret it ugly.”
“… I have already made up my mind and said it.”
In fact, it was convenient for the Demon King.
If he made a contract to redeem her, he could use the saintess freely.
I saved Lesilia because she was my favorite character. She was left free under surveillance.
However, the saintess wanted to be redeemed herself.
She had no reason to do so.
Ikarut rolled up his tongue and tore it with sharp fangs.
Black blood oozes from the long cut. I could feel the salty smell of blood and magic.
There were various ways to conclude a binding contract. The majority choice is to feed the blood to the slave.
A small amount of magic was enough for the demon king.
“Open your mouth.”
Lesilia obeyed meekly.
Her full lips opened and she immediately met her tongue with her tongue.
“Chuuuuu… Curl up…Chung, Chuu…”
She was banged and rubbed like crazy, with obscene mouth sounds.
He pulled out a long tongue of her tongue, and her saliva mixed with blood.
The saintess drinks from her side as if she were drinking spring water from her leaking blood.
Her head crossed here and there, targeting her wounds.
“Huh… Ahhh… Well, something… My heart is hot… Yo. This…”
Lesilia clutches her heart and sobs.
Her intense pressure made it difficult for her to breathe. He continued to accept her demon through her blood.
The heart wrapped in her holy power throbs with unwanted restraints.
The push-and-pull kiss turned into an act of acceptance by one side.
“Master… Ha…Heart… This… Chuup, Chuup… Chun…”
Suddenly, her female body lay down. Ikarut reluctantly kissed her mouth to surrender her demonic energy.
Her resistance was stronger than she thought. Even if her holy power was weakened by her control tool, it was difficult to restrain it.
Lesilia grabbed the breast on one side of her with a force to tear it off.
“Ha… Whoa… Master… Please save me… My heart is so hot…”
“I guess I’ll have to hand over the magic in the way you’re accustomed to receiving.”
“Ha ha… Yes… ? Ah, ah!”
Ikarut raised her middle finger, whipping her wet cunt.
The pussy, which is covered in saliva and love juice, is squeezed and excited as always.
Cool, cool, cool.
When the upper part of her vaginal opening is gently scratched, obscene fluid overflows.
“Ugh… Ha… Haha… Aang…”
Three of her fingers had already entered between her secret parts.
Sizzle… Sizzle… Puffy! With her rough shoveling, the saintess’ cunt with her legs spread like a frog is violated.
It burns like it’s on fire. A burning heart.
Lesilia can barely breathe through her mouth, and she can’t do this or that.
“Master… Here and… Below… It’s too hot…”
Lesilia had her one hand on her left breast. Her hand rubs around her pubic bone, making her gasp for breath.
Her puffy breasts pressed like cream bread. Her immaculate pussy drips and she sucks as if she wants something bigger.
Her thumb presses hard against his clitoris as his three fingers reach deep.
“Aang! Hehe♡ It’s so hot… It’s hot♡”
As she rubbed it vigorously, Lesilia’s moan resounded like that of a canary.
Her throat opened, and she bit into her lips as if biting off the reddened tongue.
Excited by this, Lesilia wrapped her arms around her neck and clung to her without a gap.
I felt the bitter taste of blood. Her hot tongue twitched and licked like a cat.
“Huh… ! Churup… Chew…”
The saliva mixed with the taste of blood blends between the tongue and the tongue. Lesilia’s cunt trembled as the thin, solid lines of her bundle snapped.
The stiffly erect erection cock is pounded over the genital area. Her highly viscous love juice spurted out and the saintess’ toes curled up on their own.
“Ha ha… Ugh… Master… Put the slave stamp on the bitch’s pussy…”
Lesilia, skillfully uttering her lewd words, lifts her waist slightly and pins her wrists to the floor.
She carefully opens her thighs and squeezes her wet cunt tight. The posture of getting ready to receive her cock is also skillful.
Her glans worked her way through the flesh of her flailing cunt. Lesilia’s breath becomes even hotter as her hard flesh squeezes in.
The feeling of her pillar being caught on it was big and dignified.
“Master… Haha… Ha… Aww♡”
Boo Woo-wook! A cock that slips and slides. At the tip of her tip, a whitish white liquid exploded like an explosion.
The feeling of having been squeezed was hot and hot unlike before. The feeling of filling the womb and pushing it hard became sensitive.
Lesilia’s eyes gradually blurred. She brings her pupils together as if soon she will be gone.
“Ha ha…Ahhh… Whoa… Ha…”
“The contract seal has not yet appeared.”
“Huh… ♡ Uh, when…Emergent… Haang!”
Prick, prick. Tung, the shape of a cock came out like a stamp on the thin belly skin.
The semen mixed with Magi quickly melted through the uterus. Every time a huge amount of semen comes out, the hips shakes.
The love juice that spurts incessantly. The strange pussy munches, and contributes to the extraction of semen and magi.
Icarut put Lesilia’s leg on her shoulder. Then, I pulled her by the waist and put it under her as if taking a shot.
“Haaaaa… Uh…Aang… ♡”
Ugh, I felt something on the G-spot. Lesilia rubbed her lower belly, just before reaching climax.
Icarut catches her wobbly ankles and secures them with the head of her bed. Fully gaping pussy.
Lesilia’s half-closed eyes flashed open as she gently rubbed her sticky clitoris.
“ㅡuhhh♡”
“Even in a situation where you make a sex contract with a demon, do you reach the climax of pregnancy? You’ve become an insignificant bitch. Saintess.”
“Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”
She lifted her back in short intervals.
Maggie, mixed with her semen, permeated all over the vaginal walls and uterus. The saintess’ cunt was busy climaxing, spewing out blood and blood juices as if it were out of order.
Grab her slack ankle and spin her whole body. Lesilia’s body was powerless. A seal of contract grew over her hips.
She has twice expelled magi mixed with semen, but the color and shape of her seal are blurry.
“Ha… Ha…Hot… Woah… Back, back… Too…”
“It must be this way.”
“… !! Haha ♡”
She gently ran her fingertips over the seal on her buttocks.
Lesilia’s waist swayed slightly, and the flesh under her buttocks trembled.
As she pushed her thumb through her closed slit, her immaculate asshole and wet pussy were clearly visible.
Ikarut spreads her cunt flesh as far as she can while touching the seal with her other hand.
“Huh… Haha… With the master’s dignified cock… Please sign a contract…”
Red and swollen pussy hole. A little of her juice leaked out.
Ikarut dipped his palm in love juice and applied it to her asshole. The creases in the back hole squeak like a pussy.
His glans strokes her cunt’s ass, then aims it towards her ass hole.
“Huh!”
Boo! Sizzle… Sizzle, splat, splat, splat, splat!
Sudden fast-paced fucking. Lesilia sticks out her tongue as if she can’t stand it, and gets slapped on her back.
The tight asshole tightened the cock. Each time a section of her barrier is driven deep, the amount of her love juices forms a stream.
The heat you feel in your stomach. It rides down her hips, causing the heat to heat up in her womb.
“Stop tightening your pussy.”
“Huh! Haha. Pussy juice keeps leaking… Come out…”
“I can’t even paint.”
Slap! When I slapped her on the back, Lesilia’s back fluttered.
She seemed to be about to ejaculate. She clamped her huge hips in order to pack the cum-tinged Magi into her womb.
A woman who keeps collapsing. Grabbing her breasts mercilessly, I lifted her lower body.
“It’s the last cock painting.”
“… What?! Ha, aang♡”
The cock pole that had been driven into her back cunt went down.
Cuckolding pussy hole. Her glans entered without mercy and was driven deep into the womb.
Burr! Bureuk… Even the rest of her semen went in. The seal of the contract engraved on the buttocks was properly tattooed.
A red glowing tattoo. Lesilia raised her head, let out a moan, and buried her face in her bed.
As she brushed her white blonde hair, the side of her face was a mess.
“Master… Thank you…”
In the midst of gasping, she thanks him.
The saintess who was voluntarily imprisoned did not cry, get angry, or be sad.
She just quietly puts a small smile on her lips.
… She seemed strangely delighted.
