Chapter 110 – The Saint’s True Heart (1)
Episode 110: The Saint’s True Heart (1)
The day I returned to my room after finishing the training of the hero.
Two moons shine in the dark night sky.
“Master… “
The moonlight falls on the saintess slowly kneeling down.
At the same time as creating her holy atmosphere, her eyes looking up were pitiful.
The corners of her mouth, which gently contained her smile, fell out of her mouth.
“Sun.”
After receiving her long-awaited order, Lesilia naturally unzipped her pants with her mouth.
She skillfully pulls out her cock and presses it against her thick lips.
“Chew…Chung… Churup…”
“Looks like you have a lot of desire. If a warrior who knows you sees it, it would be quite surprising.”
Lesilia’s mouth clung to her pussy quite roughly, as if her long-suffering desire had exploded.
Her little tongue rustled and licked her pole. Her hand resting on her scrotum was firm.
I kissed her moistly from underneath her to above her, then licked her crotch and gave her a big eye smile.
“Even the owner was very surprised at first.”
Lesilia meets her eyes as she tucks her platinum hair behind her ears, which hides her face.
As I plucked her lips from her glans, her clear pre-cum was connected by a thin thread and dripped.
She grabs the swollen genitals and sweeps them up, bringing the stained liquid to her mouth.
“Even if I read a lot of erotic novels and like them, I usually don’t even go so far as to open up to someone.”
Lesilia continued her calmly as the size of her prick increased.
Her watery liquid flowed and wet the back of her hand. Her saint twists her chin and blows her bud kiss on her bulging glans.
Her Cho-ok, reverent kiss made me feel strange for some reason.
“What is the purpose of being deliberately captured in the demon castle?”
Although Ikarut likes his favorite character. There were always doubts and vigilance on the fringes of her mind.
After Artis’ game was patched, one of the characters whose personality and whereabouts changed a lot was Lesilia Arnelle.
Because of her position as a saint, she suppressed her heart that once had a crush on her warrior and kept her chastity, but at some point, she volunteered to be trained by her enemy.
Just because you like erotic novels and follow all the sexual intercourse in the content itself is a collapse of the setting.
“I am constantly suspicious of you. Because I know you would never be a woman to do this.”
Ikarut touched her nipple piercing.
As her rings sway, her pink nipples glow red. Lesilia shyly hid her voluptuous breasts.
She had already seen her hardened nipples.
The saintess turned her body to her side and closed her mouth tightly.
The moonlight seeping into her side rims doubled Lesilia’s beauty.
A voluptuous and mature body. Her beautiful appearance was the most beautiful in name and reality.
“I knew. You keep me by your side, but you kept doubting me, right? I understand that it is inevitable.”
Turning her head, Lesilia naturally burrowed into Ika Root’s arms.
I thrust her upper body around her broad shoulders, her soft breasts collapsing into her chest.
Before I knew it, the saintess was riding on Ikarut’s lap.
“… So thank you. You believed me and didn’t kill me. If I were the master, I would have cut off her saintess’ head on the spot.”
Lesilia shyly blushes and makes her confession.
Even if there are quite radical remarks, she doesn’t care and goes on with her words.
“Currently, the hero is in a state of confusion as he has many mixed memories. He will take a little while to find his real self.”
Lesilia smiled bitterly when she remembered the hero who proudly whispered in her ear.
“The resurrected warrior came to me crying. I was worried, so I looked at the movement of the warrior who said he would stay quiet.”
“That’s why I made a request to Valten for information.”
“That’s right. I was really worried about the warrior. To live a new life with the memories of the past… It is difficult.”
Raising her knees, Lesilia lowered her buttocks, adjusting her posture comfortably.
Like a small animal she leans against the torso of a huge beast, Lesilia puts her arms around her neck.
She said, “I expected that the wheel of fate would move again on the hero, but in the end it wasn’t. She’s rather glad she’s not a Retina.”
An unknown strangeness stood in the blue blue eyes.
Lesilia hugged her by the shoulders and pressed her lips to her ear as if whining.
“From now on, depending on your choice, the world will stand on the crossroads of peace and destruction. Since I was chosen by Goddess Gaia, the creator of the world, I must stand by my master.”
Lesilia removes her face and grins.
He gently rubs her voluptuous breasts against her breasts and inserts his thick cock into her cleft ass.
Leaving her seductive saintess behind, Ikarut thought for a moment.
‘The meaning that the wheel of fate applies to me means that the ending of the world has changed depending on my choices.’
The world was already rapidly perishing due to Ikarut’s short-term attack route.
Is it because there are variables for this? Some of the main characters have had their personalities corrupted. The direction of the story was also slightly different.
I didn’t have any intention of going with the story. Ika Root knew all the strategies, so he just had to move accordingly.
‘It’s still hard to completely believe in the saintess.’
The victory of the demon king is the destruction of the human world.
But Lesilia seemed to want Ikarut to make the right choice like a hero.
Peace in a world that is perishing. It was difficult for her to understand the saintess who was spouting nonsense.
“Actually I… I don’t care what the master chooses…”
Lesilia wiggles her plump ass and pulls her back up.
Tsukkuk… Tsukkuk… She let out a sweet breath as her copper-coated cock slid over her ass bone.
Her eyes, queerly untied, watch Ika Root as she caresses her cunt.
“Ha ha… Depending on the owner’s choice… Whoa… The world will end.”
“Aren’t you a saint who prevents the end of the world?”
“The guardian of the human world… Haang! Ah, heh… It’s my mission. Other mission… Hee… ! It’s not mine… “
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…
The vertical pussy spurted juice and rubbed and stroked the cock.
Lesilia groaned unreservedly as her hard tip brushed her reddish clitoris.
She only caresses her with her cock, so Lesilia can’t stand it, stroking her waist and rubbing her cock against one of her pillars.
Tuck, Tuck, Tuck.
“Huh… Ha… But, master… I can’t stand it… In the lewd pussy… If you just hit the bar once… Can’t I… ♡”
“Look at it. Today, I will also use the back cover.”
“Ugh… ♡ If you talk like that, you have no choice but to drain dirty water for that back pussy… “
The lustful saintess spreads her thighs and inserts her fingers into her vaginal opening.
As she spread her index and middle fingers apart, her flesh pulsated and squeezed vulgar juices.
As if she was expecting, a huge amount of love juice flowed down her buttocks and down her back hole.
“You are still a vulgar saintess.”
“I am… I just want to be shallow in front of my master…♡”
The bitch, knowing nothing but her master’s cock, waggled her tits like her tail.
Spreading on both sides of her, a hard ring rustled on her nipples.
As he twisted and touched her nipples with her ring, Lesilia’s face softened and her tongue slightly stuck out.
Clap, Clap, Clap.
Lesilia vigorously touches her vulgar vagina and smears it with her back hole.
In the middle, try putting your finger in to see if it loosened gently.
For her ecstatic mating sex with her master, the saintess eagerly prepared to receive her cock.
“Huh, go, go away… Aang! Go, go… ♡”
Push shot!
Lesilia, having drained her juices once, put her hand to her mouth.
Sucking on her wet fingers, she looked down at the huge cock.
Her vulgarity, showing her thighs, and her gagging. The love juice accumulated in the shiny inner flesh dripped and flowed.
“Master, I’m ready to receive peak pregnancy sex… ♡”
The saintess who has been completely trained pushes her vaginal hole in as if she would insert her own cock.
Ikarut turned her around and Lesilia lay on her bed.
The see-through negligee, similar to the pure dress design, was rolled up.
Lesilia looks up cautiously with her expectant face.
However, Ikarut only thumped the gaping pussy with his cock and bruised it.
I didn’t bother putting it in.
‘Does he keep sticking by my side even though he knows he will choose the end of the world?’
Ikarut’s current course was certain to end toward destruction.
Nevertheless, the saintess was by my side. She wasn’t even watching, it felt like she was watching and cheering her choice.
The doubts I had heard from the previous conversation never went away.
“Before you put your cock in, let me ask you one question.”
“Ah, uhhh… Yes… Ask me… ♡”
“Are you by my side even though you know how the end of the world will end?”
Silence lingered.
The cock pole that was soggy in her cunt also stopped. Only the quiet breathing between the two dominated the space.
Lesilia held both of her hands as if in prayer.
“Master, I want the end more than anyone else. So that…The world can be saved.”
“When the end comes, you will be saved. I don’t think that’s why you’re sticking by my side.”
My favorite character who wanted the end was an obvious character setting collapse.
Despite her tremendous words, Lesilia’s expression was calm. On the contrary, she gives a confident gaze and stretches out her arms.
She is a saint who silently pampers you to be hugged. Even though Ikarut doubts her, her body turns towards her.
As their foreheads slightly collided, they stared at each other. A street where you can kiss at any time.
But no one moves and stays still.
“Master, I won’t say anything obvious.”
It was Saint Lesilia who opened her mouth first.
“It’s okay if you doubt me. I will always act according to the Master’s choice.”
Lesilia, who was in her arms, wrapped her straight legs around her waist.
She habitually raised her ass and positioned herself so that she could pound her cock whenever she wanted.
“Therefore… Hug me master…♡”
Lesilia thrust in her sultry pussy.
Ika Root instinctively lowered her back as her cunt kissed her bulging glans first.
