Chapter 390 – Motivation
After asking Madora to make additional stimulants, he came to her orbital elevator.
And she saw two beauties in black and white standing in front of her.
One is a prostitute who looks like a saint wearing a white garter belt and exposing her thighs as usual. In other words, the holy prostitute Mullin.
“Fuck you.”
“?
“Don’t speak strangely.”
“Why are you cursing?”
“His eyes were fucking. He must have been thinking shit.”
“…”
A quick-witted year.
Anyway, it’s pretty.
And the witch Emily smokes a cigarette from a smoking pipe while staring blankly at me and Mullin, who are arguing in black.
No, I am not a witch now.
Normally, it would be considered a witch just by looking at it, but now, except for the large witch’s conical hat, it is more like a black dress you would see in a social circle.
To be honest, I was so damn pretty that I just stared at it.
I don’t know how many cups Emily’s breasts are, but her breasts defying gravity and springing up to show off her presence as if they were about to flow down, and the fur shawl wrapped around her shoulders and neck raised her sexiness…
“Wow. You’re pretty, Emily.”
I said so.
[Chuck.]
[Chuck.]
Straight?
What are you guys doing?
[Ah. I can’t hear it from the sign.]
[100 points!!]
What are these
Emily repeatedly gulped and spit out her smoke without a word from her, and Mullins responded instead.
“I feel bad.”
“What bitch?”
“Ah. I’m sorry. He looks like a sex offender.”
“What the fuck?”
A gangster who clenches fists and then clenches fists.
I endure it because I’ll get annoyed if I stick to it head-on.
I’ll take a chance and slap you in the back of the head.
But why did Emily bother to change her clothes?
It’s sweaty or smelly… The clothes looked very neat when I saw it earlier, right?
And that’s only true of her man, who smells like me. Emily always smells good.
No way… You want to look good for me?
Hmm. I’d like to think so, but isn’t it?
“Emily doesn’t care about you at all, but she’s giving you criminal looks. Tsk tsk.”
“Why did you come?”
“Why?
“Accident? Are you the only one?”
“Like you stupid brother. I’m lazy, but I rarely have an accident.”
“Almost?”
“Don’t hold on to the horse’s tail.”
“Yes, Sister Kwang!”
She was hit in the face and caught mounted.
“Eh, Emily! Help!”
“This baby. I haven’t forgotten the last thing last time, but I keep scratching the nature …!”
“Eh, Emily?! Emily!”
She called anxiously, but Emily idly smoked a cigarette.
It seems that the cheeks are a little red.
It wasn’t until about 5 minutes later that my face exploded when Emily came to her senses.
I was grateful to Emily for taking care of her flustered me.
“Thank you, Emily.”
“What.”
“He’s not worth treating, Emily.”
“Isn’t the original treatment up to you as a nun and assailant?”
“Those who are self-employed do not need treatment.”
“Hmm.
He even summoned a mace.
After running around in circles for a while, desperately running away, I was startled.
It was not the time to be like this!
“This is not the time!”
Mullin stopped, as if surprised when I stopped and screamed.
“The people in the gutter must be suffering right now. We have to go and save them. Isn’t it time like this? Are you still a nun!”
While Mullin was bewildered, she hurriedly climbed into her orbital elevator, pushing the two women.
I have to save it with a desperate voice for a while…! I have to save…! I was fucking like that, but in the end, she gave it to Mullin, who realized her strangeness in the elevator, and exploded.
Fuck.
She knicked Mullin’s side as she got out of the elevator, mad at the constant beatings.
She mixed in ruin properties just because she wouldn’t be eaten at all by a filthy hard-headed mad nun.
Keuuh … I hit the back of Sister Gwang’s head as she was bending over and ran, and I felt a ferocious energy from behind her.
Now.
If caught.
Die…!
Ithin. Fun.
Emily was watching us, and being wealthy, she followed slowly.
In the end, she ran from the dragon’s realm with the warp gate to the gateway to her next realm, the lion’s realm. She’s still trying to kill me.
In the end, she broke her soul and got mounted and got beaten up.
I asked as I lay miserably.
“Damn. Aren’t you stronger…?”
“Joy.”
Mullin does not deny it.
Why It’s a year where you don’t make any effort, so why are you getting stronger?
[It has a special body and magic formula, and it must have been effective to face the maniac head-on a while ago. Because that woman seems to have a deep relationship with the mad guy.]
Not all the disgraceful words were true, but anyway, it was the fact that Mullin became stronger.
Hmm… Before I get any stronger than that bitch, I’m going to have to mess around.
While regenerating her face with super-regeneration, this time I quietly rode the carriage.
He must have been tired as soon as he got on the carriage. Mullin, who lays down and takes up all of her seats, and Emily, who sits down next to me.
I can feel the difference between women.
“What are you tired of already? Why don’t you do some exercise?”
“This bastard is really…! Because of who am I…!’
“Let’s sleep. Sleep. Sleep.”
He pressed Mullin’s forehead as he tried to get up and laid him down again.
Lie down calmly while grinding your teeth…Long horns. He slapped me on the cheek, knocking out a tooth and regenerating it.
Still, I didn’t do more than that, so it’s a dog gain.
“…Crazy bastard really.”
She pointed with her finger and giggled at Mullin, who turned around as if she was tired of seeing me smiling.
“It’s the look that ended up on me, Emily.”
“Hmm.”
Emily answered quietly, then put her hand on my cheek and let her mana flow.
I regenerated with super regeneration, but the pain doesn’t go away, but I feel the pain disappear with Emily’s mana.
“Uh, hmm?”
“This won’t hurt.”
I got embarrassed and shut her mouth.
Then Mullin grinned.
“Hmph. Then you lost to Emily?”
“Then you are the lowest.”
“…”
I want to turn around and lie down on her back as if it’s too much trouble to talk, but then she jumps up and grabs me by the collar.
She was about to rush into Game 3, but replaced it with a head-butt with Emily in the wagon…
“Let go. Let go ok? Let go.”
“Brother, put it first.”
It lasted until a handful of hairs on my head were eventually ripped out and I screamed.
Fuck. I’ll borrow hair balm from Madora.
“Hmph. It looks very nice.”
“It’s okay. It’s enough to play it. By the way, is your head okay?”
“What do you mean brother? No effect.”
“I set it on fire.”
“…!”
Mullin fixing her hair and me bursting with bread.
“It’s okay haha”
“This… Fuck…!”
That’s how she teased Mullin with honey jam, and when she left, she arrived at the gutter in an instant.
Mullin, alighting from her wagon, put her hands on her lap with a drained look on her face and caught her breath.
Hehe…
“Oh, the nun had to say something so vulgar…”
“I won’t keep my mouth shut unless I break the cob…”
The eyes of a woman who is supposed to be a faithful nun have a bleak life.
Unrelated…
“By the way, what are the people of the Holy Land doing?”
I did a good job at best, but the reaction from people was not good, so I was depressed.
What are you doing now
“What are you doing? I’m waiting for the main mission.”
“What is your main mission?”
What is more important than helping the sword of light flame?
“I didn’t tell you.”
“You too?”
Mullin didn’t answer and walked ahead.
… Her butt twitching, her back is sexy.
It’s embarrassing, but she’s really pretty.
“…”
Emily comes next to me and she walks away a bit.
Her breasts are greatly emphasized even with one hand holding a smoking pipe and the other holding her breasts, while holding her arm against hers.
Ah. What should I do with a heart like this Ha-hae?
[This little guy. Why did the man’s energy suddenly become full?]
[I was energized after being comforted by Mayal and doing erotic things with Ryes.]
Shut up you bastards.
Actually, you are good too.
[That’s true.]
[Ex.]
Malachia is still a bit normal.
However, it will soon fall.
The gutter, which had arrived in two days, had hardly changed from before.
Although the members of the organization that dominated this zone would have almost disappeared. Still people do not come out of the shack.
We walked and walked and came to a place where it was written as a slave house in a factory below the gutter.
It is a place where hundreds of slaves were confined and raised.
Among them was a slave engraved with a pattern that Nelf said was bothering him.
However, not here, but secretly in a deeper room.
Whoever sees it, it gives off a suspicious smell.
“Emily. Have you read the material?”
“I read it. I even saw the slave myself.”
“Huh…”
That really helps
“We’ll have to look at the scene, but that’s probably… Well.”
Emily hesitates as if she has discovered something.
She reached out her hand and stroked her wall.
As soon as she injects a little mana, the mana spreads out as if she were running on her wall.
And the mana that stretched out formed a geometric pattern.
I’m also a lecturer these days, and I read a book about magic, but it’s a pattern I didn’t see there.
“This…”
The witch is usually expressionless, but when she becomes serious, she becomes more frightening than expressionless.
I asked looking at her with her scary expression.
“What is it?”
Emily took a sip of her smoke and she replied.
“It’s an amplification magic circle.”
“Amplification…?”
The patterns engraved on the walls have an amplifying effect?
“It looks like he was trying to maximize the effect of the spell engraved on the slaves inside.”
“Spells…? You mean the patterns engraved on the slaves are spells?”
But the understanding of all things didn’t tell me anything?”
“To be precise, it’s a pattern before it becomes a spell.”
“…?”
“It’s a pattern that changes into a spell the caster wants if the person who engraved it finely adjusts it. It’s a high-level technique that people without knowledge of magic…For example, who only use skills without knowing how power is activated are unlikely to know. .”
“Hmm.”
I don’t know if I listen to the explanation, but it’s a high-level technique, and Emily, a magician who everyone acknowledges and admires, speaks as if she doesn’t understand, so one person is suspicious.
Super Wizard Herrut.
But why is he?
“Have you heard of Mana Stone?”
“That’s different from the one who carved this spell. They also have skills, but they feel relatively ordinary. If you investigate them, they might come out soon.”
“Okay.”
After that, Emily is in the gutter. She, in particular, ran all over the factory.
It was to the point where I felt sorry for dragging it along.
Mullin and I stood on either side of her escort, silently following her.
“Amplification. And combining the patterns is to obtain magical power… Maybe a sacrifice…?”
Muttering that, Emily, who organized her thoughts, came to her conclusion.
“It seems that the people with the pattern were trying to use them as sacrifices to activate a large-scale magic ceremony.”
“A sacrifice…?”
I don’t feel good.
“What will happen if it is dedicated?”
“Worst case, you’ll die.”
Is that too
“Then are these people going to be sacrificed soon?” “No. As I said before, the caster has to have a will and change the spell. The effect is gone now.”
“That… You quit because the slaves were caught?”
Silence fell.
Already…?
Does that mean that the slaves who were here were lucky enough to remain, and that others may have already been sacrificed?
“Perhaps there are people with spells engraved in this gutter, not just those slaves. Let’s try to find them.”
Serious tone.
“What on earth did they do? I don’t know much about it, but isn’t human sacrifice a taboo even in magic?”
“It’s taboo. It has a powerful effect, but dark emotions taint mana and it doesn’t produce good results… It would be nice if the ones you found were all you found, but perhaps those who were already dropped as sacrifices before that were sold. Map.”
“…”
“If you simply wanted to get a huge amount of mana, you wouldn’t have used this way and openly sucked mana from humans. This is probably a promise and a promise to yourself.”
“What is it?”
Stimulates the emotions of the second half of the middle school?
I said excitedly.
“By any chance, by forcing certain actions and restrictions on yourself and making a pledge, you make the effect stronger?”
“…I got it right.”
Emily and even Mullin glance at each other slightly.
It’s basic knowledge for an anime-watching jerk like me.
“Looking at the shape of the pattern, I think there will be no other effects other than amplification of magic power, but what I am trying to do with the amplified magic is dangerous.”
“…”
“You guessed it, Dre? The one who can do something like this is currently in Sers.”
“Are you Huroot?”
Mullin answered. You were thinking of the same guy as me last year.
As she bit into her bottle, she clicked her tongue in an annoyance.
Okay. I was suspicious of him too.
It’s been so quiet up until now, so I was rather thinking, ‘What I need to pay attention to right now is Herroot, who is strangely motionless…’, But he was doing this from behind.
Well, it’s just heartbreak, and there’s no physical evidence that he did it.
“That bastard. You’ve been plotting strange things by commissioning Real Money. What’s your purpose?”
“I don’t know. What we’re trying to do with all our strength… He knows.”
“…Let’s look around for now.”
As Emily said, we need to find out if anyone has been given the magic.
I thought it would be enough to just grind the real money, but if Huroot is involved, the matter becomes a little more serious.
Still, the residents of the gutter didn’t have any spells engraved on them, as if it ended with just a heart attack.
The only thing that bothered me was the empty, dead eyes.
There are no more harassers or blockers, but the reason I’m still in this gutter is because I have nowhere else to go.
While I was contemplating whether to ask Heart to help them, saying I would pay them back later, I heard a strange sound in my ears.
It was a sound from a dark alley.
“Uh, hurry up…!”
“You hit too hard!”
“Noisy! Who knew this would happen…”
It was quite a distance, but it sounded very good to my ears.
Two women staring at me as I silently entered the alley immediately followed me.
Walked for about 20 seconds.
In a dark alley. Three men looked at me with huge sacks and stopped moving.
Beneath … A little girl, probably about five years old, lay face down with blood on her head.
“…”
“…”
Me and the guys were silent at the same time.
“What, what are you?”
Eventually, the man spoke first.
I asked casually.
“You guys? You look like people from the dog’s district.”
At least ordinary clothes, not worn-out or thug-like clothes like people in the gutter.
Okay. They are the people who were in the dog’s territory.
Looking at the large bag, the purpose was expected, but I asked first.
“What are you doing?”
“What. You don’t know either. We’re out of supply, so we have no choice but to do it ourselves… Damn it.”
“It’s all because of that idiot who thinks it’s eight days.”
“Would you help me too? You were looking for work, right?”
“…”
I saw a child lying face down without a word. Why did the back look familiar?
As they approached, the men panicked and pointed their knives at them, cutting them all off.
“Uh, huh?”
“Why is this?”
The broken knives fell to the floor, and they took a deep breath and backed up against the wall.
I turned the child’s body around.
The child who was growing empty, shivering intermittently and barely breathing… Was the younger sister of the pickpocket boy and the girl who asked me for a ride with a clear face.
“…”
I wasn’t particularly angry.
I’m just curious.
The things that physically strangled the gutter are gone.
I have a chance to go outside, but I wonder why those bastards are still doing this.
The answer to that came soon.
They probably have a superior who is holding their lifelines, and they took the appropriate action as the weak to listen to their demands.
Okay. The weak don’t even have the right to choose.
So, for now, I’ll let you choose.
“Choose.”
“Uh, huh?”
I said to those who hesitated when they saw me pulling out the sword.
“I’ll take you to the top of you. I’ll be tortured and searched here.”
I’m not angry.
Never.
