Chapter 124 – Hero NTR
Taking the sword from the paladin’s arms, I threw them away.
Seeing as he was whimpering in the middle of it, he didn’t seem to be dead.
I asked the one who came to his senses about this and that, but as expected there was no answer.
Rather, it just made me feel bad.
―Quit, kill it!
Because the hairy guy said something like a female knight captured by an orc.
“Ugh, that shit.”
Still, there was a harvest.
I also got a sharp sword, and I didn’t have enough clothes to wear, so I found a woman’s clothes in the backpack that the attendant had.
“How are you, Changmuk? Matches well?”
We are just putting them on.
“Uh. But your chest looks a little stuffy.”
“Okay? Wait a minute!”
How many cups is that?
As I don’t know the unit for measuring the size of a woman’s breast, I can only say that Osiel’s breasts are fucking big.
Thanks to that, the plain tunic she wore looked like a single dress to my eyes.
―Jiik!
After hearing my words, Osiel tore the front of the tunic a little and reformed it more comfortably.
Naturally, when the depth of the breastbone was revealed, my gaze was taken away without me knowing, but I soon regained my senses and hurriedly turned my head.
“Yes? Changmuk, did you steal it now?”
“Nope. I was looking at the sky Really.”
The lower jaw trembled.
I, who failed in the duty defense battle a moment ago, was eaten.
Two more times.
Of course, mixing with Osiel was great, but I wanted to do it no more than three times a day.
“Come to think of it, why do they have the Holy Sword?”
“The holy sword?”
Fortunately, Osiel started talking about the sword I was holding, perhaps as a joke.
A simple design scabbard.
There is nothing particularly special about the sword other than that it is made of silver or white, and that it is well-balanced even when I hear it even though I am not familiar with swords.
“Is this a holy sword?”
“The word is a holy sword, it’s just a silver sword. Originally, Yurgon would have it.”
Does that mean he’s dead?
I didn’t care too much.
I was going to kill him with my own hands if he was still alive, but that’s a good thing.
“Oh oh… Holy sword.”
Rather than whether that bastard is alive or dead, the echo of the word holy sword made my blood boil.
It’s self-proclaimed, but it’s been a while since I decided to become a hero, and the holy sword came into my hands.
It’s as if the world is asking me to be a hero.
Excited inside, I lightly wiped my philtrum and put my hand on the hilt of my sword.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just throw it away? I heard that you can’t be chosen without the permission of the goddess anyway….”
I even pulled it out.
“Uh? What?”
There was no brilliant light or burst of divine power, but the sharp blade captured my heart.
I’m not good at handling the sword, so I thought if I learned from Yeren, I’d come out with a good attitude.
“Goddess… Did you allow it? Changmuk… ?”
“What do you allow?”
Osiel, perplexed for some reason, tried to tell me something,
『This is not permitted as a user of Luminator.』
―Confirm that the hero’s protection remains in the body.
―The warrior’s protection is divided into two objects.
―In order to prevent collision errors, the fate of a hero is given to an object with a high percentage of total amount.
“Uh, uh uh.”
“Why, why, Changmuk-ah!?”
I started to feel the elation along with the messages that suddenly appeared.
A message that reappeared with the fullness of recovering what was originally mine.
『You have been selected as a hero.』
“Oh, fuck.”
Warrior?
I?
… Really?
“What’s up!? It’s okay?”
Urgently, Osiel approached me and looked at me with worried eyes.
She didn’t mean to worry her, so she opened her mouth.
“Look at me… Are you a warrior?”
“What… Called?”
It seems that the goddess has become senile.
If that’s not the case, he vomited up Jurgen.
While I was at a loss for a moment, I turned my head to the sound of fibers rubbing.
“You! Oh, why take off your clothes!”
“Warrior… Changmuk is a warrior…. Ha… It’s like a dream….”
Fuck, what does being a hero have to do with taking off your clothes?
“Oh God.”
Right after I became a hero, I shed tears up and down.
* * *
There were two most faithful followers of the Holy Empire.
Of course, the first is Osiel, who is called the daughter of the goddess.
She was a devout believer before she became a saint.
And next is Aldern, the leader of the Paladins.
He, who had been protecting her holy empire, stepped down from her line of work and assisted her after her saintess descended.
She worships and protects her holy woman, considering her goddess right below her.
Such a saintess was no longer here.
‘Cause she’s been taken away by the pope.
It was the Pope’s greed that caused her to leave the Holy Empire.
A stupid desire to accompany the hero when he appeared and leave a pilgrimage.
However, Aldern did not step forward because he was well aware that that desire was manifested in order to spread the goddess more widely.
As usual that day, it was time to start the day by praying and searching for rumors about the saintess.
―The hero is hostile to the saintess.
He had long ago realized that a guy named Yurgon had a disposition unsuitable for the position of a hero, but he didn’t know that he would be stupid enough to oppose the saintess.
It was an arbitrary order, but no one restrained it.
Because everyone here, in the Holy Empire, was of the same mind.
I just wanted to catch the dirty warrior as soon as possible and inject him with divine power.
Aldern was greatly enraged at missing the hero who ran away like a rat so many times,
―Jurgen Granwald lost his qualifications as a hero.
Revelation on the altar.
It wasn’t one
―The purity of Osiel Daytona was trampled on. Bring those wicked bitches to this land.
Even if that was the first revelation, the second was a revelation of truly absurd content.
Never before has there been a revelation so direct and full of anger.
He had doubts about whether the goddess he believed in and followed was true, but Aldern was also a believer.
Knowing very well that doubting her goddess is like denying her own existence, he conveyed the revelation to all the Paladins.
Immediately arrest the saintess and the person who trampled on her virginity.
Before long, he too finished arming himself and set out outside the Holy Empire.
“The only one who can bring me back alive is the saintess.”
In the revelation of the goddess, there was no word to bring her alive.
Its filthy body will only be able to enter this place, the Land of the Goddess, only after it has been chopped into small pieces.
* * *
Sophia Drin couldn’t help but let out a sigh of her own accord as she looked at the two of them who had come to her cabin.
A child with dragon’s blood and an eccentric with an insane mind.
Whatever the case, both were women.
“That, that I am Ed’s… Friend? That’s why it’s called Beatrice….”
“… All right, come in.”
Unwilling to listen to what she had already heard, she allowed the robed woman to enter.
She wasn’t particularly jealous.
But it’s true that she’s not in a good mood.
At that time,
“Hmm. A crude, poorly refined scent… Ugh. Even if it makes me sick, I will have to endure it.”
Eskis, the woman following behind Beatrice, who led the way, murmured.
Sophia Drin, frowning at him, asked absurdly.
“Are you saying that to me right now?”
“Well? Of course. What are you looking at?”
Sophia Drin’s self-esteem swelled at Eskis’ attitude, now overtly clutching her nose.
She’s been trying something new lately because what she’s researching doesn’t work out, but she dismisses it as a crude scent on a subject she doesn’t know much about.
“What is this all about? Just in case, are you Ed’s friend too?”
“Ed? I don’t know who he is, and I don’t have any friends. Even if it was, it would have already been lost~”
“That feels good.”
Sophia Drin, who had a slightly refreshed expression at Eskis’s words, slammed the door shut.
It will be difficult to enter thanks to the shamanistic treatment.
Outside of her, Eskis heard a muffled knock on her door, but she ignored it and approached Beatrice.
“Where did you leave Ed and did you come alone?”
She asked calmly.
Ed didn’t think the situation was dangerous, but in that case, there was nothing she could do about it.
Because she couldn’t get out of this cabin like her mortal spirit.
“Ed.”
When she heard the name she knew, Lia, who had come creeping up to her, spotted her Beatrice, looked her up and down, then went back to her place with a disappointed expression, sat down on her side and glared at her. Saw.
“Ah… That is….”
Beatrice told her all about Edgar’s situation.
Right before she met Balladur, she had heard her story about Sophia Drin, and even though this was the first time she was meeting her, she felt a strange trust.
When the story was over, Sophia Drinne replied with an expression that was otherwise unchanged.
“It will be fine.”
“Yes?”
“It will be fine.”
Of course, Beatrice herself didn’t doubt that, but it was natural for her to be concerned.
It crossed her mind that maybe this Sophia Drinne didn’t like Ed very much.
“Because you made a promise to me. Ed will definitely come back.”
Having said that, Sophia Drinn turned her body around and sat down in a chair to continue studying the artificial womb.
However, every time she moved her hand, the reagent bottle fell to the floor and broke, or the ingredients were mixed.
“You promised.”
Moments later, a clear liquid that appeared to be unnecessary for the artificial womb dripped onto the study table.
Beatrice sat down on a suitable floor to pretend she didn’t see it and lowered her head.
‘Ed. I made it clear…. If you die, I die too.’
The two women earnestly prayed for the same wish.
―Quaang!
At that moment, the door was smashed with a roar.
“What the hell is this? Is it witchcraft? It’s pretty solid.”
As the thick smoke cleared, Eskis appeared.
When the door could not be opened with force alone, he obtained materials from the surroundings and made explosives and set them off.
It was close to impossible to do such a thing in such a short amount of time, but it was simple for her who had reached the pinnacle of her alchemy.
“Who is Ed to be so squeamish? Can I help you?”
Her Beatrice and Sophia Drin only stared blankly at her.
It’s because I was flustered by an unexpected situation.
“Yes.”
Only Lia spit out a single word.
“Does he have hair or bodily fluids or something?”
Sophia Drin recalled the semen she had previously stored.
Her witch movements were very fast.
