Chapter 78 – Disruption
The fate of the route that Jurgen would have chosen Beatrice.
『Pending ‘NO. 3 ENDING: Balladur Beatrice’s limb amputation’ event will be held.』
―Balladur, whose power is sealed, chases after the hero.
―After this, Balladur appears to Beatrice with a malicious purpose!
The main character, Urgon, who chose Beatrice, seals Balladur, but eventually loses and is taken to Rare and dies after undergoing all sorts of torture.
In a very special and terrifying way.
After that, Beatrice’s epilogue follows.
Observing her by imprisoning her body and mind after destroying her body.
It was something I wouldn’t do if it wasn’t an evil dragon and a light dragon.
Even though the IF ending is unrealized, Balladur’s power was sealed thanks to me skipping all the steps and mixing with Beatrice.
But even so, Baladur was powerful.
Because Yurgon, who had the warrior’s protection intact, was killed in an instant.
‘Also….’
From the message that appeared after intermingling with Neritiel, I assumed that the original game in this world, ‘The Story of Pure Love’, would not be a beautiful story.
And my guess was correct.
‘It wasn’t a normal game.’
There are still only two endings, but that has been proven enough.
The original game was a crazy game with a bad ending.
A cruel future was predestined for the chosen heroine, and it is the same for the non-chosen heroine.
In the case of Neritiel, the restoration of the World Tree will fail and the elves will face extinction, and in the case of Beatrice, Balladur will come and be raped by him to give birth to a child.
In the end, I was convinced that there would be no happy ending either way.
However.
‘I can change it.’
And,
『?』
―This is the fourth heroine. It will be opened after completing the raid.
I couldn’t even tell who the first heroine was, but in the last position, a shadow in a prayerful posture.
That silhouette was definitely the saintess, Osiel Daytona.
If I don’t intervene, the saintess will have a bad ending in the near future.
I won’t let that happen.
As I close my eyes for a moment, the reward that follows.
『Collision Error』
―Receive some of the warrior’s protection.
『Blessing of the Hero』
―Currently 18 percent.
『As a side quest reward, some of the lost warrior’s protection is restored.』
『Blessing of the Hero』
-Currently 30 percent.
I felt a heavy sensation in my lower leg.
It was only when he confirmed that his penis had become even more powerful that he opened his mouth.
“Baladur will pursue Jurgen first. I’ll come after you after he dies. Until then, you have to prepare.”
Just now.
Bringing out the name of the evil dragon called Balladur, which Beatrice had never mentioned before, I told her story to ask her to trust me.
Hearing that name, Beatrice was taken aback, then half-confident with her watery eyes, so she scolded her.
“Oops… Yes Yes….”
Beatrice, who had collapsed on the bed with her entire body covered in whitish liquid, twitched her hips and replied softly.
“Did you hear that right?”
“Sure… Aww… But I can’t say I’m prepared… Ouch!”
Slap!
I spanked Beatrice’s plump ass once.
“You decided to believe. Trust me. Because there is a way.”
According to the original ending, Jurgon died after being subjected to a very terrible thing by Balladur.
It was very shocking to reflect on it, but anyway, I will use that method this time.
“Yes… Ahhh, more than that, my legs are weak….”
Having said that, Beatrice whimpered and lifted and lowered her legs with her hands before collapsing onto the bed.
As if she was not ashamed of it, she deliberately exposed her cunt, which made her cry and her semen flowed out.
You want to try it with me now?
“It still seems to be lacking. Because I was rewarded… Good.”
“Lack… What? What… ? Hee!”
The warrior’s protection obtained as a reward was still flocking to his cock.
“Now, wait a minute! Hwh, huh-!♥”
That heavy bat was enough to make Beatrice her mess.
However, she maintained a friendly and cherished relationship without being violent.
Beyond her simple pleasure, I thought that the girl I saw in her reminiscence room was an act to cover up her fate that she would go through with me.
She excitedly shuffled her body again, but her legs were gripping my waist, so I couldn’t get them out, and even though I ejaculated several times, I couldn’t stop.
“Euhiiik-!♥ More, harder-!
… I guess I’m the one getting eaten.
I dismissed it as an illusion.
* * *
Yurgon, who came to his senses, trembled his body.
Not because I gave in to this pain, but because I felt an unbearable rage.
“Hoo-wook, whoo… Fuck… !”
Wiping the vomit and blood off his body, he wrinkled his face and struck the bathroom wall with his clenched fist.
Quaang!
Still strong
However, if it had been its original strength, it would not have dented the stone wall like this, but rather smashed it.
“Once it happened like this… All that remains is the saintess.”
The hero’s protection was cut in half, and the two colleagues he was aiming for betrayed him.
Since they were colleagues who hated him from the beginning, this was Yurgon’s misunderstanding.
“It’s better.”
He decided to think positively.
Because the choices are reduced, the worries are gone.
Jurgon swallowed her saliva, recalling the lustful body of a saintess that could not be covered even by her nun’s uniform.
“I’ll hang out with you a little bit.”
After making up his mind to wear a mask to capture Osiel, Jurgen left the inn after taking a shower.
Of course, there were no calculations.
“This bitch, why didn’t you tell me about the inn… Whoa.”
As he did not know the location of the inn the saintess was staying at, she had no choice but to search for each inn nearby.
―Coooooung…
But then, divine magic floated into the air.
The powerful divine power that filled the city like this could not be handled unless it was a saintess.
“What is that.”
An angelic-eyed figure floated in the air, scanning many people in the city.
It was very unpleasant for a divine magic.
“Is there a saintess down there?”
Lucky for you.
Thinking nothing of it, Yurgon strode towards that direction.
When a flower shop appeared, I grabbed a handful of well-packaged flowers as if they were my own, and continued on my way.
“I-I… The calculation….”
Naturally, a message appeared in front of Yurgon’s eyes, who ignored it.
―The evil dragon Balladur is chasing you.
“Baladur? Like an asshole.”
Pudeudeuk.
You dare to pursue yourself, a warrior?
He could have cut down an evil dragon he had never even heard of.
He murmured, suppressing the anger that had risen for a moment.
“If you’re coming, come see me.”
After arriving at the inn where the saintess is presumed to be staying, following the divine magic shot into her air, he found out the number of the saintess’s room by shouting at the innkeeper.
―It’s hard….
Climbing the stairs to the third floor, Yurgon heard a strange sound.
‘A monster?’
No, it can’t be.
Looks like they’re fixing the door to the guest room upstairs.
However, as Jurgon approached the saintess’s room, the grotesque sound grew louder.
―It’s hard… Aduk… Where are you….
It was Osiel’s voice.
It was always a soft voice that was nice to hear, but today, for some reason, it didn’t look good.
“Whoa. I need to soothe him.”
Yurgon wriggled his fingers sinisterly.
When he arrived at the door, goose bumps ran down Jurgon’s back.
Bang!
Even so, he ignored the sensation and kicked the saintess’s door with her foot and entered.
What catches his eye is the figure of a saintess sitting with her eyes closed and her hands brought to her face.
If you saw it from afar, it created a pious atmosphere enough to mistake it for praying.
But, on the other hand, if you see it up close like Jurgen.
―It’s hard… Aduk… Hard… Aduk… Why. Hard… Aduk… Hard… Can’t you see
Aduk… Hard… Where are you Aduk… Hard… Aduk… Hard… Aduk… Say this
Hard… Aduk… You know I can’t find it hard… Aduk… Hard… Aduk…
You will face the image of a madwoman, not a saint.
Like Jurgen now.
“There is no such thing as a crazy bitch!”
Perhaps because she hadn’t slept, the saintess’ closed eyes were dark and stunned.
Her fingernails were all bitten and blood was leaking little by little, and it seemed that she was not aware that she had entered, perhaps because she was focusing on her divine magic.
The flowers plundered from Jurgon’s hand fell to the floor.
“Crazy bitch… !”
Displeased with the imperfect state of her saintess, who was to be her own, Jurgon approached her.
“Where to hide-“
Damn!
He even slapped his cheek.
“…… ?”
Ociel, who collapsed onto the bed from the strong shock, finally opened her eyes.
She looked up at Jurgon, placing her hand on her burning cheek.
“What are you doing!”
Frustrated, Jurgon grabbed the saintess by the shoulders and shook her wildly.
She was now the only saint to herself.
And the only thing she could do with her saintly body was herself.
The same goes for his party, Osiel.
Even if you break it, you will break it yourself.
“Beatrice, the damn bitch ran away too. Of course, that would be a good thing for you.
She was a saint, too, and it was clear that she liked herself.
You must be glad that your competitor disappeared on its own.
Even though he was always ticklish on the outside, Jurgon knew that was not his true intention.
“… Beatrice?”
However, instead of looking happy, Osiel asked with a strange expression.
“Okay! Well, I’ll focus on you from now on. In a way, it must be natural. I, the hero, and you, the saint, continue—”
The words of Yurgon, who had a great misunderstanding, were cut off in the middle.
“Get out.”
Cold words came out of the saintess’ mouth.
“What now… ?”
Jurgon was in a panic.
It’s the first time I’ve heard of a saintess, rather than the way she treats herself at the doorstep.
“Hey.”
When Jurgon opened her mouth and stared blankly at himself, the eyes of the saintess, who had always been naive and innocent, changed into beaks.
“Get out. This crap… Get out now.”
Osiel wanted to spit out her accumulated words, but she calmly swallowed her curse words to avoid her holy power being cut in half once again.
Even so, Jurgon seemed to have no intention of leaving at all.
“Hmm… Is it in good condition too? Okay, even if I don’t have a special massage—”
It was when Jurgon approached Osiel, pretending reluctantly, rolling up the sleeves of her arms.
『Manus-』
As her divine incantation uttered from Osiel’s mouth, her huge, holy arm stretched out and struck Jurgon.
Kwajik!
“Kuheugh… !”
Immediately after being slammed against the wall of the inn, he collapsed to the floor, sticking out his tongue and breathing out.
He felt a burning rage.
This happened because he didn’t think about attacking himself, so he didn’t defend himself.
It wasn’t because he was weak.
“This… 8 years old….”
Shaking her head vigorously and lifting her up, he looked at Osiel with a ferocious expression, but she had already disappeared.
『From this moment on, Saint Osiel Daytona is regarded as an enemy.』
―Track your location in real time.
For some reason, a message of hope appeared to Yurgon.
“Okay… Enemy.”
He took this to mean that he was free to do anything to her saintess.
Saihan delusions flared up in his head.
