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A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 132

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 132

Chapter 132 – Episode 132. Top 10 Strong (2)

Verdia.

A lofty woman who has no doubt that everyone believes that she is strong.

‘Goddess of War Valkarian. Please hear my confession.’

But the public doesn’t know.

Even though she has been called a strong person now, Verdia herself does not consider herself to have a body suitable for a strong person.

‘I am a single human being.’

She is a knight who is only slightly stronger than others.

She was just a priest who spent more time praying than others…

She couldn’t help but doubt at every moment whether she was qualified to shoulder the great cause.

‘Even though it is difficult to withstand the weight of the sword in my hand, I am a weak being who can do nothing but brag in front of others.’

Even though the responsibility that did not fit the scale was considered heavy, Verdia did not throw away the responsibility given to her in the end.

She’s not just for a cause. It wasn’t even her self-sacrificing idea that if someone had to carry it, she would carry it herself.

The beginning is a simple desire to support one person, not the world.

It was because of her sympathy for a girl much smaller than herself and infinitely ignorant.

‘But what scares me more than having my true self exposed is the fact that sooner or later the small existence that comforted me will have to support this world.’

Yes, no matter how much he shouldered the great task, he started as a small and weak girl.

Without someone to guide them, they cannot make their own decisions, and when they fall into danger, they have no choice but to burst into tears and buy the sympathy of their enemies or wait for someone to come running to protect them.

But the world is heartless, and the future that everyone will depend on that ignorant and weak girl someday will not change…

‘I wonder if the child can’t handle the weight and runs away… No, I’d rather run away. If, by any chance, that child fails to fulfill her calling, and she collapses without being able to bear the weight…’

The more I imagined the future of such a girl, the more I felt a feeling I would call fear well up in my heart.

She shed tears over the death of her colleague.

Because I was so afraid that the girl who had comforted me innocently would despair in my future…

‘Even so, if someone cannot replace the child’s destiny… I ask that she hear one simple prayer from me that she has met him.’

She had no choice but to hope that such a future would not come, and would pray to the sky whenever she was alone.

If someone else couldn’t carry what the girl should be carrying, she said that she, who was comforted by that girl, hoped that she would be her strength.

‘Please give me the strength to support one person.’

To myself who did not have the power to carry the world.

At least, I hope you have the power to lead the girl who will bear that fate instead.

***

“… I am grateful for this world.”

A woman who devoted herself with only one such calling in her heart, at this moment she wanted to prove to a man what she had achieved.

“I am grateful for the transparency of this world, given the opportunity to change my mind into power.”

A man who was stronger than he was, but chose to take responsibility for his own selfishness.

She wants to prove her own efforts at this moment, which has become a wall that even he cannot overcome by shouldering her responsibility.

“I don’t even know why the demon lord exists in this world, and why that little girl was destined to fight against the demon lord. … However, that does not mean resignation to the harsh world, but a determination to face such a future.”

Even if you can’t carry them all.

Because I was determined to support the girl who had to shoulder everything. Even so, she desperately hoped that her own efforts would lead to a path that would sustain the world as a whole.

“… The sword held in her hand was created by forming such a heart.”

Even that weight is far beyond what one person can carry…

Anyone who encounters it will realize it.

A woman who has trained herself without hesitation in her responsibilities, it is only through such efforts that she has attained strength that transcends humanity.

Even so, she is not satisfied there, and she will even show her determination to further expand her own limits.

“Can you afford it? The weight of this sword.”

The sword made of brilliance created by creating such a life begins to be aimed at the man who confronted her.

The sword stretched out as straight as his heart, confidently and without a single sway.

“If you can’t handle it, surrender. If you do, it will save her life.”

Despite her strength, there was something called mercy in her sword.

But if, even with her weapon drawn, she behaves uglyly, she will treat him as an executioner, not as a warrior.

“… Whoa.”

Hearing such a sentence, Bardos sighed deeply, spitting out the cigarette, which soon produced blue smoke.

Deep enough to expel any remaining air in his lungs. As if to teach me that I lost my fighting spirit.

“Can I go to the bathroom for a minute?”

“… Are you trying to run away?”

“No, not that.”

Verdia frowned at the words that followed immediately after that.

As soon as Bardos heard that, he shook his hands and began scratching the back of his head in disdain.

The atmosphere was so light that it contrasted with the astonishment I felt before.

While feeling a sense of distance from him, Bardos soon pointed to his lower body and said.

“I’m ashamed to say it out loud, but I just got an erection.”

“… What?”

“You said you had an erection. I want to take care of this, but how can I not?”

“…”

Verdia followed his finger without saying a word and only looked down.

Even after taking off her top, her bottoms were still intact, but the area between her legs was strangely bulging.

To the point where you can see how big it is even by looking at it.

“… What.”

How long has it been since you engraved it in your eyes?

“What what what…”

Soon, her open mouth began to tremble, and Verdia’s eyes, which had turned her face red, began to open wide.

“J-J, now you guys! What are you talking about!!”

Yes, it was a sight enough to panic.

To the extent that even the gogoham that had been maintained before was disturbed.

“Eh, to say such vulgar things in a situation like this…! Seriously, are you trying to confuse me and see an opportunity!?”

Verdia hesitated as she displayed the momentum to wield her sword at any moment. But even in the midst of that, her gaze is directed to the lower half of Bardos.

Even if you don’t want to be conscious of it, unconsciously.

When I couldn’t stand it and hid my face with my hands, Bardos, surprised by the unexpected reaction, started to snort.

“Puhehe, what is that figure? I thought you would only wield a sword honestly, but you have a pretty cute side, don’t you?”

“… Bardos, you bastard.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it… I unintentionally disturbed the serious atmosphere.”

My attack doesn’t work, and the tension that has developed is released in an instant.

Bardos, who had such a comfortable face, began to shrug his shoulders, wiping the corners of his mouth where the faint smoke was flowing.

“Anyway, even that clumsy and affectionate lady is bound to change over time. I don’t particularly hate that kind of human appearance… Have you ever had a boyfriend?”

“Everyone, shut up. Shut up! Right now we are in a state where we are facing a battle to the death!”

“Okay, okay, I’ll stop at this point. I’d like to see you more embarrassed, but it’s troublesome if your throat drops from provoking it more.”

Verdia, who is displaying the momentum to wield the sword in her hand at any moment.

Sensing a sense of danger, Bardos took a step back and quietly put his hand in his pocket.

In order to prepare to use the ‘trumpet tool’ that has been laid to rest within it.

“But there is one misunderstanding, what you just said was not meant as a joke.”

The words he uttered as he grabbed it had a very serious color to them.

“What…”

“Because even after coming down to the dark, my body had never been properly excited.”

I’m not kidding.

He is the one who left everything in search of freedom and came down to the dark side, but nothing he experienced there satisfied him.

No strong alcohol, no hugging any attractive woman.

As if he developed a tolerance for even that fleeting pleasure, only his emptiness stirred his heart.

“But maybe it’s because it’s really a situation where you’ll die if you’re not careful, don’t you see things that haven’t been standing all of a sudden stand clearly?”

Because it was so empty, the current excitement cannot be overlooked.

On the other hand, Bardos, obsessed with the sense of nostalgia, put his finger on the end of the tobacco he took out of his pocket and placed it in his mouth.

“Anyway, the thrill is something that every moment is felt by small puppies who are dangerous.”

– Chijik.

Embers burning with the friction of your fingers. What leaked from the burned tobacco was smoke with a color opposite to that of the previously burned tobacco.

“It’s red tobacco. It is several times stronger than the blue one I used earlier.”

Bardos’ body swelled up as he sucked in the smoke, and blood vessels began to form in his sharply opened eyes.

“The aftereffects are severe, but I won’t be bored with you.”

Clearly, a completely different state from before.

Even so, his voice was so cold.

Even if there is no guarantee that I will defeat the person in front of me, as if I am ready to take on all the responsibilities that will come at the end.

“… Do you have any intention of running away?”

“Escape? Why would I run away when I finally found something that could stimulate me?”

Yeah, winning or losing doesn’t matter.

Rather, this moment might be the end of my life, the primal instinct to feel in that dangerous situation is what he wants.

“Anyway, it’s natural that you can’t find this kind of stimulation even in the dark. In the end, there are a lot of people who have only one body to protect, so how can you find someone who wants to be strong enough to support the world?”

Shit.

The moment when a smile that was darker than ever was painted on his lips.

“Just for today, thank you Verdia. She has grown into a woman who is so awesome that she excites none other than Bardos.”

“… Even if you express it that way.”

Even the biggest praise that followed at the end sounded bad, but it was only because he had a different disposition from himself. He had no intention of ignoring the truth.

The renegade Bardos.

Although he has become a villain, having abandoned the responsibility that comes with power, if he does not run away from this position or surrender, he should be regarded as a warrior.

“I ask you one last time, do you really have no intention of surrendering?”

“Yes, even if my life runs out here, there will be no surrender.”

Once again confirming her sincerity, Bardos began to slowly aim her memorized skill in her hand at her.

Preparing to release the speculation that was burning even at this moment by concentrating it into the weapon in my hand.

“Come on, war god’s shrine maiden.”

The moment when a voice as sharp as the sword at the end resonated.

Verdia, who made her nervous again, raised her sword and spoke quietly.

“… I will gladly respond to that courage. Solver Bardos.”

The conversation ended with that.

Immediately after, the weapons pointed at each other turned into a flash of light.

-Quaaaaa!!

Eventually, at the place where each other’s forces collided, a gigantic piercing sound resounded, enough to resonate throughout the city.

The moment when a battle with an obvious ending began.

However, no matter what the result was, there would be no regrets between the two of them.

***

…And.

“So, you’re saying that the person who took Celica was the one who rented the entire mansion?”

“Yes, yes. Yes… Uh, heh!”

After informing the three of Bardos’ existence, I remained at the scene alone. After tracking the traces left there, I reached the entrance of the mansion and had time to eat the mercenary who was guarding it.

The reason is simple.

Since we don’t know what awaits us at the site in the future, it would be better to acquire at least a little bit of information before going.

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 132

A Party of Warriors Raped by Hypnosis 132

Chapter 132 - Episode 132. Top 10 Strong (2)



Verdia.

A lofty woman who has no doubt that everyone believes that she is strong.


'Goddess of War Valkarian. Please hear my confession.'


But the public doesn't know.

Even though she has been called a strong person now, Verdia herself does not consider herself to have a body suitable for a strong person.


'I am a single human being.'


She is a knight who is only slightly stronger than others.

She was just a priest who spent more time praying than others...

She couldn't help but doubt at every moment whether she was qualified to shoulder the great cause.


'Even though it is difficult to withstand the weight of the sword in my hand, I am a weak being who can do nothing but brag in front of others.'


Even though the responsibility that did not fit the scale was considered heavy, Verdia did not throw away the responsibility given to her in the end.

She's not just for a cause. It wasn't even her self-sacrificing idea that if someone had to carry it, she would carry it herself.

The beginning is a simple desire to support one person, not the world.

It was because of her sympathy for a girl much smaller than herself and infinitely ignorant.


'But what scares me more than having my true self exposed is the fact that sooner or later the small existence that comforted me will have to support this world.'


Yes, no matter how much he shouldered the great task, he started as a small and weak girl.

Without someone to guide them, they cannot make their own decisions, and when they fall into danger, they have no choice but to burst into tears and buy the sympathy of their enemies or wait for someone to come running to protect them.

But the world is heartless, and the future that everyone will depend on that ignorant and weak girl someday will not change...


'I wonder if the child can't handle the weight and runs away... No, I'd rather run away. If, by any chance, that child fails to fulfill her calling, and she collapses without being able to bear the weight...'


The more I imagined the future of such a girl, the more I felt a feeling I would call fear well up in my heart.

She shed tears over the death of her colleague.

Because I was so afraid that the girl who had comforted me innocently would despair in my future...


'Even so, if someone cannot replace the child's destiny... I ask that she hear one simple prayer from me that she has met him.'


She had no choice but to hope that such a future would not come, and would pray to the sky whenever she was alone.

If someone else couldn't carry what the girl should be carrying, she said that she, who was comforted by that girl, hoped that she would be her strength.


'Please give me the strength to support one person.'


To myself who did not have the power to carry the world.

At least, I hope you have the power to lead the girl who will bear that fate instead.


***


“... I am grateful for this world.”

A woman who devoted herself with only one such calling in her heart, at this moment she wanted to prove to a man what she had achieved.

"I am grateful for the transparency of this world, given the opportunity to change my mind into power."

A man who was stronger than he was, but chose to take responsibility for his own selfishness.

She wants to prove her own efforts at this moment, which has become a wall that even he cannot overcome by shouldering her responsibility.

"I don't even know why the demon lord exists in this world, and why that little girl was destined to fight against the demon lord. ... However, that does not mean resignation to the harsh world, but a determination to face such a future."


Even if you can't carry them all.

Because I was determined to support the girl who had to shoulder everything. Even so, she desperately hoped that her own efforts would lead to a path that would sustain the world as a whole.

"... The sword held in her hand was created by forming such a heart."

Even that weight is far beyond what one person can carry...

Anyone who encounters it will realize it.

A woman who has trained herself without hesitation in her responsibilities, it is only through such efforts that she has attained strength that transcends humanity.

Even so, she is not satisfied there, and she will even show her determination to further expand her own limits.

"Can you afford it? The weight of this sword."

The sword made of brilliance created by creating such a life begins to be aimed at the man who confronted her.

The sword stretched out as straight as his heart, confidently and without a single sway.


"If you can't handle it, surrender. If you do, it will save her life."

Despite her strength, there was something called mercy in her sword.

But if, even with her weapon drawn, she behaves uglyly, she will treat him as an executioner, not as a warrior.

"... Whoa."

Hearing such a sentence, Bardos sighed deeply, spitting out the cigarette, which soon produced blue smoke.

Deep enough to expel any remaining air in his lungs. As if to teach me that I lost my fighting spirit.


"Can I go to the bathroom for a minute?"

"... Are you trying to run away?"

"No, not that."

Verdia frowned at the words that followed immediately after that.

As soon as Bardos heard that, he shook his hands and began scratching the back of his head in disdain.

The atmosphere was so light that it contrasted with the astonishment I felt before.

While feeling a sense of distance from him, Bardos soon pointed to his lower body and said.

"I'm ashamed to say it out loud, but I just got an erection."

"... What?"

"You said you had an erection. I want to take care of this, but how can I not?"

"..."

Verdia followed his finger without saying a word and only looked down.

Even after taking off her top, her bottoms were still intact, but the area between her legs was strangely bulging.

To the point where you can see how big it is even by looking at it.

"... What."

How long has it been since you engraved it in your eyes?

"What what what..."

Soon, her open mouth began to tremble, and Verdia's eyes, which had turned her face red, began to open wide.








"J-J, now you guys! What are you talking about!!"

Yes, it was a sight enough to panic.

To the extent that even the gogoham that had been maintained before was disturbed.

"Eh, to say such vulgar things in a situation like this...! Seriously, are you trying to confuse me and see an opportunity!?"

Verdia hesitated as she displayed the momentum to wield her sword at any moment. But even in the midst of that, her gaze is directed to the lower half of Bardos.

Even if you don't want to be conscious of it, unconsciously.

When I couldn't stand it and hid my face with my hands, Bardos, surprised by the unexpected reaction, started to snort.

"Puhehe, what is that figure? I thought you would only wield a sword honestly, but you have a pretty cute side, don't you?"

"... Bardos, you bastard."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it... I unintentionally disturbed the serious atmosphere."

My attack doesn't work, and the tension that has developed is released in an instant.

Bardos, who had such a comfortable face, began to shrug his shoulders, wiping the corners of his mouth where the faint smoke was flowing.

"Anyway, even that clumsy and affectionate lady is bound to change over time. I don't particularly hate that kind of human appearance... Have you ever had a boyfriend?"

"Everyone, shut up. Shut up! Right now we are in a state where we are facing a battle to the death!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop at this point. I'd like to see you more embarrassed, but it's troublesome if your throat drops from provoking it more."

Verdia, who is displaying the momentum to wield the sword in her hand at any moment.

Sensing a sense of danger, Bardos took a step back and quietly put his hand in his pocket.

In order to prepare to use the 'trumpet tool' that has been laid to rest within it.

"But there is one misunderstanding, what you just said was not meant as a joke."

The words he uttered as he grabbed it had a very serious color to them.

"What..."

"Because even after coming down to the dark, my body had never been properly excited."

I'm not kidding.

He is the one who left everything in search of freedom and came down to the dark side, but nothing he experienced there satisfied him.

No strong alcohol, no hugging any attractive woman.

As if he developed a tolerance for even that fleeting pleasure, only his emptiness stirred his heart.

"But maybe it's because it's really a situation where you'll die if you're not careful, don't you see things that haven't been standing all of a sudden stand clearly?"

Because it was so empty, the current excitement cannot be overlooked.

On the other hand, Bardos, obsessed with the sense of nostalgia, put his finger on the end of the tobacco he took out of his pocket and placed it in his mouth.

"Anyway, the thrill is something that every moment is felt by small puppies who are dangerous."

- Chijik.

Embers burning with the friction of your fingers. What leaked from the burned tobacco was smoke with a color opposite to that of the previously burned tobacco.

"It's red tobacco. It is several times stronger than the blue one I used earlier."

Bardos' body swelled up as he sucked in the smoke, and blood vessels began to form in his sharply opened eyes.

"The aftereffects are severe, but I won't be bored with you."

Clearly, a completely different state from before.

Even so, his voice was so cold.

Even if there is no guarantee that I will defeat the person in front of me, as if I am ready to take on all the responsibilities that will come at the end.

"... Do you have any intention of running away?"

"Escape? Why would I run away when I finally found something that could stimulate me?"

Yeah, winning or losing doesn't matter.

Rather, this moment might be the end of my life, the primal instinct to feel in that dangerous situation is what he wants.

"Anyway, it's natural that you can't find this kind of stimulation even in the dark. In the end, there are a lot of people who have only one body to protect, so how can you find someone who wants to be strong enough to support the world?"

Shit.

The moment when a smile that was darker than ever was painted on his lips.

"Just for today, thank you Verdia. She has grown into a woman who is so awesome that she excites none other than Bardos."

"... Even if you express it that way."

Even the biggest praise that followed at the end sounded bad, but it was only because he had a different disposition from himself. He had no intention of ignoring the truth.

The renegade Bardos.

Although he has become a villain, having abandoned the responsibility that comes with power, if he does not run away from this position or surrender, he should be regarded as a warrior.

"I ask you one last time, do you really have no intention of surrendering?"

"Yes, even if my life runs out here, there will be no surrender."

Once again confirming her sincerity, Bardos began to slowly aim her memorized skill in her hand at her.

Preparing to release the speculation that was burning even at this moment by concentrating it into the weapon in my hand.







"Come on, war god's shrine maiden."

The moment when a voice as sharp as the sword at the end resonated.

Verdia, who made her nervous again, raised her sword and spoke quietly.

"... I will gladly respond to that courage. Solver Bardos."

The conversation ended with that.

Immediately after, the weapons pointed at each other turned into a flash of light.

-Quaaaaa!!

Eventually, at the place where each other's forces collided, a gigantic piercing sound resounded, enough to resonate throughout the city.

The moment when a battle with an obvious ending began.

However, no matter what the result was, there would be no regrets between the two of them.


***


...And.

"So, you're saying that the person who took Celica was the one who rented the entire mansion?"

"Yes, yes. Yes... Uh, heh!"

After informing the three of Bardos' existence, I remained at the scene alone. After tracking the traces left there, I reached the entrance of the mansion and had time to eat the mercenary who was guarding it.

The reason is simple.

Since we don't know what awaits us at the site in the future, it would be better to acquire at least a little bit of information before going.


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