A Saint Who Wants to Fall 222

Chapter 222 – The Great Sage’s Dirty Deal (4)

Episode 222: The Great Sage’s Dirty Deal (4)

“Hmm, hot♡ Ahhhhh♡♡”

“Something is suspicious… It’s not like we were dreaming. Hey, don’t just watch, why don’t you say something?”

Sukseokseokseokseok-

The knights were pouring out their complaints, not knowing that the Great Sage was being screwed right in front of them.

“Still, even though her tits were a little small, her ass was big. “She looked like she could give birth to many babies.”

“Her eyes rolled over, and she said she liked it. Did an intruder who was crazy about men’s dick come and go secretly? She wants you to come here to help. “Fuck the fuck out of me.”

The knight tasted her and spewed out vulgar remarks about her.
Delphine’s pussy became green and green, probably because she was excited to hear this out loud.

“N-better, I think I’ll go, I think I’ll go♡♡”

“Are you going to climax alone after listening to vulgar words?”

“Huh… !♡”

She presses Delphine’s buttocks with her thumb and teases her waist.
Pang pang pang! There was a sound, and for a moment the air current became hot.

The Great Sage, who was holding on to the iron rod, eventually dropped his head.

Ssuksuksuksuksuksuk ♡

Even though the wet pussy and the glans friction made an obscene sound, the knights under the spell could not hear it.

However, the driver, feeling a sense of déjà vu, furrowed his brows.

He tilts his chin and then shakes it as if he has given up.

“I feel strangely bad…”

As I entered the prison room, I felt out of breath for a moment.

When I moved my eyes, I saw a man with everything in black, leaning against the wall alone.
His clothes were tattered, but his oppressive atmosphere made the knights startle.

“I think the leader will be here soon, so let’s go, Charles.”

“… Yes.”

The Ikarut they saw was extremely quiet.

Hong An watched quietly through the gap between the bars until he left the prison room.

“ㅇ, hehe ♡ I think I’ll go to Dae♡.”

The love juice increased to the point where it formed a puddle on the floor.

Ikarut put his hand on the premature ejaculation pussy that was leaking love juice and rubbed the clitoris.

“Don’t go on your own without my permission.”

“ㅇ, ahhhhh♡♡♡”

Creak Creak ♡

Delphine’s thighs were spread wide towards him.

A stream of water comes out, drenching the iron cage.

Wow!

Ikarut hit the clitoris with his palm

Due to friction, it sprayed like a water gun.

“Ha… ♡ Come on, come on, give me your semen♡”

The only thing on Delphine’s mind was cock, cock.

Ikarut placed her legs on the iron bars and erected his dick diagonally.

Pooh wow!

As the direction of the cock changes, the G-spot is pressed firmly.

Delphine’s pupils trembled slightly, and she opened her lips.
Then Ikarut put two of her wet fingers in her mouth and swirled them around.

“Huh, hauuut… ! Chueup♡”

The fingers soaked in pussy water had a sour smell and a salty taste. Excited, she instinctively sucked and tightened her vaginal opening.

The penis, which had already grown to the point where my vagina hole was sore, was throbbing.

“Receive it properly through the womb.”

“ㅇ, hurry up and give me your dick♡♡”

Pot-pot-pot-pot-pot-pot!

Delphine’s hair was shaking wildly, and her pupils were constantly moving.
At first she was keeping her pace, but thanks to the cock that was throbbing like a bomber

Delphine, helpless, clung to her bars.

Call! Bravo!

The uterus was filled with semen again.

Delphine’s pussy hole was throbbing, and the semen was being pushed out somehow

She tried to catch

“Ha, ha… ♡”

The sound of a heart beating violently.

It was spinning in her ears, and even Delphine’s mind was dizzy.

“Saint… Resilia Arnel…”

The memory puzzle that was erased little by little is being put together.

Although it is connected slowly, there are some cuts in between, so Delphine’s eyebrows narrow slightly.

“Could it be that Goddess Gaia erased our memories of being a saint? ?”

“Under the circumstances, yes.”

“It didn’t come back perfectly, but why?”

“How do I understand the heart of the goddess?”

Delphine sat down and squeezed the inside of her stomach.
In order to absorb the demonic energy filled with semen, she closed her eyes and concentrated. The more she absorbed the demonic energy, the more vivid her memories became.

“The goddess who deliberately erased the saint’s memories… “It’s fascinating.”

Unlike her goddess, humans who are mere creatures cannot understand her completely.
She couldn’t control her curiosity at the thought that the goddess was wary of her chosen saint.

“Still, I feel like my memories haven’t completely returned, and I feel uncomfortable.”

“…”

“Who was it that made me want dick?”

Delphine leaned back against her bars and spread her thighs.
The red-stained clitoris was clearly visible above the white vagina.

He inserts his finger into her hole, which is covered in her pussy juice and semen, and strokes her clit again.

“Huh… ♡Are you still not giving me semen?♡”

Delphine tempted him openly.

Hongan looks at her naked body indifferently and then watches her stomach.
As various signs intertwined, Resilia’s holy power was felt.

‘You’re going somewhere. But it doesn’t look dangerous.’

It felt like she was being served politely rather than being taken away.
Now that Resilia’s location has been determined, she must go out after seeing the situation.
Before that, she must restore the excited great sage’s full memories and make him her dog.

A dog that only follows her commands.
For her training, Icarut thrust his cock into her face while she was masturbating her clit.
Delphine could not take her eyes off her half-flicking glans.

“Do it.”

Delphine crawled up on all fours without a word and opened her mouth.
The tongue that came out to meet her brushed against her pole and stayed straight in her mouth.

“Churup, Chuupup♡”

Instead of answering, she sucked the dick.

The great sage who would be on his side put on a leash and called himself a dog.

***

Meanwhile, at the same time.

Resilia, sitting alone in the spacious reception room, looked at the teacup.

“Do you perhaps dislike black tea?”

Shaking tea water.

Cheongan, who was watching the middle-aged woman’s face reflected like a mirror, raised her eyes.
High Priest Arte, sitting across from her, blinked her eyes and raised her teacup.

Only then did Le Cilia smile softly and lift her teacup.
The fluttering waves seem to represent her anxious mind, so she puts her lips on them and then puts them down again.

“I think you must have been very surprised by the sudden invitation. “I’m sorry for asking you to meet alone without saying anything.”

The kind voice was not mixed with any feelings of regret toward the other person.

The wrinkled eyes were bent and the bright look in their eyes was alert for a moment.

“You know why I asked to see you. He used his holy power. “It was a power so enormous and strong that it could not be compared to the priests.”

Arte’s mouth was stiff as she put down the teacup.

Le Cilia met her eyes without saying a word.
Sparks fly between our gazes! It jumped out.

“Are you a saint?”

“You don’t look like a high priest who manages a quiet temple.”

“… Sorry for the rudeness. But I couldn’t believe the sacred law that was unfolding before my eyes.”

Sudden earthquake. And what happened outside the village was also conveyed directly to the priests of the western temple.

Arte finished her ritual as usual and said her prayers.

Boom!

A loud roar was heard, and the door burst open.

‘Prime Minister Arte, you’re in big trouble! Look outside!’

The young priest pointed his finger to the sky.

An earthquake occurred, and the air changed.

As she prayed while looking at the statute of the goddess, her fingers were intertwined as if she was anxious.

Arte straightened her disheveled buttons and maintained her chaste posture.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwaang!

Another roar that stings her ears.

However, the strength in her shoulders relaxed as she saw the sacred law right in front of her. Her brilliant and noble holy power was much more beautiful and valuable than Arte’s.
It felt like she had to kneel down and greet the saint right now, but in her memories, Resilia was not there.

“Are you really a saint?”

The wind coming through the gap in the open window.

Every time the wind passed through her hair, it had a platinum glow.
If a famous artist had seen her, he would not have been able to capture her beauty in a painting.

“… Would you believe me if I told you I was a saint?”

Her blue eyes shone brightly as she brushed her hair behind her ear.
Arte pursed her lips in a strangely intimidating and noble aura.

“You are not Saint Etia. From what I saw, Tia covered her face, so I couldn’t tell, but her hair was light brown.”

Even when the question was thrown to her, she was not embarrassed and her minister accepted it.
Resilia smiled softly as she looked at her wrinkled eyes.

“Don’t you believe it?”

Once a month.

There is a day when the saint and her ministers gather together to report on matters related to the temple.
Arte, the high priest in charge of the quiet and peaceful western temple with few people, always maintained a chaste attitude.

“A little hair stuck out.”

“… ! Oh, I just keep seeing you being rude. Thank you.”

But today, she appeared in front of her with an untidy appearance.
Her hair, which had been combed straight and uncharacteristic of Arte, was a little messed up to the point where her fine hair was sticking out.

Le Cilia felt a little tightness in her chest.
Her sainthood was that she was a saint, but the high priest in front of her did not believe her. Just as there are not two suns under the same sky, Arte, who has forgotten herself, will also believe in a new saint.

When I felt the bitter taste of the cooled tea, I smiled bitterly.

“You are probably another saint. A sacred power that I felt was so powerful and beautiful that I was afraid… “Only a saint can do this.”

Rattling.

Resilia put down the teacup.

The moment it is acknowledged that there are two saints, the priest will have to make a choice. Which of these will you follow?

It seemed like the answer had already been found, so Le Cilia took a deep breath.

“There has been no response to the Goddess’ prayers recently. Even though her rituals are performed and sacrifices are offered, Goddess Gaia remains silent. Even if Saint Etia comes… It was the same.”

For a moment, she lost her breath and raised her head.
Arte, facing her fluttering blue eyes, avoided her gaze.

“If you ask for an oracle and the goddess listens… “You must be a real saint.”

Lesilia swallowed her saliva on her parched neck.
The airflow between the two changed strangely, and Arte raised her teacup again.

The tea had cooled down, and even though it was full of bitterness, the corners of my mouth were smooth.

“I am anxious because there is no response from the Goddess. Even if the goddess abandons this place, I must protect it. “I have a duty to protect the western temple with the saint’s blessing.”

If you do not receive a response from the goddess through oracle prayer, a bad omen will fall on the temple and the surrounding area.

Unlike other high priests, Arte had a strong sense of responsibility and was wise.

“So, would you mind if I ask for her oracle prayer?”

The upright neck was bent.

Lesilia, who had been silently observing the pale crown of her head, was moved by her for some reason, and nodded her head quietly.