Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 112

Chapter 112 – The Saint Is Broken (12)

“Sister, there is nothing good about staying here too long. They must have noticed we ran away.”

That’s a valid opinion.
I said yes and chimed in.

“I think so.”

“Then let’s hurry up and get out of here.”

It was a statement that there was no reason to reject.
It was Azazel who was trying to get out of this base.
I called her

“Azazel.”

She stops her steps and turns around to stare at me.

“Yes? Why sister?”

Innocent face.
Azazel didn’t frown.
It wasn’t easy for her to speak her words out to her.
I continued as if wringing out a dry rag.

“Thank you for still calling me unnie.”

“Huh. Didn’t you say something stupid?”

It was Azazel who put her hand on her waist and lifted her head.
However, even the fierce witch couldn’t stop the corner of her mouth from going up, she laughed.

I reached out my hand to such a witch.
Azazel looked at my hand and put on a puzzled expression.

“What?”

“I want to hold her hand.”

“Not even a child.”

“Because I am very scared. Please hold me.”

“Ugh. All right, sister. I’m a good younger brother…”

“I know. That Azazel is a good younger sister.”

Azazel blushed at her near-assertive words.

“It makes people feel ashamed.”

We came hand in hand
I felt the warmth.
Definite warmth.

I won’t miss it anymore
Because you are my precious little brother.

That’s how we escaped Ronin’s clutches.
Azazel had not been able to use her magic for a long time, but she skillfully used her magic as if there was no problem with such conditions, and she escaped the place that was once her royal capital.

There were many monsters roaming the streets to watch her along the way, but none possessed her outstanding abilities to the extent that she searched for Azazel, who freely uses magic.
It was a pleasure for us.

We sighed, having easily escaped from the former capital.
Azazel moved, erasing the traces we had passed with magic, and she distorted even the traces of magic that erased the traces, causing confusion by distorting her mana.

It’s going to be pretty tricky for that side to track down.
After leaving the royal road, we sighed and walked on the plain.

It was the beginning of a tedious walk.
It was sweet to me too.

This peace and tranquility are delightful.
Azazel asked her future plan, as if her knee was sore from just walking quietly.

“Now, sister. Are you going to find Einstein as well?”

Her question left me breathless.
It was because I saw Ain’s severed head with my own eyes.

Should I explain this to her or not?
Moment of worry.

“Miss Arya and Miss Azazel?”

A familiar voice was heard.
Our gaze was directed in the direction from which the voice was heard.
There were two men there.
One was Leon.
And the other man…

“Ah.”

What.
Right?
That was a lie too

Could Ain be dead?
It’s nothing more than a joke by the damned Ronin.
To believe in the straight forward straight forward.
As Azazel said, I am both a fool and an idiot.

You.
You.
A loved one says

“I was late.”

Do you mean that
Late.
Too late.

Why come now
How long have I waited
How hard it was

The words of resentment toward him, the words of Won-dok, are about to pour out of his mouth.
But it didn’t come out of my mouth.

“Oh, I missed you so much.”

I hugged him
Happy.
I’m so happy.

* * *

Ronin gently stroked the fainting Arya’s head.
Her black hair, as clean as ebony, was pure white, as if her eyes were falling.

“You seem to be having a good dream.”

Unconscious, she was laughing and giggling.
From the middle of reaching her climax, she had symptoms of hyperventilation, and she was a saintess who passed out.

Even if you try to fuck Aria, who doesn’t respond to her, she will just be empty.
The ronin tried to pull his cock out of Arya’s stunned cunt to stop his thrusting.

Squeeze, squeak.
But her cunt clung to the ronin’s cock as if it had a will, and wouldn’t let go.
It seems to be a contraction that occurred while her muscles were spasming.

Ronin happily accepted this misfortune as well.
Wouldn’t it be great if you told Arya about this situation?
Arya’s crotch twitched and squeezed the ronin’s meat as it longed for her semen.

He felt an intense sense of ejaculation at the action that was like extracting juice.
Arya’s body’s effort to squeeze semen has paid off for her.

Beaureus, beaureus.
The ronin’s thick semen seeped into her vagina and uterus.

Arya’s cunt had taken in enough of her semen before she let go of the hard bite of his cock.
It was a lewd pussy that showed what it was like to be sucked.

Specified.
Is it a body that can only be called that?
A body optimized for sucking a man’s heart seems to be superior to an obscure yinma.

“… Isn’t it fun to poke a bitch’s unresponsive pussy?”

Gina, who was attached to Ronin’s shadow, asked in a curt tone.
In fact, it was more like a protest that I was angry than a question.
He curled up at the impatient appearance of a child who had been deprived of valuables.

“I’m looking forward to her reaction when she wakes up.”

Gina frowned between her brows suspiciously and tilted her head.

“You see the reaction? She said that she is already broken?”

She is a woman whose hair has gone bad enough to mistake Ronin for Einstein.
If she were to say that it was the reaction of a broken woman, how irritating would she be?

Besides, Gina knows that Ronin will grow tired of being like that.
Isn’t he a man who likes breaking his will more than anything else?

“It’s a broken mind. All I need is a few touches on her head. After all, isn’t it the body that went up to the bishop?”

“Yes, indeed.”

Ronin sees the white-haired girl with her eyes closed.
When he wakes up from a good night’s sleep, he should lightly remember what he’s been through.
The abilities that would have been out of hand in the past were mixed with the authority of the demons, so Ronin was able to manage it.

Where are you trying to escape?
You have to show your change, Arya.

It won’t end until it blooms.
I won’t let it end.
Gina, observing Ronin’s mischievous smile, stuck out her tongue.

“Ugh, that’s bad. But is that true? I mean the hero is dead. Didn’t I hear?”

Ronin answered without changing his expression.

“Of course it is a lie.”

Gina pointed to a black box in one corner with her chin.

“What was that thing you just saw? I thought it was a real warrior’s head.”

“Wouldn’t it be well made?”

Gina let out a short exclamation as if she was stunned.

“Huh, I managed to cheat.”

“Nothing is as easy to fool as the weak. That’s not too much of a lie, is it? In reality, the hero was seriously injured by Karelin and is missing.”

“Most of the missing persons are still alive.”

“It sounds like you are speaking from experience.”

“To some extent.”

“Since you said that, I’m also going to be a little anxious.”

“Lie. Without anxiety at all.”

“Did you catch it?”

Gina stared at Ronin with deep eyes.
Her purple eyes were fixed on his towering sheep.

“Hey, Ronin.”

“Yes. Pass.”

Gina’s purple eyes twinkled.
She took off her fur coat and, using her index finger and thumb, pushed her leotard over her crotch to her left.
Then, the precocious womanhood hidden by the leotard was revealed.

“I will get angry if you keep neglecting me.”

Gina’s cracks were wet like a waterfall in a valley.
She thrust her wet cunt into the ronin’s cock, which was covered in her semen and juices.
It was an outright temptation.

“Have I been working hard? So I guess it’s time to get a reward soon.”

Ronin has been taking turns taking care of Azazel and Arya.
As a result, I think Gina was neglected somewhat.
He sighed lightly.

“Pass.”

“Why. Isn’t Ronin also incomplete combustion? While shaking my cock like this… , Haang!?”

It was a surprise insertion.
Gina is chewy in a different way from Aria’s pussy.

Unlike Aria, who had curves that stimulated primordial lust, such as her easy-to-give buttocks, plump thighs, and voluptuous breasts, Gina’s body was closer to that of a slender one.

But it has another taste as it is.
After sharing her deep kiss with Gina, Ronin replied.

“Thank you for caring about me. It was a pity.”

She was momentarily taken aback by the smirking ronin’s reaction, but then moved her waist with an alluring look on her face.

“Can you compare what to compare? Rather than that herbal pussy, will my pussy tighten better?”

It was Jina who burned the consciousness against Arya.
Ronin didn’t say much about him.

He passed by, disapproving of her behavior, and moved her waist roughly.
Soon, the woman’s breathless moans filled with lust filled the room.

* * *

It’s hazy.
Are you asleep?
I was definitely meeting Ain and discussing the future.

The panting of men and women can be heard in my ears.
Weird.
Where is this

“Hey, Ronin. Okay, there, stabbed me, okay, ang.”

A muffled female voice.
I couldn’t understand
Why do I hear this

“Are you awake? Aria?”

Driving people crazy.
Making you tremble with fear.
A traumatic voice was heard.

“… This is it.”

“Looks like you had a nice dream.”

Nice dream?
Those words brought back memories of the past.

Treating Ronin as a subhuman and coveting his affection.
Talking about feeling, going, and dirty talking about his cock.

Shit.
I feel like I’m going to have a good time with my emotions.
Seeing me like that, Ronin gave a fishy smile.

“Oh, do you remember? Arya, you were a very passionate woman. Did you really want to have my baby seed? The way she moved her waist impatiently made me quite lustful.”

Gina, who hugged him and teased him, said curtly.

“Hey, hey, don’t look at that slut, just look at me, Ronin.”

“I am.”

Realized.
It was really a dream, that.
It didn’t feel too realistic.

It’s convenient
There’s no way that something happy will happen because it suits my taste.

Still, still too much
Can’t we hope that Azazel is fine, Leon is fine, and Ain is alive?

Is that a bad wind?
Should I throw myself into this miserable reality and adapt?
Because it was a dream, because it was a dream, it vanished like a bubble.

Azazel is broken.
She is irreparably broken.

She has no children
Nowhere.
Because she is dead.

That cruel reality made me lose my senses.
No resignation, no despair, no sadness, no anger.
All those emotions wear off.

The personality she created for self-preservation was also shattered.
Her will to self-defense also collapsed.

All the small hopes I had so far were replaced with despair.
A dry laugh erupted from her lips.

Aha.
Ahahaha.
Ahahahahaha!

Yes.
Let go now

I don’t deserve to live
Let’s die
Let’s die

Got up from bed
Both Ronin and Gina looked bewildered at my sudden action.

I stepped on the floor barefoot.
Marble floor.
It should be pretty tight

Thud!
Thud!
Thud!

Hit her head
His forehead was torn and blood was flowing.
Throbbing and painful

So what?
I continued to hit the floor with my head.

Thud!
Thud!
Thud!

“Die, die, die.”

Die, just
Seeing me like that, Ronin didn’t feel embarrassed and asked back.

“Aria. Self-injury is fine, but please be a little mindful of Azazel’s treatment.”

Tall.
I stopped stamping the bloody forehead.
Even with her hazy and dim mind, the word Azazel somehow came to her ears.

“Do you want to make Azazel, her her, torment her again, Arya?”

When you die, you may not feel anything.
You will be free from any emotions.

It should be painful, but compared to the pain in the future, it is a momentary pain.
It will be easier when you die.

But what about you left behind?
If I die, what about you?
Azazel.
My little brother.

“So please stop banging your head on the floor. It’s also annoying to organize.”

Ronin then stuck his cock into Gina’s waist.
Gina didn’t even look at Aria as she sighed in pleasure.

Miserable and miserable
I want to die, but I can’t.

“Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, black.”

A muffled cry flowed.
My stomach is festering and bursting.
Pus comes out.

I want to die.
I really want to die.