Became a Saint of the Sexuality Church 152

Chapter 152 – The Road to the Destination (11)

The friction caused by the feud between Leon and Edelis has come to an end.
It seems that the two of them had a discussion while Ain and I shared strange acts of love at dawn.
There was a dramatic conclusion at the end.

Good luck.
Reconciliation has always been auspicious.
We celebrated it in our own way, and the mood improved.
The expression of the two people who always had a gloomy expression changed to a bright one, so wouldn’t it be so.

However, it is not that there are no victims.
What kind of victim are you all of a sudden?
Who could be Azazel with her eyes wide open and her mouth closed even now, disapprovingly?

Azazel had her quills set up like her porcupine, and it was clear that she would get stabbed if she messed with it.
For some reason she has an edge.

It’s because honey drips from the behavior of the two reconciled men and women.
The kind of greasy honey that makes the viewer curl up her fingers and make her goosebumps grow.

When winter goes, spring comes.
They were the ones who showed off their unexpressed affection in real time.

This is also because the advice I gave to Edelis had a considerable effect.
Wasn’t it the nuance of being busy valuing each other during times of quarrel?

Edelis, who gave simple advice that anyone could give, was really diligent.
I think it’s probably because of that upright personality.

Mmm.
How to say
Edelis is very capable in other ways, but I thought that she was clumsy when it comes to matters involving love.
Well, where is the perfect person?

Just then, Edelis and her eyes met.
She politely bowed her head.
It was like looking at a harbinger of love.

… It’s oddly burdensome.
Anyway, to put it simply, Azazel was a victim of their salting.
Poor Azazel.

I had Ain, so there was no such thing as a blow.
Even if there was, she was only an insufficient blow that would be offset at once if Ain whispered in my ear that she loved me.

Isn’t it originally
The side of a person without it is poisonous.
For this reason, my younger brother who occasionally receives dot damage.
It was Azazel.

“Unreasonable, really.”

A moan escaped from Azazel’s mouth.
If you say that she is cute even when she grumbles like that, then she must have a really bad personality, right?

But what can I do?
My personality wasn’t originally good.
So cute, really

“Sister, what are you thinking?”

I think my Azazel is cute.
It was necessary to go through a filter.
If you spit it out, you’ll probably get angry like a fire.

I see Azazel.
Wouldn’t it feel like this if a squirrel puffed out her cheeks?
The ferocious cuteness was there.

“Why is that?”

“I mean sister. It looks like a complete idiot when her face is loose.”

Even if I say it crookedly, the original version is cute, so I don’t feel too bad about it.

“I always think of Azazel.”

“She thought she was cute now, right?”

It was hot.
How did you know?

“Me, me? Oh, you are making a lot of assumptions.”

“It’s obvious. It’s like her sister’s heart.”

Seeing my startled reaction, Azazel smiled cynically.
It’s like watching a miserable victim who has been harassed by dirty lovers.
Not the same, but a miserable victim.

“I wish they all died.”

“That means…”

“Don’t say it’s bad. It will be really crooked then.”

It seems crooked already.
I couldn’t help but comfort Azazel by hugging her.
She whined for a while then lowered her eyes.

“Yes. I only have Aria unnie, okay?”

“Al, I know.”

“So be good to me.”

The tone was close to threatening, but even if I had ten mouths, I should have something to say.
I just kept nodding my head.
Ain watched the scene from her side and she burst out laughing.

“You are very much Azazel’s nanny, Arya. There’s not much difference in age.”

“Astein, do you want to be browned? Or would you like to freeze your blood?”

Azazel’s reply was as cold as the temperature of an arctic region, and even the deities of the world adhered to her silence.
The image of him smirking and tearing away for no reason also came to me fresh.

What.
No matter how bad she felt, Azazel wasn’t an idiot who lost her temper to stern lovers.
Instead, it just flies at me.
I don’t think this is a cute little tail.

In this way, leisurely days without any ups and downs continued.
It was calm enough to not befit the desperate situation of infiltrating enemy lines.
Maybe it’s because it’s a desperate situation, so I’m going to act more like normal.

We moved steadily whether it was bad weather or sunny.
There were no elements that would be a problem in moving.

Wouldn’t it just be enough to move around in a wagon?
Move, rest, move again, rest.
Such a life was repeated.

If it was boring, it was boring, but the monotonous daily life was not boring as it was with loved ones.
The sun rose and set several times.
The scenery we passed by also changed little by little.

Is it because the season is spring?
Buds sprouted and flower buds bloomed, creating an overall bright background.
Of course, that was short-lived.

It’s about three weeks past.
By the time we reached the border area, the blue sky had turned purple.
The rotten soil began to vibrate, and the air was stuffy like sticky oil.
It was the moment when the mood changed.

“It gradually came to span the conflict zone.”

These were the words that Ain narrowed her eyes while looking at her map.
Leon responded with emotion and took over his words.

“Sounds like we’re getting closer soon.”

“Yes, I’m already trying to come up with a nostalgic landscape.”

Our destination is the front line of the Gallic Kingdom to deal with the monsters and demons that are constantly coming in.
The fortress was Peridot.

* * *

Karelin.
A foolish girl who dreams of being able to bring the dead back to life.

As a clown, it was pretty good.
However, as a farmer who cultivates the fruit of a hero and a saint, he was unqualified.

After all, neither the hero nor the saint reached him.
Not a single one in all those long years.

In a way, it was an obvious ending, and it was a decided ending.
It’s an area that can’t be reached by halfway imitations.

‘It has to be if it’s not real.’

The Demon King was free.
It is a role and position that someone forcibly took on in the first place.
Being able to endure without getting bored is great.

He needed stimulation.
A stimulus that can awaken worn-out passion and fighting spirit.

– You’re lazy.

It’s a bleak and cool tone.
Would you feel this kind of sensation if you press down on the cold chill and release it?
The Demon King replied calmly and weakly.

“Are you even meddling with the subject? It bothers me.”

– This body is also driven as much as it can. This is the last bastion.

“That is self-inflicted.”

– I wish I could tell you that it was an unexpected situation. Because I didn’t know that the sun would know.

The Demon King narrowed his eyes.
Unexpected?

No way.
The author is a native who enjoys plotting and behind the scenes.
I’d have it all in mind

“Sounds trivial.”

The Demon King raised his hand.
Just that action put pressure on Gina’s body.
If it could explode, it could explode at once.

I just don’t feel the need to do it.
The moon god who occupied Jina’s body was aware of this, but her smile only deepened.

-It’s a futile gesture. But don’t worry. It won’t be so free this time.

“Every time you say something stupid like that. On the subject of no substance.”

Cooong.
The pressure came in again, tightening Gina’s throat.
However, only bright laughter came out.

-Even though you can finally achieve the marriage you longed for?

Was it because I waited too long for that statement?
Or is it because the truth that was invisible was revealed a little bit?
The demon king slightly reduced her power applied to Jina.

“Is it different this time? It’s painful to hear the same lies all the time. The scabs will sit on your ears.”

Haha, do you think I’m just talking nonsense like Karelin?

“Ugly things seem to be no different between you and her.”

-It’s really pitiful that it’s worn and weathered over so many years that you can no longer trust it! Hey

A being that defies nerves like flies and mosquitoes.
That was the evaluation the demon king gave to the moon god.

“Do you think I can’t destroy you?”

– It’s possible to get rid of it. Don’t you just feel the need?

“You’re making a big statement, do you have any basis?”

-That way would increase the odds, wouldn’t it?

The Demon King did not ask further.
Because the moon god knew.

The Demon King’s purpose.
So it’s just that there’s only so much leeway.
It was always the loser who was disappointed.

“Yes, I have no intention of destroying you.”

Fuck!
Contrary to her declaration, part of Gina’s body exploded.

The moon god didn’t even shed that common groan.
The time to struggle with the sense of pain has long since passed.

“But I can make it crippled.”

– It’s scary, it’s scary.

There is stillness in Daejeon.
At the end of silence, the demon king got lucky first.

“Do you think they can kill me?”

– It won’t be impossible.

“If not?”

-Well, maybe it’s better to see once than hear a hundred times.

With those words as a starting point, the demon king felt the powerful energy felt on the other side.
It was the first time.
The hero and saint who entered his cognitive range.

How many generations has this battle been going on?
It’s a long loop that makes me sick of it.
Will it be different this time?

I thought so.
The corner of the demon king’s mouth twisted strangely.

“Huh, yes. I’ll keep it to the beat.”

It was a happy laugh.