Chapter 394 – King of the Storm.
Soon after following the woman, a village appeared with a large fence made of wood. Even the house was made of wood and dried straw, and I felt longing without knowing it. After all, Usher’s home was the forest. But even that was short-lived.
“Why is everyone naked?”
The people here, both men and women, were dressed in underwear or scraps of cloth, revealing almost all of their bizarrely pale skin. Some even wore no clothes at all, so I didn’t know where to look.
“It’s natural for them. Never mind. They’ll get suspicious.”
“Even if you say that, you look at me too much.”
Even if he didn’t want to pay attention, the eyes poking him here and there made him pay attention. I inadvertently turned my gaze to the gaze that I felt, and when I met the gaze of a woman of my age who was not wearing a thread, I felt a strange sense of fear, although it was not that my sexual desire was not boiling.
“Hmm? Hmm? Aha, something like that.”
“Did you find out something?”
My ramia asked right away as she nodded her head as if she realized something.
“Rather than that, I should say I remembered. It’s because of your clothes.”
“Clothes?”
Usher looked at his own outfit. Aside from the injuries, the bandages on his arms and legs were already wrapped around him as a habit, but he washed her hands and feet and washed them because they were stained with filth on the way here. Other than that, the protective plate managed to cover vital parts, including the chest.
“I’m not wearing it because I want to wear it?!”
The problem is that she is still wearing a one-piece. I was worried because my hair was getting longer again.
“What are you talking about?”
“Then what about my clothes?”
Seeing that Jeremiah didn’t understand, she asked awkwardly.
“They’ll be bothered by the fact that you’re wearing clothes.”
“It’s just clothes. But why?”
“Here, there is a perception that the wider the area of clothing worn, the higher the person is. That is also true.”
When she listened to his words and looked at Jeremiah again, she noticed that there was barely any skin left on his body. Even her face was covered by a bone armor made up mostly of finely ground bones and leather thread that weaved them together.
“Even if you came with me and you’re holding a sword and shield, you’ll look more like that.”
“Yes, I guess.”
If so, people here were likely to see Usher as his escort or servant. If so, the man who was having a relationship with the woman earlier seemed to have more power than he thought. Even after entering the village, there were not many people wearing clothes that wide.
“We will spend the night here first.”
“Kek, here?”
After Jeremiah made sure she had her key, she asked Gideon for two days.
‘Two days? Why two days?’
‘Because I have to memorize a spell targeting the time when their vigilance is at its weakest.’
For such a simple reason, she knew that she would spend the day or stay overnight somewhere, but she did not know that she would be spending the night in a place like this.
“The only safe place here is the village.”
Because of this, they were listening to him say that they had no choice but to stay here.
“Huh? Light.”
Suddenly, I looked up with the feeling that the bright light from the ceiling had suddenly weakened, and I realized that the light emitted by Lumenplus in the ceiling had weakened.
“Ha, my God.”
“What is it? Is it really dangerous?”
Even seeing that, Jeremiah sighed, wondering if something really big had happened, grabbed his arm and asked urgently, and he shook her head.
“That in itself is simply a sign that night is approaching. It’s just Lumenplus slowly dimming it.”
“So it’s not a big deal?”
“If it’s a big deal, it’s a big deal. Monsters are active at night.”
Usher immediately recalled the basement of the Holy Land. When related, she was trying hard to look away from the girl’s face that kept coming to mind, but if it’s this similar, isn’t it inevitable to think of it even if you don’t want to think of it?
“Because of this, they also have a culture that is not trivial.”
“Culture?”
Usher then froze. Because the scattered people flocked to them in twos and threes. I was worried that their purpose might have been discovered, but I noticed that the atmosphere was different from that. It wasn’t such a ghastly atmosphere, it was because the eyes looked like they were longing for something and pleading.
“If you see it yourself, you’ll understand. Ha, I never thought I’d do this crazy thing again.”
Then, Jeremiah picked up the book she had always tied around her waist with a string and opened it.
“Stay close to me if you can, or you’ll get caught up in it.”
“Getting caught up”
What? She had no time to ask.
“◼◼◼◼◼◼”
After he opened the book, he started muttering something I couldn’t understand. She thought she had heard those words somewhere, muttering as if singing, and it was similar to the words muttered by an unnamed apostle who seemed to tame the gargoyles where they were imprisoned.
“Whoop! Aang! Haaang!”
The moment he wondered why she was doing such a thing all of a sudden, Usher stiffened at the moan he heard. That moan was just the beginning.
“Ah! Haha!”
“Huh!”
“Hesssss! Hang!”
It was because the people who had gathered around them all at once began to find each other and put their bodies on top of each other. It was a literal mess. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk! Puck puck! Just like men who don’t know who it is, and don’t want to know, they reach out to grab the person who reaches out and pulls the cock in, then shakes their hips, and they don’t even think about looking back at them or thinking about whose cock is digging into their cunts. Women who are busy moaning without taking a nap.
‘Somewhere…’
What came to mind at that shocking sight was the forest again. On the day he finished his coming-of-age ceremony, the grotesque scene he saw in the village seemed to be recreated here. When he felt as if he had gone back alone in the scenery of that time.
– Tuk tuk
“!?”
The feeling of someone touching her arm made her come to her senses, and she turned her head away in surprise, and was at a loss for words.
“Ha, hey. If you can too.”
There, a woman of the same age she had just met was standing there, gently spreading her legs, opening her own cracks through which her semen dripped, seducing Usher with her hot gaze. As expected, her sexual desire was boiling for a while, but more than that, she shook her head involuntarily at the rejection and discomfort that hit her head.
Then she shuddered at the sight of her wistful expression going back into the mess and becoming a piece of flesh. Even so, he did not want to be part of such a bizarre landscape. It was to the point that even the sex drive that lifted my head was quieted.
“◼◼◼◼…”
The sight of the pale skin intertwined into one ended only when Jeremiah cut off something he had been reciting, leaving a lingering sound. When all of that was over, they were going back to their homes as if they were mixed together.
“Follow me quickly.”
“Yes yes?”
Jeremiah grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into a house before Usher came to her senses.
“It is an infinite honor that the apostle chose my house as a place to stay today.”
As soon as he saw them enter, Usher was startled by the look of the first woman he met, who bowed down and said so. Because she, too, was already covered in a sticky liquid all over her body.
“Tsk, I don’t need help. I’m going to stay quietly, so don’t come near us.”
“…All right.”
I got goosebumps when I saw her looking sad for some reason, so I asked Jeremiah.
“What the hell is this place to do? Like this.”
Usher whispered angrily with the heat in her head.
“Kuh-kuh, you’re finer than I thought. I thought you’d sit on the ground and moan and not be able to speak. Are you saying you’re a man too?”
It wasn’t like that, but as I was about to say it, I was still shuddering at the thought of the scene again, so he continued.
“There are many reasons why this place has such a culture. The biggest reason is, of course, the Kamenshik ritual.”
“What is the alternative ritual?”
“Do you know what Kamenciks worship?”
What came to mind in his question was Kane’s story.
“I’m sure he said he was the god of death.”
“Yes, Kamenshik calls him Osiris.”
“Osiris?”
“It is a god of the past that is immeasurably old. An ancient god whose origins, let alone doctrines, were buried so much that it was unknown.”
Kamenshik found traces of that speck of existence in these ruins and made them their gods.
“You made it a god?”
Usher didn’t know what it meant, but he noticed something was off. If someone who lived in the Holy Land was called God, I wouldn’t say I was too busy explaining how great he was.
“That’s the only way to express it. Kamenshik is a people who have lived their lives by creating doctrines without a trace and writing down myths to suit their tastes, just being seduced by the word that he is the god of death.”
Even so, he glanced at the woman sitting across from them. Realizing belatedly that they were not the only ones here, Usher tensed his sword, but Jeremiah stopped him.
“You don’t have to. Don’t you see why I treat them like livestock?”
These are all ritual offerings.
“I beg your pardon?”
He wondered if he had heard it right now, but he continued.
“Think about it. Why can’t I see even a little bit of old people in this village, let alone old people?”
Usher immediately recalled the faces of the villagers. He had only seen him briefly, but none of them were older than Jeremiah.
“That’s right. People of moderate age are supposed to be offered up on the central altar.”
What flashed through my mind at the moment was the red stepped pyramid in the center that I saw on the way here, painted in an exceptionally heterogeneous color.
“I don’t think that bright red building…”
“All of them are traces of living sacrifices. But if you want to perform a ritual, sacrifices usually don’t cost a lot.”
“Now, wait a minute. Then, such a culture.”
“They created and spread such doctrines here in order to maintain the ritual sacrifices.”
That’s why it’s a livestock, Jeremiah said.
