Chapter 207 – Episode 207 Demon Lord Army VS Sacred Religion Save Point (9)
News spread through Saint City that the hero had killed the former pope and declared himself pope.
Her justification for killing the Pope is because the fallen Pope used Magi.
Not everyone believed
I thought it was an excuse to kill the pope, but the saintess came out as a witness, and several priests actually saw it.
The appearance of the Pope shooting the demon against the hero.
Everyone was astonished.
That the hero killed the pope.
Also that the Pope used Magi.
Because it was shocking.
“…”
All 12 cardinals gathered before the Great Council to resolve the issue of the next pope.
Cardinal.
If it was the bishop who ruled and guided the castle in the kingdom, the cardinal was a kind of lord who ruled not only the castle but also a huge territory.
Originally, he should have come to Saint City periodically every year for religious reasons, but since the previous Pope who died by the hero ascended the throne, no one has visited.
Except for Marx, who is the Pope’s secretary and manages Saint City’s internal affairs.
Because I was afraid of the Pope.
How many times have you gathered like this?
Five more years, thought Cardinal Marx.
“Cardinal Marx, is it true that the Pope used Magi?”
“If that is true, it is not simply a matter of church states. No, in the situation where the demon king swallowed the empire, isn’t the demon king’s demonic power already reaching the kingdom?”
“Now we must use all the power of the barbarians. It is not time to ponder whether they are heretics or not!”
“You’re right! If we are pushed back, there is no country on the continent where humanity can survive!”
Cardinal Marx, the highest among them, listened silently to the chatter of the other 11 cardinals.
‘Why is the Pope…’
All he could think of was why the pope had collapsed.
He was an eccentric and stubborn character.
However, he was not the one to enter the devil’s path.
He was rather close to defeating demons.
A thirst for power, a desire to defeat a stronger opponent.
That was the force that moved the pope.
‘You said you used magic to kill the demon king?’
Didn’t the pope know that the moment he used Magi, it belonged to him?
There is something.
I don’t know exactly what it is, but the demon lord’s power has reached this place.
Who will benefit the most when the pope dies?
The answer is the devil.
However, Hero, who killed the pope, could not be seen as having no benefit at all.
Of course, the assumption that the hero killed the pope for the sake of the devil was a story that made no sense.
‘I can’t understand.’
Whatever the cause, the pope used magic and was killed by the hero as a result.
The Churches lost their mighty power.
If this was a disturbance operation of the Demon King’s army, it meant that the power of the Demon’s army was greater than he expected.
The Demon King’s hand was so secret and certain.
Even the pope, who was the center of the church, collapsed.
What can a cardinal himself do?
It’s an absurd assumption, but let’s assume that the hero was corrupted by the devil. Will he be able to stop himself?
Even if he blocks it, will he be able to defeat the demon lord?
It was impossible.
Numerous possibilities went around, but no hope could be found by any route.
The sounds of the other cardinals hummed in my ears.
It was all meaningless bullshit.
Saying that the hero cannot be recognized as the pope, that the hero must be killed, that the hero must be gathered around him, that the barbarians in the north and the coastal kingdoms must ask for reinforcements…
All could not be a solution.
‘It seems that mankind is out of luck too.’
Okay.
There’s no way.
The Pope, our only pillar, is dead.
Rather, he should have stopped the brave before the pope died.
‘No, I shouldn’t have joined forces with the demon king’s army to invade the empire in the first place.’
It rolled over here.
The idea of taking the hegemony of the continent by making fun of the Demon King’s army.
“Fun.”
At that time, if he had been a little wiser, if he had raised his voice and focused on destroying the demon army against the will of the pope.
Would it have made a difference?
It’s all late bullshit.
He saw the other cardinals.
They were talking about being unqualified to be a hero, but no one brought up the core of the story.
“So, is there any cardinal who dares to challenge the position of pope?”
No one opened their mouths to Marx’s question.
The conference room, which had been noisy like a local market, suddenly became quiet.
“You don’t want to die challenging the Pope?”
“No, Cardinal Marx, that’s a different story…”
“It must be frightening and frightening to be the hero who killed the pope, whom none of us could defeat. When you see that as soon as the pope is changed like this, he is back in Saint City.”
“Cardinal Marx! You talk too much!”
“Did I say something wrong? Aren’t they the old ladies who fled to their lands like the Pope ran away after he was enthroned?”
“Kuhm!”
Everyone coughed as if they were uncomfortable, but no one could refute it.
“We gathered for the story of whether or not to acknowledge the hero who declared that he would become the new pope. Vote. Whether you will admit it or not.”
The cardinals each voted.
Absolute secret ballot.
No one knows whether they voted or not.
Except for myself.
The vote was unanimous with 12 votes in favour.
‘As expected.’
Cardinal Marx closed his eyes.
To throw the opposite.
That is to throw together the determination to fight for the seat of the pope.
No one here had the guts to do that.
Even Marx himself.
“Then I understand that it passed unanimously.”
The atmosphere at the Grand Conference was heavier than ever.
***
“Sister…”
“Why are you like that?”
“Did I really do well?”
“I don’t know that either. But like Yoona said, the Pope used Magi. That is something you should never do as a priest.”
“Yes? I’m not wrong… Would you?”
“Sure. Yoona was not wrong.”
On that day, from the first time she cut her head on her saintess’ lap, Yoona spent the last of her day on her saintess’s lap.
Her saintess, who came to her room, held out her knee, and Yoona lay down on her lap.
Her soft, fragrant scent calmed her mind.
Every time she laid herself on her lap and was touched by her sister, who gently stroked her hair, her mind was at ease.
It felt as if all of her guilt had vanished.
“You have no idea how surprised I was. The first time Magi came out of the Pope’s body.”
“No one believed it. The pope is in a demonic state…”
“I think the same way.”
I wanted this time to last forever.
My sister’s lap was warm, and she was fragrant.
Like a bed with a soft duvet, I didn’t want to get out.
“Sister… I have something to worry about.”
“What is it?”
“Can I, really, defeat the Demon King?”
If she were Hong Yuna from before, she would have shouted out with confidence.
She would have been able to kill the Demon King, but now she was different.
She failed to save her saintess several times, and she continued to hover in the same spot.
It felt like she was traveling through a labyrinth from which she could not escape.
If she failed this round, she even felt anxious that she might not be able to try again.
She killed the pope, who had been seduced by the demon king, and laid the foundation for eliminating her inner enemies.
Her saintess told her that she could call her sister, and in this way they got close enough to touch each other’s skin.
It was the happiest moment, and it was an ideal situation for the attack.
If she failed in this state, wouldn’t she be stuck in the same time zone every time?
Because I was afraid of failure, I lived this kind of life where I was complacent and looking forward to the happy reality for the rest of my life. … Will I live
To be a little more honest, I was afraid.
No matter how hard he tried, the demon king’s gigantic hand couldn’t see a perfect way to win.
Her fear, a feeling she had never experienced before.
“To be able to defeat the demon lord… Are you afraid?”
“… Yes. I saw what happens when I fail. I don’t want to lose. Everything I have.”
“Are you afraid of losing?”
“Yes. I’m afraid. I am afraid of losing my sister, of losing everything I have.”
Yuna Hong tossed her tossed over and laid her head on her saintly lap, even deeper.
The saintess brushed her hair more gently each time.
“Don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid to lose. After all, it is a natural cycle.”
“Sister…”
Yuna Hong looked up at her saintess.
She was looking at herself with a warm smile.
“I feel like I’ve put too much weight on my shoulders.”
“… No. You met her sister. That’s all you need.”
“Thank you for your words.”
Warm
Good mood.
I want to stay like this.
It’s drowsy.
Sister, I love you.
Don’t leave
Stay by my side
I don’t mind losing everything in the world as long as I can protect my sister.
Hong Yoon-ah looked at the saintess who was looking at herself.
Her smile was soft
She became a warm light and she enveloped herself.
She was calm
Felt good.
Her saintess had her eyes closed, but she felt as if she was still gazing at the same gaze as hers.
Her heart is pounding.
Her heart trembles
Her musty smell stung her nostrils.
Sweet and soft
Breathing becomes rough
Desire boiled over.
Thump thump thump.
I could hear my heart beating wildly.
Would.
I wanted to hold her saintess in her arms and share everything about her with her.
It was the first time I felt like this.
Lust was boiling.
‘I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you. I want to kiss you.’
I wanted to taste that tongue that spoke softly against those soft lips.
I don’t know.
Why is this desire soaring all of a sudden?
Sorry. Sister.
My sister was willing to go down on her knees to help me.
I’m thinking like this
“It looks very difficult. Are you okay?”
“Yes I’m okay.”
“There is a method my parents used to cheer me up whenever I was having a hard time. Would you like to try it?”
The saintess said after gently brushing Hong Yuna’s hair, who was sweating from her excitement.
“Is there a way?”
“Yes. You’ll probably sleep better if you get this.”
“… Please.”
If it was the saintess’ method, this trembling would subside.
Yuna Hong looked at her saintess and waited.
OK.
The saintess’s face drew closer and closer.
The saintess, who tucked her hair behind her ear, smiled and whispered.
“Close your eyes for a moment.”
“… Yes?”
“I’m ashamed to close it. Hurry.”
At those words, Yuna Hong closed her eyes.
Jjook.
A warm and soft touch was conveyed to Hong Yoon-ah’s lips.
She couldn’t know
What kind of touch is this?
The brief but intense touch went away.
Hong Yun-ah, who opened her eyes again, stared blankly at her saintess.
“Frozen… You?”
“How is it? Do you think you will sleep well now?”
The saintess asked with a smile as she gently wiped her lips with her hand.
Hong Yuna reflexively nodded her head.
And she with a blank face.
“… Sister, can you do it one more time?”
“One more time?”
“Yes. One more time… I feel like I didn’t get it right…”
“Huh, okay. Yoona is secretly a fool.”
“That’s right. I am a fool.”
The saintess smiled and then slowly descended again.
Hong Yoon-ah saw it.
[Do you want to overwrite the save?]
She nodded.
[Overwrite the save with the current time.]
Then she closed her eyes.
Even though she knew it wasn’t a save point for a place like this, her body acted on its own.
Jjook.
Sensing the touch of her saintess’ soft lips, she opened her lips as she embraced the nape of her saintess’s neck.
“Um… Is it Yuna?”
“Sister, a little more, ha ha, ha ha, just a little more. Please do more ha…”
Just like her long-closed faucet burst, Hong Yoon-ah’s desire burst without mercy.
It’s okay if her sister doesn’t like it.
She has to go back anyway.
It’s enough to make her something that didn’t exist.
So, sister.
Hug me
“Now, wait a minute…”
Her saintess couldn’t defeat her with her own strength.
“Ha, ha, it’s your responsibility. It’s all sister’s responsibility…”
There was madness in Hong Yuna’s eyes as she embraced her saintess.
