Chapter 41 – Episode 41 the Virgin Isabella
The ecliptic, which had been ruined by the undead, was quickly being restored.
Sorrow and heartbreak were everywhere, but those who survived still worked harder to forget the terrible memories.
“Here. Rom.”
“Ah, yes…”
Presently, I visited the Great Temple of the Ecliptic under the guidance of Monica.
The purpose is, of course, Monica’s mother, Isabella.
“…Hey, Rom.”
“Huh?”
While her priest went to put a message inside, I was sitting in her chair and staring blankly at the interior of the spacious and magnificent temple, when Monica, who was next to her, called out, tickling my thighs.
“You look weak. Are you okay?”
“…Okay?”
Perhaps the shock of yesterday’s failed capture of Empress Aurora was revealed.
I never dreamed that I would go there and fail. I was underestimating episode 2 too much.
“Well, it’s nothing. You don’t have to worry about it.”
“Okay…?”
Monica, who held her hand tightly, tucked her own white hair behind her ear and studied her eyes hesitantly.
“…What’s the matter?”
“Yeah. No…That’s the current situation. For some reason, I feel like the current situation is like that.”
“That?”
When I tilt her head, her face blushes slightly.
“You know… Meeting the parents of both families to get married…”
“Are you talking about meeting?”
“Yeah. That’s why I’m a little nervous.”
“…”
What would she look like if I knew that I came to see her Isabella to attack her, and that she would later abandon her Monica and join a party with her?
“Ha…”
The fact that she tried not to be conscious of it, when she floated to the top, she let out a sigh of her own accord.
Yeah I knew
That Elia and Monica do, and that she takes it for granted that she plans a party with me. Maybe that’s why Elia’s mental illness is relatively calm.
But if she finds out that I don’t mean to, she might think she’s been betrayed.
Sigh.
Just thinking about it makes my heart ache a little.
“…”
Perhaps, it might not be a problem if all of the co-workers from the previous round and their mothers to be attacked in this round were all included as party members.
This is because the original party system has disappeared now that it has become a reality.
However, the problem is that there is no certainty.
Thanks to the ambiguous world, I couldn’t even see the status window, so I was very confused about whether I should follow the system that existed in the game or ignore it.
So, in the previous round, we caught the demon king with a party of 6 that matched the system.
It was because if I made a mistake and the episode didn’t go ahead, I would feel really hopeless.
The longer I stay in this damn world, the more everything I see seems imperfect and fake. It is frustrating and irritating, and resentment builds up.
The more I think about being locked up without knowing why, the more I feel like I’m going crazy because of the unfairness.
But if you fail and have to be locked up in this world forever, until you die… You can be sure. That would be the day when he would take his own life.
In order not to be like that, I’m going to follow the ‘rules’ that I remember as much as possible.
“…Under.”
I feel like my mental illness is getting worse.
Jumulluck!
“Ahhh…!? Ro, Rom…?”
Monica, who suddenly had her pussy massed, looked at me trembling.
“Stay still.”
“Yeah, ahhhhh!”
Kkwaak, jumulreok jumulreok.
He held her tightly to her, her big cunt clinging to her palms, touching her pubic hair, and putting her hand inside her clothes to caress her skin. This fades
“Uhhh, huhhhhh…!”
“Monica, are you wet already? Aren’t you too lustful?”
I didn’t use Monica as an ‘attachment doll’ for nothing.
It was because she didn’t get excited or felt easily as much as she had no emotions, and it was because she was comfortable kneading dryly.
“Ro, it’s because of Rom…! Take responsibility…!”
“What? Ahaha. Our Monica has grown up a lot. How cute.”
He massaged her raw breasts and cunt from inside her clothes and kissed her side on the nape of her neck.
“Umm…! Aang…!”
“Hero. Isabella-nim wants you to bring her.”
Just when the atmosphere was heating up, the priest’s voice stopped my hand.
The inorganic voice that does not contain any emotions has a regular melody that pushes out noise pollution, making it uncomfortable to plant.
“Yes, I understand. Let’s go, Monica.”
“Haaa…Yes.”
She takes her hand and heads to the place where the priest guides us, and soon we are greeted by a large door.
Indeed, they say they treat her as a holy mother, so they live in a place like this.
“High Priestess. We have brought guests.”
“Come on in.”
Opening the door and entering, we are greeted by a spacious room that is simply decorated.
A bed, a desk, and a reception table and chair.
Other than that, I saw drawers that seemed to keep clothes and stuff, but that was all.
“Thank you for your hard work. Let’s go now.”
“Yes. May the blessings of the goddess stay.”
When the priest bowed down and closed the door, only me, Monica, and Isabella were left in the room.
“Let’s sit down. There’s a nice car.”
“…Yes.”
Isabella, who had been watching us sit side by side, brought a steaming kettle and a tray with cups on top.
“Hmm…”
As she placed the cups in front of us, I studied her face and body closely.
Her first impression, seen only through her appearance, was that of a fox.
A wild fox with a dense atmosphere that neither cries nor laughs.
It’s a contrasting mood from the doll-like Monica.
“Oh…”
A moment of admiration emerges.
First of all, he is tall and has a small head, and his limbs are stretched out so his proportions are good.
Her hair was dyed white thanks to her divine power, but unlike Monica’s straight hair, it was curly like seaweed, so it was a bit richer and more colorful.
Similarly, the white eyelashes, combined with the long, dense and dark double eyelids, had a sense of color and mystery at the same time.
Her sharp nose looked proud, and her lips were red and thick enough to shake her man’s heart.
“Hehe… After all, genes can’t be fooled.”
“Yes?”
“It’s nothing.”
However, the part of her body that stood out most of all was her huge chest.
I could tell at a glance that her breasts, which were large enough to be her pockets where she stored her divine power, were pretty even by her unique tight and revealing clothes.
Her waist was slim, but she had some flab, probably because she didn’t exercise, and that soft, soft-looking flesh was making her body look even more voluptuous.
Not to mention her broad, deep silence followed, hips, and thighs.
It was just my taste overall, a rich married woman with a lot of sex and a lot of flesh.
“So, what are you looking for today?”
“Hmm…Actually, I don’t have any special business. I just came to see Monica’s mother.”
“…You just came?”
“Yes.”
Isabella nodded her head expressionlessly, as if she couldn’t understand, and stared at me with pure white eyes.
“…Then please go back.”
“Yes?”
“You shouldn’t be here. As a warrior chosen by the goddess, you must become a strong pillar and soothe the citizens in sorrow and sorrow. Are you sure you want to neglect your duty?”
“…Oh~”
Come to think of it, was it this type? I forgot.
“Hmm…”
Staring at her emotionless, expressionless woman, she recalled the hint of her capture that she had previously received as a reward for her quest.
[The coercive attitude will blossom]
What the heck is this
If you take it at face value, it sounds like you are forced to leave…
“Hero, can’t you hear me? Right now, the children of the goddess are suffering. Go out right now…”
“I don’t like it.”
“…Yes?”
No bewilderment, no bewilderment.
I just asked because I didn’t understand what you were saying.
“Being a pillar for the people of the city… If you think that such a role is necessary, why don’t you do it?”
“I don’t have that kind of right or duty. Besides, considering the influence, it’s more efficient for the hero to do it—”
“Anybody can say that. Even a 3-year-old can say it. Who can’t talk with words? Be a pillar, soothe, comfort… Do you, do you really understand what it’s like? “
“Of course. It’s the responsibility that comes with the power and title of a warrior. Every word you say and every action you take will give people great strength.”
“Kookuk, that’s true. The goddamned goddess left me with something very troublesome.”
“…Now that means.”
Wow!
Dazzling divine power gushes out like a waterfall and fills the room in an instant.
Also the main heroine. It’s a divine power that can’t be defeated by the saintess Monica.
“Sounds disrespectful to the goddess. Do you intend to reject our mother?”
“Oh, it’s scary, it’s scary.”
As far as I know, Isabella was originally a commoner who had no relation to the Amoan religion, but did she become blind like this when encroached on by her divine power? It’s too bad.
“Kookuk, can’t you reject or belittle me?”
“…How, to the Goddess-sama like that.”
“Why? You can do it. It wasn’t even the power I wanted.”
“…Anyway, the title of a hero doesn’t seem to suit you.”
The divine power that was threateningly overflowing faded as if it never happened.
“Hmm? You back off surprisingly easily. Oh, are you thinking of sending an assassin?”
In general, Amoa is on my side, but not unconditionally.
As long as there is a demon king, when a hero dies, a new hero is chosen. From their point of view, there is no need for heroes who do not serve the goddess, so if you think rationally, it is better to get rid of them quickly.
“…I don’t have the authority to do that. But, I can talk about it.”
“That’s scary. Cuckoo.”
She smiled and took her sip of her tea, then leaned over and looked at her.
“You saw it correctly. I’m not the kind of person a hero would be suited for.”
“…Rom?”
Monica looks at me with her anxious eyes.
“I don’t understand why you say that.”
“Ah, in short, I only move when there are gains and losses. If you want me to become a pillar of people, you have to pay the corresponding price.”
“It’s a price… The goddess wouldn’t have made you a hero for that.”
“No one knows the goddess’ intentions? And that’s about the mention of the goddess. Doesn’t the story keep leaking? To be honest, I have something I want from you.”
“To me…?”
“Yes. If you grant me what I want, I can do whatever you want.”
“What is it? Unfortunately, all I have is this room, my body, and…”
Suddenly, her gaze turns to Monica.
“…No. That’s all.”
“…Is it so?”
Is it a piece of emotion, or is it instinct?
When I glanced sideways at Monica, she was staring at Isabella with an inorganic expression like her mother, without a hint of agitation.
Are you suppressing it or not understanding it?
“Haa…It’s complicated.”
“…?”
“Oh, I didn’t mean to Mr. Isabella. Anyway, that’s what I want.”
“What…?”
“I want your body, Mr. Isabella.”
“My body…? I don’t think it’s worth it.”
“Haha…”
You are not self-objectifying.
“Enough. For me.”
“…Is it sexual desire? It’s vulgar. Besides, it’s bad taste.”
At that, Monica stepped out.
“No. That’s not it.”
“Monica…?”
“For Rom, such behavior is by no means a matter of sexual desire alone. It is essential for calming and restoring the mind.”
“How do you think such an act restores the mind?”
“If you don’t experience it yourself, you won’t know. Even if I explain, you won’t understand. I did too. Anyway, I hope you correct the word vulgar. High Priest Isabella.”
“…I apologize. Hero. I think I said it carelessly.”
“Ahaha…No. It’s okay.”
I was a little surprised.
I never thought Monica would intervene at this timing.
“Hmm…Then, if I pay for my body, do you mean that I can use Hero-sama at will?”
“Not all of them.”
“Okay. Then, I’ll be happy to pay for my body.”
“Oh, is it?”
Things work out.
Whether you have feelings or not, it’s not that difficult to capture a cock with just one thrust. As much as I made Monica my prisoner through such a process, it is the surest way than anything else.
“However, paying for all goods at once would not be efficient.”
“…Yes?”
“So, first is the chest.”
Crossing her own arms, she lifts her own breasts to accentuate her own breasts, the trembling of her huge flesh visible from under her clothes.
“…You know how to make a deal. Okay. Let’s do it step by step. Then, let’s go out immediately and do ‘what we have to do as a champion’. Come on, follow me.”
Snap.
Isabella’s grip on her wrist made her flinch and tilt her head.
“Are you going with me too?”
“Of course. That’s how you know if I’m doing my job properly, right?”
“That’s… That’s right. Then, first talk to the bishop and get permission…”
“Ahaha. The saintess and the hero are taking us out, so who’s to say what? Come on, let’s go.”
“Oh, sleep…!”
Her feeble resistance pulls her by force and she is eventually dragged helplessly away from her.
“Rom…?”
Monica looked at me with her strange eyes for a moment, then she slowly followed her.
