Chapter 15 – 15. The Nun’s Secret
“It all started when the mayor’s wife was kidnapped by a gangster.”
Eshir said as they descended the relatively gentle slope.
During the last few days of going down the mountain, she explained about this world and the hero.
Contrasting this with Joshua’s memories, I sometimes argued.
“Sex.”
That’s right, the only words that come out of my mouth are ‘sex’, ‘pussy’, ‘cock’, ‘coitus’ and ‘eat’.
However, even when Asher heard this obscene language, he smiled brightly without showing any embarrassment.
Her smile was so refreshing that I wondered if it was the girl who shed tears the first time I saw her in the Great Hall.
It’s been about a week since I encountered the bandits,
We are now on our way down to the village of humans.
“Sir Daniel Oluyn, the mayor of Zionside, was a public wife who truly loved his wife, Lady Elizabeth.
Maybe that’s why when the lady went missing, she was half out of her mind.
‘Tadak, tadak’
Aeshir’s face flushed red from the low-burning bonfire.
“But her problem was that she neglected her duties in her grief over the loss of her wife.”
After losing the war against Haddik Empire, Mesana Kingdom is supposed to send goods to the Empire on a regular basis.
And Zionside is the border with the Empire with a mountain range in between, and is the last place where truth goods pass through.
The core task of the Mayor of Zionside is to calculate and prepare the dragon’s activity period and activity radius.
Because the mayor did not calculate the dragon’s active period while searching for his wife who had left home, the goods heading for the empire were turned to ashes by the breath of the dragon.
“Nobody knew that Sir Daniel could be that far out of his mind.”
Eshr said, flipping a skewer of rabbit meat on the edge of the campfire.
The dripping oil popped up and then disappeared giving off a savory smell.
“I asked for help from the monastery and searched all over the mountain, but in the end I couldn’t even find her wife.”
‘If I don’t have a pussy, I just have to find another pussy.’
It seems that the human named Daniel did such a thing because he was crazy about females.
Can a human being value another human being enough to give up all those things?
I remembered the bandits I met not too long ago.
After luring Aeshir and me with something to eat, they tried to kill me.
All the humans I’ve met so far have only tried to kill me. The bandit, the previous owner of this body, the warrior, and even Asher when we first met.
What does it feel like to make a precious human being?
I said with a sarcastic snort.
“Heh, meat…”
“Oh, by the way, it must be ripe now.”
As Eshir shoved a dry branch into the fire, the flames sprang to life.
“Wait a minute, I’ll take it out and give it to you.”
Eshir got up, rubbing his hands, and pulled out a skewer of rabbit meat.
Rabbit meat.
While going down the ridge during the day, he stumbled upon a creature he stumbled upon and snatched it with his tentacles.
The more I ate or had sex with Eshir, the stronger my tentacles got.
Seeing me struggling alive with my fur in my mouth, Eshir laughed softly.
“Give me here,”
I took the rabbit from my mouth and said, “Oops,” And broke the rabbit’s neck at once.
He closed his eyes in front of the dead rabbit and prayed for a while, then went into the grass for a while and came out with a chunk of skinned meat.
“This portion will taste better for a human body than eating it whole.”
And after the sun goes down, we eat like this.
Eshir wanted to be of any help to the punitive force, so he said that he had learned some simple camping skills.
It was Danal, a knight, who taught him this.
I stuck my nose into the smoke.
The smell of grilling meat.
I’ve never smelled this smell before.
What is it? It goes beyond simply stimulating the nose and stimulates a deeper place.
I learned later that humans call it ‘flavor’.
Eshir took out a twig with meat on it and held it in his mouth.
‘Crispy’
‘This…!’
Soft. And hot!
It was felt with the human tongue in the mouth, felt again with the sensory organs of the tentacles, and then swallowed.
The blood-drenched chunk of meat turned a glossy brown in the fire.
The oily skin was darker brown and crispy.
When I took a bite, there was even a crackling sound that was light and cheerful.
‘Mayar.’
A word that suddenly crosses my mind.
It’s a strange word
Is this grilled meat called Maillard?
Occasionally, when we are stimulated by something, there are times when fragmentary knowledge related to it comes to mind.
The memories of Joshua that I absorbed gradually became one with me and transmitted the information.
I swallowed the soul of a human warrior with immense power and took over his body, but not all of his power was digested.
Some still linger inside me unabsorbed.
To explain it again with images transmitted fragmentarily from his memory, it is like a boa constrictor that swallowed an elephant.
My skills are not enough to accept all of Joshua’s existence at once.
But this is a matter that time will solve.
So I decided to focus a little more on the meat in front of me and the voice of Asher.
“Sir Daniel, in fact, committed a crime that deserved to be interrogated and put to death.
Because we had an accident that could lead to a super-large diplomatic problem.
But even with such a human being, there was only one person I couldn’t let die.”
Eshir picked up a skewer of rabbit meat dripping with hot gravy and let it cool in the cool night air.
“His father, an elder knight and war hero, Sir Danal Oluyn.
He said he would take responsibility for his son’s mistake, and formed a dragon subjugation party and came down from the capital to the outskirts.”
After his wife, is it his son this time?
I thought of an elderly man I had seen in the cave.
He’s a knight with a strong impression who doesn’t seem to take off his armor even when he’s sleeping.
He died instead of protecting Eshir from the runaway warrior Joshua.
Eshir looked at his shield with mournful eyes, probably remembering what happened in the Great Hollow.
This shield, which can be transformed into a bracelet according to the wearer’s will, was kept as a keepsake by Eshir after Danal’s death.
‘Sizzle… ‘
And that shield is being used as a frying pan for grilling leftover meat over a bonfire.
“He was an upright and strict man, but he did everything with his subordinates without discrimination.
After the battle, he would roast the leftover food on his shield and teach me how to take care of my equipment and camping skills, even though I couldn’t be of any help to the party.
Among the monsters, what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten…”
“Ah.”
Eshir looked at me and covered his mouth.
Did I swallow something wrong? As I was eating her meat, I stared blankly at her face.
“I’m sorry, Joshua-sama! I’m clueless…! Please give me the right punishment!!!”
‘Could it be that you think I’ll be offended by eating monster meat?’
It is none other than the monster that eats the most monsters. Is there any reason humans shouldn’t eat monsters?
There is absolutely no need for me to stand up and say ‘Revenge for our tentacles!!!’.
Have to live It is natural to eat when you are hungry. Whatever it is.
But she asked to be punished herself, so tonight I will have to exchange her magical powers with Asher.
Her bewilderment calmed down a little as she laid her hand on Esh’r’s. Eshir said a short prayer for her Danal and continued her speech.
“Sir Danal, who led the subjugation party down to Zionside, ran into a party nearby.
Those are the Witch Luviata, the Elf Hunter Cecilia, and the Hero Joshua…”
“…It was.”
As Eshir said this, her face was calm, but her voice trembled a little.
I noticed that she deliberately avoided my eyes and looked down at her when she mentioned her champion, Joshua.
“After confirming that each other’s goals match, they form a party on the spot and enter Zionside together.
The place where I was born and raised, a mediocre nun with no abilities.”
Eshir stopped her and looked into her bonfire.
‘I don’t want to go back… ‘
Zionside is a small city.
Although it is said to have been independent from the nearby large city of Zion, it is actually the size of a village rather than a city.
A prison-like monastery, will it still be the same as the scenery in your memory when you return?
Rather than returning there, he wanted to become one with the owner, the tentacles, and stay for the rest of his life.
But at the same time she
He is the only witness and survivor of the dragon subjugation.
The end of the subjugation did not mean that everything was over.
A list of the deceased must be submitted, and their belongings returned to the bereaved family through the church.
This was a problem that had to be resolved with one’s own hands.
However, returning to her hometown was a strange feeling for Asher.
Zionside is a sinful city.
It seemed like a lot of time had passed, but it was just a few weeks ago.
In that city,
She still bears the traces of her sins.
‘Susa Adelmo.’
The abbot who was supposed to join the party instead of her, mysteriously died a few days before her departure.
Even if Eshir had to face the sin when she returned, it was the only problem she had to bear.
‘I will never let Joshua harm me.’
As he watched the bonfire die down, Eshir thought.
She shouldn’t run away. Another crisis, when the same gangsters attack from the last time?
Do I have to listen to what I ask because I am helplessly caught then?
Now she was unable to escape.
Her precious tentacle, Joshua, was like a baby barely taking its first steps.
He has to accept any threat to protect himself as a member of his household.
There was no way he could survive among humans even for a day without his confidence.
‘I have to protect it.’
Her portion of meat she hadn’t picked up was charred in her flames.
Eshir thought for a moment, then opened her mouth.
“Joshua-sama, I have something to tell you…”
‘Steel Puck’
“Ah…”
When she looked up, Joshua, who had finished her rabbit meat at some point, stretched tentacles from his mouth and wrapped her wrists around her.
A look of aspiration, wanting to fill something else since you have filled your stomach.
For a moment, the worry from before was gone, and I thought that she was like a big puppy, and I laughed.
Of course, what’s inside is a creature on a different level than a dog.
‘Who knew tentacles could have such a cute side?’
Whoops, with a laugh, Eshir opened her arms toward her tentacles. Her eyes, too, were wet with lust.
“Come, Joshua.”
Aeshir surrendered her body to her tentacles and carried her into the arms of her master.
A being who showed a new world to himself who grew up in a monastery all his life.
The existence that broke the egg and took himself out of the world.
The existence that made it known that such a being was also a weak human being in the end.
And that kind of being who gave up his human form and came back to himself again and introduced a new world of pleasure.
‘Yes, this is enough. I don’t need anything else.’
Eshir lifted the hem of her nun’s robe with both of her hands to allow her tentacles to enter.