Chapter 20 – 20. Eshir, Voyeurism
“Come on in.”
A sharp voice came from inside.
Eshir, who had been waiting outside the office, opened the door and found Father Campbell doing his business inside.
The priest greeted briefly without taking his eyes off the papers.
“Sister Asher.”
“Father Campbell.”
Asher also gave a short greeting. This priest, recommended by Zion a few years ago, quickly became a key figure in the monastery with his unique skills.
Eshir admired him for his thoroughness, but he was also repulsed by his not hiding his ambition.
She explained the journey to the bride.
Tentacle mating, bandits, and everything else were omitted, just that the hero killed the dragon and time was warped in the dragon’s realm.
“So, you really are back.”
“With the grace of the goddess, I was able to defeat the evil dragon and protect the kingdom.”
Peace, Father Campbell snorted.
‘I was defending this country. While being called on the ships of the empire.’
“There must have been many sacrifices behind that peace. Wonderful Oluin on that day…:
“It was a heroic dedication. Trying to protect me…”
I couldn’t say that the hero Joshua killed everyone, or that he was attacked by tentacles and became tentacle Joshua.
If you say such a thing, not only the punitive force but also the Heretic Questioner will come down from the capital.
Then this whole place will become a sea of fire.
Besides, he didn’t lie. As a result, Danal’s death protected Aeshir from the hero.
“On the one hand, there was also the harvest.”
The bride changed the subject with her glasses sparkling. It was this that the priest showed the most interest in the story Eshir had told him.
“I thought it was strange… But is that such a great discovery…?”
“If you just extract it. That’s a lot of money!”
“It’s a magical mine.”
“It’s literal, let this story be known only to you and me for the time being. The greedy businessmen of the Empire might reach out.
Anyway, you made a great discovery, Sister Eshir!”
Eshir laughed awkwardly at the bride’s endless compliments.
“When I look at it from time to time… I think that the priest is more like a businessman than a priest.”
“Is that so… Haha.”
I was doing ‘business’. At that time, I was not a priest, but an officer.
There was a time when he would roam the battlefields and ‘replenish’ supplies and women from nearby villages with his men, and then burn them all on fire under one charge or another. Since no witnesses were left behind, externally it was just a matter of pretending to have been attacked by the enemy.
A nun weeping under herself in her ruined church. Her family members have already died hanging in the central square of the village.
When the clothes tightly wrapped around her body are ripped open with a knife, her soft flesh and pubic hair are revealed. Out of fear, she bites her erect nipple until it bleeds and inserts her cock. She screams, and she briefly enjoys the painful reaction.
Then, when she rams her usual drug into her, her screams of pain are soon transformed into her moans of pleasure. The female in front of her who screamed for more of her cock every time she thrust her cock with the force of killing her, had been a nun just before.
After enjoying it enough to enjoy it, I hand it over to my subordinates. All of them are trash, but the worst of them are Pete and Big Pie. After all of their turns, in all likelihood she is a chilling corpse.
‘It’s so absurd.’
She did and she herself became a priest after the war ended. She was fortunate to be able to buy a priesthood with the money she had at that time.
The priest took a deep breath. What filled the tidy office was the smell of a successful future.
“Would you like a cup of tea? By the way, you must have been embarrassed to report to me and not to the mayor.”
In the tea poured into the cup, I put on confessions pretending to be spices. She had to get her way to the Great Commons from the nun.
“Mrs. Elizabeth came back, and the mayor said that she and Mrs. He didn’t have time to recuperate…”
Eshir himself knew how messed up the little town was after her disappearance. If it hadn’t been for that, there would have been no punitive force coming from the capital, nor would she have followed it herself.
As always, I must have lived my whole life without knowing the world in this small fence.
To think that the person who caused it all came back so casually. It was certainly fortunate that he was safe, but Asher was in a strange mood.
“He seemed to want to enjoy some more time alone. Now I am taking care of the work as the acting head of the abbot and the acting mayor. Thanks to you, I feel like dying from overwork.”
“Ah, like that…”
It was understandable that the bride’s face had become emaciated compared to before. After the sudden death of Brother Adelmo, he took over as acting head of the abbey, and even the duties of the mayor.
“Actually, it’s a good thing for us. The mayor donates a huge amount to the monastery as a thank you.”
Father Campbell turned his eyes again to the mountain of papers on her desk and slammed her seal at breakneck speed. She was the mayor’s seal. Now that the mayor was dereliction of duty, the priest was the actual owner of the city.
Eshir opened his mouth to drink his tea. Joshua was waiting outside and I couldn’t afford to do this.
Father Campbell clicked her tongue as she watched her not drink her tea.
That bitch had a lot of doubts from the first time I saw it. A useless bitch who didn’t interact with anyone and sold only the electricity of the warriors all by herself.
In fact, it was a strange species that had not been eaten since its guardian, Brother Adelmo. Father Campbell glared at the portraits of successive abbots hanging on the walls.
Amidst the line of stern old men, only the last portrait was a blond young man with a tanned, muscular upper body. Even as an old man, he insisted only on the paintings of his youth. He said, “It was in his prime.”
It might have been really amazing when he was young, seeing as he seemed to be going to and from the brothels around him before he died, at the age of over 60. On such a subject, that nun did not particularly touch it.
“Anyway, it happened. Anyway, where is the warrior? I would like to speak with the hero of this legend.”
“Joshua-sama…!”
Asher swallowed what he was about to say. A lie would have to come through.
“Joshua-sama is now… I’m cursed!”
“A curse?”
This was an intriguing topic.
“Uh… So, it’s not a serious curse, but before the dragon dies, put a curse on the hero… Should I say it’s a kind of regression…?”
“Then you should have brought him to the monastery. Contact Zion and find an expert who can do it right away…!”
“That can’t be done!”
The priest jumped up from his seat. Esh Le covered his mouth in surprise at the sound he had made. But bringing Joshua into this place was absolutely impossible. If the tentacles were to be discovered…!
“Joshua-sama is, that’s it! If you stimulate it rashly, it could go crazy… Yo? I’m always there to calm you down, but if you’re in an unfamiliar environment, the curse might get worse…!”
It was gibberish, but luckily it seemed to work. Her bride took her seat slowly as she looked at her with her suspicious eyes.
Father Campbell recalled a time when a warrior was demonstrating her goddess armour. A hero who casually uses a dragon-killing weapon. She didn’t have to provoke him first.
‘I wanted to coax and hold hands as much as possible, but there is no need to increase the risk factor.
The priest remembered his trusty helper. She’s a good girl
‘After stabilizing for a few days, use ‘Eri’ to assassinate Joshua.’
It is an ability optimized for infiltration and assassination. No matter how strong a weapon you have, killing it before you use it is enough.
In addition, it would be difficult to use weapons in confined spaces. With a curse, only one human would easily deal with the bone mound.
If that happens, even the ‘Goddess’ Magic Wand’ will come into her hands.
“Then let’s do this, Sister Eshir.
We will arrange accommodation outside the monastery. I’ll put you in contact with a good inn nearby, so take care of the hero there and stop by me once a day to get some medicine. Even if you look at it like this, you can make a simple sedative.”
“Go, thank you! May the grace of the Goddess dwell!!”
Eshir hesitated for a moment before asking again.
“Hey, maybe… If the hero gets better, would it be okay if we go out to see the festival together!!”
Seeing the nun’s twinkling eyes, Father Campbell replied with a sense of embarrassment.
“If you are a warrior who has caught a dragon, you are welcome. However, there should be a recovery from the curse that was put on.
Nice! Asher called for joy inwardly. She focuses on making babies with Joshua-sama at the dorm for a few days, then goes out to see the festival at the right time.
“While staying with the hero, write and submit a dragon subjugation report. Then let’s go. I also have another schedule.”
“Yes, yes! Thank you, Father! May the Goddess bless you!!”
Eshir left the bride’s office behind her, deep in thought.
Stroked her chest.
‘Thank god.’
For her coming back with a heavy heart, there were no problems. The fact that Joshua was a tentacle was not discovered, nor was his secret revealed! It must have been less than an hour since she entered the monastery. I wanted to see him. I wanted to get into his arms.
Everything is going well.
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Father Campbell glared at the car that Eshir had left behind for her.
She only said what she had to say, and hurried out without even touching the car in which she was riding Baekje.
The priest took out a large book from a desk drawer and opened it.
The face of a screaming man was embedded in the leather cover. Not a picture, but his face itself was embedded.
The Necronomicon is not something a priest would be holding.
It contains only one page. The contents of the law to summon the devil of the heathen.
When he was an officer, he found it in the basement of a church he raided.
On the last night of the summer solstice festival, when the human yin energy is sufficiently gathered, the magic of the dragon will be breathed into it to summon the pagan devil to this city. Put an end to this city with your own hands.
Of course, the hero Joshua would have to be dealt with before that.
Everything as scheduled.
It took too long to take control of the city and get useful helpers.
The plan must proceed step by step and without a hitch.
All that remains is the dragon’s magical power. It takes a nun to get it.
If you don’t eat the confessional, you can make it eat it. The bride thought.
He probably thought he hadn’t been caught, but on the night a few days before the punitive force departed, he saw the priest.
The sight of Sister Asher killing Brother Adelmo.
While the priest was engrossed in the calculations, someone’s foot entered without a sound through the unlocked door.
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Way out of the monastery.
‘A lot has changed…’
Eshir swallowed a surprising feeling when he saw that a beautiful flower bed had been planted in the front yard where withering cabbages had once been grown.
It was a place where they had to eat thin soup and bread every day, let alone maintenance of the facilities due to lack of budget. The outer walls of the building, which were dirty with dust and ivy, were also neatly repainted. Like the priest’s office building, the interiors of other buildings will probably be tidy as well. It seemed to be true that the mayor was donating huge sums.
Since it was also the way out, I walked around the flower beds for a while.
‘I’ll have to say goodbye to this place…’
Zionside Abbey, the place where he grew up after being abandoned as a child.
There was a time when this closed house of God was her own world. The moment she was able to dream of her here was only when she read the stories of old warriors.
And she met the warrior.
I learned that this world is much wider and more colorful than the frontier monasteries.
When the festival is over, he will leave this place with Joshua to see the wider world.
He is no longer a warrior.
It was a tentacle that was superior to the hero.
You should stop in the future. Nothing else was needed.
Eshir’s heart swelled as he pictured his future with the tentacles.
My steps were light.
“Oh, I didn’t get the report form!”
Eshir ran back to Father Burinake’s office.
No matter how moderately the contents are put together, they say that they are going to indulge in sex at an inn in the spare time, but work ends early only when they know the food.
Upon arriving in front of the office, Asher heard a sound leaking through the less closed door.
‘Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!’
‘Steamed, steamed, steamed!’
The sound of a chair creaking. And in between, a woman’s moaning in a rhythm that seemed to melt away.
“Haagh, there, stab more! Ngo clothes…! After all, this cock is the best than the crappy middle-aged man!!!”
“Heo-eok, heo-eok, make a tongue inside the pussy, I have something to try!”
The moans of a heated man.
“Yes I will! What about the material? Please do anything, because I am your ‘Eri’ now!!!”
‘Jjikkeodeok, Julururuloop’
What the hell is going on inside her pussy?
“Geugheu, higeuk! The feeling of being fellated with a pussy, uhhhhh, uh, how is it oh, oh, ohhhhh!!! Wrap it inside, go away, go away too!!!!”
Asher saw everything through the crack in the door. The lady’s ass and breasts sway in a luxurious dress.
The sight of the bride sitting in her chair gasping for breath and accepting all of her body.
And the scene where they share a sticky kiss while looking at each other with hot eyes after the gig.
That woman is Miss Elizabeth. She is the mayor’s wife, the woman who caused all this, she went missing and returned.
Eshir met her and her eyes.
