Chapter 61 – 61. Hae Myung’s Older Sister…
Black of clarification.
The mere appearance of her erupted in standing ovation from the citizens here and there. Considering her abilities, she deserved it.
“Zion’s warriors negotiated with evil?
That the sinners killed the abbot instead?
Not true!”
Black said, shaking his palm firmly.
People were enthusiastic about her tone and expression, as if she was admonishing a child.
“A gesture to that confident tone! Every time I see that, I feel weird…”
“Hey… I can’t find an explanation…”
“Step on me, Black!!”
Black grabbed Murphy’s face and met her eyes.
Murphy tried to remove her black, forcing her breath, but instead she was pushed against the outer wall of the monastery.
Black’s face slowly moved towards him. Her tongue was visible between her thin, pale lips.
There is no way that any citizen of Zion would not know the hero Black. She was always resolute and confident, and her thick eyebrows gave off an irresistible charm when seen right in front.
Her face was without makeup, but her skin was white and soft like porcelain.
The slightly open mouth and round eyes were truly the warrior black itself. It was a confident and honest look.
Murphy felt for a moment her overbearing authority and panther-like coquetry from her close to her.
The cries of the citizens of Zion could be heard nearby. Is it a curse for him or a cheer for black?
It doesn’t matter. The two are now one.
Black gave Murphy a deep kiss.
“Oops? Whoops?!”
“It’s out, Mr. Black’s ‘Mouth of Truth!”
“If you get hurt over there, you’ll just tell the truth without moving!!”
“Damn it, I really want to get hit too!”
Murphy’s legs relaxed at the sudden touch of his tongue.
I thought I had just come out alive, but what is this…
But Black’s lips were so sweet and bewitching, that at some point Murphy began hugging her rather recklessly and sharing her tongue with her.
‘Ooh… Under… Churup’
Hundreds of citizens and priests next to them watched the scene in a daze.
Murphy felt the erection of her cock hard enough to touch her black navel.
Acolytes must be ascetic. At Harold’s Monastery, just having an erection on one’s penis was a serious crime that would be confined to solitary confinement.
“How are you? Biting the inside of her lip. Lick your tongue and drink my saliva. Enjoy yourself. It is the last joy a sinner can enjoy.”
Black whispered softly as they kissed.
Feeling the feel of his cock against her navel, she smiled slightly. She pretended to kiss him harder as she pressed her belly against his cock. Through the white shirt, Black’s soft stomach was touched. As if her navel had been pricked up, Murphy moved her prick further into Black’s stomach, jiggling her back a little.
Seeing her woman’s smile, Murphy felt under her balls the urge to squirt, something she’d only felt occasionally.
All the while, Black’s tongue squirmed around in his mouth, smearing her saliva. Where her tongue came in contact with it, it felt like a different creature, with a vaguely sweet sensation.
After about 10 minutes of kissing, Black removed her mouth. Saliva ran like a transparent thread between the young man and woman’s lips. She sucked up the remaining Murphy’s saliva, wiping her lips with her thumb in satisfaction.
In Black’s still coquettish gaze, Murphy did what he wanted.
The eyes of a prostitute like Bianca who masturbated to the guards at the monastery.
He wanted to crawl under Black’s legs and become her dog.
No, he wanted to dominate her at the same time, laying her under him and making her lick all her unclean places.
‘No… What am I thinking now… !’
But Murphy knows.
The fact that Black’s kiss was, in and of itself, a death sentence.
He too is a citizen of Zion. A year and a few months ago, he remembered the time when warriors came here under the name of ‘Zion Rangers’.
He, too, saw the sight of the prisoner who received Black’s kiss and shed tears as he confessed his sins to the full.
It was for this reason that Black’s nickname was ‘Clarification’ and people called her ability ‘The Mouth of Truth’.
Black’s mouth, which controls Zion’s press, was the mouth of truth and justice, and at the same time, Zion’s mouth.
“From now on, your mouth speaks only the truth. What plot were you plotting with the abbot, Bishop Harold? Come on, confess your sins!!”
And in that moment, Murphy realized that his mouth wasn’t really his.
Her mouth moved on its own.
Like a really different creature.
No, as if only Mip had been parasitized by the hero Black.
He panicked and tried to cover his mouth, but Black grabbed his arm and wouldn’t let go.
A heavy chest clung to his shoulder.
In a confused and ecstatic mood, Murphy’s mouth moved freely.
“I am a scum who has enjoyed sodomy with the abbot. In order to plunge this place, the great city of Zion, into an abyss of scheming and evil, they tried to distribute drugs and invite warriors to poison them all…”
“What a cruel scoundrel! Did you think that such a trick would work for the righteous citizens here and us Zion Rangers?!”
“Zion rangers, by the power of your insight and solidarity, our evil plans have fallen to their knees… We… Lost Long live the Zion Ranger! Long live Red!!”
No, this isn’t it
No matter how much Murphy shouted in his head, his mouth confessed something he’d never done before. Black responded to him and stimulated the citizens even more.
Is this ‘truth’?
What do people think of as the ‘mouth of truth’?
All that was a show. Everything she had done, all the ‘truth’, was to blame her on her own terms.
The other priests who survived also looked at him in amazement.
Murphy managed to shake off Black’s arm and staggered to the fountain in front of the front door.
His face was reflected in the standing water. No, it wasn’t all his face.
Pale and plump lips. It was Black’s mouth, not Murphy’s own.
Black, who was standing behind him, smiled brightly and asked again kindly.
“Then, who are your sympathizers who have dipped their toes into this evil with you?”
Murphy finally realized what she was trying to do to him.
Regardless of his will, his mouth spat out the words everyone wanted except for the person concerned.
“All the priests here…”
That confession was enough. Citizens gathered in front of the monastery were boiling.
“Kill!! Hang them all!!”
“That’s right, let’s make a summary judgment on our own line without going to a formal trial!”
“No, no! We never really did anything like that! It was our job to just live here and spread the word of the Goddess!!”
The frightened nun cried out and protested, but by the time the testimony had already come out, they were criminals worthy of wrath.
Whether they really had the ability to do so was an afterthought, as all they did was study theology or do monastic chores.
“Don’t lie, evil spirit! I didn’t like taking over the goddess’s house even though I didn’t have any special abilities!”
“Spit out all the tithing you’ve paid so far!”
“The hero is the messenger of the Goddess! Red to the side of the Goddess!!”
“Goddess’ house into the arms of citizens!!”
Someone shouted in the angry crowd, and everyone started shouting along.
Along with improvised slogans, sounds like “Long live Zion Ranger, long live Red!” Or “Show me your pussy!” Were also heard.
People flocked. Hero Black pretended to be surprised for a moment, then he casually let go of his hand holding his murphy.
The eleven clerics who barely survived in the monastery were soon seized by the hands of righteous citizens and dragged down.
As a woman pulled her own hair, her murphy could then look down at her hand.
Hands illuminated by the midday sun were glistening with the blood of Harold, the abbot.
There was no difference between the crowd here and the person who killed Harold with the statue of the goddess in the monastery.
Everyone had blood on their hands. No one can escape from that sin.
Only this time was his turn.
‘Oh, me too…’
Haha, I laughed when I saw my hands covered in blood.
Could Sister Bianca’s smile, who became a prostitute herself in order to live her life, be like this? A laugh as if something had broken inside her heart.
He closed his eyes as many hands reached out violently.
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Is this the end of religion as well, thought the hero Black.
The priests who were dragged down by the hands of the people were kicked from afar with all sorts of curse words. Some have already stopped moving.
The nuns were forced to undress and said, ‘I am a prostitute. Don’t just pass by, please be sure to do it’, he was standing there holding a sign. All men liked it because they could have free sex.
They’ll probably be all taken care of by the end of today at the latest, and they’ll hang on the wall outside the city. Of course, it will be broken and dirty.
The Zion Ranger, the warrior Yellow, came out of her monastery and stood beside her. Black pinned him.
“You kill them all inside, so why did you let them live? You only end up seeing more noisy scenes for no reason.”
“Why? It’s just fun. Events like this should be held periodically.”
Yellow slipped a hand over Black’s hip. Black clapped his hand! When he refused to hit him, Yellow sulked and covered his hand. Then, I got angry for no reason.
“By the way, where is White, this fucking sullen bitch, stuck and won’t come? I don’t know how to do anything except cleaning anyway, so should I keep it here? I’d rather be like the girls over there that year… “
“How could you say something like that to a kid who grew up like a little brother? ‘Zion Ranger Yellow’!”
“Even if all five of us were close friends from childhood, our relationship will change when we fall in a place like this, right?”
Black shook his head. Still, when she admonished like her older sister, Yellow tended to listen to her.
I heard a voice in my head. It was a bubbly, lively voice.
[Black sister, are you done? I think the people inside were dragged out?]
[Pink. Are you waiting at the place you mentioned?]
[Yes! It is in front of the private chapel building that Bishop Harold built. There are a few homeless people around, but it has nothing to do with our approval rating, so it won’t matter if you get caught up in it.]
[Thanks Pink, then you can start now.]
The sound was cut off. However, I knew right away where Zion Ranger ‘Pink’ was. She always liked to attract attention.
Koo-gu-gung, a vibration rang out. There was silence for a while among the citizens who were judging the criminals, and soon there were shouts like deterioration.
“Pink! Pink! Pink! Pink!!”
“Idol of Zion!!”
[Reverse Gravity!!]
In the distance, a pink figure soared into the air.
Although he was short enough to reach Yellow’s shoulders, his voluptuous big breasts flew up together.
A short, light pink skirt that showed her buttocks, and a string-like outfit that emphasized her big breasts to the fullest. In her hand, like hers, she was holding a wand with a pink decoration.
It was a revealing outfit, but the last line was guarded by a leotard worn under her skirt.
“Hey, citizens of Zion! How is everyone?”
“Pink! What color are your panties today!!”
“Well… Today’s panties… “
Pink greeted people with an exaggeratedly fresh and youthful smile. The men looked up at the sky and blushed.
The reason was simple. She has big breasts and a lot of exposure, but if you say she’s cute, she’ll answer anything.
“Actually, I don’t wear panties under the leotard!”
People went crazy. When asked to show her breasts, Pink pretended to take off the strap that covered her nipples and flew up with a giggle.
Seeing this, Yellow grumbled.
“He is also 20 years old, but he wants to do that, I really don’t understand…”
“What can I do? Let them do whatever they want. Match the rhythm too.”
Black looked at Pink as if he was cute and said. Even though she seemed to be fawning like that, her strength was such that she could compete with the Zion Rangers on a par.
Floating up with gravity reversal magic and settling on the roof of a nearby building, Pink was looking at a chapel in the site of Zion Monastery.
A building about the size of a mansion that Abbot Harold used as his personal chapel. Pink held out her wand towards it and shouted vigorously.
[Earthquake!]
The decoration on the tip of the wand burned. Pink flicked it lightly, and as if in response, the walls of the chapel began to crack.
The surroundings were completely emptied in advance, but people took a step back from the wonderful sight.
Pink finished swinging her wand. Following that trajectory, the cracks on the walls spread all over the roof and windows.
‘Quaaang-!’
The small chapel of the abbot collapsed like dust at the warrior’s words.
A wand that can use intermediate magic without any conditions. That was the cheat weapon that Hero Pink had.
After finishing her work, Pink transmitted the message to Black again.
[Now, can we build a statue of Red’s brother in that place?]
[Yes. With this, the faith of Zion will come into our hands.]
Yellow, black, and pink, the warriors of Zion stared at the priests who were dragged out of sight and torn limb from limb.
Destroying the entire monastery is rather wasteful. Today’s purge was also a bold enough action.
Even so, this is the home of the Goddess, and destroying her symbols can buy backlash from the believers.
Instead, the traces of the previous owner are thoroughly destroyed. The chapel of Harold, the ‘former’ abbot, and the people who worked under him.
There was a lot of work ahead. Black thoroughly demonizes the abbot on the citizens, and Yellow’s security forces purge what remains of Zion. Pink directs the citizens’ attention to herself and gradually turns their attention. Zion’s people too easily followed their lead.
Little by little, Zion’s power is destroyed, and the place is filled with the symbol of the warrior.
Until this city is completely theirs.
Only the warriors, until their leader ‘Red’ becomes the only power in Zion.
