Gilma Being Trained 91

Chapter 91 – A Saint’s Daily Life

8 in the morning.

The sunbeams from the cloudless sky hit my room through the window.

Rubbing your eyes, dropping eye mucus, you wake up from a deep sleep. Morning is a time I hate very much, probably because of the memories of the past. Whether it was silk or dragon scales, I slowly stood up, revealing a blanket made of good material.

You may get used to the long hair that comes along and the fat on your breasts that follow gravity and shape it downward, but it is not easy to get used to. Having lived as a man for over 20 years, I still feel a sense of incongruity. It’s not a very good morning, but I stretch all the way. A cracking sound is heard from the back.

“Aww! It’s filthy realistic.”

My lips were dry and I was thirsty, so I quenched my thirst from the water bottle placed on the chest of drawers and let out a ballmen sound. The capital of the eastern kingdom [Rubo Castle] Has four seasons similar to the climate of our country in reality. However, the Western New Country is divided into two seasons, the dry season and the rainy season. Although the climate is mild, the skin cracks easily during the dry season.

“… I know, stop it.”

I get nervous and look around left and right.

By the way, my maid Mr. Bearne is off today. It seems that [Mental power] Has increased considerably due to the saintly act that was not even in the middle of the day, but the hallucination and reality that you feel when you are asleep or drunk are still the same. I feel the need to urinate as I simply wash my face in the bathroom attached to my room.

“… It seems like someone is watching. It’s familiar.”

Strangely, I feel like someone is watching me. It’s like being caught by a hidden camera. I don’t know what I’m going to do by filming the guy.

I used [Detect Mana], Which I had recently raised to level 71. In the surrounding space, I felt a faint blue color from the objects with mana circuits written on them. [Detect Mana], Which can be learned by mana-based jobs, was quite useful.

“… I don’t have it.”

I feel bad for nothing. I don’t know why I feel like someone is spying on me today. I sat on the toilet seat and urinated while relaxing. He trembled as the heat accumulated in his body escaped. There is not much difference between men and women in this respect. The schedule is until 9 am, so should I masturbate for a while?

Not. If I did that, it was certain that someone would take a [Screen shot] Of my disheveled appearance in masturbation and send me a letter saying, ‘Saintess, I will use it as a side dish today too.’

Of course, such a thing would never happen in [Armina Castle] Where the security is strict. However, whether it’s because of the aftereffects after the transfer, or because of the memories of being raped day and night by the people and monsters she met right after the transfer, she falls into excessive delusions of persecution.

But today is really strange. Is the cup I’m drinking water from wrong, or is my sense wrong. I don’t know what the hell is the problem. I felt uncomfortable as if I had just peed, but after wiping the bottom with a tissue, I got up and put on the [Saint’s Robe] With wide sleeves.

“Ugh… “

10 o’clock in the morning.

Today, the boring routine of the saintess begins.

I am doing this because I am infinitely closer to the face madam of a pseudo-religion than to become a saint because I am a true religious person.

He performs a small miracle called a recovery skill and sells laughter while receiving money and trust. The position she chooses based on her face and figure, rather than looking at true sincerity or level, is the saintess. Nothing else, just a high [Charm] In the stat window.

When this world was a game, there were rumors that it would be a kind of easter egg that existed only on the client side because the unlocking information for the auxiliary job called [Saint of the Kingdom of God] Was not known.

‘Who knew that the achievement condition would be over 50 in [Charism].’
“Saint… ! I can’t wait to see you, even if I die!”
“… There will be God’s salvation for you who are going through difficult days.”
“Thank you. Thank you. Holy Maiden.”

Today, I went out for street volunteering or something and sold laughter in front of people by reciting the sounds written on paper. People stare at my face and pass by. I’m doing this not only because I have nothing else to do, but also because it gives the [Loyalty increase] Buff to the entire city.

It is a kind of volunteer activity for a busy friend who saved his life. When it’s time to take a break, the shoulders collapse on their own. The muscles around the cheekbones that were smiling are tightly united and do not unfold. Standing up every day to say hello, my back creaks and veins protrude from my legs.

On the day I went in to use a real recovery skill, I fainted for 3 days because of the [Lack of mana] Phenomenon and couldn’t wake up, so it’s better to just go around laughing like this.

1:00 pm.

“Sigh…”

As soon as the morning routine was over, the sun was blazing down as if it were about to burn my skin black. But whether it was game correction or [Charm] Correction, my skin was always clear and shiny. Even though it was so hot, my skin didn’t burn.

I came out of the area where I wrote a service paper and read it as a buff point, and I was resting on my butt on the railing, when the maid who was in charge of me for the day came instead of Vemiarne. They watched each other coming and going from within the castle, but they only knew each other.

“Holy Lady, you worked hard today. Today, you will eat it at [Rebe’s Golden Dish].”
“… Yes.”

She was the type of woman with a beautiful smile. Because it is a game world that feels like a fantasy, there are people with low status. Most of the maids also came from a lowly status. However, there seems to be no such thing as a system in real history where a lowly person continues from birth.

“Have you no appetite?”
“No, you have to eat.”
“Get in the carriage. Today, too, the feast that the saintess likes is waiting for you.”
“… Yes.”

Since the update, the gender has changed, so the amount of food, preference, and preferred type have changed. Player A, who hates seafood extremely, is a world where he becomes an expert in seafood cooking.

… My tastes have changed quite a bit too. The problem is that it is a distorted symbol. Fishy and sticky food, yes. To put it bluntly, the [Semen Poisoning] Correction was combined with the [Inma’s First Step] Sham correction. It’s just put together.

Maybe that’s why my favorite dishes are things like [Steamed Kobold Testicles]. The appearance of the dish is not good, and it is food that people here think only idiots eat. Of course, as a saint, the food was served only once for the first time. It was really delicious, but it seems that the corners of your mouth twisted when you heard the title.

The dinner was served like a dinner. It would be fun to have a wild orgy party with people like local maintenance NPCs, but that doesn’t happen. It’s because my mother-in-law, who cares for her friends terribly, cares for me terribly. He wasn’t such a sloppy, hard-headed man, but he said things like ‘Women are fragile, so you have to protect them’ in front of me.

Did he expect to be slapped on the cheek because his face turned red?

I don’t know what kind of thoughts that day and night had to reveal an outdated idea in front of me.

Having an assistant job called [Saint of God] For the past month, living a comfortable life, my self? The same thing is pretty stable. And I had no choice but to admit it. It seems that the part of my personality that corresponds to ‘strength’ dwells in [Fenrir], And the part corresponding to ‘weakness’ dwells in this body. My ego was completely distorted because of sexually rolling and rolling for six months immediately after metastasis. Commonly speaking, it became like a bitch with bare feet.

“Aigoo, aigoo, saintess! You are our savior… !”
“Take this gold. It is to be personally dedicated to the saintess in our village.”
“Please, please come to our village next time.”
“Saint… !”

I’m about to get on the wagon, but villager NPCs gather around the wagon. The group that looks like zombies in a movie or sasaeng fans of a celebrity is moderately excluded by the paladins surrounding me. If you put it in reality, it’s similar to bodyguards blocking people. There aren’t many people who are so crazy that they want to touch me.

– Rattle

The curtains closed quietly with the sound of the carriage moving. What’s for lunch today, it must be a table lined with things like [Scorpion Lobster] And [Fried Giant Shrimp]… I’m sick of it.

1:30 p.M.

After moving the wagon, I came down again under the hot sunlight in the cool wagon, where [Pleasant wind] Magic circulated like an air conditioner. The skin doesn’t burn, but the damage is done. It is such a very hot weather. A maid came over and put on a parasol. And he smiles a little, and his smile is really beautiful. The maid seemed right to choose her face.

To be honest, after becoming this kind of body, it is true that the level of excitement felt by women has decreased somewhat. However, since this maid is next to me, I can smell the faint scent of perfume, her hair fluttering lightly in the wind is beautiful, and I can feel the excitement of my days as a man when I see the sweat beading under my chin in a tight maid uniform in hot weather.

Shall we take a look?

“What’s your name?”
“To? Saintess? I didn’t hear you.”

Even the shameless composure of pretending not to have heard. Or have you really not heard?

Asked again

“I asked what your name was.”
“Ah, [Lebe’s Golden Dish]. It’s a really good restaurant. Since today is a special restaurant I chose, it will be perfect for the saintess’ taste!”

For a while, my comprehension couldn’t keep up. Oh, you’re talking about a restaurant. The hot weather must have made it crazy for a while. Judging from the way she spoke hastily, it seems that she hasn’t been working as a maid for a while. Also, if I step in and take care of the behind-the-scenes work, I hope you won’t hear about not being a maid, but I also want to enjoy a night with a girl for the first time in a while.

I asked again firmly.

“… Your name, not the name of the restaurant.”
“Ah? Yes, I am Whitey.”
“Go for it… ? Are you a player?”

Now that players are completely immersed in this strange world, asking in front of people is a great disrespect, like being forcibly outed for your preferences. So I asked quietly.

“… Yes.”
“Then why are you doing maid work?”
“… We will talk later.”

For players who enjoyed VR games, falling into a world where the only things to enjoy other than sex were bloody hunting, I realized that reading books or listening to other people’s stories is more fun than I thought. Still, it couldn’t be compared to lying on a bed, both men and women, but it seemed like it would be fun to hear the pitying story of this player maid.

Before we knew it, we were in the cool interior. The maid at the counter said, “I made a reservation for Mr. Perrin,” And the chef came out, looked at me, and took my autograph. Looking at the signs posted around the entrance of the restaurant, it feels a bit cheap, as if advertising, saying, “People like this come and go!”
Let’s see, there’s also Beatrice’s autograph.

As soon as we sat down, the dinner came out slowly. I thought of a dinner at a high-class restaurant that is hard like eating all the time, but I was surprised that it was a commoner’s restaurant with an easy-going feel. Even though there was a time when I became one of the top five guilds and commanded the world, in reality I was just an ordinary commoner. The atmosphere is better for eating.

“Saintess, how are you?”

I smiled broadly at the smiling player maid, Whitey.

I’m going to play with this friend tonight.