Chapter 147 – Episode 134 – The Fallen Saint! (3)
The moment I entered the room, I really felt that someone had broken in, just as Clea had said.
But… I just feel someone’s color near the bed… Clea…
“You’d better not do anything stupid. Bora. Or, are you asking me to cut off that hand first?”
Even what Bivora is doing right now, it seems to be showing.
Even with her eyes closed, Clea is smiling terrifyingly across the bed as if she could see clearly.
Even though she has excellent sensing skills, Clea was blind, so being able to see should be something to be happy about.
But…Even so…
“You’re crawling out now. Rather, will you release that meaningless hiding soon?”
“…That’s really great. Sister Clea.”
From the side of the bed, I saw a swaying scene, and Vibora, who was hiding, appeared.
I was just thinking that there was rain over there, but Clea’s eyes were looking through her hiding with her eyes closed.
Even so, isn’t Clea’s magic eye too good?
I wondered if it would be similar or a little inferior to my own demonic eye… A demonic eye that is superior to the owner, me.
I thought my demonic eyes were very strong, but somehow it seemed to have become subtle all at once, so I became a bit sullen.
“…Are only the three of us here?”
“I’m catching a rat that’s tired of the security magic, but she doesn’t have to come anymore.”
“Ha… You look down on me…”
Bivora, whose clothes are tattered here and there, and her hair is a piece of shit, as if she must have suffered a bit after running away.
He smiles like it’s ridiculous, but his tattered figure and cold sweaty expression don’t seem to have any room for it..
In addition, in my mind, I can see that Bivora’s Eser is at the bottom… Of course, I have to be careful though.
“…I can’t believe I can even detect movement in stealth… I didn’t expect my sensing ability to be that much…”
“Whoa, whoa… Can you detect it?”
One step. Clea smiles as she approaches Bivora.
It’s Bivora who looks tired and has difficulty using skills, but… No matter how close she gets…
When I restrained Clea, she smiled at me as if she was okay, nodded her head, then looked at Bivora again and started talking.
“Well… My sensing ability is superior to other people’s, but… That alone doesn’t fully detect your stealth.”
“…What?”
“Now I can see all of your essers, even the flicking of your fingers.”
“…That is nonsense. No matter how good your sensing ability is, that’s it…”
“So, it’s not the ability to detect.”
Clashing her high heels, Clea takes a step closer to Bivora.
“…! What, what…!”
And Clea, as if… She had nothing to hide, she cast her own eyes toward Bora.
“SeeDid you say Whatever you do is useless in front of my eyes.”
“…What is it, those eyes… The same as the monster next to you…”
Then, a ball of fire flew from behind Clea and exploded from Bivora’s abdomen.
“Hehe!!”
Seeing Clea’s eyes in panic, Bivora couldn’t avoid the fireball and collapsed backwards from the shock of the explosion.
Although not ignited, the small explosion leaves a small hole in her clothing, revealing B’Bora’s scorched stomach.
“Insulting your master, do you want to die? Of course, I have no intention of saving him, but…”
“Whoops. You’d better be careful. Liz and I don’t just pass insults on our master.”
“Kuheugh…! Mi-crazy… Master…?”
“Yes. Okay.”
After saying that, Lisbeth and Clea, as if they had promised, each clung to my sides, holding their breasts tightly.
Clea took over the horsetail and my hands were free, and I grabbed my females’ breasts as if responding to the two of them.
“Aang♡ Master♡”
“Hehe…♡ Here is Liz. And I… I am the master’s female slave who is an excellent male♡”
“…Crazy bitches…”
Bora looked this way with an absurd expression on her face, then trembled her legs and raised her body.
“I can’t believe… I thought he was such a crazy bitch… I heard he was Bishop Paul’s lover…”
“Put… Ahahaha! Paul? A lover of such a disgusting male? I am?”
“A female who got to know the foolish ♡ master HumanLikeThere is no reason to choose ♡”
From an expression of amazement, she changed to an expression of boredom, and Bora glared this way.
As if she had seen something she didn’t want to see, Bora’s expression crumpled and she was filled with anger.
“Really… Disgusting… A woman like this is a saint…”
“Whoops. Human beingYouWill not be able to understand That too InferiorHumanMaleBecause it is.”
“I don’t know what’s so dignified… But I can’t let a dirty whore like you become a saint.”
“Ahaha♡ You say it well♡ The subject of trying to make a woman named Clarice into a saint by using the money she earned from the entertainment industry♡”
As Lisbeth laughed and laughed, Bibora glared at her while clenching her fangs to the extent that she could see them from here.
See her slowly dragging her feet, trembling in her fisted hands.
“…I will definitely put my knife through your throat. Everything you said in front of me today… Will make you regret it.”
“Cuk-Cuk-Cuk…♡ Someone like you? Do you think it will be possible?”
“…Fuck… Wait and see. Certainly…!”
As Bora’s body blurs, she becomes more and more transparent.
When she sees Bora’s hiding place, she hurriedly takes her rudder from Clea and runs to it, but Clea does not let go of her rudder from her hand.
When I looked at Clea with such an expression, Clea smiled at me as if to be relieved.
Taking a step forward, Clea pointed to the wall near the window.
“Leeds. There.”
“Leave it to me. Eight!”
“Chehehe!!!!”
Lisbeth reaches out to where Clea pointed and grabs something in her, then she throws her hand aside.
Then, as the wall cracked with a thump, the scream of Bivora was heard.
Even the dagger she was holding dropped, and Bora wriggled on her floor, unhiding.
Clea and Lisbeth slowly tapped their high heels as they approached Bivora.
I have to dry it… But for some reason, I don’t know how to stop it because I feel like it’ll be okay.
Why? Bibo is a high-level adventurer… I think she’ll be dangerous even if Esser is at the bottom…
But why can’t I feel this sense of crisis?
“Cool, cool! Kuu, ee, what is this… Keuaaaaa!!!”
Bivora was giggling at the impact of hitting the wall.
Clea approached Bora and looked at her for a while…
Raising her foot, the heel of the high heel close to her kill heel shot down Bora’s thigh.
The stomp was so strong that her heels became lodged in Bora’s thighs, and her blood leaked out.
“Aaaaagh!! Hey, shit!! Aww!!”
“Aha♡ It’s a pleasant scream♡ Try howling more!”
Clea shouts at Bivora while trampling on Bivora’s thighs with her high heels.
Hohehe… It must hurt… Those high heels were quite sharp…
“Quaaaaagh! Mi, you crazy bitch!!!”
“Ahaha! Quite enjoyable! Trampling on trashy people!”
Clea smiled in a way she had never seen before, with her demonic eyes shining as she looked down at her.
Mom… I’m a little scared of Clea…
But why… With such a terrifying appearance of Clea, do I feel this satisfaction…
“Whoops…♡ Bora. Do you not understand why I have been talking to you about this and that, and why we are alone?”
After Clea pulled her heel off B’ora’s thigh, she crouched down in front of B’ora.
Clea smiles at Bivora with a smile that doesn’t look like someone’s thighs were trampled on with high heels.
When Bora let out her groan and looked up at herself, Clea showed her demonic eyes that had been closed and said,
“Because today, I have no intention of leaving you alive. There’s no way you’ll miss the chance to catch a weakened rat, right?”
“Keuuugh…! Seriously, the saintess is going to murder…?”
“Kuk kuk kuk…♡”
Clea sweeps her shiny blonde hair and smiles at Bivora.
“The moment you harmed the master, your death was decided. Because the sin of harming the master is more serious than anything else.”
There was no sense of guilt or anxiety in Clea’s smiling expression.
“The reason I didn’t bring the knights was because I didn’t have time… But more than that, it’s because I really wanted to kill you with my own hands.”
“No, no way… A saint, no, a priest of the Goddess Church, what the hell…!”
“Nothing can compare to Master.”
When Clea opens her hand, she puts Vibora’s dagger, which Lisbeth had fallen on the floor, into Clea’s hand.
“Clea. If that’s the case, it doesn’t have to be Clea…”
“Whoops. Do not worry. Master. No, more than that… I really want to take care of this garbage♡”
No, I wanted to lose to the point where I thought I wouldn’t mind dying if I had the chance, but…
A little bit of blood on my bitch hands though…
“Kuuuuu!!!”
“! You bastard!!”
While I was thinking as I looked at Clea holding the dagger, Bivora screamed and struggled.
Seeing Bora struggling and trying to push her Clea away, I kicked Bora.
It’s kind of like getting blood on my bitch hands, didn’t I say you could shove my bitch?
“Ah…♡ Thank you. Master♡ This trash. I’ll have to get rid of it soon♡”
Clea grabs B-Bora’s hair from my kick and lifts her up.
Ah… Can I leave this alone?
Her head just wants me to step in…
Why Strangely, I felt satisfied with Clea’s appearance, so I couldn’t stop…
“Whoa… Earlier, did you say you would put your knife through my neck? Unfortunately, that’s not going to happen. Whooping…♡”
“…Fuck… No one will recognize a bitch like you as a saint… Even if it’s not me… Someone’s knife must be around your neck…”
“Put. Let the bullshit be in hell. Rubbish.”
Clea interrupted B-Bora’s words and stabbed her B-Bora’s neck with the knife in her hand.
With blood gushing from her throat and her mouth, Bivora fell to the floor as she was, with a knife lodged in her throat.
“Kuhhhhh”
Bivora, who had been muttering something while staring into the air at her, soon dropped her hand and flinched… And she remained motionless.
Lisbeth and Clea watched Bora dying with her creepy smile.
Clea immediately kneels beside Bora’s side, puts her hands together and closes her eyes.
“Whoops…♡ Goddess. An inferior human male left for the Goddess. Please guide that soul to the bottom of her fiery hell…♡”
Clea’s prayer, with her hands stained with blood, quietly reached my ears.
