Ruler of the Game 90

Chapter 90 – The Magic City and the Great Detective

Confused by policewoman Irina’s pace of listening too earnestly, Seong-il began to generously teach her the contents of her bankruptcy priesthood, which he had realized over the course of two months.

“…Anyway, that’s about it. Today, I’m going to demonstrate herbivore eating. Try memorizing it. If you get it wrong, you’ll get scolded. Well… I told you about the penalty last time? If you don’t do it, you’ll have to get spanked. …”

“I’ll do it! Demonstrate please!”

“…”

Seong-il is embarrassed by her resolute expression. He sighed and began to take the flag-raising ceremony of the bankruptcy priesthood.

‘Haa… Since it’s been like this, I’ll give you a scolding if I can’t do it properly!’

Seong-il, who thought so, recalled the past when Jin Chun-hwi studied martial arts under him, and began to spread the beginning of the bankruptcy priesthood like that.

It was neither too fast nor too slow. A modest herb meal on the holy day. After showing her a total of 4 sentences, including her transformation, Seong-il told her.

“Okay. Ignore the 3 changes I showed you for now. I’m going to follow the 8-second formula above. Is that possible?”

Illina was embarrassed by the words of such a holy day.

“Um…! Can you demonstrate only the first 8 seconds? After concentrating on the modified herb diet together, it’s a bit shattered.”

Seong-il nodded her head and thought about her point.

‘Even though it’s annoying. A promise is a promise, so you have to do your best. Wouldn’t it be a hassle if I did something clumsy and sloppy for no reason and then got caught?’

I thought so, but after the first meal was spread out slowly, as accurately as possible. She answered her

“Okay. Now, I’m going to unfold it two more times at the right speed. If you don’t follow it properly, be prepared.”

“Yes!! Master!!”

Seong-il smiled bitterly at the word ‘master’.
Without a word, he once again began to spread the beginning of the bankruptcy theocracy.

‘Now, if the paving stone is laid like this, I won’t be able to say anything even if I say something stupid!!’

Seong-il, who thought so, began to ruthlessly perform the 8-second ceremony of the bankruptcy priesthood a total of three times, raising his inner workings without mercy.

“Wow…”

Illina admires Seongil’s body movements as if flowing water.
Seong-il, not paying attention to her appearance, began to spread it over and over again as if he were practicing, focusing on herbivory without realizing it.

“Whoa…”

Seong-Il decided to open number 3 without realizing it, but fell into a trance and repeated it nearly 10 times.

‘Fuck… I don’t know…’

Seong-il felt that training was quite fun these days, so he became overly immersed without realizing it. He looked at Illina and replied, embarrassed by his mistake.

“Now… I think I’ve demonstrated enough. How do you like it?”

“That was enough!! Master Seongil!!”

“…Yes. Now, would you like to have a grass-fed meal?”

“Yes!!!”

After answering vigorously, Illina clumsily follows Seongil’s bankruptcy rights.

‘Write… That’s a little… Not…’

Seong-il felt uncomfortable seeing Illina’s attitude. Because of that, he corrected her posture without realizing it and began to point out her.

“What if I drop my hands there!! Straighten my back!! With the feeling of giving strength to my lower body!!”

“Yes!!”

Illina desperately corrects her posture while sweating at Seongil’s point. But for some reason, Seong-il couldn’t follow the simple steps of the bankruptcy priesthood.

‘What…? It’s only 8 herbivores, but they can’t even follow that…?’

Illina’s incomprehensible learning ability. Looking at her like that, I thought of her seongil.

‘What.. Wasn’t this much talent…?’

Ilya struggles with her hands and feet and spreads her priesthood of bankruptcy. Looking at her like that, she wondered about her last name, and suddenly she realized the difference between her and herself.

‘Ah… It’s because of the inner strength!!’

Internal energy that transcends the human body. Seongil was able to realize that he had easily learned the bankruptcy priesthood because he had practiced the internal gong method steadily and as an attribute through saekgong before learning martial arts.

‘I’ve covered the lack of physical ability with my inner strength, but Illina won’t be able to do that…’

Once the situation was identified, her holy day began to push her deliberately and harshly, causing her Illina to give up her practice.

“No… It’s only 8 seconds at most. You say you can’t follow that? Are you still saying you’re going to inherit our ‘One-Man Succession’ martial arts?”

After saying that, Seong-il sets Ilina up and spreads the priesthood of bankruptcy once again like flowing water.

“Look. I do it simply. Is this difficult…?”

“I’m sorry… Master!”

“Whoa… It’s the first day, so I’ll forgive you. Again!!”

A holy day that mercilessly treats Illina. That’s what he thought to himself.

‘If I make it this hard, they’ll whine that they can’t think it’s difficult or unreasonable…?’

Seong-il said that he could easily drop Ilina, and he began to think optimistically.

“Haha…!”

Illina, who sweats like rain from her body and repeats the beginning of the bankruptcy priesthood without rest. Seeing her like that, I was surprised at her seongil.

‘What…? Isn’t it hard..?’

Illina, who gritted her teeth and constantly spread the bankruptcy rights. Her herbivore was still clumsy, but when she desperately spread her herbivore like her evil spirit, she couldn’t bear to blame her.

“Heh… Heh…”

For over an hour, Illina did her best to eat grass without a single break. She seemed to have completely exhausted her stamina in a state where her body was drenched in sweat, and her body was trembling and even saliva was dripping from her mouth.

‘I… I’m not going to die like that, right?’

Seeing Ilyna’s desperate state, her seongildo also weakened her heart. He forced her to raise her hand and order her to stop practicing.

“Stop!”

“Do… Master! Opportunity!! I… I can still do more!!”

Illina, half-crying, begs Seong-il to give her a chance. Seeing her like that, Seongil sighed and thought.

‘Haa… I’m working so hard, but I can’t bear to cut my hair out of conscience.’

Because of that, her holy day decided to appease her.

“No. Sometimes you have to be able to step back. Today is only the first day. It’s even weirder if you can demonstrate martial arts perfectly from day one.”

“Thank you thank you!!”

As if appalled by Seongil’s words, Illina replied by bowing her head.

“Yes.. Originally, I was going to do it for about two hours.

“No Master!!!!”

“…?”

“The first day was just an excuse. It’s true that I let you down..!”

“Yes? Yes…”

“For that reason, as a disciple, I think she deserves to be punished by her master!

“?!?!?”

“Please punish me! Master Seongil!”

‘Fuck… What the hell am I supposed to do…’

Irina, who was embarrassed, approached Seong-il and knelt down on her knees. Seeing her like that, her bewildered sexuality began to dissuade her.

“Ah… No. I’m fine, but why the hell…?!”

“Master…! If you tolerate my failures from the start, making excuses and expedients, I’m afraid I won’t be able to receive proper guidance in the future. Please! Punish me…!”

After saying that, Ilya knelt down as if bowing respectfully, and put his hands and head on the floor and prayed to Seongil.

‘I’ll turn around…’

Seong-il is at a loss for words due to her well-reasoned excuse. He’s clueless. He knelt down in front of her, lifted her up, and spoke to her.

“It’s the first day, though. You don’t have to hurt yourself by getting down on her knees.”

“Yeah…But!!”

“…But?”

“I think I’ll feel better when I get punished…”

“…”

After saying that, police officer Ilya suddenly stood up.

“?”

Sniff

“!?!”

And she takes off her uniform in front of her holy day.

‘…No panties!?’

Surprisingly, police officer Illina is wearing nothing under her uniform. Because of that, in front of Seongil’s eyes, a thick red pubic hair like her hair appeared.

‘…No way?’

Then she cried as she leaned her lower body against the body of her saint who was kneeling in front of her.

“Master Seongil!! Punish me!!”

‘…Crazy!’

Seong-il panicked because she didn’t think that Il-rina would step up first for the spanking bluff she had inflicted on her.

Seeing him like that, Ilina shook her hips with her determined expression and shouted.

“Please!”

‘…Fuck, what should I do?’

Seong-il, who did not know that the bluff he made to discredit Ilina would come back to him. In the end, he sighed, raised her hand and asked Ilya.

“So… How much do you think is appropriate?”

“!!”

Illina didn’t know if she would ask herself about the standards of her punishment. After thinking for a while, she answered with difficulty opening her mouth.

“Thirties… How are you in your thirties, Master!”

‘I really don’t know anymore.’

After her wordless nod, Sungil raised her hand and slapped Ilyna in the butt.

Damn!!

“Oh no…!”

‘Ah…Why am I doing this…!’

Seong-il got annoyed by slapping Illina’s butt.
He made a few quibbles at Lina to take her anger out.

“The master punishes you!! You don’t even answer how many times you got hit?”

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry! One!!”

Seong-il sighs at her appearance and strikes her butt again.

Damn!! Damn!! Damn!!

“Aww…! Two!! Three!!”

‘Oh… Strangely interesting…?’

Illina’s firm and beautiful buttocks, well-trained through hard training. When I hit her private parts like that, the feeling of her hands that felt tight was subtly interesting.

Damn!!

“Yeah… Twelve… Ahhh…!!”

And every time Seongil’s blow to the buttocks continued, a strange moan escaped Illina’s mouth.

‘…Uh?’

Far from being more painful the more they hit, Illina let out a groan as her face turned red and her eyes slightly loosened. Seeing her like that, Seong-il feels strange with her sense of conquest.

‘He… Can’t it be…?’

To check the odd sensation she felt herself, her groin was a little harder than before, but she slowly swung her hand down and slapped her ass down.

“Terrible!!”

“Ahhh!!”

Illina stiffened her back and let out a strange groan at Seongil’s blow, which was stronger than before.

‘Can he really feel it…?’

Shocked by her immoral and sexy reaction, Seong-il feels his alter ego stand stiff.

Gulp.

After swallowing her spit once, Seong-il bluffed her bluff to Irina, pretending to be her stern teacher, pretending to be calm.

“Why don’t you tell me how many hits?”

“I’m sorry… Master!”

‘… Shibeol is a bitch.’

Illina apologized and was embarrassed by Seongil’s words of natural disdain. Looking at her like that, her exasperated Seongil desperately calmed down and answered.

“…Didn’t you follow the rules despite the corporal punishment you brought out?”

“Oops… Sorry! One more chance!!”

The strange sight of her red-haired wild beauty lying on her own lap, with her pants off, her ass out, begging her please to spank her ass.

Seong-il felt her excitement rising to the tip of her head at that sight, and felt that her alter ego was about to explode. Because of her, she wanted to lay her down right away and drive her from behind like a dog, but her seongil ordered her to desperately hold back her desire.

“Do it again from the beginning. Do you have any objections?”

“No! Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be punished again!!”

Far from being angry at the word that she would punish herself, Illina was ecstatic. At her attitude, Seong-il senses the hidden desire for dominance and sadism welling up inside her, and she joyfully raises her hand and starts slapping her on the buttocks.

Damn!! Damn!!

“One at a time…! Two… Two at a time..!!”

“Your voice is small!!”

Damn!! Damn!!

“Yeep..! W.. Eighteen!!”

Illina’s corporal punishment, including the number of spankings she hit the previous time, put her in her 30s in total. And her buttocks turned red like a monkey due to Seongil’s hand striking her quite strongly compared to her early days.

“Haha…”

Seeing her lying face down on the floor, sighing in pain and drooling over her saliva, her Seongil alter ego spontaneously got a full erection.

‘Wow… That’s crazy. I want to eat right away.’

Seong-il seems to lose his reason at the sexy figure of Illina. However, he persevered and thought desperately to protect her own reputation.

‘Let’s wait..! Hold on…! In a situation where the ending of this game where reputation is important is not much, rape a policeman and not another woman? It’s game over right in front of the barbed wire…! Wait aaaaa…!!’

Thinking so, Seong-il gritted his teeth and raised her hand again and began to slap her on the buttocks.

Damn!! Damn!! Damn!! Aww!!”

“Ahhhhh..

“The corporal punishment is over!!”

“Heuk.. Go.. Thank you!!!”

When the corporal punishment is over, Irina bows to Seongil on her knees with a sad expression on her face. I approached her and patted her on the back and replied that it was her holy day.

“Great job…!”

“Huh…! Thank you Master…!!”

A conversation between two priests that seems like an idiot but is strangely moving. Seong-il, drunk in the situation where the taste was gone, passed her words to her without knowing it.

“Today was great! With that attitude, we will be able to achieve great bankruptcy in the future!”

“Thank you thank you!!”

She knelt down on her knees and bowed her head on her floor in praise of her holy day. Seeing her submissive appearance, Seongil continued to praise her, feeling the pleasure of becoming her king.

The time of the two of them like fools that went on for a long time.
When that time was over, Seong-il promised to practice again two days later, took a shower, and left the training ground.