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Smith, a Black Company in Another World 42

Smith, a Black Company in Another World 42

Chapter 42 – Ep.42 Smith, a Black Company in Another World

“Huh… !! After… Ugh!!”

Two days in this room.
I still couldn’t go outside.
When I was starting to get hungry, Nemea came to me with a meal at exactly the right time, so I was able to solve it very satisfactorily.

However, since each meal consisted mainly of high-calorie meat, I had a strong feeling of being raised in a strange way, which made me a little uncomfortable.

So, like now, I started doing bodyweight exercises that I could do simply in my room every morning and afternoon.

“10… 0 End!!”

After completing 100 push-ups without resting in the correct posture, I woke up feeling satisfied.

“Hmm. “Your posture isn’t bad.”
“Uhhhhh!!”

At the sound of a voice coming from right behind me, I screamed without realizing it and fell forward.

“I didn’t mean to startle you, I’m sorry.”
“Oh, no.”

Let me correct this. As I almost fell, Neme Anim lightly wrapped one hand around my waist and helped me up.

“I heard you smelled strangely like sweat since yesterday, but I didn’t know you were working out. Well, there’s no way a body like yours was just created. “Well, even though you’re a man, your body is better than I thought.”

Nemea didn’t hesitate to press and pat my forearms and chest with her palms or fingers, and briefly commented on my body.

“But you came a little early today.”
“I have something to tell you. I’ll bring the meal later, so take a shower first. In that state, I would feel uncomfortable and not even in the mood to listen to the story.”
“Thank you for your consideration.”

I bowed my head at a right angle to Nemea.
I don’t know why, but do I have to bend my back?
Above all, judging by the consideration commensurate with the wealth of the mother’s body, the face hidden by the robe must be a truly beautiful woman, and it is okay to bow down to a beautiful woman.
Therefore, my reaction is completely normal.

Anyway, I didn’t want to show off the smell of my sweat to Nemea, so I walked to the shower room I found while urgently looking for a bathroom two days ago.

“Whew, taking a shower after sweating is the best.”

—I think so too.

As I was wiping off the remaining moisture on my body with a soft towel, I heard Nemea’s voice and a silhouette appear in front of the glass door, so I raised my head.

“Uh… Nemea wants to wash too… Go?”

—Unfortunately, I don’t sweat, so we’ll deal with that later.

At Nemea-sama’s answer, I scratched my head, hiding my embarrassment.

—It looks like you started exercising yesterday, but it’s not good for hygiene if you keep wearing sweat-soaked clothes. I’ll leave some new clothes for you to change into, so come out slowly.

“Ah, yep. Thank you.”

Nemea’s silhouette disappeared.
I thought to myself as I wiped myself thoroughly with a towel.

Just by looking at the robe Nemea is wearing, the way she speaks, and her actions, it is easy to guess that she holds a fairly high position in the temple.
I was very curious as to why Nemea would personally eat the food of someone like me.

I changed into the new clothes left in front of the glass door and came out.
Nemea was sitting on a chair filled with soft cotton, looking out the window where the morning sunlight streamed in. Then, when he realized I had come out, he turned his head.

“Are the clothes appropriate?”
“Yes. “It’s very comfortable.”

I was curious about how she managed to find clothes that fit my body perfectly, but I had a feeling that it was a question I shouldn’t be asking, so I quietly sat down on the chair across from Nemeanim.

“It’s an important story, but don’t be so nervous. “It’s okay to relax your shoulders a little more and listen comfortably.”
“Ah, yep.”

As Nemea said, I relaxed my body and comfortably leaned my back against the back of the chair.

“Well, good. The topic we’re going to talk about now is about the cultist who kidnapped you. “If you say you’re uncomfortable or reluctant, don’t talk about it.”
“It’s absolutely fine.”

It was unpleasant and all, but in reality, there was nothing I could say that caused me any harm.
If I had to say one thing, it would be that when I woke up after being kidnapped, I felt dizzy and nauseous.
What else… I looked at the naked bodies of beautiful women, had sex to my heart’s content, and enjoyed it to the point where I thought it might actually be a fun hidden camera.
However, Nemea-sama, who did not know this true situation, seems to have evaluated me a little too highly.

“Well, your mind is as strong as your body.”
“No, well, to that extent…”

I felt like I was sinning against Nemea before my own conscience, so I just scratched my cheek and finished it off.

“Well, before we get into the actual story, Smith. “How much do you know about cultists?”
“To be honest, I don’t know anything. “I first found out that there were cultists after I was kidnapped.”
“Right. It’s not bad. It’s better to have a clean slate than to have half-assed knowledge. Smith. In order to understand the importance of the story, you first need to know what kind of group the cultists are. So, I’d like to tell you about the cult for a moment, okay?”
“Yep. “I will listen intently.”
“It’s a good attitude. If you know anything, it can always be helpful in a crisis situation. Then it is classified as a xie jiao…”

Nemea-sama calmly asked with that clear voice how many social groups there were. What are the characteristics of each cult? What is the doctrine of the god they serve? What kind of being is an apostle?

In great detail. However, he really kindly explained it to me using very simple and simple words and appropriate analogies to make it as easy as possible for me to understand.

It’s not a joke, but I thought this explanation was so kind that even a 6-year-old child would understand half of it.

First of all, the point that Nemea emphasized was that the group that kidnapped me was the Petrami Church, the most powerful of the cults and an extremely evil group with deviant doctrines.

From my perspective as a man, it wasn’t that close, but from the other side, it would have seemed friendly enough, so I nodded and agreed.

And the apostle who will be the core of the story.

If there are priests in a temple, there are beings called apostles in a cult, and these people are said to be dangerous people who receive grace from the god they believe in and dare to use strange abilities that humans cannot use.

Each of these apostles has different graces, and when an existing apostle dies, the grace is given to a new believer, and the believer who receives the grace becomes a new apostle… He described them as goblin-like people who will repeat themselves infinitely unless the roots of the cult are rooted out.

In Earth terms, it would be roughly equivalent to a cockroach.

Nemea said that he was purifying a lot, but he captured the apostles several times, cut off their limbs, pulled out their tongues and teeth, and locked them up so that they could not die. However, after a few days, he said that they had turned into desiccated corpses like dead trees.

My guess is that if the apostles return to their home base periodically and do not take action, they will wither and die. That’s it.

And surprisingly, the general public dismissed this fact as just a rumor exaggerated by the temple to raise awareness of cultists.

Although each person believes in a different god, going to a temple to pray is basic, and even making donations on a regular basis, these people are said to be cults, but it was a bit funny how they dismissed God’s grace as a lie.

Of course, I was sent here from Earth, leaving everything else behind, so what more could I doubt?
Honestly, even if it’s not me, anyone who has been through the same situation as me will have no choice but to believe in the existence of God, even if they don’t like it.

“I’m not good at words, so I don’t know how you explained it. “This is my first time explaining this to someone, so I hope you understand even if my words were difficult.”
“… Is this really your first time?”
“That’s right.”

What is it that Nemea can’t do?
I was just amazed on the inside.

“I’m not just saying this, it was truly the best. It’s not a lie, it was such an easy and simple explanation that even a 6-year-old child could barely understand it. Yes. “Really.”
“Then that’s a relief.”

I could see Nemea’s cherry-like lips, the only thing exposed from her robe, drawing a very fine line.
Nemea didn’t seem to like praise either.

“Then let’s talk about it in earnest. “I’m going to talk for a long time, so you might be hungry, but please bear with me.”
“Oh, of course.”

Perhaps because my stomach ate too much greasy food over the past two days, the time it started begging for food slowed down a bit, so I was able to hold it in long enough.

“Do you understand that if you meet an apostle, you must kill him first and why?”
“Yep. Even if you capture them alive, there is no information you can obtain, and they die quickly.”
“Hmm. I understand. Okay. It’s as they say. Apostles are like pests that have no use whatsoever even if you catch them. So, if the conditions allow, the first thing to do is to cut off the head to minimize damage.”

In Neme Anim’s serious mood, I suddenly remembered the face of Woman No. 4, who was crying as her butt was stabbed by my dick.

According to the flow of the story, it would have been an execution, but it seems like he was just decapitated on the spot.

I secretly prayed for the peace of Woman No. 4’s tight buttocks.
That was a really nice ass.

“But among those who kidnapped you this time, there were as many as four apostles.”
“Oh wow.”

It was said that three beauties, who did not even know her face, fell head over heels.

“Originally I would have cut off her head on the spot, but… “I didn’t do that and captured them all alive.”
“Oh… ?”

Not only the tight buttocks, but also the three beauties with unknown faces seem to have come here with their necks attached.

“The reason I captured them alive is because I saw potential in you.”
“… “You mean me?”

As I was listening to Nemea’s story, I blinked when my story was suddenly mentioned.

“Okay. “I saw potential in the sight of those poisonous bitches who kept silent despite any torture or any conciliation, and eventually decided to die, crying out like girls under you.”
“…”

I didn’t act, but I already hit my forehead several times internally.
I thought I was hiding it from the last question, but after listening to what I said, it seems like he saw the entire scene of me having a lot of sex.

It’s not particularly embarrassing, no, it’s embarrassing, but what can I say? Other people were fine, but for some reason, I felt very embarrassed thinking that Nemea had seen it.

“Smith.”
“Yep.”

I briefly pretended to clear my throat to come to my senses.

“This is not a compulsion, but a request. In any case, we respect your opinion. So, please think carefully before answering. Even if you refuse, no one will say anything to you.”

What on earth are you asking for by saying something like that?
As the atmosphere became heavier without my knowledge, I swallowed dry saliva and nodded, waiting for Nemea-sama to open her mouth.

“Smith. “I want you to reform the four captured apostles.”
“… School, Tuesday… “You mean?”

Is this the enlightenment I know?
The edification that teaches the truth of Buddha and makes good people?

“Okay. Gelation. Smith when I saw it. It is possible for you. “One guy is already half poisoned.”

If there’s one, it’s probably the girl number 4 who had her ass hole impaled on my cock.
No, but how and what to edify… No way?

“Well, you said it was reformation. In what way… ?”
“By breaking away from your human frame.”
“Holy Sheep.”

So what Nemea-sama said was that she had a lot of sex with those four people and educated them through sex… Aren’t words meant to make men better than women by making them fall in love with dick?

“I know this is a really burdensome story for you as a man, but…”
“I’ll do it.”
“… Really? No, even if I refuse…”
“I’ll do it.”
“… Really?”
“Yes. Really. Really. “I made this decision after serious consideration and consideration, so don’t worry.”

Aside from everything else, there is no reason to refuse to see that pert, tight butt again.
Moreover, it looks like the whole reason they kept me in this room was to ask for this, but I was rescued and treated luxuriously for two days. As a man, I can’t just ignore the favor.
Cancer, of course.

“I will not forget your cooperation. Smith.”
“It is an honor to be able to use this body to help.”
“… “You have a strong heart.”

Neme Anim slightly nodded his head and stood up.

“Then let’s start right away tonight. “If we wait, we don’t know when their lifespan will end.”

Smith, a Black Company in Another World

Smith, a Black Company in Another World

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
5th year in this world. They are still being exploited by the company.

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