Chapter 345 – Ep.344 Goldias Kingdom
Tuk. Toouk. Touuk.
Nemea’s eyelids, which had been closed due to the strangely disturbing sound, began to flutter.
“… Tsk.”
Soon after, Nemea came to her senses and opened her eyes, moaning in pain as if her intestines had been cut.
When she came to her senses, what came into her eyes was pitch black darkness.
Tuk.
A small sound in the dark and an even smaller tremor.
She was dazed for a moment, her head pounding dizzy from the terrible pain she felt.
“… !!”
She stood up, remembering who had brought her this pain.
Pakak-!!
The piled up remains of the building were pushed aside, and Nemea appeared among them.
After escaping from the rubble of the building, she looked straight ahead, healing her abdomen with the remaining divine power within her body.
“I thought I would have to at least slap him on the face to wake him up. “I woke up just right.”
A woman with red hair sitting in an awkward posture on an antique chair I don’t know where she got it from.
“Siran-!!”
“Oh~?”
At the same time as Nemea shouted, Siran’s head tilted crookedly and the stone in her hand instantly flew towards Nemea.
Wow!!
“Tsk… !!”
An ordinary stone, nothing special at all, instantly struck Nemea’s wrist and split into pieces.
She said as she glared at Nemea, who was glaring at her while Siran held onto her wrist.
“Hey. I understand that you are happy to see you after a long time. But I’m not even your friend, so how would I feel if you said something like that? Huh?”
“…”
“You’re not answering?”
“… Sorry…”
“Okay.”
Nemea sighed as she held onto her wrist, which was starting to swell little by little.
The leader of a monstrous race that increases magical power and acquires the characteristics and constitution of the race just by consuming the blood of the other person.
Siran Red Pearl.
Nemea wondered why the monster in front of her got involved in this incident.
When she rescued Smith and arrived at her meeting place, she was the owner of the only empty seat in the first conference hall.
Nemea had been suspicious ever since she, who had been living in seclusion on the southern coast where she had been based for decades, readily offered her help.
And after arriving at her gathering place, she received her letter delivered by her paladin and confirmed that her suspicions were correct.
When she said she would help, she said that if she wanted to come and get help at any time, she would prepare a reasonable price.
If the price Siran demanded was common goods such as gold or jewels, he was ready to pay any amount. I had the will to do so.
The problem was that the price she demanded was not such goods, but the blood of a living, breathing creature.
She was even a woman who would never drink the blood of her race once she had tasted it.
As she lived long, she was a Siran who had tasted the blood of various races, and Nemea also had the experience of confronting her a long time ago, being cruelly defeated, and forcing his teeth into the back of her neck to suck her blood.
In the case of Ardel and Amela, although they were not themselves, their compatriots were also excluded because their blood had already been sucked by Siran.
In the case of other priests, most of them were human, so they were naturally excluded, as were the beastmen and fairies who followed Smith.
There, Nemea realizes.
Not only here, but on this continent, there is only one person whose blood can satisfy Siran.
Nemea was certain that he had been living in seclusion for several decades because he knew that.
Nemea also realized that breaking out of her decades-long seclusion was solely for her own desires.
A ‘saint’ sent by the great ones in heaven for this continent that is gradually losing its balance.
Siran’s purpose was Smith’s blood from the beginning.
I don’t know how I learned of Smith’s existence, but I wasn’t particularly surprised because he lived so long and had so many abilities. He’s just tired of having more people to watch out for.
‘… ‘You’re still a monster.’
She hoped that her skills would rust or she would catch some disease due to her long seclusion, but the woman sitting in her chair with a grumpy posture before her eyes showed that she had lived for such a long time and still did not age. She still looked like she was in her prime.
Believing only the testimony of Kalm and the rest of the apostles, she entered the capital and ended up falling into the bishop’s trap.
Various traps and curses attacked the intruders.
In the process, most people fell into hallucinations and confusion.
Unfortunately, the majority included Amela and Ardel.
To be exact, an amplification of emotions.
In the past, the two would have suppressed their feelings for each other as much as possible, but they started running towards each other over a man they had in common.
While she was trying to stop the two who started going on a rampage like crazy girls over the possibility of a possible survivor, Si-ran suddenly appeared.
She stood calmly in the flames, reluctant to even approach them, without being clad in divine power, a blessing from her god, and thrust her fist into Amela’s face, which was burning as if it were burning herself.
It all happened in less time than the blink of an eye.
Amela disappeared from her spot in an instant.
Since the cause of the fire disappeared, the burning flames quickly died down.
Also, Ardel, who had been agitated by Siran’s appearance, quickly regained her cool.
Unfortunately, Ardel also did not avoid ending up in the same situation as Amela.
The only difference is that I tried to block it and got hit a little harder.
Lastly, Nemea.
She didn’t put up the slightest resistance and even appealed that she was fine, but the result was no different from the previous two.
Only after the pain had eased to some extent did Nemea completely escape from the crevice of the wreckage.
She said to Siran, who was resting his chin on her chair.
“… “If you were going to wake me up like this, why did you attack me?”
“I think I need to tell you what the ranking is.”
“… ?”
Ranking.
Who on earth needs to be told?
“That’s it. “If you wake up, quickly go and purify this disgusting energy.”
“… Grab the bishop first-“
Wow!!
“Tsk… !!”
A piece of debris from an unknown source struck Nemea in the abdomen and fell to the ground.
“Hey.”
Siran said, tapping the floor with her feet, which were stretched out beneath her chair.
“I told you to do it.”
“…”
“Because you feel good now, huh? Don’t let your personality show out, but do it well the first time you speak. “Before I rip it to pieces like before.”
“… Yes.”
Nemea busily bounced around on her tits, holding her throbbing abdomen.
**
Ugh-
The healing light imbued with divine power gently illuminates the surroundings.
“Ugh.”
“Tsk…”
Soon after, Amela and Ardel, who had been buried nearby in Nemea, came to her senses, squinting at her eyes.
Amela with a bright blue bruise over her right eye and Ardel with swelling around her cheekbone.
As soon as the two came to their senses and opened their eyes, they jumped up at the same time as if they had made a promise. He then glared at Siran, who was sitting on a chair and resting his chin as if he were bored.
“This crazy woman-“
Wow!!
“Gagging, gag!! Kak!! Wow!! Hehe!!”
Amella chewed the stone fragments in her mouth into powder and spat them out on the floor.
Siran said, glaring at Amela.
“It’s been a while, so I’m only seeing you once.”
“… “With a temper tantrum.”
Amela slightly averted her gaze and grumbled softly.
“Don’t you have anything to say?”
“Does not exist.”
“Okay.”
“Madam!! Why does she leave me alone even when I speak informally to her… Yo. This!!”
When Amela got up in a fuss, Ran also got up from her chair and answered Amela’s question.
“Because fairies are inherently cheesy.”
“… I’m not really a cheesy person either… Yo. This?”
Then Ran slightly raised the corner of her mouth and said.
“Before I make you miserable, make the bitches who are fucking outside quiet down.”
Nemea destroyed and purified all the magic circles and magic stones installed throughout the capital, but even those who had already fallen into hallucinations could not be brought back.
In order to bring back people who were delirious after seeing false things, all you had to do was use divine power to purify them or give them a slight shock to the head to bring them back to their senses.
“Don’t make me smell like blood for no reason, take care of yourself. Neatly. Huh?”
When Siran grabbed the chair in front of her as if she was going to throw it at any moment, three people, including Ah Mela, quietly got up from their seats.
“Ah, when you’re done, take the bath and get some water.”
“”…””
The three did not respond and quickly scattered around.
Siran, who was suddenly alone, broke the chair he was holding and walked into the half-collapsed palace.
“I think I absorbed it pretty well.”
Seeing that the disgusting energy felt beneath her had been reduced to dust, Siran closed in on her entrance and kicked away the debris that had blocked it.
Gulp-
As she was walking down the stairs, Ran moved her neck significantly.
A blood-soaked handkerchief was left at her bedside.
It was blood that had a truly sweet taste.
‘It even resembles that person…’ …’
A long time has passed, but the person I miss so much is still vivid in my memory.
Shi Ran licked her lips with her bright red tongue and sped up a little more.
A male’s body odor that can be clearly felt without having to sense her energy.
Shiran walked her steps, following Smith’s body scent, which continued straight like a signpost, and the body scent began to become thicker little by little.
-Oooook, ook, ooh ooh ooh ♥
A female’s vocalization that began to be heard at some point.
As the body odor became stronger, the sound of the voice became louder, and it wasn’t long before Siran reached the new stairs leading down.
―Ugh, uhuh, yes… Puhaaa!! Aang, g, gmaaaaan, da, damarakeeo, jebaaaaal, jeuuuuup… !!
What is going on down there?
Siran ignored her presence and quietly walked down her stairs. And she could see.
“Uuuuu!!”
Smith sits next to a naked female with her hands and feet tied behind her back and is busy teasing her with his hands.
Next to it were full of empty water bottles and the floor was soaked.
Shi Ran quietly stood back and watched Smith’s behavior bullying her sect leader for a while, then slightly raised the corners of her mouth.
‘Even their tendencies are similar…’
