Chapter 275 – 29. Holy War.
29. Holy War.
The gift from Aran was delivered to the saintess over a period of two weeks.
Although she ordered her to be a fast-footed knight, it was because she had so many gifts to bring.
“So, you brought the answer?”
Cecilia greeted her messenger with a beautiful smile.
“Yes. His Highness the Great has personally requested this.”
“Okay.”
It’s a gift
It is said that the obscene great king sent a present.
Doesn’t this mean that he surrendered to himself?
She had no doubt that, if not necessarily, she believed that it would be her affirmation her to her her and her her Order her.
Terra God is a solemn being.
It was inconceivable that she would be hostile to her church that supports her.
‘There was some friction, but… I’ll end it like this though. There’s a lot of dry land anyway.’
In the first place, the goal was the downfall of the Aran Pleasure Church. He didn’t care much about Aran’s treatment.
Kings and nobles lead lewd and debauched lives. It doesn’t happen once or twice, and if the quality is bad, there are also cases where people are slaughtered for no reason.
Compared to those people, Aran, though obscene, is a much better class.
As long as you hand over the Karens who created and propagated heresy, you can tolerate at least a lewd king.
The priest next to her took the box, and Cecilia, who glanced at the scene, continued her words to her.
“Did you hear anything about his answer?”
“There is not. He told me never to open it, and nothing else was said.”
“Okay. Now that you’re here, take a break and pray…”
“Kyaaaaagh!!”
Sudden scream.
The priest who opened the box was started and fell backwards.
“… What happened?”
At the saintess’ question, she pointed to her box with her trembling hand.
“Hey, here… Here….”
“….”
Cecilia frowned.
I thought it was a gift sent by realizing the greatness of God, but it seems that it is not.
She got up from her chair where she was sitting and approached the foot jar(?) Of the case.
She might have been cautious since she heard screams, but she did not give up her confidence with one belief in God.
By the time she got near her box her, her silver hair fluttering in the air, her radiant glow faltered.
“… !!”
Embarrassment and anger lingered on her pretty face her, and her big eyes her widened even more, representing her state of mind her.
“Sir, saintess… This….”
Would a normal person really do something like this?
She really wanted to ask.
Did he really have the common sense that a normal person has?
“Ah… It’s a saint….”
Inside the box was a woman covered in semen, bound with a vulgar look.
It must have been like that for quite a long time, but the semen was not rotten at all and maintained a liquid state that did not harden.
“What vulnerability….”
Cecilia gritted her teeth as she frowned.
I finally realized.
That Aran is a heretic, and he is a type of person who shouldn’t just associate with people before.
Still, he had a good reputation with the common people, so he tried to give him an indulgence, but he dared to do this against a priest.
“Saint… Letter… There is.”
A priest pointed to the gap between the legs of his.
There was also a large scroll full of semen embedded in it, and unless she took care of it in the middle, it means that this woman has been in this state all along.
What a terrible time it was.
Her saintess her pushed her fury behind her for a moment and then took her out of her box with her own hands.
“Was it very painful? Just be patient.”
She untied the ropes that held her, giving her reassurance with her sweet voice.
Her limbs quickly regained her freedom.
However, the body, which had been fixed in the same position for a long time, did not listen to words easily, so it could barely move after injecting divine power.
“Ah… I should have known beforehand… I’m sorry. I am a sinner.”
She hugged her, which was full of her filthy cum.
Despite all the unpleasant smells and touches of hers, this woman had endured a terrible hour of hell to speak her mind of hers, and she had been in this state for weeks.
The discomfort you are experiencing right now is nothing.
Cecilia, who had comforted her by holding her in her arms for a while, asked her priests to wash her thoroughly and allow her to rest.
Just as the priests were about to follow her words,
She opened her mouth
“Lady. He has something to say.”
“Yes?”
She was forcibly raped and said in an unbelievably bright voice that she had been through weeks of near-torture.
“Ahem! He said, ‘I will make you serve me by committing a crime like this soon, so take a clean bath.'”
“What, what?!”
Not only her saintess her, but also her priests who were listening to her her, her bishop, and even her knight who brought her(?) Were amazed.
Raping a priest like that is unprecedented (precisely because a man can’t rape a woman.), But sending such words to a saint is also a huge thing.
“He is a really great man. It’s because the Lord Terra descended directly to me and gave me a mission! The main god said that only he could save the divine realm, and he was the one who could save this world!”
The priest who was violated and preached about Aran with the expression of a fanatic.
He is indeed the next god who was appointed internally, and he is said to be trusted by the main god, Terra.
The saintess who was listening to her had an extremely sad expression.
And at last she put her hands together in tears.
“Ah… Oh God… Why do you reap this poor soul?”
“His word His is the word of God! Of course, we also have to serve the Lord Terra, but we will….”
Slap!
She couldn’t keep up with her words of her.
It was because the saintess’ head was blown off by her mace that she wielded.
The saintess who wielded her mace was similar to the one who killed the heresy before, but her expression her was different.
She was carrying endless sorrow.
She lowered her mace to the ground and fell to her knees.
She then put her hands together and prayed.
“Please… Please, make this man’s soul pure.”
As the saintess did, the other priests and bishops knelt down and began to pray.
The sudden prayer meeting lasted about ten minutes.
The saintess who woke up after her prayers seemed to have dispelled her sorrow.
Instead, she had an endless rage and hatred swirling in her eyes.
To her her, all of her priests her walking the same path are her her family her.
It is she who loves and shows mercy to those who have nothing to do with her, except for her her heretic group her, as if she were her her own children her.
She was feeling the same rage as her child her, whom she had given birth to with a stomachache, had been raped and murdered.
Aran, who raped and forcibly corrupted the priest, was the worst kind of human being that should not exist in the human world.
“Show me that letter.”
“Yes?”
“It’s a letter. Certainly… Of this person… Wasn’t there anyway?”
“Ah! Here you are.”
The saintess who received the scroll cleaned with her clean badge took a deep breath and unfolded it.
As she moved her eyes within the silk spread for a while, she threw the letter to the floor.
“Uh, what… Content?”
“Dare… How dare you do such a foolish thing….”
She was furious
She was genuinely outraged.
We can’t possibly keep a human who is such a degenerate and even a blasphemous person.
She has to somehow take the guilt and obliterate that soul.
King or not, it didn’t matter anymore.
What remains is justice or evil. That’s it.
If she backs down, she will be neglecting the great evil among the great evils, and neglecting the enemies among the enemies.
It can’t be.
“You, go back and tell me.”
The saintess pointed out her knight who had brought her present.
“Me…Are you saving me?”
“You are not guilty. That person is just a horse. I’m not a beast that doesn’t make sense.”
“….”
Although a loyal knight, she had nothing to say.
Because she also had strong doubts and hostility toward Aran’s actions her.
‘His Highness, why are you like this….’
Had it not been for Aran’s selection of her own, she would have sympathized with her saintess.
“No matter what means, I will rule you and those around you with the religious law and punish her soul her as well.”
“Holy Lady, that’s…!”
To the astonished bishops and priests she proclaimed.
It was like a general.
“Okay! This is a holy war from which there is no retreat!!”
Under her pink lips her, a holy war after thousands of years was declared.
