Chapter 300 – 31. A New Order!
Exclusive saintess?
Clearly, a saint is a saint, but it is unknown whether the ‘saint’ character is truly ‘saint’ or ‘sex’.
I guess it’s both….
“Serving me as a god, managing and propagating my church.”
“Ooh, don’t be ridiculous. For heresy…! Do you think you will become the heretic’s pawn?!”
“Then you live with being raped for the rest of your life.”
“Eww….”
He said it as if he had no regrets at all.
“A woman has three holes. You say you can do enough. I’ll pour you ten more pours today, and I’ll pierce your ass tomorrow.”
“What, what… ?”
Hip?
Do you really mean to put this goddamn thing up your butt hole?
Cecilia almost lost her mind at the far-out words she couldn’t even imagine.
Aran rubbed her breasts gently.
“Choose well. I know now that I’ve been through it, but there’s nothing quite like being raped. How many days are you going to live, so you want to suffer for the rest of your life?”
“Everyone, shut up… Yo. This….”
Somehow, the voice is getting quieter.
“If I’m just a heretic and an ordinary human being, why don’t you fall? Yes?”
“That….”
“If you don’t like something, why don’t you keep rebelling? There is nothing wrong with me.”
Aran moved again.
“Hick!”
A terrible pain ran through her body.
The cold sweat that formed on her was telling her of her pain.
‘I don’t like it… No more… A lifetime!’
If she was a good woman of faith, she had not fallen, and she said, ‘God didn’t abandon me! You’re protecting me!’
She is terrible because she is in the midst of being raped by Aran and she is in excruciating pain.
She sobbed as she felt her shaking body her and Aran’s hot breath her.
‘Why? Why am I being like this? I who serve God!!’
Gradually, a proper resentment was established.
No, they even started a war for God, but God didn’t do anything for them, and instead they were being raped by dirty rapists.
I can’t help but be angry
She was just a saint, so she just didn’t have that kind of heart to the fullest.
But the more she thought about it, the more she wondered what if.
A saint?
Horny!
After all, they would eventually fall and live as sex slaves for the rest of their lives. What is the importance of that belief?
The reason for believing in the first place is to ultimately go to heaven.
However, if you fall, you cannot go to heaven.
In other words, there is no reason to continue the faith.
‘Ah… What does it mean….’
I felt a deep sense of skepticism.
I began to feel self-defeating, wondering if I became a saint to do this.
And she regretted starting the war for nothing.
‘… Sounds like heresy.’
She stared blankly at Aran, who was coveting her own body her.
Heresy?
What the fuck is the use of that now? It looks corrupted.
The aversion to heresy, which had been inscribed by the bad experience, began to fade gradually.
I didn’t know why I felt that way.
However, after having doubts about faith, it became annoying to care about heresy or anything. What do you do in the falling yard?
“Huh..Go!”
In the meantime, Aran poured semen again.
Now it is completely full and overflowing, to the extent that the bedspread is wet.
Cecilia’s genitals were swollen enough to be said to be ruined.
Aran, who felt the afterglow for a while, tried to move again, but Cecilia lifted her leg and restrained it.
“… Stop it.”
“I told you to talk, so my exclusive saintess….”
“You can do it. What a mess.”
“Yes?”
Something very bold
“Fuck….”
But her mouth was rough.
“Fuck fuck….”
As if she was quite resentful, she spat out a series of curse words.
“When did you learn to curse like that?”
“Shut up.”
She says she wants to become a dedicated saintess, but her mouth is harsh.
“It will work, so stop now.”
It is a very tired face.
It’s weird that I’m not tired anymore.
Aran thinks what to do
She just decided she’d keep moving.
“Sleep… You said yes!!”
“Yes. Since it’s my exclusive saintess, I should use it as I please.”
“Under…”
She is speechless and speechless.
This trash is king.
“I’ll make you kind.”
.
.
In the end, Aran cummed five more times.
But it was quite different from her first few times.
Back then, she was completely trying to suppress a woman, but this time, five times, she still had a small amount of consideration.
Of course, it hurts all the same.”
“….”
The saintess lay down without saying anything.
She seems to be sad, or in despair, or just doing that without thinking.
She was very quiet anyway.
“Oops. It ended blandly.”
The beginning of the temple was very grandiose.
She herself raised a large army of one million, and received reinforcements totaling 1.4 million from the West Continent.
And she raised an army of 4 million against Seorae, and Aran led an army of 160,000.
Just looking at the scale, the Great War amounted to 6.5 million soldiers.
However, the content was bland.
The war period, including the preparation period, was only about a year long, and there were only a handful of giant rotations.
Most of the rest were to the extent that the saintess played drums and janggu by herself, and then became disorganized.
To be honest, from the outside, she could say that being in Illyana’s ambush was an absurd mistake, so even if it was bland, she couldn’t reflect on it like this.
‘If it were my sister, she would have said it was okay, but… Still, something feels awkward.’
Unlike Aran, Illyana responded that it was rather good.
She had once said that ‘everything is bland,’ and it seemed to be her conviction of her.
“Well, fresh is good. Food too. War too.”
Nodding his head, Aran left the room.
It would take a saintess who stays still, but she had to deal with her wives who returned after making her credit her.
* * *
Next day.
Aran received a letter from Seorae.
I thought it was an ordinary love letter, but it wasn’t, and it contained a very grandiose plan.
“… That person is also…”
The content is that Nobuna, who has been taken prisoner, is asked to release her party her.
Among Nobunaga’s retainers, there is a person named ‘Akechi Mitsuhide’, who made her into her serpent her, Gnil, so it was in her interest to free her and use her as an advance guard.
“When did all this… I don’t know if I’m overdoing it.”
-I know, right. Of course, when it comes to excessive use, Aran can’t be left out.
The subscription fairy (?) Popped out.
“What. Have you got a new library?”
-That’s right.
She (?) Twisted her tongue at her odd pronunciation and whirled around her aran.
– This time. If you subscribe. That’s seven in total.
It was like walking around frantically. No matter how he looks, he is Aran’s benefactor. If it had not been for the power of her subscription she gave her, she would probably have died on the street.
“Okay… What should I subscribe to this time? Ah, should I subscribe to Vampires this time?”
-You can do that. If it were me, I’d subscribe to clone magic.
“Why?”
– Because the wives want it.
“What do you mean by that?”
-I know, but why doesn’t Aran know?
She looked at Aran as if he was pathetic.
-Miss Illyana and Mr. Hancock go in and out of Nobunaga’s prison every day.
“Why?”
– To check if there really is a copycat in the country. Of course, I am not answering.
“How do you know that?”
– Because I have reverse magic.
“Don’t say anything strange.”
– It’s a secret. A woman is beautiful when she has many secrets.
She rolled over and started spinning around Aran again.
It doesn’t even look dizzy.
– The number of women increases every time, but since you are the only one, the wives are impatient. How do you find a cloning technique? Whew.
“….”
Her sighs made her cry, but she held it in.
Even if it looks like that, it’s silver.
“So, are you asking me to find and subscribe to that alter ego? Wouldn’t it be better to do it later?”
– But it doesn’t matter. Whatever….
Smart.
As the subscription fairy spoke, someone knocked on his door.
-Aran. It’s me. Illyana.
It was Illyana.
Aran hurriedly hid the fairy and opened the door.
“Sister. What are you doing?”
“… What must happen to meet you?”
“Oh, no. I just did it.”
“Well, there is a purpose.”
“….”
She sat down on the bed and she cleared her throat a few times.
“It’s not different… That… These are the people who came from the country. I want you to release me.”
“Yes? Are you talking about those Nobunagas? Why?”
“Well….”
She raised her head and met Aran’s eyes.
“Aran, should n’t you learn her alter ego technique her? Advanced clone techniques can also feel the sensations of the clone, so there will be no problems with sex.”
“….”
