Chapter 120 – The Goddess of Betrayal (13)
“Ishtar killed the great sage.”
“It hasn’t been decided yet.”
“Then where is the great sage now? After she said she was going to meet Ishtar, she disappeared and I can’t feel her magic!”
The goddess of the Eastern Continent, wearing red twin tails, struck her table with her fist. As she is the youngest and most warlike goddess, her judgments and actions were quick. She was a newcomer, so she didn’t have a long relationship with Ishtar.
On the other hand, goddesses from other continents who have known Ishtar for a long time showed indecisiveness. In particular, the goddess of the southern continent, who has lived for 700,000 years, took a lukewarm attitude and reserved her judgment.
“Ishtar has been working hard for humanity for 50,000 years, and she is also the first goddess to defeat the demon king. Why would someone like that kill the great sage? East Goddess, please calm down.”
“Then who killed the great sage?!”
“It is not yet confirmed that the great sage is dead!”
“Admit the reality!! Has the great sage ever missed a regular meeting?! Have you ever had one?!”
“…”
The Southern Goddess Petisier shook her head. In the past 700,000 years since she became a goddess, the great sage has not missed a single regular meeting.
“Maybe… I have a busy job… “
“What busy work?! Tell me!”
“… The death of the demon king is the first major incident… Maybe we can’t come because we’re busy with post-processing that we don’t even know about… “
“You’re so busy that you can’t even contact me? With telepathic magic, you can tell all of us in one second that you can’t come because you’re busy?”
“… “
“Stop it, Lizzie. Petitcie has known the great sage for 700,000 years. No wonder she can’t accept her sudden death.”
Jeanne, the goddess of the northern continent, intervened. Elizabeth… Commonly known as Lizzy, she crossed her arms and sat down with a pouty expression on her face.
“As Petitish said, there is no confirmation yet that the great sage is dead. He is someone who has mastered advanced magic that even our goddesses cannot fathom. She never dies easily.”
“What if he died?! What are you going to do then?!”
“Lizzie, you seem to firmly believe that Ishtar killed the great sage.”
“Okay! The smell of hypocrisy wafted from her shoddy face from before. She said she killed the demon king, so I thought I misunderstood… She has finally revealed her true color!”
“On what basis are you so sure?”
“A Woman’s Intuition.”
“It’s a gut feeling… “
Jeanne, the goddess of the northern continent, was the only princess to participate in the war for the past 100,000 years. She took up the sword to protect her father from the monsters that invaded the palace, threw off her princess status and went to war as a mere soldier, showed off her amazing talent and won a series of victories, eventually rising to the rank of knight commander in the northern continent. Had risen with the hope of
That obscurity spread throughout the continent, and at that time, the voice of admiration for Jeanne was louder than the expeditionary force composed of warriors and goddesses.
At the time when she finally recognized her skills, she passed on the position of god to Jeanne by making the unprecedented choice of a goddess holding her breath and registering. At the time, it was a major event that shook the entire continent.
She then and now still reigns as the only goddess who is stronger than the heroine Jeanne, and her staff also takes the unique form of an arming sword.
“Your intuition works pretty well. You were the daughter of a priest.”
“Why do you bring up the story of your origin? I didn’t fight the demons because I liked you like you, but I was forced to become a goddess for the absurd reason of having high spiritual power, so shouldn’t you bring back bad memories?”
“Heh. Great. A character with a missing screw like you might not betray him until the very end.”
Jeanne drew the armed sword from its scabbard and raised it towards the sky.
“According to your intuition, if Ishtar killed her great sage and betrayed us, then I will cut her to death with this sword of hers.”
“You have to come out like that! If you’re going to save yourself here, what are you going to do with a great chivalry?”
“… If the great sage had really died… I would also agree with Jeanne killing Ishtar.”
Jeanne’s power is the strongest among goddesses.
Even if the goddesses of the rest of the continent all work together and attack, Jeanne cannot defeat her. She is said to be the only goddess who can stand against the demon lord one-on-one.
As long as Jeanne said she would kill her, she has no future for Ishtar.
Of course, only if Ishtar is the real murderer of the great sage.
At least, Petisier, the goddess of the southern continent, didn’t want to believe that the great sage was dead yet.
700,000 years.
It is a colleague who has fought together for a time that is difficult to imagine. Besides, Ishtar didn’t even come up with a reason to kill the great sage all of a sudden.
Why?
Ishtar must have been free, having killed the Demon King and freed from her fighting fate.
There must be some misunderstanding in Petit, she thought.
“Oh my gosh. Everyone was gathering and sharing ugly stories. Is tea time over? How about my favorite earl gray tea?”
However, an overwhelming visual that shattered Petitier’s expectations appeared before her eyes.
“Petissier. The tea you gave me was really good… Of course, compared to Hoyeong-nim’s semen, it’s nothing but filth.”
“This, Ishtar… ? Everyone, are you Ishtar?”
“Yes. That’s right. What are you surprised about? No matter where you look, it’s Ishtar, right?”
The horns that grew to the level of a demon lord first robbed his gaze.
Her horns are directly proportional to the size of her mana, so the fact that she had horns the same length as mine suggested that she was an unusual demon.
Her heart-shaped pupils gave her goosebumps, and her lips were uncomfortably red.
Her skin, which had been white as if it would burn in the sun, had turned brown like chocolate.
Besides, how are you dressed?
She wears a sleeveless tee, but it’s too small to cover half of her breasts. Her nipples were clearly sticking out. Do I need to wear that? Even if it wasn’t an illusion of the eyes, it seemed that the nipples were erected hard.
A piercing in the belly button.
And right below, the colorful patterned eummun shines in pink.
Her thighs are engraved with meaningless characters that look like they were drawn with an oil pen, and her bottoms are just thongs. The fluffy plot grew thick like a bush.
A parasitic fashion that is so lewd that you can’t even imagine being the most noble goddess on the continent… No, there are no sluts like that in brothels.
“Ishtar! What the hell happened! You, who regarded chastity as if it were your life, are dressed so rudely! Aren’t she ashamed as a goddess!”
“Calm down Petitish! Can’t you just see it?! That bitch is no longer a goddess! She betrayed me! Look at those horns!”
“Surely… I can’t feel the human aura.”
Her petitsier held her mouth shut at her so obvious change, and Lizzie protested that she wasn’t right. She was Jeanne, but she silently drew her sword and watched for an opportunity to attack her.
“Oh my goodness. Why are you all being so cruel? To a friend I haven’t seen in a long time.”
“Ishtar. We are in no mood for jokes.”
“I bet you are, Jeanne. Because you are always sincere If you taste Hoyoung’s cock, do you think your personality will be corrected?”
“Hoyeong-nim… ? Who is that?”
Petitzier recalled the memory of the great sage telling him, “Ishtar killed the demon king Bianca with the help of a hero named Kim Ho-yeong” And told his colleagues about it.
“I see. You must have met a good warrior, Ishtar. You killed the Demon King and we wanted to follow you. However, I can feel the energy of demons from you now. If you have any excuses, tell me.”
“You are about to stab me to death, Jeanne. You would kill me without hesitation. If it’s in Prussia… “
When Ishtar’s heart eyes looked at Petisier, the goddess of the southern continent giggled and was surprised.
“… He’ll struggle to find a way to get me back to my original form somehow. If it’s Lizzie… “
This time, Lizzie flinched.
“Even if you act cold on the outside, you won’t be able to kill me until the end. I am a child with a soft heart.”
“Wow, what nonsense! On the topic of demons… !”
Lizzie, who had penetrated her heart, stuttered her words in embarrassment.
“But Jeanne will kill me. Any entity that stands in the way of humanity will be killed without hesitation. That is the quality of Princess Knight Jeanne. But… “
Before she could finish her words, she ran out of Jeanne. With her quick eye, she can spot her enemy’s vitals and wield her arming sword. The speed of the other goddesses was so frightening that they couldn’t even capture the series of processes with their eyes.
Ishtar was unable to react at all and gave up his head.
Visor!
“… Unbelievable.”
“Was that the power just now, Jeanne?”
Visor… A little strange, thought Jeanne, she thought. It’s not the sound made when a creature’s head is cut. I couldn’t even cut it. The arming sword bounced off her brown skin.
“Ah ♡ ah ♡”
“Ha… ♡ Suddenly, your body heats up.”
Suddenly, an obscene groaning sound came from behind. Petitiche and Lizzie were putting their fingers in their panties, their faces flushed red.
“What are you doing, everyone! At a moment like this!”
“You are too insensitive, Jeanne.”
“Ishtar! You traitor! What tricks did you play on them!”
“You need to calm down a little.”
“What… ? What is that? Man… Panties?”
“Sniff it.”
“Ugh! Get away! Dirty… Ugh. Hmm… Umm… “
“You have calmed down.”
Jeanne dropped even the knife she was holding and fell to his knees. Like someone intoxicated with an anesthetic, her eyes slowly open.
“Um… What is this… Hmm… Umm… “
“Smells good, right? It’s Hoyoung’s scent. A woman can never resist.”
“Ha… Hoyeong-nim, what the hell… Umm… What happened? Ishtar… Umm… “
“You’ve started to caress your own breasts too.”
When I came to my senses, the noble goddesses were spitting out erotic moans in masturbation as a group.
Ishtar sat down at a table across the runway while modeling without anyone interfering. Fortunately, the Earl Gray car was still there. Take a sip of the tea that exudes a deep aroma and moisten your throat.
“It’s good… Very good. Tea with petitsier is always delicious. However, I think it will be more delicious if you add Hoyoung’s semen in the future.”
“Dae, what did you do with the great sage Ishtar… ♡ Ugh ♡”
“Forget such a man, Petitish. He’s just an old, ugly old man. Isn’t the air better than that? I fired obscene gas extracted from Hoyoung’s semen. It feels good to be in heat just by breathing, right? I’m thinking of spreading this all over the continent, isn’t it a good idea? Isn’t a woman most beautiful when she is in heat and playing with her pussy?”
“Since before, Hoyoung-nim, Hoyeong-nim… Why… ! Ugh! Hey, Jeanne! No more dangerous! This, kill Ishtar!”
“Sniff sniff. Sniff sniff. Sniff sniff.”
“Jeanne!!”
“It’s impossible, Petitish. There’s no such thing as a woman who stays sane with the panties Hoyoung was wearing until this morning. If I leave that guy alone, will she just masturbate while smelling her panties until she starves to death?”
“Oh, that can’t be… Ishtar. What are you… What are you trying to do with us?”
“First of all, I will train you as Reds and raise them as obedient livestock, and then send them to the continent they are in charge of.”
“What are you going to do by sending it!”
“Hmm? Doesn’t talking about an enema suddenly make you want to have anal sex?”
“What are you going to do by sending it!!”
Ishtar sighed as if he was frustrated with the senior who couldn’t joke with him.
“It is to rule over stupid people. According to the order of the great demon king Ishtar, we lead the demons to invade the kingdom and re-educate men as slaves and women as sex slaves.”
“Why, why did you do that… “
“Buhhee hee.”
Petisier got goosebumps at Ishtar’s vulgar laughter.
“Yeah… Because it’s fun?”
“What, what?”
“To be precise, it is to turn this world into a theme park for Hoyoung. 〈 I live for Hoyoung. I die for Hoyeong-nim〉 There is no happiness beyond that, right?”
“Ishtar!!”
“It’s noisy, Petisier. I really don’t understand why you’re so angry.”
“Who would obey the words of a rogue like you!!”
“Well? Maybe Lizzie?”
Bullshit — he wanted to dismiss it, but when Ishtar pointed his finger at him, his mouth fell shut. Lizzy, who was proud of herself, was frantically scratching her cunt.
“Good mood! Good mood! I feel so good when I rub my pussy!”
“Whoops. You’re younger than Petisier, so you’re quick to learn. Yes Lizzie. Doesn’t Hoyoung-nim’s smell feel good?”
“Good mood! Good mood!”
“Would you like to feel better?”
“Huh!! I want to feel better!”
Petisier shook her head in despair, but Lizzie didn’t look at her. She was already poisoned with lewd gas and was insane.
“Then you should listen carefully to me, right?”
“I’ll listen!”
“Use respectful words.”
“I’ll listen to you, Ishtar sister!!”
“Good… I like obedient children.”
“Look, look, look, see, hee hee!”
Lizzie sat down in her chair and licked her stretched cunt while Petisier fell on her floor and screamed. She couldn’t get out of her smell, with Jeanne still in her underpants.
“Gods are no big deal either. I will transform you into demons soon and erase your sympathy for humans. After that, you just have to become my subordinate and obey my orders. This world is all for Hoyoung… Boo hee. Buhihihihi♡”
The goddesses take a full year to become faithful servants of Ishtar. Even the most obstinate petitie fed Kim Ho-young’s semen every day, and at one point she cut off her rations.
The former Goddess Corps, led by the Great Demon King Ishtar, swept across all continents and changed the dominance. Now, people worship Kim Ho-young, who is not an emperor or a goddess, and pray to Kim Ho-young before eating her meal, and learn to respect Kim Ho-young at school instead of mathematics or engineering.
In particular, pretty women were banned from marriage and sex, and only allowed to masturbate while imagining Kim Ho-young.
Ishtar, the great demon king, reigned in the other world for a long time and received everyone’s hatred, but she said that she rather enjoyed seeing the faces of people in pain.
