"… That's why [Odotar] Will defeat them and take the castle, hiccup… Weak guys can win!"
A thin, drunk woman's voice flowed from the mask and filled one corner of the dark room. The [Memory] Skill enchanted on the mask was playing back images of the past with dim light.
On the other hand, the guild master's room, which was quite splendid, was revealed in the light flowing from [Memories], And the man in the complete darkness sat in the guild master's seat, raised his forehead, and shook his head.
"I never thought I would run away."
Done recalled Perrin's back as she desperately ran away. Since she didn't wear a mask, that back view that didn't remain as a video was only reproduced in Tone's brain. The moment Perrin fled, Done let her escape. She just stood still and watched.
"I wanted to see her messed up and disheveled… What a twisted love."
Tone was a popular host in real life. She was not as inhuman as she is now, she asked herself.
However, she felt the satisfaction of quenching a deep thirst, in other words, a sense of wonder in the process of transforming the respectable human-to-human Fenrir into the name of Perrin, and turning it into a female who just yawned at the man's waist.
After being updated to [Thearesia]'S online world like other players, Done had much better stats than ordinary humans, even other players. Intoxicated by her sense of omnipotence, like her other evil-minded players, she committed numerous evil deeds in a short time.
However, despite the heinous crimes of killing humans who were mere NPCs, even though they removed their internal organs one by one and watched their minds slowly deteriorate, any evil deeds could only be felt to the extent of harassing inanimate objects or insects. He's like a game character, he can't feel any humanity to himself.
"Before I met you."
A few days ago, Tone played with other players to pass the time. He now uses criminal players with hazy memories to smuggle them near the guards and pampers them like subordinates of the guild. And after he had sabotaged them from doing things right, he punished them for not doing things right.
The punishment of peeling off the genital flesh layer by layer with a well-honed blade.
However, even in the process, Tone did not move with any gimmick. The only use of those rogue players was when they found Perrin.
A foolish player made entirely for himself,
Even so, in his eyes, he was the player who blazed as if he were a veteran.
That must have been the Fenrir he was dying to kill.
Done smiled.
Maybe that's why, he still had a strong will and wanted to run away. Ferryn struggled while clutching her hand, and her figure stimulated Done's gimmick more than ever. Like a villain in a creation, he wanted to shout out to him to struggle.
And then, with Perrin running away, regaining her will and steadfast,
I'll break you down once more
So Done let Perrin escape. Even at the moment she ran away, she wanted to feel the small female body wriggling in her hand, but she closed her teeth tightly and suppressed her desire. She had to wait for her fruit, which she had already picked once, to grow.
Again and again,
At the sound of footsteps outside, Done tapped the mask with his index finger and put on the obsidian helmet again. The front door of the guild master's room opened and a thief wearing a black hood entered. The thief bent his back at a right angle toward the seat of honor where Done sat arrogantly.
"Fenrir-sama, the tracking of the woman you mentioned has been completed."
"… It's really late."
"I'm sorry. She hasn't been seen in a month of tracking. It was found in what is now the main street of Lubo Castle, in the priest's sanctuary. Shall I handle it?"
Tone frowned from the inside of the obsidian invisible helmet. He deliberately did not find himself. With the high-level thief's [Looking Eye], If you're in the city, you'll find it in no time. So I ordered his subordinates, and it was discovered after only a month.
He felt sorry for the fact that the person he thought would have run away was actually within reach, but he tried to figure out why Perrin felt that way. He was really sad He couldn't believe that he had Fenrir's judgment. Did the IQ drop after becoming a female?
Done shook his head lightly and answered the rogue. I couldn't give my toys to others. It would be enough to let his men watch.
"No, just report her every move. Don't touch me."
"All right."
The rogue squared his back and left. Tone removed his obsidian helmet again.
In the bloody mask, the woman wearing the [Robe of the Blue Sea] Stands in front of the mirror with tears in her eyes. Done puts the [Slave's necklace], [Magic ring], [Vibration massager], And neatly folded [Robe of the Blue Sea] In order in her small box.
As I pushed the neatly wrapped box aside, I saw the title 'Odotar's Attack on the Slowly Cooled Castle' on the document below. Done picked up a quill and scribbled the signature on it and rolled it up.
"I will set you on the path you wished for."
* * *
"… Ughhhhh."
Suddenly, Doo shivered with chills and his teeth chattered. My legs gave out and the sky turned yellow. Seizures again I put the bucket I was carrying on the floor, sit in the shade of a nearby tree, and exhale deeply. Her white hair follows the wind and hits her cheeks.
"…"
I don't know what caused me to have these seizures. Because of drug treatment and continuous prayer, memories of the past disappeared like fog. I don't even know where I'm from For a week, at least from my first memory, I suffered from a strange pus constantly flowing from an embarrassing place.
It's a faint memory, but I don't think I've lived in this world since I was born. But every time I try to think of it, the seizure starts. As the intermittent seizures continued several times, High Priest Eria told me not to remember the past.
Still… I feel chills intermittently even though I don't remember. Then the seizure begins.
"After… Under…"
If you do an act called [Meditation], Your magic power will circulate. I close my eyes and cool the sweat in the gentle breeze. When a seizure occurs, the priest's clothes are always wet with sweat and stick to the skin. He breathes heavily and wipes the sweat with his sleeve.
"Sister Perrin, are you okay?"
"Yes…"
Nehru, a fellow priest, came by to take care of him. He was a professional priest who worked in the priest's sanctuary. For some reason, I remember knowing this child before I was born into this world, but I'm not sure why. I can't recall the memory of that time.
"Sister, it's okay if you don't have to do your chores today, so go in and rest.
"-Hee!"
When Nehru's hand touched my forehead, I let out an involuntary scream and got off. My skin was overly sensitive. Even when the wind blows, my whole body trembles. I am even more afraid of being touched by others. My flesh trembles and my fever rises. Again the premonition of seizure appeared.
"M-I'm sorry… Do… I'll go in first and rest."
"I will help you. You don't have to refuse."
"It's okay! By myself… Will do… Number… "
As I tried to get up alone, my legs trembled and my vision blurred. It's also because of my humble pride. I don't know what kind of person I was to be so proud of myself. At first, there was also abusive language that I couldn't bear to put in my mouth. Talking with the priests and doing rehabilitation training naturally reduced the swearing.
As I fell to her floor, Nehru lifted me up and hugged me. She was about the same age as Nehru, but [Her power] Was very strong. Why am I so weak… It is unfair. I fall down every day.
Cuddled by Nehru, she entered through her side door, through which her priests came and went, and passed through her cloister. An hour later, a prayer meeting dedicated to God [Thearesia] Is held here, and it is filled with people. It is already crowded even now.
I've been living in the Great Sanctuary for a month, but I've never participated in a waiting prayer to heal the injured and receive tips. Because the sight of men causes seizures.
The root of healing priests was faith. You can become a priest if you have faith in spirits, supernatural beings, or even money, rather than faith in God. It is said that such belief itself is the basis for the skills and miracles that priests can perform… And learned
However, I am still unable to perform miracles of healing, perhaps because of my lack of faith.
– Gulp
When I get back to my room, I pick up the water cup I put next to my bed and drink lukewarm water. I always feel that the water tastes strange. The water is a dilution of the holy water of the sanctuary, which seems infinitely clean and purifying, but every time I drink it, I want something other than this.
"… Kyaa."
I miss the strangely plain and fishy taste. I miss the sticky, sticky feeling in my mouth and the sticky feeling that sticks to my throat. I don't know what that is. Even when I tried cheese, it didn't taste the same, so I was certain that I shouldn't eat it because I believe in [Thearesia], The goddess of chastity.
"No no."
I shook my head and shouted no. I took off my hot robe for a while and lay down on the bed wearing only a white blouse and underskirt. The brilliant light of faith on the ceiling of the room calmed my mind.
"… "
– Boom
As I lie down on the bed, tears flow endlessly down my cheeks. I'm a mess. Because of the seizure, he is unable to participate in the waiting prayer meeting to caress people's pain. Even lying in bed, my chest is tight and sweat continues to flow.
The slight heat accumulated in his chest escaped in the form of a sigh, but as if the whole world became hot, the heat in his body did not subside even when the air came in.
It's a seizure. Seizures start again.
"Sigh… Sigh… Buy, save… Give…"
Thirst burns my throat and my limbs twitch. It's fortunate that I'm wearing a sanitary pad, but the embarrassing place is wet. My consciousness is vague and I feel like my body is floating in the air. My head spins and tears pour out.
"Yes… ♡"
A lump of heat builds up in the chest. I can't possibly stay sane while having a seizure. Grab the blanket tightly. Hug the pillow tightly. I close my eyes and hope this time passes. I just hope that Goddess [Thearesia]'S protection will save me.
"Sigh… Flaw… Uh…"
Please, please someone save me.
The brilliant light in the priest's sanctuary hung like mist before my eyes, and the refreshing air that filled the sanctuary tickled my skin. The seizures were just the beginning. I tossed and turned in the heat that filled my heart, but it was rather counterproductive.
"Ahhh… ♡"
The priest's delicately woven clothing rubs against the skin, and the heat rises. And the heat flowed slowly through my veins towards the center of my body where the seizures began again and again. I bit my lip trying to come to my senses, but the sweet pain from the seizure that had already begun only added sweetness to it.
I closed my eyes tightly in shame, but the harsh whipping I inflicted on myself multiplied the sweetness of everything. The lower part was wet, as if urine had been spilled, and the breasts became sensitive, and the tips rose hard. The breath got steeper and the heat kept going up.
The scariest thing of all was that something sweet and enchanting was coming, even though I hated this seizure.
I felt like I had to put something in my mouth to relieve this lump. There was nothing around to bite, so I took my finger and sucked on it, pursed my lips like a baby. Side, side. Every time he made a sound, saliva flowed through his fingers and dripped into his mouth.
I wanted to survive in this hell of joy, so I grabbed the bed sheet with my other hand. As expected, the delicately woven fabric was tense. I just did… It seemed that the bedspread, pulled along with the tension, was greasing my groin.
"Hehe… ♡!"
Stars flashed before my eyes. Or, it was as if an angel, a servant of [Thearesia] And her faithful subordinate, had personally descended on me. The shimmering fog of light received the mana pouring out of me and shone even more brightly.
I was startled by the intense stimulation and let go of my hand. However, the friction that brushed her sensitive skin, the sensitive mucous membrane along the crevices on the inside, still tingled her. I felt pity as the tingling sensation hummed and was transmitted.
I pulled the bedspread with my hand again. Slowly, then, the tightly stretched bedspread rubbed with a moderate stimulus. The eye area trembled at the appropriate stimulus. Feeling dizzy and violating a taboo to myself, I pulled the bed sheet enough to moderately stimulate the inner mucous membrane.
"Sigh… "
He let out a warm sigh and repeated grabbing and releasing the bedspread. But even this was not enough. As I gasped, I thought it would be nice if I stimulated the inner, deeper mucous membrane. But it's a dirty hole, and it's only used for peeing…
"Huh… Yes… Uh… "
If it wasn't for the sweat running down my cheeks, maybe when my saliva dripped onto the bedspread. Without realizing it, I was running my fingers through that hot, filthy wet skin. I stretched out my finger and put it there, soaking into the wet skin.
The crevices were already opening and gnashing as if they had been waiting, and the mucous membranes inside were already damp. I barely rubbed the mucous membrane, but it felt like my body was struck by lightning. My back twitched.
"Hahm… ♡"
It's nice just to touch this lower part, but what about the place where you felt the overwhelming tactile sensation from being rubbed against the bedspread from earlier? Unable to overcome her curiosity, she stretched out her finger and touched the bean that had already come out of her foreskin.
"Ugh… ♡♡!"
Unfamiliar sensations hit her as it crunched on her fingers. It was an intense pleasure, as if she were asking what she had lived up to now. Not only a halo of light in front of your eyes, but also the feeling of bursting fireworks. The shock applied to one of his fingers stopped his breathing and his back bent backwards.
At the same time, she felt that the thirst she had felt so far was quenched in one shot. Was this the only way to control her seizures? Her fingers rubbed against the skin, which had already hardened like a nipple. The sound of splashing water could be heard as one moved one's fingers over the moist, hard beans.
"Sigh… Ah… ♡ Ann… ♡ Yeah… ♡ Hehe… !"
And warm… I needed something hot.
Hard and…
Big one…
I need something to pierce this inside, and to fill it up and make me boil…
I slowly stroked the stomach in regret. I wanted to be hugged by someone. But that was a taboo activity for priests.
It wasn't this.
No, I asked myself.
Perhaps it was because my feverish body tasted joy once, fortunately the seizures had gone to some extent, but at the same time it seemed like something I was trying to protect to myself was broken. Hot tears flowed without knowing what it was.
At the same time, the place where I should be is not here full of light like this, but in some deep cave… It seems that the lower part was treated much more roughly than now while being held in someone's warm arms… It was scary that I didn't even know if these thoughts were right or wrong.
"Ah… Why do tears keep coming?"
I wiped away the flowing tears.
With a body like this, I couldn't fulfill the position of an 'ascetic priest', which was originally my job category. Unlike the Profession Priest, the Acolyte Priest is a profession that travels with other quest attendants. He was a common traveler.
Besides, as a professional priest, I cannot participate in the waiting prayer meeting, so I cannot earn a decent income. The money owed by the priest's sanctuary was piling up day by day. He was in charge of washing the dishes and repaying his debts from time to time, but since the money consumed for maintaining the dignity of a priest was so large, the speed at which it accumulated was staggering.
As I was agonizing over the pain, I heard a loud noise from outside. It must be Nehru who took care of me now that the waiting time has come to an end.
-Kiik
"Sister Perrin. One of the believers asked the sister to give her a gift."
"Uh… Yes."
Fortunately, the seizures went away early, so it was easy to pretend to be fine. I hurriedly wiped my saliva and sweat with the wet towel next to me and got up. Because she didn't want Nehru to show her weakness. She wanted to be someone Nehru depended on. At least she wanted to pay me back for taking care of me someday.
Nehru sat down in front of the stool in her quarters and put down the box she said a follower had given her. When she lifted the box, she found it quite heavy. When she shakes the box to see if it is dangerous, she hears a clicking sound.
"What is this?"
"This is a gift from my sister, so open it! I received a tip, but she said Sister Perrin's name and asked me to give it to her."
"… Who will it be?"
Unfortunately, I have no memories outside of this sanctuary. Could she be the one who knew me from the outside? No matter how much I ask myself, I can't figure out who the opponent is. I don't really have any opportunities to contact outsiders. No, can you say that the paladin guard Lowell, who often comes to check on me, is an outsider?
I held back my pounding heart and untied the ribbon on the gift box. When I opened the lid of the box, I saw a pure white robe. I looked at the robe and touched it. I loved the feel of the soft, crunchy fabric. The crackling sound I had heard earlier was the sound of jewels hanging from the robe.
"Wow! What's this! Who would give a sister such an expensive gift?"
"Yes, who really sent it… ?"
I grabbed the robe and lifted it wide open. Then, along with the robe, the items packed in the box fell onto the stool. At that moment, I felt sick to my stomach and my eyes tightened. My heart was pounding and I collapsed.
Fragments of memories that emerged from the objects sharply surrounded my head. The ordered necklace, the slime that tightens my body, the magic ring that vibrates inside my vagina, and even my appearance with a rotor inserted while wearing a sexy negligee robe. Fragmentary memories pass by like a kaleidoscope, and I vomit on the floor in shock.
"Oops…"
"Kyaahhhhh! Someone please help!"
When Nehru, her face turned pale, screamed, a commotion erupted throughout the inn. The High Priest of Eria came running to me within a month and gave me [Regeneration] And [Heart Stability]. The gift box was folded and handed over to the guard. Because Nehru gave her such a gift, she was taken to the interrogation room.
* * *
As I was lying in bed and resting, I clenched my teeth at the resurrected memory. It would have been easier for me if I had just forgotten about it and lived as a normal professional priest before dying. I wanted to swear at him coolly, but I couldn't because the high priest of Eria was next to me.
"Are you better now?"
"… Yes."
I had to find out my location. I don't know what will happen now. I was afraid of what kind of harm the guild people would do to me, who had given me a shock that even changed my personality. At the very least, I think it would be nice not to touch the NPC Nehru, who is not in the 'Action Priest' job category, but goes to training and gets beaten up by slime every day.
"If you are sick, you should call me right away. Got it?"
"Yes… I understand, High Priest."
The High Priestess of Eria left when I was completely stable. He was so busy that he couldn't stay here for long. I lay down and collected my thoughts until it got dark. If you don't want to cause a nuisance to the priest's sanctuary, you should leave here as quickly as possible.
-Kikkik
At night, Nehru, who had returned late from interrogation, entered the room. Fortunately, she was not interrogated by a prisoner, but her eyes looked haggard. It seems that her heart was in a lot of pain.
Her heart ached when she saw Nehru suffering. So I ran to Nehru and hugged him. My face fits between Nehru's breasts. I'm not that short either, but Nehru was tall because he was an elf.
"Sister, are you okay?"
"Yes… , No, me, is, that's fine."
"That's it! This afternoon… Sorry for giving you bad things."
"No, I'm fine."
"What a relief!"
Nehru took me in his arms and stroked her hair. Until now, I couldn't figure out why I liked the act of having my hair stroked until now. But even after knowing the reason, it was fine for Nehru.
At that moment, the sound of dust falling from the ceiling was heard. I looked up, but saw nothing.
I had an ominous feeling.
It feels like a pursuer is watching us.
Nehru must have heard the sound, and our eyes met. Nehru's eyes were also shaking.
"Sister, did you hear?"
"No… Okay. Shall we go to Sister Nehru's room?"
We hurriedly walked out of the room and sneaked down the hallway of the vocational priest's quarters. The corridor of the old building, which was covered with pure white marble, became night and the brilliant light disappeared. I walked down the hallway, constantly turning around to see if anyone was following me.
However, with my low level, I couldn't detect the [Stealth] State even if the pursuer was following me. So I walked towards the corridor where the highest level guards in the sanctuary could pass. Nehru whispers as he nervously grabs my sleeve.
"There is a curfew at night… Sister, I came secretly."
"Since I came here secretly, I can go secretly."
Even if we, the priests of the jalap, said 'secretly', it was to the extent of raising the tiptoe and killing the sound of footsteps. There's no way the sanctuary guards at the highest level wouldn't notice us, but most of them pretended not to know. It's also because I built up a pitiful image with seizures while living in the sanctuary.
When we reached Nehru's room on the other side of the stairs, we closed the door. When the tense moments were over and I arrived at the room, I sighed at the same time. It seemed that he had eluded his pursuer.
"Whew…"
"Sigh…"
"It was dangerous, Sister Perrin, what if the guards say something?"
"That would be… Probably not."
The guards had nothing to say. I'm sure this happened often in quests as well. However, it was more important whether the tracer was attached or not. If the pursuer was following me, there would have been a big commotion outside between the guard and the pursuer.
Fortunately, there were always guards moving around Nehru's room, so the pursuer seemed to have completely escaped.
As a professional priest, Nehru's room was small.
I looked at Nehru. Maybe it was because the tension was released, Nehru collapsed on the bed as if relieved. I wanted to dive to Nehru's bedside too, but hesitated. Nehru looked at me, smiled softly, and thumped the bed.
"Now, come lie down next to me, sister."
Nehru was cheerful and bright, unlike an elf, and was a natural fit for a priest. However, her previous memories have returned and I… She could no longer see Nehru as her pure fellow priest the way she used to.
Nehru was a Celestial Elf priest raised as a priest from her birth, but I was the master of a dirty guild. Since she was a different person from the very beginning, I felt as if the line was going to disappear infinitely under my feet.
Thoroughly trashed to the inside, I had no choice but to shrink infinitely in front of such a brightly shining priest NPC. Although she stayed at the Priest's Great Sanctuary for a month, she naturally deepened her friendship with Nehru, who took care of her by her side. My essence was one that could not be mixed with Nehru.
That's why I couldn't use the priest's magic.
The mana emitted by faith in God Thearesia was a contradictory nature that did not suit me, who had been cynical about no religion since birth. Knowing that, I felt that I would never be able to be of Nehru's help. It was Nehru who sacrificed many times for me… I…
"Sister Perrin, I know it was hard. But since I'm there, you don't have to be afraid."
"Ah… Yes."
Nehru was half lying, then got up and held me in his warm arms. She was embraced again by her soft flesh. As her face touched her Nehru's chest, she didn't know it before, but her face grew hot, much more embarrassed than she thought. Even if she tried to push her away, Nehru was a level 33 priest and I was a level 1 priest, so [Strength] She was not even an opponent.
"Don't be afraid. Sister Perrin flashes sometimes, but she is still a child."
"Ah the child… "
"Uh~ It's okay. You can be a little more foolish."
Who can fool anyone!
But the stolen body… Being mentally held in the arms of a woman could not be ignored. I want to shove my nose into this chest while inadvertently calling it Mamang… There were impulses, but Nehru was Nehru. Nehru is a Hogu NPC who always takes a service scene for Slime in every quest. Depending on this…
"Sleep well next to me and wake up tomorrow with a refreshed mind."
"… Yes."
Nehru hugged me and pushed me onto her bed. I really wanted to push Nehru away and say that I didn't need any more help, but… Whether it was because of Nehru's warm atmosphere or because of her strength, she couldn't resist him. She burrowed into Nehru's arms, saying, "Let it be."
But, though she was in a good mood, no emotion rose beyond her satisfaction. If it had been transferred to the main character, in this situation, he might have committed Nehru out of excitement. Of course, this situation itself would not have been created. She closed her eyes in her warm arms as she thought about that.
It was a pretty good night for being nervous at night.
* * *
The next day, when I woke up, Nehru was already in bed. She blames Nehru for being much more diligent. In terms of her profession as a priest, Nehru is diligent, sincere, warm-hearted, and excellent in her ability to handle mana, steadily treading the path of her high priest.
Besides, being an elf, he has many days to live, so it's a bonus that he's prosperous. Although he was young for an elf, he looked like he was approaching 40 years old. It wasn't like I acted like I was taking a picture last night because of the age difference.
Still, it was humiliating to be treated as a baby as a demonic guild master who dominated the world in name and room. However, survival was more important now than humiliation. As soon as I woke up, I gathered my thoughts and went straight back to my room. The morning routine started with cleaning the dorm where I live.
On the way back, it was painful because I felt like someone was constantly watching me, but as I was finishing cleaning the room, Nehru, who seemed to have finished cleaning the Great Sanctuary, came to my room.
"Sister Perrin, I'll bring you a meal, so wait here."
"I can go too. Sister."
"No. Sister, it looks like you need some stability."
"When… Did you see it?"
"When the priest is anxious, it shows on the outside."
Is it.
I awkwardly nodded at Nehru's words. I couldn't help but nod. There was a time when I unknowingly clenched her teeth and was terrified, perhaps because she became a weak female character. And most of all, Nehru was so stubborn that I couldn't even take a step out of that door that Nehru stood in my way.
"All right."
"Then wait, sister."
Nehru quickly entered my room with my meal and my meal.
Today's breakfast was also mushroom soup.
I remembered that I had no taste, so I had no appetite. The same was true of Nehru, but Nehru showed no outward appearance… Only.
"I also want to become an ascetic priest whenever I eat. I want to travel to eat something delicious."
"… Do you really want to be Are you going outside?"
I asked. She couldn't help but ask.
That's also because Nehru is an NPC who always shoots slime scenes outside the Great Sanctuary. Perhaps that body is calling for the slime, but how could such a faithful priest meet only the slime? Maybe it's a nemesis
"That's right, sister. Sister Perrin was an acolyte, right?"
"Anyway, she doesn't remember being an ascetic priest… "
"Ah~ I'm still envious. I also want to become an ascetic priest and travel the world! I heard that there are deserts and villages covered in snow all year round in the wide world."
Nehru's words kept feeling deja vu. Desert… In [Goba Desert], During Nehru's escort quest, she asks for fruit as a subquest, but when she clears the subquest, she is attacked by a desert slime and directs a service scene.
Snowy town… In [Severe Winter Highlands], She eats all the players' hand warmers as a sub-quest, saying that she is cold. She doesn't suffer from the game, but she does manage to feel the cold, and she remembers how annoying Nehru was. So, after completing her escort quest with her limbs frozen, Nehru stages a service scene where she is defeated by her frozen slime.
It wasn't for nothing that Nehru was nicknamed the Nuisance Slime Priest.
"Sister, you must never go out!"
"Ah, I get it… Sister."
"Sorry… Do. Sister, I'm done eating, so I'll get up first."
The morning was free, so she could catch her breath for a while. Before that, she wanted to go back to her room and rest. In the morning, I learn various priest's magic, but since I'm at a low level, I won't be able to fully understand it. When I lost my memory, I thought I was stupid and couldn't learn.
In order to return to my room as quickly as possible, I took the shortcut from the restaurant to my room. On the way to the left and right, the gardens were neatly kept. It was because one of the high-ranking priests was doing a gardener as a sub job.
I entered an alley where the brilliant light in the air was somewhat fading. This was a shortcut alley with few people even within the huge sanctuary site. And I shouldn't have entered that alley.
As soon as he entered the alley, he smelled something sweet and saw a fallen guard in front of him.
As soon as I saw the fallen guard, I screamed. No, I was trying to get rid of it.
"Kyaaak-"
"[Silence]"
"Huh? Up"
I squeezed my lungs and screamed, but at the same time [Silence] Struck me and my voice evaporated in the air.
The caster's voice was that of a thief. The thief's fingers gripped my cheek. His finger closed my mouth. He couldn't resist the difference in [Strength] Even if he tried to bite it with his teeth raised. This kid was a player. Mercenary NPCs, at least, didn't do anything out of humanity.
"Quietly."
Hearing the voice in my ear, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. This is why I decided to get out of this sanctuary as soon as possible. Besides, even though I knew I was being pursued last night, I lost my mind and entered this alley.
This… It was a disaster caused by my insensitivity.
"(No)… !"
I screamed, but my voice evaporated again. I tried to run away with all the strength I had, but I was lightly lifted into the air by the thief. I wiggled his limbs and begged him to let go, but the rogue seemed unwilling to let me go. The pattern of the [Luts] Guild is visible on the thief's forehead.
"Hehe, will Gilma-nim really like it? Is not it?"
Considering that he wasn't a PvP guy, maybe he was on Demian's side? Before I could understand why Damian did this, the distance between me and the thief grew so close that I could feel my breath. The thief pulled me.
I heard the rogue's rough breathing in my ears and felt something sticky and damp on my cheek. The thief's tongue licked my cheek… Is Chills run down his spine and goose bumps. But for some reason, he feels a sweet tingling sensation in his lower abdomen. Just like that, his back fell off and he fell.
"If we kill the four damn bitches here, we can get Gilma out."
'No!'
The rogue whispered in my ear. Then he ran his snake-cold leather glove down my cheek and stroked the nape of his neck. I was sweating. Of course, at this time, he had a seizure, more precisely, he went into heat, and his body went numb. Feeling the breath of the thief, I wet my panties and my body reacts first to accept the thief's desire.
A woman's self-awareness struggling with masochistic pleasure… Again, it was pulled up from the depths. The sweet scent in the air was also his fault. It was probably the same weak medicine as Done used.
"It would be nice to commit a crime before killing it, I think I know why Gilma paid attention to such an insignificant priest. You make such a dirty face Aren't you actually an obscene prostitute?"
It was rather fortunate that he did not know my true identity. And what I suspected became clear. This man was Damian's. For some reason, the [Roots] Guild split from the Damian faction and the rest. Those who followed Damian, whose main sport was PVE, wouldn't have needed the name [Luts].
"Wherever you are, you can have fun. Because I only need your neck."
The attacking bandit grabbed my chin and lifted me into the air.
My jaw and neck ached from fear, and my body stiffened as if I were dead. With his other hand, the rogue takes the hem of his robe and lifts it up. The short skirt of his priestly robe was exposed, exposing his chubby thighs.
It was a body that I customized to look good. It is a body that is in common with the universal aesthetic sense that men like to some extent. The thief in front of me also changed his eyes when he saw me. The thief's hand gently lifts the skirt of the priest's robe and grabs his hip.
"Ah…"
"Even if you are silent, you can groan. Could it be that the one inside was actually a man, seeing as he customized it with such an erotic body? Kuk-kuk."
"Ha ha… ♡"
His hands gripped his hips and crawled like snakes, sweeping the wrinkles around his asshole. My back bounced at the sensitive stimulation applied to the embarrassing place, and I unknowingly let out a nasty moan. It was a sensitive body that felt dangerous stimuli even when defecation, but the sense of being touched by others was even more dangerous.
"It is said that the outside and the inside were different in the past, but it is different now that it has been 'transferred'. No matter how you feel, you are a woman. But looking at it like this, isn't it really a perverted girl, just touching her butt makes me so wet."
"Eh, uh huh huh… "
As the rogue pressed on, his back hit the cold wall. His hand, which had been scratching his ass a moment before, scrapes the flesh of her genital area through her panties. In an instant, his back collapsed, and something poured out along his bone. He shook his face and refused, trying to somehow ignore the horny body, but it only fueled the thief's desire.
"Ahhh… ♡!"
– Prick prick
The thief scratched the genital area through his panties with his leather gloved hand. He pushed away the gaping flesh and touched his mucous membranes. Each time, air passed between wet panties, mucous membranes, and sticky juices, and the obscene sound of sloppy water filled my ears.
I shook my back at the thrill of pleasure. The next time I was in heat, I tried to solve it with masturbation, somehow ignoring the situation of this body. However, after receiving the caress of others, he becomes dependent on others again. The thief's rough breath fills her heart and makes her feel infinitely better. This is dangerous.
– Chew it up
"Sigh… Ahhh… !"
Her eyes widened and tears flowed. She was in pain and her heart was full. The thief's finger leaves, but her body heats up and she becomes unruly happy. The body that wanted the next order wanted the thief to go further. Her body already wanted the remembered pleasure.
"I wonder if it was piled up, pretending to be a priest."
"(Nope)"
He closed his eyes tightly. He shook his head desperately, unable to speak in the silence. The next seizure he tried to solve with real masturbation. But the thief who pushed me had no mercy. He wiped his leather-gloved hand on the wall and then slipped it back into my panties.
He grabbed his string and pulled it off. The damp panties thumped on the stone floor and clattered. And between them, his love juice stretched like a thread. The sticky, hot body, the thief's rough breath. Everything was the same as back then.
The masochistic joy he had tried to forget was revived. The erotic situation I went through after a long time paralyzed my reason.
This weak body could not do anything in front of the assassin who seemed to be at the highest level. It was just a body that had no choice but to accept his tricks before killing me. The man came to take his desire. I closed my eyes tightly.
"Town… Meuu… Wow…"
No matter how secluded the alley is, it is a place where people from the Great Sanctuary pass by. This is where guards close to max level patrol. Even in this situation, to joke with leisure means that the opponent also has skills. That strong-willed player pushed something lukewarm and thick into my lips with a slimy desire.
It was the tongue As his tongue invaded his lips, his head was flooded with unruly female delight. It was the joy of being eaten by a man. Hot tears flow from the feeling of surrender.
However, this lewd body felt the pleasure of exploding in the head just by kissing, and was already ready to accept men's things with its lower mouth. My bottom aches and my body heats up uncontrollably, making me sweat.
"Ahhh… (No)."
"It's cuter than I thought. I wish I could use it as my toy if I had time. This must be why he seduced Gilma."
The man's tongue was gone. I stared at the saliva at the corner of my mouth with blank eyes. His face flushed red, but he could only blink. I liked the strength of the man pushing me on the shoulder. I liked this race of men who brought pleasure just by touching them.
"Yes… ♡"
The thief pushed his finger into my genital area, which was already pulsating, into the gap in my skin that was clearly exposed to the outside air. His fingers pushed through the mucous membrane and entered the stomach. You can hear the gurgling, cute and persistent sound of water. The man began fiddling with the walls of his vagina with his fingers and turning them around.
"Aaaaang♡!"
"You bite your finger and don't let go, hehe, didn't you choose the wrong job?"
However, after a long time, I felt the pain of tearing the lower part of my finger as it cut through the mucous membrane. Perhaps because it had been a month, it was hard to insert a finger into the constricted hole. But the pain was only momentary. I got used to it after a while, and the heat-soaked hole squeezed only to feel the man's fingers.
Sensitive mucous membranes were stimulated, and only sweet sighs flowed out. Jill tightens the man's fingers as if she had a will of her own. The man only moves his fingers, but gradually the area near the vaginal opening becomes tingling and feels better. You hear the sound of water dripping to the floor.
"Hey, hey… Whoops!"
Opening the mucous membrane at the entrance of the vagina, two fingers entered. Eyes roll upside down as the lower mucous membranes tear. Even when he tried to resist, his shoulder was shoved and he couldn't move. All I could do was pop his ass.
When my fingers left for a moment, I sighed.
Until the rogue draws out his dagger.
When the thief held the dagger in his hand, I closed my eyes because I thought he would stab me in the chest with that dagger. I'm ending my life here When I die, I want to be born as a main character next time.
"Ah… ?"
As I was preparing for death, an object of great thickness and hardness opened my vaginal opening and came in. I felt an incomparable tearing pain in my fingers. Sick. It hurt so much that my back was bent.
When I opened my eyes, the man was holding the dagger blade and inserting the handle into my crotch. Before he can comprehend the situation, his breath is forced out by the intense pressure he feels in his lower abdomen. I was swallowing the dagger.
The rogue moves the handle of the dagger, and the blunt end scratches the vaginal wall. At first, it was painful because it was painful and not wet, but as I got used to it, a painful pleasure rushed in. My face heats up at the sense of immorality that I feel at the handle of a dagger in a holy place.
"Oops!"
The sweet aphrodisiac smell in the air had faded away. It was only for a short time, but the excruciating pleasure was amplified. Or not… It may have been a lot of things I had accumulated over the month. I barely came to my senses and raised my hand to resist, but the skinny wrist was caught by the thick man's fingers.
"Ahh… !"
"Ugh, what hand do you use, priest?
It wasn't resisting. She might have been better off giving herself away like a street prostitute. My opponent squeezed my wrist tightly, and my lower part reacted to the stimulus and tightened the dagger that I dug into. Looking down, I saw that only the dagger blade was sticking out of his groin.
The thief pulled the blade outward and released it. The dagger returned as if it had originally been in my bottom hole. The thief looked at me, glared at my face, and spat out embarrassing words.
"Is this a hole in time and space where anything goes? It's like a black hole, I'm sure Gilma-nim's washed it like this."
"Oops… "
The rogue stroked my head. Then, a feeling of selfish satisfaction surges in my chest. His sweaty hair was disheveled and stuck to his face. I don't want to feel it and want to pull out the dagger right now… The more you apply force underneath, the more you come in rather than being pushed out.
Every time she gave her strength, her back trembled with the tingling and rushing pleasure. Her body stopped responding and began to seek more pleasure.
Since when have I been shaking my waist? But the man didn't give me what he wanted. It grabs my waist and won't let go of my horny body in search of pleasure.
"Please…"
"Swaying even the waist, it's fun."
The man simply grabbed the tip of the dagger and waved it up and down. Of course, the tip of the dagger touched a sensitive place in the vagina, and that was good. No matter how long it had been stuck there, water droplets collected and dripped at the tip of the dagger stuck in the wet pussy.
As I watched it, numbness and happiness spread throughout my body. Ecstatic Jill coiled around the dagger as if to squeeze semen out of her penis. This cursed body might be trying to remember the handle of the dagger this time.
In a crowded situation, an unexpected wind came. The body convulses again. After the gust of wind had passed, I heard the sound of strong steel hitting my ears.
-Kang
-Keying
A flash of light shone in the blurred vision. After a flash of light, the man who had been harassing me disappeared like a lie. I slipped and fell to the floor with my back against the wall. I was about to fall
"Huh… ♡! Sigh… Whoa…"
But the dagger blade stuck into the ground and the handle dug deeper. I managed to put strength on my legs and stand up slightly. I closed my eyes and grabbed the body of the dagger and pulled it out. The vaginal wall grips the handle of the dagger tightly and won't let go, so the mucous membrane is sucked out. He let out a heavy breath and raised his head.
Fortunately or unfortunately, she must have remained sane thanks to not accepting a man for a month. [Agility] And level were quite low, so I couldn't see the true nature of the gust, but I could tell that something had happened.
Two people with the same guild mark on their black hoods were facing each other. The side that attacked me did a lot of PvE, so the item level was high, but the PvP experience seemed to be more there. PvP has a higher win rate unless the item or level difference is extreme.
-Kang Chiing
The daggers they were holding trembled as if the two collided again. The guy who was about to rape me was breathing hard and excited. Even though he has good skills, it's easy to lose if you start to get excited in PvP with a single blow like that in the first place…
Her body, which had heated up like crazy a moment ago, calmed down after seeing the battle. It seems that the previous sense remained in me. It was the feeling of blood gushing. As the two thieves started fighting, daggers, poison bottles, and black shadows fluttered spectacularly.
And in order not to get caught up in that fight, I had to avoid it.
I managed to step back and try to get out of the place. But a dagger sticks to my side. A deadly poison that would have killed him had been applied. I got goosebumps. I couldn't confirm which thief threw the dagger, but… I couldn't even run away.
A cold sweat broke out as the dagger that grazed his side was pierced vertically into the floor.
-Kang
-Keying
Only the sharp, intermittent crashing sound signaled that the two bandits were fighting. Both were from my guild, but what would help me would be that Damian thief who tried to rape me.
But [Silence] Was heavily sealing his mouth. Had he been able to speak, he would have cleared up the misunderstanding. You could have said I wasn't a prostitute or a dog's pet doll. But Damien's thief didn't give me any chance.
"Ugh…"
Even now, while the two were fighting, I wanted to run away using the strength I had been suckling. However, unlike his clear mind, his body was still shaking. There was no strength in the loosened leg, and the whole body was paralyzed, and it was impossible to move.
I had no choice but to watch the battle between the two. It's not a substitute play between the two, it's crazy because I'm playing the role of a woman who can be saved. Still, I tried to stay calm and get up a little.
"Hey… Cough Coke… "
One of the poison bottles flew at me again and exploded. A thick pink mist puffed up from the broken poison bottle. I reflexively covered my nose and mouth, but my eyes stung and I had already inhaled a handful. The traces of the sweet smoke he inhaled revealed the identity of the smoke even though he did not want to know.
My body heats up and my lower abdomen heats up again.
"(The bad guys)…"
-Kang Kiying
In a different sense, my eyes were burning. It felt like magma was melting inside the eyes. The sensation from the man's touch a moment ago revived, and his mind became dizzy. The battle between the two bandits still continued, but it was impossible to figure out what was going on.
A few sums followed between the two. The sound of sharp daggers that bloomed from the collision felt like it was violating my ears. Even the slightest vibration transmitted through sound waves made my body run hot. He gritted his teeth and gripped her chest tightly. The part you stabbed with the dagger was so itchy… It was a waste.
I couldn't help it. I don't know if it's a smoke screen or medicine, but I had no choice but to masturbate to release this energy. With the hand that didn't hold her itchy and choked breasts, she lifted up her skirt and scraped up the mucous membrane of her swollen vagina from below.
– Prick prick
"Huh… "
"Where are you hiding!"
"I can't leave even the thief ranker of the guild alone if you dare touch Gilma's amusement."
"This bastard… !"
I raised my head at the sound I heard while my vision was going away with the obscene sound of water. The pvp between the two seemed to have come to an end. Tone's thief won, and Damien's thief lost. Damian's rogue was strangling. It was because I was careful not to run away during PvP.
If it was the item level difference, I could have won enough. It would have been nice if that excellent thief named Dahongjaji had violated me…
The pvp results of the two bandits didn't lead to anyone's death. Perhaps it was because he heard the rustling of the bushes behind him, and the victorious thief disappeared, and the defeated thief also took a deep breath and used [Extinction] Before disappearing. Seeing his miserable appearance, it seemed that he would not be able to go far.
"Hey there!"
"Perrin, are you okay?"
"Ahhh… !"
The high-pitched sound tickled my ears. It seems that Nehru has come, but as soon as she hears her voice, a thrill of sexual pleasure hits her whole body from her ears. She had never thought that she would go by car, and had never heard of it, so she did not know, but this pink mist was such a terrible aphrodisiac.
Embarrassed by the sound of Nehru's voice, she couldn't raise her head even as she watched Nehru watch and care for me.
* * *
The morning raid made me change my mind.
I have to escape to a place where the guild can't find me. It means I can't stay here any longer. If you stay here, the guild members will come looking for any gaps.
Within the guild, the fight between Damian's PVE user faction and Done's PVP user faction was intensifying. Even if I was out of the center, since I was already known as Done's lover, I could be in danger in some way. It was said that the thief from Tone had come to tail me.
"… It was a fluke that I thought I hadn't been caught."
I was sitting on the bed in my room and woke up. Once I made up my mind, I felt more at ease. Since I'm an ascetic priest anyway, I have to go out to that field and work like an adventurer. It was better to level up and develop a little bit of strength than to sit stupidly like now and become a tool to be cultivated in someone else's hands.
On the night of the priest's sanctuary, as I walked through the empty corridors, I heard footsteps echoing from my shoes. No one wandered around here at night. When I reached the door with the signboard of the High Priest of Eria, there was a slight light leaking from inside. He patted his tense heart.
-Smart
"Come on in."
I swallowed dry saliva and opened the door at the voice of the High Priest of Eria that seemed to purify my heart whenever I heard it.
The old elf, High Priest Eria, stood up and hugged me. She has always helped me with this anxiety. But… You can't live with this kind of kindness forever and fawning.
Wasn't I the one who was protected like this in the first place? Just watching the battle calms you down. Mentally, due to his long game career, he is specialized in fighting.
If it were the other priests, I would have been greatly shaken, but I was able to calmly watch the two thieves demonstrate their skills. Although I am weak enough to lose even an aphrodisiac, I want to level up and protect my body.
"I will go to the wide plain again and become an ascetic priest."
"It's not bad to improve your skills while healing the injured in a safe place. How about forgetting the morning incident and living as a professional priest?"
However, there was a certain power in the voice of the high priest of Eria. I thought I came in with a firm resolution, but my heart was shaken like a reed.
Hearing the slow voice that calmed my mind, I thought that this might be the safest place. But I can't commit the nuisance of having to place more guards for me. It wasn't even the safest place since the location was discovered.
"Because I don't want to be a nuisance."
"Is that so. The priest is not a nuisance. So don't push yourself too hard."
"… Oops Black, heh… !"
The high priest of Eria opened his arms wide, so I was sucked in between them. It's probably because she's been fooling around for the past month, but it's become her habit. The High Priest of Eria stroked her hair while holding me, and his head felt very warm.
But I shouldn't be like this.
I… No, I couldn't get out of the arms of this warm motherly person here.
"But if you have decided to come, there is nothing you can do about it. Come back in an hour. I will write you a letter of recommendation."
"… Thank you."
"You're welcome."
It was only a month, but the memory of living in the Great Sanctuary was a memory that will remain in the future.
**
As soon as the day dawned, I left the priest's sanctuary with the letter of recommendation I received.
As she left, she told Nehru never to ask for an escort. As Nehru said her goodbyes, she burst into tears, but I held back. Still, when I saw the tears coming out, I wondered if my heart had weakened.
To be honest, it wasn't that I wasn't scared, but fortunately no one attacked me. She walked out of the priest's sanctuary and reached the fountain in Lubo Castle, which was visible in the square.
Now the real game begins. This event was a phenomenon that appeared when a newly created tutorial character arrived at Lubo Castle Square.
The beginning, the real adventure begins.
Walking along the main road of Lubo Castle, it didn't seem like there was a trail behind him. Then, he took out the letter of recommendation from the High Priest of Eria and read it. In the letter of recommendation, it was written where to go to become an 'ascetic priest' and where to receive requests.
The area written on the letter of recommendation was familiar to me, but the map enclosed with the letter of recommendation was different from what I knew. Before the update, you could see [Adventurer's Street] Just two or three blocks from the plaza, but you had to cross more than ten blocks on the map.
And while looking at the map, I avoided the dark streets even a little bit. I didn't want to meet the players, and I didn't want to get robbed of the 10 gold I barely received from the high-ranking priest after being caught by the local slob NPCs. This is a debt that will have to be repaid someday.
I thought while walking on the main road so as not to get into a fight.
About what to do next.
Should I hunt alone or as a party?
However, the players cannot meet. I wanted to meet the players and learn more, but they were dangerous. My teeth tremble when I think of what happened when we met.
For that reason, I didn't go to [Guild Office Street]. As it was written in the recommendation letter, I had to go to the [Request Shop] To register as a [Request Attendant]. This [Quest attendant] Is similar to the role called an adventurer in other games. A place where you can register even the locals regardless of their identity. It is a place where jobs that require labor force suitable for various individual abilities are requested.
Probably, the producers of 'Thearesia Online' stood for [Request Attendant] Because the job of adventurer is an auxiliary job. First of all, there is a setting in the game that the player is a person who has lived in Thearesia from the beginning. That's why I can do commissions as well.
"Well… Is this it?"
I thought it would be a bit far, but I quickly arrived at the [Request Shop]. Well, it's on the main street, so it wasn't that far. When I opened the creaky wooden door and entered, a lobby that I rarely saw in games appeared in front of me.