- Ohhhhhhh!!!
- Oh, oh!!!!
- Long live eternal life!!!!
Grandma's bizarre pinch seemed to give the congregation great pleasure. The answer to that shock was enthusiastic cheerfulness.
Whether they really want to look like that or not, they seem innocent even if they slay the people here.
Evil teenagers!
The evil that eats this world!
My sense of justice has strongly advised me to tear their heads apart and take all their possessions.
"Standing, Saint! I can't see well! Please! Please let me see!"
"Well... first of all, let's stop jumping. I'll listen to you."
Looking at the surrounding eyes, he puts his hand between Elise's armpits and lifts her up. It's too high to be noticeable, so it's going to be difficult to adjust slowly. Elise, who saw the truth with my help, trembled.
"...!"
The rest of the violent impulses witnessed by the evil creatures seemed unbearable. If we hadn't told him to prepare and act before, he might have turned the crowd upside down and ran away.
"Elise, calm down. We have to be patient for now."
"... can I have a moment more, please?"
"Whatever."
I held Elise and watched the rally.
"If you are taught, blessed, you can take off your suffering and get a strong body. Now, the image of congregation Susan is just the process of preparing him..."
What the preacher said was a clichéd explanation of what a repertoire like that would do, and what it would do if it believed us. It is not interested or worth listening to.
But most of all, I noticed the strangest twitchiness of that grandmother.
It's like mummified eyes. It was indeed strange, but it stood still and watched the assembly. It's like a soulless creature... If Asaro's dead are resurrected, it would feel like that.
I don't think it's normal to be scared of starving poor people.
Oh, my arm hurts.
Why are we so heavy, Elise?
"We are poor and powerless because all those who have it are oppressing us. How long will you be oppressed? Now we have the power. There is a powerful power to live eternal life."
At the end of that doctrinal explanation, it was now a talk show that poured hatred on capitalists and imperialists to talk about whether the channel had changed. Incitement to destroy existing authority and order.
Where is the better temptation for the poor who live without it?
These evil pagan bastards also seemed to be filled with an intense desire to turn the world upside down. In fact, the Undead case, and the attempt to bring the living back, was a violation of international law.
"The power of eternal life. A blessing of eternal life. This will give them the power to resist. Accept baptism, acknowledge blessings. Then there will be salvation."
In the end, it was like that.
Doctrine was evil, and ideas were impure.
But it's also a little strange that the poor are obsessed with such strange things. Of course, there are many things I don't know about attending the rally just once, but it's impossible to cheer like a hot stripper by looking at a strangely twisted grandmother.
"Saint, you may now step down."
"Oh, yeah."
"... your arms are trembling a lot. Were you heavy?"
"No, it was lighter than feathers. I have some Hydrocephalus."
"... Is that so?"
After giving down Elise, the speaker said he would choose candidates to be baptized. Then the crowd went crazy, and I grabbed her hand tightly to keep her from falling off.
In that state, Elise said with a firm face.
"Saint, I'm feeling evil magic right now. This heterogeneous energy... cannot be specifically expressed, but it does not mean that it is not evil. That energy is straining. This irrational atmosphere seems to be blaming it."
"Evil magic..."
I'm not sure.
This must be the same energy that Risha said.
"And the one called the congregation Susan. That's very ominous. In many ways, the suspicious part is not just one or two… it's just an urge to destroy everything."
"Now let's be patient."
"Yes, you have to be patient."
In the meantime, I've identified the winners.
Everyone applied for baptism, but only ten were chosen.
Only one of them was old, the other nine were young. Those who were so victorious disappeared to the back of the statue, following the guidance of other priests.
The rally ended with it.
The Speaker announced that the next assembly should also be held here a few days later and disappeared into the dark. As soon as that is said, the slums begin to go out of the Urr with some heightened tension.
"Let's get out of here, too."
"Got it."
I followed the flow and came out of the Elise Islands. It was likely that the Absa incident would happen if I made a mistake. I climbed up and went out for a long time, and the world was much darker.
It's late.
It seems to have taken longer than I thought.
"Let's go back. I won't see anything else even if I'm here."
"I see. I'll stop here today."
Cold air. Dark alleys. There was a place where there was a rhythmic fire, but very few. There was no building with the lights on, and the poor lay down and slept all over the place with just a giant.
All they have is their lives.
What the hell did you do that for?
"Saint. It seems that their purpose is to make humans as bizarre as the pagans called Susan, using the 'Baptism' we mentioned earlier."
"So what are the benefits?"
"Unknown. The mindset of the wicked cannot be followed."
Strange faith hidden in the back alley. Slums crowded in there. The horrible image of promising and obtaining eternal life, and the priesthood of Molgol, similar to the socialists in the groundwater.
Please, I hope it's money.
I didn't see anything worth the money before.
I got out of the slum with Elise.
I went ahead of her trying to say hello.
"Let's go. I'll give you a ride."
"That's... fine. You can go alone."
"I'll let you go by yourself. I don't know if I'm going to Krassheim, but I'm going to stay here, and I can give you that."
"..."
Then, it was the first time that the two of them walked at night since the destruction of the sanctuary of the Kobolts. To be a little less subtle, I used to cover a blanket with myself.
"Elise. Do you want to see me in front of the guild tomorrow morning?"
"... yes. I think you'd better do that."
Elise and I talked about what time we'll meet tomorrow.
"Then I'll see you tomorrow morning. Here we are."
"..."
I saw where Elise was staying.
Near the Adventurer Guild.
"I will see you tomorrow, Saint. Good luck in there."
Elise stopped and said hello.
"Yeah, you too. Let's pay, my Divine Friend."
"Hehe. Divine Friend."
"He's also a broker."
"The bra... thank you for today, then."
I turned around, watching Elise go in.
In fact, I wanted Elise because I was thinking about going back to my home, so I felt anxious about the seedlings. Winia, it's not good to see this bitch coming too late for whatever reason I'm dealing with.
"Oh, shit."
I'm working!
Don't be mad!
I went back to my place with such hopes. Seeing the moon, it was probably around dawn. Please, I hope Winia is sleeping. I opened the door with a trembling heart and lowered my head.
- Yikes.
"I, I'm here... Zana?"
It was very dark inside the house.
Thank goodness. They're both asleep already...
- Aggravation!
"Oops!"
At that time, I made it worse, and the lights were on.
I raised my arms and blindfolded.
"Our nigger."
"Above, Winia?"
"Now. Fuck. Do you know how many gods?"
"That, I don't know? Is it dinner time? Have we eaten Winia? Bar, it's prettier at night. Did you wake up in bed?"
Her current look was primarily a set of red lace underwear that was imbued with luxury when she sleeps… Tired Winia gets more annoying.
"What?"
Winia, with her arms bent on turning my clumsy words, began to stare at me with a very angry expression. I was so fascinated by the huge breasts that covered my forearm, but I just smiled awkwardly and avoided that gaze.
"Cat, are you here? Too late?"
Claudie woke up rubbing her eyes.
"Uh, uh... it took me a while."
"Until this time? We've been through a lot, Kat. Come here."
"What are you here for? Sister, how many gods do you know?"
"I don't know."
"It's dawn, dawn."
"I told you I was late for work. Stop it and come up here. Cat, come here. I'll hug you."
Claudie spoke comfortably, but Winia was just angry. Once I went to the corner and noticed, I took off my clothes, and Winia grabbed my staff and approached me.
"Uh, uh! Why! Why! Why are you listening to that?"
"My nigger told me to go early, didn't he?"
- Yikes!
A wand swung like a whip could not be avoided at my level. So spontaneously, the ring snapped into my neck. - Keek, keek? Winia falls forward as she pulls the staff!
"Khh! Claudie! Please stop Winia!"
"Huh... what am I supposed to do with this?"
I cried Claudie.
No, I told you I was working. You can't do this!
"Don't dry anything, you fucking nigger! Get down on your knees right now!"
"Argh! Argh! Winia! I'm sorry! It's too late! I had no choice! I wanted to come early, too!"
"Do you think our nigger would make an excuse for that? You know how long I've been waiting!"
Winia, who grabbed my neck, screams.
"No! I'm late for work, so what!"
"Are you yelling right now?"
"Hey, this is a long way off. It's just that..."
Claudie comes down from the bed and hugs Winia from behind.
"Winia, let it go. Cat's been working hard, too. I can't praise a hardworking Cat, can I?"
"No, sister. If you look at her here, she'll come out again."
"How much will it cost if Cat turns around?"
"Oh, but..."
"Let's build some pride, shall we, Cat?"
Claudie was a little weaker because of Winia's inability to cope.
Repeated violence.
A captured husband.
I stood up with great determination.
"Yes. That's what I said, Winia."
"Ang?"
- Papapod!
I took the cleft and removed the staff from my neck and took the position of Chief of Staff.
"Honestly, now that I'm dealing with Manado, can I live with being robbed like this? Winia. I like to treat myself kindly... because my power cannot be dried up! So I'm not on my knees! Apologize to me!"
There are tens of thousands more to live for.
Now that I have the power, I need to establish my authority right away and surrender Winia...! I said that with unlimited weight.
Whether it worked or not, Winia stares at me.
-Feeding.
"Are you close to me now that we have that little bitch?"
Flute. Winia suddenly takes off her bra and reveals her breasts, as if I was pathetic enough not to see her. Then a huge, elastic breast pops out into the bra's cup.
"Suck it, nigga."
With a smile like a little demon, Winia said.
"...?"
"I've been waiting for that, but can I be late? Now, come closer."
"Yep."
As I approached, Winia hugged me.
"What's so cute about niggers? That was so cute."
My real estate laws and protests were cute?
"So I forgive you. Are you back to work by night? You did a great job today, didn't you?"
"Well, what is this attitude change..."
As expected, Winia could not be caught.
I went straight to bed, and Winia gave me a knee pillow. I couldn't respond to the attitude of going in and out of cold and hot in an instant, but as she demanded, she was sucking her tits like a baby, so all the anxiety of the world began to dissipate.
"Ahhh, ahhh... I'm a nigger."
What about Claudie who's looking at it?
"Cat, it's been a long day, hasn't it?"
"Yes."
"You need comfort, don't you?"
As it was, I came up above me and ate my stuff with my mouth so naturally that I started to ride slowly.
... Life is good.
Whilst sucking Winia's milk, I felt Claudie's vaginal touch.
This makes me feel good to work.