At sunset, I headed to my destination with Hilde.
This was a delirious street.
It's everywhere in the city, and it's as vibrant as it is everywhere at night. In this world where there is not much to enjoy, it is a place that attracts the attention of all, but I am not particularly interested because every night is a harem and a delight.
Anyway, there were a lot of people walking around.
- There's a wonderful brother! Come here! One silver foot!
- Come here, bitch!
Naked women squirm and touch men, drunken men stumble and are dragged into the building.
- You son of a bitch!
- Argh!
- Uh-huh. Aw, en.
It's very noisy to hear the noise of roaring, fighting, intercourse, and all that. People live in the same world.
"Well, there's passion everywhere. It's probably the perfect place for a circus to be, but... it's just unpleasant now. Ugh, disgusting."
Hilde in the robe clings to me and hits me.
"Are you feeling bad?"
"It's a little bad. If you say lust, I can't believe those humans who aren't as ugly as Kat's fingers are talking like this... It's so disgusting! I'm so disgusting!"
"Oh, I told you not to bring this. I didn't think I'd hate it this much. I'm sorry."
"No, no! Please don't apologize! That's not enough!"
Hilde urgently shook my hand and cried out.
"Nothing makes me feel better than being by your side. It's just that this space is a turtle... No, it feels good to be with you too... like that?"
"Uh-huh, yeah. I got it. Let's go."
"Yes! Let's get it over with and go have sex!"
"Be quiet, be quiet."
I tried to find the building while chatting with Hilde.
Knowing the name is not that difficult.
So, as they were passing through people and people, a drunkard approached Hilde and said,
"Hiccup... Hiccup, pretty sister...? Did you get a guest already? Can't you trade me?"
You crazy son of a bitch.
"Can I kill you, Cat?"
At this moment, Hilde, speaking in a sharp tone, looked at my face and asked for permission. It was transformed into a human being, but the momentum is very tangible.
There's no greater insult to women than this.
"This is what men do."
- Quang!
While pretending to walk straight, I stabbed him in the face with a fist.
- Kudang Bath!
A drunkard who was hit by a punch flew as it was, and hit his head on the wall and stretched.
"All right?"
"Hehe, I love you so much."
"Uh-huh, me too."
At that moment, Hilde, who held my neck, kissed my cheeks. It's good that we have a lot of flirtation in Hille. Especially before you suck mine, you must gently pour a loving kiss baptism on the pillar for about 5 minutes.
"Anyway, the name of the building."
"Bernie Lane?"
"Uh, that's it."
"I think that's it."
Hilde pointed to the other side.
- Bernie Lane.
I saw a building written very well on the sign called Bernie Lane. It's four storeys tall. Did you say we were meeting in the basement there?
"Let's take a look around."
"Yes."
Let's take a look around.
There was no one standing guard in front of the building, but there were two doors. One is the front door and the other is the underground door.
There were some people coming in and out the front door.
"This is just a sneaky rally."
"Should we go straight underground?"
"You should."
I looked at the timing and stood in front of the door going down the stairs and down to the basement when the human gaze was a little scattered.
There was a sign on the ironclad door that the door was not open.
"I don't do business today."
"Then let me. Hilde, get me a lock."
"Yes."
It can only be crushed by force, but it doesn't mean sneaking in. Hilde knocks on the knob a few times-- choking. The door is open.
- Yikes.
I immediately opened the door and went in.
"What is it?"
"Who are you?"
Inside, it was decorated like a bar, and two large, heavily armed jewels stood still.
- Gross.
Naturally, they grabbed the buckler that they had placed in the bar and slowly approached me. It was ahead of Carl and Buckler.
"I have a visitor now, and he draws a knife? Come on, boss."
"Ah, you were a guest. Nice to meet you. My name is Manager Quarrel. Excuse me, but could you show me the invitation? I'll put the knife in then. You know."
- Wedge!
Quarrel said that, and he blew his body like a cannon, stretched out a buckler, and swung a knife at me-
"This wasn't a manager, it was a murder manager."
- Quaang!!!
"Asuraphahemia."
I blow my fist and smash him in the face.
"Trajectory!"
A strange screaming quarrel flies in a straight line, striking the wall and throwing up blood. The plates and cups on the shelf fall over his head.
This is like a drunk we just killed.
"Quarrel!"
"Are you a deputy manager?"
"I know where this bastard is!!!!"
An angry deputy manager also swung a sword with skill to me, and I reached out to dig into his arms and stretched out my hand and grabbed his branch and raised it.
"Glug...!"
"Hmph, it's wilderness corn. Lee Sae-gya."
- Ugh.
I grabbed the branch for a while, and soon he fainted and grew like a corpse. I have a carotid artery in my neck, so I simply pass out just by holding it like this.
I put him down slowly.
"Hilde. Can you take these guys deeper?"
"If you're already knocked out, it's simple. Yay, yay."
- Jiaying.
After creating the enchantment from her hands, she teaches the managers something.
I haven't killed him yet.
They were breathing lightly.
"I think I'll be up in the morning or so."
"Well done."
- Back and forth.
Immediately, I searched the deputy manager's arms, and I got an ID with my wallet.
Identification?
"Kat? They want Citegard."
I brought it to Hilde, who was searching for the Quarrel's arms.
"Why do you keep the Cityguard here?"
Do you have anything to do with those bastards and their religion?
But I was pretty good at hitting the Cityguard... but even if I cut a second and say this, they're armored and not good at it.
It's just that I got beat up in a heartbeat.
That's a lot of skill in Cityguards... I can't believe they're here. This is quite odd. Maybe they were involved in that religion, too.
"Take that. First of all, that's the top priority."
There was a door in the corner of the bar, and there was a staircase going down to the basement to open it.
I think he was trying to protect it.
It also locked the door, and as soon as I saw his face, I placed two skilled and determined men who were cold enough to blow from the sword.
"Very suspicious, very suspicious. Hilde. I'll see you in a minute, so I need you to stay here. If you want to be dangerous, come straight to me. You're okay, right?"
"Ugh, I hate it when you fall."
"I'll be right back."
"Yes, yes. I'll keep it."
He slapped Hilde's butt and said,
"Uh-huh, it's really ugly, really. I can't believe you just touched my ass like this."
"Hilde's got a big ass."
"Ehehe, touch a little more then."
"After work."
Anyway, I went straight down to the basement.
- Bugs and bumps.
It wasn't just my footsteps that came from the dark stairs. It's unclear where... that sound comes from down there.
It touched the end of the basement, and a door appeared.
- I...
I can hear what you're saying inside, but I'm not sure what the fuss is because there's a lot of noise. - Argh. It opens because it pulls the door.
That made the sound clearer, and I went inside with caution to the raid.
- Aggravation.
What I felt when I went in was a dark scent and sprayed indoors.
The intestines were filled with the scent of tickling the tip of the nose. As soon as I realized it, I went out the door for a while to figure out the identity of the smoke, and once I realized it, I had no problem with my body.
Built-in and mana.No problem with the senses.
I have already been told that the sensation of a superhuman body is not poison. Instead, I felt like I was running. I'm getting a little bit of power into my stuff right now.
"Acoustics?"
The lights were red overall.
I thought it was foggy what the smoke was.
Seeing this erect, I think it's acoustically correct... Once I get back in.
"Ahhh, yes. Hmph..! Hmph!"
"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Ahhhhhhh! Ha 'ang, aang..!"
At the same time, the sound of women's intercourse began to be heard.
This isn't one or two.
At least ten more women are having intercourse.
Obstruction?
Is this some kind of secret establishment? A place where the preacher tries to play with his donation? I don't think I came in the wrong way.
Anyway, the concentration of suspicion darkened.
- Uh-huh! Hrrrrgh!
- Ha, ha, ha, ha...!
- Ouch... Oops...! Argh!
I walked down the red corridor.
- I'm at the end of the hallway.
It was all coming from over there. But other than sexual intercourse, it's the pounding and the squeaking. Well, besides that, I'm hearing screams.
I touched it in front of the passageway, and I carefully hid myself behind the wall and looked inside.
And I stopped my mouth.
"...!"
It was a hall with a luxurious atmosphere. The couch looks fluffy and the bottle rolls over the stretched table.
in such a space.
A man and a woman caught in the smoke were wrestling in one place.
"Ahhh! Argh!"
"Argh... Argh...!"
"Huff, huff. Ugh."
The acoustics were quite dark.
The number of men at first sight was over ten, and women were twice as numerous as him. Several women are clinging to each man, making a fanatical fuss.
"This is insane."
But, above all, what comes into my eyes.
- A large circular table in the centre.
There, he was the preacher of the day, who was being perpetrated simultaneously by three men.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Ugh...!"
The woman, who had spoken kindly and kindly, was picking up three men without waiting to be carried.
So... I'm using all three holes.
Mouth and vagina. And anus.
Are these bastards just a bunch of religious pagans? It's a human thing. Well, it's a lot to respect, but... isn't this a little harsh?
"For salvation...! Haa.. Haa..! Gentlemen, salvation is at hand!"
At that time, the preacher, who pulled out the cock that was in his mouth, shouted:
"Hard work, hard work, things you don't want to think about...! All of you! Throw it all away! You don't have to do that here..!"
When she cried out, all the men who were biting and sucking other women under the table crawled to her while focusing on her.
"Aah...! Preacher!"
"Give me...! Give me something!"
A man who had been stopped by sleepwalking begged to stab himself in the preacher's cheek, and the newly crawling men also tried to rub their stuff in the preacher's body.
"This is liberation, not corruption! If we go to the next world anyway...! It's a body to be thrown off! Even if you leave it to your desires, he won't be angry or angry! Because you are the only god for us!"
It was like a summer ant clinging to a falling candy.
The preacher poured out the pagan teachings as though two men sitting behind and below were stabbing their penises and anus simultaneously.
"Ohhh...!"
"Ouch, preacher...!"
In the future, touchy men rush to suck their erected cocks. The one below is grabbing his chest while pushing his back hard.
Everything seemed crazy.
You mean like this underground?
It also looked at the face, and five of the men were participants in the daytime rally.
What's Cityguard?
Is this all about the acoustics?
As the men emptied, the women who were having sexual intercourse under the table looked around like they were looking for prey, and crawled slowly to look at me once.
"Haa..."
"Haaah... Haaah..."
"Haa..."
These lunatics.
Once I went in a little bit, no one seemed to care about me because of the dark acoustics. Women have been clinging to me as if it were natural, and the men and preachers on the circular table have been enjoying each other and shouting, "What?" They have not even given me an eye.
"Get out of my way, bitches."
I cleared out the women who were coming like zombies and went back inside.
I'm still the Paladin who defends morals and justice.