This is Las Boss, Demon King, "Church" in front of Castle.

The feast began by the brewery.

"Now swallow or sing! God forgive!

"" "" Monkey cum! ""

Adults and Mocupples gather, lay down their troubles and make more noise.

When picked in the dense forest, puffy tree fruits and fruits lined up, and the corn powder was melted in water and baked bread was behaved.

Me and Stella are sitting right next to each other in God's company.

When you claw over the top of the table and cheerfully laugh and empty the cup with the liquor, the replacement moccups take their chances.

Plus a silo beard came to Stella with a glass and a terracotta watering filled with corn liquor.

"Go ahead."

The Demon King is confused when he brings the cup.

"Huh? Hey, hey..."

As soon as Berial leads to Stella crying.

"Oh! Would you mind swallowing my people's liquor -!?

Crying Uedo tangled with his boss. This is nasty. But completely Berial seems to be the intent of the Mocupple god, and I even ran out of words with my people.

A real god who was the source of the stone statue on the rock wall (?) Bad for, but if both Belial and the Mocupples are happy, it might be a good idea to lend them a temporary name.

Corn liquor is poured into Stella's cup.

The Church forbids underage drinking, but demon kings are outside its jurisdiction, not just human rules.

Stella with a troubled face asks me for help with her gaze.

"Isn't that nice? Because you're welcoming me."

"Okay, just a little bit, then"

The red-haired girl put her mouth on the chibi and corn liquor.

- Five minutes later.

Stella went down about half the cup and started to sleep with Suyasuya.

Apparently, he's vulnerable to alcohol.

"" "" Go, eh! Go on, eh! Go for it! Go for it!

When the witch fell asleep, there were indeed ten Mocupple tribes, who tried to carry Stella to the altar by lifting her up to her torso.

Unexpectedly barbarian mocupple.

Goat-like sheep-like horns grow, but how about a round roast of demon kings? But eating meat seems to mean hunting habits without weapons. Will it also be used in traps?

Or maybe they are attacking magic users and don't need weapons in battle or hunting.

And while I was discussing it, Stella's dress was about to be taken off.

God can tell you without me stopping.

"I am satisfied with the feast treat. You don't have to! Let him sleep!

"" "" Ha! Kamisama!

Totally belial with God on the board, but let's not forget that we owe the booze momentum.

Nevertheless, this is a relief.

Looking back in time, Stella and Berial sent to the "Last Church” with metastatic magic, and told the Mocupples, "God has been satisfied with your festivities. Once again, a thousand years of peace will be brought to this land," but let's disperse.

As for the sprouts of the Great Divine Tree, Stella will help me to incinerate them at a later date... or something like that.

And I just got my thoughts together, and Belial wrapped his arms around my neck and put his face close.

"Are you swallowing, Cleric?

"Yes, of course."

The corn liquor was chilled from bottle to pot with running water from the waterway, and it was just “water of life” staining the dry body on a dense forest walk.

The acidity is moderate, with a unique but sweet taste. The Mocupples seem to be good at brewing.

Maybe that goddess lady likes alcohol just as much as Belial.

Belial's chewing on me.

"It's Seiklid! You're having fun today! Oh, it's a pleasure to be free to drink! This way, some of the people I talk to are perfect."

"Well, there's the public eye."

Some things here are done with "Kamisama!".

I guess Berial has also been hoarding his depression (nagging) ever since he went to a tasting party at the Sage Ultra-conference the other day.

"I'll swallow till I throw up today -!

"" "" Kamisama!

Don't cheer me up. Mocupple tribe.

"You're getting hot! Bring more booze!

When he stood up, Berial took off his armor.

"" "" Kamisama!

And I even hang my hands under armor like a bodysuit.

"I don't need clothes or anything. Aah! Or seiklid...... take it off"

"Yes?"

"Look! Aren't my people naked?

It's covered in body hair, but if you ask me, it is.

The Mocupples didn't even wear hips.

"People! Take the priest off!

"" "" Moki cum!

A mocupple that will kill me and a berial that will take it off with laughter.

You can't resist them with force and hurt them, and I begged God.

"Excuse me, just give me a break with my pants"

I may take it off if necessary, but I am unconscious of these ways to be taken off.

Sleeping Stella was not eligible for stripping, and I barely guarded my underwear, and when it came to Bereal, "because Kisama took off her top," she exposed herself without giving me a boob.

The joy, cheer and worship eyes of the Mocupples at this time were enough to rock a peaceful platform.

How happy Belial seems to be to shoulder with the mocuples scratching their agara, waving their breasts and singing.

I'm really excited to talk about what happened today, where Belial returned to sanity later.

Equal to no lyrics or anything else, but the singing "Mockingjay" continued to sound soaring until the sky stained with cedar.

The burning fire is burning and the feast is not going to end yet.

And then...

Beyond the red-dyed evening mist, a giant bird silhouette emerged.

"KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE! After you seal the holy power, Olesama will ravage you!

A demon clan of fan eagle-faced with black eyes on his white head stepped down, sounding the squeaking of a tall monster bird.

The Mocupples grab a cup of corn liquor and walk all the way to the Demons.

"You shouldn't!

They didn't even ask me to stop them, and the inhabitants put up a cup for the Demons.

"I'm begging for my life. I'm bored."

A yellow razor-clawed hand beat the Mocupples apart.

It's a lightly paying move, but the Mocupples jumped like rubbers and rolled into cobblestones.

Stand up immediately and I'll treat you with healing magic.

Attracted by the signs of budding...... I'll try to pick it up.

Leave a big scratch in your heart to keep you away from this platform again.

Head feathers spread like that fan, they pull out and burn without a single bottle left.

And before I could speak, God stood up.

Shake the fruit off your big chest.

"Kisama... I will not forgive you... not only will you reject the cup of friendship of my people... but you will die if you hurt me!

Half-naked, Berial put up a three-fork spear.

I ask Shirohige to "evacuate all of you now".

but is it shocking that his companions were hit, the Mocupples were shivering and unable to move on the spot.

The Weird Bird Demons raise their voices.

"KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE! Olesama is the demon-winged demon king Gardarn on sale right now! You milky bitch! It's so cute!"

I can't even argue with you because it's a fact, but Belial, who was told she was a crazy woman, roughed up her voice.

"I am God!

"Are you mad at me? Keke!"

No, it's God. She still does this.

Even if it's upper body freestyle.

All in all, I don't know how much Gardarn's power was, but I proceeded with the evacuation induction, applying the magic of mental stability that stifled my heart to the Mocupples, who trembled and dulled and could no longer move.

Ask me with a shivering beard.

"Or, Kamisama... Takebu?

"Yeah, don't worry, the god you all believe in is very strong"

Let me, of course, specify here that it is also the duty of the cleric who serves if God becomes in crisis to support it.