I was given a free tour for a while, but it's still tiring to stay standing, and at some point me, Stella and Nina sat side by side in a bench in the real world.

I'm sure it would look like a very strange threesome from the outside.

And in that world, my appearance is apparently no different from that of this church. It's a grand priest outfit.

Stella said, "You're just sloppy with Seiklid. Whoa!" and pointed his mouth, "but there is the difference in virtue that it has accumulated.

Nina, dressed in a simple white robe for the general faithful, such as a beginner, was traveling all over the place tirelessly.

Wait a minute, Nina.

Stella chases him out of pity.

"Ooh! There's a big tree painting over here. I wonder who put it so full."

In front of the mural of the Great Divine Tree, a toddler girl has her neck pointed up. Everything beautiful in the cathedral is a masterpiece created by renowned genius artists, risking their entire lives.

"I wonder if it's an apple tree"

"You didn't turn into an apple. What are you doing, Nina?

Nina had a red crayon in her hand for some reason.

Is it the hidden function of the short cane in my hand? The toddler girl was hanging on the side of the mural, and as she climbed the scythe to clean the high spot, she drew red fruit in a crayon on the mural.

The painting winds are too different to completely float from the heavy touch of the mural, but the apple painting itself is a cute and good one. I didn't know you even had a picture talent, you all-purpose toddler.

"I got it! Apple, apple, apple, apple.

The toddler giggles delightfully. Momentum like this is going to add up to a painting of gorillas in pants blowing trumpets.

The red-haired girl looked up at the mural of the Great Divine Tree and leaked her voice.

"Oh, oh, I did. But this is a world of lies, so it's okay to flirt...... is it?

Stella I ate at first, but I changed my perception that if I really did it, I'd be free to do it in this virtual world, too, not with the big eyeballs.

"Um, don't be too impotent, both of you."

It should be noted that the high priest stabbed the goose, but it appears to be too late.

Stella puts a paintbrush with colorful paint between her fingers, like a nail, Jackin, and crosses her arms.

"He's nodding that my brush wants to draw! Art is a blast!

"Nina will do more too!"

The walls of the cathedral transform into a painting campus of the Sisters of the Demon King, with new art beside the murals of the Great Divine Tree “Demon King Castle and delightful companions feat. Gorilla" was painted.

The two people who enjoyed painting enough said, "What are you going to do next?" And he approached me.

"Right. Might as well relieve stress at the treasure house."

I'm no longer going to stop either. Rather, this is a good opportunity, so I have also felt that there are barbarian plays that destroy the authority of the Church and plunder its dignity.

Upon leaving the cathedral, he took the two of them out of the cathedral in order to make their way to the sleeping treasure hall where a number of the treasures had been collected.

Marble columns lined up to surround the immense diocese, and the statues of saints boasted of greatness on its columns.

A few generations ago, there is also the figure of a great priest who fought the Demon King with the brave. Going forward, when those who have achieved merit are certified saints, will they once again add more columns to decorate the statues?

Nina looked up at the statue and shivered brutally.

"Oh dear... have they all been stoned?

Stella pinned her tail. I'm so excited that my robe is going to lift up and see my underwear.

"It's a petrification curse! Don't be so eggy!

"Oh, you had that rumor. I can't believe that when talented people reach the peak of their abilities, they're petrified, preserved, and resurrected to the crisis in King's Capital."

Tears come to Nina's eyes.

"Ugh, wow, wow, wow! I feel sorry for you! If Oi is stoned, Nina is lonely... and Oi is gone... ahhh"

How about it. It's more like a hora than a rumor, but the innocent Nina seems to have believed it.

"It's okay. If Stella is stoned, I will curse her properly and restore her."

"Ke, but... oh, my God - you've turned to stone..."

"The curse of petrification will not work on me"

"Really?"

"Yeah, it's true."

Then finally, Nina relieved herself of her breasts.

"Good... don't lose it. 'Cause Nina and I are gonna miss you."

Stella turned around and said, "Beh, you can't miss me. Because it's only me. I'm just playing with you like this because it's your neighborhood, and yes, don't worry about it!," he pointed his mouth.

The Demon King sisters are immersed in the church from day to day without any work such as aggression and looking forward to singing and playing tea and treats. Peace in the world has been on for a while now.

I stopped in front of a fountain in the middle of a cobblestone square ahead, through a forest of stone columns lined up neatly.

"Here's the treasure house."

I pointed to a stone building positioned west of the square, and I was about to take you both...

"From here on out is content for the good followers."

With △ in front of me! something like a combined sign emerged.

I could barely do it, but Stella and Nina stayed on foot on the spot.

"Ahhh! That's crazy! Even though I'm such a devout believer that I pray in church every day, 'May the Great Cleric have his pinky finger smashed into the corner of the furniture'? Let me through for a second. Here! Good demon king's street!

Were you praying for that? It's plain harassment.

Nina also lowered her eyebrow butt.

"I can't move on anymore. Oh, wait a minute."

More letters were projected into the air before the Demon King sisters and floated. In addition to the large written message, there is a part of the small letter that is stuffed with surprises.

For the most part, I hate to say it's important, but what I have to say is what's on this fine string.

Large string - this was largely noted on the fishing feed part.

'Simply sign here for the latest content'

Nina takes out the crayon and tries to write her name. Stella also had a pen in her hand.

"Eh, your name is Nee..."

"If you write here Master Stella the Great Demon, you can play on!

You two don't seem to have been able to confirm properly.

"Wait a minute. Look closely. It's above the field where you write your name."

Nina kept her neck tilted, but Stella turned her eyes hah.

"What the hell is this! Incoming notification! Letter tiny!?

Speaking of paperwork, Stella used to bring her profile that she wanted to work in the "Last Church," but even though she called herself a devout believer, she didn't even get in.

"Now, when you arrive, you will receive an exclusive luxury believer robe for the good followers. Limited to 100 incoming privileges. When are you incoming? Right now! '

Ugh. And I went out of my mouth, but I managed to push it off.

But I can't stop my sisters if they stop me.

Then a luxury robe appeared in front of them.

This is a silver embroidered product that is not found in simple, bright white popular products. The silky gloss on the luxurious design was "different from normal followers," something that seemed to soak up superiority just through the sleeves.

Stella said, "Humph!" and made his nose rough.

"I definitely need to get this! Exclusive. Exclusive!

"I hope Nina's okay with you too."

To the two of you trying to run a crayon and a pen, I pinch a cough.

"Cohon...... er, neither of you should be caught exclusively. Check this disclaimer."

I point and explain a string as small as an ant line.

"When you register as a good believer, you must donate all your property to the Church"

It's called running away from home. Demon King's Property = Demon King's Castle foreclosure was also inevitable.

Stella rushed into a stop when the toddler signed "nee" in a crayon and even Na's.

"Nina, stop! Sister, I like this white regular robe, too. I miss Nina only when she gets a sparkling robe."

The crayon fell out of the toddler's hand.

"Fa!? Well, then maybe Nina should be too."

I got nothing this time, but this virtual world seems to be trapped everywhere.

Let us enjoy the painting, and this is not a trick that was alarming or lacking.