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    The sun sets and the moon rises.

    And the moon set and the sun rose again.

    The church was also filled with light.

    “Erm, rm. Mama”

    A man of enormous size is hanging on to a woman much smaller than him.

    I shook my waist.

    “Yes, baby”

    A woman being held by a man. Olivier smiles bitterly.

    I stroked the friendliness that rocked my body as I held it.

    “Mama, mamaaaa”

    The man with the gravelly voice was whining like a baby,

    The tiny penis, disproportionate to his massive size, twitched inside Olivier’s vagina.

    Pa-pad- pat- ph-

    Woo-ho-seong, who had been wiggling his legs, suddenly stretched out his body with a groan. He stretched out in a straight line from his waist to his thighs and to the tips of his feet.

    Woo-ho-seong’s body trembled as if he was having a convulsion.

    A stream of extremely clear, thin semen flowed out and ran down Olivier’s vagina.

    “Tsk, what a shame”

    Olivier roughly pushed the friendly woman who had just finished ejaculating away with his foot and scooped up the liquid flowing from her vagina into his mouth.

    It tasted musty and rotten.

    “Ugh. I can’t use it anymore”

    Olivier, who had been clicking his tongue a few times, spat on the side of the bed.

    Then, naked priests who were rolling around on the floor quickly crawled over and fought to lick the spittle.

    Males who have lost their mate try to get as much of the fluid that the female spits out.

    They started fighting, their bodies tangled and their hair pulled out.

    Who would think that they are gods after seeing that appearance?

    His nose was bleeding, his teeth were knocked out, and one of his eyes was ruptured and fell out to the side.

    Olivier chuckled at the sight.

    They’re just badmouthing each other just to lick a spit.

    Males were truly foolish and simple.

    That’s why Olivier really liked males.

    “Mama”

    At that moment, Woo-ho-ssi, who had been pushed aside, crawled in with his eyes wide open.

    The penis was already limp and not erect.

    I ejaculated so much last night, it would be strange for more to come out.

    Still, friendliness hugged Olivier’s thigh and placed it on her feet.

    I rubbed my vagina. There was no semen, only clear Cooper’s fluid spurted out.

    Olivier looked at her toes and her sex-obsessed friendliness as if he was sick of it.

    “Didn’t I tell you to stop?”

    She lowered her voice, not hiding her displeasure.

    A male who cannot ejaculate has already lost his usefulness.

    Not only was he friendly, but so were all the males that littered the place.

    “Ah. Mom. I’m sorry…”

    Did Olivier notice that you were in a bad mood?

    Woo-ho-seong had a very frightened look on his face and a sad expression.

    It was the same with other priests.

    They were trembling and bowing their heads to the floor while they were fighting fiercely.

    “Okay, I’ll go wash up and come out. You guys come out too”

    “Yes, Mama”

    “Yes”

    Olivier rose gracefully and opened the door.

    The refreshing morning air tickled my nose pleasantly.

    Olivier, who felt pleased by this, slightly raised the corners of his lips.

    “Don’t fight too much”

    Olivier looked back, smiling.

    Filth- Filth- Whew

    Then he opened his mouth wide and let out thick saliva on the floor.

    Saliva dripping down in long, solid lines.

    All the males who saw it gulped.

    Finally, the moment Olivier closed the door

    I could hear the males fluttering wildly.

    A noise as if a war had broken out.

    Olivier washed himself to the sound of the noise.

    #

    That afternoon a guest came to the church.

    “A guest has arrived. Olivier”

    “Who is it?”

    Olivier tilted his head.

    If you think about it, there were always a lot of guests at the church.

    Priests who worship God, pilgrims, and believers who offer prayers.

    Isn’t a church something where hundreds of people come and go every day?

    Still, why did you come to me to report to me?

    It meant that the visitor knew himself.

    Olivier put his hand on his chin and made a “huh” sound.

    Naturally twisted legs.

    The chair rocked.

    “Oh my, can’t you just stay still?”

    “Heuheupp, heuheupp”

    Olivier muttered, frowning.

    At her words, the chair. Below, the old man wearing the chastity belt groaned naked.

    The old man had a gag in his mouth and was wearing a blindfold.

    He was wearing a chastity belt and not wearing priestly attire.

    The old man’s identity was that of the bishop of this church.

    The bishop was immediately captivated by Olivier’s unexpected visit and willingly became her sex slave.

    A sticky liquid dripped from his chastity belt. The old bishop was panting with excitement.

    “Stay still!”

    Crack-! Phew-!

    Olivier took off his gloves as he watched the bishop panting heavily.

    Then he spread his round palm and hit the bishop’s buttocks.

    At the same time, a handful of whitish semen spurted out of the chastity belt.

    “Tsk, friendliness. Come here”

    “Yes! Mom!”

    The bishop trembled in pleasure and fell over. His eyes rolled back to reveal the whites of his eyes, but his mouth was smiling, which was creepy.

    Olivier clicked his tongue and waved at Woo-ho-seong, who was guarding him.

    Woo Ho-seong, who was looking at the bishop with envious eyes, called out to ‘Mama’.

    He gladly threw off his clothes and knelt down.

    “Yes. Who did you say the guest was?”

    “Ah, that”

    Olivier, seated on the wide expanse of friendliness, smiled contentedly.

    I looked at the priest who had come to tell me the news.

    The priest looked at the friendliness with eyes filled with envy and jealousy, then came to his senses at Olivier’s call.

    “It seems the battlefield’s singer has arrived”

    “Is that her?”

    “Yes”

    The song of the battlefield.

    A young girl who travels all over the continent singing.

    It was rumored that her voice boosted the morale of soldiers and even raised dying soldiers.

    For adventurers, knights, and others who risk their lives, the battlefield singer was someone they had to meet at least once in their lives.

    Of course, it wasn’t pleasant for Olivier, who knew that she was actually a crazy psycho.

    What kind of trouble is this jerk trying to cause here…

    “Okay. Tell him I’m coming to see him. Wait for him”

    “Yes, I will tell you. Olivier”

    “Please tell him. Be quiet. Wait”

    “Okay, now…”

    Olivier’s earnest request.

    The priest bowed respectfully and turned around.

    And the moment I put my hand on the doorknob.

    “Ah, shit”

    Olivier suddenly started swearing.

    Kwaaang-!

    “Hey you bitch, what are you hiding here eating that delicious food!”

    The door shattered and the priest standing in front was thrown out.

    A piece of debris flew towards Olivier, but Woo-ho-sung was quicker to take up his position and protect Olivier with his body.

    “Mom! Are you okay?”

    “Get out of the way”

    “Mama”

    “Can’t you hear me telling you to shut up?”

    Kiiing-!

    Olivier’s empty pupils sparkled with a strange sound.

    Woo-ho-seong flinched and hurriedly cleared his body.

    “Hey! You bitch!”

    It was a voice as lively and powerful as a broken door.

    Olivier locked eyes with a small girl with blonde twintails who was smiling at him.

    The girl ignored Olivier’s shining pupils and stuck out her middle finger.

    “Hey! Hehe. Where are you glaring at? You’re a blind person who can’t even see ahead”

    “I told you to wait? Don’t you think there’s such a thing as a brain?”

    Crack- Crack-!

    Light emanating from Olivier’s pupils.

    The bed and the furniture, the lamp, the wall, the fragments of the door. All of them hardened into a grayish white.

    Then it started to crack.

    The priests, including Woo-ho-seong, could do nothing but crouch on the floor and tremble.

    Their mother was angry.

    Ironically, the center of that light.

    The blonde girl was smiling brightly and basking in the light.

    Everything around the girl turned gray and white, but only the girl remained unharmed.

    “…”

    “Are you going to keep going? Don’t your eyes hurt?”

    “Hoo”

    The girl asked, snickering, and Olivier sighed and relaxed the tension in his eyes.

    Kii- The light that filled the room dimmed along with the sound of creaking.

    “Why did you come here…”

    “Wow! Seriously, I’m going crazy. This is so dirty”

    “…”

    Olivier sits on a chair with his hand on his forehead.

    The girl felt nauseous and pretended to vomit.

    “Hey. You”

    “Ugh. Ugh. Shut up, kuweeek”

    Then I actually ended up vomiting on the floor.

    “Wh! What the heck are you doing! You’re so dirty!”

    The girl who excitedly made pizza was standing there blankly

    He winked and made a “dahet☆” gesture.

    “Aye, really☆ You said you were joking, but you really did it☆ It’s because your bitch is too dirty, you slut☆”

    “Tell me what you want. Louise”

    “It’s a bit stiff, but my friend is here. Bring him a cup of tea”

    The battlefield’s songstress. Louise has an arrogant expression.

    I leaned back on the chair that had been completely torn apart.

    The chair immediately crumbled into rubble.

    “You, did you change your job from singer to clown?”

    “Open your mouth. Before I kill you”

    Louise, her buttocks buried in a pile of rubble, proudly held out her middle finger.

    Olivier twitched the corners of his mouth and giggled, just like Louise had done earlier.

    “Well, you’re more suited to being a clown than a singer”

    “I told you to open your mouth”

    Louise got up from the mound of dirt and started swearing and hitting her butt.

    Upon hearing those words, one of the knights stepped forward.

    “How rude! How dare you speak in front of our great mother!”

    “What rude? Me?”

    Silence fell in the room.

    Louise smiled brightly.

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