episode_0068

The day after I ate a casserole that was so tasteless that I thought the sardine pie I had in England was a delicacy.

I held my gurgling stomach and sat next to the tentacle-loving shaman with a haggard face.

Gurgling! Gurgling! Gurgling…

The hot pot that His Holiness made must have been a big problem, as his poor stomach has been sending out signals since last night.

I held my stomach in pain again and told the shaman that I would be leaving for a while.

“I’m going to the bathroom. I feel a bit sick today.”

“Did you eat any food waste? Isn’t that body immune to even the slightest poison?”

“I ate something equivalent to that. So, when will that saint arrive?”

“Approximately 30 minutes? There were about 40 minutes left. I think you can come slowly.”

“Then go really slowly and arrive on time, so don’t worry too much.”

As soon as I got permission from the shaman, I immediately ran to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, wrung out what was left in me, and cursed.

“Fuck, what on earth is hotpot made from? Even most poisons won’t make this shit go away.”

They definitely used only ordinary ingredients, right?

Green onions, onions, carrots, meat, soy sauce, salt, sugar, etc.

How could they make such a poison when only normal ingredients were used?

“Really… I was thinking of getting some points this time because I heard it was delicious, but I definitely crossed the line by giving it poison.”

I was the one who smiled and ate the British sardine pie that other people had criticized and complained about, without changing my expression.

I am a person who ate three of the combat meals provided by the military in one sitting.

You send a person like that to the goal after just taking one bite?

Isn’t this a bit much?

“It has to be moderately tasteless to give praise. I thought I was drinking water from the Dead Sea.”

You don’t know how pitiful it was for him to cry when I told him it wasn’t delicious.

But what can you do?

It was a stew that even the hellhound from hell would say, ‘Ah, this is a bit…’.

Thinking about his terrible cooking skills, I sighed and shook my head.

“When I get married, I will have to cook. Are there really no men like this? He has great muscles, is confident that he can do well at night, and is also very family-oriented. Huh, even if I think about it, there is no such thing as an alpha male.”

After chatting to myself like that, my poor stomach finally calmed down, and I decided that I was okay by this point, so I finished cleaning up and came out and took a seat next to the tentacle-loving shaman.

“Phew… I think I’ll buy something now. What is the expected arrival time of the Lily Church saint?”

“About 10 minutes from now. I hope you can move on easily.”

“Well? First of all, from my feeling, I don’t think this matter will go over so smoothly.”

“Don’t say anything sinister, Rakshasa. When you say it, it becomes reality.”

“What should I do when I have a good feeling, bitch? So have you ever suffered from my special persimmon?”

“…I have one.”

“When?”

“When you went crazy with lust for a moment and attacked your childhood friend, the fox girl?”

“…”

Yeah, that happened.

But fuck, that happened because you touched something I had saliva on.

Wow!!!

I growled as I plunged a honey chestnut into the top of the head of a tentacle-loving shaman.

“Again, if you stick your tentacles at her one more time, I will put you and the tentacles in purgatory, so just know that. Do you understand?”

“1:1 pure love with tentacles in purgatory… Isn’t this rather a reward♡”

“You idiot, I’m going to send you as a soul, so what should I do with Sunae Yasu?”

“Ah.”

The shaman gave a short sigh, then made a sinister expression and asked me a question.

“By the way, is everything going well with the fox lady? There’s still time left until the saint comes, so why not write a story?”

“What are you going to do? How do I know that after listening to this, you’ll become possessed by her and start fucking with her again?”

“At that time, it was a situation where there was nothing we could do because it was so full of weak drugs? I was in a situation where I couldn’t think straight at all.”

“How is that any different from saying that the rapist has been drinking so please take a look at him just once, you crazy bitch.”

“You said I did something wrong? So you apologized and compensated sufficiently, right? Unlike a rapist who somehow tries to lessen his punishment.”

The conscienceless shaman spoke confidently and kept begging me to release the story, and feeling annoyed by this, I hit her on the head again with the blade of my hand.

“Noisy, I don’t know what might happen if I encounter a saint, so why are you making fun of me like this? I plan to go on a rampage if the situation arises, so make sure to put up a protective barrier around me.”

“It hurts, but it doesn’t make any difference whether there is a protective barrier or not, right? If you go on a rampage, everything will break anyway, right?”

“But wouldn’t it be better to have it? I wonder if the protective barrier set up in advance could prevent the destruction to some extent.”

The tentacle-loving shaman looked disapproving at my words, but began to put up protective barriers around the airport, and I lifted my spirits as I saw the planes arriving at the airport.

As the shaman and I finished preparing to welcome the saint, a woman who clearly said, ‘I am a saint’ finished the immigration process and came towards us. She must have sensed that we were from the underworld, and she smiled brightly and spoke to us.

“!@#$%^&*”

What are you saying?

I don’t know English, damn it.

—–

“The sense of magical energy is minimal, and there are almost no demons or monsters wandering around, so it is a peaceful country. Isn’t that right?”

Inside a descending aircraft.

The saintess, who was looking at the peaceful scenery, spoke in a low voice, and the giant shota incubus smiled brightly and answered.

“I think so, master. But in a peaceful place like this, don’t you think the people in the backworld would have little military power?”

As a species that easily attracts people’s affection, it is a large-cock shota incubus that immediately starts flattering people.

In response, the saint stroked Eumma’s head and spoke softly.

“It would be half and half. As you said, it is either a place so peaceful that everyone is rusty, or they have a strong enough military force to maintain peace.”

Well, I think it would be closer to the latter.

After swallowing her words, the saint looked out the window and saw two men and women waiting for her, and immediately gave an order to Eumma.

“Shota? It’s a command. From now on, you must find one spirit creature in this country.”

“It is difficult to pick and find just one of the many spiritual creatures, master. Please give me a detailed explanation.”

“Hmm… I heard from the goddess that it’s a fox spirit creature, so first take a look around and report. If you think you can subdue him, subdue him and bring him back.”

“Is there any such thing? I’ll go find it right away!”

Shota Incubus, who spoke energetically, turned into black mist and disappeared, and the saintess slowly began to sweat from the hot energy that grew stronger as she got closer to the ground.

“As expected, the latter is correct as I thought, because peace can never be achieved without force. Anyway, such strong energy…”

licking.

The saint placed her hand on her damp lower abdomen and quietly tasted it.

“If you’re a woman, you can’t help it, but if you’re a man, I think it would be really good. Subjugating such a strong man and seducing him… Doesn’t the thought of it make me wet down below?”

As her body heated up with anticipation, the saintess had a great time enjoying the rattling vibrations as the plane landed.

“Huhhh… Ah♡”

By the time the plane had finished landing, the sheets were soaked with the saint’s holy water to the extent that one could believe that the bottled water had accidentally spilled on the sheets.

“Phew… I think I’ll finally buy something now. It’s great to have your mind filled with passionate sex, but at the same time, it’s a bit burdensome, right?”

The saintess, smiling brightly as if she had a satisfactory time, got up from her seat and slowly began to approach the two men and women who were waiting for her.

On one side is a brown-haired woman wearing ordinary clothes but with an eerie feeling. On one side, there is a bald man who gives off the vibe that anyone can see saying, ‘I am a strong man.’

The saintess, who confirmed that it was the man who had the hot energy like the sun, now walked forward with a happy smile on her face.

How great would it be to subdue a man who exudes such a terrifying energy, make him submit, and then force him to have sex?

The stronger you are, the more you hate the humiliating face you see when you are abused. Would I really be able to endure humiliation if I were that strong?

The saintess, who was thinking in her head, hid her dark nature behind a mask of purity and waved at the two men and women who came out to meet her.

“Hello, Guardians? I think you were waiting for me, is that correct?”

“That’s right, saint of the Lily Order. I heard you were coming this way and came to meet you.”

“There was no need to come to meet me… Anyway, I was only planning to complete the mission the goddess told me to do and leave this country right away.”

Seeing the saintess speaking lightly as if it was no big deal, the shaman carefully asked her about her purpose.

“I’m sorry, saint? Could you tell me more about the ‘mission details’? We need to know so we can come here.”

“I can’t help it because it’s a bit uncomfortable to tell others. Please understand.”

“If you excuse yourself and go to sleep, and do not state a clear purpose, you will not be allowed in. Because that is the principle here.”

As the shaman spoke in a fierce voice and developed the techniques he had prepared, the saint sighed and opened her mouth.

“When you go to Rome, follow Roman law… Okay, if that’s the law, I have no choice but to tell you.”

The saintess, smiling brightly, slowly approached the two men and women who were wary of her and whispered quietly.

“I just came here to guide a lost fox to the goddess?”

As soon as she finished speaking, the man’s fist, like a pot lid, attacked the saint.

bang!!!!!