episode_0074

Deanna, with Sharon’s help, easily hid inside the Hypnosis Church. Both sides of the Hypnotism Church’s hallway were filled with strangely moving mechanical devices, so Deanna and Sharon had no reason to worry.

This place is the headquarters of the Hypnosis Church. It is not strange to say that they make minor hypnotic movements on intruders who enter the hypnosis cult without even thinking about it. The two consciously tried to look away from that place.

The mechanical devices crammed into both walls had other effects as well. By preventing Deanna from leaning against the wall, Deanna’s special skills of infiltration and infiltration were effectively hindered. Well, hiding in the palace of dreams didn’t mean much, but it was still a shame that I couldn’t act in the way I was used to.

The two quickly crossed the hallway. In front of the two people, a small door stood out. Deanna opened the door without hesitation and entered.

The place the two reached was a small warehouse, with folding chairs and dusty temples piled on top of each other. These are traces of what the Hypnosis Church once was. As I moved my gaze, I saw a statue of a pure woman, unimaginable in today’s hypnosis cult or dream palace, left in one corner.

“This is… … ”

“The devil statue… … Yes, Sharon.”

Deanna slowly lifted the temple. A being who was once called the goddess of knowledge and the goddess of reason, the name of that god was attached to the temple. But that was hundreds of years ago. From the perspective of a person like Sharon, it was a very long time ago. Even for Deanna, who has the lifespan of an elf, she can only think of it as a once-in-a-lifetime event.

The reason Deanna is wary of the Demon God is not because the Demon God is an evil god or because Deanna has good will. It’s just that the wizards who receive the protection of this demon god have bothered Deanna time and time again on the battlefield.

“But then, why is the demon statue here?”

Sharon asked Deanna. This place is the headquarters of the Hypnosis Church. There is no reason for a religious denomination to bring in statues of different gods, nor is there any need to leave them in a corner of a warehouse like this… … Except for one reason.

“This demon is the god served by the Hypnosis Church… … Is it?”

Rather than saying that a hypnotist with hypertrophied self-consciousness created a cult that worshiped himself as a god, the name of the cult is more appropriate that it was once a cult of another god, but no longer is. However, this demon god has lost his own name and does not even know what his followers believe. Is that what you expect?

The moment Deanna thought that, she felt a sign of presence behind the two of them. When Deanna turned her head, a woman wearing a black veil was there, looking at the two people.

“What business did you come here for?”

Deanna raised her hand to her sword, intending to cut the woman down when she brought out the weight. The same was true for Sharon, who sat next to Deanna. However, the woman only laughed lightly after seeing Deanna’s actions.

“Who are you?”

“Just a member of the religious order.”

Deanna put the temple in her hand back in its place. Then he carefully answered the woman.

“I came to see Morina.”

“It looks like you are what he was looking for. Please follow me.”

The woman said that and walked away with strides. Sharon and Deanna stood in the doorway and hesitated for a moment, but eventually Deanna made the first move. The woman seen from behind did not have muscles compared to those who made a living with bodies like Deanna and Sharon, but she still maintained a surprisingly healthy and balanced body.

But what caught Deanna’s attention even more than that was the black marks that were slightly visible from the border of the woman’s exposed flesh and clothes, and the obscene scent of bodily fluids that piled up in layers so that one could not guess their depth. Deanna moved slowly, smelling the scent.

The woman led the two people to the stairs leading down to the basement.

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“How much further down do I have to go to fight you?”

When the woman heard Deanna’s question, a smile appeared on her face.

“I guess you’re not depraved enough yet to use the goddess’s pussy. I need a chair to get down here, do you?”

“Chair?”

Deanna asked back. If you need a chair to get around, does that mean you need a wheelchair? The woman smiled and led Deanna to take a quick look down. Below, the church’s clerk-like acolytes, or hypnotists, were sitting quietly on something, lifting documents and moving about.

What they are riding on is definitely a chair. They too had trained bodies or had magical tattoos, as if they had once been capable adventurers, wizards, or knights. But now they were all just simple furniture, chairs that church members used in their daily lives.

Deanna swallowed her saliva when she saw that. It’s beyond the level of livestock, it’s treated like a chair. He laughed lightly, as if asking if it were true that women were not sufficiently corrupted. It may be surprising, but this is the place where even the goddess becomes corrupted… … It is a labyrinth of dreams.

Deanna glared at the woman. The woman lightly placed her hand on Sharon’s forehead. And then, just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared.

“Don’t worry, Deanna.”

But it was Sharon who moved first. Sharon said, holding Deanna’s hand.

“Because you will become the chair.”

Deanna was caught by Sharon without even having a chance to see where she had disappeared. Deanna swallowed her doubts about the depths of the Dream Palace and watched Sharon kneel on the floor herself.

Deanna hesitated, but eventually got on Sharon’s back. Sharon slowly took a step forward.

Sharon’s back was at the right height, and Deanna could easily see the hypnotic star and the decorations on the cupboard. Church members would come nearby at regular intervals and wind the mainspring to keep the mobile moving. The reason Deanna was able to see it carefully was because Sharon maintained the appropriate height.

As Sharon moved, her shoulder muscles engaged Deanna’s hand on the bottom of the chair. Deanna looked at the bottom of the chair and said.

“Sharon, your back is strong.”

Sharon was, after all, an adventurer who made a living through swordsmanship. Although she was not the only Deanna, she had muscles that were enviable. When I was sitting on Sharon’s back and looking at the muscles, I could clearly see the muscles contracting and expanding as Sharon moved one leg forward.

“Good as a chair.”

Sharon moaned happily when she heard those words. However, since Sharon is just a chair now, she is disqualified from speaking or expressing herself. Nevertheless, Sharon’s body trembled slightly as Deanna praised the ride.

When she went down the stairs, Sharon’s body was soaked. Even Sharon is not used to moving her body around in a chair. In addition, Deanna’s body is slim and flexible, but that’s a characteristic of Deanna’s body type; in order to move, she had to have more muscles than an ordinary human. Because of that, it is not easy to crawl on all fours with Deanna on your back.

Drops of sweat dripped from Sharon’s well-muscled shoulders, neck, forehead, and cheeks. At the same time, the beautifully elastic thigh muscles and the buttocks attached to them were glistening with sweat. As Deanna rubbed her slightly wet buttocks with her hands, Sharon’s body briefly contracted and stiffened briefly.

“Ha… … ha… … ”

Sharon’s trembling voice and the temptation to move her hand deeper attracted Deanna. As Deanna gently moved her hands against the flesh of her buttocks, a light moisture touched Deanna’s fingers, and the scent of Sharon’s legs spread everywhere.

“What?”

The moment Deanna’s fingers swept between Sharon’s buttocks, Sharon also couldn’t resist and leaned in slightly. In order to maintain a balanced upper body suitable for sitting, the thighs can be lifted normally, while the arms should be spread out and supported so that they do not bend. However, with Deanna’s weight already being supported, there is no way she could easily withstand the stimulation of Sharon’s pussy.

Fortunately, Deanna was able to stop herself from falling on Sharon’s tilting back. Although he did press down on Sharon’s head in the process. Sweat from Sharon’s head stuck to Deanna’s hands.

“Unni Sharon… … .”

Sharon is doing her best to serve as a chair. In that case, shouldn’t Deanna also do her best to play the role of the chair’s owner? Deanna also knew the appropriate method in this case. Because I’m used to it.

Deanna raised her hand and immediately slapped Sharon’s butt. As expected from a chair, Sharon shook her body slightly without complaining and then moved her body again to reach an appropriate height for Deanna.

It’s a strange feeling. When Sharon barely raised her back, Deanna’s eyes caught the decorations on the wall of the Hypnosis Church again. Through it all, I could smell Sharon’s thick sweat and other bodily fluids, and the unmistakable feeling of her muscles trembling.

“Sharon is a good chair.”

Sharon, like a chair, did not respond and slowly made her way through the hypnosis church. And then, finally, they made eye contact with the person they were looking for.

“Morina!”