episode_0054

When I first heard from the Apostle, I was overjoyed.

The urgent voice that came through the smartphone revealed how desperately he was looking for me.

An apostle is a person who represents God.

His will is the will of God.

Therefore, saying that Jiham is looking for me is the same as saying that God needs me.

As a priest serving Kronos, how could I not be happy?

In fact, it would be a lie to say that I don’t have any doubts or even the slightest anxiety.

Why did he ask me to suck his breasts?

Why do you commit something that can only be called adultery and adultery?

Why did he try to secretly increase his power without officially registering as a hunter?

Many questions are mixed up.

And those questions are covered under the words God’s will and the Apostle’s will.

However, you don’t necessarily want to dig through everything to find out the true meaning.

Because it is arrogance to believe that humans can completely understand God’s will, I simply tried to quietly follow the Apostle even if I had doubts.

But today, I became convinced after receiving a call from the Apostle.

‘As expected, I wasn’t wrong.’

“Don’t you know Kronos?”

Room 506, Warmanville.

scene of crime.

A space where evil that seeks to rape delicate women is born.

This is the place the Apostle spoke of.

“is it so. There’s no way you would know. A person who lives in this world with correct beliefs would not be able to commit such a crime.”

With a reverential heart, I thrust my right hand into the front door with all my might, and with a loud bang, my hand got stuck halfway in.

I clenched my hand and slammed my fingers into the front door.

Then, an evil voice hissing comes from inside.

“Don’t be too scared. Kronos is the god who rules time. If you haven’t actually committed a sin and haven’t accumulated time for it yet, Kronos will forgive you.”

As I slowly pull the door open, it starts making strange noises and howling.

But it’s okay.

A door like this can be restored by turning back time.

At that moment, the door was torn off with a loud noise.

Not only the door, but also the door lock and the wall of the studio were slightly damaged, but it was all as expected.

“Who are you… !”

Embarrassed, the evil steps back and spreads distance between itself.

After all, darkness feels fear in front of light.

＂Rest assured. I am an ordinary priestess who serves Kronos. “I came here at the command of the apostle to save you and the woman there.”

I looked behind him.

Inside a narrow studio room.

A woman was lying on a small bed just below the window.

With the top off… .

With somewhat hazy eyes… .

“iced coffee… . I finally got my hands on it. “It is truly unfortunate.”

“Now that it’s like this… . You too, with Jian… … !”

Evil rushed at me.

But it’s frustratingly, ridiculously, and ridiculously slow.

In terms of sinkhole grade, B1 seems like a waste.

It looks like he’s trying to use a skill because he’s trying to cover my mouth with his right hand, but his movements are like those of a complete beginner.

He is worse than the apostle who first wielded the spear.

ah… . Nope. The thought I just had was so blasphemous. Before I go to bed today, I must pray for forgiveness with all my heart.

“It’s slow.”

“… … Kuhoo!?”

I lightly burrowed into the evil one’s arms and punched him in the stomach.

Nope. To be precise, I lightly placed my fist on my stomach.

Originally I was going to hit him in the face, but I changed my mind. If you make a mistake in controlling your power and your head is blown off, you will die instantly and cannot be revived with any of your abilities. However, if you accidentally puncture a hole in your stomach, it can be reversed.

“Luckily there was no hole.”

＂Ooooh… … .＂

Evil fell to the ground, clutching his stomach.

As he was writhing in pain and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, it seemed like he was bleeding internally.

“it’s okay. People don’t die right away. “I will bring you back to life before I die.”

＂Jian!＂

At that time, I faintly heard the Apostle’s voice.

It looks like he’s running up the stairs.

iced coffee… .

I’m sure you’ll praise me for executing my orders brilliantly, right?

“If possible… . Just like back then… … .＂

I licked my lips without thinking.

The feeling of licking the Apostle’s chest comes back to me.

The time I kissed the Apostle’s body… .

When the Apostle’s hand passed through my thigh and entered my secret area… .

When you caressed my body for such a long time… .

A pleasure given by God. There was a time when God’s representative was struggling with the intense happiness I brought him… .

“How on earth should I deal with this desire?” .＂

First, I controlled my mind.

You shouldn’t be seen as a light woman.

Even if my heart is hoping for my body to feel lighter.

I am a priest who serves Kronos and a woman who serves Jiham.

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I held Jian’s hand tightly and looked around the studio room from the side.

In reality, this was my first time here, but I felt a sense of familiarity because I had seen this place many times in VR.

‘Thanks to Hyejeong, I cleared the mission safely… .＇

[Mission successful! ] [ Save Bojian, who was kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend Kang Gwang-beom! ]

[ Success Reward! ] [Stop time + 10 seconds]

I checked the mission success alarm once again and recalled what happened a little while ago.

When I ran up the stairs, the whole situation was already over.

The door and walls of the one-room apartment were torn off, and a guy who was either Gwan Kang-beom or Kang Gwang-beom was lying in the middle of the room, coughing up blood.

As I stood there in shock, Hyejeong called my name in a friendly way and led me into the room.

And then he returned, lightly carrying the broken door, and completely restored the damaged space with a short word, ‘Restoration.’

The same goes for the guy bleeding on the ground. At the word ‘restoration’, that guy’s pale face started to turn red.

I said, ‘It’s amazing…’ As I muttered, Hyejeong knelt in front of me with a face full of anticipation. He then put his hands together and emphasized, “As Jiham said, I drove out evil with these hands.”

I was wondering how to react to this, and then I thought, ‘Good job. “Thanks to you, I survived,” he said and patted his head. Then, ‘Ahh… … .’ He was happy and made a strange sound. He even twisted his body with an ecstatic expression, wondering how good a mere compliment was.

At that time, Kang Gwang-beom came to his senses and hurriedly opened the front door and ran outside.

Unlike me, who was startled and flinched, Hyejeong calmly stood up and said that she would take responsibility and bring that evil to justice.

Even Ya Hye-jeong went outside chasing that man.

Now, the only people left here were Bozian, who was covering himself with a blanket with his top off, and me, caught up in a strange sense of excitement.

“president… . Thank you.”

Bojian’s voice coming from inside the blanket is trembling.

It was scary because it was a situation right before being raped.

“Are you feeling okay?”

“yes… . are you okay… … .＂

“Shouldn’t you go to the hospital? I should have given Hyejeong back some time and told her to go… . “I also forgot because I was in a hurry.”

“no… . You will fully recover in just a little while. “I know because I’ve been through it a few times.”

“… … I’m glad.”

In my heart, I just wanted to get on the bed like this.

If you just take off the blanket, Jian will be exposed with her chest exposed.

Naturally, you will be able to enjoy vaginal sex while holding breasts that are too big to hold with just one hand.

‘still… . Forcing sex on a woman who had just almost been raped is a bit… … .＇

I shook my head and composed myself.

There are plenty of opportunities in the future.

Now that the guy who is either Kang Beom or Gwang Beom is gone, it will be okay to take it easy and meet again next weekend.

‘Rather, it would be better for the future to be treated warmly now.’

Even if I am in a relationship with my sponsor, there is no harm in making me look good to Jian.

Sex becomes enjoyable only when there are a lot of emotions, whether good or bad.

“Then, rest well in the morning… . It’s okay to be late for work by an hour or two, so I leave leisurely.”

“… … .＂

When I let go and tried to get up, Bozian held my hand tightly.

＂Ah..Can I not go?＂

He slightly lowers the blanket and looks at me with eyes trembling with anxiety.

“If I’m alone… . You… you seem so scared… . “Can you stay with me a little longer?”

And he pulled me slowly.

Bring the hand you were holding towards your chest.

At that moment, without realizing it, I cupped my chest and squeezed it.

“ah… … ♥＂

“… … .＂

The warm body temperature and soft texture crawled up my hand and challenged my patience.

＂Oh..what I was supposed to do today… . You can do it here… . It’s okay… … . ＂