episode_0055

Because of Scarlett, the saint had to hang on a pillar for 50 hours. Of course, time in a dream did not flow the same way as in reality, but the time experienced by the person concerned was not much different from reality. Scarlett had no reason to leave Katarina alone for two days, but from Katarina’s perspective, she had been left unattended for more than two days.

“……”

A fly sat on her dry tongue and she rubbed her hands together. And then it flew away again like nothing happened. Some of the bugs that were coming in and out of the open lips fell deeper inside. Of course, the saint did not have time to pray for the bug that ended its life unexpectedly.

“Ah…”

Her dry throat desperately needed water. However, the painfully clear sky did not allow Katarina even a single drop of rain, but warmed her body with the warm sunlight. Unlike the first day, in an empty square without a single person, Katarina suffered from all kinds of pain, including thirst. Even bitter cold and terrible heat tormented her alternately day and night. However, Katarina did not blame God.

‘Saint. ‘My life was so hard that I stole money from my neighbors.’

‘The cost of medicine for my mother’s illness was so expensive that I couldn’t even buy the medicine and was left bedridden.’

‘I abandoned my child far away.’

Many people came to the saint and confessed their sins. Katarina couldn’t tell if they truly regretted their sins. They confessed their sins in detail without shame, and after hearing from the saint that their sins would be forgiven, they left feeling relieved. The secret of the confession had to be kept, and the guilt was passed on to Catherine, who knew the sin but could not do anything.

One time, Catherine, who learned that someone else had been put in an unfair situation by someone who had gone to confession, reported the fact to a nun in the Department of the Divine Liturgy. Instead of solving the problem, the nun stripped Catherine naked and beat her in the penance room. After that, Katharina not only did not reveal the sin she had confessed to, but also tried to forget it as much as possible.

‘I violated my daughter.’

Thus, the suffering remained the saint’s responsibility.

“…Ha.”

Pain was just around the corner and death was not far away. Katarina could not understand why there was sin in the world if there was an omnipotent God, and therefore he was right. Does God really exist if he does not punish those who deserve punishment and provide salvation to those who deserve salvation? If there is a God, is there any reason for her to suffer so much after being given the name of a saint?

“Gahaa…”

Flying insects were flying around the fake saint, trying to get even the traces of honey. Katarina thought it was like the bugs that buzzed around the corpses she saw so many times as a child. His body, red with insect bite marks, trembled as if he was worried about the coming night.

A saint should not blame God. On the other hand, Katarina thought there was no point in blaming God. Because God doesn’t exist.

The sun started to set again today.

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Even if it wasn’t reality, the warrior felt like his heart would break when he saw Etrusia, whom he loved like a younger sister. He blamed himself for not being able to alleviate the pain that real-life Etrussia was going through. Even though he said it was not voluntary, he couldn’t help but resent himself for revealing his sexual excitement in an obscene way.

“A hero who will leave a lasting mark in history. Thanks to Etrussia, peace came to the world.”

Etrussia, wearing ornate armor and driving a chariot made of gold, raised one hand in the air and greeted those who welcomed her. Colorful flower petals fell on the wide streets of the capital, and people welcomed a true hero.

“He is a great hero who captured the Demon King, a long-standing enemy of humans, and the hero who betrayed humans.”

People filling the streets applauded and chanted the hero’s name.

“Etrusia! Etrussia!”

Etrusia, who was smiling at the people, took out a whip. But people were not shaken. The target of the whip was not just an animal.

“You’re walking too slow!”

“Ugh…!

“Keuheup…!”

The two of them were worse than beasts.

“Like a demon, I guess I have to be beaten to be listened to.”

It wasn’t a horse to pull the tram. A naked warrior who could not even cover his genitals, and a demon king with his horn cut off and wearing only high-heeled shoes pulled an Etruscan chariot. Although their backs and buttocks were already showing signs of being beaten, Etrussia did not spare the beating.

“Don’t be lazy!”

Astaroth, wearing a bit of a thin stick used for horses, groaned, his red eyes shining. Unable to bear the pain, her large breasts naturally bounced every time she shook her body. People who saw the free movement of her bare breasts, not even covering her nipples, clapped and laughed.

“They say he’s the devil, but he looks like a prostitute!”

Astaroth, who could hear all the insults directed at them with his pointed ears, tried to ignore them and moved on. However, he could not hide his red face.

“That damn bastard deserves a crush!!”

The story of a beautiful demon king who seduced a warrior to betray humanity was an interesting story for people. It would have been even more interesting if a great hero had conquered the demon world and captured both the hero and the demon king.

“How long have you two been together before you get along so well?”

Etrusia, leisurely holding the reins, muttered as if to be heard.

“Do you think the demon bitch’s pussy is a little different?”

Etrusia calmly spoke vulgar language and smiled a unique smile that was often seen even among warriors. However, rather than kindness, his expression was filled with a sense of victory.

“Otherwise, you wouldn’t be able to stand on your ass like that, even after going through something like this!”

At the same time as the sharp sound of scraping flesh, the warrior swallowed his breath.

“Probably not. Yes? Warrior.”

Although Scarlett had many intentions, the warrior could not erase his shame. The pain of the whip, the pointing of people’s fingers, the demon king suffering humiliation right next to him, everything… made him excited.

“Etrusia! Etrussia!”

With shouts of the hero’s name, the chariot that Etrusia rode moved forward at a slow speed. After a few whippings, Etrusia did not bother to hurry them further. It was natural that the longer their shameful walk, the more humiliation they would receive.

Scarlett appeared in front of Katarina, who was half-conscious on the stage. Wearing leather pants like the men, she fluttered her lace sleeves and stroked the saint’s cheek.

“You waited a long time, right?”

Katarina, whose throat was dry and her tongue dry, could not make a sound, let alone respond. Scarlett kissed his cheek as if it didn’t matter and stretched out his finger to point into the distance.

“Can you see it? They’re coming over there.”

Katarina, who lifted her head while holding her cheek, saw a distorted space. The empty lot was torn down piece by piece and reassembled into a new space.

“It’s time for a reunion. Holy woman.”

As was the case from the beginning, the ordinary square naturally transformed into the center of the capital. And something came along the wide road. It was only after a while that Katarina realized that it was the Demon King and the Hero pulling a chariot naked.

“Ah, haaa…”

The person on the tram was Lady Ordellaphy, whom Scarlett had briefly seen because her hair was being grabbed. Since it was not reality, but a dream, and the princess she saw at that time was no different from a ruined woman, Katarina thought she was also a fake. As Scarlett proudly said, I expected the same to happen to the sealed demon lord.

But strangely enough, I had a feeling that the hero might not be a fake.

The warrior heading towards the platform where the saintess was tied up glared sharply at Scarlett. The platform where Katarina had been standing alone had suddenly become wide enough for ten people to stand on, and the hero and the demon lord were thrown side by side on top of it.

“Death to the traitor!”

“Death to the devil!”

Everyone living in the capital of a country raised their voices. Whether it was real or not was no longer important to the warrior and the saint. The hostility towards them and the pain they felt were the same as reality, so all that remained was to endure it.

“Eup…”

As the white palm lifted Katarina’s body in a gentle motion, the traces of her beatings and insect bites disappeared completely. The cleansed saint hung with both hands on the left side of the podium. And the hero was hung in the middle, and the demon king was hung on the right. In the midst of all this, people who saw the genitals of the warrior still standing tall burst into laughter.

“I think I’m going to use the devil’s pussy before I die!”

People who saw a relatively slender ‘fake’ saint, a strong-built warrior, and a voluptuous yet slender devil with their hands hanging one after another, could not take their eyes off their naked bodies even as they mocked and criticized them.

“A person who betrayed humans, a demon who opposed humans, and a bitch who called herself a saint! They all deserve to die, but I’ll give them a chance!”

As the Etruscans spoke, the bits were removed from their mouths. Then, ropes with small weights were placed in each mouth.

“The moment even one person drops the weight from their mouth, everyone will be hung on the gallows!”

A thunderous roar rang out. Scarlett, who was walking lightly behind the three, added a laugh.

“For two days. However, he will remain alive as long as he is hung. I hope so.”

The saint’s right ankle was tied together with the warrior’s left ankle. The hero’s right ankle was tied to the devil’s left ankle. The three genitals were clearly exposed between their legs, which were spread wider than their shoulders.

“Inhale…”

“Ugh.”

“Sigh.”

Etrusia, surrounded by the cheers of countless people, stood majestically on the stage. Instead of a sword, she held a wide paddle in her hand. Just as her sword punished demons, it was time to punish unforgivable sinners.