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103 – Rust attends the Council of Deadly Sins #2

Murderer.

He committed his first murder at the age of five.

He stabbed the man who had abused him to death with a dagger and felt liberated.

That was the only murder I remember.

After that, he killed more people than he could even remember.

As a result, he became a tycoon with a bounty of 100 gold coins.

He gathered together twisted criminals similar to himself and founded the organization “Psychos”, and their name reigned like a nightmare throughout the kingdom after the war.

It was in the last few months that the murderer’s mood deteriorated sharply.

‘Those bastards who suddenly come out without any foundation and claim that they are the greatest sinners.’

Blood Crusade.

The sudden rise of pseudo-pagans made Murderer very uncomfortable.

‘The Sin Seat Rust? Is it right to hand over the position that has been vacant until now to a brat who has only made a name for himself for a few months?’

The selection of the throne of sins was the authority of Pope Gregory.

Pope Gregory had no influence over criminals and heretics and was not treated as a king.

Nevertheless, receiving the seat of the Great Sins Seat was like the worst honor that any criminal could dream of.

‘You bastard. ‘Aren’t you the guy who is in cahoots with the Pope?’

Murderer was a person with extraordinary senses.

He thought that Rust, who was sitting in front of him, was closely related to Pope Gregory the Church.

In fact, his stories contained many metaphors and implicit messages.

It was a biblical and theological story that could not be engraved in one’s body unless one had been involved in the Bible or church-related work for a very long time.

‘It’s clear that he’s a crow planted by that dastardly Pope Gregory to estrange and manipulate the participants of our Conference of Deadly Sins.’

Sykoz contacted the Walpurgis witches, whom he had been fighting and killing for ten years.

We also concluded an agreement to fight against the Blood Crusade members if they participate in this Conference of Deadly Sins.

Sze-.

At that time, the red-robed man pointed to his mask.

“Do you know what this red cross on my face means?”

The Cross.

It was a symbol of humiliating punishment, but after the cult’s rise, it symbolized the devoted love of the Lord Elohim.

The meaning of Rust, the throne of great sin, wearing it on his face.

After thinking lightly of it, Murderer said:

“It is a revolt against the religious denomination and a symbol of rebellion against the faith of the world—what is that?”

“No. Actually, it means nothing.”

“What?”

“My face, my hand gestures and foot gestures. There is no meaning to my obsession with impressions. The face behind the mask also has no meaning. I am only the voice. It is the voice of heavenly punishment blasting towards the world!”

What kind of bullshit is “? !?”

Murderer heard that Rust had been misleading and inciting many people.

If the story goes on long, this man, Rust, may use a strange magic called ‘brainwashing’ to harm them.

The murderer also thought it would be quicker to put blood on a knife than to have a conversation.

“Then let me ask you a question too! Do you know why I love daggers? The moment I lose my breath is the closest and most vivid feeling! Rust, what will it sound like when your breath dies!”

Sze-.

A murderer with a dagger drawn.

However, the reason he could not easily attack was because the Great Sin of Anger was sitting at the same table.

‘You brushed off the Witch of the Wheel like you were squeezing out a rag, right?’

The witch of the wheel was flattened like an ant crushed by a large palm.

Her tough life was still writhing.

“Ugh… .”

‘The guy named Rust may be very suspicious, but that guy named Lars is definitely the real deal. ‘Where did a guy like that come out?’

If you attack Rust, you will also have to prepare yourself for death by Lars who will intervene.

Sze-.

Murderer was now paying attention.

Because I wanted the witches to do something.

The witches of Walpurgis also must have had a great grudge against the Blood Crusade.

Soon the curse witch Bokor, who was holding a toad in her hand, opened her mouth.

“Then─.”

“Don’t interrupt what a man is saying! You nigger pussy! A barbarian bitch who doesn’t know that a woman must serve a man like her head! A woman’s mouth should only be open to bite a man’s dick! ”

“You fucking bastard! I’m really going to kill you! I curse you! Rust! You fucking bastard!”

Sze-.

Curse Witch Bokor seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and took out a strange doll from her bosom.

It was a doll made of straw.

“Voodoo Doll”.

It was a fetish used to curse others, and it was an ugly object.

‘Is it true? Isn’t this an item that costs about as much as a year’s budget of a large city in sacrifice and money to make? ‘You’re taking that out of here?’

Murderer was also a little embarrassed by this unconventional action.

Because he had been fighting against the curse witch Bokor for a long time, Murderer knew better than anyone else that her curse was ominous.

“Rust! If you nail this doll, your heart will stop! If you take off your mask and admit your mistakes to us right now, we will forgive you!”

“Would I die if I stuck my heart through a straw like that? This body, Lust, says, I am truly sex. When it comes to sex, getting plugged in and getting fucked is everyday life! You can’t kill me with something like that.”

Sigh-!

The man stood up.

Rust said as a huge bulge on his clothes caught people’s attention.

“I will also curse you. The moment I plunge this thick holy spear into you, curse witch Bokor, you will die without even being able to scream!”

“You fucking bastard! Don’t mock me!”

Pot-!

Curse Witch Bokor drove the rusty nail in her hand into the straw doll.

And at that moment, Rust, wearing the red cross mask, trembled.

“Geuak! Ugh! Cough!”

“Kyahahahahaha-! How are you? My curse! It won’t take even 5 seconds for your heart to stop!”

“Geuak! Ugh!”

Rust crawled on the table, complaining of pain.

People couldn’t even breathe as they watched that scene, and the only one laughing was the curse witch Bokor.

Rust crawled towards Bokor like that.

He got up from his seat.

Very fine.

“What? What is it?”

Bokor is embarrassed.

Rust said to her.

“It’s a lie. I won’t die if I pierce this straw with a nail. There is no such thing as a curse in this world! You black liar! Now, don’t move! I’ll show you real pile driving!”

Whisper-.

Rust lunged at Bokor, the curse witch.

“Khahahaha! I’ll put my stake in your mouth! Then you will surely die! Now come here! In the end, I will let you go like a female!”

“Quyaaat-! 저, 저리가 이 개새끼야!”

“Khahahahahaha! I like nothing more than crushing tough-mouthed and strong-willed women! From today onwards you are my straw doll!”

Bokor was literally astonished by the sudden sight of the hideous creature approaching his face.

If something like that got stuck in my throat, I really felt like I wouldn’t even be able to scream and would die.

‘Ooh, it’s not moving! ‘My body!’

Bokor’s body stopped as if it had been impaled by a stake.

She felt like a doll made of straw and now she couldn’t even scream.

Seeing that, the Blood Crusade that had been watching the situation went berserk!

“Aaaah-!!!! That is Rust-sama’s 55th hellish punishment, “Female Pile Driving”! Anyone who gets stuck with Rust’s stake is bound to lose their breath as if they were cursed!”

“Is that the pile driving that has only been passed down in legend? I, Michelan, the third baptist, also saw this for the first time. It’s as beautiful as if you were carving marble with nails!”

“Bokor you nigger! Now all that’s left is to sculpt it to Rust’s taste! Ah, I’m jealous! This Galatea is enjoying a luxury she has never received before!”

A situation that is incomprehensible in many ways.

Even though the mother didn’t show it, she was secretly shocked.

‘… Bokor’s curse doll doesn’t work? Rust, is that bastard really a living devil? And you’re trying to rape Bokor right here!’

Bokor was truly a terrible woman.

If you lined up the ugliest women in the world, she would definitely be at the front.

His skin was blacker than darkness, his hair was curly as if cursed, his voice was cracked, and he smelled bad. It smelled like seafood.

There is a rumor that Bokor was cursed long ago.

It was such a powerful curse that it turned him into something grotesque and gave him the power of a ‘curse’ through it.

The curse was so strong that no man felt ‘sexual desire’ while looking at Bokor.

Raper, a high-ranking member of Psychos nicknamed “The Rapist,” was also astonished by this situation.

Sze-.

Rafer gets up from his seat.

Murderer asked him.

“Hey! Where are you going?”

“You fucking bastard! Look at that! There are men who get erections when they see that Bokor bitch! This crossed the line! I can’t eat this anymore! A guy like that is a servant of the church? no! That guy is the real devil!”

Raper was very scared.

Even Raper, who raped and raped people regardless of age or gender, saw that the man’s sexual desires were horribly distorted.

“ Damn, it was true that he ate the land! I am─. I am─.”

Raper Raper.

He decided to retire today.

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“Why, why doesn’t my curse work!?”

Bokor was embarrassed.

It seems you were surprised that the ‘curse’ you cast didn’t work on me, right?

I was rather angry.

Did you think that driving a few nails into a straw doll would kill someone?

What a barbarian bitch!

Where in the world is there such a thing as a curse?

Even if it were, do you think superstitious people like you would be able to damage a single hair of a devout and faithful priest like me?

I spoke to Bokor.

“Khahaha, Bokor you bitch! I used to say harsh things, but now I see that I was just a bitch with eyes as soft as a deer! Now, hurry up and welcome your master!”

Sze-.

I now brought my huge ‘Holy Spear Rust’ to the face of the curse witch Bokor.

Bokor asked as if he was about to shed tears.

“My, my eyes are as soft as a deer? Well, this is the first time I’ve heard something like that!”

Was this the first time you heard a compliment about your appearance?

She was extremely restless, her charcoal-black face seemed to turn red, and then she let out a rough breath.

“Ha… Haaa… Rust, you guy! Are you saying I’m pretty? It feels like a curse more terrible than any insult or mockery I have ever heard!”

“Khahahahahahahaha! In front of this rust, all females are equally desirable!”

It wasn’t a lie.

I thought the prettiest woman was Psyche, but-.

In a broad sense, I thought all women in the world were pretty.

Because according to Genesis, every human being was a masterpiece created in the image of God.

“So, all women have the right and obligation to receive this Lust’s dick! Bokor, you too! You are proudly saying curse words with your upper lip, but in reality, you are just a trivial and ordinary pussy in front of me!!!”

If you look closely, Bokor also has pretty eyes.

Everything is pitch black, but the eyes are blue.

What race is this?

It was when I looked into Bokor’s eyes behind my mask.

Bokor made a strange sound with a very red face.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha… ! Yes!”

The guy seemed to be clutching his heart, but then he closed his eyes and collapsed.

The Blood Crusade shouted as they saw this.

“Look at that guy! I climaxed before even getting nailed to the stake! This is why I can’t even use it as a straw doll!”

“Lust’s “Gaze Rape” was stronger than Curse Witch Bokor’s curse!”

“Kkisss! My, I can’t believe my eyes! I am now in a myth!”

I don’t know what’s going on.

It was fortunate for me.

I didn’t want to take my virginity away from Bokor.

I took the opportunity to shout while standing on the table.

“I wasn’t satisfied yet, but I fainted first, so I was such a pussy that my upper and lower mouth were useless! ruler! Who’s next!”

Sze-.

I looked at the witches.

The witches only supported the fallen Bokor and said nothing more to me.

What about Psychos?

The murderer with the dagger drawn was also not coming at me easily.

Clap clap clap─.

It was right then.

Someone clapped.

It was a man wearing a fedora and a golden mask covering his face underneath it.

Skewer Grand Duke Vladimir.

he said, clapping his hands.

“It was a very amazing sight! Rust! That man is not a member of the church or anything. I guarantee it! And I know who the servants of the church that have infiltrated this place are!”

Sze-.

Grand Duke Vladimir, the skewer known as the head of the “Gourmet Club,” took off the mask written on his face.

“Let me introduce myself again. I am Rehoboam, the Grand Duke of the United Kingdom and first in line to the throne. I am the servant of Pope Gregory!”