A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

Chapter 307

A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

I tried to be kind according to the words to live kindly. But there are so many temptations and bastards in this world who won’t let it go…Can I live a good life until the end?

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Chapter 307 – The Hero’s Nemesis

Actually, it’s not that difficult.
I approached Frostia and stood in front of her.

“? What.”

Frostia, who suddenly closed the distance and tilted her head at me just standing there.
I reached out to her and squeezed her breasts.

“?”
“…”

A strange situation where the one holding it tilted its head and the one holding it had no emotion.
Our Frostia… I don’t know if someone molested me? How dare you make eye contact with me before someone even molested you! It looks like it will burn.
Punishment flew from the side.

“What are you doing, you horny bastard?”
“Fuck Daddy!”

A mace flew to his head, so he panicked and avoided it.
The fucking punishment should be about the same. The crazy bitch is grinding his mace without hesitation.
I’m not kidding, I almost lost half of it.

“Frostia was talking nonsense, so I was just talking nonsense.”
“Isn’t this your usual behavior?”

Mullin’s grinning face is pissed off.
If this happened due to jealousy, I would be happy to accept it. Only pure “Flesh” Is felt.
Frostia squealed next to her, but her fists didn’t fly, so I couldn’t feel this peaceful.

I heard Principal Lenea’s sighs.

“Please be serious. This is to resolve this matter as peacefully as possible.”

Principal Sam looked us in the face and said.

“Even though the Holy Kingdom is powerful, it is not superficially warlike due to the nature of the country, so if the people support the hero and the instructors at Prunar Academy support him, nothing will happen. Of course, the relationship will be uncomfortable.”

Principal Sam stared into my eyes and said as if muttering.

“Fighting or anything like that… That’s the worst thing ever.”

Frostia let out a hum.

“This body offers a serious solution.”
“Well, it’s not like I didn’t want to kill all the Nanar Thakari.”

Why
Why are you looking at me with pitiful eyes…

“Heung, in the first place, it’s pitiful to be hit by fanatics like that! If you raise the Advent rate, I’ll lick you and treat you.”
“…Huh? Really?”

Are you attracted?

“You mean it heals by licking it?”
“Do you think it will be possible if we raise the advent rate a little more?”
“…”
“What are you serious about, Instructor Dre…”

Principal Renea Sam’s pathetic eyes are somehow darkened…

“…Does it hurt a lot?”
“Yes? No.”

In fact, I was so sick, but I didn’t like it my long.
Mullins sneaked up and tried to stab her arm with her finger, so he slapped her in the head.

“Hey bitch.”
“Didn’t you say you weren’t sick?”
“If you stab me, my body that doesn’t hurt hurts too, bitch.”

After a snort, Mullin went back to the sofa and gulped down her drink.
After she seemed to have calmed down a bit, she cleared her throat when Principal Lenea, who was worried about me, cleared her throat.

“Do you know what the most important event of the Holy Ghost Festival is?”
“I do not know.”

Actually, she heard it roughly from Kitz, but she wanted to hear more of the cute voice of the principal, who spoke like a grown-up with a child-like voice, so she said that.

“It’s a revelation.”

Timing.
When she hears that word, she suddenly thinks of Makia.
The thought of her cute face made her momentarily dazed.
Principal Sam opened her eyes and cleared her throat.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking… A revelation is an event in which a saint, or pope, prays to the heavens to ask for the will of the Lord. You could say it’s the greatest event of the Holy Ghost.”
“Hmm…”

According to the explanation I heard, the castle was made with the ‘Road of Light’, a castle law made by the cardinals yesterday. It was said that the being with the highest divine power or faithfulness on the ‘Gwangseong’ prayed.
That’s why it’s an event that only the pope or a saint can do.

“The reason why revelations are treated as important events is because there are really occasional revelations, not rituals.

Be often
That elementary-speaking saintess. As I felt, one divine power seems to be strong enough to be no joke.
By the way… I think it was said that it was possible to talk to the dream of a Nanar believer, but did she really need to express her intentions in such a way?
Source: Katz.

She asked, and the simple answer came back.

“What Lecturer Dre said is that God came to Himself, and that believers who are present pray to God, and God grants their prayers, so it has a different meaning. Besides, we who have gathered here are convinced of the existence of a Godhead, but since ordinary people do not know the existence of God, it is a certain phenomenon. Doesn’t it seem like the credibility of this happening revelation is high?”

I see.
Ordinary people do not know anything about the Godhead.
Even that excellent Alfred is only outlined…
Even the special people gathered here have many restrictions except for me, so I said it all.

“If, during a traditional and meaningful event like the Revelation, Jushin, Instructor Dre, says something bad about you and the hero, Kitz…”

Afterwords were replaced by sighs.
The principal looked at me with worried eyes.

“The Seongguk usually pretends to be gentle, but if that happens, the fanatics will go wild. They won’t be able to control it.”
“Ummm…”
“At least we’ll stick together so that you’re safe. I’d like to get help from the teenage family, but…”

Principal Sam, who looks at me and blurts out his words.
Me and my teenage family. To be precise, it seemed that he had heard that Grise had fallen out with them.

“Is it okay? No matter how strong Fryunar Academy is and I’m an instructor… You don’t have to be loyal. Your heart is enough.”

When I returned her worry to worry, Principal Sam fiddled with the brim of the witch’s hat for no reason.

“You have the skills of a warrior, and we decided that helping you would be beneficial.”

It’s better to help me…
It could never have been, but since her intentions were firm, it would be rude to say more.

“Thank you.”
“What.”

It’s just that Principal Sam won’t help me with her pure heart alone.
There may be innocence, but there must be something you want from me.

Principal Sam’s intention to help me with dedication… I don’t know.
Mullin seems to have a grudge against Nanar, and Frostia has no idea. Highly exists. It’s a level, so I guess.
But what about the principal?
There is an intention, but I can’t guess the intention.
…No, in fact, I can guess the intention that is not even a little wordy.
Maybe the principal… She wants to have a relationship with me?
Every day she seems to deliberately show her naughty side and when she asks if she lusts after her…
[Look in the mirror.]
Shut up, it’s a fucking baby!

There’s no way to check right now anyway.
Seeing her fiddling with the brim of her hat pierced her, she said thank you again.
She says she helps, but there’s no reason to refuse.

“Pay attention to Emily.”

It was Mullin’s outrageous remark.

“What?”
“My ears are full, so my ears are bad.”
“…”

Shall we put the destruction attribute in our fist and hit it in the head…? I think my knuckles still hurt…

“Emily. She’s so dedicated to helping you, so you don’t have to do anything about it.”

Even if you don’t, you have to pay back even if you work in the cave of the sea god.
She will definitely repay her in any form.
As she had already thought about it, she chewed on Mullin’s words lightly.
Maybe it was because I was drunk, but the nuns were swearing at me. Bitch year…
But Emily Hani reminds me of something.

“Looking at it now, the people here… All the people who want to help me know about God, but Emily and Alfred…”
“Alfred, can you guess?”

Those were the words of Principal Lenea Sam.
She had a slightly dark expression.

“Alfred is chasing after the traces of God. We know the existence of the Godhead because we are in a special situation, but ordinary Elunar people who have nothing to do with the Godhead have to sacrifice various things in order to know the existence of God… With that sacrifice, Alfred You can’t get what you’re really looking for.”
“What are you really looking for?”

Principal Sam didn’t say what he was after.
She smiled and said thinly, as if she had nothing to say.

“The reason Instructor Alfred wants to help Instructor Dre this time is probably because he wants to hear about God. I’ll tell you in advance, just pretend you don’t know. Instructor Alfred will be better off as he is now.”

Wasn’t the purpose to know about God?
What is Alfred’s purpose?

“I don’t care about that guy, Emily is the problem. Why is she nice to you?”

I thought you wouldn’t talk anymore today, but I’m talking again.
I was afraid to ignore it, but she just replied.

“Um… Experiment…?”

Her semen is also an experimental material, and she is the one who draws it herself.
Of course, isn’t it related to the experiment?

“What kind of experiment did you want to do, so you overdo it and still spread and collapse?”
“You’re down…?”
“I used that much power without divine power, but it’s a natural price.”

After emptying the bottle, Mullin exclaimed.

“As far as I know, the only one who so ignorantly prevented the proclamation of the real world is Emily. I knew she was a great person, but I didn’t expect her to be that much…”

Reality manipulation written by Emily.
I think that Emily, who, with her own power, for a moment, blocked her heart, which she had never been able to overcome with my own power, was definitely amazing.

“It doesn’t matter, doesn’t Emily like you?”
“Yes? Emily?”

Is she always expressionless?

“No. Come to think of it, this isn’t it. If she gathers men who line up to mix her words with her, she’ll build a country, but she can’t possibly like a scumbag like you…”
“Light nun.”

The punches came and it was me who fell to the floor.
Fuck. I need to fix my body soon.

“Even if you don’t like it, you will like it. …No. To be honest, I don’t think Emily, whose head is full of experiments, will have a crush on a filthy ugly guy like you… I guess I’m mistaken. It’s an experiment like you said. .”
“Hey bitch.”

Mullin gave a mischievous laugh.
She gets mad because she’s unnecessarily pretty.

′′ Dating is when each other’s age is full. How about getting married?”
“…Marriage?”

Marriage.
It’s marriage
Several sights passed through her head.
I even remember wondering if I had ever seen anything like this.
A smile came out without me knowing.

“That’s a disgusting sound.”
“…”

Mullins held up the bottle with a surprised face and stiffened.
It was the same with Principal Lenea.
…? Did I say something weird?

“…That’s a bit…”
“What?”
“No, even if you look at it objectively, Emily is incredibly beautiful and excellent…”

The nun, a rare face of bewilderment, uttered gibberish, causing her to snort.

“Of course. She is a dazzling beauty dozens of times better than you.”
“… Pissing aside, what are you complaining about?”
“Instructor Dre. If you care about the materials for the experiment, probably only Instructor Dre chose ‘that’. Instructor Emily is surprisingly thorough in that respect… You don’t think it’s dirty or anything like that…? If that’s the case, I’ll swear it’s an illusion.”

What is that… Semen?
Hopefully the principal. Me and Emily…You know what we did? Are you aware of my privacy?
I was a little scared, but I shrugged her shoulders without showing it.

“Not at all?”

As she answered, she thought of what had happened before.
I remember what Alfred said to Emily earlier and said, “That’s a courtesy…”
At that time, I wondered if he took the semen from another man like I did, but… That’s probably not the case.
Because Emily was a virgin until she was with me.
And even so, it doesn’t matter.
She thinks it’s natural for her to be a beauty like her, and I’m not really in a romantic relationship.
And for her plain demeanor, she seems pretty modest…

“It’s not what Emily is like, but her marriage itself is disgusting.”
“Why are you married?”

Mullins asked, but she ignored it.

“Anyway, I understand. I’ll take care of Mr. Alfred and more of Mr. Emily.”

The two women looked shy, but agreed.
What’s there to be embarrassed about…
And  Let’s talk before we forget.
The young woman who had been acting out of focus in the conversation so far, perhaps because she was bored.
The talk isn’t over yet.

“Frostia. Give me some horns.”
“Hate!”
“All right.”
“…’

When I agreed at once, Frostia made a worried face.

“That… Will you increase the rate of arrival?”
“…”
“Hey!!”

Our screaming yongnyeo… Cute.
I think I want to hear it, but what can I do? I have to eat too.
And she took Advent rate hostage, but had to raise it anyway to eat it as a combatant.
She has to use her powers properly this time, as she was waiting at her academy due to the trickery of her teenage family.
I’m uploading what I’m going to upload anyway, and it wouldn’t be a bad idea to try to get something without saying that.

“I’ll raise it to 30%, so please horn…”
“Poetry, I hate it!”
“Somehow…”
“Because I hate it!”

Frostia’s screaming eyes, huh? And it turned into her question mark, and it stuck to my chest.
? What? Are my breasts strong?

“Why?”
“There’s something in your chest.”
“Something? Ah.”

It is a handicraft made by me.
A brooch in the shape of my favorite sword, forged by Mr. Heston.

“Oh, what is that?”
“I just made it as a test.”
“Are you?”

The voice of surprise came from Mullin.
Her round eyes tell me she’s genuinely surprised.

“What am I doing?”
“How do you like it? He’s an idiot who can’t overcome his temper and destroys everything.”
“Pull out the mace, bitch.”
“If you wish.”

Oh fuck If we fight now, we’ll get kicked.
Scared
But fortunately, Frostia, who pushed Mullin who stood up and got close to me, made her eyes shine.
Those eyes burned as if they were about to burn the brooch I had made.
…Looking at it objectively, it’s not that pretty, isn’t it?
I’m a little attached to it because I made it, but I can’t say it’s good workmanship.

“…Would you like to have it?”
“Give me!”

When she held out her hand, Frostia took it as if snatching it away.

“Whoop whoop…!”

Come to think of it, most dragons like treasures…
Still, my handiwork is not a treasure, but I like it because you like it.

“Joe, good. Let’s do this.”
“Yes?”

Frostia, who had been plucking the brooch with excitement, nodded her head and looked at me.

“I’ll give you my horn if you make your own handiwork. How is it?”
“Yes?”
“If you make a treasure imitating me, I’ll give you my horn!”

A treasure modeled after Frostia…

“Great.”

Anyway, you need to keep improving your skill level.
What to do, it worked just fine.

“Good night!’

At the end of her words, a horn sprouted from Frostia’s head. Are you talking about doing it now?
By the way… It doesn’t even have to be the form of a dragon…?
…But am I a bitch when I think of the word handle after seeing that?
[No. He’s a cool guy.]
Big. Also insane. It’s a fucking idea.
[Then you become an asshole too…]
Shut up.
But the horns are so damn cool.
From the horns burning like red flames, light flashes like a circuit flowing.
Kya…

“I know you dismembered Malachia’s corpse before. That’s what you want, right?”
“…”

Dog is smart

“These horns are made…But they are superior to any other part of Malachia’s body. The old man will surely be satisfied.”

It wasn’t that she was conceited;

“Okay. Just say it.”
“Huh. No matter how many of you you are, you won’t be able to cut this horn. So, if you promise to regularly offer handicrafts in the future, I’ll take care of it…”

Snap.

“Eh.”

Pushuk.
Smoke billowed from the horns and rolled. Slipped down
I quickly took the horn, but missed it because it was so fucking hot.

“Ooh…”

Is it a dragon’s horn?
Even though I protected his hand with Ryu Nar, it was very hot.
And that Frostia…

“It hurts! It hurts!!”

Crying and running around the room

“Uh, how do you get my horns! Aaaaa!”
“Euhaha. Nothing is impossible to me who have learned the power of divine power.”
“Divine power only allows you to move through stages or gives you creative power, but the basic attack power won’t be particularly strong…”

Mullin’s absurd tone.
And Frostia…

“Hinghing…”

Cries
Really cry
Seeing the noble beauty pouring out tears, I felt a great sense of guilt.

“Gwa, are you okay?”
“It hurts…”
“Hey, come here.”

I tied Ryunar to her hand and put my hand on Frostia’s body to adjust the sense of pain.

“Are you okay?”
“Hhhhh…”
“No, how can I pull it out while it hurts…”
“It didn’t hurt if I pulled it out! It hurts because it’s a divine power that’s opposite to mine, you fool!”

To appease the screaming yongnyeo, I held her in her arms and patted her.
The young woman, who would normally have pushed me away saying she was cheeky, sniffled and held me for a while.

Dog gain.

Anyway, in this way, I was able to prepare for the Holy Spirit Ritual.
Kitz did not expect his academy’s power and tried to use the personal connections he had built, so it would be of great help in unexpected situations.
All that remains is to wait for tomorrow.

Timing.

I can’t wait to see what Nanar will do.
And… Maybe, maybe… He might be tricking me, I thought.

It would be nice if so.
Then, I could go and kill him right away.

***

“Engagement…?”
“Yes…”
“But… That man…”

You must hate your sister.
The back story didn’t follow.
Clarir, the long-haired black girl, only pretended to listen with her head bowed to her father’s words as she sat on her chin in boredom.

“That man’s choice will determine the future of our Blizzard… It’s an important matter, so you should help with all your heart…”
“…I understand. Father.”

There was a great agitation in the eyes of Clair, who seemed innocent on the outside.

A Guy Who Hates Neto X Re Reluctantly (?) Does Netori.

I tried to be kind according to the words to live kindly. But there are so many temptations and bastards in this world who won’t let it go…Can I live a good life until the end?

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