Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Chapter 173

Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Lenny, a priest who lacks divine power, seeks his sleeping moment…

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Chapter 173 – The Witch’s Coercion (6)

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Committing witches, and committing them again. Even if you pass out, you don’t stop and commit crimes.

“Ah…Ah…Ah…Ah…”

Even in a state of fainting, the witch lets out a short moan in line with my back teasing. The witch’s inner wall contracted again shortly after, and the witch’s cervix her ravenously coveted my glans as if she were asking for her semen her.

“Kuk.”

Again, the feeling of ejaculation rises. I couldn’t stand it and let it go.

“Ugh…?”

The feeling of liberation is not as good as before. Why do you think it won’t come out? It seems like the amount is small… No way?

I opened the status window.

[ Regular : 0 / 750 ]

“…”

Oh My God. I’ve finally come this far I think this is the first time I’ve ever done something like this against a human.

Even regularity is 0. I hadn’t dropped it this far except when I was making a semen bomb to deal with the undead a long time ago.

I stopped moving for a while to fill up my energy and take a break. Then, on the other hand, I thought it was strange.

Why am I committing witches to this extent?

Of course, it wasn’t particularly strange for me to go half-conscious just having sex, but even so, it was too much to commit to this.

Strangely, it wasn’t just me.

Witch’s body.

There was something strange about the inside of the witch, considering it to be a mere famous instrument. Her witch’s belly her seemed to swell with semen, then she sank again. Even so, it didn’t spurt any liquid that looked like my semen. If I did this to my kids, they would probably have a full belly like a pregnant woman. But the witch seems to be absorbing her semen…

“…”

Right. Come to think of it, I always used only 10 of my spirit when I ejaculated, but I used up 20, sometimes even 30 when pouring out to the witch. It feels like a witch is stealing my spirit at will.

“…!”

Was she really a man-eating witch!

I pulled her juji from the witch…

“It’s awesome…!”

I feel the suction that grabs me and doesn’t want to let go. Wouldn’t it feel like this if you had a vacuum cleaner made of six walls? Anyway, that’s why it’s so difficult. I can’t help it. I’m a little sorry…

Vibrating Penis! Don’t let the witch cling to you!

“Ah… Ah… “

“Whoa…”

How did you manage to get out? I’m glad it’s me, if I was an ordinary person, I’d really be sucked to the marrow.

After escaping from the witch, the image I made caught my eye.

“Mmm…”

An involuntary moan escaped from her mouth her. It can only be. The scene unfolding in front of me was not enough to be called a mere horror.

The witch’s body convulsed as if it was out of order. Her black velvety hair was filthy with all sorts of bodily fluids. The most impressive thing was the messed up face of her. No, the word mess is rather a refined expression. I’ve never seen such a disfigured face.

“…”

…Why do you get mad again?

I shook my head. No more dangerous I have to clean up now.

First of all, I cleaned the witch and myself with a few cleans, put on my clothes, and looked inside the house. It was quite rude to do this without the landlord’s permission, but I couldn’t help it because I was in a state of fainting.

Fortunately, there was a bathroom inside the mansion.

“Five…”

The bathroom is large and luxurious enough to exude admiration. A large bathtub carved out of marble, illuminated by a faint crimson light. From luxurious wooden beach chairs to warm beds. This bed in particular was a wonderful thing. It’s soft and fluffy, but it’s also a waterproof material. I hadn’t even heard of this. It’s a really good thing for a massage.

The facilities provided were not the only surprises. The bathroom even has an open space in the ceiling so you can see the night sky!

It’s no joke. Living in a dungeon is amazing, but to have such luxurious facilities. Again, that’s great.

But what is that?

In one corner of the bathtub were all sorts of unknown items. I sniffed it, and it smelled like… Shampoo-like stuff. And what box is this? It looks pretty luxurious.

“….!!!!”

Inside the box is a pink lingering…!

As soon as I opened the box, I closed it again.

Yes. Okay. I haven’t seen anything Because everyone has a private life.

I got out of the bathroom, brushing the chicken skin that had grown on my forearm.

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I picked up the fainting witch and brought her to the bathroom.

I even thought about running away, but I didn’t want to.

Even though the witch tried to cast an evil spell on me, she did nothing. Besides, since he had accepted her maiden her, she no longer had feelings for the witch.

No, I even felt a little sorry. Looking back, I don’t think there’s anything to be sorry about. Even if I think about it, I’m really weak with women.

Well, if you wake up and try to do something bad again, then you just have to commit it again. Instead, I should be thorough enough to become a real teaching assistant at that time.

While thinking such useless thoughts, I massaged the witch and laid her on her bed her and washed her her body her.

“Haaa…”

The witch let out short moans intermittently, as if taking pleasure in her stream of water. But she was barely able to keep her throat ringing, and she didn’t move at all.

It’s a disaster I made up, but it was too bad to think twice. How many times did you increase the sensitivity at the end… It’s fortunate that it’s a temporary effect, but if the sensitivity enhancement was applied permanently, it would have been really terrible. Perhaps she also found pleasure in dressing up.

…That’s just the way it is.

While washing her body her like that, I slowly massaged the witch’s body her.

Unlike the first time, the witch’s body her became quite warm, and it was nice to touch it, but I endured it. Right now I’m washing and helping to recover from fatigue, so I shouldn’t touch my erogenous zones.

Her knotted shoulders of her are relieved like physical therapy with electric fingers, and recovery sex is used to sweep her skin of her.

From the upper body to the lower body, gently.

Some kind of love juice flowed from the bottom of the witch, but there was nothing that looked like my semen. It must have absorbed all of my semen. Can a person do that?

After slowly touching the entire front of her, I turned her over and massaged the rear of her.

…This woman, not only the areolas are pale pink, but the petals are also pink. It’s not fun to see under bright lights. Even the anus is pink. Like it’s never been used before…

As I continued to massage her while appreciating her body her, the witch finally opened her eyes.

“Ugh…”

“Ah, you are awake. Stay still. Now that I’m using the fatigue recovery skill…”

“Float, fall… “

“Yep.”

I quietly withdrew as the witch wished. The witch looked around her and surveyed the situation, and she gestured. Then a bottle of wine and a glass appeared out of thin air and floated beside her witch.

“Haha…”

As crimson wine from an elegant bottle poured into her glass her, the witch raised her trembling hand. But she still doesn’t get her strength back, and she keeps slipping down.

“I will help.”

“…”

The witch heard me and dropped her hand her. Does this… Mean it’s okay?

Raising her glass her and pouring a little wine into her witch’s mouth, the firearm finally returned to the witch’s eyes her.

“Whoa…Whoo… You… You managed to be alive… Whoo…”

…To be alive. What do you mean? Are you saying you should stick your nose in the dish and die because you did that to yourself? How dare you say such a thing when you are in the middle of the day!

“Uh, um, should I have died? To be honest, I can’t say I didn’t do anything wrong, but the witch first…”

“…That’s not what I meant.”

The witch furrowed her eyebrows.

“Was there anything strange about your relationship with me?”

What’s strange? Of course there was.

“Hmm… I thought the witch’s body her was overly pleasant… Ughhh?!”

– Cheer.

It feels like a cold, stinging needle pricked my back. Did you think what I said was a joke? But it’s true. The inside of the witch felt so good that I even felt like I was being eaten.

…It definitely feels like a joke. I need to refine it a bit and express it.

“I did feel like something was draining me.”

“… End with that? Is there anything wrong with your body?”

“Yes.”

“…Give me another drink.”

“Yep.”

I calmly poured the wine and poured it back into the witch’s mouth. Hmm. It’s nice to be bullied, but it’s not a bad feeling to be bullied like this. Is it because it is underwater while appreciating the naked body of a beauty who cannot take her eyes off her?

After the witch politely accepted the drink, she glanced at me.

“This body cannot have a relationship with a man. A normal person would have lost his life the moment he did that to me. Even an Awakener would be dangerous. So I tried to pull it out and finish it at a decent level, but you’re really fearless. Are you really okay?”

As I shook my head, the witch became her pensive eyes.

“A mere Awakener ignoring the difference in rank…What is the goddess thinking…”

The witch muttered an incomprehensible sound. But why did she call the goddess so outrageously? It’s a nuance, as if she’s even calling her a school friend. Is it because she’s a witch? If Lenny heard it, she’d make a riot for disrespect.

“Come to think of it, did you say that the superpowers you received from the goddess… Were related to sex?”

“Ah yes.”

Meanwhile, she was listening to it all. That’s great mental strength. Or maybe she has a good memory.

“Tell me a little bit more. What skills did she have and how did she get to this point? What did she do. All. You have done me so badly, can you tell me that much?”

What if you don’t tell me? Well. Terrible things will happen.

The witch didn’t let it out of her mouth, but somehow it felt like I heard those words. A playful voice, but an atmosphere that cannot be refused.

But before that, she had a prerequisite.

“Promise me one thing. If you keep quiet so that I don’t get caught in the castle, I’ll tell you everything.”

The witch laughed lightly at my words.

“Are you stupid? If I was going to do that, why would I have to invite you all this way? It’s enough if you contact the guild.”

“…Okay.”

I sighed and explained what had happened.

Became a Crusader of Rice Cakes

Lenny, a priest who lacks divine power, seeks his sleeping moment…

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