Chapter 229 – BAD END -Quon- [The Mother Angel of Paradise] (1)

000

Craving for power exists in everyone.

No matter how kind a person may be, in order to protect those who are important to them, they must have the strength to resist malice.

Should we say that poles and poles are connected?

For the greater duty, the greater the responsibility, the better.

Throwing off all such troublesome things, he pursues power similar to a wicked man who acts according to his desires.

Quon realized that he belonged to the former, the moment he saw the ‘Fruit of Life’.

The scales tipped inside her.

Of course, as Galatine said, restoring the spirits of this land is a noble task.

It is necessary for everyone living on this earth and for the future.

However, the essence of Quon is not as a savior, but as Cleon’s ally and lover.

Even a little, wanting to do something helpful to Cleon was always at the top of my mind.

What lay before his eyes was her the key to that power, the door, the poison or the Holy Grail.

If she takes this fruit herself. Wouldn’t it be a great strength to Cleon with eternal life and regenerative power?

Unlike Sasha, who is quick on her feet her, even if she is herself, her body her is a bit dull.

Of course, her magical skills are different from Lyla, who assists Cleon with her abundant knowledge of her, even if she is only herself with her healing arts and household chores.

A conversation with Cleon flashes through her mind her.

She said, ‘She may be more forthright with her own desires her.’

Cleon’s intentions her must be different.

Because her desire her to be fulfilled and to hurt others was a reversal.

Even so-

Pounding.

“…Quon?”

Pounding

‘Ah, my God. Cleon. …Don’t forgive me.’

As a saintess- no, her life as a human kuon is over.

The sound of eating the tree of the knowledge of good and evil rang out.

001

Royal Capital – It was once one of the most prosperous cities on the continent and had a huge castle that could accommodate the largest population.

Inside, many people were living a life of anxiety, exposed to invisible dangers amid endless strife, threats from demons, and private disputes.

I, too, was an ordinary girl living in it.

Such an unstable life came to an abrupt end ‘that day’.

Ascension Day.

It should be said that it was the day when all the people living in the capital opened their eyes to their new mission.

As ‘He’ descended, our lives began anew to create a perfect paradise free from anxiety and fear, leaving us free from sin.

Now, as an apostle, I was flying patrol in the deserted royal capital today to lead the people.

When I looked down, I could see that plants had naturally started to grow because there had been no human traffic for many years, and beautiful grass and flowers were growing on the buildings and roads.

Slowly, these man-made structures will be covered by nature and become part of a beautiful paradise.

But then, I heard the sound of footsteps that irritated my ears.

I slowly come down to the ground and look around.

“Is there- anyone? If there are survivors. Tell me.”

If you carefully raise your voice and walk in the direction where the crowd came.

In its place, a little girl was seen squatting with moldy bread in her hand.

“Haha…!”

Fully terrified, trembling.

She must have had nothing to eat for a long time. Her cheeks were thin, her hair was frizzy, and her eyes her were lifeless.

“… Pitifully.”

It breaks my heart that a child like this still exists.

One moment to stretch out her hand to her out of pity for her.

I heard the sound of ‘Fuck!’ And something touched my body.

“Yes…?”

The thing stuck in the back of the head of her was a large stone.

The one who threw it was a woman who was as skinny as a child.

She has the same impression as a girl, but her age is probably in her late 30s or early 40s.

“Oh, Mom!”

Just like that, the child gets up and runs to the woman who threw a stone at me.

Apparently, he wasn’t the only one in need of her salvation.

The child’s mother led her child by the arm and ran into a complex, dark alley.

Maybe he’s trying to run away from me.

I couldn’t understand it, but…

I flew low after them and followed them.

Slowly, never let them panic any more. While keeping your distance.

And. In front of my eyes, Kwadang! As the door closed, a mother and daughter were seen running into the disused house.

Maybe she thought it was safe to go inside.

After getting down to the ground, open the door and go inside.

With the child wrapped around him, he was pushed against the wall.

I saw the face of a woman looking at me with hatred.

“Go, don’t come any closer…! You monster…!”

Hearing that voice, I felt sorrow and darkened her face.

“I’m not a monster or anything like that. Guys, I’m an ‘apostle’ who received a mission from him to get rid of all pain and fear on this earth. I’m a low-ranking angel. I don’t ‘t have a name yet.”

“After you appeared, everything became strange…! People gave up eating, drinking… And sleeping and became machines that just wanted to believe…! We don’t want to be such machines!”

“It is a misunderstanding. We have overcome the ‘fear’ of material scarcity by taking off the limitations of the human body. Look at your daughter, who is thin from not eating. There is no windmill, no one who bakes wheat, and No one who sells it. No labor, no food, no gold coins. Because they are of no value, for they are not needed in paradise.”

Upon hearing my words, the woman turned blue in horror and held her child in a strong embrace.

Apparently… Not ready to accept the blessing.

‘She is She.

I smiled to ease her anxiety a little.

Then, the two wings and the halo above the head, which were put in so as not to irritate the two of them, were manifested.

I opened the power as an ‘angel’ that I had downloaded.

The look of the woman who saw it was stained with even more desperate fear.

“Relax. Now, you can be free from all your fears.”

The flow of divine magic that fills the small house enters me.

And if you take a small deep breath and open your mouth-

“A-C-T-Q-O-M-“

The ‘language of God’ that cannot be uttered with a human throat. And, a chant that uses it to manifest divine magic.

Originally, it was called ‘God’s Song’, and it was not something that a child like me could easily use.

However, by becoming an apostle of God, I have become able to understand and use that language more easily than human languages.

The woman quickly plugged her own ears though.

What I was looking at from the beginning was her daughter her, whom she was holding.

She was a little girl.

She hears me singing and slowly opens her mouth while keeping her gaze fixed on me.

Pajik, the switch inside her head she went on.

With a twist in space, gears begin to creak and creak above her head.

“Oh? Ah? Uh…Eh? Ku…Hih…? Ah♡”

I knew from experience that the feeling of being stirred in her head with hooks, needles, and plows of divine magic overtook her body.

A girl less than 10 years old twists her body her, not knowing if it is pain or if it is a sensation she feels for the first time, the expression she shows as she realizes that she is changing herself.

As I gazed at it, I could feel a holy fluid flowing from within me.

“Oh, no! No, my dear, don’t listen!”

Belatedly, her mother notices her condition her and tries to cover her ears her.

No use.

In the next moment, the girl’s clothing melts into a group of light and disappears, changing into a white dress similar to the one I am wearing.

That is, she is no longer a human with the limitations of belonging to the material world.

It means that I was reborn as an ‘apostle’ like myself.

Then, her divine magic her escapes from her her body her in light and heat, granting her her ‘wings’ her.

Bang! There is a thud, and the impact of the wings deploying sends her mother flying into the wall.

What spread out were beautiful wings like those of a small bird.

And she looks blankly this way, looking down at her own body her and talking.

“M-T-D-B-P-A?”

“Yeah yeah. That’s right. The pain and hunger are gone, right? But, since Shin Eun-song is a word with power, I usually have to speak in ‘human words’ like my sister.”

“Ah, that’s right. Yes…! Okay, uh, sister!”

Although awkward, she speaks in human language, and she has already successfully reincarnated as an ‘angel’.

“Ah, ah… Ah ah…!”

And, her mother who looked at her who was her own her, her ‘daughter’ her and let out her screams her.

The girl looks back at her mother and smiles at her, then moves closer to her.

She- you can leave it to the girl.

More than me, her outsider her, will bestow upon her a fitting ‘salvation’.

Feeling happy that another girl was saved, I left the mansion with the two of them behind me and soared into the sky.

Today, ‘Paradise’ is no problem!

002

“—The same thing happened.”

A low-ranking angel returning from patrol reports to the white-haired high-ranking angel – ‘Ionel’, one of the 10 archangels.

Hearing his story his, Ionel blinked those red eyes two or three times and opened his mouth to his subordinate his with a light smile.

“I see. Thank you for your hard work today. There are still people in this capital who have not accepted our blessing… I guess I’ll have to work harder.”

“Yes! Tomorrow, too, I will patrol every nook and cranny!”

While saying that, the moment she nodded and was about to leave Ionel’s office.

“Wait.”

At the sound of her voice her calling her back her, her girl angel stops her her body her and turns to her her Ionel.

“Uh- again, do you have something to say?”

“Whoops. Yes. It’s a very important story.”

Looking at Ionel, who was talking with a pleasant smile, the girl tilted her head.

Ionel raised his hand and created a small feather made of divine magic.

It was a wing of a different shape from the ‘sword-shaped’ wings that sprouted from her back.

It was called the wings of life given for the ‘promotion’ of subordinate angels, a privilege granted to the archangel.

“That, that’s…!”

“From the day you became an angel until now, you have served countless times to build our paradise. Now, it seems that the time has come for you as well.”

What Ionel said was that he would formally bestow names on lower angels, and give them higher ranks and powers.

Considering that about 70% of the large number of angels working for this paradise are nameless lower angels.

She could see that only a select few angels could receive such an honor.

“From now on, head to the prayer room of the angels. There, under the blessing of the ‘Godmother Angel’, I will bestow a ‘name’ on you.”

“Great, great mother angel…”

The girl swallowed her saliva and nodded her head.

On the day of Ascension, the Great Mother Angel appeared in the royal capital, instantly turned humans who could accept her will into her angels, and led them to start a holy war to transform the imperfect human world into a paradise.

Now, she was the mother of all the angels who are leading the ascension of people to the capital, the academy, and most of the continents where angels are dispatched.

She got up from her seat where she was doing her business her, and Ionel took her and walked out of the room in her stead.

Seeing all the angels he met midway through bowing their heads toward Ionel, he could see how high the rank of the archangel was.

And- the deepest part of the Great War. The prayer room was a place where only the ten archangels and the god mother could enter unless there were special circumstances.

Inside, the holy relics of the angels are sealed.

None of the humans who knew what it was, except the angels who were given names because they were told never to mention the name and information about it, knew exactly what was inside it.

As the door opened, the eternal light of the sun pouring down from the sky enveloped the girl’s eyes.

“I’m sorry…”

Her eyes her seemed to be blinded by the exploding brilliance, but her eyes her slowly got used to it.

And what caught her eye her-

First of all, it was a huge tree that seemed to reach all the way to the sky.

It is a sacred tree that can be seen even outside the Great Hall, and was born when the Great Mother Angel turned the capital into a paradise.

And – an angel with twelve pairs of gigantic wings in front of the tree –

She was a few heads taller than a normal adult man, but instead, she was greater than anyone else in the world, and had a large body.

Literally, ‘Mother’. Mother would be the most appropriate expression.

It was the first time since Ascension Day that I had seen her in person.

Green hair that reached down to the ground and blue eyes.

Several layers of halo floated above her head.

She is an existence that surpasses angels once again among angels.

It was showing that it was an intelligent body closest to the will of the stars.

“Quon.”

Among the angels, only her human companions could call her by name.

When the Mother Angel heard her own name her, she turned to Ionel-no Iona, as if she had finally noticed that someone had entered her prayer room her.

“…Orana? That child is…”

She turns her gaze to the girl angel who quietly stood by Iona’s side of her.

And-when he notices that she has her glowing wings her, he clasps her hands her and smiles brightly.

“Oh. You’re giving that child a ‘name’?”

“That’s right. Could you guide me to ‘him’?”

When Iona said that, Quon nodded and reached her hand towards the tree behind her.

The tree, which is like her thick pillar her, opens and flips the space as if opening a closed zipper when Quon’s hand his touches it.

Beyond – Creates a door leading to somewhere.

“…Wow…!?”

And what I felt beyond that was an aura that was unfamiliar to a girl who was a low-ranking angel.

If chastity and chastity are the basics of angels.

Beyond that, something quite the opposite.

The moment I touched it, I felt a sticky energy that seemed to turn my pure white self into black.

“Now. Inside. I will guide you from here.”

When Quon said that, the girl became half fearful and half curious, moving away from Iona and approaching Quon.

There seemed to be more than a meter difference in height between the girl and Quon.

When Quon holds out her hand, the girl grabs it and runs through her passageway-

Everything you couldn’t see until you passed through the aisle. She made a clear appearance.

What dominates that space is “Divine magic” That has become so dense that it takes on a hazy form like fog.

In other words, this place was a sanctuary like the royal capital, but at the same time, it was a space filled with irresistibly sticky ‘yin energy’.

When the girl panicked and tried to step back from her, she noticed that the aisle they passed through had disappeared before they knew it.

“Dae, Godmother Angel…? This, what the hell is this place…”

“This is… The inside of the Ark of the Covenant where the most precious things to us angels are stored.”

“Ha, but. This tone is… What the heck… Haa… Sss…♡”

A sweet scent that makes your brain tingle.

The smell of aphrodisiac that fills your mouth with every breath.

I thought I was immune to these things when I abandoned my human body and reincarnated as an angel.

Why is this unclean space inside that tree?

The girl thought so. She moved her feet carefully so as not to fall off the Quon who was walking in front of her.

Inside the space, it was difficult to see the surroundings due to the fog, but it seemed that there was nothing but a black space that continued to the end.

And if you think that the further she went inside, the more powerful the yin sound became, to the point where she felt dangerous…

“Ah♡ Cleon♡”

Quon stopped her feet her, uttering her voice towards the ‘man’ inside her.

A voice full of love for her beloved her.

And the girl angel could not help but be amazed when she looked at him in front of her eyes.

“Uh, why. Men are here, eh.”

It was such a shock that she stuttered.

On the day of Ascension, women were changed into ‘women’ by the godmother, but men were not.

Because only ‘female’ could be reincarnated as an angel with the power of the godmother angel.

But that doesn’t mean men are abandoned.

They all live within their designated areas in paradise, and are living in eternal happiness, with everything perfectly managed by the angels.

For food, it is solved by drinking the holy milk of angels.

A peaceful space free of strife, mediated by powerful angels.

Holy oil has the power to suppress men’s sexual desire, so there is no lust for angels, and no mixing with them.

Just, quietly. Slowly.

Until the day I reach the end of my life, I will live a happy life.

What is the “Man” Of a girl whose memories before becoming an angel are ambiguous?

Everyone was a weak and pitiful being who had to manage and live like that.

You can’t become an angel, and as a living being, even the preservation of the species is now impossible.

A pitiful being whose destruction was certain.

But as such, the angels will do all they can for them.

It will bring peace to their souls so that their end will never be miserable.

I will not leave their side until the last male is gone.

Thanks to the influence of holy oil, their bodies became more feminine and their lines became thinner.

Aging doesn’t come, but lifespan does exist, so after becoming a little younger at the time you start taking the holy oil, you don’t age and die as it is.

Because I don’t have to do anything like exercise.

It would be right that there is no such thing as a ‘male’ in this world anymore.

“Ha ha…♡ Ha…♡♡ Sss…♡♡”

The girl’s breathing became more and more difficult.

Although it also had the influence of the negative energy that sufficiently covered this space.

Her gaze was fixed on the ‘man’ called ‘Cleon’ in front of her eyes.

Because he was unlike any other man she knew.

I could tell because he was taking off his upper body his, but I could see that his whole body his was full of small scars here and there, and his muscles his were full of traces of training.

His thick forearms his that he could n’t possibly win with his slender arms his.

A firm chest that is completely different from the soft breasts that swell in a feminine way.

The angular body, for some reason, the strong smell of perspiration all over the body.

A place that contains an angelic core that will not function-

As soon as the sacred ‘uterus’ saw him, it fluttered, and a sensation as if it was reviving a forgotten function flooded the girl’s body with her.

“Uh, why… For the first time I’ve seen a man, I feel like this…♡♡ It’s strange. Godmother angel. Oh, that’s…♡ It’s strange…♡”

The girl knows that her own body is reacting abnormally, and she tries to shake off the effects somehow, but it is impossible.

Because. They were all Quon’s designs implanted in her soul, which she felt was her angel in her.

All of the angels under Quon’s command were, so to speak, like ‘an alter ego of Quon’.

A part of the soul transformed by her power is the same as Quon.

What Quon likes, and what Quon hates. What Quon wants. What Quon doesn’t want.

Everything was engraved unknowingly and moved the angels.

Slowly, the girl noticed that a ‘female’ had emerged from within her herself and was trying to smell her scent her without her knowledge of her.

And- the man called Cleon slowly raised his head at Quon’s call.

Beneath her white hair her, black eyes gazed at the mother angel and the maiden angel.

“Quon…”

She called Quon’s name her in a timid voice, then turned her head away, closing her tight eyes.

“Ah~♡ It’s too much…♡ We met again after 1 hour 27 minutes and 32 seconds, and you rejected me like that♡”

Quon whined in a girlish tone, mixing her snort in an unimaginable way when speaking to others.

“Cl. Re. On.♡”

And if you call his name his again-

“Kuh, ah…!”

I could see the man in front of me shrinking in agony, and behind him, wings like those of an angel were about to appear vaguely.

Also, the halo that repeatedly appeared and disappeared with a crackling sound above her head her was an object made up of several layers of rings of light similar to the Quon.

“Me, male, angel…?”

Shocked by the sight of an impossible existence, the girl collapsed from her seat her, and soon the group of light seen from Cleon scattered and disappeared.

“Come on. Cleon. Please engrave a name on this child too. With your holy spear…♡”

Quon slowly steps closer to Cleon and takes off his tattered bottoms of her.

Then, what appeared was a male organ that had already risen stiffly.

Its thickness and length were ferocious, like that of a devil, not an angel.

“Ah…♡”

The girl’s eyes realized everything as soon as she saw it.

Somewhere in the head – no, somewhere in the soul. She noticed that she couldn’t deny it.

On her belly her, a pale pink imprint floated.

Then, the clothes that were draped over her body became a group of light and scattered, revealing her wet lower body her.

Quon looked at her and raised the corner of her mouth her.

She grabs Cleon’s body from her and makes her lean back to herself.

No, she’d rather be like she wouldn’t let her run away from herself.

The girl approaches Cleon-

She opened her vagina with her fingers, which had forgotten the significance of its existence.

Slowly, slowly.

She brings it to Cleon’s penis and begins to lower her back.

“Oh♡ laugh…♡ Ha ♡ ah ♡”

It must have been the first time he felt it, but the feeling of a foreign body felt inside was familiar.

Because she was connected to Quon, there was no resistance or reluctance to accept her goods from her.

She lowered her waist all the way, as if intoxicated with the men’s stuff that just filled her inside her.

I just accept her roots her, pillars, and tips without reservation.

“Cleon…♡-Sama…♡”

Then, she starts moving her waist while calling his name her in a sweet voice.

In front of Quon…

Cleon started rapping the girl angel.