Chapter 144 – Meeting With the Prophet (3).

Urination also has an order.
Jjoreuk, jjoreureuk, shyaaa, taltal.
Currently I was passing through the 3rd stage.

I completely relaxed my sphincter and bladder and peed into the toilet.
The problem is that the toilet is human.

“Gulp.”

Petra Friedrich, an international S-class hunter with a whopping level of 500 or higher and a seer known to everyone in America, is holding my cock in her mouth.
That alone is shocking enough.

However, Petra did not stop there and went one step further.
She gave up being a human and declared that she was a toilet while receiving and drinking urine instead of semen.

Will American citizens believe this situation?
Doesn’t seem to listen to me even if I speak.
She might have pointed a pistol at my head when she said, “Don’t bullshit Petra.”

“OMG….”

My body trembled.
As much as I held back the urge to urinate, the pleasure of urination touched me greatly.

‘I drank coffee for no reason.’

I peed more than usual.
This is because of the diuretic effect of coffee.

The stream of urine that had been gushing out was slowly weakening.
I emptied my bladder.

Now move on to step 4.
You need to shake off the pepper to expel any remaining urine droplets from your urethra.
A must-have procedure for a healthy urethra.

Chop, poop-!

Petra did it for her.
He sucked and drank what was left in his urethra.
Thanks to that, the post-processing was neat.

“Master’s holy water, goouk.”

Petra released her my cock.
And she bowed saying thank you.
Leaning over her body, she let out a cool burp.

“Thank you for drinking well.”

It was much more relaxed than before.
Compared to resisting with force, it was much more like a toilet bowl.
After Petra got what she wanted, she focused on her role.

“Her….”

Only laughter came out.
I wiped my face with dry hands and sighed.

I looked down and saw that my saggy cock was shining brightly.
I started to get excited when I remembered what had just happened.

“Petra, I wonder if this is right.”
“Petra is a toilet exclusively for the owner.”
“I think I’m really going crazy.”

Why does he look like a normal-looking white man and do things like this?

“Pee…. Since I gave you holy water, will you listen to me now?”
“Yes, I am listening.”

As if asking me to say something, Petra stares at me and waits for my words.
A strand of cock hair stuck to the corner of Petra’s mouth.
I said as I took it off.

“Let’s try to organize it from the beginning.”
“…….”
“All other guilds ignored us. It’s worth ignoring him if he suddenly asks to meet you. I understand everything.”

From the point of view of the American guild, the words of the Korean Hunter are not worth listening to.
No matter how much you are a Korean S-class hunter, especially if you are trying to talk about the destruction of the earth.

If it is difficult to understand the American guild, you can try the reverse.

‘An S-class hunter from a less developed country than Korea asked for an interview with Han So-ra of the ‘Haetae’ guild?’

Whether as a citizen of the Republic of Korea or as the owner of Han So-ra, it’s fucking unbearable.

“But only the ‘Guardian’ guild allowed the interview. He told me to come to the United States while saying let’s talk…. Is that something you made up?”
“Yes.”

Petra nodded confidently in answer.
Thanks to the culprit’s confession, a lot of troublesome question-and-answer time was saved.

“Why?”
“That way, I will be able to meet the Master.”

It wasn’t worth asking why.
There was no rational reason for a woman who claimed to have a toilet.

‘… It makes no sense.’

The hole is pierced
There were too many gaps in Petra’s words.

‘Does he comply with Han So-ra’s request because he wants to meet me?’

Back and forth don’t match

“You can just call me. Or are you coming to see me?”

Tangent itself is easy.
After confirming her predicament through her ‘revelation’, she would have had Petra at her disposal.
She had enough power for Petra.

Why did she dare to call her to America through a conch?
I was curious about Petra’s intentions.

“Uh, um….”

Petra put on her bewildered face and stretched her words.
Judging by the look in her eyes, she seemed hesitant about how to answer.

“Say it.”

This bitch is my toilet.
With that mindset, she pulled off a forceful tone.
She was tighter than when she was acting with a mask on.

Then Petra slowly opened her mouth.

“Petra is your toilet bowl.”
“No, tell me why.”
“Petra is a toilet exclusively for the owner.”
“You shut your mouth in a very different way.”

She seems reluctant to talk.
I didn’t have the strength to open that mouth.
Han So-ra and Petra, everyone chose what they wanted to do and did it.

It was definitely a “Training assistant app,” But I was being dragged.
All of this was due to lack of power.
It’s a woman and a nabal, and I feel anew that I have to be strong first.

“… Anyway.”

Whether or not she called me through a conch, Petra must have her own reasons.
She decided to believe it.
That wasn’t what mattered now.

Words left by the boss monster on the 50th floor of the Tower, the brainwashed rebel leader Harperion.
Regarding this, the thoughts of the prophet Petra, a hunter belonging to the ‘Guardian’ guild.
That was far more important.

“How is the atmosphere in America? Do you feel like going all the way?”

If you conquer the 100th floor of the ‘Tower’, your wish will come true.
Compensation information that doesn’t even sound like that has been spread to the hunters—clearing the 20th floor—.

In addition, American hunters are in a position to break through the ceiling of the world.
Compared to other countries, the 100th floor of the ‘Tower’ is closer, so it was not strange even if you were thinking about what to wish for.

“Absolutely.”

Petra explains the atmosphere of the United States, saying, “What are you talking about?”

“Even if I tell you Sora’s information, no Hunter will stop. It is clear that they will not believe the information itself, knowing that it is a ploy to sabotage them.”
“Are you going to run all the way to the 100th floor?”
“I can’t stop.”

Petra shook her head.
She frowned as if she was fed up with the American Hunters.

“… What if I told you that you had a ‘revelation’ as a prophet?”
“There will be political pressure. It is also a very distant story.”

Petra’s ‘Guardian’ guild has made personal gains through ‘Revelation’.
Nevertheless, the reason why there was no special sanctions or resistance was because the profits were given back to society.

“Even if you’re doing it like I’ve been telling you so far?”
“The intent of information depends on the recipient, not the giver. Even if the master conveys the information with a pure heart for the sake of the world, American S-class hunters will never take good care of it.”
“…….”
“Because they are currently running in first place. They will only see it as a ploy to sabotage them.”

Even if it were me, I think I would have thought like the American Hunters.

‘Who the hell would listen to the words to yield unconditionally in order to prevent the destruction of the earth?’

I will feed you the law with the mindset of just fucking it.

“How many floors are the American hunters climbing?”
“The highest floor is the 86th floor. The ‘American’ guild is leading the way.”
“They are really crazy bastards.”

The moment you clear the 100th floor, the Empress of Pandora dispatches an army.
A war with aliens breaks out because of greedy hunters.
Messy humans have to face an alien invasion no matter how strong they may be.

‘… Is not it?’

Before the hunters became greedy, who knew that it would unfold like this and proceeded with the work?
An alien from the planet Pandora who put a ‘tower’ on Earth.
Empress, called a very arrogant title.

‘A woman is the emperor?’

As long as she was born with a pussy, a woman cannot ascend to the throne.
Females are nothing more than holes for males.

“I must find a way.”

Or even prepare to face the Empress’ army.

“First, wear pants.”

Petra tore my pants.
It was not at a level that a person could wear.

“… If you get out of here, you’re in the middle of a New York street.”
“I’m sorry, master.”

Yeoje and Nabal, what should I do in this crisis?
Her head was throbbing.

I don’t like the way she apologizes either.
I didn’t feel sincerity at all, I wondered if he was making fun of me.

“I will be punished as an apology.”
“Punishment?”

Petra went wild again.
This time she started undressing herself.
The pure white skin characteristic of white people was revealed.

Petra sticks her hips out towards me.
His chubby buttocks twitched in front of my eyes.

Seeing that, her hatred for Petra melted away.
The urge to grab and insert that bountiful piece of meat surged.

I asked, trying to suppress my desire.

“… Is your hair so thick? This is enough to make Da-eun look like noona.”
“I raised it on purpose. So that the owner can customize the look he wants…. Don’t you think you’ve grown enough?”
“Customized to the look I want?”

It’s good to see a bushy pussy like a jungle, and a bare mountain with a forest fire is also good.
I think it would be a lot of fun to shave the hair between the thighs into the shape I want.

“It’s ugly.”

The ‘me’ of the future, this is enough recognition.
For some reason, an unknown inner intimacy was built up in the existence of ‘I’, whom I will never meet.

Then, Petra speaks.

“Please punish me, master.”
“Punishment?”

Holy water was urine.
Does punishment mean cock punishment?
I waited for Petra’s words.

Petra grabbed her own ass and spread it apart.
She has her pink butthole gaping.

“… Master, whenever he gets angry or whenever I do something wrong, he punches my butt….”
“Stop!”

The future ‘me’, you crazy bastard.
I don’t know what the hell you were doing.

‘We won’t be friends forever.’

The future “Me” Was not normal.
I didn’t want to be friends.