Chapter 281 – #77. Rebellion (2).

#77. Rebellion.

“…”

Sally blinked her eyes open.
It was definitely not a dream, it was reality.

Time changed in the blink of an eye.
To the past, not the future.

‘I was obviously getting the morning roll call…’

Before leaving for work, Cristina does her personnel check.
To consider something happening if we don’t get together at the appointed time.

It was a cumbersome procedure that had to go through unconditionally because communication tools could not be obtained for everyone.
I couldn’t help it.

But Sally returned.
She herself has not changed, but the timeline has changed.
I realized that soon after.
It was even weirder that she didn’t notice.

‘I never thought I’d return again.’

I don’t know the criteria.
When, where, and how she returned, she couldn’t figure out with Sally’s brain.

‘Saint!’

All was unnecessary, and she wanted to see the saint again.
Even though she was wearing a mask, I couldn’t see her real face.

Sally felt that the saint was more friendly than anyone else.
When she was hugged by him, she could forget everything in the world.

‘How should I express it?’

Who can be sure of her own existence…
Her sense that she was alive was clearer than ever.

Sally smiled and headed to work.
She waited until the saint appeared.
Ironically, he never showed up again.

Why the hell

She couldn’t understand
I went through the same process as the last time, but I couldn’t see the saint.
Does it make sense?

Sally finished her work in a sullen state.
As in her previous installments, she returns limp.
As the condition continued for several days, Christina looked suspiciously at Sally.

Because of the memories of her previous rounds, I was still keeping a close eye on her.

“Sally.”
“Ah, Saint Christina.”

Cristina naturally approached Sally.
Even Sally was used to this approach.

“Are you having a hard time these days?”
“Struggle…”

Sally likes this life for her.
I don’t know how long it will last, but right now it’s good to live.

But if there’s one thing I’m lacking, it’s my sexual desire that’s growing day by day…

‘It’s all because of the saint.’

Sally is on the low libido side.
Aside from her bland relationship with her husband, she wasn’t the type to wish for in the first place.

Sex with her saint was as good as she wanted after betraying her husband.

“Struggle… I have it.”

Sally opened her mouth.
Cristina focused on what would come next.
Her how can she help her.

Sally spoke of the saint’s absence.
Cristina already knew that the saint meant Kim Jin-woo.

‘Because of that man…’

Christina frowned.
A saint of the goddess Push, a man who rapes women in the name of giving love.
I couldn’t take a good look at him as a rapist.

“I’ll try to find one.”
“Thank you, Saint Cristina.”

She told her story in detail, but in the end it was about wanting to have sex.
Cristina was unfamiliar with Sally who had changed so much.

Because Sally, she thought, was a woman who loved and missed her husband.
She’s not a woman who rolls her body in hopes of having sex with a man.

‘But how do I find it?’

It was ambiguous.
The only clue is the coordinates of the ‘room’ where the saint appeared.
If you ask if you can find him…
She wasn’t sure.

Sally glanced at Cristina, then she slowly opened her mouth.

“I think she was taken to Orihime’s slave camp.”
“Speaking of Orihime… You mean Oni?”

Sally, who is swept up in the bridle of her regression, has information leading up to the slave camp rebellion.
She watched from behind, but she was aware of the process.

“Yeah.”
“… I see. I’ll find out.”

Christina stepped into Orihime’s realm after that.
She packs a handful, so she nibbles.

Orihime, who had been softened thanks to Kim Jin-woo, did not greatly irritate her slaves.
The slaves were enjoying an inappropriate luxury.

Taking advantage of the loosening of labor and surveillance, the ship moved farther away from the slave camp.
At that time, she ran into Christina’s group.

“…”

Ho-seon, who met Christina’s group, noticed at once that they were lifelines.
A sharp sense helped the weak man survive.

Exchange information with each other.
Cristina is determined to blow up her slave camp on time.
It was close to putting a spoon on Hosun’s plan.

‘What on earth is this man?’

From Christina’s point of view, Hosun had a perfect plan.
Escape seemed possible at any moment.

The plan was all from Lina.
It was possible because the experience of having sex while talking on the phone with Ho-seon was vividly conveyed as a memory.

We decided on a D-Day and broke up.
The ship is her original slave camp, and Christina returns to her own realm to recruit her personnel.

Work was progressing steadily.
And on the exact day the ordeal ended, the slave rebellion began.

* * *

“Rebellion?”

What is a rebellion
A coup d’état is when a lower person rebels against a higher person.

Is there anyone on the 4th floor who can stage a coup against Orihime?
Does not exist.
If I had to make it up, it would be Christina.

‘But Christina only did it when Yoo Da-hee was around.’

Christina was not the type to increase her enemies.
I feel sorry for the people who are locked up in the slave camp, and they may be crazy to save them, but…
I will never lead or lead a rebellion unless I see a possibility.

“Are you breaking out of a slave camp?”
“Yes, yes. The slaves rushed to escape and several guards died… Everyone is reacting passively.”
“Recently, I seem to have treated you too kindly.”
“… Turn off… !”

Orihime woke up.
The woman in front of her was oppressed by Orihime’s force, and she couldn’t even breathe properly.

“Seobang-nim is resting well. I’ll take care of everything.”
“Done. I will help you.”
“No. It’s my job. Because of the slaves, I can’t leave the tiring work to the West.”
“… Let’s all finish quickly and rest quickly together. That’s fine.”
“I’m from the West…”

Orihime looked at me with eyes almost crying.
Orihime had no choice but to look down, which made her feel a little strange.

This is the female gaze… ?
She seemed offended by something, but it wasn’t bad.
We all have an instinct to want to be protected by someone.

“Yeah, can I just kill them all?”
“… Isn’t that convenient?”

While warming up, Dahee Yu muttered.
If Yu Da-hee is not stopped now, a massacre will unfold.

It doesn’t matter…
I thought it was.

“I will go alone. I don’t think we need to go all the way.”
“…”

He intends to leave Yu Da-hee, Titania, and Isilia behind.
I wonder if I need to take

Yu Da-hee’s eyes narrowed.
The gaze looking at me was not good.
Enough to make even the confident me flinch.

“… Because I feel like I’m going to have to go through trouble…”
“I’m okay.”
“You should rest in peace. You had a hard time catching the monster.”
“At all? That way, you suffered more.”

Stand up your cock and shake your waist.
I suffered quite a bit.

“… Tsk.”

Dahee Yoo shook her head excitedly.
I didn’t do anything, but I feel like I became a bad guy.

“Oh, I don’t know. I’m going to rest, so take care of yourself.”

Dahee Yoo gave up first.
They decided to retreat instead of following me.

I let out a sigh of relief as I turned my back and watched Yoo Da-hee walking away.

‘I have to fuck Christina, but I can’t take her.’

The slave rebellion is good news to me.
I don’t know if it’s dangerous because of the slaves.
To me, this kind of event was just a welcome thing.

“You guys are resting too.”
“I want to go with my master too.”
“I also.”

Titania and Isilia are close to Jim.
Just turning it off quietly is the way to help me.

“Just go and rest.”
“Ahh, I want to play with my master.”

Ordered Titania.
With stiff steps like a robot, Titania moved further away.

“Master! I’m the owner!”

Spend a year
I looked at Isilia.
As if Aicilia didn’t want to go, she was crying.

“Afterwards.”
“… Okay.”

Cilia stroked her hair.
Is it because he knows the power of command?
It was somewhat obedient.

Pat Pat-.
“Go and rest.”

Patted her ass
Isilia glared at me with her flushed face.
Feeling a little like that, I removed her hand.
As soon as it was removed, Isilia said.

“Do more, do more…”
“If you rest quietly, I will play with you later. Without a wish.”
“Huh, Hick… !”

Banged her chubby ass.
Aecilia groaned loudly and gave her ass away.
Her flinching form was very cute.

“Go.”
“Ah Okay…”

Isilia walked away.
As if she was missing something, she kept glancing behind her.

I turned away from that gaze and headed for the coordinates of the slave camp.
Because I had already experienced it, I was able to arrive without hesitation.

“What about the slaves, Mr. West?”
“I will go up to the fifth floor soon. Yes take care of it.”
“Okay. What about the West? Where are you going?”
“Me?”

I’m going to find Christina.

‘I’m not sure if Christina led this rebellion…’

Either way, the timing is perfect.
It feels familiar, so I can’t help but miss Christina and Hoseon.

‘There’s also Lina’s pussy.’

Hosun’s girlfriend, Rina.
Lina here.
A slutty pussy that allows a pussy for a few coins.

Chew.

There were many delicious-looking pussies.

“I’ll move alone for now.”
“… Yeah…”
“You can just rest. Because I’m not in danger by myself.”
“No, there was a mess, but we have to clean it up.”

He seems to get angry just thinking about the slaves.
Orihime seemed to have no intention of leaving the slaves alone.

“Then see you later, Mr. Seo.”
“Yes.”

Sending Orihime away, I took out her mask and put it on.
If you have this mask, you can play another self, so there is no fear.

“Christina, Christina…”

Slaves are rushing about.
No matter how many times I caught it, it came out constantly like a regurgitation.

“What, what? Mask?”
“Ignore it. Don’t make a fuss about it.”
“Run away before Orihime comes.”

I moved against them.
Everyone was busy moving, so they didn’t bump into each other.

And we finally met

“Thank you, Saint Cristina. Thanks to you, I was able to escape.”
“Nope… By the way, that… What guy haven’t you seen? He is a man who wears a mask and calls himself a saint…”
“I’m sorry, but I haven’t seen a man like that.”
“Is that so?”

Slaves including Hoseon and Lina.
Players who are beholden to Christina.

I was getting ready to move from one place to another.

“You are… !”

Cristina found me.
She must have been her strange mask to her, but she seemed to feel that it was roughly the same bastard.

“You can see the end here.”
“What… Miss Cristina!”

There are three or four guys who noticed my life.
They quickly wrapped themselves around each other and rolled their bodies.

Holy sword, Excalibur.
3rd herbivore, multiple blasts of sperm

The front of his pants was ripped open, exposing the gunfire.
Streams of light hit the earthen walls.

Quaang-!

The heads of those who could not avoid it exploded.

Most of them were Slaves.

‘I have to save Lina and Hoseon.’

Aim was able to do that much.

“Mo, everyone prepare for battle!”

Cristina shouted at me.
Seeing that I hated it, it seemed that I had roughly noticed that I was a saint.

“I will engrave the teachings of the goddess Push into her body.”
“You were also a rapist. Not a saint with sacred duties!”