Chapter 726 – #020. Priest of Darkness, Kaya Levantein (19).

#020. Dark Priest, Kaya Levantane.

Sylvia reacted close to a seizure.
I understand.
No woman could easily accept an orgy prayer meeting.

But she had to.
Because if I don’t, I’ll die.
Sylvia knew that.

“… Perhaps that is an unreasonable request.”

The point is to show a liberated reaction to death.
She immersed herself in the role of a priest of peace.

“I saved the villagers, so it’s done. Now that she has completed her mission and is able to say hello to the Goddess of Peace early, that’s rather good.”
“…”

What if the villagers don’t help?
Priest of Peace Ryan dies.

The good priest who saved the old village chief’s grandfather who was suffering from a chronic disease and took care of the convenience of the village in many ways was not enough.

Because the villagers didn’t help the prayer orgy.
Will I be able to stay away?

‘It’s impossible.’

Did you ask for someone’s life?
The Goddess of Peace did not wish for her sacrifice.
The god of darkness might be like that, but Uriel is a transcendental being who belongs to the relatively righteous axis.

The Goddess of Peace asks for one thing.
Just to raise her prayers towards herself.

Is that difficult?
None of this is difficult.
It was a matter of mindset.

‘Except for the grandfathers who suffer from erectile dysfunction.’

Older people couldn’t have sex.
There may be some lively old people, but most of them have functional problems.

I lay on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.
As long as Sylvia didn’t approve of the orgy prayer meeting, there was nothing I could do.
Nothing but calmly waiting for death.

“Did the God of Peace really ask for such a prayer?”

Sylvia asked Loen, casting her doubting eyes on her.
She doesn’t seem to know that it’s blasphemy.

Rowen said.

“The two elements that make up peace are strength and love. In order to create a prayer meeting full of love, it is only natural for church members to mate and offer prayers.”
“So you did that in the room on the second floor?”
“I prayed to the goddess. With Priest Ryan.”
“…”

Thanks to what he has shown so far, he has gained credibility as a priest.
So Sylvia couldn’t ignore our words.
Believe it to be true

“… Just wait. You said it was a week, right?”
“The priest has one week left to live. The priest will die in a week.”
“All right.”

Sylvia leaves her house as if she has made up her mind.
Rowen looked down at me and laughed.

“Are you feeling well?”
“… Not at all.”
“The corners of your mouth are twitching.”

Rowen brought a small chair and sat down next to me.
Then she looked around and asked in a whisper.

“Isn’t that really shortening lifespan?”
“No.”

Don’t want to die
I wonder if I can die in the first place.

Rowen looked out of her window and let out a sigh.

“An orgy. I never thought she would do what she did when she was a mercenary.”
“Isn’t it more correct to say that you suffered rather than did it?”
“… Yes, I got it To Greg and those mercenaries.”

Loen seemed to be almost liberated.
What happened in the past seems to be good now.
He was the type of person who valued results more than process.

“Why do guys with dicks like to do it in groups? I don’t get it.”
“I don’t know too well about that.”

Should I say it’s weird?
Should I be curious about situations that can’t be called normal?

“An orgy prayer meeting, is it possible? How does Loen look?”

Rowen thought for a moment before answering.

“Must.”

* * *

After leaving the house, Sylvia moved on, thinking about what Ryan and Loen had said.
Even on the way to see the village elders, all I could think of was the prayer meeting.

‘Really?’

It didn’t seem like he was lying.
There was no way that the priest who emitted such a brilliant light, who was willing to make a noble sacrifice, would make such an ugly request.

But I couldn’t believe it.
Had to have an orgy to pray to the goddess.

That’s right, it was difficult to move on.
Sylvia’s reason kept beating.

‘I still have no choice but to do it.’

Sylvia was feeling guilty about Ryan’s situation.

She saved her father from dying and saved her from the Rex mercenaries who were trying to covet her.
And she took on the guilt of her foolish ex-husband.
If you don’t feel sorry for her, you’re not human.

It seemed that Sylvia herself had taken Ryan’s life, and she couldn’t raise her head in front of him.

This is to reap and give back the favor that Ryan gave her.
Although her methods are eccentric, her intentions are not bad.

Still, there may be people who don’t like it.
She was not a problem that Sylvia could run on her own.
She went to her adults for opinions.

“Excuse me. This is Sylvia. Can she come in for a minute?”

Sylvia met the elders of her village and gave her word.
She told us what she heard from Ryan and Loen.

“… What is that… ?”

The old people didn’t understand what her Sylvia was saying to her.
Sylvia understood their reaction.
She explained again.

“Should we hold a prayer meeting for the priest?”
“Yes.”
“Is that prayer meeting like that?”
“Yes, I am giving back the sacred power that the priest gave to the elders of the village.”

Only then did she understand her principles.
Even the elders noticed that her purpose itself was acknowledged.

“I’ll do anything to save the priest.”
“Yes, how many things the priest has given me. It is absolutely unacceptable to pretend not to know the priest.”
“The Light is watching.”

Elderly people responded positively to the prayer orgy.
In the battle between values ​​and conscience, conscience has won.

“However.”

In the middle of the old people talking amongst themselves, an elderly woman raised her hand.

“Do you guys have a clerk?”
“…”

The atmosphere calmed down.
No one was able to answer confidently.
Most of the elderly gathered here had lost their sexual function.

“Didn’t you say you needed about fifty, Sylvia?”
“The priest said that during the prayer meeting of the denomination, he participated in roughly that amount.”
“Isn’t it possible that the priest’s lifespan may not return properly if there are not enough people?”

Leaving behind her grandfathers, who drooped their shoulders in disappointment, her grandmothers took the lead in the conversation.
Ryan devised a way to repay the favor she received.

“Didn’t you say you had a week left?”
“… Yes.”

Ryan’s lifespan is one week.
You have to find a way in it.

* * *

The atmosphere in the village was chaotic.
It seemed to be preparing something.

“As expected, people have to live kindly.”

The goodwill I gave is returning to me again.
The process wasn’t smooth, but I could see it was progressing little by little.

Everything is ready.
Because I was watching with the power of a god, I was able to guess the timing.

Sylvia came to visit me.
It was the point where I had three days left to live.

“Priest.”

He had a serious face, as if he had made up his mind.

“I am ready. I got consent from the villagers.”
“Consent means… ?”
“All the people who were helped by the priest decided to pray to the Goddess of Peace.”

I followed Sylvia out of the house.

People gathered in the town square.
A large piece of cloth was spread over the dirt floor so that they could lie down.
It was funny that bedding was provided.

Young people glanced at each other.
The atmosphere felt strangely floating.
If you think about what will happen here, it can’t be a very embarrassing situation.

I stood in front of them
Limping with a half-crippled body.

“Priest… !”

Water welled up in people’s eyes.
The hero who saved the village is acting like a mess.
Unless you were a psychopath, you couldn’t help but shed tears.

Sylvia said.

“Can you tell me how the prayer meeting is going? We gathered to help the priest, but no one actually knows the process.”

Sylvia’s voice was quite serious.
Orgy It seems that the prayer meeting will not focus on the orgy.
She said that she was here for a prayer meeting, and she had almost brainwashed herself.

“… The prayer meeting of the Church of Peace… It is a meeting where church members gather to offer prayers to Goddess. It is to feel love, one of the components of peace, and to receive the grace of the goddess.”
“Speaking of that love…”

To Sylvia’s question, I spoke with a confident voice.

“It is an intercourse. We offer prayers with an act commonly referred to as sex.”
“Three, sex… !”

The villagers took a deep breath.
In the suddenly quiet square, only breathing could be heard intermittently.
The atmosphere got awkward.

“What are we to do, priest?”
“… You just have to pair up and have sex. Since I am with you, the Goddess will also hear our prayers.”
“…”

I must set an example first.
I took off my top in front of people.

“The priest’s body…”
“Black! What can I do?”

Young married women shed tears when they saw their bodies ruined by the problem of lifespan.
It was such a mess.

“Thanks for your help, everyone.”

I thanked him and lowered my pants.
In another sense, people’s eyes were wide open.
Even the married women who were wiping away their tears couldn’t take their eyes off my cock.

“Let’s pray. To the Goddess of Peace.”

Saying that, he pulled Sylvia’s hand.
Sylvia did not deny my power.
As it was, they collided their lips in front of the villagers.

Jww, jjwup!

Starting with Sylvia and I kissing, the sound of taking off clothes came from here and there.