Chapter 181 – The St. Mary’s Walking Tour of the Sow (1)

“Here is… ?”

For some reason, Violet tilted her head at the sight of herself standing in an unfamiliar place.

“I definitely remember taking out her crystal ball to reveal the identity of the white-haired woman as always after finishing my day… “

Where are you? Violet looked around.

But even for a moment, Violet lowered her head subtly at the sense of incongruity she felt in her own body rather than looking at her surroundings, and screamed at her breasts that stood tall as if to welcome her.

“Uh, huh?! Why am I not wearing anything?!”

As she herself said, she is not wearing anything.

Violet hurriedly sat down on the spot with her hands covering her hips and small breasts, wondering why she was there, and started looking around to see if anyone was around her.

However, soon after that, Violet, who had her eyes on the dark earth with nothing alive at her feet and dozens of lights shining on it, pinched her own cheek.

“Whew… It is a dream.”

Thank god!

With a cute sigh of relief, Violet rose from her seat waving her half-twintail, perhaps thanks to realizing that this place was a dream, she looked around and started to walk carefully toward the light in front of her.

“It is a rather strange place… “

Like this dark land with yellow lines drawn on it, and these dozens of lights that are shining as if to wrap around this earth that you are walking on.

He turned on the streetlights around the church where he was sleeping or for the night passage of passers-by on the royal road, but he did not shine as brightly as in broad daylight like the light he was seeing now.

If I keep going like this, won’t there be a magician’s mansion that grants wishes somewhere?

The house of the wise man that I heard only in rumors is coming out?

Violet moves carefully step by step, recalling the fairy tales she read as a child.

However, even for a while, Violet trembled as if she was uneasy at the sight of this black land that seemed endless even after walking.

“That… It’s been a while since I’ve been walking alone in such an unfamiliar place, so it’s fresh, but… It’s scary too… “

It wasn’t a place I was familiar enough to walk around with my eyes closed like a church, and thinking that I was standing alone in a strange place I had never seen before, for no reason ominous thoughts came to my mind.

For example, in fact, this is not a dream, but a curse that makes the subject dream of walking endlessly.

Or he was already dead, but he was on the road to hell, not to the side of the Goddess, because he had sinned too much.

Even though she was a saint, Violet’s age was 22 this year at most. In terms of age, she was a complete adult, but she still had a lot of mental immaturity.

“Oh no! Clearly, the Goddess had a reason for this, so I, I must have had a dream like this! As proof… Hey, look that way! There’s a shelter over there!”

A small bench appeared in front of her as if it was a reward for her having taken a brave step while crying as if she was on the verge of bursting into tears at any moment.

“After… “

Violet let out a small sigh of relief at this small shelter, which was properly shaded and surrounded on three sides with bright red bricks as if to prevent the invasion of evil beings.

“Well, I guess it’s not as dangerous a dream as I thought.”

As she sighed for a moment and found some room in her mind, she soon began to feel things she hadn’t seen before. For example, weeds blown away by the blowing wind, or chestnut clusters rolling around

If you were on your way to hell under the punishment of God, there wouldn’t have been elements that would make you feel at ease just by looking at it like this.

Besides, in front of them, grains that look a little different from wheat but shine golden are standing in an endless row.

And finally, the cricket’s cry in her ears, which is said to be the end of the fire.

Violet closed her eyes carefully, as if to appreciate the cries of the insignificant insect, which, even though it was a dream, she could not feel, but just hearing it infused with happiness.

Yeah, she might have been running as if she was being chased too much.
Peace and stability on the continent are good, but if you don’t have peace in your heart, you won’t be able to look around you right now and only see what’s in front of you…

“Come on, walk quickly!”
“Ku, cuuuuu… ♥”
“Wow, this bitch really cries like a pig?!”

… ?

What?

“I couldn’t even look around me, only what was right in front of my eyes… “
“Kuuuuu!! Wooooo!!”

It’s not that they’re wrong. What was it?

“Screaming people and that, pigs… Sound? I think I heard… ?”

Violet, who had heard the sound of crickets just a moment ago, was calm or peaceful, but where did she go? Violet started trembling again like a cute rabbit.

‘What is it? What kind of dream is this… ?!’

What is that voice that gives you goosebumps just hearing it in the pitch-black yard except for the light from that street lamp?

No, he knew the identity of that voice.
How can I forget it? It’s the culprit who tortured her own pussy with her own hands every night!

Violet quickly ran out of the shelter and this time, she tried to uncover the man’s identity.

But just before her body leaves the shelter, a thought flashes through her mind.

‘Isn’t it what I can see?’

Right now, he thinks that he is dreaming, but he never knows.

If he sees himself, and if he tries to spread an irresistible corruption to himself like the first time, will he be able to resist?

The moment I first caught that white-haired woman and her man, the memory of the time when I almost accepted her depravity without being able to use that tremendous energy is still vivid.

Is it the right decision for you to fight against him alone like this now that there is no Christia to help you?

“Now, I went out for a walk that you wanted so much, so tell me.”
“Honey! Grunt!”
“You want me to talk without making pig noises?!”
“I think this bitch is so good right now that she can’t even talk?”

‘Oh?!’

While she was in conflict for a while, at the voices approaching the small shelter where she was already hiding, Violet hid herself in a corner but shuddered at the voice that was mixed between that platinum-haired woman and her man. .

‘I have a helper… What’s more? I feel like I heard it somewhere… ‘

Unlike those two men and women, it’s definitely a voice I’ve heard for the first time, so why isn’t it unfamiliar to me like them? When did you hear that?

‘Joe, let’s take a peek… ?’

This shelter is a place with holes like windows to look left and right.
Even if you can see yourself, they won’t know if you lift your head slightly and take a peek.

“Kwulkwul… ♥”
“Is it that good?”

Knock!

‘What the hell are you doing again… !?’

To be honest, there was nothing like this because I was curious about what other amazing, absurd things he was doing as long as there were things he had seen.

At this, Violet carefully lifted her head and poked her head out the window.

“Ah, ahh?!”

And, she soon found out. A platinum-haired woman and her man walking on all fours on a black road, and a savage woman next to her.

“Urga! I’m Urga, the princess of barbarians! More than that, what else is he making you do?!”

It was strangely not surprising that Urga was with them.

I don’t know why, but that face should feel familiar. The reason why you and she made a loud noise was not because Urga was wearing the leather clothes she always wore, but because she was wearing clothes she had never seen before like her man.

‘Yes, I thought that if it was a savage tribe full of evil cultists, it would be right to contact that man… !’

“The scenery here at night is better than I thought… I’m not going soon!”
“Kuuuuu!!”

But now that figure, that figure kicking the ass of a white-haired woman with her arms crossed by that man… !

“Is it an alliance? Or, as befits a group of evil cultists, it might be that they clung to him at the cost of themselves. Since the power was significantly reduced by Lord Eleonora during the last operation, the only way to survive for herself and her tribe would be to draw in external power.”

Arranged marriages are not uncommon even among the nobility of the kingdom, so what is the difference between barbarians who regard women as seedlings?

Even if it were Urga, who was said to be the nemesis of the living legend, Eleonora Croft, since she was born as a woman, it would have been inevitably a tool for an arranged marriage.

But Violet didn’t feel sorry for her.

“… “

Urga, although she had been sold, she was very satisfied with herself now, and she was kicking her with a smile that she, a third person, was too happy to see herself.

“Grunt!”

If it’s more pitiful, it’s the platinum-haired woman… Just as she was about to say, Violet was kicked by her

She blushed at the sight of her woman delightingly shaking her plump ass and her breasts.