Chapter 103 – 103 – Rust Attends the Conference of Deadly Sins #2

103 – Rust attends the Council of Deadly Sins #2

Murderer.

He committed his first murder at the age of 5.

He stabbed the man who had abused him to death with a dagger and felt liberated.

That was the only murder I remember.

After that, he killed more people than he could even remember.

As a result, he became a tycoon with a bounty of 100 gold coins.

He gathered twisted criminals similar to himself and founded the organization “Psychos”, And their name reigned like a nightmare throughout the kingdom after the war.

It was in the last few months that the murderer’s mood deteriorated sharply.

‘Those bastards who suddenly come out without any foundation and claim that they are the greatest sinners.’

Blood Crusade.

Murderer was very uncomfortable with the sudden rise of pseudo-pagans.

‘The Sin Seat Rust? Is it right to hand over the position that has been vacant until now to a brat who has only made a name for himself for a few months?’

The selection of the throne of mortal sin was the authority of Pope Gregory.

Pope Gregory could not exert any influence on criminals and heretics and was not treated as a king—.

Nevertheless, receiving the seat of the Great Sins Seat was like the worst honor that any criminal could dream of.

‘You bastard. ‘Aren’t you the guy who is in cahoots with the Pope?’

Murderer was a person with extraordinary senses.

He thought that Rust, who was sitting in front of him, was closely related to Pope Gregory or the religious order.

In fact, his stories contained many metaphors and implicit messages.

It was a biblical and theological story that could not be engraved in one’s body unless one had been involved in the Bible or church-related work for a very long time.

‘This is clearly the crow planted by that vile Pope Gregory to instigate and manipulate the participants of our Conference of Deadly Sins.’

Saikos contacted the Walpurgis witches, who had been fighting and killing for ten years.

We have also concluded an agreement to fight against the Blood Crusade members if they participate in this Conference of Deadly Sins.

Zek-.

At that time, the man in the red robe pointed to his mask.

“Do you know what this red cross on my face means?”

Cross.

It was a symbol of humiliating punishment, but after the rise of the religious order, it symbolized the devoted love of the Lord Elohim.

The meaning of Rust, the throne of great sin, wearing it on his face -.

After thinking lightly of it, Murderer said.

“It is a revolt against the religious denomination and a symbol of rebellion against the faith of the world—what is that?”

“No. In fact, it means nothing.”

“What?”

“My face, the gestures of my hands and feet. There is no meaning to my obsession with impressions. The face behind the mask also has no meaning. I am only the voice. It is the voice of heavenly punishment blasting towards the world!”

“What kind of bullshit is this… !?”

Murderer heard that Rust had been misleading and inciting many people.

If the story goes on long, this man, Rust, may use a strange magic called ‘brainwashing’ to harm them.

The murderer thought it would be quicker to put blood on a knife than to have a conversation.

“Then let me ask you a question too! Do you know why I love daggers? The moment I lose my breath is the closest and most vivid feeling! Rust, what will it sound like when your breath dies!”

Zek-.

A murderer with a dagger drawn.

But the reason he couldn’t attack easily was because the Great Sin of Anger was sitting at the same table.

‘You shook off the Witch of the Wheel like you were squeezing out a rag, right?’

The Witch of the Wheel, flattened like an ant crushed by a large palm.

She was still writhing for her tough life.

“Ugh…”

‘The guy named Rust may be very suspicious, but that guy named Lars is definitely a real guy. Where did a guy like that come from?’

If you attack Rust, you will also have to prepare yourself for death by Ras who will intervene.

Zek-.

The murderer was now paying attention.

Because I wanted the witches to do something.

The witches of Walpurgis must also have had a great grudge against the Blood Crusade.

Soon the curse witch Bokor, holding the toad in her hand, opened her mouth.

“Then—”

“Don’t interrupt what men are saying! You bastard pussy! A barbarian bitch who doesn’t know that a woman should serve a man like her head! A woman’s mouth should only be open to bite a man’s dick! “

“You fucking bastard! I’m really going to kill you! I curse you! Rust! “You damn bastard!”

Zek-.

The curse witch, Bokor, couldn’t bear it anymore and took out her strange doll from her arms.
She was a doll made of straw.
「Curse doll」.

She was a fetish and an abomination that was used to curse others.

‘Is it true? Isn’t this an item that costs about as much as a year’s budget of a big city in sacrifice and money to make? Are you taking that out of here?’

Murderer was also a little embarrassed by this unconventional behavior.

Because she had been fighting against the witch Bokor for a long time, Murderer knew better than anyone else that her curse was sinister.

“Rust! If you nail this doll, your heart will stop! If you take off your mask right now and admit your mistakes to us, we will forgive you!”

“Would I die if I stuck my heart through a straw like that? This body Lust says, I am truly sex. When it comes to sex, getting plugged in and getting fucked is everyday life! “You can’t kill me with something like that.”

Sigh-!

The man stood up.

Rust said when a huge bulge on his clothes caught people’s attention.

“I will also curse you. “The moment I plunge this thick holy spear into you, Bokor the curse witch, you will die without even being able to scream!”

“You fucking bastard! “Don’t mock me!”

Pot-!

The curse witch Bokor drove the rusty nail she held in her hand into her doll of straw.
And at that moment, Rust in the red cross mask made her body tremble.

“Geu! Ugh! Cough!”

“Kyahahahahaha! How are you? My curse! It won’t take even 5 seconds for your heart to stop!”

“Geu! Ugh!”

Rust crawled on her table, complaining of her pain.
People couldn’t even breathe when they saw that scene, and the only one laughing was the curse witch Bokor.

Rust crawled towards Bokor like that.

He stood up.

Very fine.

“What? “What is it?”

Bokor is embarrassed.

Rust said to her.

“It’s a lie. I won’t die if I pierce this straw with a nail. There is no such thing as a curse in this world! You damn liar! Now, don’t move! “I’ll show you a real pile driver!”

Warak-.

Rust pounced on the curse witch Bokor.

“Khahahaha! I’ll put my stake in your mouth! Then you will surely die! Now come here! In the end, I will let you go like a female!”

“Kwaaaaat-! “Go away, you bastard!”

“Khahahahahahaha-! I like nothing more than crushing tough-mouthed and strong-willed women! From today, you are my straw doll!”

Bokor was truly astonished by the sudden sight of her hideous appearance on her face.
It was because I felt like I would die without even being able to scream if something like that got stuck in my throat.

‘Ooh, it’s not moving! My body!’

Bokor’s body stopped as if it had been stabbed with a stake.

She felt like a doll made of straw, and now she couldn’t even scream.

Seeing that, the Blood Crusade that had been watching the situation went berserk!

“Aaaaah-!!!! That is Rust-sama’s 55th hellish punishment, “Female Pile Driving”! “If anyone gets stuck with Rust’s stake, they will start to lose their breath as if they were cursed!”

“Is that the pile driving that has only been passed down in legend? I, Michelan, the third baptist, also saw this for the first time. It’s as beautiful as if you were carving marble with nails!”

“Bokor you bastard bitch! Now all that’s left is to sculpt it to Rust’s taste! Ah, I’m jealous! “I am enjoying a luxury that even Galatea has never received!”

A situation that is incomprehensible in many ways.

Even though he didn’t show it to his mother, he was secretly shocked.

‘… Bokor’s curse doll doesn’t work? Rust, is that bastard really a living devil? And you’re trying to rape Bokor right here!’

Bokor was truly a terrible woman.

If you lined up the ugliest women in the world, she would definitely be at the front.
Her skin was blacker than darkness, her hair was curly like a curse, her voice was cracked, and she smelled bad. She smelled like seafood.

Bokor was rumored to have been cursed by her long ago.
It was such a powerful curse that she became grotesque and gained the power of the ‘curse’ through it.
The curse was so strong that no man could feel her ‘sexual desire’ while looking at Bokor.

Raper, a high-ranking member of Saicos with the nickname “Rapist,” Was also shocked by this situation.

Zek-.

Raper gets up from his seat.

The murderer asked him.

“Hey! Where are you going?”

“You fucking bastard! Look at that! There are men who get erections when they see that Bokor bitch! This crossed the line! I can’t eat this anymore! A guy like that is a servant of the church? No! That guy is the real devil!”

Raper was very scared.

Even Raper, who raped and raped people regardless of age or gender, saw that the man’s sexual desires were horribly distorted.

“Fuck you, it was true that you ate the land! I am─. “I am—”

Raper.

He decided to retire today.

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“Why, why doesn’t my curse work!?”

Bokor was embarrassed.

It seems you were surprised that the ‘curse’ you cast didn’t work on me, right?

I was rather angry.

To think that someone would die just by driving a few nails into a straw doll.

A barbaric bitch!

Where in the world is there such a thing as a curse?

Even if it were, do you think superstitious people like you could damage a single hair of a devout and faithful priest like me?

I spoke to Bokor.

Haha, Bokor you bitch! I used to say harsh things, but now I see that I was just a bitch with eyes as soft as a deer! Now, hurry and welcome your master!”

Zek-.

I now brought my huge ‘Holy Spear Rust’ to the face of the curse witch Bokor.

Soon Bokor asked as if he was about to shed tears.

“My, my eyes are as soft as a deer? Well, this is the first time I’ve heard something like that!”

Was this the first time you heard a compliment about your appearance?

She was extremely restless, and her charcoal-black face seemed to turn red, and then she let out a harsh breath.

“Ha… Haaa… Rust, you guy! Are you saying I’m pretty? “It’s like a curse more terrible than any insult or mockery I’ve ever heard!”

“Khahahahahahaha! In front of this Rust, all females are equally desirable!”

It wasn’t a lie.

I thought the prettiest woman was Psyche, but-.

In a broad sense, I thought all women in the world were pretty.

Because according to Genesis, every human being was a masterpiece created in the image of God.

“So, all women have the right and obligation to receive this Lust’s dick! Bokor, you too! “You are proudly saying curses with your upper lip, but in reality, you are just a trivial and ordinary pussy in front of me!!!”

If you look closely at Bo Cor, you can see that her eyes are pretty.
Everything is pitch black, but the eyes are blue.

What kind of race is this?

It was when I looked into Bokor’s eyes behind my mask.

Bokor made a strange sound with a very red face.

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha… ! “Nggiiiiit!”

The guy seemed to be clutching his heart, but then he closed his eyes and collapsed.

Seeing her like that, the Blood Crusade cried out.

“Look at that guy! I climaxed before even getting nailed to the stake! This is why I can’t even use it as a straw doll!”

“Lust’s “Gaze rape” Was stronger than the curse of the curse witch Bokor!”

“Keeeee! My, I can’t believe my eyes! “I am now in a myth!”

I don’t know what’s going on.

It was a fortunate thing for me.

I didn’t want to lose my virginity to Bokor.

I took the opportunity to stand on the table and shouted.

“I wasn’t satisfied yet, but you fainted first. You’re such a useless pussy that both your upper and lower mouth are useless! Ruler! Who’s next!”

Zek-.

I looked at the witches.

The witches only supported the fallen Bokor and said nothing more to me.

What about Psychoz?

The murderer with the dagger drawn also did not attack me easily.

Clap clap clap─.

It was right then.

Someone applauded.

It was a man wearing a fedora and a golden mask covering his face underneath.

Skewered Grand Duke Vladimir.

He said, clapping his hands.

“It was quite a sight! Rust! That man is not a member of the church or anything. I guarantee it! And I know who the servants of the church that have infiltrated this place are!”

Zek-.

Grand Duke Vladimir, a skewer called the head of the “Gourmet Club,” Took off the mask written on his face.

“Let me introduce myself again. I am Rehoboam, the Grand Duke of the United Kingdom and first in line to the throne. “I am the servant of Pope Gregory!”