Chapter 84 – 84. The Guest

Even after that, I demanded violent actions from Master.

“Hey, do you want to do it with your mouth? Anyway, I just got there…… Ugh, okay.”

Master sucked the things that came out of my back hole without any resistance.

“I, I am John’s slave… It’s a meat toilet just to satisfy your sexual desire. Panting-.”

As a woman, I sometimes make people say things that are difficult to say.

“Huhhhhh”

I even fucked it until it made me sound less like a bitch, more like a sow.

An act of throwing away all respect as a woman before being a witch, as a person with personality.

An act of unilaterally sacrificing the other person to satisfy one’s own desires and desires…… Master personally accepted all these actions.

Without any complaints or complaints.

Eventually, after her one-night stand with her-I realized that the act of terrorizing her master her was impossible.

Instead, her ugly desires her deep inside her her heart her soared her head whenever she saw her.

The result was n’t too bad, except for the fact that she had to go through trouble to hide her erection her whenever she saw Master.

* * *

“Ouch….”

At breakfast time, Evangeline, who was about to sit down in her chair, grabbed her hips and slightly lifted her hips.

Margaret, who was watching that, tilted her head as if it was strange and asked.

“What, where are you hurt?”
“Ugh- just… It’s uncomfortable to sit…”
“Okay? What’s going on Do you apply some medicine?”
“Even though I applied it….”

Evangeline said that while looking at John. John smiled shyly and turned her head away. Yesterday was too bad

Since you hacked her first hole like that…… It was not to the extent that he could not sit, but to the extent that he could not walk, or to the extent that it was not strange to have fecal incontinence at all.

In the fact that he did not hold any hostility toward him even though he felt her pain in her, Johann reaffirmed her heart in her. He also tells her that he has no reason to fear her.

‘It’s a foolish thing.’

Master is such a true, pretty, beautiful and kind person, how could you be afraid that such a person might kill you?

Even students who have traditionally been afraid of Iljin will be less afraid if that Iljin is my friend.

Of course, the horror my master showed me was incomparable to the horror that Iljin Barbara showed, but…….

“John.”
“…… Ah yes! Master.”
“I need to apply some medicine… Can you help me a little?”

She looked at John with a look of her desire. Yohan realized that the reason she was calling him was not just to apply medicine.

The thing she would normally have refused, but the moment she saw her face her, her ugly desire her reared her head.

“—As much as you like.”

John was overcome with desire.

Watching John enter the room with Evangeline, the witches realize that something happened between the two last night.

It was not easy to guess what had to happen for the relationship between men and women to change so rapidly.

However, they felt anxious that they would be left behind as well.

If someone runs, the rest automatically fall behind.
I had to run in order not to fall behind.
Or cut off your leg so you can’t run.

* * *

Headquarters of the Church. Central General Church.
This is where all the high-ranking clergy, including the pope, settled.
Elesis was imprisoned for fleeing the city with tens of thousands of its citizens.

Is it a sin to save people? – She appealed, but the vested interests of the church, who were only interested in killing more witches than saving people, refused to listen to her.

There was only one reason that kept her alive, because she knew information about the witch group.

“At least three witches… They live together in one place?”
“…… That’s right.”
“Can you take responsibility for that?”
“It’s my responsibility to be like this—do I need to lie?”
“That too.”

The church interrogator said so and took a lot of information from Elesis. She had an aversion to the church and tried to keep her mouth shut, but she couldn’t last long in front of an expert who would open her closed mouth.

Elesis, who even remembered the taste of her mother’s milk that she had tasted when she was born, collapsed from exhaustion while bleeding profusely.

The interrogator who threw her collapsed into the prison and left. Hearing footsteps receding far away, Elesis burst into laughter.

‘If only I knew this would happen…… I should have died on the spot.’

If so, at least I would have been martyred instead of being tortured like this. Even if it’s a meaningless sacrifice, the church doesn’t care about that.

Those who do not see people as people, but only see a number written on parchment. The anchored sons who are buried in the purpose of killing witches and have forgotten the reason they were created.

“Cool-!”

A puddle of pus formed in her throat, and Elesis, choking, twisted and vomited blood onto the floor.

It looked like it would die soon, but no one cares. In this prison there were many soon-to-be-dead people like her, and many worse than her.

A feast of living corpses. She despaired that this was where she would end up. Rolling over, she looked up at the ceiling and drew the sign of the cross using the moldy ceiling as drawing paper.

A bright yellow, golden cross drawn only in her mind descended on her. Even though it did not exist or possess any special power, it was a great comfort and strength to her.

God bless us. Save us. Forgive those who live in sin….

With a click, as if her prayer had been heard, the door of the prison she was confined in opened, and a priest wearing priestly clothes appeared.

The priest looked down at Elesis, who was bleeding, and began to recite a prayer toward her with tears in his eyes.

As befits the prayers of the miraculous priest, her body began to heal little by little. By the time Elesis frowned at the fucking act of torturing and treating her instead of giving her sickness and medicine, the paladins who had followed the priest began to carry her and move.

“Where… Cool!”
“Shut up. I never gave permission to speak.”

Elesis spat bloody saliva on the shoes of the paladins who were dragging me along. The Paladins frowned upon seeing her, but at best they did not destroy her after curing her.

Is torture the realm of interrogators? If not, to kill in a neat appearance before execution?

Surprisingly, neither. Elesis, who was taken by the paladins, was dressed up by the nuns of the church, and changed into a nun’s uniform that she doesn’t normally wear.

“What are you trying to do…….”
“A guest will be arriving soon.”
“Guest?”

It was a curious thing. She was accused of her apostasy, she was great enough to get her out of her prison, treat her, and put her behind her in her garb, what was her reason for her guests to come to see her?

While they were perplexed by the incoherent situation, the door opened and the guest the nuns had been talking about appeared.

“Are you that witch’s paladin?”

The whole body is full of golden clothes.
Despite the ridiculous color combination, charisma that is not funny at all.

Elesis had no idea who the being in front of her was, but she knew it instinctively.

This one is the ruler who stands above all, the embodiment of charisma.

“Now, tell me the details.”

He was a man worthy of being called an emperor.

* * *

Hear the sound of an airplane.
A sound I had only heard on Earth, and had never heard since falling to another world.

“Master, didn’t you hear something just now?”
“Yes? What are you talking about?”

I wondered if I had heard something wrong, so I asked Evangeline, and she said that she didn’t hear anything either- I turned my eyes to the book I was reading while tilting my head.

After that, how much time has passed? Someone knocked on the door.

At the same time, everyone in the house looked at the door with nervous eyes. This cabin is in the middle of the monster forest.

It’s an environment where guests can’t even visit, and there are no guests who dare to visit.

In other words, only witches or witch hunters come to this hut.

“Shall I open it?”
“… No, I will open it.”

Master hid behind me and approached the door. When I carefully opened the door, the woman standing outside the door began to complain as if it was opening so late.

“Really! When was the last time you knocked, do you open it now?”
“…… Who?”
“A guest! If you are not a guest, why do you come to this valley?”

While Evangeline, who had been overpowered by a woman who immediately threatened her, was staring blankly at her, the woman casually entered the house and sat down on the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, she crossed her legs and took out her smartphone from her pocket. …… Is that my smartphone?

“Here, is this the owner?”

She met eyes with the witches in the house and opened her mouth.

“Who is it?”

A guest has arrived.
Uninvited guest with my old stuff.