The trio, who briefly met with Kim Sang-hyuk, came out to a safe place and were catching their breath.
"You had a hard time cornering Kim Sang-hyuk without being noticed, but what was that disgraceful act just now? Bishop Vines."
The thin but tall man glared at Vines with wide eyes.
The woman who carefully removed the thin mask that resembled a mask pack was a cold-looking blonde beauty with long eyelashes and neat facial features.
"…"
When she doesn't say anything, the skinny man chases her once more.
"It appears that my previous judgment lacked faith. Would it be okay if I conveyed exactly what I felt?"
Although the voice seemed to be questioning every single detail, there was a hint of resentment on the tip of the man's tongue.
"Be careful what you say to the bishop, Tone."
The large man guarding Vines' side stood upright and pushed his shoulder.
"It's not fruitful. It's fruitful. If it can't be used, it should have been removed."
"… Who said it couldn't be used? The strategy is a change. Kim Sang-hyuk must be brought on the same side."
It already looked like a fight was going to break out, but Vineth's thoughts were firm.
Then the big man also spoke quietly.
"I want to ask you one thing, Bishop. Why did you suddenly change your mind? I thought it would be better to beat him to death."
"My 'alter ego' was also ambushed in a very good position."
"Tone, first of all, your clones have all been found."
Tone, who had been questioning him sharply, quickly adjusted his glasses and said nothing.
It means that it is recognized.
Kim Sang-hyuk's "Seeing and Red"
Sword Saint Justia is famous for this skill. It is called Hongan in the hunting industry, and it is remarkable that a daughter born into an ordinary family inherited it intact.
Kim Sang-hyuk, who is known to be completely unrelated, also possesses that skill.
The rumor was true, and if I touched it wrongly, I almost bled.
"Somehow… I feel like I have a power that is hard to explain in words. Junseong. Did you feel anything?"
The large man named Junseong scratched his head.
"Hmm… I just thought you deserved it, Bishop."
"Hmm… Kim Sang-hyuk is a 'Strike' type hero. So he was equipped with magic power to resist strikes in advance. It didn't seem like a specially designed method."
"Didn't you know? Think again. What you should focus on is power, not shooting."
"Warrant?"
Tone frowned as if he didn't understand at all.
"Kim Sang-hyuk's power is personality excretion... There is nothing known about the Onahole area, but I heard that it is not a big problem unless you are a woman."
"He attacked us outside of our consciousness. No matter how much we strengthened our firearms, do you think a regular pistol bullet could penetrate the magic shield and affect our bodies?"
An attack thrown out of consciousness.
Vines found it strange that all the Colt Python shots, which seemed ordinary at first glance, were fired at exactly the same time.
The sounds of shooting also seemed to overlap. It may feel like rapid fire that has reached the level of God, but it is different.
When Vines noticed, Colt Python was no longer in Kim Sang-hyuk's hands.
The bullet had already hit the target.
The other two seemed to realize how strange that was, although it was later than Vineth.
"I thought it would be better to remove it since it would become a variable. It might be too big a mountain for us to touch."
"Hmm. I understand. I guess my thoughts were a little short this time."
"On the other hand, it also means that if you persuade the author, you can receive great help when rescuing the saint."
"Let's think of a different approach."
Vineth gritted his teeth nervously.
A little faster,
As soon as possible... We must rescue the saint from the evil facility called Correctional Headquarters.
'It took a long time to bring about Hampureunhoe. Please wait a minute. 'Saint.'
The saintess of Hampureunhoe.
『Imperial Blue』… The only woman who can manufacture a unique drug called
Everything from mass-produced products with purity reduced to one thousandth to luxurious crystals that Chunwon had a monopoly on. The saint's body provides the most comfortable anesthesia on earth.
She says that she gives me an ecstatic time where I completely forget that I am alive and that my body even exists.
'I will not let the Black Crusade fall into her hands.'
"Bishop Vines. I heard that Kim Sang-hyuk has a weakness for women.
"…So?"
"No, really, the fact that he reveals himself to women is a very famous thing."
"…"
Junseong pretended not to hear her and turned his head.
Vines opened his eyes wide and spoke in shock.
"Are you telling me to use the beauty world?"
"If you bow your head, isn't that the only way to do it?"
"You're so good at talking about how it's not your business, Tone."
Tone lifted his glasses with his middle finger.
"I just made a reasonable suggestion."
"I've never done anything like that."
"After all, if you want to shake a man's heart, shouldn't you change your outfit first?"
"… I'll take care of it. Don't even think about touching me."
Even if I die, I have no intention of asking a boring man to choose my outfit for me.
"We'll set a new date and move. Wait until then."
"Yes."
The two of them were polite to the bishop as they left.
'… Sanghyuk Kim.'
We don't know anything about each other yet.
The first impression is that it feels like it's out of place. Strangely, that guy's face keeps coming to mind.
'If you look at what he said, he was no different from other ignorant humans.'
If you truly learn the doctrines of the Hampurunhoe, you could become an enlightened person like Tone or Junseong.
Let's try to help with 'enlightenment' a little bit.
This is also the bishop's job.
Vineth, like the other enlightened ones, melted into darkness.
*
"Religious advice…?"
Cybele stood silently, and then she was startled.
"It couldn't have been a simple religious recommendation. They tried to kill my senior, who was returning from a mission!"
"It's nothing special."
"Senior, don't you have a brain?"
"The words are too harsh."
I know.
If you look at the mention of the saint, they are 100% believers in the Hampurun Society.
I don't know much because I've only heard the general story, but it seems to be a religion that once caused many victims in Korea.
Yuuna has shown something she particularly hates.
It may have something to do with the fact that Synth Beze is an S-class villain, but he doesn't seem like a bad person.
Honestly, how much of a percentage did the Synth Saint contribute to the bad events?
If you think about it that way, I'm a little skeptical. You can't just talk about it carelessly.
"Was the incident caused by Hampurunhoe that serious?"
"When they were active, it was severe. They said they were going to spread the gospel, but they carried out terrorist attacks in subways and on the streets. There were countless casualties."
"Okay. I'll take care of this now."
I decided to talk to Rachel.
"Visiting Synth Beze... Do you mean?"
"Is it possible right away?"
"You cannot meet S-class or higher villains without permission from the head of the Correctional Headquarters."
"Is it so?"
"For any reason?"
Rachel is Isabella's longtime assistant.
She is a slim, short-haired beauty who looks good in a suit, and now it feels like she is serving Isabella and me at the same time.
If you talk to Rachel, who is also hanging out at the correctional headquarters,
I thought I could find out what Synth Beze is up to right away.
"Those who claimed to be members of the Hampurunhoe came to challenge me."
"We will immediately increase security around the area."
"Are you okay?"
I raised my hand.
It probably wasn't breached because there weren't enough security guards.
"They seemed like they were quite capable. I just thought it would be quicker if I talked to the saintess about why they were doing that.
"If that's the case, I'm sorry. S-class and higher villains are basically not allowed to visit. In effect, it's like being imprisoned for life."
"Can only officials meet? For example, guards?"
"Yes."
Hmm…
"Shall I speak to Lady Isabella?"
"No."
Isabella is busy doing the happy baby pose.
"If something like this gets to Isabella's ears, she won't be good for the baby."
"Sanghyuk…"
"I'll handle it on my own. Rachel, please help me."
"Yes, the lady said to help me if anything happens... So I will help you with anything."
… Anything?
An impure thought passes through my mind for a moment and then disappears.
Well, the other person is Rachel. There are no gaps. He is a person who has never shown himself to be sloppy in front of me.
Perhaps that's why he was trustworthy as a business colleague and was never driven by sexual desires.
"For now, I'll go back to school. Everyone will be worried.
"I will pick you up when you leave school."
After saying goodbye to Rachel and returning to the classroom,
Yuna and Henna responded right away.
"Work. Did you do well?"
"Oh, it was simple."
"Really? Are you hurt anywhere?"
I think men are cool when things like this happen.
Nothing happened!
"That's right. Look, he's fine."
Yuna smiled while stroking my arm.
"Good job. Our Sanghyuk~."
"…"
Seeing Yuuna's relieved expression on her face, it occurred to her that she owed her cute guard a little something.
If she came home hurt, she would have been scolded by Yuna.
Anyway.
There are times when my pregnant girlfriends go to school for events like today.
Basically, like Isabella, I am cutting off outside news and resting.
I don't want to disturb that time as much as possible.
Isabella, who has worked all her life, feels both boredom and comfort in her daily life.
It's good to go and pounce on pregnant women while they're doing gymnastics and happy baby poses.
If it's about a religious group that has done terrible things, I don't want it to even come to mind.
For peace of mind and body.
"Is this week the last week of the second year?"
"It's rather late. It's already spring."
I drove Yuna and Henna to the front of her hospital.
"If we go back in, it's time for pregnant women's gymnastics."
"To work hard."
Jjook…
Before parting ways, Yuuna kisses and touches her Henna's breasts.
Hmm, it's soft and nice.
"See you again, Sanghyuk."
"Just stay in the habit of doing what you're doing."
Normally, they tell you to go outside, but for Henna, it's safer to stay inside.
If you do something that doesn't suit you, you'll get in trouble.
There…
"Once you've matured enough, I'll shave off your pussy and turn you into a hot girl."
"This is a popular girl... That popular person is Jo."
I think I understand.
I looked into Henna's pretty green eyes and kissed them.
He sees them off until they enter the facility, and then leaves.
It's time to work.
After the sun sets, she takes Rachel's car and goes to Ona Holman's office, which Isabella had given her.
I had messy sex with the blonde twins here and ate a burger together at the fast food restaurant right next door.
It's already been a year.
Time flies.
"We have arrived, Sanghyuk."
"Thank you always, Rachel."
My office is a place for crazy sex.
Whenever I work with villains, I always do it here. People's habits cannot be ignored, even though there are convenient things like sex rooms.
When I have time, I often come here and have sex.
I have younger siblings at home.
As an onahole man, I feel like this is the place where I have sex.
"Inventory open."
Slurp.
Today's legally caught pussy The Flame Witch appears.
The sight of lying down on the bed with your whole body open is quite stimulating. It still retains the warmth it had when it fought with me.
Is it because he has already done something close to rape?
Her matted black hair, the bra hook carelessly torn off, and the bare stockings digging into the flesh of her thighs caught my eye.
"I've changed, too."
Now if you look at it like this,
I'm so excited to make her happy with my erect cock.
Right, N?
Apply the huge breast witch's jelly to the erect dick. Maybe it's because I experienced Little's sadistic touch in the afternoon.
As soon as it meets my dick, which has good contact compatibility, it clings tightly to me like it has discovered the sun.
[Jelly leans on the dick]
"It sticks well."
I buried my hands in the soft buttocks of the lying witch.
When I tilt it slightly to the side, a pink hole bulges between the mounds of my deliciously tanned pussy.
I felt a warmth inside, as if my nickname, the Flame Witch, were burning.
*