Chapter 237 – 231+ Owling, the Village on the Bridge
=Hyat?!=
Isilite went to the room where Hwanin was waiting and was immediately caught by his arm and laid on the bed.
= Oh, I’m sorry. Master, hold on a minute. Aang.=
“Why?”
Hwanin, who wrapped his arms around Isilite’s waist and licked her white collarbone with his lips, stopped caressing at her urgent voice.
=That, that.=
How can I tell this atmosphere that she just came without washing her hands while she was chopping vegetables?
Isilite struggled with her body as she mumbled and tried to run away, but her phantom, noticing her reason, wrapped her arms around her waist to prevent her from running away, brought her a cloth of holy water and held her hand. Cleaned it directly.
“Didn’t you say something?”
= Oops…….=
Embarrassed, it feels like wiping her front paws after catching a puppy that has been playing outside.
After wiping her hands clean, Hwanin put his hand under her skirt and skillfully took off her panties. Then, she unhooked the hook of the skirt and threw the skirt under the bed.
“Even if you want to run away, you won’t be able to run away.”
= Oh, master…….=
Isilite, who exposed her lower body in her raw state, felt both shame and joy at her master’s behavior, which seemed to want her.
“Isilite. Look.”
Hwanin, who laughed at that cute gesture and put his hand on her cunt, raised her hand and showed her the clear liquid that was smeared on his hand.
Isilite’s face turned red.
“I only washed her hands, but why is it so wet here?”
=That, that.=
Her genitals, with her reddish-brown pubic hair growing cutely, were moist enough to accept a man right away. Every time her Hwanin’s fingers moved, the sound of water was heard continuously, stimulating Isilite’s shame.
Isilite couldn’t bear to answer her and covered her face with her hands.
The feeling of wiping her hands was like being caressed her cunt, and I can’t say that I got wet because the master’s thick hands twiddling between her fingers was so erotic.
Anyway, thanks to that, the two skipped the foreplay and went straight into the main game.
Issilite lying on her side on the bed and accepting her little master from behind.
The little master came all the way to the root at once, and Isilite, who felt the master’s pubic bone touching her buttocks, shook her hips gently with her pained moan, and put her impressions in her small voice. .
= Ughhhhh… Lord, Master. So good….=
“Is slow sex like this good?”
= Lower….=
Isilite felt as if her heart would burst as the master’s voice pierced her eardrums at the presence of the little master who filled the bottom.
Followed by a slow back and forth movement.
It wasn’t the height of pleasure that made her breathless and choked her so that she couldn’t even scream. To express it, the feeling of floating on her fluffy clouds and tickling inside her chest and womb?
Isilite understood why Anne hadn’t screamed loudly.
It is not intense mating where erogenous zones are constantly stimulated and the womb is attacked, but extremely gentle sex where the uterus and G-spot are lightly caressed while feeling the body temperature from her clenched hands.
Her toes kept curling up and she wanted to wiggle her legs, but she managed to endure it by covering her mouth with both hands and suppressing it.
However, Isilite felt more climax than usual at the unfamiliar sensation that this act was different from her usual sex.
The sound of suppressed breathing, the act of love sharing only the lower half of the body as if rubbing. The regrettable thing is that they can’t smell the owner’s body because they can’t see each other.
If only that could be solved, there would be nothing better.
=Extremely.=
Isilite closed her mouth again and twitched her toes at the presence of her little master who had sneaked up to the entrance of her womb while she was unguarded.
Yes… I want to make a cool sound.
‘Next time, I’ll be sure to ask you to do it next time,’ Isilite promised as she squeezed her little master’s cunt tight.
=Haum~.=
Having cleaned her little master with her tongue, Isilite tightened her bottom to keep her semen from spilling out, then put on only her skirt and quickly passed into the room next to her.
Even on the third floor of the inn, there are several other rooms, so anyone can see, but she is wearing an adventurer’s skirt that goes down to her knees, so she behaves boldly.
Suddenly, Hwanin, who saw her door closed, tidied up her disheveled clothes and closed her eyes to check the amount of heat left in her.
‘Everyone has recovered.’
Before starting, she fed Bisang with wind and the amount of Hungi went down to 20%.
There was a time when her soul orbs were less than 20, and her Hungi went down to less than 5%.
At that time, she had to hug Ryuhi several times to recover to 80%, and even so, it took two days.
But now it takes less than an hour. It’s all thanks to Anne and Issilite.
Among them, Anne’s help was great.
The maximum amount of energy per person is fixed, and the size is generally divided from the size of a fist (for ordinary people) to the size of a basketball (for professionals). And when this aura falls below the size of a coin, you start to suffer penalties from that point on.
It is a side effect that can be fatal to activities such as pain in the lower abdomen, poor physical condition, lower body temperature, and lower body function.
For this reason, Hwan-in is carefully managing his girlfriend’s energy so that it does not decrease to less than the minimum golf ball…….
‘That’s only Issilite.’
Isilite has a reiki tube twice as large as her normal counterpart, and her recovery rate is far superior to that of normal people, but if she absorbs reiki without resting for three weeks, she will eventually receive a penalty as well.
But Anne doesn’t need this kind of ‘management’.
Her aura almost fills her body, a model figure of 195 cm. Spiritual energy flows out like spring water that never runs dry no matter how much it is absorbed.
Of course, compared to when she was in the middle of her gigantic muscle mass, her volume was reduced by less than half, so the total amount of aura must have decreased.
Even that was a story from two weeks ago. Today, even that decline has disappeared. As if it would not decrease beyond this point, he was absorbing her aura every night, but the total amount did not change.
Hwanin was curious. If you stop having sex for about a month in this state, what will happen to her body?
Will I go back to the old big muscle heels, or will I keep my current slim model figure?
Anne viewed it negatively.
‘I’m going to go back to being that muscle gorilla I used to be. Evidence? My tears are the basis! So you have to take responsibility for me until the end?’
At that time, Anne jokingly said that if she abandoned him, she would follow her until she died, but Hwanin read the primordial fear in her silver eyes.
Fear of being abandoned. Horror at the prospect of her returning to her old hideous body.
Her hwanin hugged her tightly and whispered to her that she would never leave her and never give up on her, and Anne regained her stability in her hwanin’s arms.
Anyway.
After checking her condition, Hwanin puts on a black hooded cloak he bought at Wayford, wearing all black clothes and her hood is also not gray.
Today, the moon is also a new moon and there are many clouds, so it is darker than usual. In addition, if you move secretly with the black mask Yurpa made, the patrols and guards of such a small town will never find you.
When she even put on her gloves, there was the sound of the door in the next room opening and closing, and women rushed across.
= Oh, are you leaving now? Wait for a moment. I’ll change my clothes too. =
=I’ll prepare it soon.=
Isilite, as her maid, acted as her natural escort, and Anne, out of great curiosity about her sexual misfortune, but her Hwanin did not allow it.
“No. I go alone.”
= Huh? Why?=
When told not to follow her, Anne wondered, “Why?”, But Issilite immediately noticed the reason.
= Because we don’t have covert technology…….=
“Okay. I plan to move quietly, but if I take you with me, secrecy will lose its meaning.”
=…… Shall I also learn the stealth skill?=
Issilite laughs at Anne’s self-talk with her eyebrows furrowed.
= Poop. You’re going to learn stealth with the weight that makes the ground thump every time you walk?=
=…….=
= Oh… No, don’t come summer solstice…… Wow!=
After laughing for a while as Isilite, who had been subdued by Anne, struggled, Yu Lepa took out a plain-looking leather pouch from her belt pouch and stuffed it into her Hwanin’s arm.
=It’s a portable presence reduction magic tool. It’s a tool that creates a thin film around the wearer’s body to reduce small noises, so I think it’ll be helpful for him.=
“Thank you.”
As soon as you put on the bracelet, a strange feeling covers your body. The feeling of being covered with a thin layer of air.
=Yuri sister. No more of that? I think we can go together if we wear it.=
= There is, but it will be of no use to you? Reducing the presence is also effective when you have stealth skills.=
Seeing her disappointment, Hwanin deliberately stepped on the wooden floor. Creak- The tree screams. This time, when I step on a hard place and move quietly, it literally moves like a ghost without the sound of rubbing my clothes.
=…… That’s why you said it’s useless for us.=
Hwan-in, who confirmed her rough principles, said that he would go to Anne, who was looking at her sullenly, and her girlfriends, who were looking at her, and then spread her lowest-level doctrine and jumped out of the window.
He twisted his body to a suitable height, changed direction by kicking as if pushing off the inn’s stone wall, reduced his falling speed, and at the same time rotated his body and landed in the backyard, literally making almost no noise.
Couw?
Seeing Hwanin suddenly fall from above, Bi-Sang opens his eyes wide.
Shh.
When she raises her finger to signal her to be quiet, Bi-sang clenches her beak. Hwanin nodded her head lightly, then jumped over the fence in the backyard of the inn and disappeared into the darkness.
Yurpa, who was watching the silent movement from the third floor, let out a small tongue.
= If she hadn’t become a soul sage, she might have become an assassin. =
Isilitte and Anne silently nodded as if agreeing.
Hwanin, who closed his eyes and expanded his senses, moved toward the mansion of Malvin = Ruby Joo, sensing the passage between the private houses that felt like a large wall.
‘He’s coming again.’
Hwanin quickly hid himself in the shade under the wall at the sign of someone coming out of the alley in front of him.
The only village she saw properly was Carton Village. The patrols there also patrolled the village at night, but not as much as here.
Hwan-in, who moved to avoid the soldiers who were constantly wandering around like patrolling military camps during wartime, soon reached the northern cliff he had chosen as his destination.
A rocky cliff with a height of about 20m, slightly inclined and rugged, so you can see many places to step on and hold on to.
If you climb the cliff in front of you, you will see the family tomb of the Louvise family.
It would be convenient if you followed the path you climbed when visiting the mansion, but it would be unreasonable to use it because the watchtower you saw when you went up to the mansion, as well as the window of one house, guards the uphill road as well as the stone steps that connect the uphill road to the family grave.
“…….”
Hwanin silently started climbing the cliff.
It’s been so long that I can’t remember if I haven’t used the two-tailed monkey’s tree-climbing skills, but at this level, I can climb with just my physical abilities.
Even though she is at the lowest level, her strength and stamina have greatly increased thanks to her 1.2x body strengthening effect, sparring with them, and physical training every day.
Paying attention to the surveillance range of the guards on patrol, Hwanin quickly climbed the cliff and looked around with a small sigh.
It is low, but there is also a stone wall, and this side is not visible from the bottom because of the viewing angle.
Hwanin, who got up, slowly moved to the ossuary near the stairs to the left of the two family charnel tombs.
“…….”
Hwanin’s eyes are directed to the six souls standing or sitting in a daze.
Six souls crouching, standing, or sitting down here and there in the graveyard. Where did the other six go?
‘It’s more like an ossuary, but the consciousness of the spirits isn’t clear. After all, the statue helps the soul maintain its consciousness.’
Hwanin opened his mouth in a low voice.
“Hello.”
He has a voice, but only one soul responds. She is a widower-looking woman with yellow fox ears and two yellow fox tails on her hips.
Unlike other souls who have lost their sense of self due to anger and resentment, this soul exudes resignation and lamentation, and has a sense of dignity in the attitude of sitting on a tombstone like a chair.
After glancing at Hwanin, the female spirit of the Inho tribe looks back at the cemetery by the west riverside and mutters slowly.
“You are a strange person. Say hello to a place where there is no one…….”
“There is no one. Aren’t you there?”
“…… Ah?”
“Nice to meet you. My name is Hwanin, and I am a wandering soul master. I have come to ask you something.”
At Hwanin’s self-introduction, the widowed woman’s soul slightly opened her eyes and mouth.
=Anne. I have to take medicine today.=
=Oh, I forgot.=
Anne, who had been pacing around her room for a while after her ghost left, took out a luxurious glass vial from her pocket at Issilite’s point.
Contraceptive pills. It is not produced by the Pharmacists’ Guild or the Alchemy Association, but is produced and sold by temples. It is a pill that, when taken, coats the outer wall of the uterus for about a week to prevent implantation.
When eaten, the uterus feels a bit tingly, but it is not burdensome on the body, so it is a contraceptive that is favored by wealthy people, noble families, and noble families.
Taking out two green pills the size of her little fingernail, she gave one to Isilite and gulped the other herself. Anne shook her vial.
=Oh, there are few pills left.=
=How many are left?=
= 6 pieces. I ate it today, so it’s only 4 weeks old. Umm, can you enter a town or city with a church within a month?=
= It would be enough just to move, but if the owner has misfortune…….=
It will be hard Anne scratched her head with her troubled face.
=I should have bought some before leaving Farkhist, but I forgot.=
=Yes.=
There is nothing more difficult than getting pregnant while traveling. What’s more, the owner’s child has entered, but I can’t do anything like surgically removing it.
After thinking for a while, Isilite knelt down on her window sill, resting her head on it, and called for Yurpa, who had been waiting for her phantom to come.
=Sister, older sister.=
= Huh? Why?=
=Can you make birth control pills?=
Blinking at the unexpected question, Yurpa took a quick glance at the situation and shook her head.
= I can make it, but I can’t recommend the pharmaceutical pill because it gives too much damage to the body. It’s a precious place where you have to bear your child later, but wouldn’t it be difficult to have an unhealthy uterus?=
Seeing her talking while looking at her own belly, Isilite nodded her head involuntarily.
I can’t help it.
= You don’t know what’s left. =
= Huh? What are you doing with dew?=
= To be honest, I should avoid going to bed. Even if I think about your constitution, even if I think about the master’s energy absorption, it’s better for you to eat.
Looking at Isilite, who yielded without any hesitation, with an expression of strong coexistence of her sorryness and her gratitude, Anne hugged her tightly and expressed her gratitude.
= Thank you. If you get the medicine instead, I’ll give you the second half as much as you can’t sleep!=
= It’s okay. I said I would yield only the bed, but I didn’t say I would yield anything else.=
Isilite, whose height difference caused her to bury her face in Anne’s chest, but she replied with a laid-back expression, not out of malice.
= I hope. I want to hug you too. When will the observation period end?=
While Yurpa was envious of the two, a phantom wearing a gray hooded cloak, not black, opened the door and entered the guest room.
When the hood is removed, an angry expression is revealed.
Overgrown eyebrows. The brows clearly marked with wrinkles. The eyes are full of displeasure and the mouth expresses irritation.
Women who had never seen Hwanin express such displeasure were startled.
Hwanin’s way of showing his displeasure was limited to slightly furrowing his eyebrows, but such a naked expression?
Anne, who freed Isilite, approached her phantom, she asked.
=Doryeong, what happened? I don’t like the expression. =
“…… Before I talk about what happened, I have something to tell you. Yurpa, please make a sound insulation barrier.”
=Yes.=
As soon as Yurpa snapped her fingers, the sound of waves coming from outside and the friction of the bed frame coming from somewhere in the inn disappeared all at once.
It’s probably not just because the girls became lewd that someone came up with the idea, “If there is a barrier to sound insulation, wouldn’t it be okay to make as much noise as possible during sex?”
Hwanin, who even closed the wooden window, leaned against her window frame and mentioned what had happened in Carton Village.
The story of a woman who died after being gang-raped by thugs instigated by her lover and brutally hacked to death by her lover.
I don’t know the identity of the woman, but the Inho tribe that killed her is what I saw in her memories.
= What……. Did that happen?=
Like Anne, who had joined from Parrhist and did not know the details of the story before that, Isilite only knew that she had made her black soul a reality, so her eyes widened.
A brown tiger criminal.
Massive masses of slain victim souls covering Owling.
Hwan-in, who went out of hiding and came back to show his anger.
Yurpa cautiously opened her mouth.
=Suddenly bringing up the story…… Are you saying the incident is related to this town?=
“Yes. A mass murder in this town is judged by his actions. The Rubiju family that rules Owling had nothing to do with this massacre. The problem is…….”
Anne, who was about to be furious, hesitated and waited for Hwanin’s backstory.
“…… That the man who committed the massacre did nothing wrong.”
It was a very cool voice that seemed to lower the ambient temperature by about 2 degrees.
