55 – Unbelievers and heretics – 4
It was going to be a real big deal.
He put his hand on Christine’s head and let out a sigh of relief. It was thanks to Charlotte for playing her part.
If the timing was just a little bit slower, Serena would have been harmed, and if the timing was a little bit faster, Christine would have been dodged. It was indeed a perfect time calculation.
In order to use teleportation between Serena and Christine, one preliminary work was required. To focus all of Charlotte’s consciousness on me.
The act of thinking that Christine would be blocked by teleporting me would itself be subject to mana nullification, so it was a necessary task before that.
The difficulty was absurdly high, as she had to watch the distance between the two and focus her consciousness just before Christine pounced on Serena.
However, since the target was me, Charlotte managed to succeed in one go.
And I, who tried to stop that fight with my body, became like this.
Even though the holy power would have disappeared right before it touched the body, the moment the fist touched, half of the upper body literally exploded.
To the point where it would be more accurate to say smashed rather than pierced. It’s to the point where I think that I, who was hit by it, didn’t explode half by one, but only half exploded.
This was an attack that was really meant to kill Serena.
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Judging by the power of her fists, if Serena had collided head-on with Christine with her wings spread, it would have been difficult for her to stand still.
I can still see the skin on my shoulders slightly reddened.
Fortunately, even after this, the spine was not sore, so it was possible to stand somehow.
If her spine had been shattered, she would have flopped and flopped on the floor, and Serena, blinded by that, would have tried to kill Christine somehow.
However, it is difficult for even Serena to deal with Christine, who has raised her divine power, without mana.
I don’t think Serena is going to lose, but I don’t think she’ll ever win. It will probably be a victory that only hurts.
As I thought about that, I stroked Christine’s head three or four times, and my eyes filled with bewilderment slowly returned to normal.
Rather, the corners of her eyes were even slightly bent down, as if she had started to get excited in a different direction beyond calming down her emotions.
My body squirmed and began to recover. Blood, flesh, and fragments of internal organs, smeared everywhere, gathered around the bare upper body.
As the flesh regained its human form, Christine’s arm, which had been pushed out, hung limply.
I brushed off my clothes and removed my hands from my hair.
Christine put on a wistful look for a moment, but then, her face filled with joy, she knelt on the floor and lowered her head hastily.
Serena looked at him like a bug and came closer to me.
“Are you all right, lord?”
“I ride because I’m always fine. And that sounds like something I should say. Are you okay, Serena?”
“I’m fine too. Thanks for your concern.”
That’s what he said, but Serena didn’t look okay at all.
The skin where the fist had passed was flushed red, and in particular, the shoulder where Christine’s back touched was visibly swollen because the clothes had burned away.
It was a divine power that Christine radiated directly.
An ordinary person would have been in great pain because they were directly exposed to the power that would have melted their bodies just by getting close, but Serena did not show any sign of that.
“You don’t think you’re okay at all?”
He reached out and lightly touched Serena’s shoulder. Serena frowned slightly, saying, “Oh,” and then hurriedly returned to normal.
But it’s already too late. When my gaze mixed with accusation, I quietly lowered my tail and bowed my head.
“Look at this. I knew it.”
“I’m sorry, lord…”
“I told you not to say you’re sorry, and to tell me if you’re sick. I also told you not to hide it to yourself.”
“That’s right…….”
“But why did you do that?”
“…”
There was no reply, but if he reprimanded me further, he was ready to blow his throat right here, so I stopped at this point and carefully touched the wound.
Every time my finger touched it, it seemed like it was quite painful to twitch slightly.
I could feel the heat burning through my fingertips on the red, swollen skin.
Since he was in contact with the divine power, his inner muscles must have been half-ripened, but in this situation, enduring the pain wasn’t enough, so he even thought about wielding a sword.
“Charlotte, use some healing magic on Serena.”
“hate.”
“And why?”
His head turned sharply toward Charlotte at the sudden refusal. Seeing me like that, Charlotte responded as if it were natural.
“The bitch who receives it also feels bad, and the person who gives it makes me feel bad too. Why do you have to do such a troublesome thing? If you really don’t believe it, ask the bitch in front of you directly.”
When I looked back at Serena at those words, Serena carefully avoided my gaze. why is this real
Serena fidgeted at the increasingly intense gaze and looked at me. It seemed that he himself knew that what he was doing was just a tantrum.
“Serena.”
“……Yes, my lord.”
“Answer me honestly. Should I do that even in this situation?”
“That’s right. It’s much better to stay as it is than to receive recovery magic from that woman.”
“…Yes, it’s nice to be honest.”
I blew a small beet on the forehead of Serena, who had really punched the doctor who refused treatment in the face for telling me to be honest.
Even if I punched her with all my might, Serena wouldn’t tickle me, so a light crack is just an expression of affection.
Serena, the person who had the last night, cautiously blushed, and Charlotte, who was on the other side, was staring at me with an expression as if asking why she wouldn’t treat her, so it’s really an expression of affection.
“But you’re not going to stay that way, are you?”
“I’ll bandage it up later. I’m sorry for bothering you, lord.”
“If you know it’s causing concern, why don’t you just calmly receive the recovery magic?”
“I hate that.”
“…”
Leaving behind Serena, who was vetoing like a knife, she knelt down on one knee in front of Christine, who was lying flat on the floor with her head bowed.
Even when I looked from above, I could see her breasts sticking out from the sides as they were pressed against the floor.
I couldn’t see it properly because of the arm attached to the side of my head, but on the contrary, it added more imagination.
Because of the posture, the white stockings and thighs that were being squeezed as if they were about to explode, the flesh of the thighs pushed up on both sides of the main garter belt.
Her chubby buttocks twitched on either side of the hem of the dress that barely covered only the important parts.
“Christine.”
“Tell me, my God.”
“Raise your head for now.”
At my words, Christine raised her head and looked at me.
The moment she lifted her head, her breasts wrapped in a black nun’s uniform swayed up and down, showing off her presence. All sorts of positive emotions mixed together and overflowed in the two eyes directed at me.
“I thought you came because you had something to say to me.”
“It is a great honor that you still remember the words of this mere lamb.”
“But why do you get into a fight as soon as you arrive, huh?”
He tugged at Christine’s cheek.
The next thing to say must have been that he was trying to drive out Serena and Charlotte, who were heretics and unbelievers, so he was trying to completely turn his attention to me so that they wouldn’t have another fight.
“To eliminate the heresy that blasphemously sits next to the gods. That is my mission.
I pulled Christine’s cheek harder as she gave me an answer that didn’t miss my expectations. The head came in the direction I pulled my cheek.
Even though her face is distorted, her eyes are bright, and Bonama and Christine are also enjoying it.
“And I told you to stop, I didn’t.”
“Yes, I have done it.”
“But why aren’t you listening?”
“Please, please forgive me.
If I had just stood up and said these words, Christine would have been frightened, banged her head on the ground, and begged for forgiveness with tears, but with her hands on her cheeks, she didn’t seem to have time to think about that.
Orot was entrusting his head to me while letting out strange moans in the middle.
“Let’s talk small talk like this.”
“Kheuk.”
When he released his hand, his head fell to the ground and made a strange noise. I got up, and Christine came quickly to my knees and licked the dust off my clothes with her tongue.
I thought I could hear Serena and Charlotte lighting twin wicks in the back, but I tried to ignore it.
Christine, who thoroughly licked her knees and the clothes around them, purged her tongue with divine power and knelt down again.
To use that pure divine power just to clean your tongue. What would other priests say?
“So, what do you mean by that?”
I stopped Christine from putting her hands together in front of her chest to pray and asked the first question. Upon receiving my question, Christine’s eyes calmed down.
Christine opened her mouth with a grim smile.
“Since I found the monster with the black blood that God spoke of, I dared to come before God.”
