Chapter 51 – Episode 51 ― The Goddess Comes to Me and Delivers Words of Wisdom (2)
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Episode 51 ― The Goddess Comes to Me and Delivers Words of Wisdom (2)
Helen just stared at her floor, her head down.
Martyrs suddenly lifted her Helen’s chin.
And.
“Huh-!”
A sharp sound of skin colliding with skin resounded.
At the same time, Helen’s moans were heard.
But Martyus didn’t care, and swung her hand again on Helen’s cheek.
Jjaak—, the sound of saying was never small.
Helen’s upper body staggered and moved.
Martius finished his two moves, then sighed and fell silent.
Then the leader immediately sat down on the sofa.
“Get down on your knees.”
It was out of context, but Helen understood his command, and she knelt before him.
Because it wasn’t the first time.
But this place is in the middle of the enemy camp.
Can I really do it as usual?
For the first time, bewilderment lingered in Helen’s eyes as she faced this situation outside of the church.
And suddenly, Helen gritted her teeth in pain as her hair lifted up.
“Kuh…”
“What are you messing around with?”
“Sorry.”
A familiar pain erased the hesitation from her mind. When Helen, who had been caught by her hair, was free, she began to unfasten her captain’s belt. Her hand movements were natural.
“… Hurry!”
“Gagging… !”
However, it seems that the leader did not like Helen’s movements.
Martyrs urged her and kicked her at the woman who sat in front of her.
She was unprepared and Helen, who had been kicked in the stomach, went out behind her and fell, gasping for breath.
Martyrs sighed and glared at her Helen.
“There is nothing I don’t like. Can’t ‘reflection’ properly anymore?”
“Sorry… , Heuk, I do…”
Helen crawled across her floor on her limbs, before she could even get her body up, and went back to her leader.
That appearance, at least, seemed to please the captain. He smiled crookedly.
“Yes, crawling like a dog suits you, bitch.”
“Yes. Captain.”
Helen answered in a toneless voice.
Seeing such a compliant appearance, the leader sat back on the sofa in satisfaction.
There were no more beatings.
In the meantime, Helen pulled down her trouser dance and pulled down her undergarments as well.
The exposed, not yet erect penis of the man was small.
Helen popped it into her mouth without a single frown. That moment.
The captain frowned slightly and said.
“Extract.”
“Yes. Step…”
Helen’s reply didn’t follow the sound of being slapped on the cheek. She had already been slapped several times by the power of the knight.
A section of her tender flesh was torn, and a trickle of blood ran down her neck and into her clothes. However, the captain slapped the cheek several more times as if he couldn’t see it, then asked.
“Did I just ask for water?”
“No. Captain. Sorry.”
“What should I do?”
Helen hesitated for a moment.
Once again, the captain’s hand hit the cheek.
Helen’s cheeks swelled up.
Only then did she speak her mind.
It was like a sutra, as if it were a string of words that had been memorized for a long time.
“First, I serve at a leisurely pace with my tongue. After having enough time for reflection. I value and accept a part of you, Captain.”
“Is that the type of bitch you know?”
“Sorry. Captain.”
“Do it right.”
“Yes. Captain.”
As if exhausted, Mathias slumped back on the sofa casually.
And Helen started licking his cock.
He licks the tip of her hair, moistens it slightly, and rolls it with her tongue.
After cleaning her glans, evenly lick down the part of her pillar.
Carefully lick and suck on both scrotums to heighten the excitement.
“Um…”
A pleasant moan escaped Mathias’ mouth. His object began to squeak and grow.
Each time a clear liquid formed on the tip of her head, Helen held her glans in her mouth and licked it. When she thought she had grown to some extent, Helen put it in her mouth.
“Hmm…”
The moaning leader is defenseless.
But Helen had no intention of attacking him. When young Helen tried to escape, she was severely punished dozens or hundreds of times.
Rebellion was not on her mind after that.
Compared to Roan’s, the pathetic Role-sized object did not make it difficult for Helen to breathe even if she held it all in her mouth.
She started moving her head like her machine.
At that moment, the leader’s palm cut through the air once again.
“Hubub… !”
“Hey, don’t stop. Bitch.”
“Hubu-boop…”
With her penis in her mouth, Helen muttered something. But she was not interested in who was speaking or who was listening, or what the words were.
“As expected, four years are tightened only when they are right.”
“Hum…”
“It’s not lewd though it’s mouthing, so it’s probably dripping from the bottom as well. If it wasn’t for the Goddess, you would have spread your arms everywhere. Ask to be beaten Be grateful to the goddess who protects your chastity like a bitch.”
Helen’s face, swollen and flushed, flushed red up to her ears.
In fact, her underwear was already soaked with love juice.
Helen didn’t say anything, and she — of course, she was biting the captain’s cock, but she — she concentrated on sucking the captain’s cock.
There was no word for a while, only the sound of flesh bobbing against wet flesh.
Occasionally, you can hear the breath and groans of the leader exhaling with excitement.
And soon after, the captain grabbed Helen by the hair.
“Huh?!”
“It looks like it will be cheap!”
The shallow leader’s voice announced that the climax was near. And the hand movements holding her hair quickened.
“Huh?! Whoop, whoop, whoop…”
“Kuh, huh…”
The captain held Helen’s head in both her hands and pushed it deep into his groin and then pulled it out repeatedly.
A man’s body scent wafted up each time he buried himself in her muscle-packed thighs. The smell Helen was familiar with, but could not like.
Helen’s head moved faster. And the captain made a squeezing noise.
“Flaw… , Wh… , Whoa…”
The captain’s thighs and hips were full of strength, and Helen, who was buried between her legs, could only feel his muscles tremble at their peak.
A small amount of semen trickled out into Helen’s mouth.
Martius shuddered.
“Cheeky… , Year.”
Without even removing his own, the captain let go of Helen’s hair that he was clutching and let go.
Helen swallowed the turbid juice that entered her mouth, then she began to lick the semen from the captain’s penis.
“Are you okay? Dirty bitch.”
“… Thank you Captain.”
“Even if you reflect, you don’t get any better.”
“Sorry. Captain.”
Throughout the conversation, there was the sound of chewing and licking the captain’s things with his tongue.
After a wink at being a hairdresser, Helen pulled up his underwear and tidied up her clothes again.
“Helen.”
“Bad… , Yes. Captain.”
Helen replied, suppressing her moans.
The captain’s boots burrowed between Helen’s legs as she was kneeling.
The tip of her hard shoe was crushing with great force the gap between Helen’s lower mound and it.
“Don’t give the demon king any room to approach.”
Countless questions popped into Helen’s mind.
But her learned answer was quick.
“Yes. Captain.”
Helen returned to her room after completing her ‘reflection’.
“…”
Helen said nothing and put her hand to her cheek.
The touch of her cool hand on her swollen cheek made her feel a little better.
A bitter but cold sensation.
A warm light shimmered in her palms and then disappeared. When she removed her hand, her cheek was the same as usual. She left a trace, with only a single blood stain crushed.
But she doesn’t have a mirror in the room. To prevent self-injury, all sharp or hard objects, except for furniture, had been removed beforehand.
So Helen, unaware of the bloodstains, lay on her bed with her weary body.
“Don’t give me any access…”
Everyone in the church told me not to seduce, but I didn’t do anything.
I didn’t do anything.
Helen closed her eyes.
No emotion arose in her mind.
Should I stay away from Grünent from now on?
“But I… To rescue Grünent.”
This rescue team is Grunent’s rescue team.
I’m here to rescue her.
If she ever breaks the word of the Order, she’ll do it at least once in a while.
It is for her and her sake.
“Sorry. Captain.”
So, she followed Grunent’s words, but she decided to keep some distance from the demon king.
However.
“Hmm? Something on the nape of Helen’s neck.”
The Demon King was a very considerate person.
Roan whispered something to Grunent.
Then Grünent dipped his napkin in water.
There was blood that had seeped through her collar that Helen hadn’t wiped off after her ‘reflection’ the night before.
“Oh, Helen. Where did you bury this?”
And Helen, for the first time, was very embarrassed. I’m afraid that the dirty traces of the previous night will somehow touch the body of the precious Grünent.
Roan, who had read her feelings, opened her eyes lightly.
“That, Grünent! Sir. Ok i… !”
“Blood, isn’t it?”
Helen’s body froze.
“Mo, I don’t know… Yo. This. Grünent… Sir.”
“Huh. Where the hell did this come from?”
Grünent silently wiped the scruff of Helen’s neck. Her Helen’s face suddenly turned bright red.
Roan watched them with his chin on his chin.
‘I can’t believe I’ve been ‘reflection’ until I came here.’
From Helen’s flashbacks and scenes with the hero, I know roughly what ‘reflection’ is. They hurt themselves with a cane or a whip, and they are beaten by the leader or help the leader masturbate.
So, the dangerous items in the room were removed in advance. But what about bloodstains? It even went down to the nape of my neck.
‘How did you leave the room?’
Guarding Helen and her leader’s room are the knights of the Central Knights of Minoreus.
They are not beings that can be persuaded with a few trivial words. How the hell
‘Could it be that the skill is like that?’
Roan thought of several skills that could deceive or persuade others.
‘Persuasion’, ‘coax’, ‘fascination’, ‘false’, ‘reversal’?
However, the correct answer message did not appear.
“Your majesty?”
“Hmm?”
“Come on, eat.”
Grünent and Helen were waiting for Roan.
With Roan’s permission, Grünent has invited Helen over for breakfast.
“Okay.”
It was cute to see Grunent excited about a meal with her friend after a long time. Roan looked at Grunent’s face and smiled slightly.
That moment.
‘Also. There is.’
Helen frowned slightly.
Although the power felt by the demon king is very small,
It is obviously similar to the power flowing through your body.
I couldn’t compare it with certainty because it became stronger and disappeared in an instant like a twinkle, but rather…
‘More than me. A pure spirit?’
Her holy power is the strongest and purest in the Church of Laurecia.
However, the aura she sensed from him seemed sharper than her holy power.
However, it is very rare that it is revealed, and it is difficult to compare it because the strength and weakness are severe.
‘Can we know if we stay together a little longer? He told me not to give him access.’
Recalling her leader’s threat yesterday, Helen shrugged her shoulders a little.
“Can I get you some more water?”
Unlike before, the Demon King’s restaurant is crowded.
The servants continued to go back and forth between the kitchen and the dining room, carrying delicious-smelling food,
The attendants and maids surrounding the table were watching the three of them eat.
And the human maid standing behind Helen asked kindly and filled Helen’s water glass.
“Thanks… Do.”
“You’re welcome.”
The maid, as if accustomed to it, put her water bottle behind her and leaned against the wall.
Aside from her, there were some humans among the servants going to and from the kitchen.
Grünent, noticing Helen’s curious gaze, smiled at him.
“These are the people who have completed their education in the castle.”
“Education in the castle? Do you mean employee training?”
“Huh. They were originally prisoners of war, but…”
Grünent looked back at Roan with her loving gaze.
“Your Majesty freed me from captivity and allowed me to work in the castle and get paid.”
Helen opened her eyes.
There are no demon prisoners. Humans didn’t even feel the need to torture them to find out something from the keuty demons, and executed them immediately.
Grünent was about to say something more, but just continued to eat with a languid face.
Maybe it’s too cruel to explain the details. Because you can’t say in front of humans, ‘Originally, humans were meat’.
Noticing that, Roan hinted.
“Grünent. You must be busy, but why not take Helen to the top of her soon.”
Grünent’s eyes widened.
“Your majesty?!”
Helen, too, was startled by her unexpected words and stared blankly at the demon king. However, as if the Demon King was nothing, she said with a light smile.
“It wouldn’t hurt to show you what you do. It’s okay if you just go to and from the castle without going out of the building. Official from the top, who is it?”
“Are you talking about Naor?”
A person in charge of practical work and security at the top.
The reason why I got the position closest to Grünent, overtaking Aranya’s clan, is because he also serves as an escort.
Did he say that he was a relative of the ancestors, so there was no room for betrayal? He definitely resembles the Demon King.
“Okay. Always have him with you.”
“Oh, thank you! Your majesty!”
Grunent jumped up and kissed Roan on the cheek. Roan stroked her like that.
Helen bit her lip hard.
‘That can’t be brainwashing.’
No matter how much medicine you brainwash, if you don’t like the demon king, you can’t express affection like that.
That is Grunent’s sincerity.
Putting aside the prejudice that he was the demon king, the two seemed like a good couple.
“Thank you. Your majesty.”
After expressing gratitude to the demon king, Helen prayed inwardly.
Goddess. What should I do
