Chapter 335 – The Fallen Saint
The air was chilly.
Rattle-
Every time the desolate rain and wind broke in – the windows rattled.
The raindrops hit the eaves and shattered them.
The thick curtain flutters like the skirt of a married woman who cheated on her.
Seo-joon picked up a lantern hanging on the wall and lit it.
The fire burns – it burns.
The dim interior brightened and the messy son-in-law was revealed under the scarlet light.
Candlesticks were broken and scattered, and Bibles were torn and scattered everywhere.
Whiiing – whenever the wind blows – the paper engraved with the holy gate fluttered and fluttered here and there.
Seo-joon grabbed the piece of paper flying into his face with his hand. He opened it and read:
‘The prayer of faith saves those who are tainted with evil – the Holy Spirit will look down on him and forgive him willingly even if he commits a sin.’
Seo-joon crumpled the paper and threw it aside.
Jump-
He moved his wet boots.
Footprints on old flooring.
The decorations hung here and there were broken – and the murals depicting the goddess’ 380 days of penance were splattered with dark red bloodstains.
Feeling his gaze, he turned his head and saw a stone statue of a goddess in front of him.
The stone statue, which should have been sacred and beautiful by nature, was beyond words.
Atop the goddess’s crown was the corpse of a rat with its stomach cut open, and gooey blood flowed from her eyes and lips.
Seo-joon put his hand on the long funeral chair where the dust had settled down and swept it.
His hands were white with dust.
“- I pray-, please forgive me.”
A voice is heard. It’s a woman’s
A voice without any maggots. But there was definitely power in it. It’s a voice that can’t be heard – it’s a voice that pulls the ear.
Seo-joon followed his voice and walked slowly.
I saw a person sitting in a funeral chair.
The back of a woman in an off-white nun’s uniform.
Magi is not felt.
Even so, Seo-joon took out the sword first. He took holy water and sprinkled it on his weapon and then sprinkled it over his head.
Step by step- As we approached, the woman stopped praying.
“Brother. Don’t make a fuss in the sacred church.”
Seo-joon gripped the sword in his hand, feeling that his strength was about to loosen up, and clenched his teeth tightly.
The woman glanced at him and turned her head.
But she didn’t look at Seo-joon.
Red eyes, empty as if they were empty, stare blankly into space.
A voice came from behind Seo-joon’s back.
“A mistake, a mistake. Ughh-.”
A brown-haired man grinned and passed Seo-jun.
I didn’t feel the popularity…?
Startled, he narrowed his eyes and spread his excitement again.
However, the life response is not felt in men. It was as if he did not exist.
I waved his hand and it passed right through the man’s shoulder.
Welcome-
Seo-joon clenched his fists and looked around at his son-in-law.
I couldn’t see the subject that created the illusion.
Whether it’s the caster or the magic circle- I should be able to see the thread of magic, even if it’s weak, but there was none.
I don’t know who made the illusion, but it was said that he was above Seo-joon.
Tension creeps up your back.
Goosebumps welled up on his forearm.
She should have brought Audrey—thought she was, but she had to defend her mansion.
It was a yard where I wasn’t sure how the future would change.
“What were you doing?”
“I was praying. Please do not interrupt.”
The nun answered indifferently to the man’s words, then looked straight in front of her again.
No – I wasn’t looking at it.
Only her head turned toward the statue of the goddess—her eyes were unfocused.
Blind -. The nun was blind.
I felt a sense of deja vu.
Then, the woman’s appearance became familiar to her eyes.
Pink hair. Blind. Nun. Not like a nun who restrains her desires- a lustful body.
Who was it… Her memory seemed to fade.
“The priest is looking for you. Let’s go.”
“I am praying. After you’re done-“
“Let’s go. A little. Before trying hard.”
At the man’s words, the nun flinched—her shoulders trembled.
Then he sighed quietly and got up from his seat.
Aww-!
The man who was afraid to wake up slapped the nun on the cheek.
The nun clutched her Volga and collapsed.
“Sister, uh-please don’t fuss. Yes? I’m going to fucking eat you.”
“…”
“Chuck- you don’t answer?”
“Yes, yes… I will be careful.”
The man laughed and spat on the nun’s head.
Blind-eyed bitch-Johnny thinks she’s a real nun-
The nun, her face reddened by her man’s self-talk, put her hand to her chest and held her breath.
Then she struggled to get up again with a nonchalant face.
With her cane parked beside her, she walks somewhere, following the man.
The click of a cane reverberated through the empty church.
A man and a nun turn the corner and go inside.
The two of them disappear.
Seo-joon wondered what to do and decided to follow the two.
The man was only an illusion, but the nun was not.
It was believed that she was the clue to escape this illusion.
Following the two of them inside, I saw a fat man lying in the bathtub.
A row of naked girls stood in front of the man.
All were small and slender. To the point where I wondered if it would be around Seo-jun’s waist-.
Seo-joon tried to spread his feelings once again.
As expected – they are also welcome.
“Father, I brought a nun.”
“Oh oh-! Are you here? Come here, Sister. God bless those children. Come on!”
The priest smiled benevolently and pointed at the girls. The nun’s head turns to her children.
The children were trembling like aspen trees.
“…Why the hell? There are no children injured.”
The nun asked knowingly.
The nun’s face was very painfully distorted.
Even without seeing her eyes, she knew that the girls were sad and afraid.
The girls smelled of thick blood. Just as she felt—blood was flowing between the girls’ crotches.
“Sister.”
The bride rose from her seat.
The water rubbed against the giant and created waves. A veil that rolls like a hale outside the bathtub.
The bride came out of the bathtub and approached one step at a time.
The nun squeezed her neck tight.
The priest standing in front of the nun gasped for breath.
Beneath the eyelids buried in her flesh, snake-like pupils scrutinize the nun’s female body.
But there was no lust in her eyes. It was even more soggy when I looked at the girls standing there.
The bride’s pupils were – eyes that seemed to be watching the bastard on her leash not listening to her.
“Has Sister been blessed by the Holy Ghost?”
At her priest’s question, the nun reluctantly nodded her head.
“···Yes.”
“Did you hate that?”
“···No.”
“Then it must have been nice.”
“…”
“You must answer, Sister.”
“Yes, I was happy.”
At the nun’s candid answer, the priest smiled benevolently.
The priest stretched out her hand – caressed the nun’s Volga.
The nun clenched her teeth and shuddered. It was not at all different from the reactions of the girls.
“Sister. If she hadn’t been blessed by a nun and she hadn’t been blessed by the Holy Ghost-, what kind of life she would have lived-I would have told you.”
“…”
“Tell me yourself.”
The nun fiddled with her fingers. Her hamstrings, hidden by the width of her long skirt, seemed to quiver.
“Word. Say it.”
When the priest narrowed her eyes and spoke again—the nun shook her head.
She even licked her lips.
“… She said she would arrange a meeting with the faithful—her believers.”
“And?”
“At the brothel… She would have sold it—he said.”
Is it so-
The priest ran her round shoulder with her hand on her thigh–and skimmed the breasts of her thick nun’s robe.
“Cast all your worries on the Holy Ghost—for he cares for you.”
After reciting a passage from the Bible, he finished his speech with a bright smile.
“Don’t worry. Sister. These girls – I, the representative of the Holy Ghost, will personally and lovingly watch over. So please treat these children. Please make them clean children without even a speck of dust on them.”
“…”
The nun’s eyelids quivered.
She turned her head to her side – staring at the girls.
Hearing the girls’ sobs and panting breaths, she despaired.
But there was nothing she could do.
She just despairs, blames herself, and regrets.
The nun stretched out her hand—the divine power of the Holy Ghost—and used her holy power to heal her children.
Looking at the divine halo of light- the priest exclaimed in the greatest joy.
“Ah- the Holy Spirit has made sinful children perfectly pure!”
The priest waved her hand. I meant to leave immediately.
When the nun, her legs undone, collapsed on her floor and couldn’t move-, her brown-haired man grabbed her by the collar and dragged her outside.
As it was, she was thrown to the floor in her hallway, and she wept bitterly.
The brown-haired man clicked his tongue as he heard the screams of the girls in the bathtub with the door closed.
“A bride is a bride, but your year is also a problem. Did you say fuck it and sit down? Kaak- Tweet-! Hey, you dirty bastards-. This is also a person… Do you have a conscience? Why are you praying? Why did the holy spirit give holy power to a bitch like you? Huh?”
To the man’s question- the nun couldn’t answer.
That was also a question for her.
The man left the weeping woman alone and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
I could see the smoke drifting somewhere – blowing away in the wind.
“…”
Seo-joon looked down at her sad cry – looking in the direction where her smoke disappeared.
He moved his boots.
A bridal room with no decoration at all.
I could feel the presence inside.
The energy of a huge demon. That was what he felt outside.
“Here you are.”
A man in a black bridal suit was staring at Seo-jun.
The man had red pupils and a pale complexion.
It was a vampire.
Seo-jun skipped his spit.
