Chapter 349 – Vampire Saint
[Ah, so when do you want to eat stimuli haha]
[Tentacles! Tentacles! Pussy! Pussy!]
[Stop staring at me, I’ll eat it on my own haha]
[Let’s finish training Lily. Seo Jun-ah, who is the royal family?]
[Jeongsil is Monica, you guys are so fucking hot haha]
[I’m going to put a bitch somewhere haha]
[Shit, who’s a slut, there’s no other pure girl like Monica]
[Yes-next experience number of 3 or more chewing rags]
Haha]
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[Sunae is TS: I won’t tell you twice, my true love is Ian]
Seo-joon put aside the chatting that popped into her retinas for a moment.
It seems that a disgusting story came out for a while, but it is an illusion.
I looked around at the people who were lying on their seats and gasping for breath.
Everyone was sore.
No matter how much Seo-joon ended the fight with the devil one-sidedly, as the number of demons is a number- this side also suffered considerable damage.
Those who lost their lives after being decapitated were wealthy merchants.
Some had their limbs bitten and ripped apart by demonic dogs, and some had their stomach skin cut off by vampires’ nails, exposing their internal organs and dying slowly.
It’s true that they should be treated with respect, but right now, the people who lived first came first.
The dead will be buried in the soil and their soft cheeks and rounded shoulders will gradually decay, but haven’t they fallen into eternal rest anyway-.
On the other hand, the living had to persevere.
Shut up…
On the forearm of a groaning mercenary – a scar cut deep enough to show the bone.
That wound- Vivian was stitching it up.
He put a thread through the sterilized needle and sutured his wound-. After applying the herb, apply a bandage.
A mercenary who struggles in pain even after sprinkling holy water on his wounds and drinking poppy juice. He groaned in front of a woman and suppressed his moaning.
“It’s done now. Just apply a bandage and that’s it.”
“Thank you, Sister-.”
Vivian – who wraps a bandage around the mercenary’s forearm.
Although he was comforting the mercenary with a forced smile, the current of negative emotions swirling in his eyes was clearly visible in Seo-joon’s eyes.
Now that she had become her horse servant, she was helpless.
His mind was collapsing—it was like he was barely holding on, relying on the faint light of Seo-joon.
But now it’s going to be more dangerous -.
Seo-joon decided to put her fate on the stake.
Two magatama-, and one holy relic.
I will use these three things to make her half-man, half-horse.
Magi and divine power are superlative.
The two energies would try to eat each other, and they were too hostile to each other to be in the same body.
I had to do it though.
When he borrowed the Dream Dream ability for 300 coins-, Seo-joon attracted the Maidens, the Tentacles, and the Dark Knights.
It’s like she’s invested in them.
If they couldn’t properly show what they wanted-, they were enough to explode a disaster.
Seojun approached Vivian and talked to her.
“Sister. Can we talk for a minute?”
Surprised by the sudden approach, Vivian nodded in agreement.
“I-just finish this.”
After treating the injured, she got up from the floor and walked along with Seo-jun.
Perhaps because of what Seo-joon did to her, her face turned strangely red.
Men’s gazes follow from all sides.
Seeing that he has become more persistent than before – the impression of being molested by Seo-joon is deeply embedded in him.
Vivian and Seo-jun, who followed with a cane-tap-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-walked along the long hallway.
Faint streaks of light streamed down the hallway windows.
The rain has stopped.
The black clouds disappeared- and the clear sky was dyed blue.
Also, the dark red stems that covered the magic tower disappeared without a trace.
The moment the blood demon died-, it instantly turned into powder and scattered in all directions.
As if the events of the past few days had been nothing more than a nightmare- everything returned to normal without leaving a trace.
Seo-joon stopped in front of a room.
I knocked on the door and opened it.
“…You’re here.”
“Sir Claire. Are you feeling better?”
“Exactly. You, um- you seem fine.”
There were already guests there.
It was the golden-haired heretic inquisitor – Claire Salier.
Even in this battle, she wielded a silver sword and made a breakthrough, but she was definitely not as good as Seo-jun.
Seo-joon faced off against the blood demon alone.
The prestige he showed was comparable to that of a paladin called the sword of the Holy Church.
As she pierced the heart of the attacking vampire, she saw Seo-jun’s sword over her shoulder.
Disappeared into the shadows- I saw the sword decapitated by a blade that had lost its shape for an instant.
The sword was simple, but the combination made the difference between the life and death of a demon.
The demon became flesh to the extent that it couldn’t be revived, and scattered pieces on the floor- and Seo-joon said he had sprinkled holy water on it.
It was brutal, but cool.
I wondered if he was really a ‘guide’ – even for a moment.
No – no matter what, it’s not like that. That can’t be-.
Claire let out a sneer.
I was in the middle of thinking about that.
Seo-joon asked for a private meeting-, and the reason was because of that woman with light pink hair.
“This is Sister Vivian.”
“That woman…”
Claire groped her waist involuntarily.
The silver sword’s pommel hung on my fingertips.
It was because of the magic that flowed out of the surface of the skin.
Her life itself, having slashed countless demons, makes her instinctively hostile to that existence.
Sister Mahjong, named Vivian, felt alive and shrunk her body.
Its appearance was not at all like a demon.
I didn’t even feel poison at all. On the contrary, she is weak and there are only weak maidens.
However, judging her based on her appearance was an attitude that, as a heretic inquisitor, should be avoided.
How did his secondary shooter, Ched, die-.
Didn’t she die after being bitten on the nape of her neck by a vampire who had the appearance of a young girl?
It was inevitable because the man who killed the bloody devil stood up as a guarantee-, if it weren’t for that, the question and answer would have been pointless- he would have cut the head of Sister Mahjong.
Claire clicked her tongue and asked with her hand still on the pommel.
“So what do you think? Why are you showing me that woman?”
Seo-joon held out her hand to Vivian.
She looked at Claire’s eyes-, put her hand inside her neck, pulled out her necklace, and handed it to Seo-jun.
Silver pentagram -.
It was a sacred object that Bondi Claire carried.
I lent it to Seo-joon because he said he had something to write about, and even after printing her holy water with it, I never imagined that it would be worn around Sister Majong’s neck.
Thanks to that, I was able to pull the blood demon out of the crowd of demons- but being in a bad mood was a bad thing.
Seo-joon held it in one hand, and in the other hand he took out a black pearl-like magat.
Holy relic in one hand, Majong’s magatama in the other.
He said.
“I’m thinking of turning the nun into a half-man, half-horse.”
“···What?”
Claire frowned.
“I heard that in the past, you took holy relics yourself. She took it orally and made it settle in her body.”
It was as Seojun said.
Until hundreds of years ago, heretic questioners or paladins would directly take holy objects and absorb holy power.
But that method was abandoned because it was too risky.
Holy power is the power of God.
It wasn’t just putting the divine power into an object to draw out the power.
The human body was too weak to accept the power of God carelessly.
But now, if you listen to what he said-, it seemed like he was making the holy relics for that nun of the Mahjong.
Perhaps the two of them had already talked about it—Sister Mahjong’s face was tense, but there was no sign of surprise.
Claire Saliere jumped up from her seat and went to work.
“What the hell…! Are you insane? She’s going crazy! With a human mind—she can never withstand the power of a god—!”
“Aren’t you a normal human being?”
She is a mahjong It’s also very strong.
While saying that, Seo-joon took out another gemstone from the front shelf.
“Two magatama, hers and the devil’s. In addition, your relics will settle in her body. If her Holy Ghost hadn’t forsaken her yet—she really would, she would save her.”
At Seojun’s words, Claire drooled.
A risky plan.
It was clear that if things went wrong, the nun would go mad.
In addition, if she swallowed those two magatama, she might become a demon that is stronger than a demon.
One-in-a-kind, one-in-a-kind, really lucky. No matter how successful it is, the only thing left is to become a half-man, half-horse.
What the hell is the reason for such a gamble?
Seojun replied immediately.
“She will become a saint.”
“···What?”
This time, Vivien was surprised too, widening her eyes.
“Sister, even before she became a Ma servant, she possessed considerable holy power. If she succeeds in encasing the holy relic in her body—even more so, if she succeeds in purifying the demonic spirit contained in the magatama—she will gain vast holy power. Maybe she’s better than the current saintess.”
A saint…!
How can a person who has taken refuge in the Holy Spirit disregard that name-.
It didn’t feel real at all.
Besides, a demon like that is a saint?
The Holy Ghost hates the horse servant. There was absolutely no way he would bless such a fallen seed.
This plan – nothing more to look at.
“I, I don’t believe-. If you are going to gamble, find a gambling board. What is more, it is not my sacred object…! Give it to me right now-!”
“You say you lost it. This holy relic-, if you return to the holy kingdom, you can receive it again as much as you like.”
“This crazy…!”
Looking at Seo-jun’s smiling face, Claire let out a tantrum.
Yes, you can get it again. But he will receive a great punishment.
To the Heretic Questioner, the necklace was like a second heart. Losing that is the same as losing that qualification.
There was a possibility that it might be demolished.
But what if Seo-jun’s words are followed-?
If his gamble succeeds- what if that horse becomes half-human, half-horse?
So, what if the next saintess with tremendous holy power was born?
Or, if he really is a guide?
Clare Salieri felt that she was at the crossroads of a choice.
No matter which one you choose – there will be no turning back.
“···Shit!”
And she…
I pulled out my hair and walked around the room, thinking about it, and came to a conclusion.
“I must, I must- I must succeed…”
I decided to trust Seo-Jun, who saved the city and killed the devil- once again.
Seojun laughed.
“Who am I?”
In his good laugh – the light of the Holy Spirit seemed to shine.
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[You believe in this haha]
[Looks like he was eaten because he was handsome haha]
[Chuck haha]
[I wouldn’t believe it if it was ugly haha]
[I think I’m serious about trying the leadern cosplay, but this is haha]
[This concept is interesting hahaSo next is Seongguk?]
[Seongguk go crazy recruiting divine power pockets?]
[Let’s eat a saintly woman hahaSeongsuwon shot ㄱㄱ]
[LOL]
