Chapter 91 – The Saint Got Better at Swords
‘Did I do something wrong?’
Marian peeked at his warrior’s quarters and regretted her actions.
When the hero asked if she had anything to say to her, Marianne, unlike her other women her, made no demands of him.
She regretted it now, but Marianne had a reason for what she did.
In the first place, Marianne was a saint.
So, unlike a mage, a noble family, a dwarf who did n’t know the basics, and a woman who did n’t know what she was, her chastity was a pretty important value to her.
Of course, Marian was prepared to give up her chastity at any cost if the hero wanted it.
No, in fact, her obsession with the title of saintess was not far away.
But even so, the reason Marianne couldn’t tell her warrior what she wanted was because of her her own complex.
‘Why only me?’
Marian had been thinking about the problem for quite some time.
Unbelievably, the hero has mixed her body with all the women around her, and Marian, who can use her fraudulent skill called spiritualization, was watching all of it.
Even the woman the warrior had touched in the meantime was beyond her five fingers her.
She is a girl from the same village, Lina and Genoa, and Karen and a dwarf or whatever. In addition, Hazel of the Butler estate and an unknown village girl.
Perhaps it was only natural that Marianne had deep doubts that a warrior who preyed on all the women around her, that she would not lay her hands on herself.
At one point, Marianne thought it was because she was in a special position as a saint.
But considering her first encounter her with her champion her, he was never the kind of person to care about such things.
‘After all, there is no reason other than that.’
The answer that Marian reached at the end of her troubles was the kind that others could not easily understand.
Marian herself is from Raksha Street, so she thinks that the hero doesn’t even look at her.
Considering the hero’s actions of her in the past, it was a conclusion with many loopholes, but that’s what a complex usually is.
Even things that others don’t relate to at all, he comes to think that everything is related to his complex.
Marian thought that her hero despised her own lowly origins her, and it was not easy for her to say that she wanted to sleep with him.
I’m afraid that the hero who already looks at her like that will make her hate herself even more.
That was why Marianne, unlike her other women, remained alone in her room her and gave off a gloomy aura.
‘Ugh… Miss you. No, I don’t really want to see it.’
She was Marianne who had already stolen the room of the hero through her spiritual transformation of her, but she was now free of her spiritual identity of her.
It was exciting to see the hero embrace another woman, but it also made her strangely jealous, and her heart ached.
Her messed up feelings of her, which she could n’t explain in words, were messing with her Marianne’s head of her, and she was making her neither do this nor that.
However, Marian has already seen the warrior and other women entangled in the nude.
A corner of her left breast her was in pain, but unlike him, her lower body her wanted more active stimulation.
“Ha…”
Marian let out a sigh, feeling her own underwear already wet.
Is there any other lewd and perverted saint in the world?
She groaned at the sight of herself in her arousal her, imagining her her hero her through her infatuation her with another woman, but her eyes her were already searching for something to soothe herself.
And at that moment, just in time, the right object came into Marianne’s field of vision her.
It was the sword that the hero entrusted to himself.
It was made by a woman named Catherine, and it was definitely the one the hero was carrying during this battle.
“Um… Here is the hand of the hero.”
Marian muttered as she carefully stroked the handle of her sword.
The warrior would have held this sword throughout the battle, and of course the warrior’s bodily fluids would have permeated the sword.
Marianne’s fingers her carefully ran over the grip of her sword.
Touching the handle of the sword like that made me feel strange as if I were touching a man’s thing.
“Joe, just a little bit. Marian.”
Marian spat out words she did n’t know who she was addressing, and carefully brought the handle of the sword to her vagina.
Her swordsman reached through her already soaked panties her, and Marian began to groan at the thrill of her pleasure her.
“Hahm… Ha… Yo, the warrior… I’m sorry… Body temperature.”
Of course, there was no way she could feel the body heat of a warrior on the handle of her sword her, but at that moment, Marian had nothing to do with it.
Just the fact that her cock her, which had been her warrior’s touch her, was pressing down on her own cunt her was arousing her.
Swish – Swish -.
The hilt of Catherine’s carefully crafted sword boasted a fairly smooth feel, and began to slide between Marianne’s crotch and stimulate it.
“Huh…”
Marianne felt guilty for masturbating with someone else’s sword, but that guilt was stimulating her brain her with another pleasure.
How many times has she slipped her sword like that.
Click-.
The button on the hilt of her sword pressed against Marianne’s clitoris of her, and Marianne, startled, began to wait for her raunchy screams of her.
“Ahhhhh… This, this, this… What, what?”
Limp-.
Marian dropped her sword in surprise, and the sword Catherine had made was vibrating and wobbling on the floor.
The hero had already used the vibrating sword during the battle, but Marian was unaware of the vibrating sword because she was far away at the time.
Marianne blinked her eyes as she watched the sword move by itself, as if she were alive, but she immediately remembered the pleasure she had just felt and gulped down her saliva.
“Huh… That woman, the strange thing… I made it.”
Katherine’s sword was equipped with a vibration function to increase her cutting power her, but that reason did not matter to Marian.
Marian picked up the vibrating warrior’s sword from her floor her, and she began to bring it back to her own crotch.
“Ahhhhh…”
It was the sword body that vibrated, but the handle of the sword was not immune to the vibration at all.
The vibrations of her tiny, quivering knobs her began to stimulate Marianne’s clitoris, and Marianne let out a strange moan with a formidable expression on her face her.
**
“Haha!”
I watched Karen roll her eyes as she inserted my cock.
She said that she had no turn, but in fact, her promise her to Karen came first, so she took her without much trouble.
Genoa looked a little sad, but when I gently touched her genital area her with her hand her, she quickly clung to my body and began to come.
And the same goes for Catherine.
While I felt Karen’s vaginal wall tightening her cock her, I felt a thrill of pleasure at the sight of Genoa licking my breasts her before I knew it.
Her fingers were digging into Genoa’s cunt her, which was already wet with excitement, and I felt just the right amount of pressure oppress my fingertips of her.
Katherine looked down at my face, and she rolled her eyes with a puzzled look and was on her way to kiss her.
There were literally women all over the place, and a strange pleasure was coming up from her whole body.
‘This must be really crazy.’
I felt my mind drift away from the pleasure I felt from my cock, my breasts, and the tip of my tongue.
It occurred to me that it was not for nothing that accompanied Aaron several ladies-in-waiting every night.
What was even more interesting was that Karen’s vaginal walls felt different than before.
I already knew that Karen’s mana circle landed near her womb.
However, it was true that he never imagined that it would lead to such a result.
“Huh, hahhhhh!”
Every time I tapped the womb, Karen’s mana circle vibrated as if magic had been activated, and the aftermath tickled the tip of my glans.
In other words, it was a strange feeling of pleasure, as if the glans had been brought to an object vibrating at high speed.
Karen was also making a more erotic expression than before, perhaps feeling pleasure from her changed body.
“Haa… Yo, hero. Me too, Genoa.”
As I focused on Karen, Genoa said that to me with her jealous look her on her face her.
I could see her red tongue her skimming my breasts, and I felt a strange pleasure rise a little later.
Genoa is stimulating one breast with her mouth her, while capturing the other breast her with her hand her.
I stimulated her more deeply, as if scratching the inside of Genoa’s vagina her, and I could feel her hips her trembling.
“Haha…”
Katherine, who had been kissing me and her most casually her, looked down blankly at me, exhaling hot breath.
Her silver thread her hung down from the corner of her mouth her, and I was showing her satisfied smile as I looked at her like that.
It’s the same with my fingers in Catherine’s cunt her.
“Oh, I can’t.”
Katherine suddenly let go of my hand and said that to me.
