Chapter 81 – …Abel, I like you. (Episode 79 Full Access Version)
Abel hugged Celine’s narrow waist and looked at her quietly. Celine stretched out her arm that was holding her shoulder as she watched Abel look at him with her eyes seething with her desire.
Celine smiled as she wrapped her arms around Abel’s neck and locked it. Seeing her smile, Abel gulped at her, she said.
“…Do you have any regrets?”
“I do regret it.”
Celine said with a light laugh.
“I should have done it first, not give it to Saint Estelle.”
In the end, Abel could not stand it and lowered her head. Celine gently closed her eyes.
Abel’s lips were overlaid on the small, delicate pale pink lips that did not recognize a man.
Her arms wrapped around Celine’s slender waist, and Abel’s tongue tapped her closed lips.
Her fine lips parted little by little, as if allowing Abel’s tongue to enter mine, and Celine’s tongue entangled with his, as if to meet her.
Before he knew it, Abel closed her eyes and coveted her lips as if concentrating all of her senses on her tongue, and Celine accepted him as he coveted her own lips.
Only the muddy sound of the two tongues constantly coveting each other resounded inside the cave. Then, their lips parted and a thin skein of thread stretched.
“…Abel.”
“Yes.”
“I really like it.”
Celine looked up at Abel with eyes full of heat.
“So…I’ll give you my first one.”
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Solaria’s favor has faded, and Lunaria’s mercy has fallen to the sky. Goddess Lunaria’s benevolence obscured the love affairs of her loved ones, so people all over the world could share their love without shame.
That’s the grace of mercy to the hero who was chosen by the holy sword, and to the saintess who did not serve Lunaria but other goddesses.
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“… Huh?”
“Eh…Why are you like that, hero?”
Celine rubbed her eyes at my stupidity and woke up.
“Uh…”
What is it?
Seeing that I was holding the holy sword, Celine approached me. She was dressed roughly in a clergyman’s robe, and she was not wearing stockings to dry, so her bare legs were exposed.
…Gulp.
Perhaps she heard the sound of her saliva dripping loudly, Celine said with her eyes wide open.
“Why are you licking your lips again? You did that yesterday…”
“It’s because Celine’s body is too erotic.”
“There is nothing I cannot say to the saint of the church. Then she gets arrested for blasphemy?”
She asked Celine, so why is she holding the holy sword? I said, showing Celine the handle of her sword, the pommel to be exact.
“Why did this… Change?”
“…Is that so?”
The original round shape of the pommel has changed into a diamond shape.
…That was all we did yesterday.
“…Was this the Holy Sword of Harem, not the Holy Sword of Order?”
“What are you talking about? You caught a Leviathan-level monster yesterday. Could that be the reason?”
“…Ah.”
Last night was so intense that I forgot about it.
But that was the condition? But if that was the condition, she should have changed when she caught an Amon-class monster.
“Hmm…I don’t know the exact reason, but wasn’t the condition to catch a certain number of high-risk monsters? Following Amon-class monsters last time, I caught Leviathan-class monsters this time. If you go back later and look at the records of the holy swords carried by the warriors of the previous order, you will know right away.”
“…I thought I changed because I was with Celine.”
“…Don’t say anything strange, hero.”
hahahaha.
…But why are you the hero again? I looked at Celine with dissatisfied eyes.
“Celine, why are you the hero again?”
“…Why?”
“Please call me by name.”
“Um… I don’t like it.”
“Yes?”
…You said you liked me?
As I stared at her with bewildered eyes, Celine smiled and whispered.
“Isn’t it more attractive to call you by your first name when you’re in love instead of calling me Hero?”
“…!”
Celine…You…
“…I don’t think you’re wrong.”
You know very well.
“Puha! Real hero, sometimes you have a brute side.”
“…Who was the person who hung on to that brute all night, promising to die of pleasure?”
“Kyaaak! Hero, why are you talking about that!?”
“hahahaha.”
…Now all that’s left is to take the curse out on Estelle.
“Celine, I don’t want to die from Estelle.”
“Well, actually, I am too. They said it would hurt less if they were beaten together… Shall we be beaten together?”
“…That would be nice. After all, we are accomplices.”
“…But, surprisingly, you might not say anything.”
“Yes?”
Celine gave a pretty reasonable explanation.
“Your hero is from the Mars Empire, and the saintess knows that polygamy is natural in the empire. Rather, if the hero goes out confidently, he may not be able to refute anything. She’s weak when the saintess pushes her secretly. Limited to the hero.”
“…Oh.”
That way.
“Then I will take good care of my life. I will not die alone.”
“Yes.”
“Whoop&”