The Munchkin Disciple Wants To Stop Being Obsessed Over - Chapter 139

139 – Uninvited Guests (2)

“You.”

I held my throbbing head and opened my lips with difficulty.

“Do you really think that makes sense?”

Have you ever raped a familiar and made her pregnant?

For me, who has maintained chastity for a total of over 40 years, including my past life!

“Ha…”

I was so shocked that I couldn’t help but sigh and burst into tears. I felt like I was going out of my mind.

“No? “My sister said that you used that familiar as a tool to satisfy your s*xual desires and tormented her until she died?”

“I heard that you are still treating the child born at that time like a slave to this day?”

“I don’t know if that was all. “I heard Mamma Tong has taken a big concubine and is enjoying steamy mating every day?”

More like a novel than a novel, bullsh*t on a different level is constantly coming out of Duran’s lips.

“What kind of nonsense is that?”

I was speechless and my hands and feet were shaking because of the stories and situations that I could not understand with my common sense.

“Wait a minute.”

As I pondered Duran’s words in my mind, I was able to guess the cause of this ridiculous situation.

“Mamma Tong, mating…”

Two words that have now become so familiar that I’m sick of them.

As far as I know, there is only one being who breathes these words out so casually.

-Tweet.

[Hung?]

When I called Tweet, my familiar and the most likely suspect in this situation, my consciousness was connected, and the vision and five senses of Tweet, who was probably wandering around looking for beings with demonic energy, were shared.

When I close my eyes, I see the scenery Tweet is looking at and hear the sounds he is listening to.

-“It’s such a blessing. “Eat a lot!”

-“Hello, Mr. Jalson. I came to buy some bacon… Oh my! “Who is this pretty bird?”

-“It is called Purung. “She became my daughter two days ago.”

-“Ouch! “Can I touch it just once?”

-“Of course!”

-“Oh my, it’s so good…”

-“That’s my forearm.”

I feel like something salty is constantly being chewed in the corner of my mouth.

What I could see was a bowl full of bacon and sausages, and a man and a woman suddenly passionately stroking each other in the background, which was presumed to be a butcher shop.

Jikkeun.

As soon as I start to understand the situation, a headache starts to come.

I was released for a while to carry out an important mission. Tweet was eating bacon and enjoying herself at her affair partner’s store.

-···I have something to ask you.

Still, I had to check.

I had a hard time suppressing my rising anger and asked Tweet in as kind a tone as possible.

What did you talk about with Lily the other day?

Have you ever talked to Lily about things like mating or motherhood?

Then, Tweet answered brightly.

[Wow!]

-hahahaha, tweet.

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter after hearing that answer.

-You damn bird!!!!

-I told you to find someone with demonic energy, and to find an affair while chewing bacon…!

-Now before it gets fried in oil…! Come back now!

I lost my temper.

[I hate it!]

[I hate you, Dad!]

The tweeter who turned me into a rapist and worse, a voyeuristic man, is rather angry.

Suddenly.

I cut off the consciousness that was connected to me at my own will.

“Of course I don’t think so… Uh, Camel, are you okay…?”

“Ah, ahhh!”

“What, what? “Why is this happening all of a sudden?”

Duran, who was looking at my face with a look of concern, suddenly saw me clutching my head and venting my anger, so he took a step back and began to distance himself from me.

****

Butcher shop somewhere in Ijesti,

Oops.

A cute blue bird was constantly picking up bacon from a bowl and eating it, and was shedding tears like chicken poop.

‘I hate you dad…!’

Tweet, who was scolded for the first time since he was born, was very upset.

‘Tweet likes his dad…’

Camel scolded Twitweet, calling him a damn bird, and not only that, he also hurled abusive language at the bird, something that should never be said to a bird, even to other primates.

-You damn thing!

-Now before it gets fried in oil…! Come back now!

Carmel’s anger felt by Tweet through connected consciousness.

Her unfaithful Camel emotions made Tweet’s hair stand on end and left a big scar on her delicate heart.

Sniff.

The hurt bluebird struggled to hold back the tears that were about to burst out and stuffed another piece of bacon into his mouth. The fantastic taste of salty bacon was in a separate realm from the sadness.

‘Tweet always listened to his dad…! Dad doesn’t know anything…!’

Although feeling aggrieved inside, Tweet turned his head and looked towards the bedroom where the being he had found had taken a female.

How did Twitter look at it that way?

From Noble mtl dot com

-Ratly.

Not long after, the visit opens.

“hehehe.”

A man with a face full of red blood and a satisfied expression came out from there.

“You too will find out someday.”

I stroked Tweet’s small head with my rough fingers coated in magic.

“How enjoyable it is for us, who are not humans, to play with humans.”

As expected of a being possessed of magical energy, he spat out some strange words and then went into the bathroom to wipe off the blood that was all over his body.

Tweet, who was watching that scene, turned his head.

Beyond the open door, Tweet’s eyes reflected a woman whose vitality had been sucked out by the incubus and turned into a pale corpse.

‘I think I should tell my dad…’

A being with demonic energy is harming people here. I think I should tell you right away.

Tweet, who had just remembered what had happened before, shook his head. No matter how much I thought about it, I didn’t think my dad would listen to my story even if I told it now.

Rattle.

In the meantime, the sound of the gate that Incubus had locked was heard in Tweet’s ears.

“······!”

Tweet turned his head and was shocked.

“Oh, you…!”

The incubus who came out after hearing the fake news was also appalled, and quickly knelt down and bowed his head.

“Ras, I heard you have to come here to meet him.”

The man with black hair and red eyes scolded in a voice as cold as ice.

In Tweet’s opinion, the man looked exactly like someone she knew very well.

****

-Kang!

“Half a penny, baby. “Do you really want to die?”

Ras, who blocked the inky sword flying at him with a great sword full of demonic energy, frowned and said.

“I think I would be grateful if you did that. “I don’t know if someone like you can kill me.”

Although he had only recently arrived here, Mort, the fallen hero who was swinging his sword at Ras, was grinning and laughing at Ras.

“Ha… It’s annoying. “It’s really annoying.”

Slos, watching the sin of sloth, had to sigh as he held his pounding head.

“Why are they such a mess in someone else’s territory…?”

Ijesti, a city that is the capital of the empire and the last bastion of humanity.

This was the territory of the Chaos Church managed by the lazy and lazy Sloth.

It was quite a cumbersome and troublesome job, but Sloth had been putting in a lot of effort here for quite a few years.

He corrupted the nobles of the empire and knowingly or unknowingly manipulated the leading figures of the empire who had lost their starlight.

The evil god, Vulginus, prophesied that he would come,

For that glorious day.

I said so. It was definitely like that.

“He is my duel opponent. So don’t force yourself and follow the order! “Before I crush that excess body into powder!”

That foolish sin, screaming in anger, casually destroyed the monumental tower it had built.

“That’s funny. “You, who turned your back on me and went on a rampage, dare to talk about a duel in front of me again.”

The evil half-pun appears at random times and is making a fuss, demanding that Lass’s prey be given up to him.

“Should I just kill them all…?”

Sloth seriously considered it, but then shook his head.

No matter how the monumental tower he had built collapsed,

No matter how much you want to kill these guys growling in front of you,

Having been chosen by Bulginus, he said he should not have killed these guys.

I hated to admit it, but these guys were absolutely necessary for that day to come.

For the day that Bulginus, the father of the end, the mother of despair, and the lord of evil, the beginning of sin, hopes, wishes, and awaits.

“Ha…”

Slos suppressed his sorrow while sighing.

Thump.

He spurred his feet and stood between Lars and Mort.

Quaaang!

After releasing an overwhelming amount of magical energy and knocking them out.

“Let’s do it this way.”

He muttered quietly.

“···.”

“···.”

Ras and Mort had to kneel on one knee and remain silent, against their will.

On Sloth’s forehead, a symbol symbolizing the evil god’s agent was shining brightly in red.

****

The grand garden of the imperial palace.

In the sub-space hidden there, the emperor, who was receiving various reports from the consul, was frowned upon.

“···Visiting without saying anything seems to be a trend among you these days.”

Clearly sarcastic tone.

After hearing this, the person in question picked his ear with his little finger and then responded by throwing something in his arms onto the ground.

Tuk.

“I don’t know about the trend, but I came here after hearing that that kid took care of all the guys I told you about.”

Degurrr.

It was a human head that fell to the floor, rolled around, and stopped at the emperor’s feet.

On the face of the baron who had reported various information to Horo Swayki and the Weekly, only blood-stained writing indicating a certain location was visible instead of facial features.

“Call that guy.”

Las thought thoughtfully and stretched out his hand towards Evil.

“Kuuu!”

Evil, caught holding his neck in a black haze, is dragged towards Lars.

“And tell it. He said I took this bastard, and if he did anything in vain, I would blow his head off.”

With those words, Lars and Evil disappeared from their seats.