Surviving as a Cult Leader in Another World (Going up)

It was an ordinary house that could be seen even in the city.

However, soldiers wearing black cloaks maintained tight security.

I guess it's because the person locked up at home is quite an amazing person.

"Master!"

Psyche.

She cried out in joy and concern as she saw her teacher, Midnar, trapped inside her house.

Midnar, who was sitting near the old table, brightened his face as he looked at Psyche.

"Psyche!"

"What happened? Why is Master trapped in a place like this? Miss Lucy is in jail too! They say he will be tried for witchcraft and burned at the stake!"

"What? Burned at the stake? These bastards—, Gregory, has this bastard finally decided to erase all traces of himself? Roland, what on earth are you thinking? !"

Sister Midnar slammed her fist on the table as if she was furious.

Looking at that, Milione frowned.

"Then why don't you subdue the soldiers and run away? Don't you think it would be easy for you to take down the soldiers guarding the entrance?"

It really seems like something Milione would do.

How fun would it be if anything could be solved with the logic of power like that?

Fortunately, I didn't have to say anything that would hurt my mouth, and Psyche explained for me.

"The Dark Knights and Lord Roland have been entrusted with full authority over this region of Palcea. "Resisting them is no different from turning the Pope into an enemy and rebelling against God."

The force is too big.

Imagine getting out of here and reclaiming Lucy.

What next?

You will have to live your whole life running away from the endlessly flocking Dark Knights.

Of course, it seems that Milione knew that much.

"But are you just going to die like this? Wouldn't it be better to run away and fight for the rest of your life? In any case, the way of thinking of religious people is very old-fashioned and ineffective."

That's also true.

There are too many laws and regulations to follow as long as you wear a social mask.

There were many times when I felt frustrated in many ways when I was called by the name 'Hyde'.

Although that is natural─.

"I don't like the methods. Mother Superior of Midnar. "Would you please leave this matter to me?"

"Priest Hyde, what are you going to do? Will you rebel against the Black Knights and the Pope?"

"Well."

"Hyde!"

Psyche was greatly surprised by my appropriate words.

Then he pulled my arm.

"You want to rebel against His Holiness the Pope? Hyde, isn't this too reckless? "It may not end with just a reprimand or imprisonment!"

"Don't worry. Psyche, I will make sure no harm is caused to you or my family, the Agarpe Estate. Then, I will pray for a moment and come back."

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Heresy.

And pseudo.

They liked being tied to large fences.

The sense of belonging is strong, and the bond is strong.

So, there were many cases where they set a mark to help them recognize each other.

Creak, creak-.

An old, worn-out chapel in a backwater slum.

The horizontal axis of the shaking cross.

"This is the sanctuary of heretics."

Should we say that it is an intersection where all kinds of heretics, cults, and villains gather?

When I entered the chapel, I saw many people sitting on chairs and drinking in a gloomy atmosphere.

A bar built by remodeling a chapel.

A truly blasphemous symbol of corruption.

"Sex."

As soon as I said a word inside the room, the eyes of the harsh people immediately focused on me.

"Look at that guy."

"Wearing a red cross mask."

"Rust?"

The name of the red cross mask seems to have been famous in Palcea as well. Well, the man who burned down the Basilica, murdered Archbishop Coramdeo, and raped Archibald's daughter-.

Is there anyone else in this United Kingdom who is causing trouble like me recently?

"Aren't they fake again like those guys last time?"

"They say the real Rust is a 3-meter tall giant."

"I said there were two dicks."

Because it's so famous, there are all sorts of rumors going around.

It was right then.

"Ji, it's real! I, Hans, who participated in the arson of the Great Crusade, know! I was there for everything from Baron Voltaire to the arson of the Basilica and the assassination of Archbishop Coramdeo! That person is real!"

"Hans, is that real?"

Is this a soldier who was at the wedding of Voltaire and Orléans?

To be found in this sanctuary of heretics has completely corrupted me.

I sat comfortably on the chair.

Zek-.

Then someone approached me.

He was wearing leather clothes, his hair was cut short and blond like a man's, and his face was full of tattoos and piercings.

"Are you the real Rust? Is that erect dick even real? "Aren't you just like that guy last time, putting in a wooden club and pretending it's real?"

She was a very vulgar and vulgar woman.

The people around her were excited when they saw her.

"This is Ishtar, the Walpurgis witch."

"They say he is the biggest tycoon with 30 gold coins at stake."

Ishtar, the Walpurgis witch.

She was a fearsome woman.

I think I've heard rumors that she kills people and then eats their bodies.

"You. You know it's so noisy these days, right? "Do you know what you're proud of?"

Zek-.

Her witch's fingers touched my mask.

She dared to touch my mask with hands that probably hadn't even been washed.

Soon the surroundings were in commotion.

"Rust, aren't you scared?"

"As expected, it was a bluff. The real villains are the Walpurgis witches."

"A guy like Rust would be no match for the Dark Knights."

What the fuck?

Am I a villain so bad that I can't even stand up to the Dark Knights?

I stood up.

Grumble-.

When I stood up, I naturally looked down at Ishtar, who was about a head shorter than me.

Ishtar is slightly embarrassed.

"It's bigger than you think? In many ways─."

"How dare this pussy bitch face the living devil, Imomom Lust, and not take off her clothes and bow down! Every woman in this kingdom is my slave! "You're guilty!"

Sigh-!

I just reached out and grabbed Ishtar's chest.

Her breasts, which are bigger than I thought, stick to my hand under her leather clothes.

Wow!

"Ugh!"

Ishtar sits down in embarrassment.

A woman is naturally unable to move when her breasts are strongly grabbed.

Isn't that the same even for those who call themselves witches?

"Haha! Your mouth is playing! Taste it with your mouth! "Is this real or fake?"

I stabbed my heated prick straight into Ishtar's face.

Looking at that scene, soldier Hans shouted.

"Well, that's the second 'milk jug' and 'blocking the entrance' of the hell-type star written in the second line of paragraph 3 of 'Non-Virgin'! All women can't move when Rust touches their breasts strongly! That was real!"

Haha! Look everyone! This is the proper use of a woman! A woman is a useless being other than giving birth to a man's child and gently showing off her breasts! If there are women who are making noise, touch their breasts and bite their dicks!!!"

I massaged Ishtar's chest as she fell to the floor.

My fingers have been trained by playing piano accompaniment during every worship service.

The witch Ishtar trembled, perhaps because she could not bear the teasing of those fingers.

"Ah, stop—!"

"Look at you moaning like a bitch! No matter how proud a girl is, her essence lies in being under a man! Now, spread your legs like this. I'll give you my 1 meter "Holy Spear Rust"."

Zek-.

I grabbed the legs of the witch Ishtar, who had fallen on the floor, and spread them apart.

Then he fell down on top of her and crushed the witch's body with his weight.

"Now, I'm going to pierce her clothes like this. Take the strength out of your body! "I will impregnate you with the seeds of my sin."

"Stop! If I go into something like that, I'll die! "I'm going to die!"

Ishtar was startled, stood up with all his strength, and ran away, leaving behind only the words, "Two, we'll see!" It was fortunate for me too. I had no intention of breaking my cherished virginity to such a non-virgin!

Hans shouted as he saw that.

"It's amazing—it's amazing. In less than a minute he had driven out the Witch of Walpurgis. After all, Rust's legends and stories were all true! In fact, my size grew by 1 cm! I've become more popular with women!"

"What? What the fuck! Dear Rust! Please accept me as a believer! "I will give all the money I have!"

"Keeeee!!!"

The scene quickly turns into a crucible of madness.

I took out a piece of paper that I had kept in my sleeve.

Hans, the soldier who saw it.

Hans' face was filled with astonishment as he painted the shape of a cross with red dye.

"Rust, is it really a new temple?"

"Yes. The name of this work is "NTR."

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"It's a commotion. What's going on?"

Night.

At a time when everyone should have been asleep, the sound of military boots and armor clanking was spreading through the hallways and alleys.

Psyche, who was observing the situation with me in the tavern on the first floor of the inn, trembled.

"Hyde, it is said that Rust appeared in Palcea while you were there to pray! I thought things were quiet these past few days. The Black Knights are moving to find him, but they are clashing with the heretics who follow Rust."

As soon as Psyche finished speaking, Milione burst into laughter.

"It's not just that. Look at this! The book "NTR" Written by Rust! This stuff is being sprayed all over the streets of this Veneto city? It will probably spread throughout the kingdom within a week! The impact will be huge!"

Rust's third novel NTR.

The ripple effect seemed to be quite large.

Soon Psyche frowned and clicked her tongue.

"This is truly horrific. Knights in black armor pretend to be good and cling to women and steal other people's women. In particular, the main characters of the story, Nikalas and Rlang, are the worst! 'Bad man'. "It's just trash!"

It was just as Psyche said.

The main characters of the new work "NTR" Were the knight Nikalas and his superior, Sir Lelan.

These are the so-called 'bad men', men who are so popular that women go crazy – but in reality, they are monsters who treat women like tools and prey on them as they please and throw them away.

"The most vicious thing is that Lelan and Nikalas target married women and women with lovers! In particular, the scene where flowers are handed to women thinking they are human genitalia is really the worst…"

Psyche covers her mouth with her hand.

It seemed like he was feeling nauseous.

But Psyche.

Don't you know very well the contents of a story that was published less than a day ago?

"How do you know so much?"

"Rust, if you're going to deal with that man, you have to know him! But I regret it! I really want to rip my eyes out and wash them out!"

That seems to be the case.

Indeed, Psyche is a saint who knows how to sacrifice herself to fight evil.

Rattling-.

At that time, the door of the inn bar opened.

Soldiers wearing black cloaks entered the tavern.

"I am Bordeaux, leader of the Dark Knights! Rust! The man is collecting the paper he scattered! Those who own this paper or copy and distribute it without permission will be punished by our Black Knights. Hey, you! "Give me that paper!"

"Go away! You bastards! "Not only is it not enough to steal the woman, are you also trying to steal the paper?"

"You criminals! I've never liked the way criminals show off since long ago! You bastard! Give me the words you stole from me! What I'm saying is, who will compensate me!"

"Fuck, I ran away last year because Philip in the black cloak had an affair with my wife!"

The customers in the bar started to get very angry.

The Black Knights.

Hasn't it always been that former criminals are better off than civilians who have lived honestly?

There must be soldiers who committed crimes wearing black capes.

People must have been dissatisfied with them.

Rust's NTR only ignited a small flame in their dissatisfaction and anger.

"Hey, you! Female! Give me that paper! Hurry! If you do not comply, we will treat it as an insult to Sir Nicolas and Sir Roland and arrest you!"

A soldier wearing a black cloak.

One of them approached Milione.

"I am Bordeaux, the Ten Seals! "Give me that paper!"

"What, this is mine? "Do you know who I am?"

Milione, who was reading the written paper with interest, frowned, but when the soldier stretched out his hand, I let out a small shout.

"Brother, are you touching a woman now? A person who is said to have been a criminal, but has repented and is living a new life, is trying to overwhelm a helpless woman into submission and attack her?"

"Under? What kind of idiot are you talking about? "We are simply trying to retrieve books defaming Sir Roland and Sir Nicholas!"

"Why? Are you saying that this story is about Sir Roland and Sir Nicholas? "Isn't the main character of the story Roland, not Roland, and Nikalas, not Nicolas?"

"W-What─."

"Indeed, it appears that the contents of the story were realistic and specific enough to remind you of yourself? If you continue collecting books like this, rumors like this will spread. "Nicholas and Roland were stabbed, so they had to retrieve the book."

The man who said he was Ten Seals Bordeaux was greatly embarrassed.

I don't know if he was a robber or a bandit, but do you think you can defeat me?

At that time, the soldier behind him shouted.

"Captain Bordeaux! I don't have time to listen to this nonsense! Follow orders! Lady, give me that paper! It's inevitable, but I have to use my strength!"

"Aaaaah! "This guy, uh, he's touching himself arbitrarily!"

"What are you touching!"

"I already own someone! I'm Hyde's second wife! This guy is trying to NTR me!"

It seemed like Milione had just said something subtly crazy, but the woman's scream had a good effect. A situation where everyone who was drinking stands up and grabs their cup or picks up a stick.

Bordeaux finally closed his eyes and shouted.

"Retreat, retreat. Retreat first."

Finally, the soldiers escaped.

These things are probably happening here and there simultaneously.

Even if it wasn't checkmated, it could be considered a fairly sharp move.

The real highlight will be at the trial tomorrow.