I was excommunicated from the Holy Knights

29 – Even if you look like this, you are still a virgin

“… Hey… what the heck does that mean?”

Polena brings up a story that is unexpected… and at the same time a bit harsh in many ways.

Regarding this, I questioned her once again with a question, and looking at me like that, Polena said with a smile on her lips.

“I mean literally. If you really succeed in saving those poor people, I will serve you as my master from then on. Not in a professional sense, but also in a physical sense.”

With those words, she shows a meaningful smile on her lips.

About this I began to feel puzzled the other way around.

‘No, what is this? In other words, if you solve this problem well, you will become my slave from now on. What are you talking about?’

In that sense, it is not just slaves who do simple physical labor. It seemed to include the meaning of being a slave in a s*xual sense that could do this and that.

And… as I thought about it from that point of view, I secretly began to pay attention to her voluptuous body.

‘I’m really sorry to say this, but… if you look at the body, it’s hard to even rub Cazeros…’

At least the lower part was comparable to a certain extent, but even if all other parts were excluded, it was impossible to compare it to that big and beautiful breast that could never be ignored.

Two people with an overwhelming difference between cherry tomatoes and watermelons.

Meanwhile, as if recognizing that my eyes were on her chest, the woman named Polena slowly approached me and spoke in a small voice filled with sweetness.

“FYI… I’m still a virgin even though I look like this. If you solve this problem well, I will give you all of the things I have kept well. How is it?”

“!…”

Other than that, it must have been to solidify my decision a little more.

however..

The moment I actually heard this story, I was able to turn my gaze back to normal, which had been focused only on the pleasure part for a while.

‘… This… no matter how much I think about it, I don’t think it’s just a simple story…’

To be honest, when I heard that she would give herself up, I thought she was simply a slut with a light personality.

Anyway, since she was a woman working at a bar, she must have been accustomed to flirting lightly, and she thought that the previous proposal was part of that.

However… I was aware of the fact that this proposal was not ordinary for her as she spoke of herself as a virgin.

All the more considering that he has kept his chastity in an environment where he could get entangled in messy things in many ways..

And, recognizing that fact, I stiffened my expression and asked Polena in a calm voice.

“Is there anything you can’t say?”

“!… ”

At my words, the smile on her face disappeared and Polena’s expression began to harden slightly.

Then, looking straight into her face, I asked with sincerity.

“If a woman is to the extent of entrusting the work with her virgin as collateral… surely this will not be a simple task. Why do you even want to prevent this from happening?”

“… ”

She remains silent for a moment in response to my question. However, after a while… Polena looked at me as it was and spoke in a voice that felt a completely different heavy feeling.

“..If we talk… will you… make a contract with me?”

“Depending on the story, I will only say that we can do that. What would you like to do?”

“… ha..”

At my words, she let out a sigh as if she couldn’t help it.

Then, with a bittersweet expression on her always brightly smiling face, Polena looked at us and began to tell her story.

*

Polena, who came as a tourist from another country, fell in love with Munich and was suspended from school.

Despite being a stranger, she was able to quickly blend in with the city’s residents thanks to her unique cheerful personality and ability to create a mood, and in the process, she made friends with many people at the time.

Polena will maintain close relationships with various people regardless of class, age, gender, and religion.

But.. the life of Polena, who lived a daily life full of joy with many people day by day, one day..

He suffered a great wound along with the sudden storm called the suppression of heretics.

Her friends and acquaintances, who had been laughing and chatting and sharing joy together until not long ago, suddenly began to have frequent quarrels while looking at each other, and in the end, they stopped even talking.

From the point of view of Polena, who was originally a foreigner and had no interest in religion, this situation was in many ways uncomfortable and not easily understood, but at least she was vaguely aware of the danger that was growing day by day. I was able to do it.

While watching the antagonism between people caused by the difference in the name of religion and the goal of feeling that exploded more and more, Polena realized that the situation was getting more and more unusual…

Eventually, starting from that day, the things she was worried about began to appear in reality.

A mob suddenly rose up in the name of driving heretics out of the city.

Among them were many people whom Polena knew personally and had a close relationship with, and they took advantage of the darkness to raid the house of the person who was labeled a ‘heretic’.

As a result… the ‘heretic’ and his family were all killed overnight, and the store they were running was turned into ashes with all items stolen.

And… the man who was thus killed was, like the man who had killed him, a friend of Polena’s.

Another friend who was killed by his friends’ hands overnight..

Polena began to feel intense anguish over this absurd situation, but this was only the beginning of the countless tragedies that would follow.

After that day, the attack by the ‘heretics’ occurred every day.

In the name of the church and in the name of God, in the name of justice, countless people were plundered and killed, and the peaceful and warm city of Munich was literally turned into a slaughterhouse where people were slaughtered in the name of God.

And… taking a step back and watching these scenes…

Polena was seized with an indescribable feeling of despair.

People who are taking action confidently that they are practicing religious correctness according to God’s will.

However, from Polena’s point of view, this was nothing more or less than a scene of insane madness, not for the sake of God or for the execution of justice, but just acquaintances slaughtering each other.

It is a miserable situation that cannot be tolerated as a human being.

But… despite being aware of this fact, Polena couldn’t do anything.

All she could do about the crazy behavior of crazy people was to watch them.

And.. then, if it’s really hard and painful… if you can’t mentally handle this pain…

At that time, I could only… smile brightly.

As we drink happily,

Let’s put off tomorrow’s worries until tomorrow while making good-to-listen sounds.

Anyway.. while talking loudly that nothing will change even if you worry and suffer.

That’s how.. she was forced to adapt to this situation and came to today.

With unspeakable pain buried deep in my heart,

As a woman who smiles brightly as she hands you a drink in the middle of hell…