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Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 774
Episode 774: Color Concentration Light (7)
Hui Yi-ing-
A monastery in a blizzard.
Cold stone wall stage. The shadows created by the torch dance quietly.
In the empty prayer room, the sound of prayers resounded over and over again.
The archbishop has been praying for 30 years without ever getting up from his seat.
However, his usually gentle expression was distorted.
Beads of sweat are dripping down, and drops of blood are seeping out of his chapped lips.
'You must be patient. have to endure
Nira.'
He was desperately resisting something.
The holy relics in their hands radiate hazy divine power to protect him.
right then
Whoi yi ing-
A cold wind blows in the hallway
lit the candle of
And.
Again - again - again - again
The high heels of the beings who had left this vast monastery once crowded with monks empty began to reverberate.
Before long, a dazzling voice, as if rolling jade beads on a silver tray, tickled the archbishop's auricle.
[Archbishop~ I'll give you a riddle.]
The Archbishop quickly washed his hands by dipping his hands in holy water.
And he covered his ears with big drops of sweat.
But for some reason, even if I cover my ears, this voice continues to revolve around me.
In addition, rather than the clogged hole
It was squeezing into the eardrum so easily, like lubricant.
[ ] It feels good when you put it in.]
A woman's voice that seemed to melt.
[ ] I get excited when I shake it.]
It was batted straight into the heart of the archbishop.
[ ] What do you regret when you take it out?]
A languid and dreamy voice.
Just by listening to it, the color inside your body is full and it feels like it's boiling.
[Hint... pig! Stupid boar! Sneaky pig! Honey honey~]
The voice mimics the sound of a pig, mixing vocal and nasal sounds.
The archbishop finally groaned and broke his back.
The Archbishop, trembling with sweat, runny nose and saliva, struggled in the sensation of his body getting wet.
Feelings of shame, liberation, guilt, and pleasure. An indescribably complex feeling imprisoned the Archbishop.
Lust, a desire that cannot be explained otherwise.
This boiling lust is the archbishop's
The firm faith was shaken up by the pillars.
And that moment.
See eh eh eh-
All the colors of the Archbishop's body began to come out.
The archbishop's complexion turned white, but that was only for a moment.
Before long, my whole body is as tight as a mummy
The dried up archbishop collapsed to the floor helplessly.
person person person person person
The archbishop, who had turned to white powder, soon left only white marks on the floor.
It was the 108th and last mark left on the floor of this monastery.
yet.
[The answer is me. gold. barrel.]
A loud voice echoed in the hallway.
The person who walked through the darkness and appeared in the prayer room was a slender beauty.
Brown skin, red hair, black wings, and two horns sprouting from his forehead.
At the tip of the slightly drooping corner of the eye hangs a fruit called boredom, languor, or tear point.
She showed her pink, plump lips together and gave a wink at the end of the archbishop.
[Our Archbishop, what were you thinking? Hohoho, disgusted~]
When she had finished speaking, she slowly sat down in the place where the archbishop had been sitting and praying.
As she sat down, the holy water that had been gushing like a spring seemed to be boiling, and then
The dry floor was exposed, and all the burning candles were extinguished.
[Whew. I thought I had sucked in a lot of color. It's still hard.]
Wounds from the Dragon Horse War in the past.
I still remember the glory of the day when I knelt down on my knees laughing in the fury of the white dragon.
[Sheesh. It was good back then. Leviathan that jealous idiot
Even if I didn't betray this.]
It's a collaboration between a dragon and a demon, and just thinking about that day is ridiculous and unpleasant.
Since that day, I have sucked and sucked the colors of hypocrites who are proud of being moral and strong in their own way.
It is called Ilmodowon (日暮途遠), so there is still a long way to go to regain the strength of its heyday.
right then
[Are you Esther?]
A thin, trembling voice could be heard from beyond the darkness.
[ ] ?]
She shook her head.
I thought there would be no more living breathing in this monastery.
[Ho ho ho. Were there any young monks who could not escape? Who is it?]
Then, before long, a white-skinned boy walks out of the darkness.
It was just sol.
[Are you 'that Esther'?]
At Solger's question, the woman smiled and nodded her head.
[Did you come to know who I am?]
[Yeah. I heard you're doing well.]
[Oh? Oh? The young guy is more daring than he looks.]
[I mean the color]
[ ] .]
Esther. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the Solgeor in front of her.
Meanwhile, Solger opened her eyes wide and looked at the white marks on the floor.
He must have clearly seen what the Archbishop had been through.
[Wow. How can the Archbishop change like this?]
[ ] Are you not afraid of me?]
[cool.]
[Is it strange?]
[Yeah.]
Solger asked her while Esther blinked.
[But why did you make the Archbishop like this?]
[ ] hey what This bastard is pretty hypocritical."
Esther told me this and that.
In fact, the story is that this monastery was garbage that not only extorted wealth from the surrounding residents in the name of donations, but also did bad things to the goddesses.
[ ] Well, that's pretty much the story. Of course, even in this rotten monastery, there were a few devout men of their own. Yeah, isn't it an obvious level?]
Esther grinned as she rubbed the archbishop's bone powder with her feet.
Before long, she bowed her head toward Solger, two heads smaller than her.
Sol-geor is startled by Esther's chest bone in front of him and avoids his gaze.
Esther grinned as if it was funny.
[The whitewashing solution is as white as snow. That's true.]
[Ah! Do you know me?]
[know. As far as color is concerned, there is nothing I do not know.]
Esther looked at Solger with an alluring smile.
[You do not know the world outside the house, but the world outside the house knows you.]
Seeing that smile, Solgeor had a blank expression on his face.
Not knowing that his face, which had been so white, was burning red.
[Hypocrites of dull and insignificant whitewashing. But that makes things even more pitiful and pathetic. They don't know that white is, after all, part of color.]
Before long, Esther clasped Solger's cheeks with her chocolate-colored hands, which were as soft as white bread.
And with a voice white and sticky like melted sugar, it tickles my ear
it was
[Looking at you, the reason you came to me seems obvious.]
[ ] Ugh! Tea, do you like tea?]
[Of course.]
Esther asked, stroking Solger's body.
[Yeah, you must have come to me with lust, too? That
If so, you've come to the right place. I am the seat of color lust. The sexiest being in the world
Esther pulled Solger into her arms and laid her flat on the floor.
Solger was engulfed in Esther's voluptuous body and could not come to her senses.
Looking up at Solgeor like that, Esther pulled her body closer together.
And he opened his arms wide toward Solger.
[Now, this is an award given to a good and honest child. From here on out, even the wise men and the wise men who do not dare to be allowed to do so are not allowed.
Esther, who tells her to do her own thing, lays her legs and arms wide open and greets Solger's lust.
Like all the temperance and chaos in this world
A sheep that even ridicules sheep, ethics, conventional wisdom, morals and goodness.
And Solgeor, who fell on his face on Esther's thick body, stroked Esther's face with a trembling hand.
And he said with a smile on his face.
[Oh my gosh. The color is really pretty!]
Solger was now looking into Esther's eyes.
Esther was a little perplexed.
[ ] Huh?]
[The color is really pretty!]
Has anyone ever had this kind of reaction?
Esther half-opened her mouth with an absurd expression.
And the brush on her
Gho shouts out with a look of excitement.
[This bright red light in your eyes! E 231, S 208, L 120, R 238, G 17, U 67's Sunset the Full Red color, right? And the shocking pink color of these lips... E 205, S 172, L 180, R 237, G 146, U 255 must be the shocking pink! Alas, these colors really do exist in the world! It's so beautiful!]
lust for color, not lust for color.
It was the awakening of the true color light.
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Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 774
Episode 774: Color Concentration Light (7)
Hui Yi-ing-
A monastery in a blizzard.
Cold stone wall stage. The shadows created by the torch dance quietly.
In the empty prayer room, the sound of prayers resounded over and over again.
The archbishop has been praying for 30 years without ever getting up from his seat.
However, his usually gentle expression was distorted.
Beads of sweat are dripping down, and drops of blood are seeping out of his chapped lips.
'You must be patient. have to endure
Nira.'
He was desperately resisting something.
The holy relics in their hands radiate hazy divine power to protect him.
right then
Whoi yi ing-
A cold wind blows in the hallway
lit the candle of
And.
Again - again - again - again
The high heels of the beings who had left this vast monastery once crowded with monks empty began to reverberate.
Before long, a dazzling voice, as if rolling jade beads on a silver tray, tickled the archbishop's auricle.
[Archbishop~ I'll give you a riddle.]
The Archbishop quickly washed his hands by dipping his hands in holy water.
And he covered his ears with big drops of sweat.
But for some reason, even if I cover my ears, this voice continues to revolve around me.
In addition, rather than the clogged hole
It was squeezing into the eardrum so easily, like lubricant.
[ ] It feels good when you put it in.]
A woman's voice that seemed to melt.
[ ] I get excited when I shake it.]
It was batted straight into the heart of the archbishop.
[ ] What do you regret when you take it out?]
A languid and dreamy voice.
Just by listening to it, the color inside your body is full and it feels like it's boiling.
[Hint... pig! Stupid boar! Sneaky pig! Honey honey~]
The voice mimics the sound of a pig, mixing vocal and nasal sounds.
The archbishop finally groaned and broke his back.
The Archbishop, trembling with sweat, runny nose and saliva, struggled in the sensation of his body getting wet.
Feelings of shame, liberation, guilt, and pleasure. An indescribably complex feeling imprisoned the Archbishop.
Lust, a desire that cannot be explained otherwise.
This boiling lust is the archbishop's
The firm faith was shaken up by the pillars.
And that moment.
See eh eh eh-
All the colors of the Archbishop's body began to come out.
The archbishop's complexion turned white, but that was only for a moment.
Before long, my whole body is as tight as a mummy
The dried up archbishop collapsed to the floor helplessly.
person person person person person
The archbishop, who had turned to white powder, soon left only white marks on the floor.
It was the 108th and last mark left on the floor of this monastery.
yet.
[The answer is me. gold. barrel.]
A loud voice echoed in the hallway.
The person who walked through the darkness and appeared in the prayer room was a slender beauty.
Brown skin, red hair, black wings, and two horns sprouting from his forehead.
At the tip of the slightly drooping corner of the eye hangs a fruit called boredom, languor, or tear point.
She showed her pink, plump lips together and gave a wink at the end of the archbishop.
[Our Archbishop, what were you thinking? Hohoho, disgusted~]
When she had finished speaking, she slowly sat down in the place where the archbishop had been sitting and praying.
As she sat down, the holy water that had been gushing like a spring seemed to be boiling, and then
The dry floor was exposed, and all the burning candles were extinguished.
[Whew. I thought I had sucked in a lot of color. It's still hard.]
Wounds from the Dragon Horse War in the past.
I still remember the glory of the day when I knelt down on my knees laughing in the fury of the white dragon.
[Sheesh. It was good back then. Leviathan that jealous idiot
Even if I didn't betray this.]
It's a collaboration between a dragon and a demon, and just thinking about that day is ridiculous and unpleasant.
Since that day, I have sucked and sucked the colors of hypocrites who are proud of being moral and strong in their own way.
It is called Ilmodowon (日暮途遠), so there is still a long way to go to regain the strength of its heyday.
right then
[Are you Esther?]
A thin, trembling voice could be heard from beyond the darkness.
[ ] ?]
She shook her head.
I thought there would be no more living breathing in this monastery.
[Ho ho ho. Were there any young monks who could not escape? Who is it?]
Then, before long, a white-skinned boy walks out of the darkness.
It was just sol.
[Are you 'that Esther'?]
At Solger's question, the woman smiled and nodded her head.
[Did you come to know who I am?]
[Yeah. I heard you're doing well.]
[Oh? Oh? The young guy is more daring than he looks.]
[I mean the color]
[ ] .]
Esther. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the Solgeor in front of her.
Meanwhile, Solger opened her eyes wide and looked at the white marks on the floor.
He must have clearly seen what the Archbishop had been through.
[Wow. How can the Archbishop change like this?]
[ ] Are you not afraid of me?]
[cool.]
[Is it strange?]
[Yeah.]
Solger asked her while Esther blinked.
[But why did you make the Archbishop like this?]
[ ] hey what This bastard is pretty hypocritical."
Esther told me this and that.
In fact, the story is that this monastery was garbage that not only extorted wealth from the surrounding residents in the name of donations, but also did bad things to the goddesses.
[ ] Well, that's pretty much the story. Of course, even in this rotten monastery, there were a few devout men of their own. Yeah, isn't it an obvious level?]
Esther grinned as she rubbed the archbishop's bone powder with her feet.
Before long, she bowed her head toward Solger, two heads smaller than her.
Sol-geor is startled by Esther's chest bone in front of him and avoids his gaze.
Esther grinned as if it was funny.
[The whitewashing solution is as white as snow. That's true.]
[Ah! Do you know me?]
[know. As far as color is concerned, there is nothing I do not know.]
Esther looked at Solger with an alluring smile.
[You do not know the world outside the house, but the world outside the house knows you.]
Seeing that smile, Solgeor had a blank expression on his face.
Not knowing that his face, which had been so white, was burning red.
[Hypocrites of dull and insignificant whitewashing. But that makes things even more pitiful and pathetic. They don't know that white is, after all, part of color.]
Before long, Esther clasped Solger's cheeks with her chocolate-colored hands, which were as soft as white bread.
And with a voice white and sticky like melted sugar, it tickles my ear
it was
[Looking at you, the reason you came to me seems obvious.]
[ ] Ugh! Tea, do you like tea?]
[Of course.]
Esther asked, stroking Solger's body.
[Yeah, you must have come to me with lust, too? That
If so, you've come to the right place. I am the seat of color lust. The sexiest being in the world
Esther pulled Solger into her arms and laid her flat on the floor.
Solger was engulfed in Esther's voluptuous body and could not come to her senses.
Looking up at Solgeor like that, Esther pulled her body closer together.
And he opened his arms wide toward Solger.
[Now, this is an award given to a good and honest child. From here on out, even the wise men and the wise men who do not dare to be allowed to do so are not allowed.
Esther, who tells her to do her own thing, lays her legs and arms wide open and greets Solger's lust.
Like all the temperance and chaos in this world
A sheep that even ridicules sheep, ethics, conventional wisdom, morals and goodness.
And Solgeor, who fell on his face on Esther's thick body, stroked Esther's face with a trembling hand.
And he said with a smile on his face.
[Oh my gosh. The color is really pretty!]
Solger was now looking into Esther's eyes.
Esther was a little perplexed.
[ ] Huh?]
[The color is really pretty!]
Has anyone ever had this kind of reaction?
Esther half-opened her mouth with an absurd expression.
And the brush on her
Gho shouts out with a look of excitement.
[This bright red light in your eyes! E 231, S 208, L 120, R 238, G 17, U 67's Sunset the Full Red color, right? And the shocking pink color of these lips... E 205, S 172, L 180, R 237, G 146, U 255 must be the shocking pink! Alas, these colors really do exist in the world! It's so beautiful!]
lust for color, not lust for color.
It was the awakening of the true color light.
Worn And Torn Newbie chapter 774 Episode 774: Color Concentration Light 7 Hui Yi-ing- A monastery in a blizzard. Cold stone wall stage. The shadows created by the torch dance quietly. In the empty prayer room, the sound of prayers resounded over and over again. The archbishop has been praying for 30 years without ever getting up from his seat. However, his usually gentle expression was distorted. Beads of sweat are dripping down, and drops of blood are seeping out of his chapped lips. 'You must be patient. have to endure Nira.' He was desperately resisting something. The holy relics in their hands radiate hazy divine power to protect him. right then Whoi yi ing- A cold wind blows in the hallway lit the candle of And. Again - again - again - again The high heels of the beings who had left this vast monastery once crowded with monks empty began to reverberate. Before long, a dazzling voice, as if rolling jade beads on a silver tray, tickled the archbishop's auricle. Archbishop~ I'll give you a riddle. The Archbishop quickly washed his hands by dipping his hands in holy water. And he covered his ears with big drops of sweat. But for some reason, even if I cover my ears, this voice continues to revolve around me. In addition, rather than the clogged hole It was squeezing into the eardrum so easily, like lubricant. It feels good when you put it in. A woman's voice that seemed to melt. I get excited when I shake it. It was batted straight into the heart of the archbishop. What do you regret when you take it out? A languid and dreamy voice. Just by listening to it, the color inside your body is full and it feels like it's boiling. Hint... pig! Stupid boar! Sneaky pig! Honey honey~ The voice mimics the sound of a pig, mixing vocal and nasal sounds. The archbishop finally groaned and broke his back. The Archbishop, trembling with sweat, runny nose and saliva, struggled in the sensation of his body getting wet. Feelings of shame, liberation, guilt, and pleasure. An indescribably complex feeling imprisoned the Archbishop. Lust, a desire that cannot be explained otherwise. This boiling lust is the archbishop's The firm faith was shaken up by the pillars. And that moment. See eh eh eh- All the colors of the Archbishop's body began to come out. The archbishop's complexion turned white, but that was only for a moment. Before long, my whole body is as tight as a mummy The dried up archbishop collapsed to the floor helplessly. person person person person person The archbishop, who had turned to white powder, soon left only white marks on the floor. It was the 108th and last mark left on the floor of this monastery. yet. The answer is me. gold. barrel. A loud voice echoed in the hallway. The person who walked through the darkness and appeared in the prayer room was a slender beauty. Brown skin, red hair, black wings, and two horns sprouting from his forehead. At the tip of the slightly drooping corner of the eye hangs a fruit called boredom, languor, or tear point. She showed her pink, plump lips together and gave a wink at the end of the archbishop. Our Archbishop, what were you thinking? Hohoho, disgusted~ When she had finished speaking, she slowly sat down in the place where the archbishop had been sitting and praying. As she sat down, the holy water that had been gushing like a spring seemed to be boiling, and then The dry floor was exposed, and all the burning candles were extinguished. Whew. I thought I had sucked in a lot of color. It's still hard. Wounds from the Dragon Horse War in the past. I still remember the glory of the day when I knelt down on my knees laughing in the fury of the white dragon. Sheesh. It was good back then. Leviathan that jealous idiot Even if I didn't betray this. It's a collaboration between a dragon and a demon, and just thinking about that day is ridiculous and unpleasant. Since that day, I have sucked and sucked the colors of hypocrites who are proud of being moral and strong in their own way. It is called Ilmodowon , so there is still a long way to go to regain the strength of its heyday. right then Are you Esther? A thin, trembling voice could be heard from beyond the darkness. ? She shook her head. I thought there would be no more living breathing in this monastery. Ho ho ho. Were there any young monks who could not escape? Who is it? Then, before long, a white-skinned boy walks out of the darkness. It was just sol. Are you 'that Esther'? At Solger's question, the woman smiled and nodded her head. Did you come to know who I am? Yeah. I heard you're doing well. Oh? Oh? The young guy is more daring than he looks. I mean the color . Esther. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the Solgeor in front of her. Meanwhile, Solger opened her eyes wide and looked at the white marks on the floor. He must have clearly seen what the Archbishop had been through. Wow. How can the Archbishop change like this? Are you not afraid of me? cool. Is it strange? Yeah. Solger asked her while Esther blinked. But why did you make the Archbishop like this? hey what This bastard is pretty hypocritical." Esther told me this and that. In fact, the story is that this monastery was garbage that not only extorted wealth from the surrounding residents in the name of donations, but also did bad things to the goddesses. Well, that's pretty much the story. Of course, even in this rotten monastery, there were a few devout men of their own. Yeah, isn't it an obvious level? Esther grinned as she rubbed the archbishop's bone powder with her feet. Before long, she bowed her head toward Solger, two heads smaller than her. Sol-geor is startled by Esther's chest bone in front of him and avoids his gaze. Esther grinned as if it was funny. The whitewashing solution is as white as snow. That's true. Ah! Do you know me? know. As far as color is concerned, there is nothing I do not know. Esther looked at Solger with an alluring smile. You do not know the world outside the house, but the world outside the house knows you. Seeing that smile, Solgeor had a blank expression on his face. Not knowing that his face, which had been so white, was burning red. Hypocrites of dull and insignificant whitewashing. But that makes things even more pitiful and pathetic. They don't know that white is, after all, part of color. Before long, Esther clasped Solger's cheeks with her chocolate-colored hands, which were as soft as white bread. And with a voice white and sticky like melted sugar, it tickles my ear it was Looking at you, the reason you came to me seems obvious. Ugh! Tea, do you like tea? Of course. Esther asked, stroking Solger's body. Yeah, you must have come to me with lust, too? That If so, you've come to the right place. I am the seat of color lust. The sexiest being in the world Esther pulled Solger into her arms and laid her flat on the floor. Solger was engulfed in Esther's voluptuous body and could not come to her senses. Looking up at Solgeor like that, Esther pulled her body closer together. And he opened his arms wide toward Solger. Now, this is an award given to a good and honest child. From here on out, even the wise men and the wise men who do not dare to be allowed to do so are not allowed. Esther, who tells her to do her own thing, lays her legs and arms wide open and greets Solger's lust. Like all the temperance and chaos in this world A sheep that even ridicules sheep, ethics, conventional wisdom, morals and goodness. And Solgeor, who fell on his face on Esther's thick body, stroked Esther's face with a trembling hand. And he said with a smile on his face. Oh my gosh. The color is really pretty! Solger was now looking into Esther's eyes. Esther was a little perplexed. Huh? The color is really pretty! Has anyone ever had this kind of reaction? Esther half-opened her mouth with an absurd expression. And the brush on her Gho shouts out with a look of excitement. This bright red light in your eyes! E 231, S 208, L 120, R 238, G 17, U 67's Sunset the Full Red color, right? And the shocking pink color of these lips... E 205, S 172, L 180, R 237, G 146, U 255 must be the shocking pink! Alas, these colors really do exist in the world! It's so beautiful! lust for color, not lust for color. It was the awakening of the true color light.
