A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 152: Hero Party and Underground Cave (3) *

There was nothing in the village that looked obviously suspicious.

There was furniture, but no dishes, and there were many footprints on the accumulated dust, but no place had been cleaned.

It looked like an intruder had stayed in a village where people had left for some reason and then left. In this case, the imp would be the intruder.

The hero party split into three and explored the village. Since there was no sign of the village at all, it was a final search after thinking it was safe.

The result was the conclusion that it was 'safe.'

It's so suspicious, but there's no problem?

Everyone was suspicious, but in fact, even after going through the entire village and searching every house, not even the common imp was found.

It was such an ordinary sight to see a few rats running around under the broken furniture that it was even strange.

But no matter how suspicious it was, I couldn't remain suspicious forever.

The hero party gathered in a relatively intact house to talk.

"It's too early to be sure if this is safe, but at least there are no monsters at this point."

"I've been homeless for a few days already, so why not make this a base for now? "You never know when the underground exploration will end."

"Okay. The furniture is old, but not completely unusable, and we carry things like tableware with us, right? Even though it is broken, I think it is a good idea because there is a stone wall."

"What's unsettling is the possibility that this entire town is a trap to lure people like us... "

"I don't think so."

The saint who went up to the second floor first came down and joined the conversation.

"I also looked carefully while investigating here and there, but there was no trap or anything. And I just set up a barrier, so even if there was a trap I missed, you will be safe now."

"A barrier?"

Berti tilted her head at the saint's words.

Although Berti was a priest, there was no barrier among the sacred arts that Berti knew.

The saint smiled softly and answered.

"It is a sacred art that can only be learned by advanced clerics of our church. Miss Berti is from a different denomination, so you may not know."

"... Ah! That... Sorry!"

After exploring the cave together for several days and becoming closer, Berti suddenly forgot that the other person was a saint from a religious order. Her face blushed, and she apologized.

The saint thought Berti was cute and patted her head.

"Hey, anyway, so this is safe?"

Taking advantage of the brief pause in conversation, Silpierre asked the saint.

"Yes. No monsters can enter this barrier. I don't know if it's a monster that can destroy the barrier itself... "If a monster that strong appears, we will know right away."

"Hmm... Good! Then, let's go take a shower!"

"Yes?"

"Ah. That's a good idea. But where?"

"I saw it earlier when I was researching, and there was a small hot spring behind this house. The water quality didn't seem to be bad either."

"Uh, really?"

The saintess was dumbfounded when Silpierre suddenly asked her to go take a shower, and Serena and Berti immediately agreed.

"Ruler. Because that's how it happened! If you want to take a shower, you can come in later. For now, let's go first!"

"Yes? "Huh?"

Silpierre took advantage of the saint's bewilderment and took her by the hand and dragged her to the hot springs. She was followed by Serena and Berti.

After that, only Gaidon and Lev remained.

"Uh... Hmm... "What about the sentries?"

"What. It's safe, so wouldn't it be okay? Gaidon, I go up first. "There might still be a bed that looks useful."

"Is this right? No, the saint herself said it was safe, so it should be okay, but... "

Guydon scratched his head but calmly sat down and unpacked his luggage.

Based on the flow of conversation, it seemed like it was almost decided that this would be the base. Gaidon began to list miscellaneous baggage that would be okay to leave behind.

And Lev, who went upstairs, was lucky enough to find a bed in good condition.

The beds in the other rooms weren't all that bad, but who cares whether they were good or not? Anyway, Lev was in a good mood after securing his own bed.

Lev hummed his tune and lightly cleaned the room.

Lev, who has had relationships with numerous women, has made it a habit to keep her clean.

Cleanliness was important. Except for a very few special tastes, no woman likes a smelly man.

Lev, who took out a cleaning tool from his luggage and was sweeping and wiping, found a tool inside the luggage bag. It was a familiar tool that I use every night these days.

"... Come to think of it. "She said it was safe here, right?"

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Meanwhile, Yeo Yeo-jin was enjoying the hot springs behind the house.

Although they were concerned that the fence was a little broken, they had confirmed several times that there was no one else in this village except them.

Even though there are two men, Gaidon is not the type of person to spy on a woman's bath, and Lev has not even attempted to do so since he was caught by Silphiere several times and got stabbed.

"Wow... "

"Wow... "

"I... If you look at it that way, it's a little... "

Berti and Silphiere exclaimed in admiration as they looked at the saint's large pocket of sacred power.

She was not used to bathing with other people, so she covered herself with a towel, but the sacred power pouch worthy of her name as a saint was not covered by a single towel.

Berti lowered her gaze and looked at her own body.

Curves that were barely recognizable as a woman. If the nun's uniform she usually wore wasn't a skirt, she might have been mistaken for a man.

Berti was an orphan when she was young and was taken to a temple to become a priest. Even though she was already an adult, she had a complex about her body because her growth was not very good. Berti sighed as she compared herself to her saint.

Silpierre lightly pinched Berti's cheek.

"Eugh?"

"This guy. What are you sighing for? "Everyone has different charms."

"Eeeee..." (But, Silphiere too...)"

Silphiere, who said so, only had breasts that did not reach the size of a saint, but were about average. In addition, her well-stretched limbs were worthy of the evaluation that she was truly a slender beauty.

In Berti's opinion, Silpierre was nothing more than a deceiver.

"What. Sylphy, are you playing with Bertie again?"

"Oh no! Why would I make fun of our cute Bertie!"

As Serena spoke, Silpier let go of Berti's cheek and hugged her tightly.

Berti felt a little bad because a lump of fat that he didn't have, no, he only had a little bit, was pressed against his head.

"Berti doesn't like it. "Stop it."

"Eh~"

Even as Silpierre let out her displeased sound, she fell gently into Serena's arms.

The saintess chuckled as she looked at the hero party three.

"I guess you get along well."

"It's kind of like that."

Serena answered, sitting down next to her saint and taking a gulp of her hot spring water.

I poured the hot spring water on her head, which wasn't hot enough to make her feel steamy, but was warm enough to feel it.

The discomfort of being covered in the bodily fluids of a giant imp in a battle a while ago. The discomfort that does not go away with clean magic is washed away with water.

Serena, who simply dried her hair with her clean magic, posed on her butt next to her saintess.

"It was a bit awkward at first. After hanging out together for a long time, we became closer little by little. "Because they are all good people."

The warrior said, looking at Silpierre and Berti who were cackling and falling again, cackling.

The usual cool-headed warrior's appearance was not visible in those eyes, but only a warm look at her companion.

The saint looked at this with envious eyes.

Her symbolic status is high, but unlike other saints who are treated as the church's mascots, she was able to achieve a high political position through her "Mind-reading", But instead, she was able to achieve a high political position, but instead, she became a close and close-knit party like the Hero Party. I lost all my relationships.

The leader of the paladin who was in charge of escorting her was someone she could trust, but that meant she was trustworthy, not that she was friendly.

That's why the hero party, which had a heavy mission and yet had good relationships with each other, looked so dazzling.

The saint suddenly felt frustrated and got up from her seat.

"Saint?"

"Ah... Hmm... "I'm going to wash it one more time."

When Serena looked up in confusion at the saint's sudden action, the saint gave an answer she had made up on the spot.

It was a lie when she said she was going to wash more, but Serena nodded her head and said.

"Okay. That... I'm telling you this because you may not be able to see it clearly. I think it would be a good idea to pay a little more attention to your abdomen."

"Yes?"

After hearing Serena's words, the saint asked, 'Abdomen? 'What's wrong with my abdomen?' She placed her hand on her stomach.

I can feel the soft and soft skin.

'Huh?'

Just like Serena did, the saint first poured hot spring water on her body to wash it off.

Her hair was dried with a cleaning spell, but she left her body untouched because she was going to bathe in the hot springs anyway. Why is her belly so soft and dry?

The saint looked down.

...

I can't see her toes.

All I could see was her pure white breasts and the traces of water left on her cleavage, and I could tell what had happened.

The water sprinkled on from above fell straight down her chest and didn't even wash her stomach!

This was something I didn't notice because I immediately soaked myself in her bath, thinking it would be clean anyway with clean magic.

The saint secretly blushed and took a bowl of her hot spring water to cleanse her abdomen and groin.

"Huh... "

When washing her vagina, a sensation that she had never felt before arose, but the saint just brushed it off without thinking much about it, saying it was just a sensation caused by warm water touching her tired body.