The Regressor and the Blind Saint

Why are sad predictions not wrong?

Vera looked at Renee, leaning on him with that thought in mind.

“Vera… delicious… .”

The figure of Renee repeating the same words with a reddened face had a shape that could be called a drunkard by anyone looking at it.

A long sigh escaped Vera’s mouth.

‘Didn’t you say you could drive me out…? .’

How can a person who swears that he can drive out drunkenness like this?

‘… no.’

Vera knew why. Renee was able to drive out the drunkenness, but he didn’t.

I didn’t want to admit it, but I had to.

Renee enjoys getting drunk. In other words, he likes to drink.

Vera’s eyes narrowed.

‘Those who are not yet adults… .’

He was already getting frustrated because he had to wait a few more months for the coming-of-age ceremony.

Could this really make me a drunkard like Rohan? I am not aware of such worries.

Vera decided.

In the past, I had made Renee do everything he wanted to, but from now on, he knew that he would be willing to nagging.

“Lady.”

“Vera… .”

Renee clasped the bottle in her arms and slammed his head against Vera’s chest.

For a brief moment, Vera should have pondered whether it was the bottle’s name or his own that Renee was crying out for.

After a moment of truly useless thought, Vera wiped away any thoughts that had arisen from her, and grabbed Renee’s shoulders and straightened her up.

“Wow… .”

Renee’s head was spinning in all directions. Vera trembled at the thought of ‘cute’ without realizing it, and spoke to Renee in a harsh voice.

“Come on, Madame. You need to drive out the drunkenness. You may feel sick to your stomach because of the drunkenness that has already permeated your body, but you have to endure it.”

“Drunk… .”

Renee blankly followed Vera’s words.

head round and round. Renee, who had been drinking with a bright red face and mouth open, said, ‘Ke-eung!’

and poured it into the bottle.

“… Lady?”

“Vera, don’t be sick.”

Words spoken while swiping a bottle of alcohol.

Vera let out a smirk as if it was nonsense, then reached out, thinking that he had to take the bottle first.

That moment.

“Yep!”

widely! ‘, Renee clasped Vera’s hand.

A look of dismay rested on Vera’s face. In the midst of all that, Renee hugged the bottle tighter to her chest and shouted out.

“Vera is mine!”

My head was dizzy.

Vera felt his eyes narrow.

“… That is not Vera.”

No, first of all, Vera was right. After all, it wasn’t Vera again.

What a difficult situation to explain, Vera felt a throb in his head.

Renee slowly moved her hips. He came closer to Vera.

“Will Vera also give Vera?”

Renee said with a smirk. Vera sighed and warned.

“Sir, you will definitely regret it. Please follow me.”

Advice I can give because he was Vera who knows best that Renee will twist his body for a few days after getting drunk.

However, if René had been a human being who agreed to such a logic and followed Vera’s words, the countless black histories so far would not have occurred.

Renee banged her head in Vera’s chest, then pulled her head out and said.

“Mugwort!”

She pursed her lips. The strong smell of alcohol spread.

“Mugmuk!”

reiterated words.

Vera could clearly sense the intent of those words and actions.

The other day, when he kissed him first, Renee provoked him with such a word, so the word ‘wormwood’ for Renee, who was heavily drunk, is probably a magic spell that evokes a kiss.

Vera was worried.

“mouth… Does it drive out drunkenness?”

The question I asked back because I thought it was too manly to call it a ‘kiss’.

Surprisingly, Renee figured out the intent of the words, even while so drunk.

“Uh!”

Renee’s head moved forward. Vera’s head fell back.

Vera felt shame welling up on Renee’s red face that filled his eyes, and on his curled, pouty lips.

Vera gulped down his dry saliva, and very quickly said, ‘Cuckoo!’ It was a quick move that a master of the quick sword could do.

“Okay, now that you’ve done it, get rid of the drunkenness.”

Renee’s head tilted.

Because Renee’s drunken sense wasn’t that sensitive to feel Vera’s actions, to capture the fleeting moment.

“Mugmuk!”

So Renee pressed his lips to Vera again.

Vera was miserable.

… No, I forcibly recalled the thought of how miserable it was.

If you don’t do that, it’s because of the feeling of being twisted by the guilt of kissing a drunken person.

“Lady… .”

I tried to say it in a voice close to pleading, but Renee didn’t care.

“Mugmuk!”

It can be said that the attitude of a heinous merchant who does not know anything about negotiation is like this.

Vera clenched his teeth and shut his eyes tightly. He held his breath, putting his own lips on Renee’s.

Aisha, who covered her eyes with her hands, raised her tail and said, ‘Oh… Oh oh… .’

*

Renee was a liar.

She smirked, rubbed her cheek, and fell asleep in Vera’s arms.

Vera wrinkled his expression to and fro in a feeling of resentment for some reason, then sighed deeply and picked her up to carry her into the tent.

Departure to the cradle is tomorrow afternoon, considering Renee’s physical strength, even if he just sleeps from now on, the time will be tight. Hangover, I’ll clear it up when Renee wakes up, but replenishing stamina through sleep has nothing to do with it.

Vera’s eyes continued to think and turned to Renee.

A bottle of wine was still in Renee’s arms, who was asleep with a loud noise.

Vera narrowed his eyes and stared at the bottle, determined.

I would never let Renee drink again again.

“I’m going to leave the saint lying there.”

Shortly thereafter, just as he reached Norn and Vera was about to leave, a blond-haired orc thudded from beneath the now darkened sky.

it was ballack

“Strong!”

A voice still resounding all over the place.

Vera replied, frowning around Renee, wondering if Renee might wake up.

“Why are you calling me?”

“Enjoy the Gangjado Festival!”

“I just have to do this. I want to save my stamina for the ceremony tomorrow.”

It was a polite refusal.

Ballak asked, tilting his head at Vera’s turn to leave.

“Doesn’t the strong breed?”

Startle-.

Vera’s body trembled. with a bang! It was a real embarrassment that floated over Vera’s face as he turned his head.

“… Why are you saying that all of a sudden?”

When asked the question he had asked him to enjoy the festivities, but he couldn’t figure out why he was suddenly talking about breeding, Ballak answered with a bright smile.

“If you fail the ritual, you die! When someone dies, there is a shortage of workers! Just in case you don’t know, you must reproduce before you die!”

A tone reminiscent of Marek.

Vera was trying to figure out the meaning of the word, but only later realized why Balak had said ‘breeding’, and he loosened his stiff expression.

‘Is the object count maintained.’

In fact, if the population is not maintained in this way, the orc species that cannot control speculation will soon lead to extinction.

Vera shook his head to answer Balak, realizing a new reason why the orcs had not perished.

“I have become.”

“Well?”

“I will never die, so there is no need for me to participate in such an event.”

“Oh, strong! Be confident!”

Ballack applauds! pop! and hit

How can the sound of applause be a pop instead of a clap? Vera recalled a brief question about him, then erased it and said goodbye to Ballak.

“Then rest. I… .”

“Wait, strong man! My daughter says she wants to breed with you! Just do it once!”

… I was trying to tell

The expression on Vera’s face disappeared.

Ballack smiled broadly.

Meanwhile, a female orc of the same size as twins emerged from behind Balak with a thump, thump, sound.

Vera narrowed his eyes for a moment at the thought that he had seen an orc, but soon realized that it was the orc he had beaten with his hand during the day, and raised his absurdity.

“A strong seed, have it.”

Said the female orc in a voice that seemed to resonate in the cave. It was said with a smile that showed off the molars, adding redness to the brown leather.

“You can stay still. Coco takes care of everything.”

For a moment, Vera thought to himself, ‘Is the orc extinction unacceptable?’

If I stab one person with the holy sword, maybe the answer will come out.

The Holy Sword wouldn’t say that the extinction of the orcs was the right thing to do.

Vera, whose reason was shaken by the sudden request to breed, had been thinking about it for a long time.

In the midst of this, the argument that the heads of the two orcs became dizzy continued.

“Strong! Handing out seeds to my daughter!”

“I have a strong baby. They give birth to strong children.”

If Renee had heard it, it was a series of arguments that would have drawn the sword right away.

Vera felt a sense of gratitude that Renee had slept in the midst of his dizzy.

Vera slowly puts Renee down and wraps a very thick diaphragm around him.

I do it in the hope that I won’t listen to that.

Immediately after laying Renee down, Vera took a deep breath and controlled his mind.

‘Reasonably… .’

It was a sudden and rude request, but it was absurd to expect a rational conversation from the orcs.

It’s natural for them to say things that don’t even sound like words.

So, shouldn’t he have to come up with a way to keep his chastity like an intellectual?

After thinking, Vera placed his hand on the holy sword.

‘Kill them all but one.’

You could just ask the guy who saved him how to proceed with the ritual.

… It was an answer that was derived from an accident that was completely burned out in anger, which was not at all rational.

In the blink of an eye, it was none other than the twins who had been working with Miller up until the moment that dried up Vera.

“Vera, wait.”

“Calm down.”

He tapped Vera’s shoulder as he was about to draw his sword.

The twins looked at the orcs in front of them with half-drunk faces.

“Vera, I don’t sleep with any female.”

“right. Vera is a tricky buffalo.”

“Crek, you keep Vera pure. I will not make you sad.”

“Marek is the guardian of love.”

The twins took a step forward, making non-verbal sounds from time to time.

Thumbs up so Vera could see.

“Vera goes in. We face it.”

“Marek, today is a day to show off your skills.”

Vera’s expression turned cold. If I had to express the emotion that came to mind, it was a look that could be called disgust.

Vera’s gaze turned back.

Miller was drunk and fainted. Norn and Hela seemed to have returned to the tent with Aisha.

Vera thought.

‘… I don’t want to get involved.’

It looks like the twins are trying to do something, but they seem to be trying to help themselves.

For some reason I didn’t want to get involved.

Vera hugged Renee again and, without looking back, headed towards the assigned tent.

The remaining twins looked at Vera’s back like that, and looked again at Ballack’s daughter Coco.

Coco was furious.

“Less strong males. move out Coco wins the seeds of the strong.”

The twins looked at Coco like that and made a hard face.

First, Craig spoke with a determined face.

“Crek, we will protect Vera and the saint’s love.”

Then Marek licked his lips with his tongue.

“Marek, I’m not picky eaters.”

The two slowly approached Coco.

The gatekeepers of the Holy Kingdom, the guardian apostles Krek and Marek, were men who did not know the impossible.