The Power of Guardian Angels and Witches (1)
Sylvia jolted in surprise, quickly pulling the blouse she’d been lifting back down. “Someone’s coming.”
“Someone?” Cloud pulled his face out of her robe with a disappointed pout, and Sylvia hurriedly tied the chest strings of the robe and pulled the hood up over her head.
“Who told you to do something like that in a place like this?”
Five men. Five sturdy men were glaring at them with mocking smiles. Each held a sword, a mace, or a bow.
“Heh heh. Look what we have here in broad daylight. Who are you? You don’t look like soldiers from Valua.”
Cloud scratched his temple lightly and answered calmly. “It’s perfect timing. We were actually looking for you.”
“Us?”
“Yes.”
“What for?”
“This is the cult that worships Lady Ophelia, right? We’d like to join.”
Sylvia stared at Cloud in disbelief.
“Who would fall for that? Those aren’t spies sent by Lord Valua, are they?”
“Definitely not. We’re just ordinary people. Believe me.”
“Shut up! Hey! Tie these bastards up with rope! Take them to the cult leader first and check them out!”
After that, Cloud and Sylvia were dragged away bound by ropes, unable to move.
As word spread that intruders had been caught scouting the village, the villagers began gathering in the square where the Light Tower stood. The gathered people all eyed Cloud and Sylvia with serious wariness. In front of the two kneeling figures bound with ropes, burly men stared fiercely while aiming their swords, and behind them was an altar. Bonfires on both sides of the altar blazed fiercely like unquenchable flames.
“Is it them?”
An old man with a walking stick pushed through the crowd and stood before Cloud and Sylvia. He had a long beard reaching his chest and wore a white robe. The staff in his hand was carved with snake heads at both ends, giving off a sinister and unpleasant aura.
“What kind of people are you?”
The old man, who appeared to be the leader of the heretical group, spoke in a displeased tone. “You were doing lewd acts on the village hill in broad daylight.”
His voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard.
Cloud looked straight into the cult leader’s eyes and deliberately spoke in an innocent tone. “We’re a married couple. While coming here, we suddenly felt like doing that…”
“What an unbelievable thing! Who do you think you are, daring to commit such dirty acts in a place like this! Heh heh, indeed!”
The cult leader clicked his tongue in exasperation. “This isn’t a place for filth like you to defile!”
“I know. It’s the village where people who worship the hero Lady Ophelia live, right?”
“You knew that, yet you committed such impure acts in this sacred place?”
“We’re newlyweds, so we made a mistake. Newlyweds are like that, you know. Just looking at each other’s eyes, they take off their clothes anywhere. I know you know that, so please understand.”
While Cloud answered cheerfully, Sylvia sitting beside him listened quietly without looking up in embarrassment.
“We want to join your cult. Please forgive us and let us join.”
“Join? You want to join our cult?”
The cult leader looked at Cloud with an amused expression. “Yes. My wife and I both worship Lady Ophelia passionately. We prayed to her all the time, and when we heard there was a cult here, we came all the way from far away. Please, Leader, let us join. We want to live in this village too.”
One of the villagers watching quietly shouted, “Leader! Don’t fall for it! They might be Lord Valua’s dogs!”
Another person followed. “Lock them in prison first, do a thorough investigation for a few days, and then decide whether to accept them!”
The people murmured among themselves.
“Hey, even if the man has nothing, the woman has to be in shape. Plus she’s pretty. It’s okay to nominate her as the next Ophelia.”
“She seems pretty stubborn. Besides, she’s married. Is that okay? Our idol has to be unmarried.”
“What does that matter? Don’t you know married women are tastier? Heh heh heh.”
“I’d approve if it were that woman!”
“Me too!”
The cult leader looked around at the reactions and then spoke in a voice that sounded like scratching metal. “You really want to enter our cult that worships Lady Ophelia?”
“Yes. Of course, Leader. My wife and I will only look to Lady Ophelia and live diligently here.”
The cult leader smiled contentedly and stroked his long beard. “Good. Then let’s start with the joining ceremony.”
“A joining ceremony? Do I really have to do something like that?”
The cult leader gave a lewd smile. “Anyone who wants to join our cult must undergo a sacred ritual. If you don’t, we judge that your devotion to Lady Ophelia is insufficient, so we can’t accept you.”
“Okay, I’ll do it. Whatever you tell me, I’ll do my best.”
“Hah, Cloud!”
Sylvia shouted in fear. Cloud seemed too carefree on his own, giving her a bad feeling. Plus, his acting as a genuine cult recruit was superb. Meanwhile, the fear of being charmed by the heretics and joining them side by side was terrifying.
“Cloud? Is that you, Cloud?”
She wanted to confirm if the Cloud next to her was the one she knew. Cloud winked at her secretly and whispered in her ear, “Who else could it be? Just trust me.”
“Yeah……”
Sylvia let out a sigh of relief and nodded. It was hard and annoying when the enemy was bad, but having a bad guy like Cloud as an ally felt surprisingly reliable and dependable.
“Now! From this moment on, we will perform the joining ceremony for our new family! Quickly bring in Lady Ophelia!”
“Lady Ophelia……?”
Cloud tilted his head. The men instructed by the cult leader disappeared somewhere and soon returned dragging a woman elaborately dressed up. She wore a jeweled crown on her forehead and a very revealing outfit. The moment she appeared, the villagers cheered.
“Oh! It’s Lady Ophelia!”
“She’s so beautiful!”
“Amazing!”
The woman called Ophelia danced gracefully like flowing water and slowly climbed onto the altar. As she stood on the altar, the villagers knelt and began praying. Responding to them, she lay neatly on the stone altar with legs spread, her beautiful and elegant movements filling the air.
Next, three muscular men in tribal attire with glistening bronze skin appeared and climbed onto the altar. All three had their lower bodies fully erect, and they inserted their impressive manhoods into the woman’s mouth, chest, and crotch on the altar.
“Oh…”
As the fake Ophelia easily took in all three men’s things, the watching villagers let out loud cheers.
“Ha, ha, Lady Ophelia! I love you! I love you!”
The man with his manhood in the fake Ophelia’s mouth moved his hips back and forth quickly and let out moans of pleasure.
Then the man who had inserted his manhood into her chest valley and the one who had put it in her crotch all chanted “Ophelia” in unison and satisfied their lust.
“Those trash bastards……”
Sylvia couldn’t look at the altar properly and frowned, cursing. The heretical group didn’t revere the hero Ophelia as sacred but simply saw her as a sexual object. It was a group made to quench their sexual desires by using the hero worshipped by everyone as an idol.
“Aah!”
“Ugh!”
“It’s coming!”
As the three men simultaneously climaxed onto the fake Ophelia’s body, the act ended. The cult leader, watching the scene with satisfaction, looked at Cloud. He was seriously immersed. His eyes were wide open, saliva constantly swallowing, and he couldn’t take his eyes off the altar. He seemed extremely envious of the three men on the altar.
The cult leader looked at him pitifully and tapped his head with the staff. “Snap out of it, you idiot.”
“Huh? Ah, yes yes. Suck!”
He wiped the spit off his lips with the back of his hand.
“Could I do something like that too?”
Cloud’s eyes sparkled.
“Yes. You will approach Lady Ophelia on the altar and ejaculate onto her sacred body. And……”
The cult leader looked at Sylvia and raised the corner of his mouth lewdly. “Woman, I’ll test you directly to see if you can become Lady Ophelia. Serve to the best of your ability with your body. If I feel satisfied after the ceremony, you will be worshipped as the 27th Lady Ophelia. Understood?”
Even though she heard insulting words from the cult leader, Sylvia didn’t react violently because of Cloud. She wanted to break apart this shameless heretical group right now. But she held it in. Her tense gaze turned to Cloud. ‘What are you going to do, Cloud. Are you going to let them rape me like this?’ ‘Wait a minute. Not yet. We’re outnumbered. We have to stall until Carlos’ army comes.’
Cloud gave a small smile. ‘And remember, there’s a guardian angel watching over us.’
The moment their eyes met in a secret signal, Cloud suddenly screamed like a madman all around. “Waaaaah! Waaaaaah!”
And he rolled around on the ground wildly. The cult leader watching beside him shouted in alarm, “What? What is this guy doing! He can’t sit still! You idiot!”