Chapter 21. Meeting the Holy Maiden Bichi Who Transmigrated to Another World
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Today, the Left Dharma Protector said she had to train in mental cultivation in the morning and sent away the other follower.
"Raxia-nim has given a revelation, so all of today's schedule will be cancelled."
"Yes, understood, Cult Leader-nim."
"Oh, and absolutely! No one! Not even the Left Dharma Protector is to enter. Today is an important day."
The follower bowed without any particular objection and left.
As expected, as long as it's not the Left Dharma Protector, most of this stuff works.
It's absolutely not skipping out.
What's it called... right, vacation. It's a vacation.
I slipped out of the room through a secret passage that only Ja-ung-cheon knows about.
Since there's a follower standing guard at the door, doing this should make them think I'm still inside praying, right?
Humming a tune as I walked around inside the cult compound, the followers greeted me.
That's right, I am your god~
Of course, I didn't even glance toward the training hall.
If I go there and get caught by the Left Dharma Protector for nothing, I'll have to listen to her nagging and get back to the schedule.
Hmm, where else should I go...
Ah, I wonder what Cheong-a is doing?
My steps feel especially light today.
This is the sweetness of rest.
If only every day could be like this.
As I approached the quiet detached quarters, Cheong-a spotted me from afar and came running over.
"Oppa~"
Ah, this is healing.
This place is a sanctuary.
Geumhwabin is still lying on the bed, but her condition has improved a lot.
She said she could start working from next week, so it looks like she'll be able to make various tools.
Hehe, including masturbation devices... if I make something naughty...
Ah, right, I can't get an erection here.
Hold it in, me.
I suddenly recalled a nuclear bomb post I saw on a community forum.
Aack! The internal damage is too severe.
As I covered my eyes and reacted by myself, Cheong-a found it amusing and laughed out loud.
"Kkeul kkeul kkeul"
I stroked Cheong-a's head.
"Cheong-a, is there anything you want to do? Oppa has some free time today."
At those words, she pouted her lips and thought for a moment.
"I want to go see the market!"
"Great! Today is market sightseeing day!"
Geumhwabin asked with concern.
"Eun-gong, wouldn't that be too much trouble..."
"It's fine. You focus on recovering quickly. Don't forget our deal. You need to be healthy to make money, and then Cheong-a can eat good food too. Isn't that right?"
As I spoke while looking at Cheong-a, she smiled brightly.
"Then I... this outfit is too conspicuous, so I'll change clothes and come back. Wait for me."
"Yes~!"
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Wherever I go, the market streets are bustling with people.
"Oh, over there... ah, never mind."
I almost called out to a pretty woman passing by.
Unconsciously, my habit from proselytizing activities is showing.
Just in case, I glanced at Cheong-a, but she was too busy looking around.
Phew, that's a relief.
"Cheong-a. Tell me anything you want to eat. I'll buy it all for you today."
"Really? Thank you!"
Seeing her bow with her hands at her belly, it seems she's learned well from her sisters.
As expected, that's the importance of education.
I entered the inn that Cheong-a had chosen.
"Welcome!"
He quickly looked us up and down and guided us to the second floor.
The second floor was a place where only people with some money were guided, so it was quieter than the first floor.
He's sharp.
Well, even though my clothes were neat, my face was just too handsome.
With a face like this, I could pass for a prince.
"Bring us the best dishes and alcohol, whatever you have. Cheong-a, if there's anything you want to eat, tell me."
"I like whatever Oppa eats."
"Then you heard her."
The clerk quickly thought it over.
Clink.
As I placed one nyang on the table, his eyes immediately changed.
"Oh my, noble sir. This is too much."
"It's fine. Keep it. Please take good care of the food."
"Yes, noble sir. I'll prepare the most delicious dishes."
After the clerk went downstairs, we looked out the window and watched the street.
Cheong-a wouldn't stop talking, as if everything delighted her.
Is this really the same quiet girl I first met in Gwirakchon?
Yeah, this is a good change.
I stroked her head again.
"Oh? Oppa, the ring!"
She recognized it.
Before coming out, I deliberately wore the flower ring she had given me.
The flowers had already withered, but the frame remained.
Still, she made it with those tiny little hands for me, so I couldn't bear to throw it away and kept it.
"It's a gift from Cheong-a, so of course I keep it. I only wear it on important days like today, to treasure it."
"Hee hee~"
Cheong-a giggled and looked at me.
"What do you think you're doing!!"
At the sudden loud voice, we both looked outside at the same time.
Right in front of the inn, a man wearing expensive-looking silk robes and a burly man were grabbing a woman with blonde hair.
A colored person like Anar?
As attention gathered, other men who seemed to be guards dispersed the crowd.
"Got nothing to watch? Move along!"
"Oppa, that unnie's neck..."
At Cheong-a's words, I looked at the woman's neck.
An iron collar?
Then she's a slave, like Hwangbo Rin.
A colored person being a slave is interesting.
"I told you, I'm not a slave!"
"Then what's that around your neck?"
That line sounds familiar...
"You guys put it on me all of a sudden!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
【 Who is that man?
Sim Mu-ung. 25 years old. Eldest son of the Jeolgang Merchant Group.
A piece of trash, but no one can say anything because of the merchant group's power.
When he finds a woman he likes, he forcibly makes her a slave.
Hmm, a highborn brat forcibly taking women he likes. A story that could happen anywhere.
A real piece of trash.
Someone like me should coax them with a good drug...
Sim Mu-ung. There's a memory of him in Ja-ung-cheon's mind.
A year ago, I was invited as a guest to a banquet hosted by the Jeolgang Merchant Group and we exchanged a few words.
Why would they invite a cult leader like me?
【 Then who is that blonde woman?
Beach Clitoris. 35 years old. Virgin.
Saintess of the Nianalple continent.
Nianalple? Where is that?
There's no such region in Ja-ung-cheon's memories.
Saintess? Now that I look, she's dressed just like a saintess from a manga.
Trait - Transferred from another world.
!!
I shot up, and Cheong-a looked at me in surprise.
Another world transfer?
"Cheong-a! Stay here!"
I ran before they could disappear.
As I approached, the burly man I saw from the second floor blocked my way.
Up close, he was really huge.
"Hey, you'd better leave."
Unlike before, he was polite, probably because of my appearance.
"No, it's because I know her."
At my words, he looked flustered but didn't step aside.
Then I have no choice.
"Bichi! Isn't that Bichi over there!? What are you doing there?"
Suddenly, all eyes were on me.
"Who are you? How do you know my name..."
...We're not on the same page.
"Who are you?"
Sim Mu-ung looked at me.
"Haha, Young Master Sim. Don't be so harsh."
He stared at me for a moment, then finally seemed to remember and pretended to recognize me.
"Isn't this the Cult Leader-nim? What brings you here..."
"She's actually an acquaintance of an acquaintance of mine. I was looking for her when I heard a commotion, and I came to see this awkward situation."
"..."
Even if the Hwanrak Cult is a cult, it's quite sizable, so he probably can't treat me carelessly.
Besides, honestly, he was trying to kidnap her.
"Well, this is..."
He made an awkward expression.
"It seems there's a misunderstanding. I'll make it up to you later..."
At the word "compensation," he reacted briefly and then ordered the man holding Bichi.
"Let her go."
When the man unlocked the iron collar, Bichi immediately ran over and hid behind me.
Yeah, no matter how clueless, she should know who her allies are.
"Then I'll come by later to collect that compensation."
Seeing his smile, he probably took it as me offering to receive him.
Our cult has many beautiful female followers—is he aiming for that?
No chance!
The female followers are all mine.
"Thank you."
Bichi, standing behind me, kept expressing her gratitude.
"Let's go this way for now."
As we returned to the restaurant together, Cheong-a, who had been watching from the second floor, looked at Bichi with curiosity.
Colored people aren't that common, so it must be interesting.
"Who is this pretty unnie?"
"Yes, I am Bichi Clitoris."
"Hee hee, I'm Cheong-a."
After chatting with Cheong-a for a moment, she now looked at me.
She must be curious.
How I knew her name.
"You must have many questions, but for now, hold your tongue... Follow me, and I'll tell you everything."
"The food is ready!"
Right on time, the clerk appeared with the dishes.
Growl
"You look hungry too. Eat with us."
She was embarrassed by the sound from her stomach, but soon picked up a spoon and started eating.
She doesn't seem to know how to use chopsticks.
"How is it?"
"It's my first time eating it, but the aroma and flavor are strong. It's delicious."
She eats elegantly like a noble, even though it's her first time.
Interesting.
"Oppa, eat too. It's delicious."
Cheong-a grinned and looked at me.
"Yeah, let's eat together."
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"Cult Leader-nim?"
The gatekeepers were surprised to see me returning from outside.
Well, earlier I left through the cat hole with Cheong-a...
But I can't bring a guest in through a cat hole, can I?
"Ahem, yes. Good work."
They looked at Bichi but didn't stop her since she was with me.
As expected of me.
The Cult Leader is the best.
"Cult. Leader. Nim?"
No... the angry Left Dharma Protector is the best...
As I opened the door and entered, the one greeting me was the Left Dharma Protector, who looked very angry.
"Oppa, I'm going!"
Cheong-a, quick on the uptake, immediately ran off.
The Left Dharma Protector's eyes, staring coldly at me, are terrifying.
"Who is this person?"
"The Saintess..."
I answered like a child being scolded.
"What? The Saintess?"
Ah! A good idea came to me!
"Yes, the Saintess. While I was praying, I received a revelation from Raxia-nim, so I went to escort the Saintess."
"Ah... I had no idea..."
Seeing that expression, I feel sorry.
Sorry, truly sorry.
I'll repay you with my dick next time.
"You even know I'm a saintess. Who are you really?"
"First, come inside. I'll explain everything there."
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I guided her to the reception room.
"Wait here for a moment. I'll change clothes and be right back. Left Dharma Protector."
The Left Dharma Protector followed me.
Now, let me prepare in advance...
A moment later,
I sat face to face with the Saintess alone.
"This is a truly strange place."
She looked around the room dyed in pink, finding it curious.
Looking again, she's a beauty.
A Western beauty with a milf vibe.
She has a different charm from Anar.
Those breasts bigger than watermelons.
A narrow waist.
Plump hips.
Even her body is art.
How can someone like that be a saintess?
Well, first of all, her name is...
【 Tell me how Bichi came to this place. Simply.
The Nianalple continent was destroyed by the Demon King's invasion.
Just before destruction, a dimensional rift occurred.
She, who was alone at the temple, was sucked in.
Immediately upon arriving here, she met Sim Mu-ung and almost got dragged off as a slave.
Well, I was reincarnated here, so cases like being a transferee are possible too.
"Um... Cult Leader-nim? Why are you staring into empty space...?"
She looked at me with strange eyes.
I'm not crazy.
Knock knock
"Cult Leader-nim. It's the Left Dharma Protector."
"Come in."
"Cult Leader-nim. I've prepared the tea you mentioned."
She placed the tea on the table, bowed, and immediately left.
"Drink up. It's a bit bitter, but it's good for the body."
I offered her tea, but it seemed she had other priorities now.
"Oh, right. Please answer my earlier question. How do you know me? Where is this place?"
"I am Ja-ung-cheon, the Cult Leader of the Hwanrak Cult. I can communicate with god. The god told me that you would come here and that I should help you."
"Ah, Raxia-nim..."
?? What? The name of the god you believe in is also Raxia?
How can such a coincidence exist?
"That's right. Raxia-nim also told me where you were, but I was a bit late. I'm sorry."
"No, I'm just grateful for your help."
"And this place is... called the Central Plains. The Nianalple continent where you lived is in a different dimension."
"Dimension... Ah, the rift that occurred when the Demon King's army came..."
She seemed to be guessing how she got here.
"There is a reason Raxia-nim sent you here, a Saintess."
"A reason?"
"Yes. Raxia-nim said that the Day of Judgment will come to this place too, just like your continent. It is my mission to save even one person in preparation for that day."
Suddenly, she knelt and began to pray.
It's sacred.
It's as if only the area around her is bathed in a spotlight.
After a moment, she stood up and spoke with a sorrowful expression.
"Ah... I cannot hear Raxia-nim's voice in this place."
Of course not, since she doesn't exist here.
But if I play this well, I might be able to use it.
"Actually, Raxia-nim dwells within my body."
"What? How could that..."
"She descended to prepare for the Day of Judgment."
"Such..."
Her eyes widened.
She seemed not to believe it.
That's natural.
"If Raxia-nim hadn't told me, how could I know everything about you?"
"Ah..."
She seemed confused.
"It seems Raxia-nim used her power one last time to break the language barrier for you."
"Ah, Raxia-nim... There must be a reason you sent me here. I will follow."
She seemed thirsty, so she downed the tea I had offered earlier in one gulp.
"Ugh... It's a bit bitter. So, what should I do now?"
Grin
"First... take off your clothes."