Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

- Ugh!

When the wooden round table was crushed, the people who were on it scattered with debris and bloodshed.

It's not a bad wound, so let's move on.

"...!"

Once the preacher was in a state of sudden panic, he was still frozen.

"Argh...! Who the hell are you!!"

A middle-aged man grabbed his shoulder and smashed his buttocks and shouted at me. He was an incredibly ugly and humble man who was now opening the M-letter.

I was just managing the mustache.

"You little cone. Don't you fold your legs?"

"Who," he asked!! You rude thing!! Argh..! Faster than that..! "

Whether ashamed or not, he twists his legs to get up from the fold.

"Where are you going?"

- Bummer!

"Krog!"

I lightly kicked him in the chest and walked in between them.

"You pagan bastards. I am Paladin Kim Kat, the Saint of the Bronze Society. From now on, you will have to answer my questions without lying. It's the only way to save your lives."

I don't know anything else, but they were involved in a crime.

It was also brainwashing innocent women into rape.

You're doing this in a courtyard with a pagan accusation?

Fearless bastards!

This is a mockery of the Bronze Society, of course!

"Par, Paladin?!"

"Huuuuuuuu...!"

"What a pagan...!"

The men around me, who heard me, began to notice with great panic. It's a city like this, but the authority of the church is strong.

The number of men attending school was exactly ten.

Are there any of these bastards in the church?

I shouldn't be dizzy.

"That, more than that! Those guys out there!"

A lightly squeezed moustache yelled at me.

Looking for managers?

The managers were Cityguards... and this son of a bitch.

"I killed them all, Cityguard."

"...!"

After a moderate beating, he breathes with his eyes wide open.

"Uh-huh, he said he was a good manager. But it wasn't about Vibil to Paladin. Hey, you. I think she's a Cityguard executive, but I need you to cooperate with my investigation."

"Sue, what nonsense is Suzanne!!"

"Bullshit?"

You crazy bastard?

"I think you have every right to investigate me because you're Palladin! This is an explicit moonlighting act! Get the fuck out of here! If you want to investigate, take legitimate steps!"

"Oh, my God."

Well, actually, I didn't have the right to do a repressive investigation on these bastards. Religious power is powerful, but the world is all about going back to the system, and power, rights, and procedures are as important as people living in society.

Paladin is not just a superlegally capable cyclist. If I behave as I please, that is how disgraceful the pride is.

But who's my back ship?

It's Saint Cadia.

It would be a violation or illegality of administrative procedures if it were only to perform well. It was a bit coercive, and I did an out-of-power investigation, but I caught a pagan. Or caught the equivalent of a criminal organization.

Then it's over.

Rather, it is praised.

And these bastards have already committed crimes before my eyes.

- Women who are naked and intoxicated by acoustics.

This is a special rape.

Paladin of the Church, of course, is a pagan and does not dictate crimes. If a religion was committing a crime, it would no longer forgive.

"Put your clothes on, you naked bastard."

"Don't turn your back!"

"Hahaha, my pagan friend is not going back now."

"Me, I'm not a pagan...!"

"Or we should cooperate, right?"

"Don't tell me you don't have the right to do that... Argh!"

- Argh!

I put the knife directly on the floor, grabbed his head and cast an iron claw to lift him up.

"It's an investigation, it's a monthly one, it's a naval one."

"Ughhhh!!"

"If you don't cooperate with me here, I'll search everything."

As it is, the finger with the gauntlet blows the night off the cone.

"Thousand and a half."

- Ugh!

"Kiyaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

His cochlear enlarged as he fractured his penis.

So fuck it. It's hard to get close to Carl.

I didn't tear it apart because I had a question first.

- Kudang Bath!

"Argh...!"

In an instant, I threw him down like a girl and looked around.

"Huff!"

"Hiiq!"

All the other men shuddered as they covered their belongings. There was only one entrance, so there was nowhere to run. The door next to the bathroom was the one that was connected to the bathtub.

However, it cannot be that the Virgin of Cadia can be close to me, who is doing me a favor.

Now that we've planted the horror, let's investigate again.

I approached him holding the cock.

"Hey, pagan Cityguard Captain. Next time, we'll do it on the balls, not the skewers. Then... the testicles will explode. So we're gonna bleed out of the fucking hole? Or do I get a white liquid? I'm a little curious about that."

"Ughhhh...!"

He cries with tears.

"The Bronze Astronomical Society can just get out like this!! This city is governed by a legitimate procedure... ruled by Duke Silos! Even a church can't investigate like this!!!!"

"It's okay because the patterns are pagan."

"Woo, we are not pagans...!"

The pagan doesn't know he's a pagan.

"What if the patterns aren't pagan? A pagan with a broken cock?"

"Well, it's just... an orchestra, an orchestra...! Argh...!"

"Orthodox meeting?"

"Yes. Bo, it may not look good... but it's legitimate."

"What about brainwashing and abducting women?"

"Voluntarily, voluntarily!!! I am the City Guard Commissioner and I will do that!!! They're all prostitutes!!"

This son of a bitch is the commissioner.

This city is already a dick.

And fuck me, I'm here with Hilde, and I almost hear it all.

Oh, yeah.

Or the preacher would have made this chapel, so you might know it.

But that one seems nice.

"Uh-huh, you're a good horse. Anyway, you're a patient? It's time to hit the balls. Open your legs. I have to give you a proper common sense inoculation because you're a preacher."

"Argh!!"

I was kicking him like a soccer ball and trying to open his ankle.

"Stop it, Paladin."

The preacher of Nace, who became a semen bump, stood up and called me.

"Oh, preacher. I listened very well to the words. You said you'd forget the hard work and go into a new world, right? I think it's time to go to the afterlife, pagan preacher."

I went right ahead of her.

She is the one who caused this catastrophe.

Fusion never forgives these criminals... special rape with drugs? Is that even a dozen? No matter how much the morality of the world fell compared to that of the modern world, this was not something we could just look at and move on.

Even more so if I'm a paladin.

"A pagan...? There seems to be some misunderstanding."

I wonder if she's awake and she's flustered.

"Calm down, Paladin. We are legitimately trained people."

"Of course it's legitimate. Because you bought these bastards."

"It's not buying, it's teaching, it's not illegal... As the Commissioner just said, this is simply a gathering to free the soul from stress. That's our faith."

No, fuck you.

"You're a fucking pagan."

"It's different from normal morality, so you can say that. But we didn't hurt anyone. wherever we are, we foster the future while nurturing our minds. This orchestra... is the ritual."

"Damage? What about the women here? You tricked me, you used drugs to make me a hostess, right?"

"Entertainment?"

The preacher trembled and asked.

"This son of a bitch kicked his ass? I've already got witnesses and testimony. I grabbed a woman and finished interrogating her. When the patterns are crazy about the obstruction."

"Do you really believe her? She's drugged."

"Hahaha, I'm not talking about the bitch who drugged you."

I immediately grabbed the preacher's blonde.

"Argh...! Now, wait!"

If the paladins are ripped off like they do all the time, they will probably be ripped off on the scalp. If you control your power, you can pull out your head.

But not yet.

"You are accused of heresy. And then I saw Palladin in the middle of it. I even got a fair testimony. Investigation rights? The Bronze Society guarantees it."

"Now, wait...! It hurts, stop...! Stop the violence!! It's wrong to do this with just severe pain!!"

It's not a symptom, it's a testament... I can't use the hypnotic magic of Circus as evidence. That is something that needs to be kept a secret.

I feel like I can't use the slightly bugged content as evidence from the Korean court.

The facts are only known to me, and I need to find or hear other evidence myself.

Whatever it is, this son of a bitch seems to be doing this because I don't have proof of this right now, but I already know everything.

She brainwashed and drugged the women to build the chapel. Even if you are not a pagan, if you have created a rape club with some kind of religious representation, you will not have enough time to declare it a pagan.

"I know it's a suspicious situation!! But a legitimate procedure can prove that it wasn't wrong to cover your expenses!"

The preacher cried out, pretending not to know until the end.

The reason he's so proud is because he's kicked and overflowing.

They are women who worship drugs anyway, and there is no reason to use what they say as evidence, but even the Cityguards are playing at the bottom of this woman's body.

- So we can't prove their guilt in this city.

"Even Paladin would be a big deal!! Quit!"

There are a few more 'corners of faith`, she exclaimed angrily.

"Hmph, I am the Paladin of the Church. Whatever the patterns believe... whatever's behind them, it won't be stronger than my faith. For me, legal punishment is meaningless. The only thing that matters is my faith in Verde."

The Crusaders of the Church are uncompromising, and the pagans hide because they know this very well. I pulled my head harder while moderately postponing it.

"So that excuse doesn't work. Cooperate in the investigation. Judgment is not an urban investigation agency, it's me."

"Profit...!"

The preacher twisted his face, and the men of Naché, who had lost their way back and forth, sighed.

"That fanatic...!"

"Khh, it's a big deal..."

Is intimidation enough?

So that's the point.

"Bring me the book that records the repayment, pagan. Even the money that has been ripped off so far. I should also bring the list of congregations there."

"Well, nothing like that...!"

"Yeah? You don't have a book, you don't have money?"

"Both..."

That kind of cheap.

I don't think there is anything else I can say because I believe this corner is too rigid.

"Then I must free the beast within me."

"Hey, beast?"

Inhale.

"Meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

Scream.

"Bring it! Bring it!!! You junkie rapist pagan bastards!!!"

"Argh! Argh! Wh-wh-what!!!"

I immediately shook the preacher's ankle and swung with a grip like a rat-fire.

- Roofing!!

"Heaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

She screamed and the men panicked.

"Stand, preacher!!"

"We have to do it somehow!"

"Run!!"

Is this an opportunity? The men rush to the entrance. But in the meantime, women lie still. We should also investigate the impact of acoustics on humans.

Anyway!

"Uh, Dildo is ruined!!!"

- Wedges!!

I threw the preacher who was swinging.

- Quang!

The sermons and men bumped into each other and became like bowling pins.

"Arghhhhhh!!"

"Arghhhhhh!!"

There's nothing more to do than talk!!!!

"Irresistible impulse!!!!!!!!"

I'll be damned if I hit you!!!!