The Thorn-Suffering Monk
*Top Secret File 019*
[Thorns·Suffering Monk]
Real name: Anton Ølsson
Card Star Rating: ★★
Height: 192cm. Weight: 72kg.
Character traits: Born guilty.
Character abilities: Binding of thorns; Teeth of iron chain.
Pentagonal ability graph: Strength: ? ; Intelligence: ? ; Agility: ? . Range: ? . Luck: ? .
Character experience: ???
Activities: Morrison Theological Seminary; Royal Cathedral.
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"Father, I pray to you."
The handsome and harmless young man clasped his hands together, and the cross hanging around his neck gleamed with metallic luster.
The stained glass windows reflect the floating sunlight.
"Please forgive my sins."
“…God will forgive all living beings.”
A man's deep voice came from above.
Li Yuebai looked up and saw only a gray light and shadow.
The young man climbed the stairs and saw the most pious monk standing on the platform, his black robe covering his thorn-covered body.
He used thorns as weapons and also used them to hone himself.
His gray eyes stared at Li Yuebai motionlessly, like a handful of dry ashes.
Li Yuebai, however, seemed to have not noticed at all, and raised the corners of his lips high: "My sins are truly unforgivable, Father... If you had heard of my sins, you would have discovered that the gods cannot forgive me."
“…”
Li Yuebai looked at the man in front of her and was suddenly dazzled by something.
Wrapped in the ascetic black priest's uniform is a body full of power.
Damn... This guy is almost as big as an angel. Should I say he is a broad-minded priest...
The man's expression was calm.
His eyes closely followed Li Yuebai's every move, and his lips opened and closed: "So...what crime have you committed?"
The young man did not answer.
The ascetic black priest's robe was easily pulled open, making people wonder whether the priest had already prepared for the initial ceremony.
A hint of doubt flashed across the monk's face.
He had never felt this way in his long life of asceticism, and he didn't know why they met in the silent church at this moment, and he didn't know why he was obeying the young man's every move.
But…he followed his heart’s instructions.
Maybe this is the oracle.
He had finally gotten what he had been waiting for... the precious thing he had been looking for since he was born.
He held the black-haired young man's hand and bent down to kiss it.
The clothes fell to the ground, revealing the monk's strong body.
Li Yuebai was stunned instantly.
The man saw his surprised expression and said, "They are alive."
Sharp thorns with thick spines were wrapped around his body in circles and layers. The sharp thorns penetrated deeply into the skin of the suffering monk, as if sucking his flesh and blood. Occasionally, liquid could be seen surging under the thorns.
Li Yuebai began to marvel again: "What a magical scene. Doesn't it hurt you?"
The priest frowned and closed his eyes: "Practice is always accompanied by pain."
Oh, no wonder his card is called the Suffering Monk, it’s a really simple and clear title.
Li Yuebai curiously wanted to reach out and touch the thorns, but the man gently held her wrist and said, "You will get hurt."
The young man then looked at him and said, "Father, are you going to hurt me?"
The priest stared at him for a moment and shook his head.
Li Yuebai then laughed: "Then I believe they won't either."
(The first rule of the game system is: cards cannot harm the protagonist of the game)
A trace of confusion that never belonged to the priest crossed his absolutely sober face. He was silent for a while and let go of the young man's hand.
He warned, "You have to be careful."
Li Yuebai said, "Move aside, it's time to complete the ceremony."
Li Yuebai touched those cute "little toys" with his fingertips.
Then those seemingly sharp thorns softened one after another and chose to obey his fingertips.
Li Yuebai brushed past a patch of thorns.
In order to make way for him, the thorns even pulled out the thorns that squeezed his flesh and blood and gently wrapped them around his hands.
Priest: “…”
Perhaps he felt surprised, and he looked dazed like a child in the choir.
By the way, are all the men in this other world virgins with zero sexual experience?
As early as when Li Yuebai encountered the thorns, part of the information of the suffering monk had been unlocked.
As he expected, he was indeed a pure virgin, but his initial masochism value was 200. (Li Yuebai guessed that it was because this weirdo tied thorns on himself every day)
Boy, how innocent.
It would be fine if angels had never masturbated, after all, they were a different race...but even human ascetics had never masturbated, which made him, an ordinary human male, look very out of place.
"..." Seeing the metal products in front of him, Li Yuebai fell silent again.
"What is this?" he asked confusedly.
"This is a necessary tool to protect purity," the priest's voice was still low: "Chastity belt."
“…………”This crappy game is actually an R18 porn game, right?
Li Yuebai couldn't help but ask, "Where's the key?"
The priest looked at him with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "When I was fourteen years old, I threw it into the main river of St. Peter."
“…”
Li Yuebai thought of his title again...the word "suffering" seemed to have deep meaning.
Li Yuebai was about to say something else when he heard a new message notification sound on the game panel.
He clicked on it and found a new task.
Role Mission 1: Whip the Suffering Monk 115 times with thorns soaked in salt water. Reward: Chastity Belt Key. Gold Obsidian x 3.
etc……
Would you hit someone more than a hundred times the first time you meet them? If you really did that... people would think you were a pervert with a sadistic tendency.
But……
In order to get the single draw, he had to take on the task with reluctance!
“It’s sudden, but may I ask: Is there perhaps salt water in this church?”
The priest looked at the young man deeply and said, "...Yes."
The man not only brought a basin of highly concentrated salt water, he also directly pulled off a piece of thorn branch from his body and soaked it in the salt water.
There was still a little blood on the thorn, which spread in the salt water.
After soaking the thorn branch, the man knelt down in front of him and presented the thorn, which had become even colder, with both hands.
The thorn twisted its body like a living thing.
"Father, you are..."
"In order to cleanse my sinful body, I need your teachings."
The man uttered the words of restraint.
He has a very strong body, and when he is in a masochistic posture, his body looks fuller and more vital.
This game is pretty good at modeling...
He took the thorn whip and swung it down.
“Bang!”
The torture instrument only left a shallow mark on the powerful body.
In contrast, from his perspective, a large, incongruous string of golden English words appeared above the priest:
"Miss!"
No way, no way, he can’t be unable to break through the defense, right?
How can this be tolerated?
Li Yuebai fought and was defeated again and again, but he kept fighting. After he had been whipped ten times, he... his arms were sore.
...If the previous teaching with the angel hadn't improved his physical fitness, he might not have been able to swing it for the tenth time.
This thorn looks light, but it is actually of a strange shape and it is difficult to exert force on it.
Being able to play games and exercise at the same time, isn't this the ultimate dream of a otaku? I didn't expect it to be realized in another world! ——But it's obviously a double happiness, why is it so tiring?
…This is my sin.
As a humble believer, I finally found my lifelong faith today... This is my original sin.
He knelt down and leaned over to kiss Li Yuebai's toes.
Gray eyelashes fluttering.
There was a certain glow flickering in his silent eyes.
If the mission had not had a time limit, Fei Zhai would have habitually planned to give up this side quest.
It's impossible for him to be so dedicated to playing games, so he doesn't want the mission rewards.
Moreover... the ten whips he struck did not break the defense at all, and did not even scratch a trace of skin.
In this river? Compared to the angels, the Suffering Monk is a pure human being, right? And there is no description of the Iron Man in the skill description...
Li Yuebai used his mind to open the game system and inquired about the unreasonable defense of the character card.
The system automatically replied in 0.1 seconds: Dear players, this game has the same underlying logic as most games on the market, that is, the attack damage is related to the character level and the player level. Please feel free to explore this game.
It means that it relies on level suppression like Pokémon, right? The low-level characters can't even break the defense, which seems very logical.
After a series of operations, he found his current level - lv.0, initial embryo.
…
That must be because the priest is of a very high rank.
He operated again and checked the level of the Suffering Monk.
lv.0 initial walker.
Damn, is this making fun of the players?
Games from another world cannot be posted on forums, so it is impossible to criticize the planners.
So Li Yuebai smiled and said, "Father, your defense is so outstanding that it seems that you can't be hurt at all... I think you can consider another career. Would you like to consider it?"
"What is it?"... God.
"Of course..." Li Yuebai laughed: "A divine prostitute."
"…I will follow your instructions."
The monk bowed his head meekly.
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The black ascetic card fell silently to the ground, and suddenly a golden light flashed.
The four words "Suffering Monk" gradually dimmed, and a new title struggled to form:
——[Divine Prostitute]
*Top Secret File 019*
[Thorns·Suffering Monk (Gray)·Divine Prostitute]
Real name: Anton Ølsson
Card Star Rating: ★★☆
Height: 192cm. Weight: 72kg.
Character traits: Born with sin, serving God with flesh and blood.
Character abilities: Bound by thorns (one's own suffering can greatly increase one's attack power); Teeth of the Iron Chain (crossed out); Temple of Desire (using this skill can make the served god feel deeply happy)
Pentagonal Abilities: Strength: A; Intelligence: B; Agility: C. Range: C. Luck: B.
Character experience: He practiced hard in the world for decades, or perhaps a hundred years.
Activities: Morrison Theological Seminary; Royal Cathedral; Union Military Academy.
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