THE Adventurers 2 [EN]

Liris and Hena accepted a request to search for a missing adventurer.

“This kid’s first adventure is solo? So reckless,” said the silver-haired cleric Liris, looking at the request.

“Well, the Cursed Nun Dungeon only has ghouls, so they’re probably just lost. Let’s find and bring them back!” Hena said, raising her shield.

But their adventure didn’t go smoothly.

Deep in the dungeon, a powerful Ghoul Champion blocked their path. The fight dragged on, and soon regular ghouls swarmed in.

“We’re getting pushed back! Liris, cast Blessing of Strength!”

Liris began praying, but a sudden lightning bolt struck her down.

“Aaaagh!”

“Liris!” Hena spun around. Sparks crackled around the fallen cleric. In the distance, a Skeleton Mage—something that shouldn’t exist here—stood.

With their backline down and an impossible elite monster appearing, panic set in.

Hena hoisted the unconscious Liris onto her shoulder and tried to flee, but over twenty ghouls had already surrounded them.

The victorious Ghoul Champion approached without fighting stance—its lower body grotesquely swollen from lingering primal instincts.

“D-Don’t come closer... DON’T COME CLOSER!!”

Hena’s terrified swing was easily blocked, and a final blow knocked her out.

Deep in the dungeon, thirty days later.

After relentless violation, both women had broken. The silent halls now echoed with the moans of two females in heat.

“Ugh... more... please give me more,” Hena begged, hips thrust out toward the encircling ghouls.

“Aaah... I’m defiled... full of ghoul seed... so dirty,” Liris whimpered tearfully, yet blissfully spreading her legs again.

Then, from the darkness, someone approached. All ghouls froze—the dungeon boss, the Cursed Nun Melissa.

Tattered nun’s robes hung from her tall, golden-haired figure. Purple skin and a tail marked her as no longer human.

To the shattered women, she appeared as a powerful, beautiful savior. They knelt, desperate for salvation.Melissa approached Liris.

“Sister. It is time for repentance,” she said in a low, cold voice.

To Liris, it sounded passionately divine.

“Sister... I’m filthy now. I can never return to the order. I’m just a toy for their lust,” Liris sobbed, face smeared with tears and snot.

“It’s all right, sister. I will hear your confession. Though you harbored lust toward ghouls and committed forbidden acts, I will forgive all your sins. Come... enter me. Wash away every sin inside here.”

Melissa spread her lower lips with her fingers and pressed them against the seated Liris’s face, as if inviting her to slip inside that sacred place.

“Aah... even though I’m this filthy, can I truly be cleansed again? I will confess... I will confess inside you, Sister...”

As Liris yielded, Melissa parted her legs wider and slowly began drawing the cleric’s head between her thighs.

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