Desecration ritual?
Want to defile my purity as well!?
Herbert had been immersed in Svanni's narration, but upon hearing the key words, he snapped out of it and became alert.
Huh?
This... this, can this be spoken of?
Is it this intense!!?
"You mean, uh, you're saying... she's going to defile me?"
Herbert's expression was quite subtle, filled with images that couldn't pass censorship.
Intense indeed!
"No, what I'm referring to as a desecration ritual might be a bit different from what you're thinking."
Svanni saw immediately what Herbert imagined, shook her head, and said, "The true Fallen ritual is much scarier, much more degenerate, and much more frenzied."
"Generally, she'll easily break the arms of the sacrifice, cut off his toes, then mince them into meat paste and forcibly make him eat it..."
"During this process, Stella won't let the sacrifice shut his mouth, instead allowing him to scream wildly, savoring their wails and curses."
