"Ah..." The Saint then cried out, and if she could make a sound, it would surely be discovered. Unfortunately, her voice could not be heard at all.

A dense red mist, the bondage of death and death, tied to the Virgin, making it difficult for her to move at all! uuuuuuuuu

Can't get away, what does a good Saint exclaim? And as she cried, her face burned red. "Damn, what's this bastard doing? Quickly let go, don't touch me!"

Hysteria, want to shout, but the Virgin can not make too loud voice, let alone let others hear, at this time, her heart, simply want to die!

"Gee, Ya-man, after all...