Don't Be Afraid, Girl, Those Are the Tentacles Below!

"Priest, it's time to eat." The gentle and pleasant priestess placed the food on the dining table. When she bent down, the collar of her slim-fitting priest robe showed a hint of white. The majestic figure turned around. The dark golden priest robe glowed with a deep luster, like molten gold flowing. The hood hung deeply, and under the shadow of the brim was a pure black mask like ink jade, like a bottomless abyss. Staring seemed to be a kind of blasphemy. The priestess hurriedly lowered her head and looked at the ground in front of her, even her breathing became gentle. "Go down." A deep and textured voice came out from behind the mask. The priestess lowered her head and walked away backwards. There was no one around, so the figure walked towards the dining table, raised his hand and took off his mask. Several purple tentacles suddenly stretched out from the shadow of the hood, dancing in the air like snakes, and more tentacles twisted out from the collar and cuffs of the priest's robe. "Okay, okay, stop arguing, I'll feed you right away!" Under the hood was a young face with a somewhat irritable voice. He ate a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, got up and walked towards the main hall. The sound of soft hymns came from the main hall. If those holy priestesses knew that their beloved officiant was a mutated monster, the scene would be very lively. The figure put on the mask and entered the main hall from the side door.