Chapter 186: Insubordination
The spacious room was filled with the flickering glow of candlelight, the curtains swaying seductively.
A hazy fragrance permeated the air, creating an atmosphere of intimacy.
“Clink!”
Two wine glasses filled with red wine clinked together, the liquid sloshing slightly.
“Cheers to a beautiful tomorrow~”
Chrissy smiled radiantly. Having a date with Kailun in front of the Pope filled her with delight.
“Cheers.”
Kailun smiled back at Chrissy and took a sip of the wine.
Because of a strange taste, he only tasted it and didn’t swallow.
Not only was the wine suspicious, but the fragrance in the air was also problematic. It seemed that the Pope was truly pulling out all the stops.
He carefully sensed the surroundings. The magic in the air felt slightly oppressive, suggesting the presence of an inactive anti-magic circle.
If an ordinary ninth-rank mage stepped into it, they would probably be unable to escape. But unfortunately, the Pope’s opponent was a knight with terrifying attributes.
“How is it? Does it taste good?”
Chrissy rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling.
“It’s not bad. It tastes like lies. Tell me, what’s your real purpose for inviting me here?”
Kailun played his role well. If he acted too fake, the one hiding in the shadows might slip away.
Afra, clad in a black robe, stood behind him, while Helena guarded Chrissy’s back. They stood facing each other.
On the surface, Kailun’s strength was at the eighth rank, while Afra’s was at the sixth rank.
“Sigh, you’re such a buzzkill. Being so straightforward won’t win you any favors from girls.”
Chrissy swirled the red wine in her glass, a mischievous smile on her lips.
“Heh, that’s not what you said when you climbed into my bed last time. Let me recall… You called me ‘daddy’ to please me. Not only that, but you also said the Pope is your ‘mommy,’ and you wanted to…”
Kailun didn’t finish his sentence, leaving it hanging for the best effect.
[Pope’s Goodwill -1]
As expected, the Pope was eavesdropping somewhere nearby. The fact that she hadn’t attacked yet meant she was exercising restraint.
“Oh, you! How can you be so blunt? If the Pope knew, she would definitely scold me for being shameless.”
Chrissy didn’t care about the eavesdropping Pope at all. She believed that Kailun would win in the end.
Slandering the Pope in front of her, this was true pleasure. Her rebellious heart was burning with passion.
While saying that the Pope would scold her, she had already taken off her shoes and slipped her foot, clad in a white stocking, under the table, resting it on Kailun’s leg.
“Ugh~ I’m already a ‘tainted’ Saint. The Pope will also become a ‘tainted’ Pope. We’ll all be the same in the end.”
She gently pressed her foot against him, the clear outline making her eyes sparkle with desire.
“Then would Saint Chrissy be willing to be my Saint? From now on, I’ll be your Pope.”
Kailun enjoyed Chrissy’s massage while dancing on a minefield.
Faced with Kailun’s straightforward question, Chrissy replied directly, “Of course! You’re the perfect candidate for Pope. Only you can bring light to the Temple of the Celestial God. I, Chrissy, will abandon darkness and embrace the light from this day forward. I will use my body and will to protect your glory. May your glory last forever. Cheers~”
Chrissy raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp. Kailun took a small sip, his lips barely touching the liquid.
Even without drinking it, he could taste the excessive sweetness of the wine today.
Pope: “…”
The Pope, hiding in the shadows, maintained a calm expression, but her heaving chest betrayed her desire to slap the two people at the table to death.
Their obscene words assaulted her sanity. Especially seeing Chrissy’s slightly trembling body and imagining the “battle” happening under the table, her mind was filled with impure thoughts.
According to her plan, Chrissy would trick Kailun into drinking poisoned wine and stall for time, allowing him to inhale enough of the “fragrance” in the air.
But she couldn’t hold back anymore. These two were flirting right in front of her.
Every word they said, every taunt they threw at her, reached her ears. The Pope’s composure was gradually crumbling.
She had misjudged Chrissy. She had raised her like a daughter, but Chrissy had betrayed her and used her as a pawn.
Her heart ached. If she hadn’t infiltrated the Xiya Kingdom, she might have remained in the dark.
Ignoring how Kailun had managed to deceive Chrissy, all she wanted to do now was tear him apart.
[Pope’s Goodwill -1]
“Cheers!”
“The steak tastes good.”
“Are my feet comfortable?”
“Not bad. Barely passable.”
“Hmph~”
“…”
After listening for another ten minutes, the Pope was certain that the “fragrance” in the air had affected Kailun.
Sensing the opportunity, she closed her eyes and concealed her killing intent.
“Die!”
The Pope muttered softly, activating the anti-magic circle.
“Buzz!”
With a buzzing sound, Kailun and Afra felt immense pressure.
At the same time, the magic the Pope had been accumulating surged towards Kailun.
She also charged at Kailun, holding a dagger, following the trail of her magic.
The Pope’s path was similar to that of a battle mage. She was proficient in both magic and close combat.
The moment she appeared, a strange feeling washed over her.
Kailun and Chrissy were smiling, clinking their glasses, completely ignoring her presence.
Only Helena and Afra looked at her.
Especially Afra’s cold gaze, which gave her the illusion of being targeted by a dragon.
But there was no turning back once the arrow was released. In the blink of an eye, the Pope, along with her magic, reached a point five meters in front of Kailun.
“Clang!”
A sound like a sword being drawn, but not quite clear.
It was followed by a crescent-shaped white flash, cutting through the magic and clashing with the dagger in the Pope’s hand.
“Boom!”
The sound of metal clashing reverberated through the air. A gust of wind erupted as Afra single-handedly blocked the powerful Pope.
The slightly wild wind lifted her robe, revealing Afra’s youthful face to the Pope.
“You’re not sixth-rank?!”
Failing to land a blow, the Pope retreated hastily, looking at Afra in shock.
“Yes and no.”
Afra raised her sword and charged again, not giving the Pope a chance to escape.
From their brief clash, she could tell that this so-called Pope was inferior to her in both strength and agility.
“Chrissy, you betrayed me!”
Blocking Afra’s sword again, the Pope’s heart ached even more.
She had come prepared, but so had Kailun.
Even though their battle was fierce, the two people at the table hadn’t even glanced at them.
There was one thing she couldn’t understand: Why did this girl in a black robe possess such terrifying strength?
She was younger than the Pope, only in her early twenties. Normally, even geniuses would only be at the fifth or sixth rank at this age.
“Your Holiness, don’t talk nonsense! I didn’t betray you! Master discovered it himself!”
Chrissy rummaged through her pocket and found two pills, handing them to Kailun. “This is the antidote. Take it, and you can drink with me. I said it was a candlelight dinner. Don’t run away.”
“Of course not. I wouldn’t want to miss this good show. I didn’t expect the legendary Pope to look like this. You seem… quite fertile.”
Kailun swallowed the antidote Chrissy gave him. With most of his attributes allocated to Afra, he only had the strength of a third-rank mage now. The “fragrance” in the air could significantly affect him in this state.
“Traitor! Chrissy, you traitor! You heartless wretch!”
While defending herself, the Pope couldn’t help but curse Chrissy.
Her heart ached, it shattered. She wanted to explode on the spot.
No one could accept being betrayed by their own “daughter,” whom they had personally nurtured.
What was even more infuriating was that she couldn’t even punish this “daughter.”
“Go ahead, keep cursing! I’ll tie you up later and throw you on Kailun’s bed, let him have his way with you. I want you to experience the same treatment I did. I’m sure it will be the peak of pleasure, hehehe…”
Chrissy smiled mischievously, clinking glasses with Kailun.
“Chrissy, you’re broken.”
It was Kailun who said that. The current Chrissy could no longer be viewed through the lens of a normal person.
“It’s good to be broken. Otherwise, my conscience would be tormented by guilt. Instead of that, I’d rather have the Pope break down with me. Let go of all those rules and regulations, throw away that boring power, and enjoy every day, experience every heartbeat. That’s what I want now.”
Chrissy chuckled, placing her other foot, clad in a black stocking, on Kailun’s leg.
“Crazy! Crazy! Pell, kill Kailun! Now! Immediately!” The Pope gave Helena a new order.
She didn’t even have a chance to cast a spell now. It would be difficult to escape, so she could only pin her hopes on Helena.
Fortunately, the girl in front of her couldn’t fully control her own power, giving her a chance to hold on.
It wouldn’t be difficult for the eighth-rank Helena to kill Kailun, who had been reduced to the third rank. As long as Helena restrained Kailun, the girl in front of her would stop attacking.
“Pell, what are you waiting for? Do it! I’ll give you a chance to become a ninth-rank mage!”
The Pope urged Helena again, seeing that she hadn’t moved.
Helena took out the fake dagger, hesitation in her eyes. “I…”
Chrissy glanced at Helena. “Choose wisely. Don’t regret it later. I don’t think anything those people from the Temple of the Celestial God say can be trusted.”
Although she said that, she didn’t believe Helena would dare to attack Kailun.
“Helena, I’ll give you a chance to whip the Pope. Do you want it?”
Kailun swirled his wine glass, looking at the assassin girl.
Although he was only third-rank now, he wasn’t worried about Helena’s attack.
After spending time together, Helena’s obedience to him had reached a very high level.
“Not only that, but I’ll also return your dagger.” Kailun thought for a moment, took out a dagger from his pocket, and placed it on the table, increasing his bargaining chips.
You had to feed the horse if you wanted it to run.
As he had expected, Helena’s eyes lit up when she saw the dagger on the table.
“Thump!”
After only a second of hesitation, Helena knelt on one knee. “Helena is willing to follow Lord Kailun. Your will is my highest command.”
“A wise choice. I’ll save you a spot when we ‘educate’ the Pope.”
Kailun nodded with satisfaction and tossed the dagger on the table to Helena.
She happily caught the dagger, pressing it against her cheek.
Last time, to steal back her dagger, she had not only been silenced by Kailun but also thoroughly teased.
If she had known that betraying the Pope would get her dagger back, she would have declared her loyalty earlier.
Under Chrissy’s influence, the once loyal assassin girl had changed her way of thinking.
Pope: “…”
She was speechless. Chrissy’s defection had dealt her a heavy blow.
Having lost her last resort, the Pope tried to escape. She jumped towards the window, and Afra quickly followed.
It wasn’t because Afra couldn’t catch up with the Pope. She deliberately let her escape so they could fight outside.
Her actions were based on Kailun’s safety. Only when Kailun was safe could Afra unleash her full power.
“Will the Pope escape?”
Chrissy asked worriedly.
Helena, clutching her dagger, nodded, also worried about the Pope’s revenge.
If the Pope escaped this time, she would definitely use the full force of the Holy Temple to strike the Xiya Kingdom.
“Don’t worry. Afra is stronger than the Pope now. She just needs some time to adapt to high-intensity combat. We just have to wait.”
Kailun took out his communication device and contacted Roden, asking about their latest situation.
Chrissy and Helena exchanged glances, occasionally looking out the window.
Explosions could be heard outside, becoming more and more intense. Occasionally, they could even hear the sound of buildings collapsing.
When they first arrived at the mansion, Kailun had already ordered the Silver Moon Knights to evacuate the surrounding residents, so there was no need to worry about collateral damage.
After another ten minutes, Helena was about to go to the window to check the situation, but Afra returned first.
She stood on the windowsill and, from a distance of ten meters, threw the Pope onto the table, at Kailun’s feet.
“Mission accomplished. I captured the Pope.”
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her chest puffed out proudly, like a little girl waiting for praise.
“Thank you for your hard work, Sister Afra. Are you alright?” Kailun looked at Afra with concern.
“Wait a moment.”
Afra jumped down from the window and landed on the ground. She clutched her stomach and, after a moment, said, “Because my constitution is too strong, my injuries have already healed completely.”
Kailun stood up and smiled at the Pope, who was lying at his feet, bound hand and foot. Then he put a slave collar on her in front of everyone.
“One more pet. Does Your Holiness have anything to say?”
Kailun squatted down and poked her dirty cheek.
“Snap!”
The weakened Pope raised her head and tried to bite Kailun’s finger, but he dodged.
“What a wild horse. You’re not bad. It seems I have a new toy to play with for the next few days.”
Kailun waved to Helena. “Come and ‘educate’ your former superior. I think Her Holiness needs to face reality.”
“That’s not very appropriate…”
Helena hesitantly walked over to Kailun. She glanced around, grabbed the tablecloth, threw it over the Pope’s face to block her vision, and then kicked her butt hard twice.
As soon as she finished kicking, she hid behind Kailun and said, “Forget it, forget it. I don’t have those vulgar desires.”
Kailun watched this scene, amused. He pulled the tablecloth off the Pope’s face and saw her glaring at him with resentment.
[Pope’s Goodwill -1]
“I’m sure the noble Pope has never experienced the pleasures of the mortal world, but it’s not too late now. Since you’ve always considered yourself Chrissy’s mother, then it’s okay for me, Chrissy’s self-proclaimed father, to be your husband, right? But it’s no fun if only we know. Should I hire people from all over the world to tell them that the Pope is my concubine and we have a daughter named Chrissy?”
Kailun pinched the Pope’s face and smiled.
The Pope, who valued her reputation, shivered upon hearing Kailun’s words. “Are you a devil?”
“Thank you for the compliment. I’m not as kind as a devil.”
Kailun grabbed the collar around the Pope’s neck and threw her onto the seat he had just been sitting on. “It’s settled then. The wedding will be held in three days. I’ll invite people from most of the major forces. Let everyone see what the legendary Pope is really like.”
“What do you gain by humiliating me? We can sit down and negotiate. I can fulfill any reasonable requests you have.”
The Pope frowned. If things turned out as Kailun had said, she would not only lose face but also the entire Temple.
No one would recognize her position then. Everyone would see her as a traitor.
She would rather die than let that happen.
“Alright, I want you to be my pet. Is Your Holiness willing?” Kailun walked over to Afra and wiped the dust from her face.
The Pope shook her head with a grimace. “Give me another option.”
Kailun: “Hand over the Temple of the Celestial God to me. Let me be the Pope.”
Pope: “No, give me another one.”
“Help me kill the Empress.” Kailun raised an eyebrow.
The Pope immediately replied, “Another one.”
Kailun spoke faster. “I’ll let you go.”
The Pope instantly answered, “Another one.”
Pope: “…”
“I see. You can’t do this, you can’t do that. What good are you besides staying here and being ‘disciplined’?”
Kailun’s voice was filled with disdain. He shook his head in disappointment. “I’ll give you two days to think about it. If you can’t choose one of the first three options by the day of the wedding, then become a mother in the truest sense of the word. Now, it’s time for you to sleep.”
Kailun chopped the Pope’s neck, knocking her unconscious.
[Pope’s Goodwill -5, Total Goodwill -78]
Afra frowned and asked, “Are you really going to marry her? Is it worth it?”
Kailun smiled and flicked Afra’s forehead. “What are you thinking? She can only be a pet at most. I’m just saying that to scare her. The more noble someone is, the more they cherish their reputation. I believe the Pope will make the right choice.”
“So, are we still preparing for the wedding?” Chrissy asked curiously.
“Of course, why not? If we don’t prepare for the wedding, how would the clever Pope believe that I really want to marry her?”
Kailun shrugged. “We’re not only going to prepare for the wedding, but we’re also going to invite a lot of people.”
Afra asked, “What about your parents?”
Kailun: “Of course, we’ll invite them too.”
The wedding would be held, and people would be invited, but the bride wouldn’t be the Pope.
The Pope?
Just someone’s stand-in.
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