Chapter 192: A Narrow Escape
As if worried that Kailun’s voice would be heard, Carol thoughtfully cast a soundproofing spell.
“Now you can scream~”
Her slender fingers danced across Kailun’s chest, her laughter filled with delight.
Kailun felt that he had corrupted Carol. She wouldn’t have dared to be so bold before.
Now, he was completely suppressed by her. A first-rank mage against a seventh-rank mage? There was no comparison.
What an enviable talent. She had reached the seventh rank in less than two months, much faster than Kailun had expected.
He once again carefully examined Carol, who was on top of him. She had shed her ordinariness. Her demeanor and aura were no longer those of an average girl.
Her white hair cascaded down her back, covering Kailun’s thighs. Her burgundy eyes were filled with love, even a hint of obsession.
Tonight, Carol was wearing a thin nightgown. One of the straps had slipped down her smooth shoulder, revealing most of her ample bosom, dazzlingly white.
Nourished by abundant resources and nutrition, Carol’s beauty and figure had developed to a point where she was second to none. She had her own unique style and aura.
Because her nightgown was so thin, Kailun couldn’t help but notice the curves of her body. Her alluring figure sparked his imagination, even in his current weakened state, eliciting a primal response.
As Kailun observed Carol, she was also scrutinizing him. She lifted his shirt and ran her hand across his abdomen, the sensation quickening her breath.
“I still need to monitor and command the battlefield tonight, so let’s wait a bit,” Kailun said, suppressing his instincts. Challenging Carol now would be humiliating. He didn’t want to end up with a “few minutes” record during this crucial battle.
Carol rubbed her pert bottom against his stomach. “It’s okay, you can focus on your work. You can leave everything else to me. I’ll take care of it myself.”
Kailun: “…”
He could tell from her eyes that she was serious.
Kailun raised his hand, tracing her slender waist, stopping at the sensitive spot on her chest.
As Carol moaned softly, Kailun explained, “You might have sensed that I’m not in my best condition and my energy is limited. Do you only want a few minutes of pleasure?”
But Carol wasn’t swayed by his words. She pressed his hand against her chest, holding it firmly. “No, I just want to take everything that belongs to the Pope. She doesn’t deserve you. She shouldn’t have any of this. Even if you call me selfish, I can’t accept tomorrow’s wedding. So I want to have you before tomorrow’s wedding, even if you punish me afterward.”
“You’re such an extremist.” Kailun pinched Carol’s cheek with his other hand. “How about this? Tomorrow night, I’ll have Afra and the others get the Pope drunk and make her pass out. Then you can sneak into my room and take everything that belongs to her right in front of her. Wouldn’t that be better?”
Kailun was half-joking. In reality, the Pope wouldn’t receive such treatment.
Carol considered Kailun’s suggestion for a moment. It sounded exciting, but she couldn’t fully trust his words. He often tried to avoid this kind of thing.
“No, I want to have you now.”
She ultimately rejected his suggestion. She didn’t want to wait any longer.
After saying that, Carol leaned down and kissed Kailun, her hands wrapped around his neck, not giving him a chance to escape.
She wanted to burn Kailun’s heart with her passionate love, to completely merge him with her body.
However, Kailun was the first to counterattack. Although he was weaker than Carol in terms of strength, he far surpassed her in technique.
Interestingly, Carol’s combat prowess wasn’t that strong. After their previous “battle,” Kailun had discovered that she was only slightly stronger than Afra.
Therefore, to avoid embarrassment, Kailun responded to Carol’s kiss while slipping his hand under her nightgown.
He didn’t need to do much, just gently tease and provoke.
Like raindrops falling on petals and leaves, Kailun slowly conquered Carol’s heart with his gentle touch.
She was, after all, a pure maiden, with no experience in matters of the heart. Faced with Kailun’s assault, she seemed a bit overwhelmed, unable to utilize her strength even though she possessed it.
In the end, she could only helplessly succumb to his touch, becoming a plaything in his hands, moaning softly with his every move.
Gradually, Kailun gained complete control, pinning Carol beneath him.
She wanted to urge him to take the next step, but he silenced her with his tongue, making her unable to speak. His touch sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn’t help but gasp.
Carol could only tremble, unable to vent her frustrations.
“Ugh~”
After an unknown amount of time, Carol let out a muffled moan.
She was probably sleepy. Overwhelmed by drowsiness, she glared at Kailun and then closed her eyes, snuggling into his arms.
A feeling of floating in the clouds made her forget all her worries.
“It seems this girl is really weak.”
Kailun wiped his fingers on Carol’s nightgown, amused.
In a way, this was a good thing. Who wouldn’t love an easily satisfied little maid?
Kailun moved Carol to the side, changed the sheets, and then sat down with his communication device.
As he had said before, he had to monitor the battlefield tonight. Matters of the heart were best left for tomorrow’s wedding.
If the plan went smoothly, he would be able to recover a small portion of his attributes tomorrow night, more than enough to suppress Carol.
Kailun played with Carol’s hair, focusing most of his attention on processing the intelligence reports.
……
The night passed quickly. When Carol woke up again, Kailun was gone.
She looked around, but no matter how hard she searched, she couldn’t find him.
Carol bit her lip, her eyes filled with dejection as she caressed the pillow beside her.
“I’ve tried so hard. Why won’t you accept me…”
She murmured softly, her voice filled with grievance.
She had been studying hard, doing everything well, drinking more milk… trying her best to get closer to him, even taking the initiative to “attack” last night.
However, every step she took forward, Kailun would take a step back. Their relationship hadn’t made any substantial progress.
He was too mean!
Kailun was too mean!
He must be laughing at her. Such a mean person should be given to the Pope.
No, forget it. She couldn’t bear to part with him…
She had the ability to see through people’s hearts, but when it came to Kailun, Carol couldn’t understand him at all.
She was entangled in her emotions, afraid to delve deeper into his true thoughts.
She was worried that reality would show her its cruel side. She was afraid that Kailun didn’t have those special feelings for her.
It was because she cared too much that she was troubled and trapped.
“This is terrible. Maybe I should go to the dungeon and stab the Pope…”
Carol had a sudden idea, as if a demon like Kailun was whispering in her ear.
“Knock, knock, knock!”
“Excuse me, is Lady Carol there?”
Just then, someone knocked on the door. It was the elf sisters.
Carol wiped her eyes with the blanket and asked, “I’m here. What’s the matter?”
The elder elf sister replied, “Master has prepared a surprise for you. He asked us to deliver it to you and help you get dressed.”
“A surprise?”
Carol sat up in bed, wrapping herself in the soft blanket. “Come in. Let me see what kind of surprise it is.”
She had made up her mind. If Kailun’s surprise didn’t satisfy her, she would sneak into the dungeon and “solo kill” the Pope.
Although she had never seen the Pope’s face, she instinctively hated her existence, just like Helena.
As Carol finished speaking, the beautiful elf sisters pushed open the door. They walked into the room, each carrying a gift box, and approached the bed.
Carol recognized the gift box in Louise, the elder elf sister’s, hands. It was the one from Kailun’s wardrobe, the surprise she hadn’t opened before.
She tilted her head in confusion, wondering why Kailun didn’t give it to her personally.
Was he avoiding her?
As for the red gift box in Selena, the younger elf sister’s, hands, she had never seen it before. It looked very exquisite.
Under Carol’s puzzled gaze, the sisters, dressed in maid outfits, opened their respective gift boxes. The surprises inside made Carol’s eyes widen.
Carol: “!!!”
Inside Louise’s box was a dress, an exquisite and beautiful black dress.
Although it was lying in the gift box, Carol recognized it as a wedding dress.
Turning her head, she saw that Selena’s gift box contained beautiful shoes and jewelry.
A flood of information rushed into Carol’s mind. Even she couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed.
What did Master mean?
Had this bad guy suddenly become kind?
Or was this compensation?
“The wedding is only three hours away. Do you need us to help you change?”
Louise’s words interrupted Carol’s thoughts. She looked at Carol with envy. Having received Kailun’s recognition, she had a higher status now.
“Wedding…”
Carol muttered the word, then looked at Louise abruptly. “Shouldn’t Master be marrying the Pope? Does he want me to be the bridesmaid?”
Louise chuckled. “Master is not marrying the Pope. He doesn’t need a bridesmaid. To quote Master’s words this morning: ‘The Pope is just a pet. She’s not worthy.’”
“We don’t have much time left. There are still many preparations to be made. Lady Carol, do you need us to help you put on the wedding dress?”
Selena glanced at the time and urged again.
“Wait! I need to take a bath first. Ten minutes, just ten minutes!”
Carol wrapped herself in the blanket and rushed to the bathroom.
“Bang!”
She quickly closed the bathroom door and leaned against it.
She pressed her hand against her racing heart, overwhelmed by joy.
So that bad guy had been deceiving her all along. He had already prepared the best birthday present.
No wonder he had been reluctant to take the final step last night. It turned out he wanted to save all the beautiful memories for today…
In just a few seconds, Carol found many excuses for Kailun.
“It seems there’s no need to kill the Pope. Hmph, she’s lucky.”
Carol puffed out her chest proudly, her heart overflowing with joy.
……
“Hiss~”
The Pope, sitting in the cell, suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She shivered, feeling like she was being targeted. A premonition of death loomed over her.
Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, disappearing within minutes, as if it had never happened.
This was a sixth sense that strong individuals possessed. Sometimes it was useful, sometimes it wasn’t. It was generally considered a mystical phenomenon.
“Sigh…”
The Pope looked up at the ceiling, her eyes filled with confusion. She looked much more haggard than yesterday.
She held her communication device in her hand, but there were several cracks on it.
Through the communication device, the Pope learned that the Abyss had launched a full-scale attack at 7:00 PM last night. The exact number of participants was unknown.
Furthermore, the intelligence department reported that the Empress’s subordinates had suddenly become active. Many ninth-rank mages stationed in other areas had been recalled to the Empire for unknown reasons.
These pieces of information were still acceptable to the Pope. What truly distressed her was that she had contacted Charles at 3:00 AM. During their brief conversation, she realized that she had suffered heavy losses.
In the continuous high-intensity chaotic battle, she had lost at least two ninth-rank mages. And that wasn’t all. At 5:00 AM, she contacted Charles again. He told her that the number of participants in the battle had suddenly increased. A new force had joined, possibly the Empress’s people.
Not only that, but Charles also said that they often couldn’t distinguish friend from foe, sometimes even accidentally attacking their own allies.
At 6:00 AM, the Pope could no longer receive any news from the battlefield.
At 6:30 AM, her subordinates in Alaye sent her a message, saying that the Empress had launched a coup and was besieging Alaye. The defensive magic circle was estimated to only hold for ten days.
Without reinforcements, Alaye would definitely fall into the Empress’s hands. Then the entire Temple of the Celestial God would be unified, and her position as Pope would be meaningless.
The Pope was devastated upon learning this information. She regretted her actions.
If it weren’t for her concern for Chrissy, if it weren’t for her desire to assassinate Kailun and eliminate the threat…
She was filled with hatred. She didn’t understand why the Empress would betray her at this time. Didn’t she care that this internal strife would weaken the overall strength of the Temple of the Celestial God?
“It seems I came at a bad time, interrupting Your Holiness’s contemplation.”
Kailun’s voice rang out from outside the cell. The Pope looked up and saw him smiling at her.
She threw away her communication device, stood up, and walked unsteadily towards the door, saying to Kailun, “I can agree to your wedding proposal, but you must help me.”
However, Kailun shook his head with a smile. “Your Holiness, you seem to have misunderstood. I never proposed to you. It was you who proposed to me. But it’s too late now. I’ve changed my mind. Compared to a wife or a concubine, I’d rather have you as my pet. What do you think we should do about that?”
Pope: “…”
[Pope’s Goodwill -2, Total Goodwill -88]
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