Chapter 197: Good Job, Worth Praising
Joy for some, sorrow for others. After over ten hours of continuous travel, Paul finally arrived at Harry’s hiding place.
However, the thatched cottage he found was dilapidated and charred, as if it had been ravaged by fire, leaving behind only a blackened shell.
He had tried contacting Harry but received no response. His magic letters had all vanished into thin air.
Paul couldn’t explain his worry, but it felt like Harry was all he had left.
Looking back on his life, he had always been a down-on-his-luck loser. Every time he saw a glimmer of hope, he would be knocked down by Kailun, as if it were a deliberate act of revenge.
He didn’t need to think twice. This was definitely a targeted attack. Kailun was always targeting him.
As for self-reflection?
That was pointless now. The conflict between him and Kailun was irreconcilable.
Although Kailun hadn’t personally participated in this battle, Paul could sense his involvement. The one playing chess behind the scenes was probably Kailun.
It was truly terrible.
Paul brainstormed as he followed the traces of the battle.
He had passed the most anxious stage and was now calmer. He was mentally prepared for the possibility that something might have happened to Harry.
To Paul, Harry was his guide, the one who had opened the doors to a new world for him. He was even more important than his parents.
He followed the trail of the battle, eventually discovering a corpse in a remote forest.
After examining it, Paul confirmed that it wasn’t Harry’s body. It was probably one of Harry’s pursuers.
Judging from the residual aura, this person was only at the sixth rank, the same as Harry.
Perhaps Koya had underestimated Harry and only sent a sixth-rank mage. Otherwise, it was impossible to explain why the killer was dead instead.
“Die!”
Paul kicked the corpse, sending it flying into a tree. He checked it again and then continued following the remaining traces.
After another half hour, he finally found Harry’s “corpse” in a bush.
“Harry!”
Paul rushed over, his heart sinking. Harry felt like he was dead.
There wasn’t a single inch of Harry’s body that was unscathed. He was covered in blood, both his own and the assassin’s.
“Don’t scare me! If you die, I’ll truly be alone.” Paul knelt beside Harry, checking for any signs of life.
After carefully sensing, he discovered that Harry was on the verge of death. He would die soon.
Relieved that Harry was still alive, Paul quickly cast a healing spell from his memory, trying to save him.
“Don’t die!”
Paul shouted, enveloping Harry’s body in healing light. His wounds healed at a visible speed, but his overall aura only strengthened slightly.
By the time Harry’s body had recovered by eighty percent, Paul’s magic had lost its effect. Even increasing his mana output didn’t work.
“Why is this happening? Is the mental damage too severe?”
Paul panicked. He could only temporarily keep Harry alive, but if this continued, his condition would definitely worsen. Then, even simple healing magic wouldn’t be enough to sustain him.
He took off his clothes and covered Harry, then took out his communication device and wrote to Charles. He only knew one other ninth-rank mage now.
“Master Charles, please help me! If you can save Harry, I’m willing to be a slave for the Temple of the Celestial God!”
Charles, who was recovering from his injuries, received Paul’s message. He didn’t believe Paul’s words. In his opinion, Paul was a two-faced liar.
Those two old folks had even sacrificed their lives for him, yet Paul hadn’t even spared them a second glance.
Considering the sharp decline in the Pope’s forces, Charles immediately contacted her to ask for instructions.
He waited for half an hour.
Pope: “Tell him to bring Harry to Alaye. Tell him that the Temple of the Celestial God will grant him redemption and glory.”
Charles: “???”
He was confused because this way of speaking was strange, unlike the Pope’s usual tone.
But since it was a reply from the Pope, it must be correct. It couldn’t be someone impersonating her, right?
Thinking this way, Charles contacted Paul. “Immediately bring Harry to Alaye. The great Pope can save him. Obey the will of the Temple of the Celestial God, and you will receive redemption and glory.”
“Thank you for your help, Master Charles. I’ll set off with Harry right away. Long live the Temple of the Celestial God! Long live the Pope!”
Paul’s reply was faster than Charles expected. He was clearly staring at his communication device the whole time.
It would be a good thing if Paul sincerely converted to the Temple of the Celestial God. After all, he was a ninth-rank mage now.
He thought for a moment and wrote another magic letter. “Good attitude. The Pope will remember your efforts.”
……
“Good job. I’ll remember your efforts.”
Kailun smiled and returned the communication device to the Pope. “I didn’t expect to see Paul again like this. It’s quite amusing. Have the rest of your people move towards Alaye and then join forces with Roden and the others to launch a symbolic attack on Alaye. Don’t actually start a real fight. Wait until the teleportation magic circle is set up.”
The Pope looked at Kailun with a bitter expression. “Aren’t you afraid that I’ll kill your subordinates along the way?”
She had indeed considered it, but she quickly abandoned the idea.
Killing Kailun’s subordinates wouldn’t achieve anything if she couldn’t kill Kailun himself.
Kailun shook his head with a smile. “Your Holiness might not be aware of this, but as long as I’m alive, I can create an endless supply of ninth-rank mages. If you want to gamble with me, think carefully about the consequences. Killing a few subordinates is a small matter, but violating the contract will come at a high price. And have you thought about how you’ll deal with my revenge?”
Kailun chuckled. “So don’t overthink things before you’re fully prepared. You can’t afford to make any mistakes. If you take another wrong step, I will truly seize your position as Pope.”
“One month. You’ll still be the Pope in one month. After our cooperation is complete, we’ll be even.” The Pope gritted her teeth, clutching the communication device.
In one month, their relationship would revert to hostility. If there was a chance to kill Kailun, she would definitely seize it.
But before that, she still wanted to collect some interest from the Empress. If it weren’t for her betrayal, she wouldn’t have signed the contract so hastily.
“That’s a shame. I thought I could use this opportunity to deepen our friendship, but you’re ruthlessly abandoning me. But it doesn’t matter. We’ll talk about the future later.”
Kailun locked the Pope’s cell door. “Actually, I have a proposition. I wonder if Your Holiness is interested.”
The Pope frowned. “Speak.”
“After you return to the Temple of the Celestial God, I’ll help you defeat the Empress, and you’ll support me in becoming the Emperor. Then we can get married and continue the lineage according to the traditions of the Temple of the Celestial God. What do you think? Doesn’t this perfectly resolve the current conflict?”
Kailun said casually. He knew that the Pope wouldn’t agree to this proposal.
The possibility of this plan being implemented was extremely low, even lower than him becoming the Pope and marrying the Empress.
“Then go find the Empress first. I’ll agree after you kill her.”
The Pope snorted and returned to the wooden plank bed in the cell. The dust everywhere made her feel depressed.
It was truly terrible. Kailun wouldn’t even let her stay in a decent room.
She kept these humiliating experiences in her heart. One day, she would take revenge for all of this.
But what troubled her the most was Saint Chrissy, who had betrayed the Temple of the Celestial God and had no intention of returning.
She was angry but helpless. With Kailun protecting Chrissy, she didn’t even have a chance to discipline her.
“Leave. I need to rest. Don’t disturb me for the next two days.” The Pope glared at Kailun.
If looks could kill, Kailun would have died ten thousand times over.
“Okay, rest well. If you have any requests, let me know.” After confirming that the cell door was locked, Kailun walked towards the exit.
“Wait, can you bring me some food?” The Pope asked, rubbing her stomach.
With her magic suppressed, she felt hungry. She hadn’t eaten in three days and was almost at her limit.
However, Kailun, who had just said “any requests,” ignored her and left the dungeon.
Pope: “…”
She had only glared at him. Was he really that petty?
[Pope’s Goodwill -1, Total Goodwill -90]
Kailun nodded with satisfaction after receiving the Pope’s goodwill feedback. He found Louise, the elder elf sister, and asked her to bring the Pope some steamed buns.
He couldn’t let the Pope starve to death, no matter what. It was her fault for having such tempting attributes.
It was 4:00 PM now. He had finished most of his tasks and had some free time.
Except for Fox, Vivian, and the others, everyone else had their own things to do. Currently, they were mainly focusing on meditation and cultivation.
Bella was an exception. The growth of a dragon’s strength was closely related to its age. Reaching the eighth rank at her age was already considered a remarkable feat.
Therefore, she often secretly followed Kailun, occasionally brandishing a stick, as if looking for an opportunity to knock him unconscious and drag him away.
Arriving at the courtyard, Kailun glanced behind him and said helplessly, “Come out. I saw you a long time ago. An ordinary stick can’t knock me unconscious. You should try a different method.”
Bella emerged from a corner, scratching her back with the stick. “I wasn’t trying to knock you unconscious. I just wanted to tickle you with the stick.”
Kailun beckoned to Bella. “Your tail is so flexible. You don’t need a stick. And you can ask me to tickle you, can’t you?”
“Really?”
Bella tossed the stick into a nearby bush and ran towards Kailun, looking at him expectantly.
“I can’t say no to you. Turn around. I’ll scratch your back.”
Kailun patted Bella’s head. He had some fondness for this “easy” dragon girl and was willing to grant her some small requests.
“Then… can you scratch my heart? It feels a bit uncomfortable, stuffy, and a bit itchy.”
Bella glanced at her ample bosom, her face slightly flushed.
Kailun was taken aback. This sounded a bit like someone else.
“Tell me honestly, did Chrissy teach you this?”
Kailun led Bella to the swing. He sat down first and then picked her up, placing her on his lap.
“No, Chrissy didn’t teach me. I just think I should be more proactive, or I’ll end up like Fox, not even getting a sip of the soup.”
Bella rubbed her head against Kailun’s chest and wrapped her tail around his waist, as if afraid he would run away.
“So can you scratch it? It’s really uncomfortable, stuffy, and a bit itchy.”
She continued whispering in his ear, emphasizing the word “bit.”
This girl’s mind was probably filled with dirty thoughts, always thinking about how to reproduce.
“You’re being naughty now, but not bad.” Kailun wrapped his arm around Bella’s slender waist and slipped his hand under her shirt.
“Ugh… You’re just as bad. You didn’t even reject me.”
Bella moaned softly, her eyes glazed over. Her tail tightened its grip around Kailun’s waist.
“I have no reason to reject food that’s offered to me.” Kailun replied.
“Liar! If you really thought that way, you would be having baby dragons with me now. I’m already here.” Bella glared at Kailun and punched him lightly in the chest.
Kailun didn’t answer. He just pinched and pulled, the unique sensation sending shivers down his spine. He had to give her high marks.
Because of Kailun’s “punishment,” Bella couldn’t ask any more questions. She could only moan softly, clenching her legs.
She tilted her head back, sticking out her tongue, trying to lick Kailun’s lips, but she was always just a little short.
Kailun, amused by her struggles, didn’t lower his head like a gentleman. Instead, he increased the pressure of his hand.
He was clearly laughing at her, his eyes filled with affectionate amusement.
Seeing this, Bella decided to take the initiative. She endured the strange sensations and said, “You can be rougher. It’s okay even if you hurt me. It doesn’t matter if I’m covered in bruises. After all, you’re the only one who can see them. Only you can help me continue the dragon lineage. I’m willing to agree to any of your requests. So, can we take it a step further? I want to devour you completely~”
Her bold declaration made Kailun hesitate. If he didn’t have any feelings for Bella, he would have just “eaten” her without a second thought.
Bella’s appearance and figure perfectly met his requirements, and the slight differences compared to humans were a bonus. She was a very “delicious” main course.
But the problem was that he had a considerable amount of affection for her and didn’t want to rush things.
He felt that he should leave a perfect memory at a more appropriate time, just like with Carol. If it was just for the sake of desire, he might regret it later.
So he squeezed her and replied, “I agree to your request. But you didn’t specify how to eat, so I get to choose the method.”
He glanced around the courtyard, confirming that there was no one else around, and then whispered, “So lie down in my arms, and I’ll teach you.”
His mischievousness was at its peak. He felt like he was deceiving a child.
Fortunately, Bella was no child. Having read many “illustrated books” in Kailun’s study, she instantly understood his intentions.
She glared at him resentfully and then obediently lay down. At least they were taking a step forward, right?
No wall was impenetrable forever. One day, Kailun would fall. Bella was certain of that.
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