Chapter 226: The Pope’s Future “Sister”
“Mmm~”
Later that night, muffled sounds came from under Ottovia’s covers.
She had successfully removed the slave collar that Kailun had put on her and was now working on erasing the marks all over her body.
Only by removing these marks could she escape from this “den of evil.” The thought of that girl named Carol made her want to leave immediately.
The marks on her face and ears were easy to remove, but the ones on her chest were proving difficult.
Every time she tried to erase them with mana, they would glow and heat up, sending waves of warmth radiating outwards. It was unbearable.
“Hng~”
Ottovia tightly gripped a pillow between her legs, hiding under the covers to prevent Rose from seeing the light emanating from her body.
However, this turned her bed into a small furnace, the rising heat making her face flush.
Besides the heat, she also felt an indescribable itch, a deep, bone-chilling itch she had never experienced in her long life.
“Ugh… I can’t… I can’t hold it anymore…”
For some reason, she felt an overwhelming sense of shame, her body weakening, a strange wetness spreading.
But her muffled sounds couldn’t escape Rose’s ears. The latter, who was about to sleep, sat up in annoyance.
Rose: “Ottovia, can you stop moaning? Don’t you sleep at night?”
Although she hadn’t experienced it herself, Rose could guess what Ottovia was doing based on her knowledge from books.
How shameless! Even as a prisoner, she was still thinking about pleasure.
But Ottovia’s moans did sound pleasurable. Was it really that good?
Strange thoughts crept into Rose’s mind. For years, her focus had been solely on her kingdom. She had never considered romance or those mundane emotions.
Now, Ottovia’s sounds were expanding her understanding of the world.
“I’m not… I’m just… Hng~”
Ottovia wanted to explain, but the process of removing the marks couldn’t be stopped. She could only utter half a sentence before returning to her struggle.
“Tsk, how vulgar!”
Rose snorted and covered her ears with a pillow, but the sounds still seeped through the gaps and reached her ears.
What was even worse was that it kept reminding her of Kailun. Deep down, she had already accepted her inevitable fate.
Failure wasn’t scary. What was scary was losing the will to resist. Rose saw herself as a pathetic loser, destined to live under Kailun’s shadow for the rest of her life.
She was incredibly unwilling. She had to prove her worth, right?
Lost in her thoughts, Ottovia suddenly vanished in a flash of white light. Sensing the magic fluctuation, Rose immediately threw away her pillow and sat up to investigate. But she was too late. All she saw was an empty bed and a crushed Unlucky Flower.
……
“Yes! I finally escaped! But where am I? Why do I have a bad feeling?”
Ottovia, having successfully teleported, found herself in an unfamiliar room. After observing for a while, she realized that the room was quite luxurious, clearly not belonging to an ordinary person.
She felt uneasy. This environment still looked like the Xiya Royal City. She should have teleported far away from the city.
Her strength was almost completely depleted. She urgently needed to find a hidden place to recover slowly. If that wasn’t possible, she would have to bury herself somewhere.
Just as she was about to leave, a small, white hand landed on her shoulder. “Where are you going? Since you’re here, why not clean my room?”
“!!!”
Ottovia turned around stiffly and saw Carol, wearing pajamas, smiling at her.
Ottovia’s smile was uglier than crying. “Good evening. I was just passing by. Your room is very clean. There’s no need to clean it.”
She never expected to teleport into Carol’s room. Was it a coincidence, or something else?
Carol glanced around her room. It was indeed clean and didn’t need cleaning.
“Wait here. Don’t run around.”
She patted Ottovia’s head and walked to the wardrobe by the wall. Opening the bottom drawer, she took out a bottle of viscous “Holy Water.”
“Slap!”
Without hesitation, she threw the bottle to the ground, spilling the liquid everywhere.
Carol clapped her hands. “Alright, now you can clean it, right?”
This was what Kailun had left for her. When he handed it over, he was clearly mocking her, telling her to “indirectly” give it to Ottovia.
Producing this type of “Holy Water” wasn’t difficult for Chrissy. She just needed to moan a little. It was practically an inexhaustible resource.
But tears weren’t as simple. After all, Kailun rarely made Chrissy cry now.
He would occasionally make her cry during their “activities,” but it was very rare, so the Holy Water Carol collected rarely contained tears.
Ottovia: “…”
She clenched her fists, wanting to roar at Carol. But as soon as she raised her head and met her gaze, she quickly lowered it again.
“What? Do you have a problem with that?” Carol snorted.
“No, ma’am.” Ottovia pouted, feeling aggrieved. She went to the bathroom, fetched cleaning tools, and started wiping the floor.
She never imagined that she, once so high and mighty, would experience such humiliation. It was truly mortifying.
“Work hard. The future will be better. I’m going to sleep now. Go back to the dungeon after you finish cleaning. Remember to wear your collar, understand?”
Carol stared at Ottovia with her wine-red eyes, her words filled with a threatening tone.
The poor Ottovia suddenly missed Kailun. She nodded pitifully. “I understand. I’ll go back myself…”
“Good attitude. Keep it up. Tomorrow’s cleaning duty is also yours.” Carol said as she walked towards her bedroom.
Ottovia: “Okay…”
[Ottovia suddenly misses you. Goodwill +1, Total Goodwill -69]
After Carol returned to her bedroom to rest, Ottovia got down on her hands and knees and started wiping the floor with a towel. Looking at the spilled “Holy Water,” she felt it was a waste, so she cautiously touched it with her finger.
“That evil woman should be gone, right?”
She glanced around, making sure Carol had left, and then put her finger, now coated with the “Holy Water,” into her mouth and licked it.
The strange taste didn’t seem so bad anymore. She had gotten used to it.
“My strength has increased a little. The Holy Water is truly effective.”
She muttered to herself after tasting the “Holy Water” on the floor. As if addicted, she didn’t reject it but wanted to taste more.
After repeating this a few times, Ottovia finally realized what she was doing. “What am I doing? Why am I tasting things off the floor?!”
She quickly shook her hand, her face flushed with embarrassment.
“Things on the floor are dirty. I should drink fresh ones.” She comforted herself and quietly walked towards the wardrobe.
After rummaging through it, she found three bottles of “Holy Water,” one pure and clear, and two viscous and white.
Excitedly, Ottovia put the clear Holy Water back and then, after eating two Unlucky Flowers, gulped down the two bottles of “Holy Water.”
“Ah~ That hits the spot~”
She let out a sound like someone savoring a fine wine, seemingly enjoying it immensely. To avoid wasting any, she even licked the corners of her mouth with her pink tongue.
“This time, I recovered quite a bit. With a few more bottles, I should be able to try teleporting again. I’ll have to study why I failed today. I’ll endure it for now. When I return, they’ll all die!”
To avoid feeling embarrassed, she once again engaged in self-persuasion.
Feeling it wasn’t enough, she tried the remaining bottle of “Holy Water,” but unfortunately, it had no effect.
For Ottovia, even if Carol discovered her stealing, it didn’t matter. She just wanted to escape this place. At worst, she would be beaten up. Surely Carol wouldn’t kill her, right?
With this twisted logic, Ottovia quickly finished cleaning the floor and then left the room, running all the way.
She didn’t obediently return to the dungeon but explored the surroundings. After confirming that she couldn’t easily escape, she returned to the dungeon with a dejected look.
“This entity… she’s probably really broken.”
Carol, who had witnessed the entire process from her hiding place, was speechless. She felt that this legendary entity was heading down a path of no return.
……
“Your Holiness, you’re awake. Shall we follow the procedures first, or get straight to business?”
The Pope woke up to see Kailun sitting by her bed, looking at her with “affection.” She was just as shocked as if she had learned that the Temple of the Celestial God had collapsed.
Not only that, but she also discovered that Helena was lying beside her, curled up and sleeping soundly.
The silver-haired girl was lying next to Kailun, her head resting on his arm, fast asleep.
Judging from their positions, Carol and Helena were sleeping on the outside, while Kailun and the Pope were in the middle. This scene alone made the Pope’s mind go blank for a long time.
But she eventually recovered and forced herself to appear calm. “Tell me, what are your ‘procedures’? And what’s the ‘business’?”
“What do you think?” Kailun leaned closer and grabbed the collar around her neck.
The Pope met his gaze. “If you want my body, take it. It’s just a useless shell.”
Kailun: “No, the ‘procedures’ I’m referring to are about the position of acting Pope. Have you forgotten our agreement, Your Holiness? I’m only here to claim what belongs to me. As for your ‘shell,’ keep it. I find your daughter, Chrissy, more interesting.”
“You!”
Hearing him mention Chrissy, the Pope was enraged, but she quickly calmed down and said with a straight face, “Chrissy is not my daughter. There’s no blood relation between us. If you want to humiliate me through her, you’re mistaken.”
Kailun chuckled. “It doesn’t matter if there’s no blood relation. I have ways to make you even closer. If I play my cards right, I might even make you call Chrissy ‘sister.’ How about it? Doesn’t that sound exciting?”
Pope: “…”
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