Chapter 236: New Arrangements
The magic letter detailed the information and speculations Carol and the others had gathered.
Although many of their guesses were just theories, he couldn’t afford to be careless.
Combining this information with his own, Kailun formulated a new plan, his future schemes becoming more refined.
But what pleased him the most was Carol and the others’ attitude.
“Focus on the present. The feelings we experience are real. We will always trust you.”
These were Carol’s words, with Fox and Illusion’s signatures at the end of the magic letter.
Besides their handwriting, there were also a few crooked words that spelled “Ottovia.” Judging from the handwriting, the poor Ottovia must have been bullied.
Kailun’s only thought was: intensify the efforts.
After reading the letter, Kailun felt even more cheerful. He patted Meggie Liran’s head, put the letter away, and then called for Charles. “Charles, tell me, do you think the Temple can still be saved?”
“Huh?”
Charles, who hadn’t gone far, stopped and asked, “What do you want to know, Your Holiness?”
“The current state of the Temple’s high-ranking officials, the current situation of the Temple, and… your opinion of me.” Kailun picked up another book and continued reading.
Charles hesitated. “Is this something I can talk about?”
Kailun: “Are you planning to keep secrets from me? Don’t worry, I won’t mind even if you speak ill of the Pope.”
Meggie Liran: “…”
Charles walked to the opposite side of the long table and bowed slightly. “Your Holiness, in the decades I’ve served, the Temple’s high-ranking officials haven’t changed much. There have always been complex issues within the Temple, both before and after your ascension. But these are the result of thousands of years of accumulation, and they have nothing to do with you personally. As for the recent problems among the high-ranking officials, it’s probably because some of them have… different ideas.”
He glanced at the white light across from him and, seeing no reaction, continued, “Some believe that the division within the Temple is your fault, Your Holiness. They plan to use your union with the Empress to cultivate the next successor in advance.”
“Hmph, a bunch of fools. They just want to seize more power. With the Empress’s cunning, the Temple will be the one who suffers in the end.”
Meggie Liran spat out Kailun’s finger and snorted.
“You’re right, Your Holiness. They are all short-sighted fools.” Charles quickly agreed.
He found it strange that the Pope’s voice was filled with anger, a stark contrast to her previous calmness.
Could it be andropause?
No, that wasn’t right. The Pope was so young. “He” shouldn’t have reached andropause yet.
“So, what’s your opinion of me?” Kailun’s voice held a hint of amusement.
Charles, marveling at the Pope’s sudden change in mood, replied, “Your Holiness, in my opinion, you are the guiding light of the Temple. Only under your leadership can the Temple’s glory illuminate the world.”
“But I can’t even find Kailun, who’s hiding in Alaye, let alone illuminate the world with the Temple’s glory. Just a joke, but maybe Kailun would be a better Pope than me.”
Kailun covered Meggie Liran’s mouth with his hand, preventing her from speaking. He smiled as he said the words.
Meggie Liran: “Mmm!”
“You’re so funny, haha…”
Charles forced a laugh. For some reason, he felt that the Pope’s words weren’t entirely a joke.
“Alright, enough jokes. For the next few days, please introduce Paul to those people. As for the Empress’s invitation, I agree.”
Kailun lowered his head and glanced at Meggie Liran with disdain. He felt some warm saliva on his palm.
He wondered if it could be considered Holy Water. It would be a waste otherwise.
Charles, unable to keep up with Kailun’s pace, scratched his face. “I will diligently complete your task, Your Holiness. Please also be careful.”
After saying that, Charles returned to the bookshelves to continue searching for relevant books.
After confirming that Charles was far enough away to not detect any magic fluctuations, Kailun cast a silencing spell and released Meggie Liran’s mouth.
She immediately questioned him, “Why did you agree to that woman’s invitation? You should know she’s up to no good.”
She could ignore his previous teasing, but she couldn’t compromise on a matter that concerned the future of the Temple.
Meggie Liran grabbed Kailun’s wrist, interrupting his page-flipping. “The contract we signed clearly states that you can’t harm the Temple’s interests. Are you planning to violate the contract and suffer the consequences?”
Kailun put down the book in his hand. “Don’t worry, I won’t harm the Temple’s interests. So you don’t have to worry about me suffering the consequences of the contract. If you want to care for me, give me a massage, instead of making a fuss.”
What constituted “harming the Temple’s interests”? This was a question worth pondering.
Meggie Liran could use the loopholes in the contract to set traps for Kailun, and he could also bypass the contract to achieve his goals.
In other words, “solving problems inevitably brings pain. Short-term weakening is for long-term prosperity.”
As the one who drafted the contract, Kailun had a certain degree of interpretive power. In the long run, his actions wouldn’t be considered harmful to the Temple’s interests.
The only difference was that by then, the Temple might no longer be Meggie Liran’s Temple.
“You… Forget it, why am I even arguing with you? I’m just a prisoner…”
Thinking of her current predicament, Meggie Liran lost her will to argue. She sat on the ground and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve. It was there from when Kailun had covered her mouth.
Kailun suddenly thought of something amusing. “Wise and clear self-awareness. Your expression is quite good. As a reward, I’m thinking of calling Chrissy over. What do you think?”
“You’re a devil!”
Meggie Liran shivered.
If Chrissy saw her pathetic state, would she, as a “mother,” have the face to live?
What if Chrissy saw her being played with by Kailun…
She would die! She would definitely die!
If that day ever came, the proud image she had built in front of Chrissy would crumble.
Kailun: “Devils aren’t as kind as me. If Your Holiness doesn’t want Chrissy to see your predicament, then give me a foot massage.”
Despite his words, Kailun had already decided to teleport Chrissy to Alaye.
Chrissy wasn’t that strong. Using the super teleportation magic circle wouldn’t consume too many magic crystals.
Bringing Chrissy over would not only add more “fun” but also relieve Afra at night. She had been looking forward to reinforcements for a long time.
[Meggie Liran’s resentment increases. Goodwill -1, Total Goodwill -97]
Sometimes, being too tolerant wasn’t a good thing. A flexible bottom line would only encourage the abuser.
Kailun lifted Meggie Liran’s chin. He could see the anger in her eyes, but unfortunately, her anger couldn’t erupt for the time being.
“Are you waiting for me to call Chrissy? Proud Pope?” Kailun raised her chin even higher.
“I understand. But please don’t call Chrissy.”
Meggie Liran slapped away his hand and lowered her head, forcefully massaging his thigh.
Kailun: “Friendly reminder, there are still ten hours until bedtime.”
Meggie Liran: “Why don’t you just die!”
To finish reading the books as soon as possible, Kailun even had Meggie Liran feed him lunch.
Seeing her disgusted expression, he found the food particularly delicious.
It wasn’t until six in the evening that Kailun finished reading all the books. He had found quite a bit of useful information from the mountain of books.
Seeing that it was getting late, he left Charles to clean up the messy table and left the library, his arm around Meggie Liran, concealed by the white light.
After sending the Pope back to Afra’s care, Kailun summoned Helena to prepare for Chrissy’s teleportation.
Since everyone in the Temple knew that Chrissy had betrayed them, the teleportation process had to be discreet. He had to find a way to distract the guards.
So he planned to hold a morning meeting tomorrow. Besides making arrangements, it would also help Paul integrate into the Temple’s high-ranking circles.
“Crack!”
Kailun clenched his fist. This explosive power was his confidence in sweeping away all obstacles.
……
“Harry, we can go back in a week. I’ll take you away from the Temple of the Celestial God, and we’ll never return.”
After declining the dinner invitation from the two old men, Paul took Harry to the best restaurant in Alaye.
Harry, looking at the table full of food, asked worriedly, “But didn’t you sign a contract with the Pope?”
Paul poured half a glass of red wine for himself and Harry. “The contract does restrict me, but not much. I can bear the consequences of violating it. Besides taking you away, I also plan to take revenge on Kailun. This time, I have a chance of defeating him.”
Harry looked at Paul with a strange expression. “How are you going to do that?”
“To capture Kailun, the Pope has sealed off Alaye. He can’t escape.”
Paul clinked glasses with Harry, his eyes filled with ambition. “Kailun is strong, but is he stronger than everyone in the Temple combined? Is he stronger than the Pope? I’ve gained the Pope’s trust. Next, I’ll try to integrate into the Temple’s high-ranking circles and utilize the entire Temple’s power to eliminate Kailun. Once we kill him, I’ll take you away from this place. If we’re lucky, it might only take a few days.”
After saying this, Paul touched his forehead, still shaken. Every time he closed his eyes, he would dream of Kailun’s blade slicing through his neck. The feeling of near-death made it difficult for him to rest.
For Paul, this might be his last chance to strike at Kailun.
“Sigh, I’ll listen to you…”
Harry shook his head, the red wine in his mouth tasting bitter.
He wanted to advise Paul to let go of his hatred, but the words wouldn’t come out.
Perhaps it was time to end everything.
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