Chapter 158 Lanqi's First Step into the Resurrection Church

While her laughter was still echoing in the air, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure with a temperament as warm as the sun appeared at the door.

Her laughter stopped abruptly as if it was cut off by a sharp knife.

The figure was blurry in the dim light of the corridor, but she knew that the gentle emerald green pupils definitely did not belong to the god of death she was expecting! The eyes of the priestess of the Church of Resurrection froze instantly, like a stone statue, with a dull expression, as if she didn't understand why it was not the count who came.

As Lanci brought Hyperion into the room, the cold wind from the corridor swept in, making the priestess shiver all over. Even though she didn't know what was going on, she only knew that this was a nightmare from which she could not wake up.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Lanqi's voice was considerate and clearly audible in the quiet night.

However.

Those words pierced the priestess girl's heart like a bolt of lightning, and her body trembled violently.

The softer the words this weird guy spoke, the scarier they were.

"The Earl? So the Earl hasn't come yet?!"

Every unclear note from the priestess's bound mouth vibrated in the air, as if announcing her desperation and anxiety.

She understood.

It's just that the time has not come yet.

If she endures a little longer, she will be able to wait for the Count to come and kill all these people!

Suddenly she started laughing crazily again. That laughter was so crazy and desolate that even Hyperion's heart trembled.

Hyperion brought in tables and chairs, and quickly turned the torture room into an interrogation room that looked a little more normal.

She looked at the bloodstains in the room, and found it hard to imagine what kind of interrogators the three clergymen had been trained to be by the poet of great love, as well as the mental state of the priestess at this moment.

“…”

Lanqi had no intention of telling the priestess the truth for the time being. He just remained polite and sat calmly on the chair opposite the priestess, opening the notebook in his hand to take notes.

Not long after.

The poet of great love hummed a tune with a strange melody and wandered into the room.

She looked around the increasingly insane priestess and whispered in her ear:

"Is it the Count of Palocas whom you wish to see?"

"?"

Ever since she heard the voice of the great poet, the priestess's emotions have become sensitive and turbulent again.

A small problem completely upset her mood.

She didn't understand what the poet's meaningful smile meant, but she was already overwhelmed by a strong sense of foreboding!

"Come on, open the door."

Seeing the priestess's expression, the poet of great love smiled and shook his arm slightly.

The next second, the door of bedroom 202 was pushed open again.

Three clergymen came in, carrying the mummified Count of Palocas.

"Give me back my blood..."

The hoarse roar of Count Palocas was as mournful as the evil spirits from hell.

When the three clergymen who were holding him saw the priestess, they smiled terrifyingly as if they had found a toy, and even their knuckles began to move.

"hey-hey……"

The executioner was even holding a [Blood Pressure Rescuer], and seemed to be kindly explaining to the priestess why Count Palocas had become like this, and seemed to want to try it on the priestess as well.

"!!!"

The priestess' heart began to beat like a heavy hammer. She uttered a whimpering sound, tears as big as beans welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her whole body was covered with cold sweat as if she had jumped into a winter lake.

“Kill me! Kill me! Kill me ahhhh——!”

The young priestess kept repeating the same words in an inarticulate voice, crying hysterically as if she had a mental breakdown.

"How is it? Did you see the Count's appearance clearly?"

The poet of great love stood behind the priestess, leaning down, as if whispering sweetly,

"Do you want the three of them to take care of you for another night? Four days and four nights is fine too?"

"No! Don't!!!"

The priestess girl used up all her strength and struggled as if torturing herself.

She should have known from the time panel of the shadow world that the Count had arrived, but her mind was already confused and she couldn't even distinguish some obvious things.

But the fact that a seventh-rank vampire earl was subdued and tortured by this group of brutal villains was beyond her comprehension and even more unreal than a dream! !

"So you only have one chance to choose... Do you want to answer Lanqi's questions sincerely, or do you want to continue to spend four days and four nights with those three?"

The Great Love Poet's voice was still gentle, as if he was trying to lull the Priestess to sleep.

The priestess's eyes widened in fear and trembling, tears streaming from under her eyelids.

Finally, faced with these two options that were like the difference between heaven and hell, she gave in completely.

"I answer questions, I answer everything..."

"If I find that you are lying, I will call the three of them. Do you understand?"

The great poet's fingertips gently brushed along the bloodstains on the priestess's body, giving her an itchy chill that penetrated her heart.

The priestess nodded vigorously.

She knew that when her emotions were amplified, any flaw or fluctuation in her performance would be obvious.

Then, the great poet of love stood behind the priestess and looked at Lanqi with a smug smile, meaning that it was done.

"My dear poet, you are good in everything except that you don't want to do housework."

Lanqi looked up at the priestess who was completely subdued by the love of the great love poet, and sighed.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

His summons have some magical skills that other people's advanced self-aware epic summons simply cannot possess, but on the contrary, they refuse to do any simple work and even want Lanqi to serve her tea and water.

Fortunately, the poet of love is not a foodie like Talia. She rarely eats and is very frugal. She even makes money by making cards for herself.

"Well, unless you are willing to let me out for 24 hours, I can consider helping you share half of the housework."

The poet of great love stuck out his tongue at him.

"I have to consider the safety of all my classmates."

Lanqi was not moved by her at all. He knew very well that the Great Poet of Love could not be released freely in the Ikerite Academy, and his mana recovery speed was not high enough to allow the Great Poet of Love to stay outside and live freely.

I didn’t chat much with the poet Da Ai.

Lanqi gave the priestess some time to catch her breath.

He finally spoke in a gentle tone and asked, "It's getting late today, so let's talk briefly. I'll ask you about many specific things later. But as long as you answer truthfully, I promise that you won't be hurt again, okay?"

The priestess nodded vigorously, as if she had been tamed.

At this moment, Lanqi looked like the only angel in her eyes.

Although she knew clearly that the guy in front of her was the source of the greatest terror, she could not control her heart and developed an inexplicable strong dependence on him. She just wanted him to stop hurting her.

She was ready to sell out the Church of the Resurrection to Lanqi.

Even if she would be imprisoned in the Kreihe Empire's prison after returning to the real world, and would be subjected to unimaginable revenge and hunting by the Resurrection Church, she didn't want to be Lanqi's enemy anymore! "..."

Lanqi looked at her trembling with fear and not daring to meet his gaze, and was a little worried that he might have scared her.

"Please tell me how to join the Resurrection Church."

Lanqi just said this concisely and clearly.

"……?"

The priestess was slightly stunned, wondering if she had heard something wrong.

Before the priestess's brain could react.

"Help me join the Resurrection Church. I will rescue you when I go to the Krewe Empire. You are not an outcast of the Resurrection Church. I will protect you."

Lanqi treated her as his own student.

The gentle words and loving eyes were all trying to show care to her who lacked a sense of security.

“……!!”

The priestess looked up at Lanci in disbelief.

Suddenly, her thoughts, which had been working frantically, reversed and then seemed to begin to feel relieved.

Sure enough, this crazy, evil and wicked guy is the same kind of person as them!

But she couldn't imagine what would happen to this guy after joining the Resurrection Church! "I think you are a talented person with great potential. You should have a bright future, but you just lack good guidance."

"Even if Princess Alexia and the Resurrection Church no longer want you, I still need you. You are indispensable. You will get my support, help, and my strength..."

Under Lanqi's words as a spiritual mentor.

The priestess was still trembling, but her chaotic eyes, which were a mixture of fear and relief, gradually showed a hint of fanaticism and morbid dependence.

“…”

Hyperion's eyes widened.

Although she had already known about Lanqi's plan to infiltrate the Resurrection Church.

But as she watched Lanqi persuading the priestess, she felt that Lanqi was committing a serious crime!

(End of this chapter)