Chapter 147 Little Succubus 6
A chill ran down Mu Yan’s spine and straight to the top of his head in an instant. Mu Yan froze on the spot, instinctively wanting to tuck his tail between his legs and prick up his ears.
...His tail was already hidden, as were his ears. It took him a while to remember.
Xie Chen nodded slightly to the nun and walked a few steps to Mu Yan.
As he approached, a cold, dry aura suddenly enveloped Mu Yan, like pine needles or cypress leaves.
Instinctively, Mu Yan trembled all over.
The next second, Xie Chen lifted him off the chair. The embrace was warm, even somewhat fiery, but Mu Yan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
“Miss Bridget,” Xie Chen said, turning and carrying Mu Yan toward the door of the confessional, “leave this matter to me.”
"Children who like to hide and lie are not a good thing, are they?"
Sister Bridget wanted to say something, and she instinctively reached out her hand as if to stop her, but she quickly withdrew it.
Xie Chen carried Mu Yan back to his own Apostle Palace and put him down on his desk where he usually reads official documents.
"You said that evil god in black robes did something terrible to you," Xie Chen said, gently stroking the silver markings on Mu Yan's lower abdomen through the silk fabric of his robes. "Now tell me, what did he do to you?"
Mu Yan's breath hitched, and he instinctively curled up, his tail wrapping nervously around his waist.
"Is that so?" Xie Chen asked.
Mu Yan let out a short cry of surprise, but quickly swallowed it back down through gritted teeth.
This place isn't far from the confessional. If he makes that sound, will that gentle, motherly nun... also hear him?
"Still like this?"
Mu Yan's ears and face were burning red, but Xie Chen's tone was calm, and his dark gray eyes were like ore without any warmth.
"Ugh..."
"Where did he touch you?" Xie Chen asked, "Here, or...?"
Mu Yan trembled, and a soft sob escaped his throat.
Xie Chen's eyes darkened further.
"It's still here."
Mu Yan was so ashamed he almost cried, but no matter whether he nodded or shook his head haphazardly, Xie Chen's questioning showed no sign of stopping.
“Although I am indeed very angry,” Xie Chen said slowly, “you shouldn’t go to others out of fear.”
Mu Yan felt extremely wronged. He had already treated him so fiercely, yet he still expected him not to be afraid of him and not to go looking for others. How could that be possible? He should take a look at how bad and outrageous he had just been.
"You were created by the God of Darkness, and you were not devout enough to the gods, which is why you were invaded by nightmares."
What he said was very profound, and Mu Yan only understood half of it, looking up at him with some confusion.
"Didn't Lu Chong tell you about the 'Dark Moon Revelation'? The 'Dark Moon Revelation' says that everything created by the abyss will be entangled in shadow."
Seeing Mu Yan's blank expression, Xie Chen knew that it probably never happened.
"Then he... is truly an incompetent knight commander."
"No!" Upon hearing this, Mu Yan's tail, which had been well hidden, suddenly stood up, and its ears were exposed, lying flat against its head, turning into airplane ears.
Xie Chen was slightly taken aback, as this was the first time he had seen him angry.
In fact, Mu Yan's expression wasn't fierce at all. If it weren't for the fact that his tail was sticking up and his ears were folded up, making him look just like an angry cat, Xie Chen would never have guessed that he was angry.
"The Grand Master of the Knights cherishes the people and has risked his life to bring peace to the Holy City. Even if he doesn't chant scriptures, God will forgive him!"
Otherwise, he would be a bad god, an evil god. Mu Yan thought to himself, but he knew that if he said such a thing out loud, he would definitely enrage Xie Chen, so he had no choice but to swallow the rest of his words.
"Quick-witted." Xie Chen looked down at him and gently touched his chin, as if to comfort him.
Xie Chen didn't slander Lu Chong anymore, nor did he dwell on Mu Yan's retort, which made Mu Yan feel a little embarrassed, as if he had a bad temper and would explode at the slightest provocation.
“Your Majesty…” Mu Yan lowered his head, then remembered what Xie Chen had said before he started arguing with Xie Chen, “So what did you mean by what you just said…”
"Why did I... encounter that evil god? I've been so devout, I've never... before..."
“It’s not that being devout to disbelieve in the God of Darkness or not associating with demons equates to being pious,” Xie Chen said. “The three most basic tenets of the Church of Light are integrity, asceticism, and forgiveness.”
When he mentioned the second doctrine, he paused noticeably, then quietly looked away.
Mu Yan sensed his unusual behavior and lowered her head in shame.
His Holiness the Pope is saying that he... indulges his desires too much.
Every time they did that, Xie Chen's gaze was always calm and gentle, and even his breathing was restrained.
“But you can’t blame it all on you,” Xie Chen’s gaze seemed to want to lick him all over, “After all, succubi… are all like that.”
She is lewd, sensitive, and shameless.
His words sounded like an explanation and forgiveness. Mu Yan blinked, her mood lightening again. The tip of her tail curled up slightly, sweeping a small arc across the desk behind her.
"Can you help me?" He looked up, his voice soft, with a hint of tentative hesitation.
Xie Chen looked down at him, her fingertips gently brushing across the top of his head.
Mu Yan liked having his head patted like that, and couldn't help but move closer to him so that he could pat his head harder.
Succubi need a lot of food and a lot of love.
Although humans who are only obsessed with physical desires rarely give true love, actions unrelated to lust, such as hugging, holding hands, and patting the head, can always give people the illusion of being loved.
Succubi don't have the intelligence of humans; they won't delve into whether the love expressed through such actions is genuine or feigned.
“As long as your heart is turned toward the light,” Xie Chen said calmly, “God will forgive your background.”
Mu Yan's eyes lit up, as if those words had ignited a tiny spark of hope within him.
He couldn't help but lean forward: "What can I do for the God of Light to make Him believe in my piety?"
Since the beginning, Mu Yan has been moving towards the edge of the desk, shifting a little bit every now and then. Now his legs are almost touching the edge of the desk, and he is still completely oblivious.
"You're going to fall," Xie Chen whispered, lifting him up by his legs. "You like to act cute so much, you insist on me carrying you down."
Mu Yan didn't mean it that way. He felt wronged and pouted as he received such an unfounded accusation.
"I don't......."
“God doesn’t care about the size of the things you do for Him,” Xie Chen didn’t argue further and continued the previous topic. “As long as you are sincere, anything is fine. You’re not very strong, so just do what you can. Can you bake bread or cook soup?”
Mu Yan was taken aback, then lowered his head somewhat embarrassed, his ear tips turning slightly red, and shook his head shyly.
"I... I can learn..."
"Does Lu Chong not let you do anything?"
Mu Yan lowered his head even further and tucked his tail between his legs.
“The Vatican has adopted some children who have lost their parents’ care, and Sister Brigitte teaches them to read every day.” Xie Chen thought for a moment and said, “You can go and help her look after the children. If they are noisy in class, go and remind them. Sister Brigitte is old and her voice is not very good.”
"By the way, you can also learn a few more characters."
Mu Yan nodded, his eyes shining. He liked Sister Bridget and he also liked work that could help others.
The next day, he happily went to the small room in the library to report for duty. Sister Bridget knew in advance that he was coming to help and had prepared clothes for him beforehand.
"Xiaoyan, isn't that right?" She smiled kindly. "You're so cute. Here, these are your clothes."
Lu Chong also had a black robe, which was issued uniformly by the Vatican. He would occasionally wear it when he had audiences or prayed, and he looked very handsome in it.
Mu Yan had also wanted one before, and although Lu Chong said that it was all black and not worth looking at, he still went to ask for it for him.
However, the Vatican did not have any staff members aged fourteen or fifteen, so Lu Chong could not find a suitable papal robe for Mu Yan.
Mu Yan had many beautiful clothes and quickly forgot about the matter, but now that he had received his own priest's robe, he couldn't help but smile.
He happily took it and unfolded it, only to find that it didn't seem to be the same robe as the Knight Commander's, but rather the same dress as Sister Bridget's.
“Xiao Yan is still too young. There are no staff members in the Holy See who are about your height,” the nun smiled apologetically. “His Majesty’s notification to me was a bit sudden. Custom-made clothes need to be made two months in advance, and I was unable to prepare them for you ahead of time.”
"However, there are indeed nuns in the Vatican who are about your age and build. I gave you her clothes, and I've already taken the other sets to be altered. By changing the waistline of the nun's habit, they'll actually be suitable for you."
“If Xiaoyan doesn’t want to wear a dress,” Sister Bridget quickly added, afraid that Mu Yan would be angry, “you can wait until your robes are altered. I gave you one first just in case you don’t mind, or you can alter the clothes yourself…”
But Mu Yan wasn't angry at all.
As she spoke, Mu Yan had already picked up the nun's gown and held it up to herself.
The succubus didn't actually have a strong sense of gender. More than wearing a skirt, she was concerned about not being able to wear the same clothes as the other people in the church.
Sister Bridget, the head chef who made him honey waffles and apple pies, was now going to work with them at the Vatican, so of course he had to wear the same clothes as them.
[Author's Note]
Thank you to everyone who gave me Moonstones! I commissioned a new cover, and now I finally have the money to subscribe to an image hosting service, hehe. I wanted to type out my nickname as a thank you, but it seems the PC backend can't see it -_-
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