Chapter 335: The Sickly Illegitimate Daughter Who Everyone Dislikes vs. the Elegant and Crazy Housekeeper (30)
Lu Cha's chest felt more and more uncomfortable.
It was like a heavy stone pressing on her chest.
Lu Cha collapsed to the ground in pain, struggling to pull at his collar, trying to breathe in fresh air.
She didn't notice that a thin wisp of black mist was moving on the floor around her, like a poisonous snake waiting for its prey.
You can kill her at any time.
Hiding in the darkness, Xizel stared at the struggling girl in the hall.
A few minutes ago, he discovered that an assassin had broken into the palace and deliberately let one person go to kill Miss An.
He wanted to know, would the saint's near death awaken the so-called benevolent God of Light?
Malice flashed in César's eyes.
But when he saw Lu Cha, his cheeks flushed due to difficulty breathing.
The eyes that always curved with smiles now shed tears as big as beans.
His heart trembled inexplicably.
The body's movements were faster than the brain's reactions.
Xizel strode into the hall, picked up Lu Cha with one hand, and took out the asthma inhaler he carried with him:
"Ms. An, take a deep breath."
"Hold your breath."
Lu Cha did as he was told instinctively.
The medicine took effect quickly.
As if he had just survived a disaster, Lu Cha leaned weakly in Xizel's arms, breathing heavily.
Light magicians are extremely sensitive to dark elements.
Especially on Xizel's clothes, there was a magic barrier she had cast.
Not long after the black fog came in, she noticed the presence of the little villain.
It took him so long to see her in pain before coming in!
It's like a rotten winter melon with a hole through it - it's so bad!
Lucha grabbed Xizel's chest in retaliation.
But she had just suffered an asthma attack, and her body was soft and weak, as if she was being kneaded in an ambiguous way.
A man's hoarse voice came from above:
"Your current situation is not suitable."
Lu Cha put down his hand silently, feeling very regretful.
She should have picked up the cooking knife just now!
Xizel ignored the numbness in his chest, carried Lu Cha to a chair, and knelt on one knee:
"I'm sorry Miss An, it was my mistake that let the assassin in."
"But I caught someone alive. Do I need to bring him in for interrogation?"
Lu Cha nodded.
After her breathing had completely calmed down, Xizel brought the half-dead assassin into the hall.
The assassin's clothes were soaked with blood, as he must have been tortured. When he saw Lu Cha, he obediently told the truth behind the scene:
"It was the Pope who ordered us to kill you!"
"He was worried that Feri Nalisa wouldn't agree to his plan, so he thought of taking care of you himself."
Lu Cha was not surprised by this.
Compared to the black-haired and black-eyed illegitimate daughter, Narissa, the daughter of a duke, is more suitable to be used as a tool for the nobles of the Papal Dynasty to make money.
"Take him away, there's no need to kill him."
"Someone will take him away tomorrow."
Lu Cha smiled with an ambiguous tone.
If you don't use the tool that comes to your door, it's a waste~
César took the assassin away.
When he returned to the hall, the exhausted Lu Cha had already fallen asleep on the couch in the side hall.
The cold moonlight shines through the window and falls on the girl, adding a touch of hazy beauty to her.
The snow-white skin seemed to flash under the moonlight.
Xizel took out a blanket from the cabinet carefully and covered Lu Cha with it.
Then, he squatted in front of the couch and carefully tucked the loose hair on her cheeks behind her ears.
There was an indescribable complexity in the deep blue eyes.
He and light complement each other, but also oppose each other, and the fight will never end.
But he seemed reluctant to let Miss An get involved.
Xizel sighed deeply, lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead.
What should I do with you?
[Ding—Villain’s favorability +5, darkening value -5.]
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As Lu Cha expected, the Pope came to see him the next morning.
In the main hall of the palace.
After pouring the tea, César went out and stood guard outside.
The two people sitting on the chairs didn't speak, and the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.
Finally, the Pope couldn't help but speak, and asked tentatively:
"This is your first day at the temple. Are you used to living here?"
None of the assassins he sent last night returned to report. It was obvious that the plan had failed and had been discovered.
Although he was not afraid that An Lucha would shake his position, if the assassin was not dead and told the outside world about it, his image would definitely be damaged.
Just dealing with the inquiries from the royal family is already very troublesome.
He had to find out whether the assassin was dead and what An Lucha's attitude was.
"Your Holiness, is the assassin still alive?"
Lu Cha slowly put down the teacup and said bluntly, "I know what you're thinking. You're simply worried that my becoming a Saint will affect the temple's income."
"I can guarantee that the temple's income will only increase and not decrease."
"Not only will Duke Ferry donate more money, but Prince Hoorn might also donate."
The Pope, who was originally displeased, narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing Lu Cha's words.
Not long ago, when Prince Coulomb came to deliver the test results, he did express his appreciation for Anlu Tea.
He also heard that Prince Colen had defended Anlucha many times and prevented Agus from bullying her.
Could it be that Anlucha has hooked up with the royal family?
The Pope stopped beating around the bush and asked, "What is your relationship with Prince Hoorn?"
Lu Cha thought for a moment and said, "They're not even friends."
The Pope's face instantly darkened, as if he had been fooled.
An Lucha spoke so confidently, but he wasn't even familiar with Prince Kelun?!
"Your Excellency the Pope, don't you want to get all the money of the Rhodes family?"
"A duke's fortune should be more than the temple's income over the past twenty years." Lu Cha tapped the table lightly, as if talking to himself.
The Pope understood what she meant.
Did she want to give the Rhodes family to herself?
Seeing that the Pope showed an interested look, Lu Cha continued:
"You want money, and I want the useless title of Saint."
"You have nothing to lose in this deal, so why not give it a try?"
"Besides, Narissa can replace me at any time."
The Pope hesitated for a minute, but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation of money and picked up the teacup on the table:
"The ceremony will be held at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning."
This sentence means agreeing to cooperate with LuCha.
He wanted to see how this illegitimate daughter would fulfill these conditions.
Lu Cha clapped his hands in satisfaction.
César brought in the dying assassin.
"This is a gift I prepared for His Holiness the Pope."
"You can take him."
The Pope immediately chanted a spell, and the white flames condensed from the light elements immediately engulfed the assassin.
He said deliberately:
"Now that the person is dead and you have no evidence, aren't you afraid that I will go back on my word?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Pope's pupils suddenly contracted and his body froze.
A sharp sword shining with golden light floated in the air.
It was only half an inch away from his eyeball.
He didn't even notice any trace of the girl gathering the light element.
Lu Cha lazily raised her hands to support her face, nonchalantly:
"I want to change the Pope. It's not difficult."
If it were before, the Pope would have sneered at him and said he was overestimating his own abilities.
But having seen Lu Cha's strength, he smiled lovingly and changed his address:
"Have a good rest, Saint. I'll have someone send you a new bed later."
"Then I'll trouble you, Your Holiness."
Lu Cha put away his sword and watched the Pope leave.
But at this moment, Xizel's ears moved, and he closed the door abnormally, and took out the cloak, covering Lu Cha from head to toe:
"I'll go prepare breakfast. Miss An can go back and sleep for a while."
Because his ears were covered by the cloak, Lu Cha couldn't hear clearly. Just as he was about to agree, he vaguely heard a voice of "Cha Cha".
"Is someone calling me?"
The next second, there was a knock on the palace door.
Narissa's puzzled voice came: "Butler Xizel, why did you close the door?"
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