Don't Confiscate My Citizenship Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Lan Qi's first step in sneaking into the Church of Resurrection

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 had been cut off by a sharp knife.

The figure looked blurry in the dim light of the corridor, but she knew that those gentle emerald green pupils definitely did not belong to the God of Death she was expecting!

The Priestess of the Resurrection Church's eyes froze for an instant, like a stone statue, her expression dull, as if she didn't understand why the person who came was not the Count.

As Lan Qi led Hyperion into the room, the cold wind from the corridor swept in, making the Priestess shiver all over. Even if she didn't know what the situation was now, 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, but it was clearly audible in this silent night.

However.

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

The softer this weird guy speaks, the more frightening he becomes.

“Count? So the count hasn't come yet!?”

Every muffled note from Priestess's restrained mouth vibrated in the air, as if announcing her despair and anxiety.

 She understands.

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

　　If she endures for a while longer, she can wait until the count comes and kills all these people!

 Suddenly she burst out laughing again, that kind of laughter, crazy and desolate, making Hyperion tremble in her heart.

Hyperion brought in tables and chairs and quickly turned the torture room into a slightly normal-looking interrogation room.

 She looked at the mottled blood in the room, and could not imagine what kind of torture officers the three priests had been trained by the poet of love, as well as the mental state of the priestess at this moment.

Lanchi had no intention of telling Priestess the truth for the time being. He just remained polite and sat on the chair opposite Priestess with a calm face. He opened the notebook in his hand and prepared to take notes.

 It didn't take long.

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

 She looked around the Priestess who was getting increasingly crazy, and then whispered in her ear:

“Is it Count Palokas you want to see?”

Since hearing the voice of the Great Love Poet, Priestess's emotions have become sensitive and turbulent again.

 A small question completely messed up her mood.

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

 “Come on, open the door.”

Seeing the expression on the Priestess's face, the poet smiled and waved his arms.

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

Three clergymen walked in holding the mummified Count Palokas.

 “Give me back the blood…”

Count Palokas's hoarse low voice was as shrill as the evil spirits of hell.

 The three priests who were carrying him saw the Priestess, as if they had discovered a toy, and the corners of their mouths began to grin again, and even their finger joints were ready to move.

"hey-hey…"

The executioner was holding a [blood pressure rescue device] and seemed to be kindly explaining to Priestess why Count Palokas was like this, and he also seemed to want to try it on Priestess.

Priestess's heart beat like a heavy hammer, and she let out a whimpering sound. Big tears filled the corners of her eyes, and cold sweat broke out all over her body as if she had jumped into a winter lake.

 “Kill me! Kill me! Kill me ahhhh—!”

The girl priest kept repeating one sentence in her unclear voice, crying hysterically as if her spirit had collapsed.

“How is it? Do you see the count's appearance clearly?”

The poet of great love stood behind Priestess, bowed down, as if whispering sweetly,

“Do you want the three of them to take care of you for one more night? Four days and four nights are also okay?”

"no, do not want!!"

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

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

But the seventh-level blood count was subdued and tortured into such a miserable state by this group of brutal villains. It was beyond her knowledge and understanding, and it was even more unreal than a dream!

"So you only have one choice... Do you want to answer Lan Qi's question sincerely, or do you want to continue to spend four days and four nights with those three people?" The poet's voice was still soft, as if he wanted to lull the Priestess to sleep. With.

Priestess's frightened and trembling eyes were wide open, and tears were flowing under her eyelids.

 Finally, faced with these two options that were as different as heaven and hell, she gave in completely.

 “I answer questions, I answer everything…”

"If I find you showing any signs of lying, I will call the three of them. Do you understand?"

The beloved poet's fingertips gently brushed along the bloodstains on Priestess's body, causing her to feel an itchy chill that penetrated her heart.

Priestess nodded desperately.

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

 Then, the poet of great love stood behind Priestess, looked at Lanqi and showed a proud smile, which meant that it was done.

“I love the poet, except that you don't want to do housework, you are fine with everything.”

Lan Qi raised his head and glanced at the way the Priestess was submissive under the influence of the great poet's love, and sighed.

His summons have some magical skills that other people's advanced self-aware epic summons cannot possess, but instead they do some simple tasks that she can't even do, and she can't wait to ask Lan Qi to bring her tea. .

But fortunately, the poet is not a foodie like Thalia. She seldom eats and is very frugal. She even makes cards for herself to make money.

"Er, unless you are willing to release me 24 hours a day, I can consider helping you share half of the housework."

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

 “I must consider the safety of the entire school.”

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

  I didn't chat much with the great poet.

Lanchi gave Priestess a little time to catch her breath.

 He finally asked in a gentle tone:

“It's getting late today. Let's talk briefly about many specific things. I'll ask you later. But as long as you answer truthfully, I promise you won't be hurt in any way, okay?”

Priestess nodded desperately, as if she had been tamed.

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

Although she clearly knew that the guy in front of her was the source of the most terror, she couldn't control her heart's inexplicable strong dependence on him, as long as he could stop hurting her.

 She was ready to betray the Resurrection Church to Lan Qi.

Even if she would be imprisoned in a heavy prison in the Creation Empire after returning to the present world, and would be subject to unimaginable revenge and pursuit by the Resurrection Church, she no longer wanted to be Lan Qi's enemy!

 Lan Qi looked at her trembling with fear, not daring to meet his gaze, and was slightly worried whether he had scared her.

 “Please tell me how I can join the Resurrection Church.”

Lanchi simply said this succinctly.

Priestess was slightly stunned, suspecting that she heard something wrong.

 At the moment when the Priestess's brain could not turn around.

“Help me join the Church of Resurrection, and I will rescue you when I go to the Creation Empire. You are not an abandoned son of the Church of Resurrection, and I will protect you.”

Lanqi seemed to regard her as his own student.

 The gentle words and the loving eyes are trying their best to care for her who is insecure.

Priestess looked up at Lanqi in disbelief.

 Suddenly, her thoughts were running wildly and she seemed to be relieved again.

Sure enough, this crazy, evil and evil guy is the same as them!

 But she also couldn't imagine how far this guy would get after joining the Resurrection Church!

“I think you are a malleable talent. You are full of potential and talent and should have a bright future. You just lack good guidance.”

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

 Under the words of Lan Qi's spiritual master.

Priestess was still trembling, but her chaotic eyes, which were mixed with fear and relief, gradually gained a hint of fanaticism and morbid dependence.

Huberlian's eyes widened on the side.

Although she had long known about Lan Qi's plan to infiltrate the Church of Resurrection.

 But when she watched Lan Qi persuading Priestess, she felt that Lan Qi was committing a serious crime!

 (End of this chapter)

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