Chapter 270 The Madman's Brain Circuit

As her laughter still echoed in the air, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure with a sun-like warmth appeared at the doorway.

Her laughter stopped abruptly, as if cut off by a sharp blade.

The figure was blurred in the dim light of the corridor, but she knew that those gentle emerald green pupils definitely did not belong to the grim reaper she was expecting!

The expression of the Resurrected Church's priestess instantly froze, like a stone statue, her face blank as if she couldn't understand why the Earl wasn't the one who had arrived.

As Lanqi led Hyberia into the room, the cold wind from the corridor swept in, causing the priestess to shiver all over. Even if she didn't know what was going on, she knew this was a nightmare she couldn't wake up from.

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

Lanqi's voice was considerate, clear and audible in the silent night.

However.

Those words struck the heart of the priestess like a bolt of lightning, and her body trembled violently.

The more gentle the words this bizarre guy said, the more frightening they were.

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

Every unclear syllable from the priestess's bound mouth vibrated in the air, as if proclaiming her despair and anxiety.

She understood.

It was just not the time yet.

Just endure a little longer, and she could wait for the Earl to come and kill all these people!

Suddenly, she laughed maniacally again, a laughter that was both crazy and desolate, causing even Hyberia to tremble in her heart.

Hyberia carried in tables and chairs, quickly turning the torture chamber into a slightly more normal-looking interrogation room.

She looked at the mottled bloodstains in the room, finding it hard to imagine what kind of torturers the three clergymen had been trained into by the Great Poet of Love, and the mental state of the priestess at this moment.

"..."

Lanqi didn't intend to tell the priestess the truth for the time being. He simply maintained a polite demeanor and sat calmly on the chair opposite the priestess, opening the notebook in his hand to prepare to take notes.

Not long after.

The Great Poet of Love strolled into the room humming a strangely rhythmic tune.

She circled the increasingly manic priestess, then whispered in her ear:

"The person you want to see is Earl Palokas, right?"

"?"

Ever since hearing the Great Poet of Love's voice, the priestess's emotions had become sensitive and surging again.

A small question completely messed up her thoughts.

She didn't understand what the Great Poet of Love's meaningful smile meant, but she was already enveloped by a strong sense of foreboding!

"Come, let's have a grand opening."

Seeing the priestess's expression, the Great Poet of Love smiled and lightly waved her arm.

The next second, the door to room 202 was pushed open again.

Three clergymen walked in, holding the mummy-like Earl Palokas.

"Blood...give it back to me..."

Earl Palokas's hoarse moans were as mournful as the evil spirits of hell.

And the three clergymen carrying him, upon seeing the priestess, began to grin hideously again, as if they had found a toy, their knuckles itching.

"Hehe..."

The executioner even held the [Blood Pressure Resuscitator], seemingly trying to explain to the priestess why Earl Palokas had become like this, or perhaps wanting to try it on the priestess as well.

"!!!"

The priestess's heart pounded like a heavy hammer, letting out a whimpering scream. Bean-sized tears spilled from the corners of her eyes, and her whole body broke out in cold sweat as if she had jumped into a winter lake.

"Kill me! Kill me! Kill me, ahhh—!"

The priestess's inarticulate voice kept repeating the same sentence, hysterically crying as if her spirit had collapsed.

"How is it? Did you see the Earl clearly?"

The Great Poet of Love stood behind the priestess, bending down as if whispering sweetly in her ear,

"Would you like them three to take care of you for another night? Four days and four nights is also fine, you know?"

"No! Don't!!!"

The priestess used all her strength, struggling as if torturing herself.

She should have known from the time panel in the Shadow World that the Earl had already arrived, but her mind was already confused, and she couldn't even distinguish some obvious things.

But the seventh-order blood Earl was subdued and tortured into such a miserable state by this group of brutal villains, which had exceeded her understanding and was even more unreal than a dream!!

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

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

The priestess stared with terrified and trembling pupils, tears streaming down her eyelids.

Finally, under these two options that were as different as heaven and hell, she completely succumbed.

"I'll answer the questions, I'll answer everything..."

"If I find any signs of you lying, I'll call those three over, understand?"

The Great Poet of Love's fingertips lightly brushed along the bloodstains on the priestess's body, sending a chilling shiver down her spine.

The priestess nodded desperately.

She knew that in her emotionally amplified state, any flaws or fluctuations in her expression would be obvious.

Afterward, the Great Poet of Love stood behind the priestess and looked at Lanqi with a triumphant smile, indicating that she had taken care of it.

"Great Poet of Love, you're good at everything except doing housework."

Lanqi looked up at the priestess, who had been subdued by the Great Poet of Love's love, and sighed.

His summons had some magical skills that even other people's advanced self-awareness-type epic summons didn't have, but she refused to do some simple work, wishing Lanqi would serve her tea and water.

Fortunately, the Great Poet of Love wasn't a glutton like Talia. She rarely ate anything, was very frugal, and even helped him make cards to earn money.

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

The Great Poet of Love stuck out her tongue at him.

"I have to consider the safety of all the students in the school."

Lanqi was unmoved by her at all. He knew very well that the Great Poet of Love couldn't be released casually in Ikoryte Academy, and his mana recovery speed wasn't high enough to allow the Great Poet of Love to stay outside and live freely all the time.

He didn't chat with the Great Poet of Love any further.

Lanqi gave the priestess a little time to catch her breath.

He finally opened his mouth gently and asked:

"It's getting late today, let's talk briefly. I'll ask you about many specific things later. But as long as you answer truthfully, I guarantee you won't be hurt anymore, okay?"

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

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

Even though she clearly knew that the guy in front of her was the most terrifying source, she couldn't control her heart from developing a strange and strong dependence on him, as long as he could stop hurting her.

She was ready to sell out the Resurrected Church to Lanqi.

Even if she was imprisoned in the Kreither Empire's heavy prison after returning to the real world, and would suffer unimaginable revenge and pursuit from the Resurrected Church, she didn't want to be Lanqi's enemy anymore!

"..."

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

"Please tell me, how can I join the Resurrected Church?"

Lanqi simply stated.

"...?"

The priestess was slightly stunned, suspecting that she had misheard something.

At the moment when the priestess's brain hadn't been able to turn around.

"Help me join the Resurrected Church, and I will rescue you even if I go to the Kreither Empire later. You are not a discarded child of the Resurrected Church, I will protect you."

Lanqi treated her like his own student.

Gentle words, appreciative eyes, were all trying to give her, who lacked a sense of security, care.

"...!!"

The priestess looked up at Lanqi in disbelief.

Suddenly, her thoughts ran wildly in reverse and seemed to start to be relieved.

Sure enough, this extremely mad, evil, and wicked guy was on the same path as them!

But she was also a little afraid to imagine what level this guy would reach after joining the Resurrected Church!

"I think you are a moldable talent, you are full of potential and talent, and you should have a bright future, but you lack good guidance."

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

Under Lanqi's words like a mental mentor.

The priestess was still trembling, but in the chaotic eyes mixed with fear and relief, there was gradually a trace of fanaticism and morbid dependence.

"..."

Hyberia stared wide-eyed at the side.

Although she had known about Lanqi's plan to infiltrate the Resurrected Church for a long time.

But watching Lanqi's process of persuading the priestess, she felt that Lanqi was committing a great crime!

(End of this chapter)