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

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

The figure was indistinct in the dim corridor light, but she knew that those gentle, emerald-green eyes did not belong to the grim reaper she had been expecting!

The Fuxing Church priestess's eyes instantly froze, like a stone statue, her expression blank, as if she couldn't understand why the Earl hadn't arrived.

As Lan Qi led Xiboli'an into the room, a gust of cold wind swept in from the corridor, causing the priestess to shiver. Even if she didn't know what was happening, she knew this was a nightmare she couldn't wake up from.

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

Lan Qi's voice was considerate, clearly audible in the silent night.

However.

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

The more gentle this strange person's words, the more frightening they became.

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

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

She understood.

It just wasn't time yet.

Just 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 Xiboli'an's heart to tremble.

Xiboli'an carried in the tables and chairs, quickly turning the torture chamber into a slightly more normal interrogation room.

She looked at the mottled bloodstains in the room, unable to imagine what kind of torturers the three clergy members had been trained into by the Great Poet of Love, and what the priestess's mental state was at this moment.

"..."

Lan Qi had no intention of telling the priestess the truth for the time being. He simply remained polite, sitting calmly in the chair opposite the priestess, opening his notebook to take notes.

Not long after.

The Great Poet of Love hummed a strangely melodic tune and strolled into the room.

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

"Are you wanting to see Earl Palokas?"

"?"

Since hearing the Great Poet of Love's voice, the priestess's emotions became sensitive and surged again.

A small question completely disrupted her thoughts.

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

"Come on, good luck."

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

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

Three clergy members walked in, holding the corpse-like Earl Palokas.

"Blood...give me back my blood..."

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

And the three clergy members holding him looked at the priestess as if they had found a toy, and their mouths began to grin hideously again, even their finger joints twitching restlessly.

"Hehe..."

The executioner even held the [Blood Pressure Resuscitation Device], seemingly explaining to the priestess why Earl Palokas had become like this, and also seemingly wanting to try it on the priestess.

"!!!"

The priestess's heart beat like a heavy hammer, emitting a whimpering cry, and bean-sized tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Her whole body broke out in cold sweat, as if she had jumped into a winter lake.

"Kill me! Kill me! Kill me, aaaaah—!"

The young priestess's slurred voice kept repeating the same sentence, crying hysterically as if she had suffered a mental breakdown.

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

The Great Poet of Love stood behind the priestess, bent down, as if whispering sweetly,

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

"No! Don't!!!"

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

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

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

"So you only have one chance to choose...do you want to sincerely answer Lan Qi'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 widened her terrified and trembling pupils, tears streaming down her eyelids.

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

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

"If I find that you have even the slightest sign of lying, I will call those three over, do you understand?"

The Great Poet of Love's fingertips gently stroked the bloodstains on the priestess's body, giving her a chilling sensation that penetrated her heart.

The priestess nodded frantically.

She knew that in a state where her emotions were amplified, any subtle flaws or fluctuations in her expression would be obvious.

Afterwards, the Great Poet of Love stood behind the priestess, looked at Lan Qi, and gave a triumphant smile, meaning it was done.

"Great Poet of Love, you are good at everything except for not wanting to do housework."

Lan Qi looked up at the priestess, who had been subdued by the Great Poet of Love with love, and sighed.

His summon had some magical skills that other people's advanced self-awareness epic summons simply couldn't possess, but on the contrary, she wouldn't do some simple tasks no matter what, and she couldn't wait for Lan Qi to pour 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.

"Well, unless you are 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 must consider the safety of all the students in the school."

Lan Qi was unmoved. He knew very well that the Great Poet of Love couldn't be released casually in Yikelite Academy, and his magic recovery speed wasn't high enough to allow the Great Poet of Love to stay outside and live freely all the time.

Without chatting with the Great Poet of Love any longer.

Lan Qi gave the priestess a little time to catch her breath.

He finally asked in a gentle tone:

"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 again, okay?"

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

At this moment, Lan Qi 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 inner self from developing a strange and strong dependence on him, as long as he could stop hurting her.

She was ready to sell out the Fuxing Church to Lan Qi.

Even if she was imprisoned in the Kairui Di Empire's heavy prison after returning to the real world, and suffered unimaginable revenge and pursuit from the Fuxing Church, she didn't want to be Lan Qi's enemy anymore!

"..."

Lan Qi 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 Fuxing Church?"

Lan Qi simply said this clearly.

"...?"

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

Before the priestess's brain could process it.

"Help me join the Fuxing Church, and I will rescue you after I go to the Kairui Di Empire. You are not an abandoned pawn of the Fuxing Church, I will protect you."

Lan Qi treated her like his own student.

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

"...!!"

The priestess looked up at Lan Qi in disbelief.

Suddenly, her thoughts went crazy and reversed, and then began to be relieved.

Sure enough, this extremely crazy, evil, and wicked guy was one of them!

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

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

"Even if Princess Yaliya Kexiya, the Fuxing Church, doesn't want you anymore, I still need you. You are indispensable. You will get my support, help, and my power..."

Under Lan Qi's words of a spiritual mentor, one sentence after another.

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

"..."

Xiboli'an widened her eyes beside her.

Although she had known about Lan Qi's plan to infiltrate the Fuxing Church for a long time.

But watching Lan Qi persuade the priestess, she felt that Lan Qi was committing a great crime!

(End of this chapter)