Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!-Chapter 631 - 214: The Saintess’ Chant, the Rebirth of the Succubus Queen, the Unrest in the Pope Country (10.2K)_6

"That's most people, but I'm Tettoo, am I most people?"

"Incubus, more accurately, a mixed-blood Incubus..." The old woman chuckled softly.

Bishop Tettoo's expression became somewhat awkward, and he shook his head, "Don't tease me, Kael is really kind, being able to become the Divine Favored under Shangtiya already explains everything."

The old woman smiled kindly and hummed, "How do you know I was talking about Kael?

I heard someone even gave their Holy Emblem to him."

Upon hearing this, Bishop Tettoo's expression became even more awkward.

After a moment of silence, the old woman said, "Actually, I didn't necessarily mean Kael either..."

Finally, she smiled, "Evil doesn't come from bloodlines, but justice always follows a noble soul, Tettoo, do you think he's suitable?"

"I believe there's no issue!" Bishop Tettoo said loudly.

"Then trust him, walk firmly forward, don't be like me." The old woman said calmly.

"Huh?"

"Just pretend you didn't hear it. There's still a lot to learn if you want to become the Pope!"

...

[Location: Holy Briania, Holy Mountain, Pope's Palace]

The current controller of the Holy Hall, Pope Mephiel, slowly closed the book and drifted into sleep.

In his dream, he saw the Holy Mountain ablaze.

That shadow of slaughter had become a nightmare for his father's generation.

It was said that on that day, blood flowed like a river on the Holy Mountain, and a considerable part of the high levels of various churches under the Holy Hall was emptied.

This Saintess, seen by many churches as the worst existence in history and even vilified in various folk myths and legends, had become an unforgettable pain for the previous generation.

When he woke from the dream, a strange smile appeared on his face.

Was it a coincidence or intentional?

This was truly interesting! Mira Euphemia, did you foresee the fate of the Holy Briania back then?

"Fustier!"

Pope Mephiel shouted loudly.

A ghostly figure appeared before Pope Mephiel.

"Your Holiness."

"Just call me Sir, I've told you many times."

"Alright, Your Holiness."

"You are truly dull. By the way, what does the Yibel Federation think about our recent actions?"

"For now, the biggest reaction comes from that old lion of the Englands Duchy. He's been clamoring to crush the batch of Crusaders we sent out."

"Duke Lion Heart? He's a troublesome person."

Fustier hesitated for a moment, then softly inquired, "But although Duke Lion Heart is a Demigod, he might be troublesome to you, but he shouldn't be too hard to handle, right?

After all, you have that thing, even a Demigod would reconsider whether they could survive when facing you."

Fustier knew too well that this Pope's power was already top-tier Demigod level and that with additional formidable external forces, killing a Demigod might not be a big problem for him.

However, Pope Mephiel shook his head and said:

"We can't recklessly touch Duke Lion Heart... because he is a lock."

"A lock?"

"Who do you think is the most brutal among the members of the Yibel Federation who've survived since its establishment?"

"Duke Lion Heart, who has slaughtered enemy armies with a hundred victories? Or Duke Purple Thorn, who has massacred an entire nation's army at a whim?" Fustier hesitated and said.

Pope Mephiel shook his head, "No, you've got it wrong. The strongest one is also the most brutal!"

Fustier was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said:

"You mean Federation Governor Caesar, but he has an impeccable reputation within the Yibel Federation. Even we can't accuse him without cause."

"That's why I said you don't understand Caesar well enough." Pope Mephiel shook his head, "Duke Lion Heart is a lock, a lock on the war ambitions of a man named Kael.

Or you could say that because the control of war was partially handed to Duke Lion Heart, who had the best overall combat ability besides Caesar and possessed decent military strategies, it limited the sharpness of the Yibel Federation."

Fustier shook his head, "I only see a Yibel Federation bristling with thorns, eager to pierce us all."

"But at least we can still negotiate, instead of you all being dead."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Pope Mephiel said lightly, "In the early days of the Yibel Federation, if we had shown even a hint of wanting to enter their domain, within minutes, our Crusaders would have been slaughtered by him.

That guy wouldn't even consider negotiating; his only thought would be to advance, advance, relentlessly advance."

Pope Mephiel's tone was so assured that it made Fustier hesitate:

"So you hope to create a trust crisis in the Englands Duchy discreetly, thereby straining the relationship between the two temporarily.

Using Marquis Gransham, who defected to us, as a knife to repeatedly test the boundaries between the Yibel Federation and Englands Duchy?"

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"In the end, a battle between him and me is inevitable."

Pope Mephiel looked out the window and softly said, "I dislike slaughter, even more, I dislike destruction. But some people, relying on their slight power, disturb the order of the human realm and the pasture of the gods.

Whether Caesar wants ordinary people who lack talent to possess power or to touch that realm, I don't care. But before that happens, he must defeat me first; otherwise, everything is off the table.

Those who disturb the order of the gods will be punished, either by accepting it obediently or... I'll make him accept it by force."

Pope Mephiel's voice was as cold as January snow.

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