The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix's Novels Also Desires Happiness

Chapter 940: 132. Requisition



“hisisverydangerous.”

“know.”

“nceyou’rediscovered,youcouldevenbeheldaccountablebythosefanaticsfromtheJudgmentemple.”

“know.”

“hosepeoplearen’tjustfanatical.hey’reruthlesstypeswholikeflayingpeoplealiveandeatingthemwhole.hefactthattheoddessallowsthemtoexistinthisworldatallisentirelythegreatestmercyshehasevershown.”

“know.”

“SoonceyoufallintothehandsofthelunaticsfromtheJudgmentemple,theconsequenceswillbeworsethandeath!”

“know.Don’tworry.’mnotscared.”

“But’mfuckingscared!”

BishopKoreworeamiserableoldfaceashebeathischestandstampedhisfeet.

“’mscared...Doyouknowwhatpaidtogetthisposition?hadnotalentandnobackground.finallymanagedtoclingtosomeonepowerfulandbecomeabishop,finallymanagedtositsecurelyovermyownlittleterritory,andmyasshasn’tevenwarmedtheseatyet,andnow...

“Yes,know’vemadewhoknowshowmanymistakes.hosemistakesneedtobepaidforandwashedclean.Butyoucan’twashmethishard!hisisn’twashinganymore.hisisscrapingmewithasteel-wireball!WhatkindofpeopleareintheJudgmentemple?unatics!Perverts!Sadists!ftheycatchme,’llneverberebornforalleternity!”

“Allright,allright.”

Muensetdownhisteacupandsoothedhimhelplessly.

“t’snotasexaggeratedasyoumakeitsound.’vemettheJudgmentArchbishoponce,moreorless.She’ssobeautiful.owcouldshepossiblybeanythinglikewhatyou’redescribing?Besides,’monlyaskingyoutodomeasmallfavor.tisn’tasthough’mdirectlyhandingyouovertotheJudgmentemple.Whatareyougettingsoworkedupfor?”

“elpinganoutsiderforgeanidentity,infiltratetheChurch’sinterior,andthenlettinghimdowhoknowswhatterriblethingsinside—howisthatanydifferentfromdirectlyhandingmeovertotheJudgmentemple?”

BishopKorebristled.“won’tdoit.absolutelywon’t!,BishopKore,mayswindlepeople,takebribes,lovemoney,andhavenoconscience,butstillhavethemostbasicbottomline.amloyalanddevotedtotheChurch.willabsolutelyneverbetraytheoddess!”

“h?”

Muenliftedhisbrowslightlyandglancedatthenunbesidehim.“Areyousure?”

henunsilentlysteppedforward.Shesaidnothing,merelyopenedthesurgicaltoolcaseagaininfrontofBishopKore.

“...Urgh.”

hesurgicalinstrumentsinsidehadclearlybeencarefullypolishedandrefurbished.heynolongerlookedasfrighteningasbefore,butBishopKoreimmediatelyhadcertainratherunpleasantmemoriesdredgedupbythesightofthatexquisitesetoftools.isfaceinstantlyturneddeathlypale,andhebentover,clutchinghisabdomenasheretchednonstop.

“Cough,cough...akeitaway.urryandtakethatthingaway...”

“sitthatbad?”

MuenwasrathersurprisedbyBishopKore’sunexpectedlyextremereaction.“haven’teventoldhertodoanythingyet.”

“o,shehasn’t...Butthiscrazywomangotaddicted.verynight,shesitstheresharpeningsurgicalknives....-can’tevenseethatthingnow.Justhearingthesoundofabladebeingsharpenedmakesmywholebodytremble...”

“...sthatso?”

Muenraisedhisheadtolookatthenunanddiscoveredthat,justasBishopKorehadsaid,whensheheldthesurgicalknife,hercheekswereclearlyflushedwithanabnormalexcitement.

tseemedhereallyhadaccidentallymadeherunlocksomeratherunfortunatehobby...

“wouldliketohelpyou,butwhenyouwon’tevenfulfillmyrequest,howamsupposedtolistentoyou?”

Muenspreadhishandshelplessly.henunbesidehimwasalsoextremelysensible.erbreathinggrewheavierandheavierasshestaredstraightatBishopKorelikeshewasstaringatprey,approachinghimstepbystep...

Seeingthenunandthesurgicalknifeinherhanddrawnearagain—thesamenunwhohadoncebroughthimanexperienceasagonizingashell—BishopKore’sfacegrewpalerandmoretwisted.isfivefingersdugfiercelyintohisabdomen.Clearly,bothmentallyandphysically,hewasbearingtremendouspain.

ivein...

iveinanditwillbeeasy...

BishopKore’stwistedfacegraduallyreturnedtonormal,andthehandgrippinghisabdomenslowlyrelaxedaswell.

ButjustasMuenthoughthewasabouttochoosesubmission,BishopKoresuddenlyrallied.egrittedhisteethhardandforcedhisvoiceoutthroughthegaps.

“o...o!absolutelycannotbetraytheChurch!Andabsolutelywillnotbetraytheoddess!ever!”

BishopKore’sagedfacewasnolongertwisted,butitwastwitching,andhisvoicewasalmosttearful.

“am...amtheoddess’sfaithfulbeliever...owcouldbetrayher?”

“...earingsomethinglikethatfromyourmouthreallyisunexpected.”

Muenwasevenmoresurprised.ecarefullystudiedBishopKore’sdisheveledoldface.“Youdidallthosethings,yetyoustilldarecallyourselfafaithfulbeliever?”

“S-sowhat?Doingbadthingsandbeingloyal...don’tconflict.”

BishopKoretightlyclenchedtheholycrosspendant.“wasanorphantakeninbytheChurchtoo.grewupbeneaththeoddess’sradiancetoo.reveretheoddess.venthestatuemadefortheoddesswaspuregold.Askingmetobetrayherisimpossible.Absolutelyimpossible...”

“Reallyno?”

“Absolutelyno!”

“otevenifyoudie?”

“otevenifdie!”

“Allright,then.nthatcase...”

Muen’sfacewasexpressionless.Atthesignalinhiseyes,thenunfinallyarrivedatBishopKore’sside,tightenedhergriparoundthesurgicalknife,andlittlebylittle...

Sensingdeathandpainapproaching,BishopKorestillshowednointentionofyielding.houghhisentirebodywastremblingfromfearandsweathadalreadysoakedhispriestlyrobe,hecontinuedprayingtotheoddess.

oddess,,Kore,reallyamagreedylittleman.Abaseandshamelesscriminal...Butifitisyou,thenyoucanstilldoasyoudidbeforeandsprinkledownalittlewarmthforme,right?

“Youpassed.”

Justalittlewarmth,and...

“uh?”

Wait.

“Whatdoyoumean,passed?”

BishopKoreopenedhiseyesinshock,onlytodiscoverthatthesurgicalknifehadnotpiercedhisfleshagain.thadmerelybrushedacrosshisskin.

Sogentlyithadnotlefteventheslightestcut.

“meanitliterally.ext,✧оvеight✧(riginalsource)don’twantsomeonewhowilleasilybetrayandsubmithelpingme,evenif...”

“venif?”

“Forgetit.hathasnothingtodowithyou.”

Muencasuallywavedahand.henunsensiblyclosedthetoolcaseandsilentlyretreatedbehindBishopKoreagain.

“his...”

Seeingthecrisispass,BishopKorefroze.“Y-youreallyaren’tcontinuing?”

“Sinceevenatthispointyourefusedtosubmit,thereprobablywouldn’tbeanymeaningincontinuing,”Muensaidwithashrug.

“-isthatso?”

BishopKoreletoutabreath,hiswholebodynearlygoinglimp.“Youscaredmetodeath.thoughtyoureallyweregoingtousethosecruelmethodsfrombeforetoforcemeintohelpingyoudosomethingagainstmyconscience.”

“o.Asforhelpingme,youstillabsolutelyhavetodothat,”Muensaidmeaningfully.“Youcan’tescapeit.”

“?”

BishopKoreshudderedagain.“You—no,wait.Doyouperhapshavesomeother,evencruelermethod?”

“don’thaveanyevencruelermethod.owever...”

MuenflickedhisfingerandtossedaletterintoBishopKore’shands.

“dohavearequisitionorderpersonallysignedbytheJudgmentArchbishop.KoreSeville,youhavenowbeentemporarilyrequisitionedbyme,bypassingSaintBlancfazesiyaCathedral.”

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