I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 8

“You don’t have to be awkward. Come on in.”

“I came here because I heard that Your Holiness wants to start teaching today. Isn’t it a nuisance?”

“It can’t be. Being in charge of Sister Haniel’s education would make me the happiest in the temple.”

The Pope responded, pouring tea into a cup in the middle of the room. He beckoned me to come closer. I followed.

As he spoke in a whisper, I swallowed and watched him pour. It was tea mixed with aphrodisiacs. If you drink that, you will surrender yourself and completely obey the Pope’s words.

“First let’s relax by drinking tea. I heard it’s good tea, so it’s an honor to treat you, Sister Haniel.”

He whispered kindly to me, pouring another tea into his cup.

I knew it was tea with aphrodisiacs, but what if the Pope drank it?

I looked carefully at the same color of tea with a sudden surge of curiosity. I don’t think he’ll notice if I change it.

“Sister Haniel?”

“Thank you, Your Holiness, but I have a question…”

“Yes, you may ask me anything.”

I didn’t sit down straight away, but moved next to the Pope and secretly moved my hand. Pointing elsewhere, I asked the Pope who had painted the picture I wasn’t interested in.

The Pope answered with a smile and led me back to the table.

“Thank you, I’ll enjoy the drink.”

“Yes.”

I brought the replaced tea to my lips and the Pope drank as well. As soon as he took a sip, his expression changed in an instant.

When I drank the tea, a great deal of excitement dominated my body. I felt itchy between my legs that I couldn’t stand it and just wanted to listen to whatever the person in front of me was saying.

Will the Pope do the same?

“…Sister Haniel.”

He groaned. Having swallowed the tea, he sighed heavily as he touched his well-groomed brow.

“You changed the cup. Why did you do that?”

“Ah, that’s… because I liked the tea Your Holiness gave me… I’m fine with just normal tea. This one is so delicious.”

“Is that so…”

I smiled at the Pope as I held my tea cup to the Pope, who spoke in a calm voice. I did it with pure intentions. He only clenched his fist hard and didn’t say anything else.

‘Oh, it must be working.’

I could see his pale skin burn red through his collar and up to his neck. The Pope’s earlobes began to turn red as his breath became rough. But he spoke calmly to me.

“Just a moment… please wait a moment.”

The Pope said so and walked toward the door. The paladins guarding the front of the office bowed to the Pope. The Pope then ordered them.

“Leave. From now on, make sure no one enters the office during Sister Haniel’s training. If there’s anything urgent, send it to Ardal.”

“Yes, I understand, Your Holiness.”

As soon as the Pope said his orders, the paladins lined up and left. Only after they were completely out of the office garden did the Pope come back inside.

Desire glistened in his golden eyes. I hadn’t noticed it before, but I could see his center standing upright, piercing through.

The Pope approached me nonchalantly with his eyes full of desire. If I hadn’t confirmed that he had an erection, I would’ve assumed it was normal.

“It’s training time, Sister Haniel.”

I smiled softly as his lust-filled voice indicated the actual start of the game.

“If Your Holiness instructs me, I will do my best.”

As I spoke enthusiastically, the Pipe took off his ceremonial gloves one by one and approached me. His outermost long, decorative cloak fell to the floor, revealing his broad shoulders. Eyes glistened with list but he still behaved leisurely.

“I will now teach… what Sister Haniel has to do from now on.”

“Huh?”

“Everything is for the sake of the Holy Land.”

The Pope came close and pushed my shoulder with a soft touch. A hand pressed my shoulder and I fell onto the sofa. The torch that filled the room lit up the Pope’s beautiful face.

His golden, flowy hair rustled. Maintaining a pure expression, he untied the hem of my clothes without warning.

“Y-Your Holiness! Wait!”

I already knew that I was drugged and brainwashed for training, but I pretended to be surprised and held his hand. The long robe I wore for the sainthood proclamation ceremony easily folded in his hand. He laughed softly at my resistance.

“Don’t be surprised. You don’t have to be afraid.”

“Your Holiness…”

The Pope smiled rather sharply and lowered his face slowly. His lips gently touched mine. After a soothing kiss, he quickly moved his hand.

Just like last round, his hands were too fast. Why would the Pope do this? He’s so good at undressing.

There’s nothing dumber than to be puzzled over a game character, but I secretly admired his quick hands and body movements. While I was admiring it, all my clothes had come off before I knew it and laid limp on the sofa like wet laundry.

I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, so my bare chest was exposed. I quickly put my hands together and covered my chest.

“Because you’re going to become a saint, you should feel pleasure. You have to do this on your own so you can bring back the pagans of the Empire to the Holy Land.”

The Pope babbled softly. It was a different feeling from when I took the aphrodisiac and listened. In the last round, I thought he was right but since I listened without taking the aphrodisiac, I was able to accept what he said with a clear mind.

I shook my head at his words. The keyword to attack the Pope was love.

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