I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 710 If you had told me you were a Saint, I would have given it to you! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

"Saint Saint Realm?! And at its peak?!" Olga was instantly dumbfounded, her beautiful eyes widening and her red lips slightly parted, enough to fit an egg.

Saint Realm! That's a legendary powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the continent! Countless realms higher than her!

He had actually been challenging a peak Saint Realm expert and even dared to dream of defeating him?
After the initial shock, a sense of absurdity and a secret sense of honor welled up inside me.

She couldn't help but lightly punch Li Chen with her small fist, complaining with a hint of coquettishness, "You, you should have said you were a Saint Realm expert earlier! If you had said so earlier, I would have given in to you long ago! Why did you have to torment me these past few days, making me suffer so much?"

Her voice grew softer and softer, carrying a hint of coquettishness that she herself was unaware of.

That expression seemed to say: If you had told me you were a Saint, I would have given it to you. Why did you have to do it?
Looking back on the past few days, from the initial anger, humiliation, and resentment, to the helplessness and despair after repeated failed resistance, and then to the body reacting uncontrollably to the other party's domineering methods.

Until finally, exhausted both physically and mentally, they couldn't even muster the thought of resistance. Instead, they felt a strange sense of security and belonging amidst the opponent's powerful aura and methods.

Her inner world has undergone a complete transformation.

That laughable sense of family dignity and personal arrogance appears so pale and powerless in the face of absolute power disparity and continuous physiological conquest.

At this moment, nestled in the arms of this powerful and awe-inspiring man, she no longer felt fear, but a strange peace and attachment, as if she had found her final refuge.

After resting for a while, Olga curled up in Li Chen's arms, feeling the reassuring and powerful aura. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked up at Li Chen with a mixture of curiosity and confusion and asked:
"With your peak Saint Realm strength, how could you possibly come to a small place like Maple Leaf Territory, disguised as a refugee? You certainly can't be a real refugee, can you?"

Looking at the petite and beautiful woman in his arms, whom he had just completely conquered, Li Chen felt there was no need to continue acting.

He gently stroked Olga's soft silver hair, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "I am no ordinary wizard, but the ancestral wizard of the North."

He paused, looking at Olga's beautiful eyes widen in surprise, and continued in a tone that both revealed his status and was not too distant: "I have come here not for sightseeing, but to truly integrate myself into the ranks of the refugees, to personally experience their suffering, and to understand their most genuine needs. Only in this way can I know how to truly help them and give them the protection and guidance they need most."

Li Chen's words were nine parts truth and one part guidance, and were spoken extremely skillfully.

This not only demonstrated his noble status and powerful strength, but also highlighted a benevolent attitude of "having the world in mind" and "being considerate of the people's feelings," which precisely touched Olga's kind and gentle heart.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Olga's delicate body trembled violently, and her beautiful eyes flashed with disbelief, shock, and realization. She exclaimed in surprise, "Ah?! You are the same sovereign who descended upon the North, causing extraordinary phenomena in the heavens and earth, and whom even the emperor had to respect?!"

She had long heard of the name of the Witch Ancestor, but she never expected that this legendary being was actually the powerful man who had been "bullying" her for several days!

Moreover, the ancestor of witches was so approachable that he was willing to disguise his identity and venture into this filthy and chaotic place in order to show compassion for the refugees!

At that moment, Li Chen's image in her mind instantly became more towering and mysterious, shrouded in a radiant glow of "benevolence." The slight resentment and bitterness she initially felt from being forcibly conquered were quickly replaced by admiration and curiosity for this "great man." Her favorability rating skyrocketed!

Her eyes practically sparkled, and her tone became incredibly respectful, even pious: "Great Ancestor Witch! You are so kind! I never imagined that you, as the Ancestor Witch, would care so much about the lives of these lowly refugees. Is there anything I can do to help you? I will do my best as long as it is within my power!"

She couldn't wait to do something for this "benevolent" ancestor, as if it were an honor.

He had completely forgotten how Li Chen had bullied her during that time; now his mind was filled with nothing but admiration.

Looking at Olga's eyes, which were full of admiration and longing, Li Chen smiled slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.

Isn't this kind-hearted woman, who has a certain level of goodwill among the refugees and is extremely attractive in appearance and figure, an excellent pawn to spread faith and expand influence among the lower classes?

She was born to play the role of a compassionate "saint" who guides lost sheep.

So he spoke naturally, his tone carrying a grand and compassionate quality, as if guiding all living beings: "It is good that you have this heart. I observe that these refugees, having left their homes and going hungry, certainly need material relief, but their eyes are empty, their hearts are wandering and helpless, and what they lack even more is spiritual sustenance and the guidance of faith."

He gently lifted Olga's chin, gazed into her eyes, and his voice seemed to possess a certain magic:

"Amidst the flames of war and the changing of dynasties, they lost their homes and, seemingly, their souls' refuge. The way of the shamans, which reveres nature and protects all living beings, offers not only hope for survival but also peace of mind."

"Our ancestor wishes to bestow blessings and spread teachings throughout this land, so that these lost sheep may find spiritual solace and understand that even in chaotic times, the spirits of nature and the light of the ancestral shaman will protect them on their journey."

He painted a beautiful picture, the core idea of ​​which was: the refugees are suffering too much, in addition to food, they also need to be given faith, and I, the Witch Ancestor, am here to do this.

Olga was deeply moved; she felt that what the shaman had said made perfect sense!

When she distributed porridge herself, she often felt powerless, only able to solve their temporary hunger, but unable to soothe the confusion and despair in their eyes.

If they could have the faith in the ancestral shaman as a guide, these refugees might truly be able to find direction in life and inner peace again!
"Lord Wuzu! You've spoken so well!" Olga excitedly grabbed Li Chen's arm. "I'm willing to help you! I'm willing to spread your mercy and teachings to the refugees! I believe that under your radiant light, they will surely be able to escape suffering and be reborn!"

She volunteered almost without hesitation to act as the ancestor's spokesperson and propagator of faith in Maple Leaf Territory.

Li Chen nodded in satisfaction; this was exactly the effect he wanted.

He then put his arm around Olga's slender waist and began to discuss with her in detail how to implement the matter.

(End of this chapter)