Just an enemy, don't kneel down and confess your feelings in front of me

"Heh, Iris, the Pope's student, keeps fawning over me, always acting like she admires me, trying to win my favor."

"This matter must have been arranged by the Pope."

The Pope's little thoughts were too simple, and both Ryan and Ivester could see through them at a glance.

So, she is openly trying to steal my girlfriend?

Ivester frowned slightly, and her expression became even colder.

This is the only thing she can't tolerate!

"So, what about you?"

Ivester grabbed Ryan's hand, and said in a domineering manner, as if a little nervous.

"You must not pay attention to what they say, nor join the Vatican."

"Anyway...I won't allow it!"

No matter how you look at it, she looks like she's worried that her brother might be kidnapped.

Ryan couldn't help but roll his eyes at this look.

"Sister, why are you so nervous and doing this? What do you think of me?"

"I'm not the kind of fool who would be easily deceived and betray my sister!"

Hear this.

Ivester breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person became relaxed.

"Of course I believe you, I just want to remind you."

Duplicity!

Ryan was too lazy to expose his sister and changed the subject naturally.

"This campaign against the Tyrannical Cult can be said to have been a complete victory."

"This move not only eliminated potential hidden dangers, but also improved my sister's reputation to a certain extent."

"But this increase in reputation is still not enough!"

Frowning slightly, Ryan said in a deep voice,

"My sister is still completely at a disadvantage when she fights against that Glowing Pope."

"So, if she wasn't concerned about her status and gains and losses, you wouldn't have any chance of winning against her, sister."

"After all, this isn't just a simple battle. Besides strength, other factors are also important."

Ryan's words made the proud queen subconsciously want to refute.

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

She knew that what her brother said was right and it was what she needed now.

"so what should I do?"

Ivester frowned slightly and asked.

Ryan was silent for a moment with a thoughtful look in his eyes before continuing,

"Although the situation is not good, the good thing is that the Pope wants a complete Holy Alliance."

"In this case, she has to follow the procedure."

Most rotations of queens are voluntary, but if both parties are willing to govern, they will be arbitrated by the Holy Tree.

The standard of arbitration is a weighing of factors such as political achievements, personal connections, financial resources, etc.

This is Ivester's chance!

As long as Ivester's political achievements, connections, and financial resources surpass that of the Pope before the rotation, it will be enough.

"So, sister, you must not be as arrogant as before and not bother to explain!"

Ryan took Ivester's hand and said seriously,

"When it comes to things like political achievements and connections, it's not just about doing it and making connections."

"You have to let them know what you have done and how much sincerity you have put into interacting with them."

"You have to make them willing to be your vassal!"

In addition, Ivester has an inherent disadvantage.

As we all know, villains have no charisma. Ivester is naturally not like Iris, who can attract countless bigwigs to surrender with just a flick of her body...

The situation seems to be getting worse.

What Ryan has to do is to transform his unpopular sister into a truly beloved queen during this period!

"In order to achieve my goal in a short period of time, I plan to establish a dedicated operating organization centered around your image."

The publicity and public relations department of the magical world!

Ryan explained his idea to Ivester in great detail, and emphasized its importance and role.

But Ivester was reluctant.

"Let's not talk about my deeds, image promotion and other activities here."

"Let's just talk about your so-called charitable donation..."

After hesitating for a moment, Ivester said helplessly,

"This expense is really a bit too much."

"A little money is nothing."

Ryan waved his hand indifferently, then patted his chest, looking rich and powerful.

"Leave all this to me."

"Don't worry, sister. I will do my best to support you."

"Sister, from now on, just rely on my money."

Ryan's attitude seems to indicate that he wants to support the queen.

But just as he finished speaking, Ivester slapped Ryan on the head.

“No waste!”

Ivester glared at Ryan and frowned slightly.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but I just think this seems unnecessary."

For this lone wolf queen, the problem Ryan mentioned seemed easy to solve.

"Anyway, all I have to do is do good things. It's very simple."

But she had just finished speaking.

Ryan slapped his disobedient sister and taught her a lesson.

Feeling the touch of her brother's teaching on her thigh, Ivester was completely stunned. After a while, she looked at Ryan.

"You...you dare to hit your sister!?"

"If I don't beat you, God knows when you'll wake up!"

Ryan glared at Ivester, his momentum not weakening at all.

"You probably haven't realized the seriousness of the problem yet?"

"This matter affects not only you personally, but also my August family and even the future of all the people!"

"So, no matter what you think, there is no room for your willfulness in this matter!"

"I, I'm not..."

Ivester was stunned again, then spoke subconsciously, but her attitude seemed a little unconfident.

There is no doubt that the proud queen, like a flower on the high mountain, was intimidated by her younger brother.

She carefully looked up at Ryan, then said timidly,

"I, I'm not like that, I just..."

But Ryan didn't give her a chance to argue.

Leaning closer to Ivester again, Ryan whispered,

"Sister, you don't want your beloved brother to become a piece of fat meat coveted by a bad woman because of your loss of power, right?"

"Of course not!"

"Then sister will be obedient!"

"But…"

After hesitating for a moment, Ivester asked,

"But, is what you said useful?"

"Since sister doesn't believe it, how about we make a bet?"

Ryan suggested with a smile,

"Give me seven days, seven days only, and I will show you the changes."

"If you win, I will naturally listen to you, but if you lose, you have to fulfill one of my wishes."

this moment.

Ivester clearly felt Ryan's gaze, and curled up her beautiful legs uncomfortably.

This special hobby of my younger brother is really a headache.

It seems that I need to find an opportunity to correct it.

Otherwise, he will only become more and more presumptuous!

But faintly, she only felt a slight heat on the soles of her feet.

...

A hundred miles away from the holy city.

In the base of the Tyrannical Cult, most of which were destroyed.

In the bloody and terrifying building that looked like a mausoleum, a young nobleman stood on a sea of ​​blood with a cold and indifferent expression, as if he had no emotions at all.

The place was already littered with corpses, and a vast and turbulent sea of ​​blood kept rolling, bringing with it a strong bloody smell that drifted in the air. Even the air seemed to be dyed scarlet, which was disgusting.

On the walls surrounding the sea of ​​blood, there are murals painted, depicting a demon god descending from the sky and bringing brutality and slaughter to the world.

There is no doubt that this is a place like hell. Any normal person who is in it will be scared to the point of losing his legs and losing his mind.

Chapter 22: My Wife is Coerced by the Evil Little Devil, I Just Want to Make Progress Too Much (Part 3)

But this young nobleman was calm and composed, and seemed to have adapted very well to the environment here.

"Ho...ho ho..."

The breath was squeezed out of his trachea. The last bishop of the Tyrannical Order was pinched by the neck by the young man and lifted in the air. His eyes were full of fear of death and his body was struggling constantly, but to no avail.

In an instant.

The last bishop was completely refined, his body quickly shriveled up, and finally turned into a mummy. He was thrown into a sea of ​​blood by the young man and disappeared without a trace.

The young man stretched his body, his eyes had turned red, and a trace of bloody cruelty appeared on his face.

A thick blood mist emerged from around him, and the noble young man's aura became cold and violent.

As his thoughts changed, the sea of ​​blood began to churn and swirl around the young man, making him appear extremely violent.

Raising his hand, the young man saw a brand on the back of his hand flashing continuously, as if echoing with another brand in the distance.

Looking up in the direction of the Holy City, the young man slowly uttered a few words.

"Lian Augustus..."

"Father God, your most loyal child will slay your enemies and take the sacrifice for you."