Zongman, start your journey to godhood by saving the heroine of anime

Victorica blushed slightly when she heard Bai Ye talk about the promise, but when she heard the second half of Bai Ye's sentence, her face turned completely red and her cheeks puffed up.

"Who would beg you with teary eyes and a cute expression?!"

"But... will you grant me one wish?"

The girl seemed to be deep in thought.

"I want that bastard Blois to experience the pain my mother went through. Is that possible?"

Upon hearing Victorica's wish, Bai Ye nodded without hesitation.

"This...is easy!"

It's just about feminizing her and then having several other nobles forcibly possess her. It's just that getting a grown man to have a child is a bit difficult.

However, after careful consideration, it seems that Bai Ye is not stumped.

Just grab any sow about to give birth, transfer the embryo inside her to Blois, and that's it.

Bai Ye gave herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.

"So..."

"Now it's time for our fun revenge segment."

......

at this time

The residence of the Duke of Blois.

This is a manor with a very large area.

The manor's exterior blends Gothic and Baroque architectural styles.

Spires, flying buttresses, and exquisite reliefs showcase the mystery and solemnity of Gothic style. Meanwhile, ornate decorations and exaggerated lines embody the luxury and extravagance of Baroque style.

The manor is surrounded by thick, high walls, suggesting that the owner intended to build a castle strong enough to withstand an army attack.

The small palace inside the manor, which only a king could possess, further demonstrates the immense desire and ambition of the manor's owner.

However, at this very moment

Duke Blois, the target of Bai Ye and Victorique's revenge, sat on the throne in this palace.

He was a middle-aged man with blond hair and a few wrinkles on his face. He wore a single-rimmed glasses with only one lens in his left eye, and although his hair was blond, it wasn't the brilliant gold of Victoria's; it was a pale yellow.

Even when sitting, the sinister corners of his mouth would occasionally curl up, making it clear to anyone who saw his face that this old man was no good.

This is what people commonly refer to as a villain's face!

At this moment, the Duke of Blois was sitting on his throne, gazing intently at the enormous cross in the distance.

His face showed excitement at witnessing something mysterious, but deep down he couldn't help feeling a bit apprehensive.

Because the mystery he had been searching for his whole life had truly come to him in the last two days.

This is something that Blois had been searching for ever since he first met the alchemist named Leviathan when he was young.

That is still countless levels higher than so-called alchemy, originating from the mystery of the gods.

But... why did this mystery specifically appear beside the gray wolf I had imprisoned?

This was something Duke Blois had been worrying about ever since he heard five days ago from his foolish son, Greven, that the Holy Son had descended but taken the Grey Wolf with him. After he himself investigated and confirmed that the matter was true, this was something that had been on Duke Blois's mind.

"That gray wolf was just a weapon I created in my spare time, something I could discard at any time!"

"Why is she favored by that holy son?!"

The Duke of Blois felt he had never been so jealous of anyone, especially someone he had always looked down on, someone he considered a tool of his own, someone who had the blood of a sinner flowing through his veins.

"No... The Holy Son would never bother me over a mere tool. The fact that he hasn't come looking for me after all these days is the best answer, isn't it?"

Although I've felt my health deteriorating lately, and I even need help walking, I know it's definitely due to overworking myself. It's because my body isn't up to par.

“I am a nobleman of Europe. Even at the height of the Church’s rule over Europe, the Pope would not dare to easily ignore a nobleman.”

The Duke of Blois propped himself up, repeating these words of self-comfort to himself countless times over the past two days.

"That's for sure. That holy son of mine is just treating that gray wolf as a toy. Once he gets tired of it in a couple of days, he'll definitely accept my invitation and support my plan. Together, we'll conquer this land of Europe!"

"Pfft!"

"Ha ha!"

"hehe!"

Three laughs, none of which belonged to any of Blois's men present, suddenly rang out in the palace.

The next moment, the holy son that Duke Blois had mentioned earlier appeared before the man, accompanied by two gray wolf "toys" that Blois had been talking about.

Along with the white night, hundreds of angels with pure white wings appeared.

The moment they arrived, they wiped out everyone in the entire manor except for Duke Blois with their spears of light.

The Liesete featured in this chapter, or rather, Lieselote, is the pure, innocent white nun, not the Liesete who has become a witch in the original work. She hasn't experienced any of the events from the original story yet, as she's been rescued by the male protagonist.

Chapter Sixty: The End of the Duke of Blois

"Grey Wolf! And... Cordelia!"

"How...did you get into my palace?!"

The man before the throne was utterly shocked. He never expected that what he had been worried about would happen in the next instant.

Cordelia gave this a mocking look.

"Isn't it obvious? The reason we're here is because of the Holy Son's merits that you've been talking about."

"impossible!"

The Duke of Blois didn't believe it at all.

"I am the true nobleman of Western Europe, and the blood of the noble Onsa people flows in my veins!"

“I am God’s chosen people. How could the Son of God abandon me and choose you two filthy offspring of gray wolves!”

"But the fact is, the Holy Son chose me, a descendant of the gray wolf! And..."

Cordelia glanced at Bai Ye, who was silently watching from behind.

"The Holy Son can now be considered the son-in-law of our Gray Wolf clan!"

"impossible!"

The Duke of Blois found it utterly ridiculous.

"The holy son in myths and legends is a being without desires or wants. How could he possibly change for a gray wolf? Don't even think about fooling me with a mere, hateful gray wolf."

Seeing that Duke Blois was still deceiving himself, Bai Ye immediately shattered his illusions with a single sentence.

"Hey! Your name is Albert de Blois, right?"

Have you been experiencing symptoms like kidney deficiency these past few days, such as needing assistance to walk?

Bai Ye said this with a mocking expression.

"That's the cursed little package that the Holy Son you mentioned carefully prepared for you."

"what!"

Duke Blois was horrified to hear that he was cursed.

However, after seeing Bai Ye's appearance clearly, and that magnificent golden Saint Cloth,

He hesitated for only a moment

He surprisingly withdrew the vulnerable expression he had shown when confronting Cordelia. Instead, he adopted a serious demeanor as he faced Bai Ye.

"You are the Holy Son mentioned in Grevin's report?"

Bai Ye nodded.

"That's right!"

Seeing the old man's sudden change of expression, Bai Ye found it rather amusing.

He recalled what he had told Victorica before: to make him see what he cared about most being trampled on, and that his greatest ambitions would never be realized.

Bai Ye suddenly revealed a pleased expression and began to feign politeness with Blois.

Upon hearing Bai Ye's admission, the Duke of Blois touched his monocle, his narrowed eyes suddenly relaxing. He then adopted a remarkably devout expression.

"I don't know why you have an Eastern face with black hair and golden eyes." (Note: After becoming a Holy Child, your pupils will turn golden.)

"But..."

"You, who can summon that enormous cross outside and countless legions of angels in the heavens, are undoubtedly the true Son of God!"

The moment the words were spoken.

This little old man actually made a ridiculous gesture as if he acknowledged the old man's status as a holy son.

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, we can rule this land of Europe together in just a few days!"

As she spoke, she extended both hands to Bai Ye.

"Imagine this: you will be the ruler of Heaven, and I will be your representative on Earth. Together..."

"and many more!"

I couldn't stand the old man's rambling anymore; it was the familiar classic PUA rhetoric.

Good grief, even after transmigrating to this world, I still encounter people making empty promises to me, huh?

As expected of an old feudal aristocrat in Europe, their ability to make empty promises was in no way inferior to that of capitalists in later generations.

but...

Since you dare to make such empty promises to me, then don't blame me for using words to disgust you. Bai Ye emphasized this with a serious tone.

"I just said I cast a curse on your body! You're the culprit behind all these days of kidney deficiency, stagnation, and hemiplegia!"

Upon hearing about the curse he was being told again, Albert's lips twitched as he recalled the unpleasant experience of needing help even to urinate these past two days.

However, when he thought about his future ambitions, he gritted his teeth and pretended to be nonchalant.

"It's alright, that must be the Holy Son's test for the devout believer! As long as you abandon these two gray wolves and join forces with me..."

"Snapped!"

A clap of applause interrupted Duke Blois's grandiose promises once again.

A serious expression appeared on his handsome face.

"This isn't a test... I truly wish to curse you!"

Holy crap! Can we please stop talking about the curse?

This was the third time Duke Blois had heard Bai Ye curse him. He was furious. He was discussing matters of state with Bai Ye, and this holy son kept spouting curses.

Despite his anger, the Duke of Blois eventually suppressed it.

She forced another smile.

"Um... Your Highness, I don't really care about the curse at all. What we need to talk about now is unifying the entire world. As long as you give me your angels..."

"I'm talking to you!"

Blois's plan was interrupted by Bai Ye for the third time. Despite Albert de Blois's years of cultivating personal shrewdness and aristocratic etiquette, Bai Ye made him want to swear.

But Bai Ye didn't care whether he was angry or not; he just smiled insincerely and directly exposed his empty promises.

"I've been listening for a while now, and to put it bluntly, you just want to use my angel legion to conquer the world!"

"But..."

"Why should I cooperate with you? According to you, I could lead an army of angels and conquer Europe all by myself, couldn't I?"

Upon hearing this, the Duke of Blois immediately became anxious.

No, this Holy Son is completely different from the group of nobles I work with who get so excited after I use a few words of manipulation on them.

After racking my brains for a long time, I finally came up with a reason.

"But you are the Holy Son, and you will eventually return to heaven! You definitely need a representative on earth!"