Translator: The Light
Editor: Entelechy
In âMostonâ Hotel, all the members of Light Church who had gathered to dine were drunk from drinking too much fruit wine. Clyde couldnât take away so many people, so he could only leave them in âMostonâ Hotel at Paladin Luolanâs suggestion.
As a five-star hotel, âMostonâ Hostel didnât lack for rooms. Although that wicked Bloodkin Lolita Lucifer had repeatedly expressed that she didnât have any plans, Clyde was not at ease with her because he feared that she would take advantage of them while they slept to carry out a hunt of hers. At that time, it wouldnât be easy to explain it away. In fact, Lucifer had made a slip of tongue before, revealing that she had already hunted many beauties from the palace of Steinbeck Fief.
Paladin Luolan generously used her name to open rooms in âMostonâ Hotel for these members of Light Church to rest. As for the rent, she wrote it off; Clyde didnât need to pay out of his own pocket. After going to the service desk of âMostonâ Hotel and paying the rental fee, she left. As the commander of Adrian Empireâs Imperial Knight Regiment, she had a lot of work and couldnât help him more than this.
However, no one knew whether Luolan had intentionally done it, but the room she had chosen was unexpectedly dedicated to lovers. When Clyde saw the roomâs ambiguous pink hue, he rejoiced that he had not placed down his name when renting this place; otherwise, it certainly would have been hard to explain it when the priestesses woke up. Because all the members of Light Church were drunk, Clyde had to carry them into the room and find suitable places to let them rest. With four saintesses as well as about a dozen nuns and priestesses from Light Churchâs secret envoy squad, Clyde had to go back and forth several times.
Fortunately, Clyde was a Great Old One. He was not tired even after carrying these women for so long. It just felt somewhat strange. As an Evil God, the indescribable out of sorts feeling of carrying Light Churchâs saintesses and other high-ranking members without any devious actions was quite serious. He wanted to ignore this feeling but was unable to completely do so. Naturally, he happily received some benefits. After all, when carrying a girl, there was no way to avoid skin contact. Moreover, these female believers of Light Church, from saintesses to priestesses and nuns, after drinking sweet fruit wine seemed to like opening their lapels. Since their top knots were opened, Clyde could easily see through their robes, revealing their undergarments.
The undergarments of these female believers of Light Church greatly differed from their conservative outward attire. It was like night and day. Without exception, all wore bold and sexy appealing undergarments. Generally, nuns wore white transparent clothes, and priestesses wore black lace openwork series. Clyde didnât shy away. In any case, they were all asleep. It was very unlikely for them to notice his peeping actions. Moreover, the members of this special envoy squad of Light Church were all priestesses and nuns who had participated in the investigation of the Needham Plains together with âRadiant Saintessâ Suhiya.
On that night during the investigation of the Needham Plains, Clyde had seen their bare bodies. Now, he was just looking at undergarments, so Clyde felt that this was rather proper. If these nuns and priestesses had chosen bold and open undergarments, the saintesses were even bolder. âPunishment Saintessâ Tiffany had a purple openwork lace style, âLight Saintessâ Maria had a golden openwork lace style, and âRadiant Saintessâ Suhiya had a silvery openwork lace style, all made with silk. Didnât they fear people robbing their wealth and beauty? For instance, the person in front of them had many strange and bold thoughts in his heart.
The most explosive one was âIce Saintessâ Shirley. Her undergarments were ice-blue and entirely transparent, which basically was the same as not wearing anything. Although the other female believers of Light Church wore openwork lace, they were no match for Shirleyâs boldness. Her undergarments were a lot bolder than her three seniorsâ. Wearing such an explosive undergarment coupled with her innocent expression, she tempted people to commit crimes even more than Suhiya and the others.
âBig Brother Clyde, if you want to see it that much. Let me help you!â
âLucifer, are you thinking of something bad again? Wait... you, this is...!â
âOf course, this is to help them. Isnât it uncomfortable to sleep in outerwear? Since there are no spare pajamas here, I think that wearing nothing is the best choice! No need to worry. If they wake up, just say I did it.â
âWait, sister Lucifer, you... At least leave that last piece of cloth!â
Lucifer seemed to clearly understand Clydeâs latent dark thoughts. If it were not for Clydeâs request, she might have truly stripped these big sisters of Light Church completely naked. With her proficient skill, in the blink of an eye, their clothes were taken off, leaving them only in their thin, appealing undergarments. Because they were drunk, they had ruddy complexions, which inexplicably increased their temptation.
Suhiya, Tiffany, Maria and Shirley, these four saintesses were laid out on the big bed located at the center of this luxurious room. As for the other nuns and priestesses of Light Church, they were placed on sofas, recliners, and so on. Clyde and Lucifer stayed in the living room and watched. During the visit of Light Churchâs secret envoy squad to Steinbeck Fief, Clyde had to guarantee their safety; otherwise, if something unexpected happened, Steinbeck Fief wouldnât be able to explain it.
âBig Brother Clyde, you can go back! You can leave this place to me; I wonât sleep.â
âSister Lucifer, wipe your saliva first before speaking! Donât even think about it. I forbid you to put your hands to them, at least... not now.â
Clyde was worried that Lucifer would start her hunt while he was not here. Therefore, he could only stay here in âMostonâ Hotel and guard against Lucifer. Now, it was already night. Originally, Stanley City had been a large city with a population of several hundred thousand people. The current population of several ten thousand was nothing. Thus, after nightfall, the city became much quieter as some blocks completely emptied out; the bustling of the day stilled as people returned to their homes to rest.
Clyde and Lucifer didnât need to sleep because they were not human. Instead, they sat and casually chatted. Looking at the state of Light Churchâs members, they would probably remain asleep until the morning. Although they couldnât truly put their hands on them, being able to enjoy this scenery was not bad. Thinking about the prices of these saintesses in that black trading list Bishop Nichols had shown him, Clyde felt that he was reaping a blood profit. If he wanted, he could capture them, and Light Church would suffer an even bigger loss.
âBig Brother Clyde, there are some guests. It truly isnât peaceful! Although I asked Big Sister Natalie and Saras to set up a City Guard Regiment, they are still shorthanded. All the people that could hold weapons were prioritized for recruitment to the fiefâs army. There are too few people in the guard regiment, insufficient for even guarding the city gates.â
âWhatâs wrong. Are there bandits?â
âNo, itâs more interesting than that.â
A small blood bat stopped on Luciferâs right shoulder and used the Bloodkin language to whisper with its master, reporting an important situation. Clyde didnât know the Bloodkin language, so he could only wait for her translation. Whenever Lucifer left home, all her Bloodkins would follow her, and this time was no exception. Those Bloodkins deployed in the periphery had noticed a large number of black-robed people wearing the night attire of assassins approaching âMostonâ Hotel. At a glance, anyone could see that they were well-trained assassins.
Clydeâs assassins, Miss Jenny and those female assassins under her leadership, mainly defended the Castellan residential palace. The current guard regiment of Stanley City had insufficient troops, and just as Lucifer had said, they didnât even have enough people to guard the few city gates. Under these circumstances, there was no way to effectively safeguard the city, so it was very easy for assassins to sneak in.
Steinbeck Fiefâs ten thousand troops were not stationed in Stanley City. Their campsite was on the outside to make things convenient for them to support the borders at any time. These assassins took advantage of the void in Stanley Cityâs defenses before heading straight towards their target, Moston Hotel. Clearly, their target was Miss Morais who had rashly run away from Moston Clan. She had only one high-level guard, her close girlfriend Paladin Luolan, nothing more.
As the commander of Adrian Empireâs Imperial Knight Regiment, Luolan actually bore an empty title. Her authority was limited; she couldnât bring along even a single guard. At the moment, other than the attendants, there was not a single security guard in Moston Hotel. If Clyde and Lucifer had been absent, Miss Morais would have been massacred for sure.
However, the assassin squad didnât go towards the palace. The castellan residence of Steinbeck Fief was very different from other fiefsâ. Surprisingly, the huge palace didnât have a single guard at the gates. Many bandits and petty thieves had entered to see whether they could make a profit, but these people had never returned. After a few more times, no one else had dared to go inside that mysterious palace and gamble their lives. Most who had entered through the palace gates had been attacked by the Bloodkin under Lucifer before they could even take a few steps. All of them had died tragic deaths without understanding what had happened.
âBig Brother Clyde, there are so many people, roughly over 200. Itâs clearly a large-scale project. Someone must have paid a lot of money to request a high-level assassination. Perhaps, this assassination is directed against that beautiful big sister paladin who led us here.â
âThis really dampens my mood. I just want to peacefully watch tonightâs beautiful scenery. Never mind, itâs time to show Miss Morais our strength.â