I’m Trapped in a Bloody Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 9

Ardal was not in charge of education, but he knew what the pope’s education was like.

“Mr. Haniel, education is…”

Ardal looked at my face. He shook his head as he pulled his lips closed.

“Oh, nothing. I will guide you to the office.”

Ardal guided me to the office but continued to look back at me as I left the garden. I laughed brightly, constantly waving until he walked out of the garden.

Other paladins guarding near the pope’s office looked at Ardal, seeming to think his attitude was strange. Ardal bowed his head briefly and turned to leave.

Ardal truly cared about me. I laughed contentedly and knocked on the office door.

“Come in.”

As soon as I knocked, I heard an elegant voice resonate from inside the office. As I opened the door, the pope rose from his seat.

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

“I heard that the Holy Father wants to start my education starting today, but won’t I be a bother?”

“Taking on Sister Haniel’s education will be the happiest part of my temple life. It will not be a bother at all”

The Popo poured tea into a cup at the table in the middle of the room. He beckoned me to walk towards him, so I followed his gesture.

As he whispered, he swallowed his saliva as he watched the car. That was a tea mixed with apolysis. If you drink that, you will fully follow the Pope’s order and be completely obedient to him.

“First of all, please relax as you enjoy tea. I heard this is a very good tea leaf, and it is an honor for me to be able to serve Sister Haniel this.”

He filled his teacup with more tea as he whispered that sweetly to me.

I knew that the tea had a medicinal effect, but what would happen if the Pope drank it?

Suddenly, I looked carefully at the teapot of the same color with curiosity. I don’t think he will notice it if I change it.

“Sister Haniel?”

“Thank you, Holy Father. I have a question…”

“Yes, you can ask me anything.”

I didn’t sit straight, instead, I leaned towards the pope’s side and secretly moved my hand, switching the two teacups. I pointed elsewhere, diverting the Pope’s attention to a painting he wasn’t very interested in, and asked who the painter was.

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

“Thank you for the tea.”

“Yes.”

I brought the tea that had been switched to my lips. The Pope drank the tea as I did. His expression changed the instant he took a sip of the tea.

When I drank the tea in the past, I would feel a burst of excitement coursing through my body. I felt so itchy between my legs that I couldn’t stand steadily. I would obediently listen to anything the person in front of me would say.

Will the Pope react the same way?

“…Sister Haniel.”

His voice rang. He swallowed the tea completely and held his forehead as he sighed loudly.

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

“Oh, that’s because…I think the tea that the Holy Father gave me is better…I’m just fine with drinking normal tea. This is so delicious.”

“Is that so…”

I laughed while raising my teacup, feigning tactlessness towards the Pope speaking in a groggy voice. He probably believed that I didn’t do it with ill intentions in mind, so he only clenched his fist tightly and said no more.

Oh, it’s working.

His white skin was slowly turning red from the collars up to his neck. The Pope’s earlobes began to redden and his breathing became uneven. However, he remained calm and told me.

“Please wait…just for a moment.”

The Pope said as he walked towards the door. Paladins who were guarding the front of the office saluted to the Pope. The Pope told them.