Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 640: Warrior (8)

At the Pope's greeting, those surrounding him furrowed their brows.

They thought the Pope was joking even in this situation. Erginus would have likely thought the same if he didn't know the true nature of the power the Pope had just used to create his head.

"How is that possible? How can the Apostle of the Evil God handle the divinity of the Lord?"

"The great Lord is a merciful being, after all."

Only after facing Erginus' shock did the others realize that the Pope's words were not lies, and they gasped in disbelief.

However, what was strange was that the knights, who should have felt betrayed by the Pope’s words, and Rasha, who had been with him, were not the least bit surprised.

"...Did you know?"

Feibi, who was familiar with the knights, asked with a trembling voice, and they nodded.

"Regardless of the past, His Majesty’s faith in the Lord has not changed."

Despite the serious tone, it was hard to believe their words were sincere.

The idea that they stood beside the Apostle of the Evil God because of his noble intentions seemed less plausible than the idea that the Apostle had brainwashed them.

In reality, most people sent the Pope angry glances. Despite the sharp glares from others, the Pope smiled leisurely, but when his eyes met Lucy's, he lowered his gaze.

"You already knew about me."

"That you're a disgusting piece of trash?♡"

"Ha. Hahaha! How can you be so noble? I could never hope to imitate such a thing relying on the Lord’s grace like you!"

Laughing maniacally for a long time, the Pope finally stopped, staring at Lucy with a calm face, almost as if he were dead.

"You could probably kill me, couldn't you?"

The first to sense the change in the atmosphere was Benedict.

Reacting to the mad gleam in the Pope’s eyes as he gazed at his daughter, he added strength to his grip without the slightest hesitation.

Following his lead, the other strong figures also drew their weapons to eliminate the enemy.

However, the weapons meant to strike at the enemy fell to the ground, unable to reach their targets.

All the sages who had gathered to block the Pope were frozen in time.

Except for two people—Lucy and Erginus.

"Is this the power of Agra?"

"I've temporarily halted their time. If you've become the Evil God, you should understand. Power is extremely ambiguous."

Waving his hand, the Pope reached Lucy, knelt on one knee, and politely extended his hand.

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"Please, come with me. I need you."

Instead of Lucy, Erginus answered in a hoarse voice.

"Do you want me to send you off!?"

"Of course, if it’s you, you could stop me. But, would that be alright? You would have to part with me again."

As the Pope asked, looking at the Queen of the Fairies, who was frozen in place, Erginus' eyes grew red with fury.

"Do you think I’ll succumb to your nonsense?"

"Great Mage, I am the Apostle of Agra. I just took the fragment and gained its power. Leading the Queen of the Fairies into darkness isn’t difficult."

"Then I suppose tearing you apart isn’t difficult either..."

"Quit acting like a loser♡ Does the chicken-legged Queen prefer disgusting men?♡"

Turning his head sharply, Erginus was about to shout but bit his lip when he met Lucy's gaze.

"...Sorry."

Hearing the apology filled with regret, Lucy gave a light laugh, grabbed the Pope’s head, and slammed it onto the ground.

As the Pope’s steel helmet hit the ground, the knights let out a shout and stepped forward, but the Pope raised his hand, stopping them.

"Stay still."

"But Your Majesty!"

"It’s an order. Stay still."

"Yeah♡ Don’t you see how much the disgusting trash is enjoying this?♡ It's obvious it’ll start twitching soon, right?♡ Don’t interfere because you’re jealous♡ If you want to be stepped on, line up♡ Perverted bastards♡"

Most of the knights furrowed their brows at Lucy's fierce smile, but they didn’t charge. After all, the Pope's orders were absolute.

"Lord's Apostle, I will tell you everything. So, please accompany me. It won’t take long."

"Alright♡"

"Anything you desire... Yes?"

"I’ll follow you♡ Perverted old man♡ But promise me this♡ Until I leave, you’re all my slaves♡ I’ll treat you like the trash you are, worse than animals♡ Are you happy?♡"

"I will gladly accept the punishment you give, Apostle."

Lucy kicked the Pope's head, sending it flying, and stood before Rasha.

"Kneel."

"Kid. You seem to be mistaken, but I'm not your subordinate, I’m this old man’s comrade."

"Trash old man♡ Why isn’t your slave obeying?♡"

"Rasha."

"Hey. Old man. I’m following you, but..."

"Rasha!"

"...Ugh, damn it."

Cursing, Rasha dropped to the floor, and Lucy climbed on top as if it were natural.

"Wait and see, kid. Later, I..."

Whack! The sharp sound of a slap echoed as Lucy struck Rasha’s backside. Holding Rasha’s trembling hair, she whispered in her ear.

"Not gonna say it?♡ What have you learned up to this age?♡"

While watching the turmoil in Rasha’s eyes, Lucy thought to herself.

She had made the right decision following the Pope.

In a quiet mansion, whose location was unknown, Rasha knelt before Lucy.

"...Kid. I can stand you climbing on top of me. I can even tolerate being treated like this because of things I did in the past. But this... this isn’t right!"

"What’s wrong?♡ If you don’t explain, how am I supposed to know?♡"

Mocking, Lucy tapped her chin with her toes, and Rasha, clenching her fists, screamed, pointing at what Lucy was holding.

"I’m the Apostle of the God of Destruction! I’m Rasha, the monster hunter! Why should I wear a collar like a dog?!"

"It’s a collar that suits a beast♡"

"This is a matter of pride!"

"Pff!♡ Pride?♡ Did you have any when you crawled around with your master on your back?♡"

"Kid, mind your manners."

"So explain it to me♡ Why can’t this be done?♡"

"Because... that."

"Ah~♡ Are you trying to hide your preferences, huh?♡"

"What nonsense!"

"Did you like it when someone rode on top?♡ Did it feel thrilling when you were beaten like a horse?♡ Maybe you go around picking fights with strong ones because you want to be subjugated...♡"

"Shut up! Before I kill you!"

As Rasha suddenly rose, showing murderous intent, Lucy mocked her, holding her chin.

"If it’s not that, then no problem, right?♡ If you’re not a pervert getting off on being treated like a dog, then what’s the issue?♡ Right?♡"

Rasha, glaring at the collar swaying in front of her, swallowed hard and grabbed it with trembling hands.

"Why are you hesitating?♡ You’re not hoping for what’s coming next, are you?♡"

"Can’t you just shut that mouth for even a moment?!"

"Why?♡ You like hearing my cute voice, don’t you?♡"

"Fucking hell..."

As Rasha’s eyes were filled with countless struggles, Lucy thought to herself again.

Following the Pope was definitely the best decision she made.