Mesugaki Tank Enters The Academy-Chapter 646: Kidnapping? (6)

After the first attempt ended in miserable failure due to the Pope’s mental attack, I made a second attempt to escape, reworking my plans.

Since I had previous experience, I used their heightened alertness to my advantage. I gathered their attention and set off a flash before running through the mansion.

Having already gauged their general speed from the previous attempt, I intentionally twisted my route to throw them off.

Up to this point, things were going well, but the second exit I suspected turned out to be in a completely unexpected location.

I couldn’t have guessed that it would be the men’s restroom. Furthermore, I didn’t anticipate that someone would actually be using it.

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“What—What are you looking at!”

“So small♡ Cute?♡”

The knight, flustered and angry, tried to say something, but I shut the door quickly, and before long, I was hurriedly captured by knights who had rushed over.

“Holy Apostle, if you keep doing this, it will be troublesome for us.”

“That’s exactly what I’m trying to do!♡ You didn’t think I was going to accommodate you trash, did you?♡”

“...We...”

“You know the weak god who talks about mercy and tolerance isn’t going to like you, right?♡ You came here wanting to be tormented, don’t pretend to be shocked now!♡”

The knights couldn’t refute me. They had no true faith, and they weren’t following the Pope because of belief, but because they were lunatics who sympathized with the Pope as an apostle of the evil god.

“If you aren’t prepared for this, then cry like a baby♡ If you bawl, maybe I’ll feel sorry for you!♡ That weak god is an easy target!♡”

“No. We’re ready.”

“We made a mistake.”

“Yes. Comfort is a luxury for us.”

The knights, who had transformed into masochists who loved trials, accepted my challenge with pleasure.

Just as I had planned.

Logically speaking, the things I had said were obviously nonsense.

The Apostle of Agras, who hugs his own child, is Armadi—why would these guys hate him?

Even if they do hate him, so what?

It was all part of the plan.

An apostle of the god should have been tied up and left alone, no matter what nonsense they spoke.

But the knights couldn’t do that.

They thought they had accepted being evil, but they couldn’t endure the idea of their “great god” defining them as evil.

They were halfway mad.

Because of this, I was able to continue trying to escape under the knights' tacit approval.

Third attempt: I used the excuse of needing a bath to shake off the knights, then dashed out wearing only the bare minimum.

The surveillance by the knights, prepared with sincerity, was more thorough than I had expected, and I was caught before even reaching the exit.

Fourth attempt: I planned to break everything and then escape.

If the enemies were as incompetent as I expected, I could move recklessly through the mansion without hesitation.

To cut to the chase, this plan failed.

While I could handle individuals, facing a group was another story.

Despite the penalty, I couldn’t find a chance to strike.

Fortunately, I was able to withstand for a bit because of the third-person perspective, which allowed me to see all incoming attacks.

Without the fairies’ help, I would have been destroyed long ago.

I managed to take down two knights, but any more would have been impossible.

So, I surrendered quietly.

The next, fifth attempt used the Mesugaki skill.

In simple terms, I would try to throw off the knights’ rationality and then escape.

After all, to them, I was a valuable guest they couldn’t hurt. If I could rile up one of them, the others would be forced to stop it.

It wasn’t a difficult plan. After spending several days with them, I had already memorized their weaknesses.

“Virgins♡ Don’t you wonder who this ugly woman likes?♡”

Any man knows this, but once a man realizes his desires, he often starts thinking with something other than his brain.

And this doesn’t change even for priests who have devoted themselves to the gods.

The desire to procreate is something everyone possesses as a living being. A priest is not exempt from this. While they can suppress such desires with transcendent willpower, it’s impossible to completely ignore them.

Especially when there’s a woman with an attractive appearance beside them.

“Holy Apostle, I have devoted myself to the gods. I forgot about things like love long ago.”

“For someone who says that, you sure make strange noises every night?♡”

“No, I’ve never...!”

“It’s just a joke, but you’re really flustered~♡ So you’re actually a dirty girl, huh?♡”

“No. I’m... I’m not! I swear to the gods, I’ve never engaged in any lewd acts!”

“What’s so lewd about it?♡ The way you say that makes it sound like you know exactly what it means. Care to explain?♡ I don’t know much about it since I’m still young♡”

The knight, trembling and sweating coldly, quickly looked away, seeking help from his comrades. However, they were more focused on watching me.

This is why virgins... can’t control themselves when it comes to sexual talk.

I mocked them openly, and just as the knight entered and sighed, I continued my taunt.

“What’s going on here? Do you think we can indulge in such desires?”

I quickly brushed past the knights who were trying to stop me. They were struggling to deal with the situation.

The knights, now realizing the danger I posed, couldn’t do much.

I wasn’t in a position where they could easily harm me.

“Let’s not make things difficult for them.”

“I’ll just have to make sure you guys don’t stop me. That’s all.”

I didn’t give them a chance to recover.