Chapter 63: Cursed Saint Child: Chains of Faith and Fangs in the Dark

“Zi… Zilan? Since when were you here?”

Joey was sweating buckets…

“The Saint Child really has no sense of time…”

Zilan looked at the Gear Watch on her wrist and said, “You forgot my daily meal delivery time.”

“That’s only because there’s no clock in my room…”

The Protagonist said guiltily.

Then…

Zilan discovered the squinty-eyed woman hidden in Joey’s room.

Combined with the clothes Joey was wearing, the Archbishop knew exactly what had happened even before that woman woke up.

Great Archbishop Zilan put the squinty-eyed woman’s clothes back on her and sent her out of Joey’s room.

Then, Zilan turned around and looked at the troublesome little guy with cold eyes…

“Wh-Why are you looking at me like that?”

Joey said guiltily.

“It… It was all that woman. She found out I was the Saint Child and had bad intentions for me…”

“I only resorted to this plan and locked her in the room…”

“Is that so, Saint Child…”

Zilan crossed her arms and sat on Joey’s bed with her legs crossed.

She hooked her high heels with her toes and said, “Then… why are you wearing her Ecclesiastic Robes?”

“Who… who knows…”

Joey knelt on the floor guiltily.

He looked away and said, “That squinty-eyed girl forced me to wear them. It’s all because you people from the Order of the Church are perverts…”

However, when the Protagonist looked up, he met Zilan’s cold expression that saw through everything.

“Get up here…”

“Wha… what for???”

???

“You bastard…”

Joey, who had been hit several times by Zilan, clutched his backside.

Without any Magic to protect him, tears flickered from the pain.

“You jerk… even prisoners get time for fresh air…”

“Why do you keep me trapped here every day and won’t let me go out…”

Zilan looked at her hand, still reminiscing about the sensation from a moment ago.

“From the day you became the Saint Child… your freedom no longer belonged to you…”

Zilan said coldly, “Just like Zixuan, whom you brainwashed into becoming a Necromancer…”

When Zilan mentioned this, a sickly light flickered in her eyes…

The Protagonist still put on an arrogant expression.

He forced a smile like a little devil and said, “Don’t forget… jerk… your sister is still in my hands…”

“If I want to, I can turn her back into a vegetable at any time…”

Hearing Joey say this, Zilan’s face darkened even more…

“Joey…”

“Do you really think I care whether Zixuan lives or dies?”

“I’m venting my resentment on you because… every single one of you ruined my life — and my family’s faith!!”

“If Zixuan hadn’t been paralyzed in bed, I would have become a Great Archbishop five years ago!”

“If you hadn’t taken Zixuan away, how would I have discovered that Rich Man’s secret!!”

Zilan pinched the Protagonist’s small face and forced him to look at her.

“I’ll just tell you plainly…”

“Do you know why all the Saint Children would rather die than run away?”

“Because after becoming a Saint Child, your body lacks something…”

“When you lack this thing, it’s like being poisoned. You want to be close to the opposite sex every day…”

“And all the Saint Children…”

“They eventually die of exhaustion from having too much intercourse, because they can’t stop Preaching…”

“Wha… what???”

Only now did Joey learn the inside story.

His eyes widened at Zilan in shock.

Seeing Joey’s surprised look, Zilan’s mood improved…

She raised a cold eyebrow and said, “And after these few days… your body will fully react…”

“Your Demon King Level will be completely converted into the Saint Child Level…”

“I’m sure by then…”

“You won’t just be the most handsome Saint Child in history…”

“You’ll also be the most skilled at Preaching…”

Zilan looked at Joey with a sickly smile and said, “I think there’s already something wrong with you now…”

“You little guy… you seem to unexpectedly enjoy being treated roughly by others…”

“I don’t! I don’t!!!”

Joey’s face grew redder as he spoke.

Suddenly, Zilan raised her hand.

In an instant…

The symbol of the Order of the Church on Joey’s chest began to glow with golden light, making his body go soft as he collapsed onto the bed.

“Joey…”

“A little tiger with its teeth pulled out is just like a cat…”

“But you don’t seem as smart as Lesser Demon Beasts…”

“Because when Lesser Demon Beasts are injured, they know when to submit…”

“But you still show your claws and fangs to me… such a little pet won’t please its Master…”

Joey panted heavily and glared at Zilan.

“Shut up…”

“Ha… it’s all because of you jerk!!!”

“When you can’t win an argument or a fight, you start using these despicable tricks to make others submit.”

“Hehe…”

Zilan pinched Joey’s chin and smiled at him.

“This is Human wisdom…”

Joey’s face was flushed.

He turned his face away.

With the Curse of the Saint on him, it was difficult to even move…

‘Human wisdom?’

‘Disgusting…’

Zilan didn’t care about Joey’s verbal attacks.

To her, it was just the stubbornness of a now weak Demon King…

Meanwhile, Joey’s heart was constantly wavering…

‘Ah… Joey…’

‘I love seeing you like this — unwilling yet unable to leave…’

‘Imprisoning the Demon King is truly interesting…’

Zilan narrowed her eyes, looking at the Protagonist, whose gaze had already become blurry…

***

Half an hour later…

Joey wiped his mouth and glared at Zilan with hatred.

Zilan smoothed her hair.

She ignored the little guy’s huffing and continued to smile.

“I told you just now…”

“If you dare to walk out of this room again…”

“I won’t be this gentle…”

With that, Zilan closed the door to Joey’s room and left.

Phew…

Finally gone…

Joey let out a sigh…

The Protagonist got up and went to the bathroom in his room to gargle.

‘Luckily… Zilan doesn’t know yet…’

‘That Zixuan has already been locked in the Dungeon by me…’

‘Otherwise, she would definitely kill me…’

‘But come to think of it…’

‘If Zilan had a crazy personality like Zixuan, combined with my ability to self-heal…’

‘Wouldn’t that… mean she would cut me into a thousand pieces…’

‘But things aren’t much better now…’

‘In a sense, I’ve already become a venting tool.’

‘Damned old Chef Girl…’

‘I’ll deal with her sooner or later…’

Joey’s body couldn’t help but tremble.

Knock, knock, knock!

Just then, Joey heard a tapping sound from the window.

Hmm?

The Protagonist walked to the window and pulled back the tasseled curtains.

There were two small bats outside the window, constantly flapping against the glass.

Joey recognized these bats…

It was Aiki’s Communication Skill…

Joey pulled open the window and welcomed the two small bats inside.

“Master… I finally found you.”

One of the small bats had cold eyes and actually spoke with Aiki’s voice.

“Joey! Great! You’re okay!”

The other small bat spoke with Chiyang’s voice.

These two little guys were Aiki’s special skill.

From Joey’s perspective in his previous life, it was like a video call where two small bats transmitted messages for Aiki from a distance while speaking for her.

Aiki got straight to the point.

Before Joey could speak, she asked, “Master, I heard from Teacher Kail…”

“That you’ve become the Saint Child… so…”

“Do your Demon King abilities still exist?”