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Chapter 561 Today we'll expose that swindler's tricks! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Seeing the real, divine light in his wife's palm, his attitude towards Li Chen immediately became respectful: "My lord, what would you like to eat for dinner? I'll have the kitchen prepare it."

"Just grab something from the bar," Li Chen said lazily.

After the meal, Alfred offered to fetch the finest wine for Li Chen.

Although this is a large border town, the Alfred family has a century-old wine stored in the central area.

He must go and collect it in person to show his sincerity.

After Alfred left, Li Chen was about to continue "discussing the Holy Light" with Gwyneth when his second wife, Sophia, came up to him.

She wore a low-cut lace dress today, and when she bent over, her deep cleavage and dazzling white skin were on full display.

Sophia's emerald green eyes were watery: "My lord, please look. Do I have holy light within me?"

Li Chen pretended to be serious as he looked her over: "It's too dark here, we can't see clearly. Let's find another place to check carefully."

Watching Li Chen leave with Sophia in his arms, Gwyneth bit her red lips, her chest heaving violently.

But she dared not lash out, and could only sulk, clutching the hem of her skirt, for the power of the holy light was too tempting.

When Alfred returned with his treasured wines, he found Gwyneth sitting alone in the garden, sulking.

"What's wrong with you? Where is the Royal Guard?" Alfred asked.

Gwyneth said sourly, "To bless Sofia and say she's not talented enough and needs more 'guidance'."

The jealousy in her voice was almost overflowing.

Alfred was stunned. His first wife was actually jealous of his second wife? And for someone else no less.

Curious, he walked to the guest room and vaguely heard Sophia's indistinct voice coming from inside: "Hmm, Lord Guardian's holy light... it's so strong. I can't inhale it anymore."

Alfred stood outside the door, his expression extremely complicated.

On the one hand, they were shocked that Li Chen could truly bestow holy light, but on the other hand, they felt that the way he "bestowed" it was far too intimate.

But then I thought, if Sophia could also obtain divine power, wouldn't that be of great benefit to the family?

He quietly stepped back, deciding not to disturb this "sacred ceremony".

After all, in the Eternal Day Empire, establishing a relationship with the Papacy was something many nobles dreamed of.

As for these women's in-depth interactions with the royal guard, consider it a contribution to the family.

It wasn't that Alfred was optimistic; it was that this was the only way he could think.

On his second day in Yongzhou, Li Chen already felt the "enthusiasm" of this country and the people's fanatical worship of the Holy See.

As a kind-hearted person, Li Chen naturally couldn't show favoritism.

At the dinner party, Alfred's three remaining wives also looked at him expectantly, their eyes filled with longing.

Third Lady Lillian leaned closer, her proud chest puffed out: "My Lord Guard, do you think my physique is suitable for receiving the Holy Light?"

She wore an almost transparent gauze dress today, and the curves that were faintly visible underneath were enough to make anyone's blood boil.

Fourth Madam Claire was not to be outdone, kneeling directly at Li Chen's feet and raising her exquisite face: "My lord, last night I dreamt that holy light was calling me."

Her slender fingers traced across Li Chen's knee, intentionally or unintentionally.

Gwyneth maintained a degree of composure, only occasionally glancing at Li Chen with a resentful look.

Sophia was no longer hiding her true feelings; she was practically clinging to Li Chen, her full breasts pressed tightly against his arm. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was Li Chen's legitimate wife.

Alfred sat in the main seat, his smile more painful than a grimace.

He mechanically cut the steak on his plate, the knife and fork scraping against the porcelain plate with a harsh sound.

But he didn't dare utter a single word in front of the Pope's guards.

Li Chen smiled and looked around at the women: "Ladies, please don't worry, the Holy Light will bless every devout believer."

After the banquet, Li Chen's room welcomed new guests.
On the morning of the third day, Alfred finally couldn't hold back any longer.

He found Gwyneth, who was taking a walk in the garden, and suggested they have a "spar".

“My dear, I want to witness the power of the Holy Light. Let’s go to the ‘Garden of Glory’ and have a match,” Alfred said, barely suppressing his jealousy. The Garden of Glory was a training ground in the backyard of the manor, surrounded by twelve marble pillars and paved with expensive red pine.

Alfred usually trains his guards here, but today he has cleared everyone out, leaving only a few trusted guards and maids to serve him.

He himself might be mistaken, but the guards probably wouldn't.

Gwyneth hesitated, "Are you sure you want to fight me? The Royal Guard said the Holy Light is very powerful."

Alfred smiled dismissively: "Don't worry, I'll go easy on you."

He thought to himself that this so-called holy light was probably some kind of illusion, and he would expose the liar's trick today!

The two stood in the center of the field.

The guards around them whispered among themselves, while the maids were on edge.

Alfred assumed a defensive stance: "Begin, attack me with your holy light."

Gwyneth took a deep breath and circulated the energy in her body according to the method taught by Li Chen.

She clasped her hands together and slowly raised them above her head.

In an instant, the color of the world changed!

The once clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a strong wind howled.

Gwyneth's blond hair moved without wind, and his whole body burst with dazzling golden light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, finally condensing into a dazzling lightsaber in her palm!

"Holy Light Judgment!" Gwyneth shouted, her lightsaber slashing down from the sky.

Alfred's pupils contracted sharply, and he hastily raised his sword to parry.

boom! ! !
A golden beam of light, ten meters in diameter, descended from the sky and engulfed Alfred!
The terrifying energy shockwave cleaved the surrounding stone pillars in half, and the red pine wood flooring shattered inch by inch.

The guards were thrown to the ground by the blast wave, and the maids screamed incessantly.

When the light faded, everyone was horrified to find that Alfred had flown more than a hundred meters away, crashing through three ancient trees and finally slamming heavily onto a marble statue.

The statue collapsed with a crash, burying him under the rubble.

"Master!" Pedro exclaimed as he rushed over.

Alfred lay dying in the ruins.

His magnificent armor was shattered, his sternum was visibly caved in, and blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

But what shocked him even more was the intense pain coming from his meridians. That blow had actually shattered the foundation of his meridians that he had cultivated for many years!

Gwyneth was also frightened and ran over: "Honey, are you alright?"

Alfred shook his head weakly, his eyes filled with horror.

Just a moment ago, he truly felt the breath of death! This wasn't some illusion; it was genuine divine power!
“Holy Light… truly powerful,” Alfred said with difficulty, each word laced with blood.

Suddenly, Gwyneth's expression changed drastically: "Ah! My Holy Light has been reduced by more than half!"

She stamped her feet anxiously: "It's all your fault! The Royal Guard said that every bit of Holy Light used is precious, what are we going to do now?"

Upon hearing this, Alfred nearly coughed up another mouthful of blood.

So, after he got a beating, his wife's first reaction was to feel sorry for Holy Light?
Gwyneth had already turned and run towards the main building, muttering, "I need to hurry and find the Royal Guard to replenish my Holy Light."

I hadn't had a chance to find Li Chen before, but now I finally have an excuse.

Watching his wife's hurried departure, Alfred lay amidst the ruins, his emotions a complex mix of feelings.

On the one hand, I was shocked by the power of the Holy Light, and on the other hand, I felt a pang of jealousy, thinking that my wife would have to "replenish the Holy Light" again tonight.

Pedro asked cautiously, "Master, should we go and fetch a physician?"

Alfred waved his hand weakly: "Carry me back first."

He felt like his bones were about to fall apart, but what made him even more miserable was that tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.

(End of this chapter)