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Chapter 562 Could it be that Li Chen can snatch it from the Pope? (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Li Chen has been staying at Alfred's manor for some time now.

During this time, the maids and guards in the manor were even more enthusiastic when they saw Li Chen than when they saw their own master, Alfred.

Every time Li Chen passed through the corridor, the maids would blush and bow, their eyes filled with admiration; the guards would stand up straight, as if they wanted to have the word "respect" engraved on their foreheads.

The most outrageous were Alfred's five wives.

First wife Gwyneth has now become Li Chen's personal secretary, following him around all day long; second wife Sophia seems to want to be attached to Li Chen; the remaining three wives are also using their own methods to get closer to Li Chen.

Of all the people in the manor, they were the most "enthusiastic" towards Li Chen.

What was most unexpected was Alfred's own change of attitude.

Ever since being blasted away by Gwyneth's "Holy Light Judgment," this young master of the Holy lineage has become completely obedient.

He now treats Li Chen with utmost respect, paying his respects morning and evening, even more attentively than he would his own father.

Anyone who didn't know better would think that Li Chen was the true owner of this manor.

"My lord, this is fresh fruit that arrived today. It was airlifted from the Elf Forest in the south, and it's said to have the effect of prolonging life." Alfred personally carried the fruit platter, his face full of a fawning smile.

Li Chen lay lazily on the soft couch, casually picked a grape and threw it into his mouth: "Hmm, not bad."

During this time, Li Chen's reputation had already spread throughout this border city.

The amethyst token bestowed by the Pope is no joke. There are no more than three people in the entire Vatican who possess such a token, and even the cardinals who hold very high positions and have terrifying power do not have one.

Although the token itself does not grant high authority, and seeing the token does not equate to seeing the Pope, the identity of "the Pope's confidant" is enough to command respect from everyone.

To put it bluntly, even if Emperor Charles of the Eternal Day Empire were to visit in person, he would still have to treat Li Chen with utmost respect.

Of course, if Charles were to actually meet Li Chen, he would definitely have to be polite.

Nobles and descendants of saints came to visit the manor every day, but Alfred turned them all away.

Given his status and position, he has absolutely no need to give face to the powerful and influential people in these remote areas.

Even when the bishop of the city church came to visit, Alfred dismissed him with the words, "My lord is busy."

Alfred asked Li Chen nervously, "You want me to say that? That's His Holiness the Bishop."

The bishop of a city cathedral must be of a very high rank.

Li Chen tossed the amethyst token to him: "Take this and go."

Li Chen was indeed cowardly and gave himself away, after all, he really didn't know the Holy Light, it was just a bluff.

I just arrived here and haven't had enough fun yet, so I don't want to reveal my identity.

When Alfred appeared before the bishop holding the token, the usually aloof bishop actually knelt down!

Alfred had never felt so triumphant in his life. He used to have to bow and scrape before the bishop, but now the tables had turned!

Alfred told the bishop to get out, and the bishop actually left, apologizing for his offense and asking Alfred to apologize to Li Chen on his behalf.

The bishop even examined his own shortcomings, feeling that his faith was not steadfast enough.

After the bishop had finished rolling around, Alfred boasted to the guards, "See? This is the benefit of following the Royal Guard! This must have His Holiness the Pope's divine aura on it. Just touching it makes my faith level skyrocket! The injuries I got a few days ago are all healed!"

As he spoke, he touched the token repeatedly as if it were a precious treasure.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, as Gwyneth soon came and took the token away: "The Royal Guard sent me to retrieve the token."

She now speaks and acts entirely like Li Chen's spokesperson.

Alfred was reluctant, but how could he dare say no? He could only watch helplessly as the token was taken away, thinking sourly to himself: Now even my wife is someone else's secretary.
Meanwhile, Li Chen was enjoying Gwyneth's meticulous "service." "My lord, this is today's schedule," Gwyneth knelt at Li Chen's feet, holding a parchment scroll and reporting earnestly.

Today she wore a deep V-neck 'secretary outfit', and when she bent over, her snow-white cleavage was faintly visible.

Li Chen listened casually, his fingers idly twirling Gwyneth's blond hair.

This first wife now completely treats herself as Li Chen's personal assistant, personally overseeing everything from itinerary arrangements to food, clothing, and accommodation.

The reason why these people dared not question the origin of Li Chen's token is quite simple.

The Pope here is God's representative, and his power is unparalleled.

Who would question the Pope? Could Li Chen possibly steal it from the Pope?
Of course, this is just because they dare not question it; Li Chen might actually dare to steal it.

But since the Pope offered it willingly, Li Chen really didn't need to fight for it.

Not to mention that these descendants of saints and bishops dare not question it, even cardinals would not ask a single question if they saw it.

Because questioning is questioning the Pope and disrespecting the Vatican.

Just like in Tian Ce, Lin Yue'e used Li Chen's waist token to arrest powerful and influential people all over the capital. These powerful and influential people didn't dare to say a word, or even question where Lin Yue'e got the waist token from.

Could it be that Lin Yue'e would dare to steal the waist token? What about your entire family?

All we need to know is that she has a waist tag.

Does anyone dare to ask Li Chen if he actually gave this to him?
Li Chen was holding the token given to him by the Pope at the scene. This was the situation; the bishops didn't even dare to send the message to the Pope.

Just as Li Chen was enjoying Gwyneth's attentive service, undercurrents were beginning to stir in the shadows of the city.

In the bushes and distant mountains near Alfred Manor, some faint figures began to appear.

These informants were so well hidden that even the well-trained guards in the manor failed to notice them.

In a secluded cave outside the city, a dozen men dressed in black were sitting around a campfire plotting something.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a sinister face. He wore a blood-red cloak and had a strangely shaped curved knife at his waist.

This person is none other than Carlos, the deacon of the Blood Demon Society, whose strength has reached the peak of the Heavenly Abyss Realm.

The Blood Demon Society is one of the Vatican's enemies, a group of people whom the Pope calls heretics, the kind that will be instantly killed by the Vatican's powerful members if they show their faces.

"The news is confirmed. That foreigner does indeed possess the Pope's amethyst token. This is a big fish." Carlos sneered, toying with the dagger in his hand.

The beautiful woman sitting next to him snorted coldly.

She wore tight leather armor, her fiery red hair cascading down like a waterfall, and her full breasts were almost bursting out from under the restraints of the armor.

This is Carlos's wife, "Blood Rose" Isabella, who is also a ruthless character.

"Is a mere bodyguard worth all this fuss over?" Isabella curled her lip in disdain.

Carlos shook his head: "You don't understand. The Pope's personal guards are all his confidants. Killing one of them would make the Papacy lose face."

He turned to his men: "Proceed according to plan. First, send a dancer infiltrate the manor to poison it."

Soon, a group of scantily clad dancers arrived at the manor gate.

They swayed their serpentine waists, claiming they were there to perform for their distinguished guests.

But Captain Pedro rejected it after just one glance: "The Royal Guard doesn't like this type."

None of these dancers were qualified to see Alfred, but Pedro knew what Li Chen liked.

(End of this chapter)