I just reached the maximum level, and you want me to be a puppet emperor?

Chapter 575 Some souls are born yearning to be redeemed! (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

Li Chen looked down at the two women.

Gwyneth Paltrow was like a ripe peach, her figure accentuated by her red dress; Mariana, on the other hand, was like a carefully wrapped gift, her high-necked dress concealing every inch of her skin, yet only making her more alluring.

"Come with me to the confessional."

The so-called confessional room was clearly Li Chen's room.

Inside the confessional, the candlelight shone golden in the holy light.

Li Chen sat upright in the gilded chair, deliberately maintaining the silence for a full three minutes, until he heard Mariana's breathing begin to become erratic.

“The third chapter of the Repentance Sutra, recited while kneeling.”

Marianne immediately straightened her back, placed her hands together in front of her abdomen, and began to recite the scriptures in standard Papal English.

Her voice was clear and melodious, each syllable carrying a devout vibrato.

Gwyneth leaned lazily to one side, his red hair falling onto the scriptures.

Because she knew what the subsequent procedures were.

After all, she knew who the last person to repent was.

Not only did they stop being afraid, they even started looking forward to it.

"Position." Li Chen tapped the ground lightly with his scepter.

Gwyneth reluctantly adjusted her kneeling position, almost as if she were whining, while Marianna had already straightened up even more on her own.

Li Chen was secretly pleased; this was exactly what he needed—a perfect model of the Holy See.

"Take off your outer garments."

Gwyneth deftly untied her corset, and her red dress slid down like flower petals.

Marianne's fingertips froze at the collar, which had seven hidden buttons.

"Need help?" Li Chen's voice carried an undeniable authority.

“I’ll do it myself.” Mariana took a deep breath and began to unbutton her clothes.

Her fingers trembled slightly, but her movements remained as graceful as those trained in the Vatican's etiquette classes.

When the last button was undone, the chiffon dress slipped to the ground, revealing the monastic robes worn by saints underneath.

This pleased Li Chen somewhat; the woman was actually wearing ascetic robes under her everyday clothes, no wonder she was so well covered up.

The straps of her corset gleamed like mother-of-pearl in the candlelight, accentuating her waist in a stunning curve.

Li Chen pointed his scepter at the ground: "Feel the guidance of the holy light with your body."

Mariana was stunned, but quickly lowered her eyes: "Yes, sir."

She slowly bent down and knelt on the ground.

The monastic robes clung tightly to his back, outlining the beautiful lines of his shoulder blades.

Gwyneth was already kneeling on the ground, her red hair sweeping across the carpet.

Mariana hesitated for a moment, then began to kneel on the ground in reverence.

Her posture was stiff yet dignified, as if she were performing some kind of sacred ritual.

Li Chen observed with great interest. Gwyneth was simply captivating him, because she definitely knew what she was going to do next, and that was all part of the 'fun'.

Marianna, on the other hand, was like a saint on an altar, and this contrast stirred the holy light within him.

"stop."

The scepter was placed in front of Marianna. She looked up, her blue eyes filled with confusion.

"Your mind is filled with distracting thoughts," Li Chen's voice suddenly carried a divine might, "Are you questioning my punishment?"

Mariana trembled: "Your subordinate dares not! Please enlighten me, Your Excellency."

Li Chen knew she was ignorant and conservative, so he summoned Lady Ophelia. The gilded doors swung open with a bang, and Ophelia gracefully entered, carrying the sacred artifact. Underneath her snow-white robes, she was wearing nothing at all.

Mariana stared wide-eyed as Lady Ophelia, known for her purity, knelt at Li Chen's feet and devoutly kissed the tips of his boots.

"I am deeply sinful, please purify me, my lord." Ophelia's voice was as ethereal as a hymn.

As she turned around, her priestly robe slipped down, revealing her full back of stigmata.

The golden patterns flickered with each breath, radiating a rich, holy light.

Ophelia knelt before Li Chen, her snow-white skin gleaming like pearls in the candlelight.

She held the sacred object in both hands and began to "confess" in an almost holy manner.

Her slender waist swayed like a willow branch, and the golden holy marks appeared and disappeared with her movements.

"Please, Your Excellency, cleanse my sins." Her voice carried a strange rhythm, each syllable like a hymn.

Marianna's pupils suddenly contracted. She had never seen Ophelia like this before. Was this still the same holy and aloof mother-in-law?

What shocked her even more was that as the "confession" proceeded, the holy marks on Ophelia's back became brighter and brighter, and the intense holy light almost overflowed the room.

Gwyneth couldn't contain himself any longer and immediately came to Li Chen's side.

"My lady~ I also need purification~" Her charming voice contrasted sharply with Ophelia's ethereal tone.

Li Chen tapped his scepter lightly, and Gwyneth immediately walked over as if he had received a blessing. The two of them stood on either side of each other, like the most devout believers worshipping a god.

Mariana's fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her penance, her blue eyes widening in shock and narrowing in confusion.

Marianna was also wondering if she should do the same.

Li Chen was waiting to see how long she could hold out.

Strangely, there was no desire in Mariana's eyes. Just when Li Chen thought he might fail, Mariana took the initiative to come forward and ask for repentance.

She was indeed without desires and very devout, but precisely because of her devotion, she did not question the method of repentance.

What surprised Li Chen even more was that when she knelt in front of him, her blue eyes were still as pure as the first snow.

What followed was naturally Li Chen's exclusive favor, which lasted until the next morning.

The next morning, Albert was polishing his sword in the courtyard when he saw his wife alight from the carriage, and he was visibly startled: "What happened to you?"

“I’m going to repent. I may have to go often during this time.” Marianna didn’t even pretend, because she was very devout and felt that she had done nothing wrong. This was repentance, the unique way of repentance of the Royal Guard.

Albert, unsuspecting, said, "Going to church is a good thing. You look great. Remember to repent more often."

He thought Mariana had gone to the church yesterday, but little did he know she had gone to Li Chen's room.

Indeed, Marianne radiated an extraordinary glow.

Her skin was whiter and brighter than ever before, and a golden halo seemed to flow between her spiral curls. Even her gait was lighter.

These past few days, the Castro family's carriage has been arriving at Li Chen's residence on time every day.

Marianne's confessions became more frequent and lasted longer.

Sometimes she would wake up suddenly in her sleep and then rush to the residence of the royal guard.

"I feel guilty again, please purify me immediately, my lord." She knelt at Li Chen's feet.

Li Chen discovered that this seemingly conservative noblewoman was surprisingly persistent in her "repentance."

Her piety was not feigned like Gwyneth's, but a faith etched into her very being.

This pure spirit of dedication makes her even more alluring than women who actively throw themselves at her.

At this moment, Li Chen finally understood why the Vatican established confessionals; some souls are born yearning to be redeemed.

And Marianne was precisely the woman he should redeem.

Perhaps there are many women waiting for me to redeem them!

(End of this chapter)