Pioneer Lord: A Leisurely Imperial Life

Chapter 335 Try to influence me.

The tea room connects to Richard's master bedroom and is one of the more private places in the entire Sword Pavilion. Unless it is an extremely important guest, they are generally not brought here.

The space is small, with a row of rosewood tea cabinets against the wall, several ink paintings and calligraphy hanging on them, and a large tea table in the center, with a set of white jade tea set on it, simple and elegant.

Avril stared warily at Richard, her long, light blonde hair cascading down her shoulders, making her face appear even more rosy.

The two had not spoken since that indescribable incident that occurred a few days ago in Chishabao.

Fortunately, Nia was with her, which gradually calmed her down, but now the two of them were in a confined space...

Is the demon finally about to bare its fangs?

God!

She clasped her hands together, lowered her eyelashes, and silently recited the Holy Scripture of Light in her heart.

Richard ignored her, walked to the wall-mounted tea cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and found some Iridium Star liquor inside.

He took out a bottle of wine and two silver goblets, walked back to the tea table, sat down, and poured two glasses.

"I'm sorry about that day, I mistook you for someone else." Richard pushed a glass towards Avril, then picked up his own glass.

"To make amends, would you mind having a drink with me, miss?"

Avril remained expressionless, not even glancing at the glass of wine that exuded a rich, life-giving aroma. It seemed that what the world craved was no different from a roadside stone in her eyes.

"Lord Richard, is this an apology or charity? You arrogantly say you've mistaken me for someone else, and then offer me another drink? Am I supposed to gratefully drink it down? Your arrogance is truly unpleasant."

Richard smiled, swirled his wine glass, and crossed his legs.

"We are now three thousand meters above the ground. In reality, I am indeed high above."

"In terms of status, I am a hereditary viscount of the empire, while you are just a free citizen. Legally, I am also superior to you."

"Even in terms of height, you're a head shorter than me. Is there anything wrong with my attitude?"

Avril suddenly smiled.

That smile carried a hint of compassion and holiness.

"Lord Richard, you're absolutely right. High in the clouds, between a viscount and a freeman, the difference in height is something you can find a hundred ways to prove your superiority."

"But in the face of the goddess's radiance, these reasons are as insignificant as dust. We are just an insignificant member among millions of living beings, and there is no distinction between high and low, noble and lowly."

"When death comes, the measure of life is the same for nobles and freemen; the only thing we can compare is our contribution to the world and to the goddess."

When discussing highbrow topics, Avril Lavigne loses the fear that a young girl should have, and is left only with the piety of a believer.

His eyebrows and eyes relaxed, his posture composed, as if he were a completely different person.

Richard smiled.

Putting aside the impact of his Earth agricultural technology on the world, he indirectly saved more than a million lives during the previous plague.

If we were to truly discuss his contributions and achievements to the world, he would absolutely be qualified to stand above the heavens and look down upon her standing on the hill.

Richard, however, was too lazy to argue with her about that. He changed the subject and asked, "Do you want to go back to the Holy See?"

Avril was taken aback, but quickly regained her composure. She slightly raised her chin, revealing the graceful and slender lines of her neck.

"I am a spreader of light; I will go wherever light is needed."

Richard asked, "Then you'll stay?"

Should we keep the chiffon cake?

Avril immediately became wary.

"Nia said that Chiffon's magicians can also heal injuries and illnesses on their own, so Chiffon Territory doesn't need me. Besides, the North of the Stars has been corrupted by darkness, and there is no space where light exists."

Richard took a sip of his drink, a smile playing on his lips, and then suddenly blurted out, "Then why don't you try to reform me?"

Avril was suddenly taken aback!

Try to influence him?

She didn't understand what those words meant!

Richard put down his wine glass, leaned back lazily in his chair, lowered his voice, and began to coax, "Think about it, if I were to fall into the arms of the goddess and follow your ideas, implementing laws of equality for all in the territory, how many serfs could I liberate?"

"You saw my Chiffon Legion when you entered the city. If I become a follower of the Goddess, I'll surely be a great asset to the Holy See, won't I?"

As he spoke, Richard leaned forward slightly, looking like a big bad wolf, raised his eyebrows, and said with a mischievous grin, "I can even build you a church that flashes 'BiuBiu', the kind that can fly like this castle!"

Avril's heart suddenly raced!

Her breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently, and a blush crept up her neck to her cheeks, adding a touch of pink to her already exquisite and beautiful face.

How to reform a lord?

Especially for a powerful lord like Chiffon, who possesses a Unicorn Knights Order, thousands of extraordinary soldiers, and considerable wealth and military strength!

This is not just about saving a soul; it's about opening up a whole new world for the goddess in the North.

Tearing away the darkness here, letting light shine on the world once more, countless believers will be protected as a result!

but...

"My lord, please give up on that idea. I will not stay at Chiffon."

Now it was Richard's turn to be surprised. He asked curiously, "Why?"

Avril glared at him angrily, then turned away, a stray strand of hair slipping from behind her ear and resting on her slightly reddened earlobe.

"Because I don't believe you! What you're saying is all lies; you don't genuinely want to believe in the light!"

Richard fiddled with the wine glass in his hand, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"You are a priest! Didn't your goddess teach you to do your best to save every lost sheep?"

I'm feeling quite lost right now.

His tone was somewhat amused as he continued, "Now a lord with a large army is sitting before you, offering you the opportunity to preach, yet you refuse because you don't believe?"

"Tch! So your faith is selective, depending on who you're talking to? You're not exactly a devout believer!"

Avril turned around, her cheeks flushed, her light-colored eyes filled with anger: "You weren't sincere at all..."

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Whether I'm sincere or not is my business.

Richard interrupted her, then put down his wine glass, stood up, and laughed, "What you need to do is try your best to change my perception; that's what a qualified priest should do."

He strode toward her.

Avril was nervous and subconsciously took a step back, her calf hitting the chair, and she slumped into the back of the chair.

"What do you want to do!?"

Richard gave a wicked smile, walked straight up to her, leaned down, and braced one hand on the back of her chair.

I'll pin her against the wall!

His face drew close, close enough to see the curve of her eyelashes, close enough for her to feel the warm breath he exhaled.

"Or..." he said in a low, slightly magnetic voice, "you're still angry that I touched you that day, huh?"

A strong, almost suffocating masculine scent wafted over, completely disrupting Avril's breathing!

She was both ashamed and flustered, but she couldn't break free. She could only close her eyes and turn her face away. Her long eyelashes trembled violently, and her face was as red as if it had been burned.

"Get away from me!"

She tried to push him away, placing her hand on his chest, but she wasn't a superhuman and couldn't move him.

Richard grabbed her hand; with just a little force, he could push her over.

But he didn't. He just leaned close to her neck and shoulder, his lips almost touching her earlobe, and whispered, "High Priestess, I am guilty, I am guilty of a great sin! I desperately need your redemption. Please, can you help me?"

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Do you believe in the Goddess of Light?

Don't make trouble.

We need to make her stay willingly and then train her into an obedient girl, otherwise how can she cooperate with her sister in doing research?

Ha ha.

After changing my clothes and taking a bath, I smelled wonderful.