Unlimited Ambition

"But doesn't that guy have a key? Why is he ringing the doorbell? Does he want to enjoy the privilege of having someone open the door for him when he gets home?" Kihara thought to himself as he walked to the door and opened it without even looking through the peephole.

And so, in a sense, the person Jie Biao least wanted to see appeared. The blow she suffered a couple of days ago was too great; she might never forget it for the rest of her life.

"Um, hello... Is this the Crown Prince's temporary residence?" Oriana asked in broken Japanese.

Jiebiao suddenly tried to close the door—but Oriana stopped him.

“I think this must be the Crown Prince’s residence,” Oriana chuckled. She opened the door with a strength a hundred times greater than that of a young girl, then lightly walked past Kihara Tsurugi and sat down on the sofa.

"There is no Crown Prince here at all! Please leave now, or I'm calling the police!!" Kibiaki barely suppressed his urge to go berserk as he said this to Oriana.

Just then, I rushed back and saw the door open from afar. Thinking that Kihara had discovered me, I called out, "Hey, Kihara Ayaki~ Is there a blonde woman with big breasts coming over here?"

Finally, Kihara Tsurugi couldn't hold back anymore and went berserk. She pulled a military flashlight from the pocket in front of her apron and pointed it directly at me—after which, several steel crossbow bolts flew towards me at an extremely fast speed.

"Damn it, what's wrong with me?!" I cursed, catching all the crossbow bolts. Then, I dimensionally jumped back into the room. I snapped my fingers, nullifying the spatial abilities within the room. Looking at the furious Kihara Tsuki and the leisurely laughing Oriana, I rolled my eyes. I closed the door.

"Why are you so jealous, you jerk?" I almost cursed out loud, but seeing Jie Biao's lowered head and the expression on her face that looked like she was about to cry, I couldn't say anything.

"This is Miss Oriana Thomson. Like you, she is a Dark Knight. One of my subordinates."

"Is everything you're saying true?" For some reason, Kihara's voice trembled with tears.

"Really, really." I nodded.

"Just a subordinate?" Kihara Tatsuki continued to ask.

"Just a subordinate." I nodded again.

After saying all that, Jiebiao threw herself into my arms.

"Sweetie, sweetie, don't cry." I used the head-patting technique to soothe Jiebiao's emotions.

Just then, Oriana walked up behind me and put her arm around my waist.

“Although I’m just your subordinate now, who knows what the future holds?” Oriana said as she rubbed her breasts against my back.

However, Kibiaki was no longer jealous; he simply looked up and made a face at Oriana.

Chapter Fourteen: The Book of Law

After Kihara Tsuki cried herself to sleep and had her fill of fussing, she drifted off to sleep in my arms. Seeing Oriana giving me a teasing look, I couldn't help but blush and say, "What nonsense were you talking about?"

Oriana, however, inherited the free-spirited nature of Westerners. Without saying a word, she gave me a solid kiss on the cheek. Then, smiling, she said, "I'm going to touch up my makeup," and went into the bathroom.

Damn it. I touched the spot she had just kissed, not knowing what I was thinking. I muttered a curse under my breath.

In my entire life, I've only ever pursued women; I've never been pursued by a woman. This feeling, well, how should I put it... it's novel, but also a little unpleasant.

We absolutely cannot let this go. She kissed me there, so I'll kiss her back there.

I've made up my mind.

After that, Oriana spent about ten minutes touching up her makeup. That's when I realized that what she meant by "touching up her makeup" was basically just going to the bathroom.

Then, after sleeping for about half an hour, Kihara Ayaki still showed no signs of waking up. So I carried her and put her in the taxi, and that's how we went to the airport.

"Hey~ You two seem to get along really well. Is she your girlfriend?" Oriana asked, sitting on the plane, noticing that Kihara Ayaki was still clinging to me and refusing to get out.

I could clearly feel the knot in my arms change. Tch, can't even pretend to be asleep properly.

"No," I said decisively. Immediately, I felt the marker stiffen.

"But who knows what the future holds?" My next sentence almost made Kihara feel like she had gone from hell to heaven. Then, she suddenly felt dizzy and actually fell asleep.

"Is that so?" Oriana, a seasoned mage herself, naturally saw through Kihara Tsuki's little trick. She just hadn't expected me to be so accommodating. A pang of sadness welled up inside her.

The plane arrived in Jerusalem four hours later. This time, six girls came to pick me up. Apart from Index and Last Order, who were clueless and naive, the others were all a little jealous of my sudden departure.

When they saw me bring back two more women, their jealousy turned into anger. Kanzaki and Misaka Mise, being more easygoing, didn't say anything, only frowned. Perhaps they'll find a private moment to have a "proper" talk to me. Mise might even need to enlist the help of her other sisters.

Sasha wanted to take some action, but she was too shy and was currently petrified by Oriana's huge breasts.

Therefore, only one of the extra characters actually took action. She jogged to the front, and I, sensing something was wrong, stepped forward and hugged her. I pretended not to know anything.

"You're really enthusiastic, aren't you?" I said, stroking her hair, then leaned close to her ear and said, "Can't wait? Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'm going to your place."

One sentence made the extra character blush, and in the end, the matter was left unresolved.

That night, assuming all the other girls were asleep, I kept my promise and went to the extra girl's room. But I found several other girls there, for some reason, already asleep. They'd practically delivered themselves to my room.

Well, looks like getting up early tomorrow is out of the question. I rolled my eyes. Then I locked the door and cast a silencing spell on the room, so as not to disturb Index and the last innocent loli next door.

And so, my life returned to peace. Every day I played with Index and Last Order, taught Kanzaki swordsmanship, checked on the Misaka Sisters' adjustments, engaged in indiscriminate fighting with Sasha, clashed with extra characters, teased Kihara Awaki, was teased by Oriana, and satisfied the desires of more than six girls every night...

Peaceful daily life, though slightly boring, is pleasantly relaxing. The mass production plan for superpowered individuals is progressing very smoothly. The sisters' powers have reached the peak of LV3, allowing them to fight normally without goggles. Combined with their electromagnetic rifles, they can even hold their own against LV4 opponents.

Later, somehow the extra individual learned of this, and the child became dissatisfied. She believed that she was originally the strongest among her sisters. As a result, seeing that the others were about to catch up with her, or even surpass her, and become LV5, the extra individual became anxious and began to pester and beg in the experiment.

Whatever. I don't really care. With her LV4 strength, she might reach LV5 sooner. Speaking of which, even within the Jerusalem State Church, there are only a handful of experts at this level. It would be great if we could have one more.

Then there's the issue of Kihara Awaki. As one of the strongest spatial ability users in Academy City, Kihara Awaki also possessed the potential to reach LV5. Unfortunately, it was ruined by an unusual accident in her childhood.

After receiving countless calming magic spells, the aftereffects of using Kihara's abilities disappeared. However, reaching level 5 became slightly more difficult.

So, after obtaining her consent (mainly because I threatened her: if you don't participate, I will go to Academy City to find Kuroko to join), Kihara Ayaki also became another experimental subject of the esper mass production project.

Everything was going smoothly, almost too smoothly for the faint of heart. Apart from the alliance with Academy City being put on hold, all other preparations for war were progressing exceptionally well.

Until this day, I received news: the Book of Laws had been deciphered.

“The one who deciphered the secrets of the Book of Laws was Sister Osora Aquinas of the Roman Catholic Church. An intelligence analyst, she is skilled in deciphering magical codes. The source is accurate,” Leonard said.

“That’s really bad. The Roman Catholic Church’s power was already greatly suppressed by the Jerusalem Church. But unexpectedly, they’ve obtained something like the Book of Law. Tsk, their strength will definitely increase. What a nuisance.” I shook my head after saying that.

“That’s not actually the case,” Leonard continued to explain. “Because the direction that nun was researching was not ‘utilizing the powerful force of the Book of Laws’ but rather ‘eliminating the powerful force of the Book of Laws.’ Therefore, she did not inform the Roman Catholic Church of her method of interpretation.”

"So how did the news get out?" I asked.

"Because... well, how should I put it... that nun's intelligence is really questionable. Or to other people, she might be described with positive adjectives like gentle and innocent. But to me, it's a matter of intelligence. It's completely impossible to have someone like that keep a secret. In just one day, rumors like 'Osora has cracked the secret of the Book of Law' were flying everywhere. The whole Vatican knew about it."

I nodded: "And what is the Roman Catholic Church's response?"

“Those who are disobedient and harbor secrets are best killed,” Leonard said. “However, it seems that Orsola already knew about it. So before the Roman Catholic Church could take action, he had already left the Vatican, supposedly heading to Japan.”

"Japan? Why Japan?" I asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It is said that the message came from the Amakusa-style Cross Church, a local Japanese Christian sect, claiming that it could provide her with protection."

I couldn't help but laugh out loud: "That tiny sect with less than a hundred members wants to claim the Book of Law for themselves? How presumptuous! And that Orsola, he neither wants to hand over the Book of Law to the Roman Catholic Church nor chooses our Jerusalem state church. Instead, he seeks refuge with a third-rate sect like the Amakusa sect. Just like you said, he's got something wrong with his head."

Leonard nodded, acknowledging my question, and then asked, "So, what should we do?"

"That's the Book of Law! It's the Book of Law! If we get it, our strength will increase dramatically. What do you suggest we do?"

Leonard nodded: "I'll arrange for people to help."

"Hey—" I held out my hand, signaling him to calm down.

"What do you plan to do? Deploy elite troops, fight your way to Japan, and retrieve Orsora and the Book of Law. Torture her into talking?"

"Is there any other way besides this?" Leonard asked in return.

"The Amakusa-style Cross Church, doesn't that name sound familiar?" I didn't answer Leonard's question, but instead asked him again.

Leonard's expression turned somewhat disdainful, but he remained silent. I knew that a proud Jerusalemite like him would look down on someone of Eastern descent like Kanzaki.

"Alright, alright, my great commander, how about you give me some face?" I said with a smile, trying to appease him.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare," Leonard immediately lowered his head.

“Very well. Then I will handle this matter personally.” I said, “But you all shouldn’t be idle either. Prepare a large squadron of elite dark knights as soon as possible. This time, we might need you to make a move.”

Leonard's expression softened slightly, and he nodded in agreement.

"Very good." I used dimensional jump again. I returned to the palace. The sudden bright sunlight made my eyes feel uncomfortable. I shook my head to steady myself so I wouldn't fall.

Then let's talk to Kanzaki first.

Chapter Fifteen: Kanzaki's Bonds

Kanzaki Kaori, a cute 18-year-old woman. She possesses a mature appearance and sexy figure that belies her age. Her allure is exceptionally high. Formerly the female pope of the Amakusa-style Cross Cult. Now, she is my personal maid and one of the candidates for future queen.

I'm currently sulking because of some irresponsible scumbag who keeps bringing home cute girls every few days. When practicing kendo, I always go all out, holding nothing back.

Of course, this resulted in a significant loss of physical strength. However, it posed no threat to me. I simply collapsed from exhaustion.

Well, I was just thinking of going to Kanzaki's room to tell her about this. Then I bumped into her at a corner in a corridor. Without a word, Kanzaki dragged me to the training ground. She immediately used her Seven Days and Seven Nights technique to chop me in the head. If that had landed, it might have cut me in two.

I rolled my eyes, knowing in my heart that this battle was inevitable. I drew my Heaven-Slaying Sword and blocked the blow.

Kanzaki's swordsmanship has improved considerably over the years. She's no longer the novice whose neck I could easily pin to in one move. If I'm not paying close attention, I might actually get the upper hand.

However, it wouldn't be good if I hit her too hard and hurt her.

Therefore, my matches with Kanzaki were basically all about me defending and Kanzaki attacking. Once Kanzaki's stamina was exhausted, the battle was considered over.

After half an hour.

Kanzaki lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily, her body spread out in a "T" shape. The long sword she had used for seven days and seven nights lay discarded to the side. She closed her eyes, wanting to do nothing.

Speaking of which, this scene is truly beautiful. It really stirs up the desires hidden deep within a man's heart. It seems like my first time with Kanzaki was at a time like this. Seeing the beautiful woman weak and panting, ready to be taken, I couldn't control myself for a moment. Although Kanzaki resisted with all her might, she was too exhausted to succeed.

That's about it.

As Kanzaki watched me approach again, memories of that day flooded back. Her face flushed, she covered her chest with her hands and asked, "What are you doing?" But this only accentuated her large breasts, making it seem as if she were tempting me.

I chuckled softly. Knowing that business was more important, I mischievously pinched Kanzaki's nose. Then I lay down beside her: "I have something to discuss with you."

The scent of a young girl mixed with the smell of sweat kept wafting over, so I casually picked up a strand of her hair and played with it.

"Why are you asking me? You should talk to someone else about it." Kanzaki's words were laced with bitterness, as if she had suffered some great injustice—and indeed, it was I who had wronged her. Since I was ten years old, Kanzaki had been with me for four years. That was far more than any other girl could compare to.

In this short period, the women around me have come and gone in a blur. Half of them were taken into the palace, and the other half are still outside, their identities yet to be revealed. Although I'm confident I can treat them all equally, there are only twenty-four hours in a day and seven days in a week. It was inevitable that Kanzaki would be neglected. It's normal for her to harbor resentment.

"Never mind, it's all my fault. I've wronged you." I sighed, then hugged Kanzaki's voluptuous body from the side. That's what I said.

Kanzaki's expression softened slightly, but the melancholy in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"What is it? Does it concern me?" Kanzaki asked.

While it may seem related, I actually hope it's unrelated.

So I told her about the Book of Law. Kanzaki was initially confused because before this, her job was just that of a maid (and later, she was also assigned to sleep with someone). I had never consulted her about these so-called important military and national affairs. But then, when the name "Amakusa-style Cross Cult" appeared in my story, Kanzaki's expression changed drastically, and she began to listen attentively.