NovelAppcr Andrius’ gaze swept through the tightly packed tents, noticing there was no buffer zone between them, indicating that it was the work of an amateur. It was clear that there was no experienced marching instructor among them.
Andrius immediately ordered, “Margerina and Katalina should be in the largest tent in the center. The three of us will attack from three directions. Kill as many as you can and leave no one alive!” The Sauro Church had hundreds of millions of believers on the Obaro continent, and their influence was overwhelming.
Andrius did not want to provoke them if he could avoid it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Got it!” “Understood!” The three immediately took action.
Inside the large central tent, Margerina and Katalina were tied to the bed with their hands bound.
A handsyoung man with golden hair, emerald eyes, and an unusually pale face, was sitting casually on the bed, leering at Katalina. He was the Pontiff’s son, Anton.
Handsome, charming, and suave, he was the perfect idol in the hearts of countless girls on the Obaro continent.
He relied on his father’s power and position to act willfully and arrogantly across the continent.
Anton had long heard of Margerina and Katalina’s famed beauty.
Thus, when he heard that his father wanted someone to go to the capital of Flandom to capture them, he volunteered to lead the team. a His purpose was to enjoy the beauty of the two extraordinary sisters.
After all, Margerina was mature and stunning while Katalina was pure and chaste...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhich man would be able to resist them? However, Margerina’s face had been disfigured by Richard, leaving only Katalina intact. Thus, Anton shifted all his attention to her.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk... What smooth skin!” Anton touched Katalina’s crystal-clear arms with his hands, mocking upward and occasionally smacking his lips. “What a delicacy...” “Y-you...” Katalina did not expect that the son of the Pontiff, the self-proclaimed representative of God, would be such a lecherous person. She struggled and cursed incessantly.
“Rogue! You filthy rogue! Letgo! Get away from me!” However, Katalina was a powerless and bound young woman. She could only struggle and resist in vain.
Anton would not stop because of her furious curses. On the contrary, the louder Katalina screamed, the more excited he became. His actions becincreasingly perverse and unrestrained.
“Anton, future Pontiff...” Margerina begged bitterly with a sorrowful face, “My sister is just a child. Please...
Please spare her...” When she saw that her pleas did not work, her eyes showed a hint of despair, and she said, “I can take her place and serve you well...” Before she could finish, Anton sneered disdainfully. “Shut up! Margerina, | admit that you were once the queen of Flandom. You had power, status, beauty, and charm. It did stir sinterest in me. But now, you're just a disfigured monster. What man would be interested in you?” After saying that, Anton chuckled and reached toward Katalina’s chest.
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