[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 168 [English]

Chapter 164 Collusion

When the bishop saw my face clearly, he subconsciously took a step back and his momentum dropped.Most people in this church only know that I can’t be messed with, but they don’t know my true identity. He is the only one who not only knows who I am, but also knows who is behind me.If he were to teach others, he would probably have 11,100,000 ways to make people unable to speak, or even disappear.But only for me, he can’t do anything!He realized this, looked at me as if he saw a living hell, and finally began to tremble.

“Don’t let go yet!” I scolded with a sullen face.

The bishop was falling in extreme panic. When I scolded him, he jumped up and took a few steps back to the long table, avoiding the source of the scandal.As soon as I saw he had escaped, I hurried forward, keeping an eye on the bishop while checking Luke’s situation.

Luke’s wrists were tied with pre-tied knots, and as long as they were tightened, they became inescapable.The bishop was obviously also afraid of the warrior’s ability. The rope used was very thick and could not be untied with my delicate hands.When I didn’t know what to do, I heard Luke whisper to me: “There is a dagger in my boot…”

I drew my weapon according to He’s instructions, and the short blade flashed in the sunlight, making the bishop over there tremble.I glanced over and saw he’s face was flustered, but his cloudy eyes flashed with a fierce light. His hands were groping on the table, and he seemed to have caught something.I stared at he coldly and said, “At this time, my guards should have been waiting outside. If you want to kill me, you should quickly plan how to explain to her later!”

To be honest, I am only seventeen years old now, and I am dressed in plain clothes. My appearance is delicate and soft, and my posture is graceful, which makes people’s hearts itch. Even my voice is childish and soft. Although it threatens him, it has no deterrent effect at all.But these few words really shocked he, not because of me, but because of the supreme, ruthless king of this country behind me!

By this time, he had completely given up on his death struggle and realized that he could only rely on my mercy for his survival.He’s face was ashen and his hands dropped weakly.I snorted coldly, then turned around with relief, and used the dagger to cut the rope around Luke’s wrist.

I am weak and not used to using a knife, so it took me some time to cut the rope and let Luke go free.He gasped for breath, struggled to sit up from the couch, and gave himself some time to gather his consciousness.At this moment, he was in a miserable state, his clothes were disheveled, his face was agitated, but he had a strong sense of humiliation.When I looked at he, I felt a thump in my heart, a heat wave surged up in my body, and the back of my neck was numb.Then, feeling shocked and ashamed, he bit his lip, clenched his fists, and dug his nails into his palms to suppress the sudden physical commotion.

At this moment, Luke suddenly jumped up from the couch and rushed toward the bishop like a falcon attacking a rabbit.The bishop only managed to utter a half-exclamation, and his stomach was touched by Luke’s knee. His voice was muffled, and his body could bend down.Luke took advantage of the situation to clasp He’s head with both hands, and sipped it vigorously on the corner of the table. Hearing the horrifying sound of his skull cracking, the Bishop’s body went limp and fell to the carpet.All this happened in a flash, and I didn’t react until it was all over!

sky!He killed the bishop!

I was so shocked that I didn’t even make a sound. My eyes were wide open and my little face turned pale with fear.Luke paid a heavy price for this swift attack. He almost fell to the ground together with the bishop. He held on to the table at the critical moment to maintain his health.He looked up, with guilt in his eyes. He struggled to squeeze out a few words and explained to me: “You can’t keep he.”

I forced myself to calm down and understood what he meant.Church leaders have great prestige and power of speech. If the bishop is allowed to live, he will definitely confuse right and wrong, confuse the masses, and desperately get rid of Luke and me, the two thorns in his side.It is too terrifying to have such an opponent. Even Uther may not be able to escape unscathed if he directly confronts Religion.I don’t want to cause any trouble for Uther. It is indeed the wisest choice to get rid of this corrupt bishop at this time.

This is the truth, but the one who falls in front of us now is the Archbishop of the church, the most prominent figure in this country!He died on the floor of the tasting room like this. How should we, the two parties, explain it to others!

The last time I saw a murderer with my own eyes was more than ten years ago in the palace of Sodom, and it felt like a lifetime ago.Now looking at the dead body in front of me, with the skull shattered and the blood staining the carpet in black and red, I feel cold all over my body and at a loss what to do.My mind was blank here, but Luke, who was in danger over there, had already made arrangements. But I couldn’t do anything, so I had to command me with a trembling voice: “Open that wine barrel.”

I followed he’s instructions and saw in the tasting room, a set of small but very expensive and simple wine barrels and wine racks, solemnly enshrined on the altar.I know this is the wine of the saints, the red wine that the apostles drank with the Holy Father.Luke asked me to uncork the wine barrel and let the wine flow out.I thought about the preciousness and sanctity of this wine, and hesitated for a moment, not daring to go over and offend the sacred object.

Seeing that I didn’t move, Luke tried his best to speak again: “The wine has been drugged…”

I understood everything immediately.Today is the Holy Feast Day. The bishop must have used the wine of the saints as an excuse to force Luke to come here and trick him into drinking the wine.No matter how careful Luke was on guard, he would never have imagined that the bishop would be so bold as to defile such a sacred thing for his own lust.Thanks to the bishop, what is now placed on the altar is no longer a sacred drink, but a bucket of vile pornographic drugs.

With my thoughts at this point, I stepped forward resolutely and uncorked the wine. The red wine flowed gurglingly and was absorbed by the carpet, completely destroying this shameless evidence of guilt.Behind him, Luke was not idle. He pulled off the tablecloth on the long table, and the items on the table clattered and fell, scattered around the bishop’s body. This created the illusion that the bishop was drunk, fell down, and accidentally hit his head and died.

Luke was drugged with strong prostitutes and was mentally retarded. He was able to come up with a solution so quickly in the midst of numerous crises. This made me feel a little uncomfortable.After the scene was covered up, we should leave as soon as possible, but all of Luke’s actions and plans just now were at the end of his efforts. He tried to grit his teeth and hold on, but after taking two steps, his body fell down.I hurriedly reached out to help him and barely managed to lift him up.

At this time, he also knew that he could not get out with his own strength.he smiled helplessly at me and said, “I’m sorry…”

As he spoke, his arm wrapped around my shoulders.At this time of life and death, I didn’t care about him, and quickly held his waist to maintain his balance.With my strength, it was impossible for him to hold up his whole body, and he knew this very well, so I only let me share part of his weight, and still managed to move forward on my own.In this way, although we were both out of breath, we were able to escape from the murder scene together.