The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 240 - 7: Entering the Cocoon_3

Chapter 240: Chapter 7: Entering the Cocoon_3

"Very well, now pinch your own * and twist it gently," Komer ordered, swallowing his saliva to suppress the desire in his heart.

"Stop! Release your hand!" Confident that the other party had no more resistance to his commands, Komer nodded with satisfaction and finally began to address the main issue.

"What is your name?" It was the first question and one that had to be asked.

"Galian."

"Is Lome also your name?"

"No, Lome is my alias for this mission."

"What is your status within the Church of Light?"

"Protector of the Sanctuary."

"How many Protectors of the Sanctuary are there in your church?"

The girl showed a hint of confusion on her face, and Komer inwardly cursed, realizing that the question might have been difficult to answer, or perhaps there was an issue with the way he posed the question, causing such a reaction. Indeed, after some thought, the girl reluctantly replied, "I serve under Archbishop Alya of the sanctuary in Marco. There may be a few others like me, but they don’t necessarily belong to the sanctuary of Pericles Cathedral. They could belong to the sanctuary directly under the Pope or under the jurisdiction of St. John’s Cathedral."

From her response, Komer could infer that there seemed to be a strong power struggle within the Church of Light. Pericles Cathedral was one of the three major cathedrals in Marco. Besides St. Mark’s Cathedral, where the Pope resided, Pericles Cathedral and another cathedral, St. John’s Cathedral, were the highest governing bodies of the Church of Light in the entire Blue Continent. The Archbishops of both Pericles Cathedral and St. John’s Cathedral represented the Pope in overseeing the secular power of the Church of Light on the Blue Continent. In addition to their own diocesan ecclesiastical affairs, they had to assist the Pope with the daily operations of the Church. Archbishop Alya, the girl mentioned, was indeed the Archbishop of Pericles Cathedral, and she, along with Archbishop Vazinsky of St. John’s Cathedral, were key figures of the influential faction within the Church of Light.

Actually, when she revealed her real name, Komer already suspected that she was likely from the line of Pericles Cathedral, since the Thunderhorse Knight Group was subordinate to Pericles Cathedral. From his own memory, the masked female mage who had caused substantial injury to him during the incident in the forest had been acknowledged by the Thunderhorse Knights as Guardian Gaya; with such similar names, it was hard not to make the connection.

"Do you know the Guardian Gaya?"

"Yes, she is also one of the Protectors in Pericles Cathedral."

"Where is she now?"

"I am not sure. When I left for my mission, she was in Marco, but I heard she might also be tasked with a mission outside."

"What is your main purpose for coming to Caucasus this time?" Finally, he reached the crucial point, which was also what Komer was most worried about. If he was indeed being targeted by the upper echelons of the Church of Light, he would have to carefully consider a way to deal with it. Even if he managed to resolve the current trouble, the problems from the Church of Light would only continue to come incessantly, and Beran and Gustav, those two men, would not be able to change the intentions of the upper echelons.

"This time, it was my own decision. I heard that the Lord of Caucasus might very well be the mastermind behind sabotaging Gaya and the Thunderhorse Knights’ mission last time. And given his special status, the Church currently has no solid evidence against him. Although his evil tendencies are quite obvious, we can only employ surveillance tactics at the moment. While I was assisting the Religious Court in dealing with an evildoer, I simply received an invitation from Caucasus. Hence, I took the opportunity to gain insight into the internal affairs of Caucasus."

He sucked in a breath of cold air. Although the other party’s words were exceedingly simple, it was clear that Mihailovich’s friend had been targeted and fallen prey to the Religious Court. Otherwise, the Light Mage before him would not have come under the pretense of an invitation. This issue had to be clarified.

"Does the Religious Court know about your current mission?"

"No, they are not aware. They were not present when I received the invitee’s invitation letter. I simply imitated his tone and replied with a magic transmission."

"Do you mean that no one in the Church is aware of your action?" Komer couldn’t help the surge of elation in his heart. If no one knew of her unilateral action, then he wouldn’t have to fret over how to deal with the Church of Light. As for the suspicion the Church of Light held against him, that had never ceased since he entered Caucasus. Let them harbor their doubts; as long as he didn’t give them a handle, they wouldn’t dare touch him for the time being.

"Yes, this is just a personal act of mine."

"Then, if you don’t return to the church for a long time, how would your colleagues seek you out?"

"Usually, we contact each other through telepathy, and we handle specific affairs through Magic Scroll Transmission."

Telepathy is a way of contact between individuals whose spiritual power has reached a certain level. However, this method consumes a considerable amount of spiritual power and can only transmit the simplest of information, such as informing the other party of one’s location or state. To exchange detailed information, Magic Scroll Transmission is used, which is essentially a form of small-scale material spatial magic. Though it doesn’t consume much magic power, the magic level required is not low. However, Magic Scroll Transmission can also be affected by many factors such as weather, climate, the geographic positions of the caster and receiver, and their states at the time, so the success rate isn’t high. To ensure successful transmission, it’s often necessary to cast the spell multiple times to avoid delays due to failure.

"Hmm, if they cannot contact you, how would they handle it?"

Taken aback, the girl, who clearly hadn’t faced such a situation before, pondered for a while before responding, "I don’t know how they would react in such a situation."

Having completed the main task, Komer breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed this spying mission was the woman’s own initiative, not an official act of the Church of Light. Nonetheless, it was clear the Church still had considerable doubts about him, though this seemed limited to Archbishop Alya’s faction. Perhaps the incident he happened upon was solely an act of Alya’s faction. He would have to thoroughly explore the internal power structure of the Church of Light to see if there were any gaps to exploit.

His gaze wandered. With the serious matters concluded, the long-suppressed flame within Komer seemed to suddenly roll forth. The girl sitting before him, though with closed eyes and motionless, had breasts rosy as dawn, a delicate waist like willows, and only a small piece of clothing covering her most intimate place. Her long and beautiful legs crossed in harmony and perfection.

"Stand up!"

At the command, the girl immediately stood up straight. Her full breasts swayed with the movement of her body, and the smooth flatness of her belly under the light seemed to reveal the downy hair. Without a hint of shyness, she stood serenely, like a stalwart cedar.

"Take off your panties," Komer ordered, licking his lips and letting out a heavy breath.

With the girl’s natural and elegant movements, the short, white silk panties were stripped off in an instant, and Komer glimpsed the enchanting spot in the brief lift and fall of her feet. The girl stood quietly before him, the shadow beneath her belly clearly visible in the light, with a few mischievous tufts peeking through the gap. A rush of blood surged from Komer’s chest, and he found the desire that had been dormant for so long seemed to explode at that moment.

Gently placing his hand on her firm and elevated breasts as tenderly as a lover’s caress, the girl’s body shook with a strange tremor. Struggling to remove his hand from her lingeringly, and nearly unable to control his emotions, Komer had to use the Cooling Agent once again to calm the boiling of his blood. This was not the right time to indulge in her body, and although Komer didn’t mind resorting to vile and despicable means, this was not his preferred method. If he wanted to truly enjoy her, it had to be with her willing submission, a feat he could achieve once he transformed her into a brand-new person.