My ship girl setup is off...

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After embracing for a while, Richelieu took his hand and led him slowly toward the familiar cathedral before them.

Looking upwards, sunlight streams through the original windows and long windows adorned with stained-glass decorations, casting a light that carries a hint of holiness. This light shines on the female statue, making the goddess seem lifelike, bursting with a sense of vitality and mission.

Please come with me here, my love.

Richelieu didn't remind Zheng Ri, who was already lost in his reverie, but waited until he had almost come to his senses before slowly taking his hand and leading him to the side hall, since that was the most important one.

"Speaking of which, there are concubine rooms here?"

"Well, to be precise, it's a place for us to rest, but don't worry, today I am no longer your subordinate, you Richelieu, the pivotal bishop of the Free Iris, but your Richelieu."

Richelieu seemed to know what he was thinking and told him his own thoughts, because spending this rare day off in a different capacity with him, staying by his side, was an experience he had never tried before.

It was very refreshing, and I miss it dearly.

"Alright, so why did you bring me here, Sister Li?"

Knowing she wasn't there for business, it didn't really matter. In fact, I figured I should just keep her company if she wanted to. After all, it was supposed to be a date, but we could do whatever we wanted as long as we were together.

"Well, actually, I've noticed you seem to have some interest in nun's clothes, haven't you? My love."

Seeing the relaxed expression on his face, Richelieu smiled faintly and then spoke out what was on Masaharu's mind, wanting to see his next expression.

"Yes... a little, but I won't dwell on grudges; I'll think about you instead."

Looking at Richelieu's smile, Zheng Ri wondered if she was about to bring this up again. It wasn't good to keep bringing up old grievances, though he decided to let her have her way.

"No, what I mean is, why not give it a try?"

After saying that, Richelieu took out a nun's cap from where he couldn't see it.

Chapter 287 The Volunteer Nun and the Pretended Prey

"...really?"

After Richelieu took out the nun's hat, Zheng Ri already knew what she wanted to do, which was something very daring. Although he wasn't sure if there was such a thing as gods watching over him, he couldn't refuse such a novel idea.

Seeing the light shining through the window lattice onto her face, her delicate and beautiful features took on a gentle and serene air. But her beautiful eyes held a different expression, revealing a restless and eager desire.

It would be a lie to say that one is not excited to hear such things being said and such things about to be done in a sacred and solemn lecture hall.

"Of course, otherwise there would be no point in me bringing out this hat. Besides, shouldn't it be my job as a wife to test and satisfy my philandering husband's desires?"

Sensing the intensity of his gaze, Richelieu blinked his bright eyes, then slowly removed the small top hat from his head and put on the same nun's cap as his own, carefully adjusting the angle.

After adjusting his hat, Richelieu strolled lightly to the red cloth at the bottom of the steps, then gently knelt down, raising his head to look up at the empty space before him.

"My God, thank you for bringing my beloved into my life. For this, I pray that you will grant us eternal happiness and love, and spread blessings throughout the world..."

Zheng Ri watched Richelieu pray to the empty space without disturbing her, because he preferred to focus his attention on Richelieu rather than on the unknown god.

Richelieu, having removed her white rose hat and donned a nun's cap, possessed a lesser air of nobility and arrogance, but instead exuded a delicate and pitiful beauty. The devout and longing expression on her face made her seem like a true nun, so pure and holy that it was heartbreaking.

Furthermore, Richelieu, who was already a noble and beautiful lady in her kimono, now appeared even more elegant and graceful in this devout kneeling posture.

Her rounded figure made Zheng Ri feel that she was clearly born to serve the Lord, but her body was born sinful.

With this in mind, Zheng Ri did not disturb Richelieu until she finished praying and turned to talk to herself.

"I have finished my prayer, my love. We have received God's blessing, which will transform us into birds flying side by side, soaring through this beautiful world."

"Is that so? But rather than becoming a bird, I'd rather stay like this, because that way I can properly embrace you, my Richelieu."

"Hehe~, then I'm so happy, my love. But shouldn't you do something you'd like to try next?"

Amused by his words, Richelieu then seemed to remember something, and a seductive sentence escaped her pink and sweet lips. A blush gradually spread across her gentle and calm face, and her eyes were misty with tears. Her gaze towards him held a coquettishness that she had not allowed during her prayer.

"Try it? How do you taste it?"

Richelieu's words made Zheng Ri feel something, or more accurately, he was struck by her sudden temptation. Just think, the nun who was just praying to God turned around and was about to invite you to make love. This contrast made Zheng Ri feel that she was like a little devil in a nun's habit, looking forward to something she liked.

"How else can I taste you? My love, your reaction is the biggest evidence of your betrayal. Shouldn't you use your prized club to properly discipline this insincere nun and turn me into your slave..."

Richelieu noticed his reaction below, her blush deepened, and her gaze involuntarily lingered on him. Even when she tried to look away, his blush-inducing reaction drew her back to him.

Thinking back, she realized that as the nexus bishop, she had commanded the ship, bringing it glory, winning battles, and carrying out its mission, but she had never felt the guilt of being a wife.

But now, dressed in such elegant and beautiful clothes, wearing a nun's cap and praying to each other, she thought about how she would soon be defiled by her beloved husband in this sacred temple, brutally and forcibly possessed by him, and tainted with his colors and scent.

The stark contrast caused Richelieu to involuntarily utter such shameless words.

He felt his whole body getting hot, his heart was racing, his mind was racing, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was excited about what he was about to do.

Seeing Richelieu's allure, even this seasoned veteran cadre, who had experienced many trials, could not resist her temptation, feeling that his mind could no longer comprehend such things.

If I had any other thought, it would be to go forward and completely make this beautiful and charming Richelieu my own, to etch my mark on her delicate body, to leave an indelible imprint, and to possess her completely.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ri couldn't hold back any longer; she was the one who made the first move.

"Ah! Wait! You can't do this!! Let me go!! No!!"

Richelieu, who was being held down, sensed his eagerness. While feeling delighted, she also thought of some scenes she had seen before. So, following that thought, Richelieu put up a negligible resistance.

She even took the initiative to remove her corset and bindings, allowing her lover's wildness to be fully released on her delicate body.

"Ugh, mmm..."

As if he'd had enough of her screams, Zheng Ri kissed her soft, fragrant lips, beginning his next act of violation...

"Well, what's that sound?"

After Louis IX finished his prayers for the day, he came out of the main sanctuary and heard strange noises, as if something was hitting him, accompanied by indescribable sounds.

Following the sound's source, as it drew closer, Louis IX heard it again, and felt as if she had heard it somewhere before.

Until the door to the side hall was slowly pushed open, what I saw before me...

Chapter 288 Templar Knights

"Yes... thank you for the reward, Master. Richelieu will drink it all..."

With his hands cupped in his hands, kneeling and with his buttocks raised, Richelieu looked up at his lover. Lowering his head, which was no longer haughty, he slowly drank the coconut juice from his hands, savoring its sweet taste. Only after finishing it did Richelieu, with a satisfied expression, say to Zheng Ri:

“The master’s reward… Richelieu has drunk it all, not a single drop left…”

...

"how do you feel?"

Richelieu had changed back to his original appearance, or rather, he had become completely clean. He was still wearing the same white kimono, but it was now clean and white. The seductive look on his face had turned into a gentle and indifferent one, as if what had just happened was a dream.

But Richelieu's still-rosy face and the photos containing crucial evidence all point to the fact that it is true.

"How does it feel? You're the one who made me drink that stuff..."

Then he took out the water he had prepared and drank it, swallowing the remaining taste in his mouth into his stomach. However, even just drinking it like that still had a bit of a taste.

"Well, it's mainly because my sister Li is too lewd, I couldn't resist."

After being glared at by her, Zheng Ri didn't try to take advantage of the situation and instead hugged her in his arms. What a wonderful girl she was, right beside him.

"While it's good to be recognized for my charm, I still feel like something's off."

Richelieu was held in Zheng Ri's arms, and she pouted, clearly dissatisfied with his words. Was lust a good thing or a bad thing?

"It's not strange at all. What I mean is, it's all because you're so beautiful, Sister Li, breathtakingly beautiful. You're so beautiful that I can't control myself. My Richelieu, you're like a gift from heaven, making me ecstatic."

Knowing that Richelieu liked to hear him praise her, he praised her diligently every day, subtly praising her and using all the strength he had in the praise group, making the proud and noble Richelieu's face even more rosy.

Unable to resist, she used her fist, with the force of a spoiled little girl, to land on his chest, looking at Zheng Ri with the same coquettish expression as before, muttering:

"My love, such a direct compliment is very embarrassing. You'll have to find a different way to praise me next time."

Did you like the compliment I just gave you?

"Um..."

He reached out and gently touched her face, which captivated him, and smiled as he spoke. Richelieu nodded softly and replied in a very gentle voice. Anyone would be happy to receive praise, especially from their lover. It would be a lie to say she didn't like it.

"Wouldn't that be great? I have to praise her a lot. My sister Li is so beautiful, how can I not praise her?"

"No way!...Hehe"

With him constantly veering east and west, Richelieu could only force himself to keep a serious expression on his face, but he couldn't maintain it for more than three seconds before bursting into laughter, not for any other reason than that he couldn't put on a serious expression in front of him.

I'm reluctant to part with it, and I don't want to.

"Alright, let's tidy this up, otherwise I'm worried someone might see us. Sister Li, you don't look like a bishop at all right now."

Zheng Ri raised his hand and touched Richelieu's head, feeling the smoothness and beauty of her golden hair, and experiencing her calmness and deep love.

"I've already said, I'm not the bishop now, I'm your Richelieu, my foolish lover. And besides, we were already seen doing this."

Richelieu lowered his head slightly as Richelieu's hand stroked his head, allowing him to make better contact with him and enjoy his affection and love. At the same time, Richelieu said something that surprised Richelieu.

"You were seen? Why didn't you say so earlier? And I was wondering why you were even louder back then... But who was it?"

He stopped stroking her hair and said in surprise, recalling why Sister Li's screams were louder when they were doing it earlier. So that's why.

"That was all to please you, my love. Alright, let's get ready first."

"Then who is watching?"

"This could mean that revealing a woman's information could get you executed by being dragged into a cannon barrel."

Richelieu did not satisfy Zheng Ri's curiosity, but instead took out cleaning tools from another small room to clean up the water that had gotten into the side hall.

Unfortunately, the windows inside couldn't be opened to let the smell dissipate. So, Richelieu temporarily used the perfume he had prepared to cover up the heavy smell while waiting for the natural air to dissipate.

After completing the cleaning together and putting away the tools, Zheng Ri and Richelieu came out of the side hall. However, as soon as they came out, Zheng Ri encountered the Templar Knight, Louis IX.

However, Louis IX's face was flushed with an alluring blush, and he was breathing slightly, surrounded by a pleasant scent. But thinking of what he had to do, he greeted her, since he hadn't seen Louis IX when he arrived.

"Good afternoon, Louis IX. What a coincidence..."

"My prophet, my guide, my commander, it is a pleasure to see you at this time. However, may I go ahead and return to speak with you once I am in good condition?"

After saying that, Louis IX bowed to him and turned to leave quickly, leaving Zheng Ri no time to say anything to stop her. However, when Zheng Ri turned his head and saw the smile on Richelieu's face, he felt that she might know something.

"No, I know nothing about that, but compared to such trivial matters, let's do what's left, like, let's get down to business and have our romantic dinner, my love."

As if knowing what he was thinking, Richelieu explained to him just as he was about to speak, leaving him speechless. Just as he was about to say something, Richelieu took his hand and began to walk with him to their next date, a restaurant.

However, it would be a lie to say that Richelieu was unaware of it, since he personally witnessed his subordinate, the Templar King Louis IX, leaving a small puddle of water at the entrance.

As her complete

I read through the entire thing and saw the traces left behind.

Chapter 289 The Mystery of Women

After leaving the cathedral, Zheng Ri followed Richelieu to the restaurant she had prepared in advance for a meal. The restaurant was not only lavishly decorated and full of ritual, but they also enjoyed a wonderful meal of world-famous cuisine.

Pan-fried foie gras and caviar are both excellent, but they only truly taste good when paired with red wine. Otherwise, they have a slightly strange taste when eaten alone. As for the French snails, they are like large snails, with very good juiciness. The onion soup is also quite good.

As for black truffles... they feel like garlic mushrooms with a weird flavor. They are somewhat fragrant, but I don't think they are valuable at all.

"My love, I wonder if this beautiful feast will satisfy you?"

Richelieu sat down on the second floor of the restaurant with Zheng Ri. He put down his knife and fork and picked up a clean, soft napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth that had a little bit of sauce on them.

He then gently poured white wine into a stemmed glass, brought the glass close to his face, and looked at the person magnified in his eyes through the slightly golden liquid, with a slight smile.

"It's very novel. Although I don't like the taste of some of the dishes, they are mostly delicious. It's a rare culinary feast, since they were all made by Dunkirk herself. And of course, most importantly, you are all here."

Upon hearing Richelieu's question, Zheng Ri thought for a moment and then gave a very good answer, which was certainly the result of careful consideration.

"But I didn't know that Dunkirk could make not only desserts but also these chef-level dishes."

After giving her evaluation of the meal, Zheng Ri turned to look at Dunkirk, who was acting as a waitress. She genuinely hadn't expected her to be so capable. Dunkirk, pleased with Zheng Ri's praise, smiled and explained contentedly:

"Commander, thank you for your praise! However, this wasn't entirely my responsibility; it was also thanks to the help of Forban, Vockland, and Tartu that it was completed. If you have time, Commander, you can visit them at Iris's place."

I think they will be very happy.

"Actually, I have a question: why not just have them all come to see me?"

After talking about Dunkirk, Zheng Ri realized a problem: if they wanted to see him, why didn't they just come to him directly? Why did they insist that he go to them?

However, as soon as Zheng Ri finished speaking, Dunkirk fell silent, maintaining a smile on his face while shifting his gaze to Richelieu, who calmly sipped his white wine without offering any explanation.

"Sorry, it was my mistake, but you're right, I'll go see them when I have time, and of course, you too."

After belatedly realizing the reason, Zheng Ri had no choice but to apologize to Dunkirk and promise to go find them. Of course, he couldn't forget the charming pastry chef in front of him.

"In that case, I'll look forward to it, hehe."

Unexpectedly, he received his affirmation and agreement. Dunkirk smiled happily and then took a step back. After all, it wasn't his home turf yet, and he had to learn to be patient.