The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 253 - 195: Goal: Seduce Merlin! (Two in One)

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"The beauty girls of the Three Major Orders all act together, tempting the saints en masse. When the ti cos, all saints will fall, and the entire Church will have no future," Find your next adventure on .Côm

An Su said with a smiling face, after all, he was not a devil; he truly considered everyone’s well-being, aiming for the maximization of human happiness.

Out of a genuine desire to do good for all and to spread the teachings of the Radiant Goddess’s universal love, An Su had proposed this plan.

On careful analysis, from the starting point, the saints got girlfriends, and the Cultists completed their infiltration mission; this was a fair and loving win-win.

And looking at the results, the saints had fallen, and the Cultists had turned female; this too was a fair and loving win-win.

Two consecutive win-wins an winning four tis over.

Thinking about winning so many tis in a row, An Su’s smile grew even more kind and gentle.

"You this... Born..." Having heard An Su’s shocking plan, every Esoteric Religion genius fell silent.

Their scalps tingled.

Sweat soaked their backs.

They had thought there was nothing more terrifying in this world than ’mbers of a girl group being old n,’ but it seed they had celebrated too soon. With human imagination, one could not asure the depth of Chaotic Ladder’s moral baseline.

No sooner had they beco sworn brothers with this guy than they were about to beco his sisters!

Absolute refusal of the Chaotic Ladder’s proposal... Cultists turned their hopeful eyes to Bishop Rada, only to agonize at seeing him ponder contemplatively.

You couldn’t possibly agree to such a preposterous plan, could you?

After listening to An Su’s suggestion, Bishop Rada felt the young fellow had made a very good point. As a Bishop of Pain, he judged the quality of a plan by its capacity for suffering; the more painful, the better. Observing the expressions of the Cultists, he knew An Su had proposed an excellent strategy.

And it had already achieved so results too.

"His Excellency Rada," a Priest of Pain noticed the expression on Rada’s face and felt increasingly uneasy. In the interest of maintaining the dignity of the Crimson Legion, he attempted to advise, "Becoming a woman is not our style in the Esoteric Religion! It goes against our ancestral laws!"

Bishop Rada fell into contemplation once again.

Bishop Rada heard that Yue’er and Miss Yangzi already had many saint fans in the Imperial City, who knelt before their idols day and night and devoted all their wealth, their fervor even causing the Esoteric Religion to feel embarrassed.

His exceptionally sharp mind was deep in thought.

If a fan organization has the sa clear hierarchy as the Esoteric Religion, the sa devoted followers, and the sa ability to amass wealth and brainwash as the Esoteric Religion, then it is the Esoteric Religion; it’s all in the style of the Esoteric Religion!

"Hmm, Saintess Elf, what do you think?" Bishop Rada began to seek the Chaotic Saintess’s opinion.

"I think that’s exactly the style we should have in the Esoteric Religion!"

Saintess Elf raised both hands in agreent, as her life goal as the Chaotic Saintess had always been to seek fun, and An Su’s plan was full of it; how could she refuse?

Even Saintess Elf was looking forward to seeing what more interesting things An Su could co up with.

"Hehehe," the Demigod Bram chuckled darkly, "This old one has no objections either."

As a Bishop of Life and secretly a biology professor, Bram was interested in all kinds of biological experints, such as the one he was pondering at the mont—

If a Cultist accidentally got pregnant while transforming, could they successfully give birth to the child?

Would he be considered the child’s father or mother?

If two gender-swapped Cultists were forced into a relationship, would their affair be considered homosexual?

A series of interesting biological and even ethical experints continuously flashed through Bram’s mind. The Cultists below the stage shivered, sensing an indescribable horror in Bram’s gaze.

With both bishops and one holy maiden in agreent, An Su’s proposal was unanimously passed.

Bishop Rada admiringly looked at An Su; the kid had potential.

Smart brain, low moral standards, and loyalty to the Esoteric Religion, he was fit for great responsibilities.

After all, in the world of Magicians, the protection of magic property rights was highly valued. No one wanted to share their Magic Circuits, and even less so if they were Cultists.

An Su’s "Gender Transformation Spell" was so flawlessly executed that even Rada himself could not find a loophole. An Su must have put a lot of thought into writing it, yet he shared it generously and didn’t charge a penny...

His broad vision far surpassed that of the so-called Esoteric Religion geniuses.

Look at the faces of everyone else, Bishop Rada scanned the crowd, observing each person’s expression— one after another, they were cringing in fear. Just turning into a girl, don’t you even have that bit of courage!

Bishop Rada had long harbored a rage in his heart with nowhere to vent it.

The source of that anger was complex, most of it related to An Su and his friends, but since the three had made achievents and gained rit, he had to find sowhere else to vent.

This ti, he had caught a perfect opportunity.

"This matter is settled, everyone must learn the ’Gender Transformation Spell’ within tomorrow!"

He snorted coldly, his demigod might oppressing the whole assembly, forcibly suppressing all their grievances. His crimson pupils swirled with the flas of vengeful souls that could engulf the entire world.

"If you’re too afraid to be a woman for even an hour, too afraid to lose your manhood for even an hour, rember, a true woman goes for decades without it!"

Bishop Rada rebuked them all.

Before officially starting his career, the bishop had served as a Pain School’s disciplinary director for a term, and his speech carried the air of that role, especially terrifying with his bald head, full of intimidation and relatability.

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