The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 350 - 233 An Su: Dad, the Church Nation asked me to

However, Count Karlo didn’t expect An Su to have any good news to share; it was the Church’s major exam period recently, and for all he knew, the lad might have scored quite well.

If An Su had said he scored zero, then Count Karlo would have been able to laugh out loud.

How to pique a reader’s interest with just one sentence... An Su wore a thoughtful expression, his gaze flickering as various ideas collided in his mind. Soon, he found the only solution,

"Our family has a new mber."

"A reward of ten thousand ounces of Gold," Count Karlo’s interest in reading was instantly piqued. Unable to maintain his aloof tone, he paced back and forth in the study, "Girl or boy, what’s the na, when did it happen, and whose is it?"

"Daughter," An Su replied.

"Good, good, a girl." Count Karlo said with a smile, "What’s her na?"

"Luo Xiaohei," An Su answered with a smile, "I am her dad."

Lost in higher mathematics in the attic study, Elf suddenly sneezed. She lifted her head in confusion, gently owed, looking around. The direct intuition of a Saint was warning her... soone seed to be insulting her.

Must be those ingratiating Chaotic Cultist... Elf owed indignantly, didn’t bother with it, and continued to read, having already gone through most of An Su’s notes.

The na sounded strangely odd.

"Is that her nickna?" Count Karlo raised an eyebrow, "Could it be that... child of the Radiant Holy See, that girl called Luojia?"

"So, the real reason you got into the Radiant Holy See was to pick up girls?"

Count Karlo was now thoroughly impressed with his son’s capabilities, having even eloped with the Saintess of the Radiant Church; such a feat could only be achieved by the top scion among playboys.

He really hadn’t expected his son to be playing such a big ga.

Upon reflection, it had been almost a year since An Su left the borderlands to go to the Imperial Capital, the timing just about right.

"...." The corner of An Su’s mouth twitched slightly. He tried to keep his tone normal, attempting to steer the conversation back on track, "Luo Xiaohei was a child we found together in the wilds of the Radiant Diocese."

"Discovered, you an," Count Karlo corrected An Su’s error, thinking his son really had guts, even making children in the wild. The youth of today really know how to live it up, in the sa style as when he wooed An Su’s mother back in the day.

Silent, middle-aged n are always so clueless... An Su thought to himself, "Are you willing to listen to what I have to say now?"

"Go ahead," said Count Karlo cheerfully. In such a mood, he could handle any conversation.

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At the other end of the communication, An Su first checked Elf’s location to confirm that the Alchemical Array was effectively shielding her—he didn’t want the Chaotic Saintess to overhear this part of the conversation. Then he turned his head and whispered to Count Karlo,

"Is the envoy from the Church Nation on our territory now?"

"That’s right." Count Karlo was curious how An Su knew of this, seeing as the lad was far away in the Imperial Capital but still aware of the ho affairs, "I’m planning to drive them out."

He scoffed, "Offering only five thousand ounces of Gold, who do they think they’re insulting?"

...An Su admired Count Karlo’s high level of awareness; he could understand why the Church Nation would make such an offer, presuming the real ’An Su’ ’Lister’ ’Arthur’ had been possessed by the Esoteric Sect, and the borderlands were already within their grasp.

The offer was just a nominal gesture.

"Please accept these Gold coins for now."

An Su urged Count Karlo, explaining the cause and effect of the situation, "...that’s the situation. The Esoteric Sect thinks the real An Su has been taken by them, and now the Demigods of the Sect are asking to threaten you to open the gates of the borderlands."

Count Karlo frowned, not expecting that the situation behind this was more complicated than he had imagined.

It even involved the Demigods of Avad....

Moreover, An Su’s situation and the state of affairs in the Imperial Capital were even more dangerous than he had imagined.

This kid, An Su, went to the Imperial Capital to study knowledge, but who would have thought he’d end up being led astray, going undercover for the Esoteric Sect.

So risky.

Definitely learned so bad tricks... After pondering for a while, Count Karlo concluded that had he gambled on food and drinks honestly, like a proper degenerate youth, how could he have encountered such trouble?

He must handle this with caution...

"So, how do I know... you really are ’An Su’?"

Count Karlo’s tone shifted, being a shrewd man, he imdiately challenged An Su, "Perhaps, you’ve already been possessed, deliberately putting on this act to talk to ."

The situation was complicated; Count Karlo couldn’t be hasty in his judgnt.

An Su’s face was lined with frustration. He hadn’t expected it would co down to proving his own identity. He had been An Su from the start to the end, in every aspect. He wasn’t soone who had transmigrated to this world; he had simply suddenly awakened his mories from a previous life.

"You have one sentence to prove it," Count Karlo said calmly. "If you can’t prove it in one sentence, I won’t believe anything else you say."

How to prove himself in one sentence... An Su’s expression turned thoughtful again, his eyes flickering as various thoughts clashed in his mind. Soon, he found that only solution,

"Luo Xiaohei is actually a cat that Luojia and I adopted together."

"You son of a..." Amidst the tribune’s trembling gaze, Count Karlo once again flipped the expensive mahogany desk. His Majesty the Count was so enraged that his fury rose to his brow, veins bulging, his chest heaving wildly, almost out of breath, "I ( ) your ( ) ( )."

An Su’s re sentence, said in a tone so ordinary, had an earth-shattering impact.

Count Karlo felt he needed oxygen. Just monts ago, he had been happily looking forward to a beautiful future as a grandfather, lost in lovely fantasies, only for An Su’s single sentence to plumt him from heaven to hell.

This familiar sensation of soaring blood pressure, this familiar feeling of a brain bleed stirring, this known haze of shattered illusions...

It all felt so eerily familiar.

Count Karlo was now absolutely certain that the young man before him was indeed his son. Such a familiar defiant son, such a natural feeling of birthright, such behavior warranting grand filial piety - based on his instincts and experience from over a decade with An Su, the man opposite him was undoubtedly his own flesh and blood.

No bastard child could have such purity; no Esoteric Sect Follower could play the role so genuinely.

This kind of inherent nature couldn’t be mimicked by anyone!

"See, I said I wouldn’t talk," An Su said helplessly. "If I continue, you’ll be unhappy again… If I talk, you’ll get angry."

"..." Count Karlo’s face turned grim as he began to ponder how he had ended up creating such a contraption of a son.

"Spit it out if you have sothing to say," Count Karlo said irritably.

Now that he had proven himself to be the real An Su, explaining what followed was easy. An Su revealed a calm smile, "The mission given by the Esoteric Sect’s envoy was to threaten you to open the gates of the border."

"How about this, I reverse the offer and give the envoy ten thousand ounces?" Count Karlo began employing the impressive Radiance tactics, forcefully paving the way with gold, "To open the back door of the Esoteric Sect’s envoy."

"The Church Nation has co aggressively this ti," An Su replied. "If they fail this ti, they might forcefully attack the border."

"We can’t possibly let them in, right?" Count Karlo frowned, not wanting to be a traitor leading the way. He scoffed, "You must have so other idea."

Count Karlo knew his own child’s character best; the kid who had just dared to deceive his own father would not be at a loss in this world!

An Su spoke calmly.

"I have only one hypothesis."

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