Chapter 588: With such a serious injury, deep treatment must be performed immediately!

Inside Li Chen's private castle, the gilded candlestick reflected his contemplative face.

He leaned on the soft couch covered with snow leopard fur, thinking about the next things.

After this battle of exterminating the Blood Demon Society, his reputation would surely spread throughout the Eternal Day Empire; it was time to go to the Pope's Palace and give the Pope a surprise.

"My Lord!" Carlos ran in cheaply, kneeling on the ground with a thud: "The subordinate has something to report."

Li Chen lazily raised his eyelids: "Speak."

"Among the rebels captured from the Blood Demon Society, many are sincerely repentant." Carlos rubbed his hands, his face full of flattering smiles, "They all beg the Lord for a chance."

Li Chen frowned; letting people know their mistakes and return to the right path was indeed the practice of the Holy See, but the process was very cumbersome, and he didn't want to waste time on this.

Carlos observed his words and expressions; having been Li Chen's dog for a period of time, he seemed to see Li Chen's thoughts and immediately added: "Especially the four wives of the Blood Demon Society President, they cried so pear-blossom-like, saying they must confess to the Personal Guard Lord in person."

"Oh?" Li Chen instantly gained spirit, put down his wine glass and stood up: "Since they are so sincere, I will go see them myself."

In the square outside the castle, dozens of Blood Demon Society "sinners" knelt neatly on the ground.

Around them stood majestic Holy See knights, their silver armor shining brightly in the sunlight.

Those who could live to get here were naturally willing to surrender.

As for those hard bones, they had long since been handled cleanly by Carlos, this "glorious Holy See steward."

Li Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping through the crowd.

Carlos immediately leaned forward like a dog: "My Lord, this is Cecilia, the First Wife of the Blood Demon Society President."

I saw a young woman with golden hair and blue eyes kneeling in the front row, her slender neck lowered, the silver silk dress outlining breathtaking curves.

Li Chen shook his head with heartache: "So young, she must have been forced by the Blood Demon Society President; look at her pale complexion, it's obviously long-term lack of sleep; someone, send her to my castle to recuperate for a few nights."

Carlos understood: "The subordinate understands!"

Turning around, he winked at the maid and whispered: "Quickly send the Lady to the best guest room in the West Wing... no, send her directly to the Personal Guard Lord's bedroom!"

The second wife, Flora, was brought up; this purple-haired beauty had surging waves on her chest, almost bursting her clothes.

Li Chen looked indignant: "Sinful! The Blood Demon Society President is truly worse than a beast, actually beating her chest until it's swollen like this! Must be treated immediately, send her to my room, I want to personally cast a healing spell for her."

Carlos held back his laughter and nodded repeatedly: "The Lord has a benevolent heart and benevolent art!"

Just like this, the good-looking women were all accepted by Li Chen for various strange reasons.

The men were simply sent to the church to confess.

Throughout the process, Steward Linna stood by and recorded seriously, the gold threads in her silver hair shining in the sunlight.

She suddenly realized: "So that's it, this is what the Personal Guard Lord said about 'analyzing specific situations specifically'; treating lost lambs, sure enough, one must teach according to their aptitude!"

Linna's emerald eyes were full of worship.

The surrounding bishops and knights all showed expressions of sudden realization, admiring the Personal Guard Lord's "wisdom" to the point of prostration.

A few young nuns were even moved to tears, completely failing to notice that Li Chen was staring intently at Flora's buttocks.

Li Chen couldn't wait to treat Flora now; this loudness must be extraordinary.

Carlos held back his laughter, thinking that this Personal Guard Lord really played "double standards" to a new height.

But thinking about it, he was also a vested interest, so he cooperated even more vigorously:

"My Lord, this is the daughter of the Third Steward of the Blood Demon Society, it is said that since childhood she was forced..."

"Too pitiful! Send her to the East Wing for recuperation immediately!" ===== CHAPTER 589 =====