As a villain, he could do whatever he wanted.

Although in the game, this villainous young master was defeated by Leah, who had the protagonist's plot armor fully activated, after only a few uses of the magic sword, the existence of this setting is still clearly confirmed.

As for Leus, who had traveled through time, he also made good use of this advantage.

As for where the Demon Sword came from... actually, the location is marked in the game; it was buried in a deserted cave.

Originally, this magic sword was found by Lia by chance in a cave. It was named "Silver Day" and its color and unique skills matched Lia perfectly, making it her exclusive weapon.

Meanwhile, Leus used the information he had about the game to dig the magic sword out of the cave in advance and use it by himself.

From the age of five, he used the Demon Sword to train himself, secretly increasing his fusion with the Demon Sword and constantly drawing power from it to make himself stronger.

And so far, only he knows about his affair with the Demon Sword. He usually hides the blade in his palm, and no one has noticed anything unusual about it. Therefore, even if he uses the Demon Sword now, Helen on the other side cannot see his true identity.

"I'm sorry, Lia... I'll definitely return this sword to you once I find a new magic sword. As for now, let your brother keep it..."

After silently apologizing to Leah, Lius snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, pointing the sharp blade toward Helen.

"Get out of my way and let me out. You know the power of the Demon Sword. If you don't want to get hurt, leave now. I'm only here to rescue my companions. I have no intention of starting a fight with you."

“Oh? Are you leaving, cultist? That won’t do. My duty is to protect the church. As a bishop, I cannot ignore your invasion. I will absolutely not let you go today,” Helen said, shaking her head as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"In that case... if negotiations break down, then we'll have no choice but to continue the war..."

"Don't be in such a hurry, Mr. Cultist. Although I won't let you pass, I do have a new suggestion for you. I wonder if you would be willing to accept it?"

"A new proposal?"

"Yes, after all, Mr. Cultist, you are a talent that is one in a million. It would be such a pity if you were eliminated directly, therefore..."

Helen paused for a moment, then smiled warmly and gently extended her small hand towards Leus:

"Please allow me to extend an invitation to you: would you like to join our church? Abandon darkness and embrace the light. As long as you put down that cultist lady behind you, I guarantee you will leave this place safely, and I sincerely welcome you to become a member of our church."

"Oh? You want me to join the church?" Leus blinked in surprise.

"Yes, isn't it great? We can serve our beloved gods, receive their blessings, and enjoy extremely superior resources. Such a good thing is not something ordinary people can enjoy. You must be very tempted, Mr. Cultist!"

Helen's face lit up with an excited smile, making no attempt to hide her fervor for the church, and she continued to utter encouraging words to Leus:

"Although your initial status in the church might not be very high, with your status as a magic swordsman, Mr. Heretic, and with my recommendation, promotion won't be difficult. At that time, you'll gain both wealth and status, and you might even have the chance to hear the voice of God and become one of the church's chosen ones. Such a wonderful future is something to look forward to just thinking about it..."

As she said this, Helen continued to walk toward Leus. As if to show her sincerity, she even put down the Cracked Greatsword in her hand and came to Leus in a weaponless state, placing her hand on the back of his hand.

"So, that's my proposal. What are your thoughts, Mr. Cultist?"

"Forehead……"

Faced with Helen's very proactive and sincere invitation, Lius didn't know how to respond. His right hand, which was holding the hilt of his sword, was suspended in mid-air, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

"..."

He glanced at Helen, whose face was filled with fervor, then stroked the boy on his back. After a few seconds of silence, an idea gradually formed in his mind, and he continued:

"So... Sister Bishop, you mean that if I leave my companions behind, you'll invite me to join the church?"

"Yes, that's it. So, Mr. Cultist, are you going to agree now?"

"Well... it sounds tempting, but it doesn't really appeal to me much. What I want isn't promotion opportunities or money; it's something more important..."

“Oh? Something more important?” Helen smiled slightly. “Mr. Cultist, are you referring to the doctrines of your cult? Heh, such things are no big deal at all. Rather than continuing to cling to that evil and hopeless cult, serving the Goddess is a much brighter path…”

As Helen spoke, she was about to continue explaining the goddess's teachings to Leus, but Leus shook his head:

"No, that's not what I meant. I'm talking about something more important... actually, I meant women."

"Huh? A woman?"

Hearing this, Helen tilted her head in confusion, seemingly not quite understanding at first. Meanwhile, Leus leaned close to the girl's ear, subtly adjusting his position as he whispered to Helen:

"Yes, what I want is a woman, a very beautiful woman to be my wife. The woman behind me was originally my fiancée. If you hadn't captured her, we were planning to get married soon. But now you want me to abandon her? Of course, that's impossible."

Adopting an air of self-righteousness, Lius waved his hand slightly, then continued in a meaningful tone to the bishop before him:

"However... since you invited me so sincerely, Miss Bishop, I can't refuse without any room for negotiation. How about this: if you can find a girl as beautiful as my fiancée and make her my wife, then I'm willing to join your church."

"A girl who is just as pretty..."

"Yes, for example... Bishop Helen, you are just as beautiful as my fiancée. If you, Bishop, are willing to become my wife, I am willing to join the church. How about that? This condition is reasonable, isn't it?"

After saying this with a playful tone, Leus took a step back, holding his breath and observing Helen's expression, ready to react to the girl's possible outburst of anger or shyness, in order to find a possible opportunity to escape.

If Helen reveals even a momentary flaw in her words, he is confident he can bypass her or knock her unconscious, thus escaping this place.

Come on... whether it's a furious roar or a blush of shame, let it all out...

Such thoughts echoed in Leus's mind, but Helen's next reaction greatly exceeded his expectations.

"Hehe...that is indeed a reasonable request, you can do it!"

"Huh? What..."

Hearing this calm, conversational tone, Leus blinked in surprise, while Helen maintained a meaningful smile, placed her hand on Leus's shoulder, and nodded slightly.

"If you, Mr. Cultist, are willing to join the church, then I would be happy to be your wife! So, are you ready to marry me now? And join the church with me?"

"This……"

At the girl's slightly amused words, Leus's eyes twitched a few times. His mind became momentarily confused by this sudden answer...

Chapter Fifty-Six: Gentle Cotton

"So, Mr. Cultist, now that we've agreed, do you plan to hold our wedding first, or attend the cult's initiation ceremony first?"

"This……"

Faced with Helen's invitation, Lius was momentarily at a loss and instinctively took a step back, keeping a certain distance from the girl.

How could this happen...? Shouldn't she usually just stand there stunned or angrily berate herself?

But the bishop agreed without hesitation and even took the initiative to discuss the "wedding" with him.

Could it be that she sensed his intention to escape? Was she deliberately feigning agreement to stall him here? Or perhaps she wanted to lower his guard so she could strike decisively?

but……

Looking at the gray-haired girl in front of him who had thrown her weapon behind her back and was opening her arms to him as if to embrace him, Lius could not sense any hostility from her for the time being.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Mr. Cultist? Why are you backing away? Are you shy? Hehe, don't be shy. Didn't you just say you wanted to marry me, Mr. Cultist? Why are you backing away now?"

Seeing that Leus suddenly hesitated, Helen maintained her smile, tilted her head slightly, and asked Leus with a smile.

"Um... Miss Bishop, are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious. After all, Mr. Cultist has offered such excellent conditions, how could I refuse?"

“Excellent conditions…”

"Yes, all I need to do is marry you, Mr. Heretic, and I can bring a one-in-a-million magic swordsman under my wing. It's such a great deal! Of course, I have to seize this precious opportunity. In fact, if you ask me, becoming your wife, Mr. Heretic, is a huge bargain."

With her arms crossed, Helen smiled gently at Leus and said something. Leus gradually realized what was happening from the girl's words and began to ponder in his daze.

"Hmm... Thinking about it carefully, it does seem to make sense. According to the setting, those who can wield the magic sword not only possess abundant strength, but also, if they combine with such a person, the magic power within the combined person will be enhanced. Some heroines in the game have increased their combat power by combining with Lia. In that case, it makes sense for the bishop to want to recruit me, this 'cultist'..."

Thinking of this, Leus blinked slightly and looked at Helen in front of him again.

cultists... church... bishop's daughter...

In an instant, a strange sense of unease surged into Lius's heart.

He couldn't quite explain why, but putting those words together suddenly made him feel more resistant to the girl.

"Miss Bishop, you..."

"Hmm? What's wrong, Mr. Cultist? Are you going to give me a formal answer?"

Still maintaining her gentle smile, Helen's eyes flickered slightly as she looked at Leus with an innocent and radiant expression, seemingly eagerly awaiting his reply.

"..."

Sensing the smile on the girl's face, Leus remained silent for a few seconds, concealing his initial wariness, before finally speaking calmly:

"Miss Bishop... if someone else confessed their feelings to you, would you accept them?"

"Oh? Hehe, of course not. Some girls did confess to me before, but they weren't my type, so I rejected them all. Mr. heretic, you don't need to worry. I'm very pure. My first love, first kiss, and first night will all be given to only one person! That is you, Mr. heretic who is about to join the church."

"If a new magic swordsman appeared here now and confessed his love to you in the same way, would you accept him?" Lius continued to ask.

"Ha, Mr. Heretic, are you testing my loyalty? You can rest assured about that. After all, you were the one who came here first, so it's first come, first served. I accepted your confession, so naturally I won't accept anyone else. A wife must be faithful to her husband. This is also a doctrine of the gods, and I will never violate it."

After saying this, Helen paused slightly, then looked at the unconscious Yu behind Leus and gently waved to Leus.

"Alright, I've given you all my answers. Mr. Cultist, you should make your response now, right? Put down the cultist lady behind you, and remove your mask as well, so I can see your true face. Then our agreement will be valid."

"Take off your mask now?"

"Of course, since we're getting married, we should show our true faces to each other. And if you'd like, I can even serve you here after you take off your mask!"

Helen gently raised her right hand to her lips, made an "OK" sign, made a circle with her thumb and forefinger, and gently extended her pink tongue, inserting the tip of her tongue into the circle, and suggestively licking along her fingers.

In the dim light, Helen, dressed in a nun's habit, had a flushed face and a charming expression. The conservative nun's habit paired with her bold and ambiguous movements created a wonderful contrast, adding a touch of allure to the surrounding atmosphere.

"Gu..."

Watching Helen stick out her tongue, Leus couldn't help but swallow slightly.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it hard to reconcile the alluring gray-haired girl in front of him with the serious-looking nun he had seen during the previous battle.

I have to say, this contrast is really exciting...

"So, Mr. Cultist, let's make a deal. You'll be absolutely satisfied..."

With her breathing quickening, Helen pressed herself against Leus's face, her delicate, warm hands clasped together, her body scent a blend of sweat and fragrance, relentlessly eroding the young man's reason in the confined space.

“Miss Bishop…”

Following the girl's delicate face, Lius gently leaned down and used his fingers to gather a few strands of her smooth, long gray hair, a dreamy look appearing in his eyes.

"Your Excellency, were you serious about what you just said?"

"Of course, that's the truth."

"Then, Miss Bishop, do you...love me?"

"Of course I love it! If you still don't believe me, Mr. Cultist, you can try... my first kiss."

As she said this, Helen smiled knowingly, pouting slightly as she moved closer to Leus. Leus, in response to the girl's passionate kiss, took a step forward and bent down to kiss Helen's lips as well.

Then, in the next moment...

"Whoosh!"

A sharp glint flashed from Helen's wrist, and in an instant, the short dagger that had emerged from her sleeve stopped in front of Leus's chest, less than three centimeters from his throat. It could be said that if the girl had thrust forward one more step, she could have taken Leus's life in less than a second.

The sudden assassination attempt instantly froze the previously relaxed atmosphere.

However, after drawing her dagger, Helen did not make any further moves.

Instead, she froze in place, not daring to move an inch further.

"Gu..."

After swallowing hard, Helen's right hand, which was holding the dagger, trembled slightly and was forced to stand still in mid-air. A rare look of tension appeared on her face, and a bead of cold sweat rolled down her forehead.

The cause of all this was... a sharp longsword near her neck.

"Phew, sorry Bishop Helen, it seems I'm still one step ahead."

Holding the magic sword he had raised first, with its sharp blade pressed against Helen's neck, Leus shook his head slightly and said this.

"So, you figured it out after all..."

Helen pursed her lips at Lius's words, casting him a look of resentment and confusion, seemingly puzzled as to why her "assassination operation" had been exposed...

Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Initial Stage of Getting Along with the Bishop's Daughter

"How...did you see through my thoughts?"

Staring at the blond-haired boy who was holding her up, Helen broke out in a cold sweat. With a furrowed brow, she forced herself to remain calm and asked Lius this question.

At this moment, the silver-white blade was almost completely pressed against the girl's skin, sharp and menacing, and had even left a faint bloodstain on Helen's delicate skin.