The Villain's Story

Chapter 481 [481] The Crystal Palace.[4]

481 [481] The Crystal Palace.[4]

"That was quite tiring..."

James said, as he looked at the city below from the high walls of the church. The only thing Stefan's room had worth noticing was the view. Since it was in the corner of the church facing a majority of the sea, James was able to see everything.

Well, almost everything. He used mana to enhance his optical nerves and observe the city. The snakes had penetrated almost everywhere, and each citizen had one in their mind, whether it be a noble, or the common man.

Even royalty was not safe. Only the church remained unscathed.

James would do the church manually, each and every important member would become a sl-

"Beautiful, isn't it?"

Stefan's voice broke his line of thought, He looked behind him, at the young man sitting on the floor. The knight was inside the room as well, standing guard.

"Yes, it is an amazing view."

James said. It wasn't completely false. For a medieval city of its time, it was quite splendid. The roads and houses were pretty, and the towering castle was a sight to behold. The church, as well, was amazing.

Adorned with whatever jewellery existed and intricate scriptures, It was a sight to behold.

A shame it would all go to ruin in a few days.

"It is only because of the deity."

'Deity' he said, as he mentioned the being the empire worshipped. And whom he was an apostle of. When Stefan mentioned it, his eyes gained fervour. As if it was an honour to just do that for him.

"Do not worry, brother, Once I become the pope. I will surely help all in the continent.

"Yes, Yes."

James said, as he looked at the clock in the room. It was getting late. If he stayed here any longer, the church would grow suspicious.

And the church, which was filled with his enemies, would rush towards any opportunity to smite him like rabid dogs.

"You should get going, Lest the church..."

"Yes, I should."

James left the room shortly after. He felt suffocated just being in there with the kid.

The knight stepped out with him, to guide him back to his room. But, the knight seemed to be alone after a few moments.

"Now... I guess I have to see the higher-ups myself."

James muttered, as his figure melded into the darkness, becoming invisible to the naked eye. The knight, who was under his control, proceeded forward. Doing what it was assigned.

The knight, at this point, had lost all sense of self. Anything that remained of his original identity in his mind was gone. And the rest who had been infected were the same. They were nothing more than pieces to James now, who controlled each and every action of theirs.

It was a frightening power to look at, a much, much stronger version of Serena's skills.

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In a lavish room, where not a single inch was not covered in gold, diamonds or other jewellery. A man in a priest robe threw a golden cup at a Nun.

He was dressed in a pure white robe, with a comically large hat. The man was a bishop in the church, expressing his frustration.

"He brings a fucking barbarian over here?!"

Like a child, he was throwing a tantrum. Abusing his servants and knights, and destroying his room. Well, not like it was his money that made all of this, so why should he care?

"Then, You're telling me, the fucking barbarian is well liked among the common rubbish?!"

He yanked the nun's headpiece, tearing it apart, and threw her at a wall. The knight could only watch this happen, unable to do anything because of the collar on his neck, which bound him like a dog to the bishop.

"This is a desecration! A desecration of our principles!"

'As if you follow those principles...'

This was the most disliked bishop that existed in the church. 'Everyone' hated him, but because of his backing and his position, most couldn't say anything.

However, the knight, maybe tired of his actions, in a bid of chivalry rushed at the priest and strangled his neck. With his strength, he held the man up.

"What are you doing?!"

The priest's eyes glowed, as he tried to control the man, but to no avail.

'Why is my control not working?'

He thought, and just as he was about to attack with a skill, he caught o a glimpse of a figure in the knight's eyes. The figure was behind him, and looking down at him. But because of his predicament, he could not turn around.

"Stop."

He heard from behind, and the Knight loosened his grip, before tightening it once again.

"Oh my, how much did you abuse the poor lad for him to override my control?"

The next moment, the knight was thrown against the wall by the man.

"Scou-hmph!"

"Shut the fuck up."

The man, James, grabbed the mouth of the bishop and sealed it shut. The bishop's teeth shattered from his strength, and his jaw would follow soon.

A small cavity appeared on James palm, which birthed a snake that travelled down the throat of the bishop and took control of him quite swiftly.

"Well, that should make you the last one."

He said, as he threw the bishop's body to the ground like a piece of rubbish. He sat down on the bishop's bed, trying to gain some rest.

"Oh."

He saw the nun, who had previously been thrown at a wall, looking at him with terror in his eyes. A second later, a snake controlled her as well.

"Didn't see you there."

He looked at his three new servants, and used his mana to see the connections in his mind. They were all in his mind, shining like bright beacons due to their sheer number.

"Not a lot of people...tsk."

He clicked his tongue and casually degraded the population of an entire capital city, it's soldiers and nobles included, as 'not a lot'.

It was fairly easy to control them, well, for him at least.

"Now...only the sick pope should be left."

He laughed, and he left through the door.

He knew where the pope was now, the bishops memories held his position. And now? He didn't even need to hide.

Everyone was under his control now, why bother hiding?