Chapter 507: Secret Room

Elvire could tell Sean was joking. She shot him a glare and said, “Speak plainly.”

She had a feeling Sean didn’t want to squeeze into the passage just out of curiosity.

“Alright…” Sean gave the girl a look that said, ‘What am I going to do with you?’ and explained, “Going into the passage might help us establish a geographical fix between the two worlds.”

Regardless of where the other side of the passage led, they could use it to determine the corresponding location of Holkaydo Hospital in the New World. This was Sean’s main objective for accompanying Elise on this Dual Cultivation session.

It wouldn’t matter if they couldn’t use the passage inside the Cathedral; they would just find the right spot and carve out a new one themselves.

“Okay, next question,” Elvire said. “How are we supposed to find the passage in the Cathedral?”

Her rapid-fire questions showed that the girl had switched into work mode.

Before taking action, every detail had to be ironed out. That way, they wouldn’t panic and run around like headless chickens when the time came.

SNAP!

Sean snapped his fingers. “An excellent question.”

Elvire asked, “Hm?”

She thought Sean already had a meticulous plan in mind.

Then Sean just threw up his hands. “I have no idea.”

Elvire: “?”

‘If you don’t know, then why were you acting so smug?’

‘Do you want me to punch you?’

Elvire hated it when people fooled around while she was trying to discuss serious business.

Sensing the murderous look in the girl’s eyes, Sean quickly said, “There’s an old saying: ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.’ The Cathedral is only so big. If all else fails, we’ll just conduct a thorough search.”

Sometimes, the simplest, most brutish methods are the most effective.

As long as we don’t get caught, of course.

That’s the key.

“Using the Invisibility Technique again?”

Elise said hesitantly, “I’m afraid that won’t work this time, will it?”

The city is full of Wizards. A little trick like that, meant to fool ordinary people, would hardly escape the notice of a High-tier Wizard.

Sean understood this perfectly well. “We won’t be using Invisibility this time,” he said.

“Then what will we use?” Elise asked.

Sean replied, “A club to the back of the head.”

The two women: “Huh?”

A club to the back of the head?

“Come on, follow me.” Sean was being mysterious, planning to explain to the two women once they were on-site.

“Where to?” Elvire asked.

“The Cathedral, of course,” Sean said. “Where else?”

Elise whined, “But we just got back to the hotel. I was planning on taking a nap to recharge…”

Sean said, “What’s there to recharge? You can get all the rest you want when you’re dead and respawned back at the farm.”

Elise: “?”

Without taking no for an answer, Sean grabbed both women and dragged them out.

They had only returned to the hotel because it was on the way and he needed a place to talk things over. He was basically using it as a café. Now that they had talked enough, it was time for action. Otherwise, the Cathedral would close for the night, making it even harder to get in.

「Half an hour later.」

The three of them arrived at Elderidge Cathedral.

Just as Wendos had said, there was nothing unusual about its exterior. It looked like any other ordinary cathedral.

Sean resumed his role as the good husband, bringing his two young, beautiful wives to the Cathedral for confession.

Elise, having been through this before, didn’t say a word. She just complained internally, ‘This guy’s getting bolder and bolder. Now he even dares to make me play his wife in front of Elvire…’

Elvire was very reluctant at first and had her own complaints, but she couldn’t argue against Sean’s bizarrely sound logic—

She had asked, “Can’t I play some other role? Why do I have to be your wife?”

She was referring to Elise’s role.

Sean had replied, “Because it’s against the law.”

Even though the circles of nobility were a mess and many households had more than three people, there could only ever be one official Lady of the House. In other words, you could do whatever you wanted in private and no one would care, but you couldn’t bring it out into the open. To do so would be to flout the law. The punishment ranged from a warning and a fine to having one’s title revoked.

Every year, one or two nobles would lose everything for this very reason.

“If you know it’s against the law, why are you still doing it?” Elvire had pressed.

“That’s why I brought you here to confess to the Lord and atone for our sins,” Sean had said, his face completely serious. “All three of us have committed the sin of polygamy.”

Elvire: “…”

She really was no match for Sean in an argument.

The man could always hit her with some kind of twisted logic.

She had intended to refuse flat-out, but then she reminded herself it was just an act. She decided to let it go, not wanting to let such a small thing get in the way of their real business.

‘I’ll let him have this one,’ she thought.

And so, a smug Sean entered the Cathedral, arm in arm with his two “wives.”

A Priest walked over and asked, “Are the three of you here to pray?”

“No, we’re here to confess.” Sean’s face was a mask of shame, his acting at its absolute peak.

He genuinely felt a little guilty about dragging Elvire into this, so his performance was utterly flawless. Even his real wife, Daeli, wouldn’t have been able to tell if he was faking it.

Seeing this, the Priest seemed to understand. He offered a kindly smile and said, “It’s all right. As long as you sincerely repent, the Lord will forgive you.”

“Evelyn,” he called over a Nun. “Take them to the confessional.”

“Yes.”

The Nun gave a slight bow and said with a smile, “Please follow me, all three of you.”

So far, everything seemed completely normal.

They had explained their purpose to the Priest and were now being led to the appropriate room by the Nun.

But once they were inside the room, things started to get strange—

Sean noticed the Nun’s skin wasn’t very pale; she was probably from the Potter Family. He suddenly turned back and complimented her gently, “Miss Evelyn, you’re very beautiful. May I kiss you?”

The Nun: “Huh?”

She froze for a moment before the words registered. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she stammered, “Th-that… that wouldn’t be appropriate, would it?”

‘Your wives are right here,’ she thought.