I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 731

Chapter 113: Unified Stance

After calming the girls down, Roy explained everything to those present.

The truth about the cultist attack, Alice’s current situation, and the Holy Light Church’s conspiracy.

It was hard to explain the matter of destiny, but just her identity as the Destined Saintess was enough to make the Church’s heart race.

Both the Holy Nun and the princes from the two kingdoms had grim faces.

Putting aside the Church’s ulterior motives, the fact that they would go so far as to use cultists, causing countless deaths and injuries for strategic purposes, had already crossed humanity’s bottom line.

Ironically, the concept of the three great human enemies was first proposed by the Holy Light Church. Who would’ve thought it would be them to break their own ironclad rules first?

“So your hiding all this time was actually to avoid the Church’s eyes?” Nia felt guilty, looking rather embarrassed. “Sorry, I lashed out at you without knowing anything…”

“It’s okay, not informing you right away was indeed my fault.”

And honestly, your slap wasn’t that lethal…

Looking at the girl’s still swollen little hand, Roy couldn’t help but chuckle.

Glancing back at everyone, Roy’s expression turned serious. “In any case, the Church intends to seize Alice and harness her power.”

“And I want to take Alice back.”

“A direct confrontation with the Church is unavoidable.”

“So, I invite all of you to join forces and resist the Holy Light Church.”

Since the Third Era, countless human regimes had risen and fallen, but the domination of the Holy Light Church remained as solid as ever, firmly holding onto the Eastern Continent.

In the entire human world, it was the mightiest force to date.

No country or faction had dared to challenge them.

However, the boy’s proposal carried unexpected weight.

Just the girls beside him at this moment already accounted for one-third of the Western Continent’s power.

The leader of White Port, the Holy Nun Teresa, was the first to respond.

“Rest assured, White Port will stand by your side.”

“Deliberately allowing cultists to invade White Port is a heinous act that goes against the Holy Light Scriptures and humanity’s bottom line. Let alone their attempt to target the high-ranking Saintess, their transgressions are unforgivable.”

“Those who have strayed from the path of the goddess, Simon and his faction deserve the Holy Light’s judgment!”

Teresa spoke firmly, her expression resolute, her moral stance worthy of a hero’s name.

Of course, her true motive was rather personal, wanting to explore the cause of the first Saintess’s death and the Church’s secrets, with perhaps some desire for justice for White Port.

But a good public narrative was always necessary.

The legitimacy of Holy Light, eliminating evil and returning the Saintess, was a perfectly good excuse to use.

Not to mention, Teresa was good at putting on a show in front of others.

To contend with the Church, one had to gather every bit of strength they could.

Roy had long been on the same page with Teresa, or he wouldn’t be hiding in the White Port church.

But he couldn’t figure out the positions of the two princes.

Roy nodded at Teresa before turning to Douglas. “What does Prince Douglas think?”

Unexpectedly, Douglas was incredibly straightforward.

“I agree.”

“I know this is somewhat forceful… um?”

“The Holy Light Church, looking down on us from the Eastern Continent, or the compatriots of the Western Continent who treat me like family, it’s not a hard choice.”

“Besides…”

Douglas shot Roy a fiery glance. “Mr. Roy has long been planning for this day, hasn’t he?”

All the doubts that had been bothering Douglas were now answered.

Uniting the powers of the Western Continent to counter the Eastern Continent was indeed what Roy had secretly laid the groundwork for.

He had discovered the Destined Saintess long ago, protecting her to ensure her power wouldn’t fall into the hands of the Holy Light Church.

With a sense of duty to the world.

What’s called ambition? This is called ambition!

Douglas considered himself a king, worrying for the country and its people, shouldering the fate of Golden Sands.

But compared to Roy, his vision was still limited!

On one side was Roy, who cared for humanity’s safety and united various forces, and on the other side was the Church that, while portraying justice and goodness, was secretly using cultists to persecute the Saintess.

The choice was clear.

Even aside from geopolitical factors and interests, out of personal admiration, he was more willing to support Roy!

Not to mention, the Church’s influence on Golden Sands was extremely limited.

“Mr. Roy, please don’t hesitate, let Golden Sands lend you a hand!”

“…Thank you.”

Although grateful for Douglas’s help, Roy couldn’t shake an ominous feeling from the overly enthusiastic look in his eyes.

Golden Sands was inland and, in principle, not afraid of the Church, but there was no reason to clash either.

Roy wasn’t looking for an alliance with Golden Sands, just seeking some funding, yet he hadn’t expected Douglas to be so fired up.

“What about you, Mr. Jason?”

“You’re asking me?”

The blue-haired prince adjusted his glasses, his gaze hidden behind the reflective lenses, appearing inscrutable.

Unlike Douglas, Roy had completely lost hope for the prince of Southern Sea, asking purely out of idle curiosity.

After all, there was no friendship between them other than resentment; Lionheart and Southern Sea were also unrelated.

“Do you know what you’re talking about?!”

“That’s the Holy Light Church that rules the entire Eastern Continent, controlling several high-ranking Extraordinary Beings!”

“To go against such a behemoth, this kind of…”

“This kind of rare feat, please let me join!”

Roy: “…?”

I guessed the start, but not the end.

I understood the earlier sentences, but how did the last one come out so weird?

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure!”

Jason’s momentum was even more exaggerated than Douglas’s, behind his glasses was an unmatched determination.

Jason had always pursued fame.

Unfortunately, the Southern Sea kingdom, far from inland conflicts, was so stable that it couldn’t be more stable, only experiencing tsunamis and sea monsters.

Finally, over the past two years, cultists had stirred things up, but before long, they were suppressed by some external forces, leaving Jason feeling frustrated over being robbed of all the glory.

But all of that evaporated at this moment.

Fighting against Douglas, against Leanna, against Roy, at most was just a bit of roughhousing among classmates.

Boring, way too boring.

But taking on the Holy Light Church was a real stage worthy of being recorded in history!

Such a grand scene, regardless of success or failure, he, Jason Usan, had to stick his foot in to ensure future generations would mention him, right?!

“Roy, with the Southern Sea kingdom here, you don’t need to worry about sea issues anymore!”

The two princes successively declared their commitment, indicating they would stand by him.

This was a much sought-after assistance, yet Roy’s expression turned oddly.

Are we that close?

Douglas was one thing, but Roy couldn’t wrap his head around why the Southern Sea kingdom had any reason to oppose the Church.

The two princes from the original story were clearly not so easy to talk to.

Could it be that they were doing it for me?

Thinking this way felt somewhat conceited, but it was all he could think.

Just like how he had straightened out Charlotte and the others, could it be that his charm was even strong enough to… bend the two princes?

Roy shuddered at the thought and, looking at the fiery gazes from the two princes, he suddenly felt the air grow tense, and he was in a bit of a pickle.