Novel & Cerita Priest Of Corruption Chapter 1

A terrible nightmare, a story that could only end in a tragedy. Pope Fos, the Archpriest of the Kingdom was in raged. He was shocked by what he have heard. It was very unexpected. The most valuable treasure of the kingdom, the power that the church always protected was obtained by a traitor. He could not let this continue anymore, Luci must be stopped. "How dare you use the Power of Light against the royal family! All knights of the church listen to my command, kill the murderer!" The Royal knights and the Church's knights attacked the priest, but Priest Luci was so powerful that even the Knights couldn't handle his wrath.

"I'll take whatever the gods send us." "I've been fearing Agent. But why? He's just a no-fur at his core." Priest relaxed into the physical contact. "And one who has betrayed his own kind. It's time he pays for that. Time he pays for what he's done with our great works. Time to drain him." Priest suddenly felt his own weight and couldn't find his sea legs, slipping down to the floor. "We have the power to stop that little menace once and for all." Ink was looking at him like he'd lost his mind.

Draynon coughed once more and continued the recitation. “The corridor was immense and opulence was everywhere, yet that is not what caught the attention. Nor the fact that everything was made of gold, expensive silks, satins or encrusted with jewels of bright colours. The deep gold is as pure as anyone could imagine and the satin as blood red as the heart of a lover. The floor and stately columns were as black as the soul of night yet the walls were covered in clashing colours of purples, greens and orange. The riot of conflicting colours still was not the main focus, nor the obvious and nauseating display of inestimable wealth. What would catch your attention are the two men walking do

He followed the priest through the temple corridors, past the frescoes depicting saints and martyrs, past the confessionals where men whispered their sins to priests who could grant forgiveness that Marcus himself would never receive. The High Priest was waiting in his private chamber a room filled with ancient texts bound in leather, the smell of candlewax so thick it was almost suffocating, the accumulated weight of religious authority pressing down like a physical force. Aldric was an old man, with the kind of gentle features that suggested a life spent trying to do good within a system fundamentally corrupted by human nature. Which was precisely why Marcus had chosen him as an ally. Aldr

Chapter 56 – Getting rid of trash. ANGELICA ROSSI POV I watch as they bring out Red’s body. A smile appears on my face. I walk away. The man was destined to die at the hands of Rowan Priest, my former husband. Getting around eight months pregnant has gotten a lot harder than it should. I get in the car. “What’s the plan now?” Leo asks. Leo Hunter is my real husband. Red Welling was easy to manipulate. He truly believed he was the heir to the Priest empire. He was nothing more than a servant’s child, he truly believed his father was the heir.

I couldn't help the silent tears streaming down my cheeks as I laid my eyes on the chubby baby. My family was still alive in this life, and I had a loving partner to boot. I could finally bid my nightmare goodbye. Later, Cassius and I went to the church to pray for our child, unexpectedly bumping into Miles. He was dressed like a priest as he cleaned the courtyard. He stared at me blankly as he held the broom in his hand. Before I could say anything, he hurriedly fled from us. I found his ending fitting as I watched his desolate figure leaving my line of sight, thinking, "Miles, you became religious for the sake of love in your past life.

For now. I knew I’d pushed too hard. The rift between us had just cracked wider, and part of me—the part that still remembered the quiet kid who used to pray at dinner that drove me nuts like I was fighting the demons. But the rest of me, the part that kept Haloshul’s blood off the cathedral steps, knew it was necessary. I stepped outside and found Rico leaning against the black SUV. “New detail,” I told him. “The priest.” Rico narrowed his eyes. “Boss, do you want the one you left just now or…?”

The priest is the same ancient man from César's world—someone who asks no questions, who marries monsters to their victims without hesitation. César takes both my hands. He faces me. "You're shaking," he observes quietly, under the music. "I'm cold," I lie. "You won't be cold much longer." His eyes are intense. "After today, you will never be cold again. I will keep you warm. Forever." It sounds like an oath but It feels like a threat. The music stops. And the ceremony begins. ********************* ~CESAR POV~ The priest drones through the liturgy in Latin.

“The temple needs to be checked out, but people aren't ready for that conversation.” I noticed the tension emanating from Biel and Lion. Pitifully, they had learned that corruption could reach all levels. “We should walk to a common place, get lost in the crowd, and change our appearances,” said the high priest. “The ideal place to do that is the big marketplace.”

They passionately stared at Ares, who transformed into a human form. "It's really the High Priest! It turns out that the High Priest is a dragon! No wonder he can predict the Holy Maiden! He and the Holy Maiden are a match made in heaven!" "What Klaus? What Orion? No matter how exceptional they are, they are no match for a dragon! Holy Maiden, they probably found out the Dragon Clan was coming and chickened out!" Some excited Beastfolk had already started jumping to conclusions. I watched and did not stop them. I thought, 'Aren't Klaus and the others waiting for me to beg them? Let us see who begs whom.'