Morris really had some bad luck, having encountered countless men, this was definitely the first time facing such a formidable opponent. No man had ever escaped from her clutches, and once she had them in bed, there was even less to say—The Prime Minister of Italy, Berlusconi, was also a plaything in Morris's hands. Because Berlusconi had a great deal of political utility, Morris had always merely controlled his thoughts and actions, making him serve the Church Court.
Berlusconi had always been a faithful Cultist of the Church Court. He was conquered by Morris, and it didn't stop there; he was also the Church Court's lapdog. Morris managed to become the Church Court's White-clothed Great Master; her achievement lay right there—she could control any man, making them serve the Church Court of their own volition. Therefore, Morris had always been quite discontented; she never understood why the Old Madam never gave her the position of the Red-clothed Great Master.
