Chapter 185 Emperor x Cultist 6

Qianzhou stretched his hand out of the window. Although it was still snowing, it felt a little warmer than before.

"The year is coming to an end," Puth said.

Qian Zhou watched the snowflakes in his hand gradually melt and asked, "Why did he call my name?"

Pus moved his fingertips, and a huge chariot made of ice and snow appeared in the air, with the gears on top still turning slowly.

"At the beginning of the new year, the royal family and the church will march together, and Honglian mentioned your name."

"Shall I go with him?" Qian Zhou asked.

Pus nodded, "Exactly."

Qian Zhou was silent for a while, not quite willing to do so, but the emperor's orders were equivalent to those of the Pope, and Qian Zhou could not disobey.

Qian Zhou: My arm injury has just healed. Can I lie down quietly for a few days?

[System 052: Just go if he calls you. What if he wants to apologize to you?]

Qianzhou: You yourself said it was just a possibility.

Qian Zhou: The remaining nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine are all other possibilities.

If Honglian hits him again, Qianzhou will really have to change his strategy.

[System 052: For 100,000 Points]

Chizuki: ...Okay.

Pus watched Qianzhou fall into deep thought, his gaze fell on Qianzhou's head again, and the cat ears just moved.

I don't know what evil intentions he has.

"Qianzhou, I hope you don't get too close to Honglian during this parade." Pus said seriously.

Qian Zhou knew without asking that the royal family and the church were incompatible with each other, and if he openly got close to the emperor.

Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the Pope?

The Pope must really hate Honglian, otherwise Pus wouldn't have reminded him like this.

Qian Zhou said, "I understand. Apart from necessary handovers, I won't communicate with him too much."

Qianzhou: No wonder.

[System 052: This is a great opportunity!]

Qianzhou: ...But he's a little annoying. If I succeed in conquering you, I won't treat him well.

[System 052: I support you]

The church does not actually attach much importance to this kind of parade, because most of the links are handled by the royal family.

The church only needs one person to express God's most faithful blessing.

"What should I do? Recite a prayer in front of Honglian?" Qianzhou imitated the posture of holding a book.

Pus laughed, looked out the window at the dilapidated buildings, and said:

"You just have to say one word."

He opened his hands, smiled, and said, "God bless you."

Qian Zhou looked at him, "Teacher, does God really exist?"

Pus reached out and touched his forehead, "Shh..."

He didn't answer Qianzhou's question, "It's not a big deal. Don't forget the words. Also, don't get too close to Honglian."

After Pus finished his instructions, he turned and left. Qianzhou sat on the leather recliner and watched Savile pass by the door.

Savile's condition was a little strange, and he suddenly lowered his head when he met Qian Zhou's gaze.

He quickened his pace and soon disappeared from sight.

Qianzhou shrugged, stood up and stretched, "Ah... God bless you."

That's really perfunctory.

He felt that the church was full of scoundrels, and except for Savile, the remaining black robes had made little progress.

Qian Zhou could memorize the prayers by reciting them in front of the church glass every day.

The atmosphere during the course was also very bad, and Qianzhou simply stopped going to class.

They are quite satisfied with this muddled life, Qianzhou thought, no wonder Honglian hates people in the church.

If it were him, he would also want to overturn this place that only takes money but does not do any work.

[System 052: I can't overturn it. There are many powerful people in the church.]

[Qianzhou: Who is stronger, Pus or Honglian? ]

[System 052: They're all better than you anyway]

Qian Zhou: Humph! I will fight hard and beat Hong Lian in the snow someday!

Qianzhou does what he says. He can't always be so bad. If he has talent, he must work hard.

He took a magic book from the library and left the church.

After thinking about it, I decided to go to the flat snowfield where I first met Honglian.

It was a great place, perfect for practicing offensive magic without having to worry about hurting anyone.

But there was already someone there. Qianzhou hid behind the icicle as usual and looked over.

It was Savier. He didn't have Honglian's insight and didn't notice Qianzhou.

He clasped his hands together, chanted a spell in a low voice, and sent out spikes of solid ice rising from the ground in all directions.

Xavier opened his eyes in surprise and looked down at his hands. "I've really... really gotten stronger! I've really gotten stronger!"

He danced with joy, then lay in the snow, breathing heavily.

No words could express his joy at the moment, and Savile murmured something to himself.

Qianzhou couldn't hear clearly and planned to walk further away.

When Xavier heard his footsteps, he turned around suddenly, his expression frozen, "...Qian Zhou?"

"Ah, since you look so happy, I don't want to disturb you." Qian Zhou stopped.

Savile felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that Honglian had asked him to participate in the parade.

He looked at the lines on his palm. If he became stronger, could he defeat Qian Zhou?

As Savile thought this, he was completely unaware of the gloom rising in his heart, which was eroding his mind bit by bit.

"Hey!" Qian Zhou dodged his sudden attack, frowned and asked, "Why are you hitting me?!"

"I'm going to beat you... I'm going to beat you..."

Like a hungry wolf, Xavier stabbed towards Qianzhou with a sky full of ice blades.

Qian Zhou raised his hand to form a shield and blocked all the attacks, but his arm was numb from the shock.

His heart sank. It was impossible for Savile to have made such great progress in such a short time.

His attacks used to be painless, but now they felt as heavy as if he were being hit by a huge wave.

"Is someone trying to bewitch you?"

Saville's eyes were panicked for a moment, and then his face turned gloomy. "What does it have to do with you! This is my own opportunity!"

"He's not a good person. Don't trust him. How could he give you power for no reason?"

Qianzhou retreated as he spoke, and Xavier seemed to be crazy. "But the fact is that I have become stronger! You are no match for me!"

"Don't—"

Qian Zhou was violently knocked away by Xavier's full-strength attack and fell into the thick snow.

The sight of Savile falling from the sky suddenly woke him up, and he looked at his hand in disbelief.

"Thousand Boats..."

He stumbled over and helped Qian Zhou up, "I, I..."

Savile had a complicated expression, and without waiting for Qianzhou to speak, he quickly stood up and ran away.

Qianzhou looked at his flustered back, covered his chest and coughed a few times.

No wonder his mind was clear, it turned out he had gone to Savile.

That person's identity is unknown, his strength is unknown, how can we just let him go...

[System 052: Wuwuwu, are you okay? You were flying really high just now.]

[Qianzhou: This level is far inferior to Honglian's.]

[System 052: This doesn't seem like a good thing to say...]

After Qianzhou returned to the church, he never saw Savile again, and thought he was deliberately avoiding him.

After briefly explaining the situation to Pus, Pus patted Qianzhou on the shoulder.

"That's just a shadow, don't worry too much."

Just an afterimage? That's incredibly strong.

Qian Zhou asked, "Teacher, have you seen Savile?"

"Savior? Didn't he disappear?"