Chapter 3 Chapter 37 The Flower of Confession

A person will encounter many troubles in his life.

But if we roughly categorize them, they are all related to people, things, and events.

To be more general, it all comes down to people.

Family, or friends.

Since I came here with 'friends', it's not hard to guess that my troubles are related to 'family'.

Puis was used to analyzing everything around him. Although this kind of reasoning was a bit too superficial, after he had thought so much, the other party was still so calm and had no reaction, which showed that it was definitely not a supernatural power like mind reading.

Well, let's take advantage of the situation.

"Father, what should I do?"

Puis sat down on the white sofa and sought help from Father Te Aili.

"Why don't we start with the simplest thing? Mind talking about your family?"

Te'eli is always hidden behind the white curtain. In this perfect-sized place, which exudes warmth and relaxation, and is a space for being alone with people you can "trust", most people who are forced into a desperate situation by their emotions will not refuse to express their feelings here.

But Puys never saw himself as a victim, and the purpose of his trip was not to "seek help."

"My father cheated on me and killed my mother who loved him so much."

Puis had no feelings for his parents, so he could tell this fact without any hesitation.

Te'eli's tone became deep and melodious.

"I'm so sorry, kid, you must have been wronged a lot."

The trauma of growing up in such a family is obvious.

But Te Aili skillfully "seduce" the emotions of human beings and becomes the most reliable character in their ideals.

Sometimes, what people need is not a solution, but emotional support.

It seems that I am not a good person for being able to think of these things. Puis chuckled in his heart.

Because he also likes to use these techniques, but Puys hopes to use them to divert people's attention.

He thought calmly and thought of Pomo for no reason.

Very good, Puisi has begun to worry that his stupid classmates will be fooled.

"Thank you, Father, that's enough for me today."

There was no emotion in Puys' eyes, but he imitated the other person's hesitant expression and used euphemistic words to express his emotional "collapse" at the moment.

"My Lord is with you, child. Perhaps one day you will be willing to tell God everything about yourself."

Te Aili didn't say anything else and expressed his understanding to him.

The door opened, but it was just another door.

Puis walked over and saw a man dressed in believer's clothes outside the door, holding a basket of flowers in his hands.

As he passed by, the man handed him one of the flowers.

"God is with you."

Puis stopped but did not take it immediately.

The man did not urge her, but just held up the bright red unnamed flower and waited patiently.

In the end, Puis took the flowers.

At this moment, the thorns on the flower stem, which had been carefully treated, pierced into Puis' heart.

Painful memories that he had almost completely ignored came flooding back to his mind.

His mother called him tenderly while pricking his neck with her sharp nails.

But it was only a moment, and Puis threw the flower away.

The moment the flower touched the ground, it bounced back up, and its beautiful petals scattered all over the ground, as if it had died from the person's burning desire.

Puis frowned and turned back subconsciously, but the man who had just handed him the flowers had disappeared.

He could only look at the weirdly gorgeous red flower again, but the moment he threw it away, the feeling of being controlled by fear disappeared.

Something is wrong.

Puis bent down and picked up the flower again. Regardless of whether the problem was with the flower or with the person who had put unknown supernatural powers on the flower, this was important evidence.

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Pomer does not call the things that puzzle him his troubles.

So what Father Te Aili said to him made Pomo feel like he was being deliberately pitied.

In short, it's very strange. How come you know me so well that you can even say something like, 'That kid just now is your friend, right? You can actually feel that he doesn't like you, right?'

How could Puys dislike him?

Father Te Aili didn't expect that he would make one mistake after another. Seeing that Pomo didn't care at all and even looked a little "heartless", he became a little impatient.

"This is advice from God, child. You need to open your eyes."

After all, what he needs is not a child's faith, and he won't get anything even if he controls it...

"Is it God's advice or yours?"

Father Te Aili: ...

If he hadn't seen the curious look in the child's eyes, he would have thought that the two were here to have fun.

"God is the God, my child, go now, don't keep your friends waiting."

Pomer said thank you and left, but he still felt a little confused.

Out of respect for the "respected" priest, Pomo did not ask the question in his mind, but planned to find Puis first.

When he went out, he saw Puis standing by the fountain.

Although this is a church, it is actually no different from their school in terms of magnificence.

Believers who have gotten what they wanted or want to prove their faith again will stay here for a while, but probably because they are more like the people who met Father Te Aili earlier, there are not many believers here.

"Ez! Here, here!"

Pomo ran over quickly, while Puis looked up, with helplessness flashing in his eyes.

He told me many times not to run towards him while laughing and calling his name, it really is like... a dog...

"You're okay...you didn't take the flowers?"

"What flowers?" Pomo asked in confusion, "I was just about to ask where the flowers in your hand came from."

Puis frowned slightly. "Didn't they give you flowers?"

When he came out, he specifically looked at the believers who came out before him, and unsurprisingly, they all held a bright red flower in their hands.

After calming down, it became apparent that this flower could affect the emotions of those who touched it.

Of course, Puys felt that there were secrets that he had not discovered.

Pomo shook his head. "No, is there anything special about this flower?"

"Let's get out of here first and talk about this later."

This is still under the control of the church, and it is very suspicious for them to say such things here.

"You guys are back? How's the mission going? Don't delay the limited battle in a month!"

The girl with a ponytail was called Zoila. She was a classmate who was friendly to Pomo and rarely gave him a hard time.

Restricted Battles are also known as Crown Battles.

It is a battle without any rules except that you cannot kill or seriously injure your opponent.

It is restricted, but not completely restricted, such as limited.

It is called the Hundred Battles of Champions because past champions often have to fight at least a hundred times before they win.

This is an annual event unique to the Lanster School of Supernatural Powers. The winners, or even those with outstanding performance, will receive a large amount of resources and will have a bright future after successfully graduating from the school.

The rules and regulations require that every student in the college must attend at least one session in four years, otherwise they will not be able to graduate.

After the first grade, you will be busy with various tasks, and there are only three classes left, so you have to catch up with the first class no matter what. In the past, there were examples of people who were unable to attend a class because they were delayed by tasks and had to delay graduation.

But most students will participate every year. After all, everyone’s goal is to come first, but there is only one first place.

"It doesn't matter. There's still a month left anyway! And... ahem! Zoella, where are you guys?"

Pomo raised the flag without any self-awareness, but after seeing Puis's disapproving look, he swallowed back the words "even if I miss it, there are still two years".

Different tasks or commissions can be taken by one person or with friends you know. After all, the requirements will only limit the upper limit of the number of people.

Zoila had just returned from a commission to prepare for this limited battle.

"It's already done. At least I don't have to worry about this year's credits. You guys should work hard too."

The girl was full of energy and made a cheering gesture towards them.

Pomo nodded happily, "Of course I will!"

Puis didn't say a word during the whole process. If it weren't for the Pomo guys insisting on teaming up with him, he would prefer to go it alone.

"Let's go and find Teacher Qianche."

The church is quite far from the school, and it takes a whole day to go back and forth, so it is certainly not for the purpose of resting.

There is no shortage of students with backgrounds in Lanster Academy of Supernatural Powers, but for students without backgrounds, Lanster Academy of Supernatural Powers is their biggest background.

"Eh? Oh! I see, you want to show Teacher Qianche that flower!"

"You don't need to tell others what you know and are sure of, Pomer."

"Hehe, but how can it be clear if you don't say it out loud?"

Puis said nothing more. He could never win the argument with Pomeranian on such matters.

It’s just that they are unlucky because Teacher Qianche is in a meeting.

"Pomo, tell me what happened after you met Father Treyli."

This was a good opportunity to summarize the clues they had already obtained.

But after listening to Pomer's story and the feelings he didn't want to hear, Puis fell silent.

"He just didn't give you flowers already..."

Puys even had a feeling of being saccharine, as finally there was someone who could empathize with him when he first met Pomo.

Ahem, but this is not good, so Puis stopped himself and changed his tone.

"Why is he trying to drive a wedge between us?"

"I don't know, but I think he must have a big problem. How could you dislike me, Es?!"

Puis: ...

"You don't need to tell others what you know, Pomo."

"How can it be clear if you don't say it out loud?"

Puys: ...step forward.