The protagonist has special revenge skills

Silas can become the marshal of the empire, of course, strength is one aspect, and his personal EQ and IQ are naturally not low.Qu Zhengyin is Tianchen's prince, so naturally he won't make jokes about state affairs, even if he was joking, he wouldn't be able to come to find him specifically, and he would make such a factual document so true that he couldn't see it.

He sighed, and said in shame: "I am the marshal of the empire, but I can't even see these things clearly. If these two villains are the first to attack, I will be in danger!"

Qu Zhengyin comforted him: "Marshal, don't blame yourself. Mansida and Hill are already deeply scheming. If it weren't for a coincidence, I wouldn't be able to find out."

Silas shook his head, frowned tightly, and sighed: "Your Highness, to tell you the truth, I thought Mansida was quite talented before, and I wanted to recommend him to your Majesty to replace the old man. But I didn't expect..." He said Here, there was another long sigh.

Qu Zhengyin and Si Mang looked at each other, although they already knew that Mansida's prestige was no different for a while, but he didn't expect that even Marshal Silas would appreciate him.Thinking of what the deacon said, the other party came to the position because of the scandal with him, probably because of venting anger.Regardless of whether Mansida betrayed Tianchen who raised him and gave him glory and status for a man, and what his character is, his ability is indeed well-deserved, and becoming the head of the Royal Knights depends entirely on ability.

Silas seemed to be looking at a promising junior, and looked at Simg with admiration and satisfaction in his eyes: "These information are all investigated by this guard, and your ability is indeed impressive. But there are no outsiders here, Let me just say it bluntly, your strength should be more than just a high-level fighter."

Si Mang didn't hide anything, he raised his head arrogantly, and looked back: "Sure enough, I am the Marshal. Indeed, I am a high-level war master and a low-level magister."

"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?" Silas raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, and then laughed heartily, "My boy, you should be the number one genius in this world. How long has there been no dual cultivation of magic and martial arts in this continent?" character!"

Si Mang did not refuse, and generously accepted this title. Now it is different from the past. If he wants to be worthy of his prince, he really can come as much as he can.

After negotiating with Marshal Silas, the two left immediately and went to the next destination.

In this country, apart from the king, there are two people with the most special status. One is Marshal Silas, the number one god of war in the mainland, and also the strongest god of war. The main force is the Holy See.

The churches under the Holy See are spread all over the mainland, and the headquarters do not belong to any country, but since the high priest Chu Ying came to Tianchen Imperial Capital, the headquarters of the Holy See seems to have been transferred here.As long as they can get the help of the high priest Ji Ying, then the churches in Tianchen territory will be their help, even including all the believers who believe in the God of Light.

Walking to the door of the church, he told the priest about his intentions, and soon the young priest from last time appeared in front of them.

The young priest saluted without talking nonsense, and led them to the wooden building of the high priest.

"What's your name?" Qu Zhengyin asked before he left.

"Trolope, Your Highness," Trollope replied.

"How long have you been serving the high priest?" Qu Zhengyin asked curiously.

"The high priest doesn't have anyone around to serve him. I just live not far from here, so I often convey the high priest's orders." Trollope replied, seeing that Qu Zhengyin didn't seem to have anything to ask. , then saluted again and left.

Looking at his back, and then looking back at the small building, Qu Zhengyin said curiously to Si Mang: "This high priest is really strange, there is no one around to serve him, how does he live on weekdays?"

Si Mang looked at him dotingly, and accepted the other party's complaints: "His Royal Highness can do the same, as long as Si Mang is always by your side."

Qu Zhengyin blushed, and said fiercely, "Are you going to follow me at night?"

Simg's smile carried a hint of ambiguity: "That depends on your wishes."

"Hmph!" Qu Zhengyin snorted awkwardly, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

The small building was still very quiet, but this time there was no boy. Qu Zhengyin and the two of them went upstairs. The high priest stood in front of the window, dressed in white, with silver hair like a waterfall. Hearing the voice, he Slightly turned around.

"You are here." His voice was still beautiful and intoxicating.

Qu Zhengyin swaggered into the chair that Simang pulled out from the corner as if he was at home, and looked around: "From your tone, it seems that you already knew that we were coming back to find you?"

The high priest smiled, the beauty was dazzling: "Of course, I saw these things as if they were happening in front of my eyes."

Qu Zhengyin pouted, gave a 'cut' sound of childish disdain, and said tentatively, "Why do I feel that the things in this room haven't changed at all from the last time I came here?"

"Of course." The high priest walked over slowly, this time he was dressed more simply, the white robe on his body seemed to have a sense of insubstantial, walking slowly, the ends of his hair followed his movements Blowing slightly in the air, "There is no second visitor here except you."

With a wave of his hand, the table from last time and three steaming cups of coffee appeared in front of him.

Sitting down on the chair, the high priest seemed to be pointing and said: "I always feel that time passes too fast, I sent you out one second, and you came back the next second."

"If the High Priest is lonely, why don't you go outside for a walk. There are many people outside this small building who want to meet and have a word with the High Priest." Qu Zhengyin was about to speak, when his eyes suddenly blurred. All the scenery has disappeared, the pure white space has no top and no bottom, and even the flow of time cannot be perceived.

Then there were two mysterious auras communicating, one of which was the mysterious person, and the other was inexplicably familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it.

Mysteriously humane: "Do you think this plan can help you?"

Another replied: "I'm pretty sure."

The mysterious man said, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back."

Then this mysterious space disappeared, and Qu Zhengyin could only hear Si Mang desperately calling his name beside him.

"Zheng Yin! Zheng Yin! What's wrong with you!"

Turning to look at Si Mang, the other party's blue eyes were like a clear mirror, clearly reflecting his blank face.

Slightly gorgeous light spots flickered in the black hole, like a real starry sky, and the power was surging wildly. It seemed that the space power in the past was sleeping, and now it was suddenly awakened.He blinked his eyes hastily, and those gorgeous scenes and surging power were immediately taken back.

"What's wrong with your eyes." Si Mang frowned and asked anxiously.

"That's because His Royal Highness hasn't fully controlled the origin of space." The high priest picked up the coffee cup and licked his light-colored thin lips, "I just hope that His Royal Highness can hurry up..."

"Hurry up!" When it comes to his prince, Si Mang has no patience at all, regardless of the other party's special status, he grabbed the other party's collar and pulled him over, "I found out that Zheng Yin was with you when the accident happened, could it be What did you do!"

The cup in the high priest's hand was suddenly unstable, and the brown liquid came out of his hand, and it was about to stain the white clothes.The high priest didn't panic at all, and didn't do anything. The coffee in the air seemed to be still, stopping in the air.

"I didn't do anything." He said, "Don't panic, I can't do anything to His Royal Highness."

Before Si Mang could make another move, Qu Zhengyin stood up and asked in amazement: "What kind of power is that!" He walked around the table and walked to the coffee in mid-air, he reached out and touched it lightly, " There is no change in temperature, and there is no change in shape, what kind of power is this!"

His lips trembled several times before he asked, "Is this the power of time?!"

The high priest didn't answer, but his slender, white fingers touched Simang's hand that was holding onto his collar, and he easily slipped away.

Simang only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and he left the white robe firmly held in his hand. He didn't even see a single movement of all this happened.

However, Qu Zhengyin sensed it in the dark. It wasn't that the opponent's speed was too fast or too powerful, it was just because of time, time was suspended where he couldn't notice it.

"No comment, Your Royal Highness." The high priest hid his hands in his sleeves, smiled politely, and then walked to the window, "You know enough for this day, you can go back. Don't worry, I have already explained the reason for your visit." I know that the churches in Tianchen will help you, and so will I."

The high priest didn't answer any of his questions, and Qu Zhengyin stepped forward unwillingly, making up his mind to ask clearly, but was stopped by the other party's words.

"Your Highness, if I were you, I would leave here and continue to do my own thing. After all, I don't know what to say." His voice was full of indifference and divinity, "You don't want to make troubles, do you?"

Qu Zhengyin narrowed his eyes, all the reverence for this person, the attitude that seemed to be facing a god, disappeared without a trace in this short meeting.

"Then, we shall retire."

Leaving the small building, the door automatically closed behind them, Qu Zhengyin looked back at the simple small building that was out of tune with this world, a thought suddenly flashed into his mind, time seemed to have stopped in this small building.

It was too quiet there, and no matter how time passed, it couldn't bring about any change. The high priest, Ji Ying, was like time.

I can't see where he came from, where he's going, I only know that he exists, like air, and when I mention this person, there will be an image in front of my eyes, but it's blurry, and I can't see anything clearly.

Qu Zhengyin took one last look at the small building, and said, "Let's go, the next stop is to meet my father."

Simang took a step forward, took his hand, and squeezed it slightly.

Qu Zhengyin looked back at him, with short blond hair and blue eyes, wild and serious, and he laughed.

The author has something to say: the high priest controls time, and Xiaoqu has the power of space~

Going out tomorrow, embarking on the final plot~