The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

When Priest Paxi saw An Su leading the Little Holy Maiden back for a second time,

he felt the urge to die.

"It never ends, does it?"

Now when he saw An Su's face brimming with innocent joy, it made his trigeminal nerve ache.

After a few more conversations with this individual, Priest Paxi felt he could apply for early retirement.

Especially after hearing about the incident, Priest Paxi's expression turned sour. He looked at Luojia, thinking to himself that the Little Holy Maiden had finally caught the incurable disease of the frontier.

"Leave everything to me," An Su earnestly told Luojia, "You're inexperienced in these matters, and I'm afraid he might swindle your money."

Luojia nodded.

Indeed, it was her first time being detained, and she was certainly lacking in experience. In such situations, it was natural to heed advice from someone who had been there before, "Then I will wait for you outside."

Listening to their conversation,

Priest Paxi's forehead throbbed with barely contained veins, reminding himself repeatedly that An Su was underage and that he could not lay a hand on him…

"Give me the money."

Once the Little Holy Maiden had stepped outside, An Su got straight to the point with practiced ease, starting with high-level magic, "Luojia is fifteen this year; you deal with it."

"..." Priest Paxi took a deep breath.

First writing a fine of Two Hundred Gold Coins, which would be deducted from the World Conquest bonus, An Su again profited a net of three thousand eight.

"Oh, and I picked up Enya's too," An Su added, "I lean towards helping others."

Priest Paxi thought it would be better for An Su to go home and inherit his family business. He felt it necessary to discuss with An Su's father how such a promising capitalist seedling ended up being lured into faith.

It was simply a waste of potential.

His father truly didn't know what he was squandering.

Writing another check, Priest Paxi waved his hand, signalling An Su to get lost quickly; he couldn't stand to see the kid's face any longer.

"Don't forget to check out the Magic Association!" Priest Paxi called out lastly.

An Su carefully pocketed the check and left the confessional. The warm and gentle sunshine pierced through layers of palm leaves, casting upon him and illuminating his clean, sunny smile.

When Luojia saw An Su emerge, she stood up from the bench,

"How much was the fine? I will pay you back."

It was Luojia's first offense and she was not attuned to such amounts; moreover, it was her first time in Nether World, still unaware that a standard world came with a basic bonus.

But she was quite wealthy.

Although the Monastery imposed many bans on her daily life, she still had the basic entitlements of being a Holy Maiden, with monthly offerings punctually provided.

"Just three hundred gold coins," An Su said calmly to the Little Holy Maiden.

At the mention of the amount, Luojia felt a little deflated. How many cakes could that buy?

After all, she had only served as the Holy Maiden for a month and received just a month's worth of offerings.

Although she could afford it, her life was bound to become a bit more frugal.

"You don't need to repay the money," An Su offered considerately, believing himself to be quite generous for a fledgling, "My family isn't short on money."

"Then... thank you?"

Look, Luojia even had to say thank you.

An Su felt it was yet another day dedicated to helping others.

"What are your plans now?" Luojia asked.

"I'm heading to the Magic Guild to have a look. Our pioneering rights should come through tomorrow, and then we'll need to make another trip to the Chaotic Frontier the day after." Find exclusive stories on empire

At the mention of the Chaotic Frontier, a flicker passed through Luojia's eyes.

About the event "When the Crimson Moon Falls," she hadn't told anyone because before the crimson moon could fall, the world had already been destroyed by An Su.

She had not mentioned this to anyone.

If the prophecy of the apocalypse were true, with the extinction of one era every ten thousand years,

then the Sixth Era was at present, and based on the years of destruction in the Chaotic Frontier,

the sixth end of the world was about to come.

She could only hope that all of this was just her speculation.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow," Luojia murmured, pursing her lips slightly before lifting her head to address An Su.

...

The blazing sunlight shone on the glass dome of the Magic Association, as if coated with a thick layer of platinum, while the rivers in the distance glittered with a shimmering light.

The Magic Guild was situated in the northern city district of Farol, at the confluence of the Starfall River and the Marie River, built jointly by the royal family and the Seven Gods Hall. Every Magician was proud to be able to join it.

It had a history of over a thousand years.

To join the Magic Guild and become a registered Magician, the minimum requirement was starting as a Priest of the Great Church Court and creating magic that could be rated at least 'intermediate stage ordinary' or higher.

The Magicians coming and going all had status; it could be said that it was a gathering of distinguished figures.

Today just happened to be the weekly open day,

and even saints who were not Priests had the opportunity to enter for a visit and observation.

Expensive obsidian paved the grand corridor, which was packed with Magicians in line waiting to enter the Magic Association.

An Su spotted Arthur and Lister even amidst the throng.

The aura of these two scoundrels was so unique and outstanding in the vast crowd that they could never be drowned out by the brilliance.

Today was a painful dry school holiday, and these two goods also came out for a stroll.

"Brother Su."

As soon as Arthur saw An Su, a sunny, characteristic smile spread across his lips.

In the recent days, he and Lister hadn't been wasting their time. Just a few days ago, they had perfectly cleared a second-order border world, causing quite a discussion—they had also invited An Su, but at that time, he was learning magic with Bone.

News of An Su solidifying a Fourth Order border world had not yet spread widely, nor had it been announced in newspapers. The Order Church had ordered the saints at the scene that day to keep silent about it because smuggling was not a glorious matter.

It was inconvenient for mass publicity—after all, smuggling couldn't be advertised, could it?

Clearing a Third Order world immediately after becoming a saint was indeed quite impressive.

Having connected two worlds, they had reached the Third Order rank and could also craft magic.

Having achieved results, of course they had to brag about it to a good brother.

Arthur even had the mistaken impression of venting his spleen.

If Brother Su knew about the rewards they had received, he would definitely regret not having gone with them.

Arthur had already thought of an opener, just imitating An Su's previous manner; first make the impression of being in heartfelt sorrow,

then the other party would console him, and at that moment he could smoothly bring up their achievement, and then continue to express regret that his own performance was too poor...

Having grown up with An Su, he had already learned a bit of essence.

He coughed a few times, then sighed softly,

"Brother Su, our performance in the strategy a few days ago was very poor..."

"What happened to you?" An Su asked.

He was a kind-hearted young man who asked out of concern, following Arthur's expectations.

"We cleared a border world."

Arthur sighed again, seeing that Brother Su had initially fallen into the trap, he began to feel gradually more delighted, "We only got an A+ grade evaluation."

"That's indeed a pity," An Su said.