Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

The interior of the Vatican's carriage was furnished like a living room, where a woman who looked exactly like Luo Qianhe, dressed in a white gauze dress, was lounging lazily on a soft sofa.

After the car stopped, she looked somewhat impatient and said, "Why aren't you moving?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the hard bench was the bishop of the Batan City Church. He immediately inquired about the situation outside and then said to the saintess, "Your Majesty, a carriage from the Mithril Pavilion is blocking our way."

"Oh, hurry up and get rid of it. I'm tired from the long car ride and want to rest."

Beside the saint sat a handsome man who peeled a lychee and fed the glistening flesh to her lips.

"Small places just aren't good; the roads are so narrow."

The saintess waved the lychee away, saying impatiently, "Get out, get out, get out!"

The handsome man immediately shut his mouth, then bit his lower lip, looking as if he was about to cry.

The bishop felt a chill run down his spine, but could only pretend he hadn't seen anything. He said to the saintess, "My lady, the Mithril Pavilion still holds considerable power in Batan City. I'll have someone move the carriage to one side in a moment. Be careful, we can still get through."

The saintess frowned and said, "If you don't want to waste time, tell them to step back and tell them that this is the carriage of the current saintess."

Ye Hongren was threatened by the Vatican personnel, but the believer was very defiant.

"Hey, Mithril Pavilion, step back. The person sitting in the carriage in front of you is the current Holy Maiden."

Ye Hongren didn't want to worry about such things, so he opened the car door behind him and planned to ask Han Qianfei how to handle it.

When she opened the car door, she was surprised to find that the car was completely empty.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a familiar voice coming from the roadside.

"Mithril Pavilion, you are so ungrateful! It is such an honor for the Holy Maiden to descend upon our city of Batan. How dare an organization that only knows the stench of money delay the Holy Maiden's time? The Holy Maiden, as the noblest and purest representative in the world, does not want you to hold a grudge. But I, a lowly person, cannot stand by and watch."

"My Lady, for your dignity, for your time, I am willing to give my life!"

Han Qianfei's words were deafening, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rammed his head into the thorny tiger.

Ye Hongren was completely bewildered. He pulled on the reins and steered the carriage backward.

He must have his reasons for doing this.

Han Qianfei missed his target, straightened up, pointed at the retreating Mithril Pavilion carriage and shouted, "You're smart to know what's good for you."

The Mithril Pavilion's carriage moved aside, and the road was clear again. In just ten minutes, the carriage from the capital would arrive at the Batan City Church.

The bishop of the Batan church immediately ordered the carriage to continue, but the saint suddenly raised her hand to stop it.

The bishop was puzzled, but dared not say anything.

He was the head of the Batan City Church and usually held a very high position. Even when he met the city lord, he could talk and laugh with him as an equal. However, he dared not be presumptuous in front of the Holy Maiden.

The saintess is a saint of the entire Papacy of the Qingbai Kingdom, and is even favored by the Holy Pope. She is not someone a bishop of a small town can afford to offend.

The saint suddenly said, "Bishop Rice, you are very good."

Rice was praised, but for a moment he didn't know why.

The saint continued, "The believers under your rule are very devout. They understand my nobility and are even willing to give their lives for me. I believe you have done a great service."

Rice gave an awkward smile: "Of course, it is my bounden duty to teach believers to worship the saint."

The saintess smiled and said, "When the Papacy in the capital is repaired, I will take you with me when we return."

Rice was overjoyed. Were we going to the capital? Happiness came so suddenly. Falling in love with reading, starting with Cola Novels.

He was extremely grateful to the saint.

The saint said, "Alright, let me see that devout believer. Please invite him up."

When Han Qianfei was invited into the Holy Maiden's carriage, he was momentarily stunned when he saw that the Holy Maiden's appearance was exactly the same as Luo Qianhe's, marveling at how amazing the world truly is.

When the saintess saw Han Qianfei, she was also stunned for a moment. She didn't expect him to be such a handsome boy. When she came to her senses, she found that he was still staring at her, so she said, "What are you looking at?"

Han Qianfei quickly lowered his head, then stammered, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, your beauty has mesmerized."

The saintess smiled and said, "I like your sincerity."

The handsome young man's expression turned somewhat gloomy. He said, "Being able to see the Holy Maiden's true face, your life has not been in vain. Step down."

The saintess slapped him across the face: "I haven't finished speaking yet, and you're becoming more and more clueless."

The handsome young man covered his face, his eyes wide open, and said in a tearful voice, "Your Highness, you actually hit me, because a man hit me?"

The saint pointed at his nose and said, "Hold it in, or I'll slap you again."

The handsome young man shut his mouth, looking pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by its owner whimpering.

When the saintess stopped looking at him, his expression immediately turned cold, as if he wanted to devour Han Qianfei.

Han Qianfei thought to himself: The Holy Maiden actually has an actor-level contestant by her side; she's not easy to deal with.

When the saintess looked at Han Qianfei, her expression softened considerably. She said, "Your piety deserves a reward. Speak your wish, and I will change your destiny."

"I think I should live on. Perhaps one day, my lowly life can do something for Her Highness. Today, I have succeeded. I have no regrets in dying and dare not ask for any reward."

The saint couldn't help but smile. She said, "If everyone in the world had your level of enlightenment, what a prosperous era it would be! Unfortunately, there are many who have fallen like that elf."

"Speak your wish; this is my reward for the devout."

Han Qianfei thought for a moment and said, "In my life, I have only one wish, which has never changed, and that is to serve Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

The saintess's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

My name is Han Jianghe.

"Han Jianghe, from this day forward, you are my saint and will serve me forever until you go to see the God of Light."

Han Qianfei trembled with excitement: "I will forever prostrate myself at your feet and do anything for you, even give my life."

The saint said, "I will give you a gold coin. Go and tidy yourself up. You look like a beggar now. Go to the church before noon tomorrow and embrace your bright future."

When Han Qianfei left, he almost fell off the car, and the comical stumble made the saintess cover her mouth and chuckle.

She seemed to be in a much better mood, and looking at the aggrieved-looking boy, she asked, "Su Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Su Mian forced a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Then tears streamed down her face again: "There must be a reason why Her Highness hit me. I will reflect on my actions."

The saintess looked at Bishop Rice and asked, "Bishop Rice, where are we going?"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, ugh... I feel a bit nauseous, I need to get out of the car to throw up."

Han Qianfei's expression suddenly turned sorrowful: "I am an orphan who makes a living by selling my physical labor. Originally, my life had no meaning. One day, I learned of your existence, Holy Maiden, and realized that there are such sacred, noble, beautiful, and perfect women in the world."

"I think I should live on. Perhaps one day, my lowly life can do something for Her Highness. Today, I have succeeded. I have no regrets in dying and dare not ask for any reward."

The saint couldn't help but smile. She said, "If everyone in the world had your level of enlightenment, what a prosperous era it would be! Unfortunately, there are many who have fallen like that elf."

"Speak your wish; this is my reward for the devout."

Han Qianfei thought for a moment and said, "In my life, I have only one wish, which has never changed, and that is to serve Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

The saintess's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

My name is Han Jianghe.

"Han Jianghe, from this day forward, you are my saint and will serve me forever until you go to see the God of Light."

Han Qianfei trembled with excitement: "I will forever prostrate myself at your feet and do anything for you, even give my life."

The saint said, "I will give you a gold coin. Go and tidy yourself up. You look like a beggar now. Go to the church before noon tomorrow and embrace your bright future."

When Han Qianfei left, he almost fell off the car, and the comical stumble made the saintess cover her mouth and chuckle.

She seemed to be in a much better mood, and looking at the aggrieved-looking boy, she asked, "Su Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Su Mian forced a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Then tears streamed down her face again: "There must be a reason why Her Highness hit me. I will reflect on my actions."

The saintess looked at Bishop Rice and asked, "Bishop Rice, where are we going?"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, ugh... I feel a bit nauseous, I need to get out of the car to throw up."

"I think I should live on. Perhaps one day, my lowly life can do something for Her Highness. Today, I have succeeded. I have no regrets in dying and dare not ask for any reward."

The saint couldn't help but smile. She said, "If everyone in the world had your level of enlightenment, what a prosperous era it would be! Unfortunately, there are many who have fallen like that elf."

"Speak your wish; this is my reward for the devout."

Han Qianfei thought for a moment and said, "In my life, I have only one wish, which has never changed, and that is to serve Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

The saintess's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

My name is Han Jianghe.

"Han Jianghe, from this day forward, you are my saint and will serve me forever until you go to see the God of Light."

Han Qianfei trembled with excitement: "I will forever prostrate myself at your feet and do anything for you, even give my life."

The saint said, "I will give you a gold coin. Go and tidy yourself up. You look like a beggar now. Go to the church before noon tomorrow and embrace your bright future."

When Han Qianfei left, he almost fell off the car, and the comical stumble made the saintess cover her mouth and chuckle.

She seemed to be in a much better mood, and looking at the aggrieved-looking boy, she asked, "Su Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Su Mian forced a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Then tears streamed down her face again: "There must be a reason why Her Highness hit me. I will reflect on my actions."

The saintess looked at Bishop Rice and asked, "Bishop Rice, where are we going?"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, ugh... I feel a bit nauseous, I need to get out of the car to throw up."

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"I think I should live on. Perhaps one day, my lowly life can do something for Her Highness. Today, I have succeeded. I have no regrets in dying and dare not ask for any reward."

The saint couldn't help but smile. She said, "If everyone in the world had your level of enlightenment, what a prosperous era it would be! Unfortunately, there are many who have fallen like that elf."

"Speak your wish; this is my reward for the devout."

Han Qianfei thought for a moment and said, "In my life, I have only one wish, which has never changed, and that is to serve Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

The saintess's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

My name is Han Jianghe.

"Han Jianghe, from this day forward, you are my saint and will serve me forever until you go to see the God of Light."

Han Qianfei trembled with excitement: "I will forever prostrate myself at your feet and do anything for you, even give my life."

The saint said, "I will give you a gold coin. Go and tidy yourself up. You look like a beggar now. Go to the church before noon tomorrow and embrace your bright future."

When Han Qianfei left, he almost fell off the car, and the comical stumble made the saintess cover her mouth and chuckle.

She seemed to be in a much better mood, and looking at the aggrieved-looking boy, she asked, "Su Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Su Mian forced a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Then tears streamed down her face again: "There must be a reason why Her Highness hit me. I will reflect on my actions."

The saintess looked at Bishop Rice and asked, "Bishop Rice, where are we going?"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, ugh... I feel a bit nauseous, I need to get out of the car to throw up."

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"I think I should live on. Perhaps one day, my lowly life can do something for Her Highness. Today, I have succeeded. I have no regrets in dying and dare not ask for any reward."

The saint couldn't help but smile. She said, "If everyone in the world had your level of enlightenment, what a prosperous era it would be! Unfortunately, there are many who have fallen like that elf."

"Speak your wish; this is my reward for the devout."

Han Qianfei thought for a moment and said, "In my life, I have only one wish, which has never changed, and that is to serve Her Highness the Holy Maiden."

The saintess's eyes lit up: "What's your name?"

My name is Han Jianghe.

"Han Jianghe, from this day forward, you are my saint and will serve me forever until you go to see the God of Light."

Han Qianfei trembled with excitement: "I will forever prostrate myself at your feet and do anything for you, even give my life."

The saint said, "I will give you a gold coin. Go and tidy yourself up. You look like a beggar now. Go to the church before noon tomorrow and embrace your bright future."

When Han Qianfei left, he almost fell off the car, and the comical stumble made the saintess cover her mouth and chuckle.

She seemed to be in a much better mood, and looking at the aggrieved-looking boy, she asked, "Su Mian, does your face still hurt?"

Su Mian forced a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Then tears streamed down her face again: "There must be a reason why Her Highness hit me. I will reflect on my actions."

The saintess looked at Bishop Rice and asked, "Bishop Rice, where are we going?"

"Excuse me, Your Majesty, ugh... I feel a bit nauseous, I need to get out of the car to throw up."