Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　The new divine power mixed with the original divine power, but after the mixing, it seemed not much different from before they merged.

　This is illogical, yet it does not contradict the divine principles that Cong Yu does not understand at all... God is unreasonable.

　However, this power is growing subtly.

　The reason for that is simply "unclear".

　"..."

　“My divine power is growing day by day.”

　Cong Yu explained this simply to the Pope, stating the facts: "I don't know why, but I'm getting stronger."

　In that case, he might actually become a god.

　In response to Cong Yu's words, the Pope on the other end of the phone immediately replied, "I know, I know, so what exactly do you want to ask? I've been quite busy with work lately, and I don't have time to chat with you here."

　……

　Busy? Busy watching videos of women dancing?

　Cong Yu suppressed the urge to make such a sarcastic remark and ignored the red figure leaning against him: "Let me inquire about divine magic."

　pope:"……"

　"Strictly speaking, there's no such thing in the doctrine... only the 'miracle' itself performed to save the lamb."

　"This is not a coherent system."

　"..." Divine arts are not a systematic thing.

　Cong Yu pondered this point, and the deeper she thought about it, the more she seemed to understand, yet the more confused she became... both clear and bewildered.

　It's really quite troublesome.

　"Okay, I understand... Let's leave this topic aside for now."

　Cong Yu sighed silently as she spoke: "I will speak with Xian Kui about your involvement in the transformation ritual later."

　"Afterwards, someone will be sent to your place to teach you how to conduct the ceremony and all the preparations. Please be there to assist you."

　As they talked, Cong Yu chatted with the Pope about work-related matters.

　During this time, Hong looked at the "divine power" in Cong Yu's hand, seemingly lost in thought... it looked somewhat familiar.

　After Cong Yu hung up the phone, Hong noticed his gaze and asked, "Is this divine power?"

　As she said this, Hong chewed up the lollipop she had taken from Lan Tianzhu: "How come it's about the same power as Black Mamba?"

　The red one she's referring to is the Black Mamba she faced when she was sidelined by fate and had to compete in a resurrection match against [God Black Mamba].

　To put it bluntly, it's a big prison!

　"I heard you say before that fate and Moira are separate, and I thought fate was trying to mess with me..."

　"So, the Black Mamba really is a member of the Moirai faction?"

　"..." Cong Yu was stunned for a moment, and he frowned slightly... Then something was wrong, because Lao Da shouldn't be in cahoots with Mo Yilai.

　But is Lao Dayong's power almost the same as "divine power"?

　"So this isn't divine power? Then this is..."

　Cong Yu frowned, feeling that there were more and more unsolvable mysteries. He moved closer to observe the [divine power] he had condensed.

　"What is it?"

　Chapter 739 Walking into a Trap (Sad)

　Before them lay the ocean, behind them the Egyptian chariots; they cried out, their fear turning to resentment.

　They regretted being saved from Egypt and doubted God's ability to save them. They said to Moses...

　Serving the Egyptians is better than dying in the wilderness.

　"Swipe-"

　Cong Yu turned the pages of the book in his hand, licked his fingers, and leaned back in the Vatican's library, looking through the records in his hands.

　Records of "miracles".

　Meanwhile, the snow maiden who was "accompanying" him in his studies looked at him reproachfully: "These are all old books, covered in dust. Don't you find them dirty?"

　Upon hearing Xue Nu's words, Cong Yu paused in her hand, which was turning the pages of her book, and then smiled helplessly: "I'm used to it. It's just an old book..."

　Indeed, a long, long time ago, I did see Cong Yu with this habit.

　But long after that, ever since the advent of "electronic files," Cong Yu has never been seen to do anything similar.

　It was precisely because she was reading an old book that Cong Yu's habit was rekindled... This is a kind of cause and effect.

　Cong Yu continued flipping through the contents of the old book; he had just finished reading the one about "resurrection."

　I'm reading the book "Parting the Seas" now...

　To be precise, it's those "fragments," since these are the most suitable parts if you want to witness a miracle.

　Secondly, there are some scattered ideas, such as "making crops appear in the fields," "making food appear on the table," or "turning people into cattle and sheep."

　These examples were all recorded for a certain purpose.

　Demonstrating divine "power" and expounding its philosophy...

　Those who are close to God are saints; those who abandon God are evil.

　This is the concept.

　……

　But as Cong Yu read on, she could always glean something else from between the lines.

　Things are coming...

　It consists of both "faith" and "action".

　Through faith comes action, and through action comes faith…

　As she watched, Cong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, then she decisively tilted her head and closed her eyes...

　He's become an immortal (just kidding).

　No, actually it's similar (just kidding).

　"..." The Snow Woman didn't react much. She looked at the sleeping Cong Yu and a smile appeared on her lips.

　Cong Yu is still the same Cong Yu...

　Although I don't dislike reading and can fully understand the content, I only dislike reading books that aren't novels or stage play scripts.

　When it's something that really requires time and effort to study and figure out, Cong Yu can easily fall asleep.

　Although Cong Yu had explained it before...

　He said that when he was learning new knowledge, he would always finish the injections after taking a nap, so he developed a habit of it.

　But this kind of nonsense is exactly Cong Yu's personality.

　As Yuki-onna thought this, she rested her chin on her hand and looked at Cong Yu sleeping in the sunlight by the window, silently gazing at his sleeping face.

　No wonder Cong Yu chose that approach to manage the wind and rain in Fengdu.

　The Snow Woman thought of the "humans govern themselves" attitude that Murasame had adopted towards Fuuto... and her smile deepened.

　It's already past September.

　Christmas is just around the corner...

　From this perspective, the New Year is not far away.

　Thinking of this, Yuki-onna couldn't help but recall the time she and everyone else went to Fuuto for the New Year last year.

　At that time, the snow woman who visited the shrine wrote her wish on the ema (wooden plaque): "I hope life can continue like this forever."

　In other words, the Snow Woman desires a peaceful life.

　Unfortunately, things progressed quite rapidly over the course of the year.

　Although there were no horrific upheavals that could significantly impact life itself, things like "Chi You is about to emerge" and "Moirai is about to cause trouble" were revealed one by one, proving that the world was indeed on the verge of collapse.

　All these numerous events combined prove that the Snow Woman's wish was completely unfulfilled... let alone "peace".

　Even if it's far from being "normal", it's still quite a distance from that.

　For a whole year, Cong Yu never took the initiative to go to Beidu to find her... Even today, she only asked if she was busy and if she wanted to go to read books together.

　Yuki-onna assumed it was just a normal book reading session, and was wondering if it was a comic book store or a café with a reading corner, so she readily agreed.

　Unexpectedly, it wasn't an invitation to "play," but rather a genuine invitation to "read"...

　It turns out she was called in to handle some serious business again...

　Seriously, this is too much.

　The Snow Woman glanced at Cong Yu's sleeping face with a hint of reproach... Even she would feel dissatisfied.

　Thinking this, Yuki-onna moved closer and reached out her hand toward Congyu's sleeping face, preparing to play a prank.

　Just like the foolish things she did many, many years ago.

　However, she eventually gave up, and simply tucked the messy hair that had fallen in front of his face behind his ear.

　"..."

　"..." Then, the Snow Woman seemed to sense something and turned to look at the entrance of the church's library.

　There was a girl wearing glasses, holding several books, watching the interaction between the Snow Woman and Murasame with a blank expression.

　Seeing the snow woman's hand frozen in mid-air, the girl adjusted her glasses and said somewhat stiffly, "Mi scuso per il disturbo."

　The general meaning is...

　Express your apologies for the disturbance.

　……

　The Snow Woman actually understood, but feeling slightly embarrassed, her earlobes turned a little red. So she chose to pretend to be confused and act as if she didn't understand.

　"..." After a brief silence, the girl with glasses understood and switched to Chinese: "Sorry to have interrupted your good time."

　"..."

　"I'm sorry, I'm sleeping with you..."

　"..." Hearing this, the Snow Woman finally couldn't help but speak: "Why do you have to be so direct when you speak Japanese..."

　As she said this, the Snow Woman, her face slightly flushed, immediately realized her slip of the tongue: "Did I really have to go that far?"

　Are there any stereotypes?

　"..." Although she didn't say it explicitly, the girl, who seemed a little guilty, slightly shifted her gaze, her eyes hidden by the reflection of her glasses.

　But without a doubt, this expression means...

　Yes, she does have stereotypes.

　"..."

　"What stereotype?"

　Cong Yu asked, rubbing his eyes as he straightened up by supporting himself with his hands on the ground, and then looked at the bespectacled girl standing at the door.

　"Who is this?"

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, the girl seemed to recall something and opened her mouth: "Ah...you're the one who called my father 'Old Deng' on the phone."

　The stiff wording and the tone suggested an unapproachable attitude.

　Isn't this one of Pope Old Deng's daughters?

　Cong Yu nodded and looked at the girl... feeling a little regretful about the Pope's miscalculation.

　This really isn't something I had on my own...

　Chun Chun means that the other party appeared on their own initiative and they don't take the blame.

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　Pope: NO!!!