svetikya Chapter 92 Junsha
Chapter 92 Junsha
Chapter 92 Junsha
In fact, Mu can empathize with the confusion of the princess.
Who was not like this in the world before he crossed over?
Who has not been cast by their parents with the expectation of "looking forward to their sons becoming dragons and their daughters becoming phoenixes"?
At the beginning, Mu was nagged by his family every day to be successful and to stand out.
But he was already in his third year before time travel, and he didn't understand what his family members meant by promising.
He used to be confused too, but then he gradually became relieved.
Because he began to understand: After all, his parents are just a pair of ordinary people, and they actually don't know what to do to get ahead.
They just cast all their expectations on you, but they have no ability to tell you how to respond...
At that moment, Mu didn't underestimate the girl because of it. On the contrary, he felt that she was extraordinarily real, as if stepping out of a radiant picture, stepping into reality, and really standing by his side.
A high-level navy once said that she was the light of hope for everyone;
The captain said she said she was about to go to the big man;
Mi Lu regards her as the savior standing in the light;
But do these people really know how to save today's pineapple kingdom?
In fact, they themselves do not know.
Just like Mu's parents in his previous life...
Should the saint be omniscient and omnipotent?
not really.
Even the world's most famous Joan of Arc in the previous life, Mu, was once ordered not to fight by the king, and she felt powerless.
At that moment, Mu seemed to see a real Joan of Arc in front of her eyes, a young girl who had done a good job but still felt confused and doubted herself.
Only this time, it was his turn to be Marshal Gilderray, and he swore he would never be that tentacle monster that couldn't be saved but paranoid.
"I will always follow you, Your Highness. Moreover, you have really done a good job, this is not a consolation."
That's not really a consolation.
It has only been six years since Wintermelia came to the New World.
In this age where information transmission is so slow and the pace of life is slow like a stagnant water, six years is really just a short moment, and it may only be enough to travel between the old and new continents a few times.
However, in just six years, she managed to tear open a gap in the Cape of the Moon, which had been almost completely divided by the two colonial companies!
No matter how self-effacing she said, the current influence and strength of the church in this area is real!If all this can continue to operate in such a benign manner, Mu even believes that they are enough to set off a revolution in Pangea!
And all of this was built by her in just six years with zero foundation!
Dong Milia looked at him fixedly, her slightly drunken eyes seemed a little blurred in the night.
Then she suddenly smiled, smiling like a cunning child, and like a bad sister who likes to play tricks on her younger brother.
"Okay, okay... Uh, my sister can hardly believe you this time, then, since you have followed me, please do me a favor first."
"What are you busy with?"
"Help me think of a name for the church? It's always embarrassing to be called by a saint."
"Ah this..."
Mu thought about it for a while.
At that moment, he suddenly thought of the scene of a church priest handling disputes and the sheriff's patrol that he had seen before.
So he blurted out, "Why don't you just call me Junsha?"
"Junsha Church...?"
Dong Milia muttered the word again, and smiled after a while.
"It's a nice name."
At this time, Mu didn't know that this was a nonsense of his playing tricks, but in the future it would become the most profound trace left in this world by him, a traveler from another world.
After that, Mu returned to the banquet hall again.
Dong Milia also left the table early to rest because she was a little too drunk, which pissed off Mi Lu, who had been looking for a chance to be alone with her, and looked at Mu with murderous intent.
It's a pity that Mu has been able to handle it with ease now, so he just mouthed lightly, "That's my sister."
Letting Mi Lu have nothing to do with it, her cheeks twitched and her murderous look was suppressed, and she forced a smile to respond to him.
After that, Mu returned to the team and ate Hesai all over the place.
The navy party was obviously not in the same style as the high-class ball he had attended in the capital before. A group of people didn't understand what elegance was, and it was a joy to eat.
There was no one dancing in the dance floor space specially set aside in the center of the hall. On the contrary, muscular men with shirts off stepped into it from time to time, making wrestling appointments and martial arts competitions.
The collision of the pectoralis major often splashes a drop of sweat, filling the air with the smell of philosophy...
In the noisy atmosphere, Mu took the opportunity to find the captain Siegfried and asked about the news he had just received from Wintermelia.
The results were indeed confirmed.
"Yes, the meaning of the upper navy is that they hope that we will come to pick up His Highness and return to the country. If the war on the east coast of the New World will really end in the near future, then the country needs His Highness to go back and preside over the overall situation."
Mu nodded in understanding.
It turned out that everything was calculated by his sister.
Obviously she hadn't had time to talk to Siegfried at that time.
When he was in the capital two months ago, he saw a lot of noble children who liked to talk a lot, and just guessing a horse bet was enough for them to brag for several months, as if he had become a crouching dragon and phoenix child who knew everything well.
And some people, even though they have seen many things clearly in the morning, still ask themselves in confusion in the middle of the night if they are really worth following...
After going back that night, Mu had rare insomnia.
This is the first time since he traveled to this world that he felt a strong urge that I should do something.
Perhaps, to give the family a possibility of survival, shouldn't it just be so inactive and follow the trend?
The next day, Mu, who had only slept for a few hours, got up early.
He went to look for His Royal Highness Wintermelia again.
Unfortunately, perhaps because the princess really drank too much at the banquet last night, the guards in the manor stopped him and told him that His Highness was still resting, and told him not to disturb him rashly.
Reluctantly, he had no choice but to inquire about the details of the church headquarters first, and decided to start by understanding the Church of the Holy Maiden.
Oh, no, it's time to call it Junsha Church.
Following layers of information, he quickly found a large university located in the west of the capital of Lance.
This place is somewhat similar to the medieval university in the previous life.
In fact, no matter which world, universities were born very early.
It's just that in the early days, because there was no supporting basic education, the threshold for universities was very high, and the number of students enrolled was very small. Generally, only aristocratic families who could afford private teachers could send their children to universities.
Therefore, the number of universities in this era is also very small. As far as Mu knows, there is only one university in Wangdu and two universities outside Wangdu in the mainland of the Pincheju Kingdom.
Unexpectedly, the church here has the ability to open such an institution of higher learning.
Relying on Fengcheju's status as a lieutenant in the navy of his country, Mu smoothly entered the academy.
Not long after that, he saw a shocking scene in a small playground——
It was a few young people experimenting with a somewhat bloated and huge machine.
As the machine started to operate, the roar of "buzzing, humming" made Mu seem to see a miracle happen before him!
He blurted out uncontrollably: "Steam engine?!"
Among the few people who were doing the experiment over there, a young man turned his head and glanced at him, and responded quite pleasantly.
"Huh? Do you understand this too? That's great! Originally we wanted to call this big guy a kettle machine, but in the end your name sounds nice, Steam Engine, and it sounds much more handsome~"
Words cannot describe Mu's complicated mood at that moment.
He has never been as sure as this moment since time travel—the times will eventually change!
(End of this chapter)