Fallen Guest Empire (20)
The shortest distance between two points was a straight line.
Even in this unfathomable nightmare, this simple axiom remained as lovely as ever.
The water in the lake wasn't deep. Fu Qian quickly touched the sand and stones on the bottom, but it didn't affect his course by even a fraction.
After continuing onward with the force of breaking new ground, scarlet spread from his body, and Fu Qian activated Blood Conquest.
When he reappeared, his back was against a stone wall, inside a dim passageway.
In front of him, a woman who looked slightly younger than Lady Raven stood frozen in place, staring at him in surprise.
He had used Blood Conquest to leap through sight just now because he had sensed her presence.
The situation seemed clear. Beneath the shallow lake that had replaced the West District Church stood a peculiar underground structure.
The passage's walls were entirely made of stone blocks, and its construction was noticeably rougher than that of the mysteriously vanished West District Church.
But given the location, it was hard to say that building it had been any less difficult.
By now, Fu Qian had sensed more living people all around him, and even beneath his feet.
"Good evening."
As he looked around, Fu Qian didn't forget to greet the woman who'd served as his stepping stone.
Thread of Concern still pointed toward the class representative deeper below, but he didn't continue walking in a straight line.
He'd come to extract information. That person's only purpose was to provide him with a tracking coordinate.
Now it was time to talk.
In fact, his first discovery was already reassuring: the woman in front of him was clearly a living human being.
"Good evening... Dark Moon Apostle?"
Even more reassuringly, after