I really just want to hang out in the magic world.

"What's the matter?" Yunel's hesitation at this moment made Ruan Xiaozhe curious.

"It's about supporting the Preman Cult. Actually... I also believe in the Preman Cult..." Yunel said hesitantly.

Just like when Gannando shouted "Is alchemy also considered magic?" and then got beaten up, many arrogant magicians often look down on alchemists.

If Yunel said that he supported or believed in the Premen Cult, he would occasionally be ridiculed: "A great noble of the Empire like you actually supports such a lowly cult?"

But Ruan Xiaozhe didn't care about it at all.

"There's nothing wrong with supporting the Order."

"Really?" A hint of joy appeared on Yunel's face, and she poured more apple juice for Ruan Xiaozhe with a smile.

"Drink more, Ruan Xiaozhe."

"Huh? I haven't finished drinking yet."

Yunel thought that although he had a strange personality, it might be because he had difficulty adapting to the Qinglong Tower, so it was not a big deal.

The young man in front of him made Yunel feel that everything in front of him was no longer so difficult, and it was acceptable for nobles to join the Premen Cult.

……

"Um, is this the Frizinga Cult? Let me learn about the Lord Frizinga." Ruan Xiaozhe said.

"!"

When the priests saw Ruan Xiaozhe coming, they showed joy on their faces.

"Welcome, brother! It's great that you want to know about Lord Frizinga. Welcome!"

"Yes, I have heard about the various deeds of Lord Frizinga a long time ago and have always respected him very much." Ruan Xiaozhe concealed his true thoughts and said with respect on his face.

Showing full respect on the surface is a necessary skill for college students, and Ruan Xiaozhe is a master in this regard.

Now the priests are very satisfied with Ruan Xiaozhe's attitude.

It's so rare for a young nobleman to come here in person!

"Come on, please come in! Tijilin, come and help."

"I... I'm coming."

"Wow!" Ruan Xiaozhe looked at the students called by the priests in surprise.

The child had dark red skin, two small horns on his forehead, and flickering eyes.

"This is-a demon hybrid!"

This is an extremely rare race, and Ruan Xiaozhe has seen it for the first time.

After the ancestors of some families signed a contract with the devil, sometimes such abnormal changes would occur in their descendants every other generation.

Most people would avoid this race, so this demonic half-blood girl seemed very reserved.

"Tijilin is also a new student and belongs to the Phoenix Tower." The priests introduced proudly.

Although the students of Phoenix Tower seldom interacted with students from other towers, she took the initiative to step forward when these priests came to visit.

"It's really touching. I didn't expect that there are friends who believe in the God of Frizinga here. It really is the blessing of the God of Frizinga."

Ruan Xiaozhe looked at Tijilin, his praise evident in his words.

"Friends!" The priests were very happy.

Ruan Xiaozhe's casual praise made the priests very happy.

"But..." Ever since entering the tent, Ruan Xiaozhe has been secretly looking around.

There are two most important things about joining a cult - what benefits you can get and what you need to do.

For example, if you join a strange cult and have to self-flagellate at every meeting, it would be very inconvenient.

"The decoration here is so simple." Ruan Xiaozhe muttered in his heart.

The tent of the Frisinga Order is simply furnished with a few benches and an altar with a Frisinga statue.

Although it looked ordinary, Ruan Xiaozhe felt something was wrong.

"There are quite a lot of artifacts here."

At this moment, there were many magical items in the tent, and the air was filled with magical fluctuations.

You know, magic items, even small ones, are expensive and rare.

And there are so many artifacts here.

These priests don't look extravagant...

"God Frizinga is a god who sacrificed himself to support the world. Could he be related to the creation of divine artifacts?" Ruan Xiaozhe guessed in his heart.

At this moment, footsteps were approaching, and a short and thin priest approached Ruan Xiaozhe, ready to explain to Ruan Xiaozhe.

"...?"

Ruan Xiaozhe looked at the priest. Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground!

"Ah, are you scared, my friend?" The priest said with a smile when he saw Ruan Xiaozhe's expression.

"Don't worry, it's the artifact on me that caused it. It's a cursed artifact that will increase my weight, but it will also increase my divine power."

"Oh, do you wear it when you go out? Is it inconvenient?"

“It won’t be inconvenient.”

"what?"

"Lord Frizinga sacrificed himself to support the world. As his followers, we must also sacrifice. Every time we wear a cursed artifact, the curse on the world will be reduced a little." The priest said with a smile.

The priests of the Frizinga Order choose to wear cursed artifacts in honor of the god who forever bears the world on his back.

The curses on these artifacts will not be lifted by their holy magic, but instead their curse effects will be enhanced by wearing them.

Ruan Xiaozhe's face gradually turned pale, and he realized that he had made a big mistake.

"I was crazy to listen to the principal."

The cult’s madness gave Ruan Xiaozhe a chill.

"Friend, it seems that you are not satisfied with this path." The priest keenly noticed Ruan Xiaozhe's concerns.

"Nothing, just too excited..."

"My friend, the path of devotion to Lord Frizinga is indeed difficult. If you change your mind, it's okay if you don't want to take this path. I understand."

The priest gave a sad smile.

Although Ruan Xiaozhe felt sorry, he quickly glanced at the exit.

You know, if he escapes now, the other party may catch him at any time.

"I originally wanted to give this cursed belt as a welcome gift to new friends. But every time I explained its effects, everyone left. After all, who would like a cursed belt that absorbs magic power?"

"...Wait a minute! What do you think its effect is?" Ruan Xiaozhe was overjoyed.