StarCraft: Everyone wants the Queen

Chapter 186 The Socially Anxious Bishop

Shen Qingqing could only helplessly watch as Ryan hurried around the church.

Even though the place had been checked before and there was nothing there, Ryan still managed to find several bottles of wine under some floorboard in the corner of the kitchen.

Then he took out a wine glass from the cupboard.

After serving a few empty plates, they set up a dinner party on the table.

There wasn't a table yet...

Shen Qingqing stared in disbelief at the table that had appeared out of thin air once again.

This place looks very strange.

The previous items, along with Sarnster, have disappeared.

And now that rectangular table has appeared out of nowhere.

Everything before them seemed to be related to Bishop Ryan.

But Ryan didn't seem to care that there was a Zergling beside him. He continued to busy himself, wiping the already dust-free tabletop with napkins and washing the goblets inlaid with glittering gems.

Shen Qingqing couldn't hold back any longer until he pulled out a mahogany stool for her and invited her to dinner.

But in order to quietly observe the situation and confirm his guess, he obediently sat down on the stool.

She said softly, "Thank you."

The two of them sat opposite each other at a long table, on which were arranged bone china plates, rum, and wine glasses...

At this moment, Ryan smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and politely replied, "Please."

Then he placed the silver candlestick between the two of them.

There was no burning flame, only half a candle standing alone on the candlestick.

Ryan, however, seemed completely oblivious, picking up his knife and fork and working on the empty plate.

Shen Qingqing looked at his focused and serious expression, as if there really was food on the plate.

As if noticing Shen Qingqing's stiff body, Ryan raised his head, his handsome gray-blue eyes filled with gentle inquiry.

"What's wrong? Is the food not to your liking?"

Unexpectedly, Ryan suddenly asked a question, and Shen Qingqing's movements became even more stiff. She subconsciously wanted to refute, but accidentally knocked the knife and fork off the plate.

The crisp clanging sound of metal hitting the ground echoed continuously in the empty church.

"No, no, the food provided by the bishop is delicious."

Shen Qingqing was a little embarrassed. Not only had her absent-mindedness been noticed, but she had also dropped her knife and fork.

She quickly lifted her skirt and squatted down, trying to find the knife and fork she had dropped.

But the knife and fork, which had just been placed down, disappeared after making a crisp clinking sound.

No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't find it.

Or……

Shen Qingqing's gaze fell on the male insect, who was still sitting upright in his seat.

As if defying all superstition, he poured the wine from his glass onto the floor after sitting down.

As expected, the liquor evaporated as soon as it touched the ground.

Only the gentle murmur of flowing water could be heard.

It seems so; during their dinner, all non-living things disappeared upon contact with the ground.

The appearance of this strange place is related to Bishop Ryan.

Shen Qingqing looked at Ryan with a more inquisitive expression.

Ryan heard the sound of running water, but he couldn't see Shen Qingqing's movements under the table, so he thought something had happened in the church.

Slowly standing up, she touched her lips lightly with her index finger in Shen Qingqing's eyes, "Shh..."

"No making any noise, that's the rule."

As she spoke, she pointed to the church's dome, which was covered with reliefs, and said in as low a voice as possible, "Otherwise, intruders will break in."

Shen Qingqing was a little confused. What is an intruder?

Are they wolves?

The sight of Bishop Claire's hunched back and the unintentional fear in his eyes made her feel as if it were all an unreal dream.

It is a dream that belongs only to Ryan.

In his dreams, he can do whatever he wants, and can even create a set of rules for himself.

So what happened to Bishop Ryan that made him think that keeping quiet would prevent disaster?

Shen Qingqing watched Ryan anxiously pacing around with the candlestick in his arms and felt that he might need the help of the Zerg to break free from this dream.

There were still some embers in the brazier, and some of the paper she had found earlier was also left.

Let's light the candlesticks first.

Ryan was holding the candlestick; there must be some unspeakable secret inside.

So while he was cowering to the side in fear, Shen Qingqing picked up the burning paper and quietly went up to him.

They lit the candlestick when he wasn't looking.

A few tiny candlelight flickered in the dark corner, casting colorful halos that illuminated Ryan's pale, thin face.

Ryan paused for a moment as the candle was lit.

Then, as if its wrath had been met with hostility, it frantically pounded on the candlestick, trying to extinguish the flame.

But no matter how much he patted it, even if he forcefully extinguished the wick with his fingers, the flame would reignite after his fingers left.

He repeated this several times until his fingertips were charred black, before finally giving up and accepting his fate.

The candlestick continued to burn, and finally, in Shen Qingqing's gaze, the burning wax flowed down the white cylinder, revealing a small metal cylinder inside.

There's something inside!

Shen Qingqing recalled a passage from a textbook she had studied before, which mentioned a plot about secretly transmitting information by hiding it in a candle.

So Ryan does that too.

Before the candle had burned out, Ryan threw the candlestick away.

They looked as if they had encountered something dirty and wanted to avoid it at all costs.

The fact that the candlestick did not disappear when it touched the ground further confirmed her idea.

The secret to getting out might lie on the candlestick.

So she picked up the candle that had broken in two and took the golden metal cylinder, which was about two fingers thick, out of the candle that was covered in wax.

Everything in the church was old, except for this metal column, which was new.

It gleams like gold in your hand.

Turn the lid counterclockwise to open it, and carefully pour out a key from inside.

A key so old that its original color is almost unrecognizable.

It's as if it would break if she used even a little force.

Shen Qingqing looked around, then tapped and knocked on the wall, trying to find some kind of hidden compartment.

Finally, near the corner where Ryan was, they found a hollow stone brick.

After tapping it again and wiping the dust off the surface of the bottom stone brick, a dark color that was asymmetrical with the surrounding color appeared.

It seems this is the place. Shen Qingqing picked up the key and inserted it directly, then turned it clockwise again until she heard a click.

Then the heavy stone bricks slowly moved outwards, revealing what was inside.

This is……

Shen Qingqing picked up the small crown, wondering why the bishop would go to such lengths to hide a crown.

It doesn't make sense.

When she took out the crown, Ryan's gray eyes flickered twice, and then he stared blankly at the crown in her hand, which was studded with diamonds of various sizes.

Cecilia's voice echoed in my mind:

"Put it on!"