There are no street lights on the dim street, and on the side of the high and low roofs is a fairly neat brick wall, and the brick wall on the other side has a sheep intestine path, and the joints between the road surface and the brick wall are not exposed to sunlight all year round, and some moisture accumulates, A layer of green skin that can glow at night like a netherworld plant grows, and through this faint light, you can see a thin figure quietly entering the sheep intestine path.

"Tori!"

A soft call opened a small hole in the wall, a small hole that a child had to bend down to enter, and it was also sealed with masonry, and at first glance there was little to be seen.

The thin figure hunched over, deliberately took a big stride, not stepping on those glowing green skins, and only breathed a sigh of relief after entering, "Fortunately, I didn't gain weight. ”

"What are you talking about, is it possible for people like us in the stinky gutter to gain weight?" Tori said angrily, his voice so low that only those around him could hear it.

The thin figure who came in later was not convinced, and argued: "Why not, isn't Aibo just fat?"

It's not fat, it's edema caused by a disease, and eventually the whole person swells up like a balloon, and finally swells to death.

However, Tori didn't know, he didn't know those things like this skinny vana, they had lived in a corner that adults couldn't look at since they could remember, they were born to live a natural life, because they didn't have any natural existence, and they didn't have good looks, they were like rats in the ditch, surviving in the shadows.

"It's strange he's still fat after eating these things!" Tori muttered, and said nothing more.

The courtyard within the brick wall was an abandoned house that they had quietly moved in after they found out, and no one could find out, otherwise, there would always be people who would rather scrap the house than give them a place to shelter from the rain.

People in this world are so bad, even if there is nothing good about it, but they just can't see the slightest bit of good in others, as if that is harming their interests and stimulating their eyes.

The two children worked together to put the bricks and stones one by one, taking great care not to make too much noise, and to ensure that the brick walls were neat, at least not to be seen as a "door".

When they were far away from the "door", they all breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the house, and saw the small light shrouded in square inches, and their eyes warmed.

"Okay, tell me, what did you read today?" Vana huddled on a bed made of discarded leather, and Tori, who was being squeezed by him, did not pay attention to his urging, carefully picked up a red book, turned the pages of the timeless book, and began to tell the story of the book.

Tori has been a smart child since he was a child, when he didn't know that he was not talented, he still thought about reading and reading, and then went to study in a magic school, and when he knew that he was completely untalented, he was not really discouraged, and he was always trying to enrich his knowledge, so that he became the smartest of these children, and he has lived until now, found a place to live, and has some means to make a living.

Unlike Tori, Vana has survived by natural wit, and if there is anything special about it, his fast running should be considered an advantage.

The Red Book is a boring church book, and this kind of book usually doesn't make people feel much good, because they all know that the creation and world gods will not take care of this world anymore, since there is hell, the creation and world gods are completely disappointed in human beings, and then there are demons, there are those guys in the demon world, and then...

Some people say that the reason why those people in the church were able to survive and continue to preach is because those winged people in the demon world used to be angels around the creation and world gods, and they were willing to see the creation and world gods being believed, so they did not kill all human beings.

In times of crisis, they take refuge in the church, shouting praises to the prestige of the creator and the world, and often luckily escape death, on this continent, all races, including humans, are created by the creation and the world, so no matter how much they have a grudge with the human race, for the sake of the face of the creation and the world, they can always let go.

Of course, it is not the past, because in history, only from the mouths of those missionaries, the war between mankind and the various races has not stopped, and it all began after that "holy war".

It is said that it seems that the angels are at war with various races, and in the end, the gods of creation and the world punished the other races and took away the angels, and the other races felt that it was because they were deceived by humans, so they turned their faces with humans, and humans... Vana knows the adults too well, and when they see the benefits, they will be like flies that have seen blood, staring at them.

“... ... After the creation of the world, God rested for a long time, and at this time it was the angels who ruled over the world, and they were called 'God's darlings'..."Tori's voice was unhurried, and in the faint light, he leaned close to read the words in the book.

This kind of writing is named Genesis, Shiwen, and is still used by humans, as for other races, it's really not surprising that humans look down on them, the orcs who drink blood can only draw simple pictures, and the elves are better, but the pictures are more exquisite, as for the goblins or something, do you expect them to understand things other than weapon manufacturing drawings? And then there's the Planters, the things that don't pay attention to words at all communicate through the roots of vines and trees, and the dragons on distant islands, are those stupid things more important than sleeping?

It is said that the creation and world writing were created by angels, and later used by anthropology, and finally, because those in the demon world were all created by the fall of angels, so they will also use this kind of writing, which is equivalent to a universal script, and it is naturally more widely spread.

This also provides convenience for reading, and there will be no things that the words of 10,000 years ago do not recognize now, which also makes the previous history will not have any mistakes or omissions, and it is basically recorded.

Tori stopped reading what the angels taught humans, the light was getting dimmer and dimmer, it was not a good quality candle, but a lamp made by mixing discarded wax oil and some other vegetable oils and adding a rope woven of plant fibers, which was not bright enough.

Seeing things in such light all year round, Tori's eyes are already very bad.

Vana also knew this, he hadn't heard enough, but he didn't let Tori continue to read it, he held his cheeks, and said with a smile on his face, "I don't know what kind of place the Heavenly Palace is, will there be something to eat every day?"

"Angels don't eat, they don't feel hunger and cold, they have great strength, not only power, but also magic, they also enjoy the favor of God, they can live forever, they are handsome and powerful...

"You say, angels or elves, who is more powerful?" Vanna asked as she didn't want to sleep yet.

Tori shook his head and carefully blew out the candles, it was summer, it didn't take much heat to keep warm, and the candles could be used for a little longer.

The next morning, when Tori got up, he couldn't see Wana, he quietly went out to get food, the two of them were able to survive for so long, in addition to being smart, they also knew how to cooperate, and those who didn't want their companions at all because they were strong before had long since died.

Tori didn't sleep much either, and while it was still early, he went out quietly, not from the place where he had come in yesterday, but from another "door", and when he came out, he looked for a place to find something.

You can't rely on begging, because people don't have so much kindness in the world, and there are even people who give money just to beat them, and when they see them vomiting blood and fall to the ground, they will laugh as if they are dead, and then throw more money down.

The owner of the shop would not use Tori to work, because he felt that such a child would be a thief and a pest sooner or later, and he would not be able to lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot, but when something bad happened, he would think of such a child.

Tori saw a child who had been beaten half to death for a piece of bread that had been sold overnight, and that the piece of bread had not yet reached his mouth, but had been snatched from him.

There is no place to reason, there is no place to judge, everything is like a stinky ditch full of filth, there is no clean place to see, no light can be seen.

Is this the world created by the God of Creation and the World? The beauty in that red book only exists in the book, and he can't see it at all.

On this day, Vana didn't come back, and then Tori saw his body, I don't know who threw it on the edge of the stinky ditch, someone was cursing, and he didn't find a place to die when he died, he stinked to death or something, Tori's hair was dizzy, and he didn't know what to think at the time, so he picked up a stone and smashed it to death the person who said it, and watched him also fall next to the stinky ditch...

"My lord, my lord..."

"Ah, it's Senna, what's wrong?" The leisurely and long-pitched voice was gorgeous, very much in line with the luxurious and low-key palace in front of you.

"My lord, are you having a nightmare?" Senna is a succubus, with a charming figure and appearance, and the most heart-warming thing is her extraordinarily empathetic performance at all times, as well as all kinds of thoughtful movements, just like right now, she leaned on the adult's chest, against the position of his original heart, and gently stroked it with her hand, a little, gentle and with some itching, so that anyone without a heart can't help but be moved.

Holding Sena's hand, the adult's gorgeous voice seemed to sigh, "I remembered when I was still human, at that time, it was really stupid!"

He thought he had seen through the world wisely, but in fact, he didn't even come into contact with the real darkness, until he became a member of the demon world and saw those fallen angels with black wings, that he understood what it meant to be abandoned by the creator god, and in this world, they could no longer see the light.

The more sober you are, the more you understand, and the more you understand, the more sad you are.

"My lord—" Senna didn't say much, she raised her head, her lips lightly touched the corner of her eyes, and the tip of her tongue touched the salty liquid into her throat, and she grinned, tears, what a precious thing.

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