Where am I?

It should be dead, a blow to the chest, how could it be alive.

But how can I still be conscious?

Could it really be that as the priest of the Holy See of Light said, when people die, they go to another world?

Cohen touched his chest, but there was no wound at all, it seemed that he was really dead, Cohen muttered to himself.

The pastor said that when a person dies, the soul ascends to another world, the good go to heaven, and the most sinful go to hell.

I haven't done anything bad in my life, so I guess I've come to heaven.

But if you have killed so many orcs, and killing your life is also a sinful thing, will you come to hell?

Cohen shook his head violently and said, "No, no, grandpa said that there is no heaven or hell in the world, and to die is to die, just like the lights go out, there is nothing." ”

Thinking of his grandfather, Cohen became a little sad, he died, and his grandfather was left to live, and he must be even more lonely in the future.

By the way, there is also a 'little aunt' accompanying grandpa, that bad woman, when she sees her in front of herself, she forces herself to call her 'little aunt', and she knows to take advantage of herself.

Now that I'm dead, I can't take advantage of myself anymore.

Alas, the dead are dead, why do you want to do so much, Cohen sighed.

But where are you now?

Cohen, who woke up, sat up and began to look around.

I was lying on a large bed, at least half larger than the bed I usually saw, and the quilt on the bed was made of unknown materials, very silky, and very comfortable to cover my body.

It was a large room, larger than the training ground in the Imperial Knight Academy, and pillars thicker than his waist supported the roof, and oh my God, this pillar was ten meters high.

Every artifact here was something he had never seen before, so delicate that he had to think that it was not a product of the Holy Light Continent at all.

It seems that what Grandpa said is wrong, people do go to another world when they die.

It must be like this, grandpa himself said that there can't be anyone in this world who is always right, after all, grandpa has never died, and it is normal for him not to know that there is another world.

Cohen took a vase in his hand, and the surface of the vase was so smooth that Cohen was sure that even water droplets would slide off it, and it was too different from the thick pottery he had seen before.

The vase is painted with a rose, delicately painted like a blooming flower.

How can it be the same as the text of the Holy Light Continent, could it be that this world also uses the words of the Holy Light Continent?

That's right, all the people who came here were dead people from the Holy Light Continent, and it was normal to use the characters of the Holy Light Continent, but I don't know if the language used by the people here was the same as the people on the Holy Light Continent.

But there is no one here, and this cannot be confirmed for the time being.

Walking out the door, the world outside the door amazed Cohen even more.

It is a large garden with a small stream that meanders through the garden, dividing the garden into two parts, and the stream is lined with a variety of flowers and trees.

Cohen walked along the cobblestone path, admiring the flowers, most of which he couldn't even name.

Seeing the fruit on the tree, Cohen felt the hunger in his stomach, and couldn't help but pick some of the fruit, which he had never seen before, a small grain, it should be edible, Cohen picked one at hand and took a bite.

Bah...... Bah...... Bah......

Just like the bark of a tree, this is not edible at all, and after Cohen spit it out, he realized that this is a layer of peel, and then look at his hand, the crystal clear flesh is presented in front of him.

Cohen immediately put the flesh in his mouth, it was tender and juicy, and it was very delicious, and after eating a few more, he noticed that there were some other fruit trees in the garden, and picked them one by one to taste.

But not every one of them was delicious, especially one yellow fruit, which Cohen sniffed and threw away.

Some of the fruit was actually sour, of course, it could also be unripe, which was an afterthought for Cohen.

When his stomach began to fill up, Cohen began to look at the flowers and plants in the garden again.

Only then did I remember that it was already October, and I couldn't even see a single flower in the Imperial Knight Academy, and there were so many flowers blooming here.

Cohen was even more convinced that this was another world that could only be reached after death.

But is this heaven or hell?

The pastor said that Hell is a barren place, full of darkness and lifeless, and that it should not be Hell when I come here.

Then this is heaven, it's so beautiful, it's similar to what the pastor said, yes, it's definitely heaven.

Cohen was still a little unsure, thought for a while, patted his thigh and said, "Just find someone to ask." ”

I went around the garden, and then I went around the house, but I found that there was no one here.

And he cried out with a loud voice, "Is there anyone here?"

The sound drifted through the garden, and after a long time of no response, Cohen shouted a few more times.

'Boom...... Boom...... Knock ......'

There was a rush of footsteps from far and near, and the sound grew louder and louder, and finally someone came, and Cohen was a little happy.

After a while, a young maid-like woman appeared in Cohen's field of vision.

Cohen said secretly: The women here are quite beautiful, and their skin is so fair, are all the women in this heaven so beautiful?

"He woke up. An exclamation interrupted Cohen's thoughts.

"Go and tell the princess. The maid exclaimed again, and then hurried out of the place.

"Hey...... Why are you leaving, I still have a lot to ask you......" Watching the maid leave quickly, Cohen shouted, but no matter how Cohen shouted, the maid was still nowhere to be seen.

What did she just say, to the princess, what princess, is there a princess in heaven?

No, didn't the pastor say that all people are equal in heaven, and that there are also hierarchies here?

It seems that what the pastor said is not necessarily right, yes, he has not died, he has not been here, and he is not all right.

Or what Grandpa said makes sense.

Listen to the maid, she should come back, forget it, just wait here.

Cohen went to pick a few more fruits, and sat down at random place, eating the fruit while waiting for the maid to return.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

This time, it wasn't just the sound of one person's footsteps, it was so messy, and there must have been a lot of people.

It's just in time, so I'll have to ask what the situation is here, and if there's anything to pay attention to.

A graceful figure appeared with the sound of footsteps, wow, this is more beautiful, how to describe it best?

Cohen searched through the words in his head, and finally came up with the word 'delicate' that could not be more appropriate.

This face, this eye, this nose, this mouth, the more I look at it, the more I think it looks good, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that I have seen it there.

Have you seen it there?

Cohen sat up violently, patted his thigh and said, "Princess Novia, why are you here?" ”