"Twitter......"

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the floor of the bedroom, and also gave the two people inside, inlaid with a layer of hazy gold edges, and noisy sparrows jumped around on the windowsill, and their black pearl-like eyes poked into the room from time to time.

"That's great!"

The light murmur sounded as if it was a hallucination, and the wife lying on the bed described her withered and pale face, but she still opened the corners of her mouth slightly in the bright sun.

She hadn't seen such bright sunshine in a long time.

Since she became seriously ill, and the doctor told her not to get cold or be exposed to too much sunlight, she could only feel the breath of the sun through the hazy light of the curtains by reminiscing about the old days.

She originally thought that until she died, it would be impossible for her to shine so brightly, and even some scorching sunshine one day, but she didn't expect that this little wish could still be realized.

Although this is only a small, insignificant wish.

Her eyes rolled, and her gaze fell on her husband, Pete was no longer the depressed person he used to be, even his hair was cleaned, he was wearing the gray suit they wore when they were married, and his cheeks were shaved clean.

The wife only realized at this time that her husband was still a little handsome, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a sweet smile.

She was so weak that she couldn't even make a small movement like turning her head, and she could only barely move her facial muscles, hoping that when she was dying, she would be able to leave a good impression on her husband.

Pete had tears in his eyes and bit his lip hard, although he had expected this scene countless times, but in the face of the farewell, his eyes still seemed to float into the sand, and his vision was blurred.

However, he did not comfort his wife until she came to the end of her life, because now, he had more important things to do.

"May all the living be able to live their lives in peace in the kingdom you have created, through birth, growth, pain or joy, long life or unfortunate early death, until the final end, without fear of death......

He is preaching, preaching the Gospel of Virgin, the God of Life and Rest, the Great Lord of Blood and Death!

Although his eyes were blurred by tears, Pete still memorized them all, and his voice gradually became a little choked.

"Death is not the end, because you love you or the existence you love, you will rest in eternal darkness, will not be disturbed, and sleep happily until the end of the universe, the end of the world......"

Pete's voice became more and more high-pitched, and in the last days, he finally gave up all illusions, accepted the facts, and the only thing he did was to preach to his wife the gospel of the Lord of Blood and Death, because in the Bible, only dead believers can be led by Vkimir to sleep in eternal darkness.

The existence of non-believers will either dissipate after death, or be distorted by the transformation of emotions, be disturbed by evil spirits or demons, become new evil spirits and demons, and become monsters that have lost themselves.

This was the only thing Pitt could do for his wife, to bring her faith in Vkimir.

He didn't want his wife to dissipate after she died, and he didn't want her to become a monster, killing innocent creatures, so sleeping in eternal darkness became almost his only hope.

As for the effect, maybe it was the fear of death, or maybe it was the trust in Pete, Luen vaguely felt the thread of faith that belonged to his wife, but it was too fragile and could break at any time.

The thread of faith comes from the spirit, and the spirit of ordinary people is closely related to the physical body.

"O great Lord, let her enter into your kingdom and fall into eternal sleep!"

As the last words fell, Pete's suppressed tears finally couldn't help rolling down his eyes, but perhaps it was some mysterious induction that made him suddenly raise his head and meet his wife's eyes.

He saw his wife do her best, smiled brightly at him, and then slowly closed her eyes in the same bright sun.

The slight heaving of his chest finally stopped, he finally failed to save his wife, watching her swallow her last breath, but in the end, the corners of her mouth were relieved and relieved smiles.

"Woo......"

Pete bit his teeth quietly, only in the wings of his nose, revealing a slight sobbing sound, his whole body seemed to have been pulled out of his bones, and he knelt in front of his wife, but at this moment, his hazy teary eyes saw that in the sun, a crystal figure seemed to emerge.

Curly blonde hair hung playfully on her forehead, a girl who was not beautiful, but had a quiet temperament, and smiled slightly shyly at him, just like the scene they had presented when they first met.

Swish!

Pete immediately stood up, and wiped away his tears in surprise, only to find that there was still a trace of the girl in the air in front of him, only the dust floating in the air, reflecting a subtle light.

"It's mine...... Hallucinations?"

Pete was stunned in his heart, but he looked at his wife in a daze, from the scorching sun to the arrival of dusk, he walked out of some kind of trance, staggered towards the door, and closed the bedroom door with his hand.

He had to go to the contact to dispose of his wife's body, and he remembered that his wife's favorite thing was a hillside full of flowers, but unfortunately it was a cemetery now, and it was not allowed to dig and bury near the imperial capital.

But when he opened the door, he suddenly found that the surroundings had become silent for some time.

The pedestrians, vehicles, and neighbors who saw him walking away with their faces hidden, all disappeared, and in the setting sun, standing at his door were rows of men in black in suits and leather shoes, who seemed to have been standing in front of his house for a long time.

"You ......"

As soon as Pete spoke, an old man had already stepped forward, his expression solemn and solemn.

"We have been informed that something unfortunate has just happened to you, Your Excellency Pete, and please be careful. ”

"Who is it?"

It was only now, when Pete had just finished speaking, that he saw the old man nodding to him, and suddenly a man in black came forward behind him, holding a set of dark red and black robes in his hand, and when he shook it off, it turned out to be a priest's outfit.

"By the will of the Great Blood and Lord of Death, Your Excellency Pete, you have become the first noble bishop of the Sabbath Church, and you will tell the world the faith and gospel of my Lord!"

"I don't need you to say I'll do it, but ......"

Before Pete could finish speaking, the old man had already taken the robe and draped it over Pete.

"We share a common belief in the Great Lord, and you can call me Adrien, Bishop Pitt. ”

"Well, that's a familiar name. ”

Pete is still a little dizzy now, and he feels even more inexplicable, so he can only reply casually, the reputation of Lien's military industry is well known in the emperor.

"Maybe it's the same as you think, Bishop Pete, we have the most professional team, your wife, where do you want her to be her last resting place?"

The corners of Adrien's mouth curled slightly, and he asked softly, but then, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, because at this moment, Pete seemed to have suddenly woken up from a dream.

An inexplicable calmness and an indescribable temperament emerged from him, his head bowed, and his tone was calm but firm.

"A cemetery, an ordinary cemetery is fine. ”