While Mera grinds her teeth in anger at the mirror, "Seth" is also thinking about the shadow in a corner of the world. The shadow did not come from a mirror, but a puddle of reddish water on the ground.

Some things have become numb, like killing someone. But at the same time, he began to realize his feelings, began to wake up, and began to rejoice in his choice.

Yes, choose!

Because there are countless opportunities to escape, but they have not been put into practice. It's not that I didn't have a thought, but when I thought of that pair of unusually beautiful people, I couldn't help but dispel them.

I know it's impossible, but I just can't bear it. I also know that this kind of behavior is meaningless, even stupid, but there are countless reasons and countless extravagant hopes to support it, what if......

Vulnerable, maybe it's their names, or maybe it's their code name, Seth is always unsure. After all, they have never formally introduced themselves, perhaps disdainfully, or forgot. What's more interesting is that whenever the goddess whispers "vulnerable", they will turn their heads together, and their expressions will be inquired with the scattered starlight. The goddess will let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

In the face of molestation and blasphemy, ordinary people have long ignored it. But for some reason, they will always be fooled, and there is no trace of shame. When they find that there is no follow-up, they will turn their heads and continue with the things they have just done in the scattered starlight. Many times, all they do is stark into the sun. Different from ordinary people in a daze, the two of them always have a layer of aura on their bodies, like a rainbow after the rain - clean and beautiful.

After that day of intimidation, there was no follow-up cruelty, as if the matter had passed. Every day, he instructed the crowd, and then continued to stand there in a daze. Later, I didn't even do this kind of thing anymore, and just stood in the sun stupidly. And that goddess would probably sit cross-legged nearby, her eyes shining as if she were facing a priceless treasure.

As the days went by, the aftermath faded, and he finally mustered up the courage to come forward to ask for advice. is different from what they imagined, the two of them are very patient, although they are not always answered, but they are not stingy when they speak. The main thing is the attitude, as if facing a group of students - guide, leave a tail for each to find the answer on their own. As for the right or wrong answer, the two obviously don't care......

What should have come will come eventually, and the man who was let go that day "inadvertently" showed his feet, and so a chase began. It's just that no one thought that the identity of the chased and the pursued would be reversed.

Things didn't go well from the start. When everyone left the inn and left the sight of the gods, the thoughts of rebellion hidden in their hearts gradually became irrepressible. So some people leave openly, some people quietly hide, and of course some people hesitate to wait and see. No one stopped them, and there was no way to stop them, because they had driven their group out without any detailed arrangements. How to act, did not say, who was the leader, did not mention.

Here, after all, it is not an inn. And after leaving the inn, the order that maintained everyone collapsed. Yes, if you lose the inn, you will lose the identity of the proprietress and the aura of the leader. Fortunately, the remaining habits of the past have attracted the attention of a few people. These few people made the others vigilant and tentatively asked for their opinions.

For some reason, my mind was not on these people, but instead I remembered the figure under the halo - clean and beautiful, ignoring the eagerness of the goddess and the panic of everyone in the inn, just in a daze.

Yes, what does it matter to me what others do?

Ignoring the crowd, he turned around and walked towards his goal. As they went, some followed, others disappeared. There are some things, why not say more?

It's a pity that it's still a step too late. If there is no delay on the road, then it should be able to be stopped.

Yes, it's a pity! In retrospect, it's a pity. At that time, I was a little glad that I didn't have to fight with the old life and death. However, in the blink of an eye, the old feelings disappeared, just because his group saw the corpse on the way back. Those who have been left behind, dead......

Along the bloodstains, along the corpses, the group discovered the past, which was also the goal of the trip. It's just that the situation has reversed, and his side has fallen into pursuit. When I saw the pair of figures in the halo again, I was already scarred. There was no inquiry, no reprimand, just let yourself walk by with trepidation.

"Failed. "It's the whisper of the goddess.

"Hmm. "It's a response that doesn't hear any emotion.

As the days passed, the injury healed, and a new task was ushered in. It's still the same as being thrown out again, but the group has become different.

The target was a sacrifice, a sacrifice that was said to be very religious, but also very arrogant. He has the capital of arrogance, because in the turmoil of the world, he has not heard of the fall of sacrifice, even if it is of indigenous origin.

I still remember the sacrificial eyes, arrogance turned into fear, and confidence turned into hesitation. The task was completed, but there was no feeling of relief, after all, it was a priest who was killed.

Compared to the sacrifice, what about these people?

- Nothing!

This time, everyone came back unharmed, but the mood was still apprehensive. Just like last time, there are still no inquiries, and of course there are no rewards......

In the apprehension, I began to pay attention to this noisy world, worried about the possible tracking at any time, and revenge. It was also at this time that a group of self-proclaimed wise men and prophets emerged, as if there was nothing in this world that they did not know. Perhaps, that's the case. With their appearance, their originally secret whereabouts were exposed.

No matter what others think of wise men and prophets, my impression of them is always - damn it. It's a shame that these damn guys are still alive and kicking today.

If you can't dodge, you can only face it. Fortunately, the revenge was not as strong as expected, and it did not invade the inn, but you have to be more careful when you leave the inn.

I wanted to take the time to give those wise men and prophets a warning to keep their mouth in check. But as more and more information came back, and more and more detailed, this idea was gradually dispelled.

How so?

- There's no need to fight a bunch of people who are going to die. People don't live to be left and right, and they don't offend everyone. However, those guys dared to offend everyone.

Supposedly, exposing the whereabouts of these people should be able to exchange some thanks and rewards. As a result, these guys, who didn't know how to write the word for death, pointed out on the spot that the sacrifice was a deserving person. Of course, this kind of unsightly news was immediately blocked by the temple, but they were able to seal their own temple, but they could not silence the mouths of the wise and prophets......

How dare such a thing be said in the temple of the other person because he does not respect the gods, so he cannot be blessed, and how he came out alive is still a mystery.

......

Once something starts, it's not up to you to decide how to end it, like the first chase. The mission failed, and there was no intention of continuing here, but that side didn't know.

Perhaps, pretending not to know. No one is a fool, he has the guidance of the gods on his side, and his strength can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, how can he be killed by the other party? Moreover, the other party has similar actions to himself. Of course, it was the same bad luck that the Prophet with a broken mouth revealed his whereabouts. Many times, the presence of wise men and prophets is a-stirring stick, and they only make things confusing and complicated. The most infuriating thing is that they are so happy.

In the turmoil, there are fewer and fewer familiar people around me, and some new faces begin to appear, and they will even be honored as teachers. Under the sun, the pair of daze figures gradually disappeared behind the scenes, and even the tasks were rarely released directly, but the inn became busier instead......