Chapter 3: Impermanence

God says He loves all things in the world and has no lusts. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

A pair of slender hands lifted me up from behind.

"God says He shines on the playthings of the world, without bias."

My head rested on a slightly trembling harbor.

"God says that no one in the world despairs, because there is hope."

The hoarse but determined voice echoed in my ears, and I wanted to look back, but I had lost the courage to look back.

"God says the way forward is always thorny, if you see your responsibility."

I gradually quieted down, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning were still so arrogant, but there was a white sun above my head.

"Heavenly Father, we praise your greatness, we long for your forgiveness, and we walk in the path you have forged for us in eternal humility."

The white sunlight trembled slightly, and the wind of the call sign tore at this peaceful Eden, I want to do something.

I grabbed the slender hands, and though I panicked, I quickly let them hold tightly.

The frightening dark night, maybe that's my salvation.

The owner of the hand may have sensed my composure and gently pulled my body.

"My knight, will you give me a ride?"

It was a dark night, but with ever-clear eyes, I lifted her up and whistled loudly.

Storm, stopped.

I.... In this world, the existence of Carter Slade has finally waited for redemption.

The night and storm that made me shiver and frightened me on the savannah vanished without a trace in this slightly trembling embrace.

I.... Salvation was obtained.

With the help of this angel, he still couldn't open his mouth to confess everything to her.

However, after a few months, I can calmly face the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the change of wind and rain.

I'm married.

The people of the town cheered and celebrated the union of cowboy and angel.

Under the sun, there was an extra hostess on the back of Lightning's horse.

Around the bonfire, the crowd of singing and laughing added a couple.

Every day, the cowboy was busy running his ranch and never touched a pistol again, and his noose and strength made all creatures of low intelligence feel a burst of awe in their souls.

Every night, the angel's smile and thick soup warm the husband's body, mind, spleen and stomach, and all the unfriendly peers also thaw the hostility in their hearts in the smile like the warmest spring breeze.

They are happy.

The wind is always gentle, the rain is soft, the sun is always warm, even the seasons are the same - one is drunk by the sweet smell.

The sun rises and the moon sets, spring goes to autumn, the alternation of day and night and the change of the four seasons and let the small erosion of the years leave any mark on this cheerful young couple.

The angel is still gentle and indifferent, and the cowboy is still tall and mighty, just as they met in the past.

Lying on the roof of the wooden house, letting the bright sun shine on him, he drank the spirits made by himself at home one by one, the familiar taste remained on the tip of his tongue as always, the air was filled with enticing aromas, and the warm whisper of his wife.

Occasionally, the old man in the sea of blood would wake me up from nightmares, but more often than not, I was an aging father and husband who were always looking after his own family.

Until the end, I greeted the last moment peacefully with the angel.

That's good, it's better......

The experience of fleeing in disarray and the nightmare that was etched in my heart were left far away on the other side of the Andes.

Sometimes I wonder if at that time, when my last shot was fired, some heavenly power or the god who helped me through heard my prayers – and that's why he sealed the damn guy.

Or has the Demon King given up his delusion of destroying the world?

Of course, when I'm drunk occasionally, I'll be even more smug in the depths of my heart, isn't I, Carter Slade, defeating the Demon King?

Shaking his head to sober himself up, he continued to take a small sip of wine and looked up at the clear sky.

Time, please—slow down, slow down......

After eating, the refreshing vegetables and the fried steak are all the craftsmanship of my little wife.

The candlelight at night and the slight beads of sweat on the face are the best view.

Sitting opposite each other, I was talking about the interesting story of grazing today, and at the same time quietly listening to the hoarse but gentle voice telling me the cute scene of the chicks in the chicken farm competing for food.

Then, there is the shaking sensation of the earth.

The force that began to hit my body from the soles of my feet was so cold and so cold. It's full of fear, hatred, and a little bit of unwillingness.

It's back.....

Although it is only a faint sign that it should not have fully recovered and is still far away, there is no doubt that it is back!

The original sea of blood appeared in front of him, and the hometown that turned into a ghost appeared.

Will this town be like that?

Meet those eyes that are still clear after 10 years of baptism.

Even you...... Will......

No way! No!

Damn Mephisto! Don't let him know I've ever lived here!

The thought exploded in my mind like a flash of lightning.

Yes, let's go, let's go now! The further you go, the better!

I didn't have time to explain to my wife, so I rushed out of the house.

"Lightning!" I yelled

Old man, we.... Again..... Run.

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Welcome to the life of Carter Slade.

The story is a bit long......