"Haha......" Kahlil chuckled, there was no joy or ridicule in the laughter, just a simple desire to laugh. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You won...... At first, I was stupidly thinking, why can you give me the medicine so simply," he whispered, his throat dry as if he hadn't drunk water in sixty years, and his voice was about to crack.

"That's all in the past, isn't it, if it weren't for that, how could you see me now" Karil had eased up, things were almost as she had thought, reassuring her a lot, and her light tone made the blue basement less cold.

"Needless to say, do it, kill me," he urged, the anticipation in his tone.

"I'm back, I won't let you die, at least not now, we were a group of friends back then, and now it's just you and me, how can I let you die now......" Karil put a hand on his shoulder...... Go ahead with me, Angelo Bloomer, I've come for you. ”

"I've lived too long," Angelo finally stood up slowly.

"So what, I didn't expect you to be a pope, aren't you very interested in living" Carlil's tail wagged behind him, looking very pleasant.

"You will only know that sin when you have experienced eternal life, how did you realize it in the first place?"

Angelo gave up his struggle, and he realized that Carlil would not agree to his request, so he had to talk to her.

Qing Ci and Honglian had been standing at the door in a daze for a long time, without saying a word.

Or can't say a word......

The conversation between Carlil and Angelo was heard by the two of them clearly, and they had not yet learned from the legend that "Pope Angelo himself, alive!" After relieving his excitement, Angelo came up and asked Karil to kill him, and this was all unfolding.

Between a few sentences of dialogue, the huge amount of information made Qing Ci and Honglian unable to understand for a long time.

"Why do you recognize? Why can you still see me? You know I'm the only one who can find you, so it's going to be me who comes in - but I'm not the one you knew before, why do you think I knew ...... first?"

Kahlil replied like a tongue twister, and deliberately pricked up her ears and tail to show Angelo clearly.

Angelo stared at Karil, trying to see something in her eyes, and soon looked disappointedly at Karil's fox pointed ears and a big fox tail behind her: "Okay, I don't know what you're referring to, but I understand what you're trying to say, so, what's your name?"

"Karil Andris, it's a pleasure to meet you again, my friend, and are you ready to come back into this world with me."

Kahlil laughed happily, deliberately trying to make a serious appearance, restrained her tone, and pretended to be solemn like Angelo's invitation.

"Carlil Andris......" Angelo muttered the name, not answering her question, but was silent for a moment, thinking and remembering.

"Is anyone still alive," Angelo looked up.

"How is it possible, the long-lived Pope Angelo has been in the ground for sixty years, how can that group of ordinary people still be alive, even our workshop is about to collapse, only the two of us are still there" Carlil directly denied Angelo's unreliable extravagant hopes.

"Okay......" Angelo turned and walked towards the desk in the corner of the room, his movements were much smoother than before, and although he still looked old, he didn't look like a zombie.

The three of them watched Angelo walk to the desk, took out a glass bottle from the cabinet, wiped off the dust on it, and took out a few clean beakers from the alchemy box and put them on the table together.

"Finally meet again, do you want to have some?" Angelo unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured some yellowish wine into the beaker.

Drinking at this time?

Well...... Why not.

Kahlil walked over with them, picked up the cup, touched Angelo's symbolic volley, and drank it down.

The cool liquid slid down his throat, bringing a scorching warmth with him, and it was Angelo who regained the feeling that his body was still alive.

"There's no place to sit, let's stand first" A small glass of wine went straight into his stomach, making Angelo much more comfortable.

Kahlil had forgotten about Qing Xi and Red Lotus, and they might have both forgotten about themselves, and they only knew what they were thinking.

Although the four people below had no opinion, they had forgotten that there was a group of bishops on the top of the tower who were anxiously waiting for Kaliel's group to go up......

"Honestly, I really don't like this thing" Karil didn't have the pleasure of Angelo's drinking, it didn't have any positive impression other than making her feel burned, and it would affect the spell later, the only reason to let her drink was if a friend invited her.

"You magicians are trouble"

Angelo was much more natural, forgetting that he was a priest and half a magician, and pointed a finger at Kaliel and complained.

"What the hell is good about this thing" Karil frowned and put the cup down.

"You don't understand, kid," Angelo said as if to make fun of Kalil, but when he thought that he wasn't even sure if Karil was really younger than himself, he held back again.

"Well, don't talk nonsense, we'll talk about the rest slowly, there's time, at least let me take a shower first" Karil was a little dissatisfied with the dust here, which made her itch all over her body, and she wanted to take a bath.

"Go back? Once upon a time, you said that you would come back, and I believed you" Angelo took another sip of wine and said slowly, "I thought you were just going for a while, a few years, at most ten years, but I didn't expect it......"

In fact, Carlil didn't expect to come back, and she herself thought she was going to break her promise.

"I didn't expect that the elixir of eternal life is such a terrible thing" Angelo sighed, and a movement that was originally quite pope-like made the wine breath out of his mouth completely destroyed.

"So you're here to set up a trap and wait for me?" Karil fanned the wine with her sleeve, kicking up a puff of dust.

"Of course, I can't be this pope forever, can I? I felt like it was almost over, and I told them that I had heard God's will, and that I would come down and wait for you,......" Angelo paused and looked at Carlil with a blank face, "Wait for you to come to me as agreed, and then ask you to help me relieve the pain of eternal life." ”

"Why, countless people can't ask for it, aren't they" Carlil felt that Angelo was a complete fool as before, and couldn't help but ask deliberately.

"Countless people will die in the course of your life, your relatives, friends, colleagues, teachers, everyone, whether you know it or not, wars, plagues, famines, natural disasters, you will witness endless disasters, and this is not the most terrible thing...... I'm all here, and you're going to deliberately ridicule me......" Angelo shook his head with a wry smile and continued: "The most terrible thing is that every night in the dead of night, when you realize that you will continue to live such endless days, if you are not afraid of the feeling of hunger, you can even eat, work, do nothing, do nothing anymore, do nothing anymore, cannot stop you from living, and cannot let you die"

"No, at least, you can do something meaningful."

"Something meaningful...... That's right" Angelo closed his eyes and carefully recalled his long life "The terrible thing is not the part that has passed, what is terrible is the endless future, everything left behind will eventually return to dust, unhindered and drowned in time, only you are still there, only you are still there!" So what else can you do! ”

"Then why did you choose to be pope......

"Do something, once I said to myself, because the empty days are extremely desperate, extremely frightening, and suddenly there is no pressure to survive at all, human beings will not know what they are at all" Angelo smiled disdainfully: "So I decided to do something, and I was worthy of the bottle of medicine you gave me, as for why I chose the Holy See......"

Angelo paused deliberately, and continued in a tone of course: "Is there a more unattainable goal in this world than to make the stupid human world free of darkness and war, without cunning and insidious, than to fill the world with peace and happiness?" You say, "Will there be?" ”

"Well, maybe you're right"

Perhaps enough productivity and spiritual civilization can support humanity to do so, but Kahlil also does not believe that humans can really create equality for all.

"That's why it piqued my interest in joining the Holy See...... Oh, how old is that?"

"Looks like you're doing a good job," Carlil smiled, a little bit of a thumbs up, "do you know how I found out what you're doing?" I found a book called "The Radiance of God's Grace - A Biography of Pope Angelo Bloomer"

Angelo himself was a little surprised at the name, and the cup that had been brought to his lips paused slightly, and the wine in it splashed and hung on his gray beard.

"I can't imagine that one day I will be like those great men in history, someone will set up a monument for me."

He shook his head self-deprecatingly.

"Pretty good, isn't it, in fact, there's a bunch of people on the ground waiting for us to get back...... By the way, I have a question for you. Kahlil suddenly remembered.

"You have a question for me?" Angelo pursed his lips and said something he had learned from Carlil before: "It's really feng shui in turns."

Turn"

"Don't make a fuss...... I ask you, how do you know when I'm going to show up when you're going to show up when you've prepared the lockbox with the message on it, and what day should you ask the church people to take the box out? ”

Karil really couldn't figure this out, she couldn't think of any clue that could make Angelo deduce such a mysterious date.

Angelo quietly listened to Karil's words, looked at her a little seriously, and said, "If I said that God really told me, would you believe it......"

God......?

"In the past, I thought that the Holy See was a liar who developed his own power under the banner of God, but at least on the surface it was for the good of the people, and magic was a branch of magic that was interpreted as the name of God, until I really became the Pope" Angelo said: "In routine prayers, I can sometimes really hear a voice telling me, but sometimes I can hear clearly, sometimes I can't hear clearly, and what I can hear clearly is indeed never wrong." ”

"So?" Carlil urged.

"So when I was thinking about how to get back in with you, that voice told me the day you would come back, but I needed to leave you a clue, so there was the message and the turntable lockbox, and my final appointment...... To be honest, I was a little desperate when I heard that it would take sixty years, but I couldn't help it, even if it was the Pope, I couldn't live that long in front of them...... You have to die once. ”

"Okay, I see......"

Once upon a time, Carlil was a staunch atheist, but now apparently shattered by reality, she could only trust this set of myths, and she really didn't think there was any way for Angelo to set this exact date.

"Don't drink, Angelo" Carlil pressed down the cup he had raised again, pressed his arm and placed it on the desk.

"What's the matter" Just drank a little wine, Angelo's expression changed significantly at this time, and even the feeling of being very old before had faded and became like an ordinary old man.

"It's time to go up, come with me, after talking for so long, are you still ready to refuse my invitation? Let's go back, and when I've had enough, I'll give you a relief, I promise."

Go back.

Angelo remembered his days in the Holy See, and remembered the devout believers around him, and a group of friends who had cleansed the Holy See of the past.

"Alright then......"

A new beginning is also an end for the future.