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Inside the wall Nina leaned on!

Eleven walked quickly over to Nina's corpse, whispered sorry to Nina, and dragged her stiff body aside. Tsai carefully knocked on the wall tiles, and sure enough, there was an empty wall tile behind it. took out the peachwood sword he carried with him, and pried the gap between the wall tiles vigorously, only to hear a 'bang', and the wall tiles were pried out.

In a hole the size of an inch, there was a blue notebook. Eleven hurriedly pulled it out, and for a long time it was out of sight, making it a mouse's teether, but fortunately it was just a corner, and it did not affect the reading of the contents inside. Eleven carefully brushed the dust off the notebook, found a place with relatively good lighting, and sat down.

The diary has a small Roman number '6' on the cover, indicating that this is his sixth diary. Eleven carefully opened the diary,

'On July 5, 1939, the weather was fine

Today I have finally received God's gift to become an independent priest, and I sincerely hope that I can fulfill God's will to send my great blessing to all the children of God in this world. ’。

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'On December 15, 1939, the weather was cloudy

There are so many children of God in the streets today, they are ragged and depressed, many of them have no food or clothing, and I have even seen some of them screaming with hunger and having no choice but to start stealing. I was very sad that Sero said that they were all filthy pariahs, refugees from Poland. I was angry and reprimanded him loudly, as a clergyman, these people are our brothers and sisters, how can we slander them. I believe they are simple children of God, but I don't know what else I can do for them except to give them some old clothes and hard bread. Tell me, O God, how am I going to save these suffering brothers and sisters, Amen? ’。

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'December 24, 1939

I am saddened that on Christmas Eve this year, I have seen many of my suffering brothers and sisters, one by one, returning to the arms of God in this bitter winter, although this may be a good thing for them, but it is very sad in my heart, this will be the worst Christmas of my life, may the Lord bless them, Amen! ’

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'A.D. 30 April 1940

Today I heard Sero say that the Germans began to attack the other peaceful countries around them. Many countries have been destroyed by war, why? There are also many brothers and sisters of the Jewish people who have been slaughtered, it is terrible! Are the Germans going against God's will? ’

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It seems that this is the life diary of the benevolent priest in the church in Sewell's mouth, but there are no complicated sentences and contents, simple and unpretentious, and extremely easy to read, which makes the eleventh big relieved, and his hands can't help but turn the pages faster.

'On June 20, 1940, the weather was fine

The streets were filled with young men in military uniforms, laughing and singing loudly, looking in good spirits. I even saw Elos, who used to come to church to pray, and he was waving happily at me, and it seemed that he had finally found what he had to do, and I was very happy for him. ’

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'On October 17, 1940, the weather was light and rainy

I am sad. Because today I held a funeral for Elos, who has always been lovely, lively and kind. His mother, Mrs. Seluna, looked at me haggardly and asked me if I should have disapproved of him joining the damned army in the first place, so that he wouldn't die at a young age. I couldn't answer the question, so I could only gently hug Mrs. Seluna and bring her God's comfort. ’

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'On February 18, 1941, the weather was cloudy

Today, there are still many young people in military uniforms and singing in the streets, and as I walk beside them, I suddenly think of Eros, a lovely child who died in Libya. I suddenly began to hate these people, and they knew that they might one day die in another land and never see their parents again. I hate even more people who walk the streets every day to lure young people into the army, they are like demons who tempt young people. God, I will repent to you, please forgive me for the darkness of my heart......

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"March 20, 1941 A.D. Rainy weather

Today, I'm going to set foot in a small town in northern Italy, and I know I'm running away, but God, I really don't want to have a funeral for those lovely children, whose young lives shouldn't just be lying in the dark dirt. I heard that Wilson was a peaceful and peaceful town, and that there was a shortage of priests, so I would be happy to go. ”

Eleven looked at the diary in her hand, although she remembered bits and pieces, but she still saw very clearly, each page was just a simple record of what the master saw and heard, but she could still see the social turmoil at that time from what he saw and heard, and the most important thing was that the time was 7 or 80 years ago! Count the days, the era in which the owner of the diary lived was during World War II! Eleven was surprised in his heart, this moment, it seemed to be very difficult......

Scrolling further, Eleven saw that the owner of the diary had finally arrived in Wilson's small town after much hardship, where he lived a peaceful life and adopted the street child Sewell.

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'May 29, 1943

It was a terrible day! A large wave of Germans wearing flying eagles and swastika badges broke in, first sealing all the entrances and exits to Wilson's town, and then informing all the inhabitants to the square in front of the church, where a group of demons had slaughtered all the men over the age of 20 in the town with bayonets. I screamed and tried to stop them, but they caught me, and I could only watch as their blood stained the white tiles in front of the church, God, these are demons, why don't you take them. Why don't you punish your pious children in front of your dwelling, and invade and offend your beautiful and kind daughters? ’

The little hand holding the diary trembled slightly, although he was mentally prepared, but in the end he couldn't withstand the anger of that moment, and his plain heart stirred up waves slightly. The darkness of World War II, even if the book has been filtered and screened, can still see its cruelty and blood, Eleven also carefully found that this page, with many traces of water droplets, needless to say, this is the diary's owner's tears of anger and hatred. Taking a deep breath, the luck aura protected the spiritual sea, and slowly calmed Eleven's impetuous heart, and then continued to look down. (To be continued.) )