No matter how long it is, the night will eventually pass.

After petite humans fretting and struggling to add firewood again and again, the night finally passed.

For him, of course, day and night have lost most of their meaning.

He temporarily forgot a lot, such as who he was and where he came from.

It had to do with his extremely slow thinking, and it was like there was a force that was holding him back from remembering it.

But in the course of the night, he finally figured out one thing—he wasn't in this room in a normal state.

He could only look down on the scene in the room below him indifferently from a bird's-eye perspective.

They can't touch or move anything in the room, let alone be noticed and discovered by them.

It's like here, but it's not here.

This statement is a bit metaphysical, but it is the most appropriate way to describe his state at this time.

Of course, he can also change his perspective if he wants to.

He could see that the sky outside the window was slowly becoming brighter from the far corners of the sky, until it finally got rid of the darkness.

But the sky during the day is not that bright and bright, but .....

Gray!

Always grey.

It's like a layer of dust.

He quietly looked out the window, just watching, without any extra thoughts.

When the gray light illuminated the room, the faint flame in the fireplace finally fulfilled its mission, turning into a wisp of white smoke among the black coke, and finally vanished.

The petite human by the fireplace finally woke up from sleep and stretched out its tiny body curled up in a ball.

"Hah-"

He yawned lazily and got up from the worn-out blanket on the ground.

There weren't many clothes on his body, just two loose clothes that looked like linen, and they were put on the outside.

For its petite body, the coat was a little too wide to look comical, like a child who had stolen his parents' clothes.

The silver strands, like a small waterfall, were put away.

Showing that little face.

It's not very exquisite, but it's cute.

The main reason is that he is too thin, and his cheeks are slightly sunken, which is not too clean, and is stained with a little dust, which causes him to lose a lot of beauty.

Even the small body is just as thin and skinny, not to mention what kind of curves it is.

It's just a steel plate!

A steel plate that is a little sunken!

But I can barely tell that this is a girl.

Up to fifteen years old little girl.

He made such a judgment, and there were still no superfluous thoughts in his heart.

[It's a fifteen-year-old girl, but so what? 】

Probably only one thought.

He still looked at her calmly.

Watch as she tidied up her little futons, if they were anything else.

Packed up the handful of firewood, which was already scarce.

And to the simple and small bathroom—this house is not very large, but the sparrow is small, and it has a small kitchen, a small bathroom—and begins to wash.

Just looking at the little girl in the bathroom, his thoughts were filled with a little surprise.

In the washroom, apart from the toilet used to solve physiological problems - not a modern flushing toilet, of course, but the kind that needs to be brought out and disposed of by yourself - there is only one washbasin.

Look.....

It seems that there is no water source?

But at this time, the little girl took out a piece of metal with a slight blue tinge and whispered a passage.

The tone was long, and he recited for at least ten seconds.

To him, this long sentence has only one meaning-

【Water .....】

It is a paragraph composed of many words for "water", but because the tone and ups and downs of each word are different, there is a special pattern.

In her hand, in a metal piece the size of a palm, a warm stream of water gurgled out of it and into the basin.

Yes, this water is still warm.

With a certain temperature.

The petite girl put the metal piece in the basin, took a clean towel from the side, soaked it in hot water, and ....

Carefully and quickly removed the clothes from his body.

In addition to the two loose linen coats, she was wearing a garment that looked a little softer.

At this time, nature also faded together.

The petite and thin body, along with the steel plate, was exposed to the cold air.

The little girl trembled slightly, and a lot of goosebumps appeared on her body.

But fortunately, it is daytime after all, and the humble houses have blocked the cold wind from the outside world after all.

She hurriedly sped up and wiped her petite body with a warm, moist towel.

From the neck down, until the upper half of the body is wiped all over.

And he also watched silently from the beginning.

[Really.... Thin..... Ah.....h

There was no thought other than that.

The gaze that stared at her was always cold and indifferent.

The silver-haired girl put on her upper body again, then took off her pants and cleaned her body in a similar way.

As for why it should be done in two steps, in this cold weather, this method is stupid, but it is effective in keeping warm.

This is also because the hot water coming out of the metal sheet is limited, and it can only fill the basin.

If you want to take a hot shower, it's impossible.

It's just that until the end, the girl didn't wash the dusty face.

It's about keeping it that dirty way all the time.

When it was all done, the little silver-haired girl sighed.

"Alas..... This week's share has run out again....."

The "week" here is probably not necessarily seven days, it should only be a unit of measurement of time, but it is difficult to find other words to describe it, so it can only be temporarily replaced.

He continued to look at the silver-haired girl, just as an observer.

After briefly solving the physiological problem, the expression on the little girl's face suddenly became a little serious.

The girl walked to the center of the room and took out a wooden box from a hidden corner.

A quaint book, lying there quietly.

The cover is slightly torn, but there is an air on it that is impossible to ignore.

And for him, this book is also a little familiar to him, and .....

Cordial?

He didn't know where this feeling came from.

But what is certain is that he finds the book quite pleasing to the eye.

The attitude of the silver-haired girl towards this book cannot, of course, be as simple as "pleasing to the eye".

She knelt in front of the wooden box, held it with both hands, with great respect and cherishment, and took it out of the box.

That pious and earnest look, it's hard to imagine, appeared on the face of a teenage girl.

Looking at this expression, his mood unexpectedly fluctuated.

After taking the book out, the girl moved it to the center of the room.

There, there's a more familiar circle!

Those lines seem to be carved into the ground.

He wasn't surprised, because he had already discovered it last night, and had thought hard about why I felt familiar. Such a question.

It's just a pity that I didn't get an answer.

But in the same way, the magic circle also brought him a sense of intimacy.

Let his indifferent, lofty consciousness soften a little, and some unknown changes occur.

The girl didn't think about summoning or giving anything, she just held the book in her hand and whispered softly.

"God..... Thank you for your gifts, thank you for your kindness, thank you for your protection....."

"Praise you for your supreme wisdom, praise you for your supreme power....."

The words are more lengthy than the "water ....." just now.

And the voice of the silver-haired girl's chanting is also sincere, and it is a little ethereal.

He didn't listen to the specific content of those words, but he could basically confirm that they were all praise and thanks to God.

Only, at the first moment when she began to chant.

In his consciousness, he could feel that something deeper was coming towards him.

Blazing, powerful, and full of his consciousness.

That's why he didn't listen to all of these compliments.

I have to admit that this is indeed a very weird, but very comfortable thing.

When it had receded like a tide, he heard the maiden chanting softly, and it was already in its final stages.

"I will serve you with my spirit and flesh until the Grey Feather no longer falls, your follower, Selena."

The silver-haired girl leaned down and pressed her forehead against the cold ground.

Ten seconds later, he finally looked up.

Four weeks, nothing has changed.

The walls made of stone are still stone.

The air that poured into her nose was still cold, and she wanted to get all the way through her clothes.

The book is still the same book.

The circle still didn't emit any unusual changes.

Everything, it seems, has not changed.

"Alas....."

Selena sighed, only a brief, momentary moment of disappointment on her face.

"God, when will we be able to respond to your humble and poor believer?"

"But it's a little strange if God really responds so easily....."

The silver-haired girl muttered in a low voice.

It's like comforting yourself.

"But last time, it was a miracle....."

Selena couldn't help but think back to what had happened in the room last time.

It was a sight that she will never forget, or rather, she will never forget for the rest of her life!

Like today, it was a very cold day.

Oh no, it's much colder than today!

In the days when the collected and spare firewood had been depleted.

She didn't have time to get the subsidized food.

If she goes out in that weather, she'll freeze to death!

Selena could only stay at home, trying to wrap herself in a ball, reduce the loss of energy as much as possible, and maintain her body temperature.

But she also knew very well that at that temperature, even if she stayed in the room, the final outcome would probably be just freezing to death.

At the time, she herself didn't know what she was thinking.

Probably the only option in desperation, she opened the book and prayed to the gods it represented.

This book was solemnly given to her by Selena's parents before she died.

But what they said at the time was, "Keep it well, but don't open it for the rest of your life!" ”

But Selena couldn't care so much anymore, and in an inexplicable impulse in her heart, she opened the book and prayed to the god according to the words on it.

For the first time, nothing happened.

Selena's thoughts at the time were just that she felt so stupid that she would do such a stupid thing.

In the midst of remorse and pain, he waited for his own death.

However, just when her consciousness was gradually blurring and she was almost reunited with her parents.

An unprecedented warmth appeared in this small stone house.

At that moment, spring blossomed.

In just a few seconds, the cold in her body was dispelled.

Selena had no idea where that warmth came from, and then the warm and comfortable air appeared in her house, around her.

In her most desperate and helpless moments, she was saved.

It is precisely because of that warm existence that Selena will not be frozen to death that day, so that she can support the next day of protection.

Not only that, but the warm air appeared in the room for three whole days!

It took three days before it completely dissipated.

Selena went out to see, and at such a moment, at the door of her house, there were still a few fresh weeds popping up.

Miracles!

This is something that only a miracle can describe!

Something that not even any spell tool could do.

And it was from that day on, Selena also officially became a believer in the unknown god, the most steadfast kind!

Even today, Selena doesn't know, will he know about his existence and will he admit her?

But regardless of whether the other party cared about such a humble and weak believer, Selena was willing to give everything she had to that being from the moment she was saved!

"Today, it seems to be the day of the falling feather! When the day finally comes, maybe he'll need Grey Feather....."

Selena suddenly thought of something and stood up.

The expression on his face was actually a little excited.

"Gotta prepare ....."

Selena took out the few things she had from the cabinet that couldn't have been simpler—a large cloth bag, a short, but hard-looking wooden stick, and a small bag, which were solemnly placed between the two layers of coats.

And when these things are removed, the cabinet is almost indistinguishable from being empty.

"Okay, ready to go!"

Selena muttered to herself, as if to cheer herself up.

[If only the gods could give me some courage.....]

The silver-haired girl thought very boldly in her heart.

This idea is really bold for Selena, who has always respected him.

Of course, she just thought about it, and didn't have any extravagant desires.

It's just that in the next moment, on the magic circle on the ground, it suddenly .....

Slightly light up with some shimmers!

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