The old priest left.

When it was almost noon, he had already reported to the other party everything that had happened in the last few days. Then, as if at ease, he silently returned to the church.

Although the expression of the other one did not change at all when he told what had happened, he could not guess what was really in his heart.

However, for the old priest, he was relieved that he had fulfilled his duty.

Because although the Hunter Lady had promised it with great certainty, to be honest, he was still a little uneasy in his heart.

After all, in any case, this is a matter of other people's lives, insurance or something, or a few more layers are more reliable.

As for whether the one after this will take some action because of such a "trivial matter", the old priest has no way of knowing. After all, if you ask for it any longer, you will be trespassing.

Turning around, he took a deep look at the coffee shop with the door closed on the corner, and the old priest silently drew a cross on his chest, and the words of prayer whispered reverently.

"Bless the people of this city, Your Majesty."

Then he stopped and hurried towards the church in the suburbs.

Listening to the footsteps of the people outside the street, Arise once again opened the book that had been closed, and after taking a sip of coffee to refresh himself, he continued his work of understanding the present world.

After all, it's still daytime, and it's still a little early.

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Rewind the clock a few hours ago—

The thick curtains block out the sunlight outside, making the light in the room extra dim and making people feel drowsy.

It was early in the morning, and it was supposed to be the beginning of everything, and then the woman felt that she was afraid that everything was going to end here.

Through the faint light through the gap, you can vaguely see her general appearance, in her twenties, young and beautiful and full of urban atmosphere, it can be said that she is a woman with unique charm.

It's just that at this moment, she is not as dignified as before, and the whole person seems to be a little embarrassed.

The original beautiful and lovely face had already been made a little unbearable to look at by the fear in her heart and the tears that could not be stopped, the woman cowered on the edge of the bed, and she looked at the young man with a gentle smile in front of her with some despair, and there was always a little prayer-like hope in the depths of her eyes, hoping that everything that had just happened was just her dream.

But sadly, this is the reality.

She had nothing to rely on now, and the only best friend she could rely on was turned into a shriveled and ugly corpse by the young man in front of her, the guy who always spoke sweet words in her ear.

Why? Why is this happening? Why did this happen to her?

The woman is just an ordinary woman, and like other women in the city, there is nothing special about it.

But because of this, she couldn't believe that the young man she had been dating for nearly half a year would be the existence that forced her into despair at this moment.

Could it be that you have misjudged the other party from the beginning?

No, probably not.

Although at the beginning, she admitted that she chose to be with the other party because of the other party's appearance, but then she gradually discovered that the other party's feelings for her were sincere, at least in her cognition.

Therefore, even if the terrifying facts are in front of her, the feelings in her mind still want to blind her eyes and want the other party to give her an explanation.

"Why, why ......"

Tightly grasping the only nightdress she was wearing, the force transmitted through the fabric to her skin made her feel pain, and at the same time, it also aroused the only trace of courage left in her heart, and asked the young man who seemed to have a touch of crimson at the corner of her mouth.

"There's no why, it's just that I want to do it, dear~"

The voice was so gentle that it made people blush, and for the young man, the "murder incident" that had been staged in front of the other party before seemed to non-existent.

He was just having a daily conversation with his girlfriend, and he didn't feel that it was wrong at all.

"Why?!"

As if she couldn't accept the other party's joking response, the woman bit her lip and glared at the other fiercely. Tears flowed down the contours of her face, and the young man paused slightly, and then he saw the hatred that had been trying to be concealed in the other party's eyes.

"Honey, you look so ugly now."

"To be honest, I'm a little tired of our life now."

The handsome face did not hesitate to speak like a scumbag, but the young man himself didn't care about it.

"We've had a great time together, but I'm sorry, but now I've found something more interesting to do."

"The lord assured me that if I could do what he asked, then I wouldn't have to be so ordinary again."

That's right, ordinary.

Aside from a more outstanding face, the young man himself has no other special skills. His own ability is completely just a template for passers-by, if there are no accidents, his life will only be ordinary, and there will be no accidents.

Because God doesn't seem to give him anything else except to give him a face that is slightly better than others.

Of course, if you stick to this kind of thing, you can only get mixed up when you are a student. And in his later life, he obviously suffered all kinds of setbacks because of this sought after heart, and then recognized a fact-

He was a mortal, even more "ordinary" than the average mortal.

After not being able to contribute the rest of the value except this face, the value of oneself will naturally decline.

Although he had the idea of becoming some kind of celebrity, he was not good at anything.

So after that, he quickly embarked on the routine of some kind of "emotional liar", watching the desperate look of those women who were obsessed with his appearance gradually sinking, and finally being betrayed, he felt a trace of self-worth.

It's just that this game-like life is coming to an end soon. Because now he is different, he is no longer ordinary.

Looking at the woman in front of him who was trembling from the gaze of his crimson eyes, the young man showed a look of regret.

It's a pity, he actually likes this woman.

Although he prefers to be coquettish to him than the previous woman, that sense of dependence makes his existence more significant for him.

It's just that he still chooses to end it all.

"Don't worry, it will pass soon, dear, soon ......."