The Church of the Holy Cross originated a thousand years ago, and it is not known who founded it, but the Church believes in the God of Life and loves all beings, so it has been recognized by the royal family of the Condor Empire, and has continued to this day with the strong support of the royal family, even small villages such as Sit Village, which is located on the border of the empire, have the Church of the Holy Cross.

As the domain of the Baron, the church in Lille is much larger than in the village of Sit, with a small black clock hanging from the spire, a high cathedral made of carefully polished white marble, and red and blue mixed glass are the colors that deserve attention in this gray town, compared to the castle of the lord.

Lance followed a priest, who was all too familiar to the Holy Cross church, which was technically the equivalent of an adoption home, a hospital, a school, a cemetery, and prayers and the like were only part-time.

However, along the way, Lance basically didn't see the disabled people adopted, and even the patients were rare, which was a little inconsistent with the lives of those people outside.

The others couldn't detect it, but Lance could feel the smell of blood here, which irritated his nerves from time to time, or rather, it was an inexplicable longing, a special urge since the destruction of the village of Sit.

Before leading Lance to a room, the priest took a deep look at Lance and said, "I'm sorry for this disaster in the village of Sit, may the light of life give them rest." ”

Seeing Lance's calm gaze, the priest's eyes became subtle, "Evening prayer in the afternoon, the priest wants you to participate, even if their lives stop, but your lives go on. ”

"I see. Lance walked around him, and before the priest could say anything more, he closed the door.

From the priest's eyes, he could see an inexplicable disgust.

The cramped room wasn't any bigger than the one he had interrogated before, and the two small beds alone took up most of the space, and there was a smell of rotting wood, but it was much warmer than a damp cave.

And the most reassuring thing for Lance is the little man wrapped in the quilt, like a kitten, sleeping quietly on the bed.

Lance lowered the sound of footsteps as much as he could, but it seemed that the wooden floor was against him, and the "crunching" sound was created between the boards rubbing.

"Uh-huh............" Lan Qian woke up and twitched her nose twice, as if she smelled something delicious.

When he opened his eyes, the red pupils like Lance, the pure and immaculate gaze stayed on him, looking at her appearance, it was nothing more than a shrunken female version of Lance, the two looked almost identical, anyone who looked at it would feel that the two were brothers and sisters, only Lance knew that their relationship was closer than that of brothers and sisters.

Lancy patted her stomach, "I'm hungry. ”

"Yes, I see. ”

Lance took out a yellow lump wrapped in a crust from his pocket, tore open the crust, put it in his mouth, lifted his sleeve, and put his hand in front of Lancey.

Lancey opened her small mouth and gently bit down on the veins in Lance's wrist.

The tingling sensation was fleeting, and with it a peculiar comfort, and of course Lance was no masochist enthusiast.

The blood on his face gradually faded, and what emerged was pale, and the yellow lump in Lance's mouth melted and disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye, to make up for the loss of energy, but it seemed to be far from keeping up with the consumption.

It wasn't until Lance's face was almost as white as the brightest marble in the church that Lancy let go.

The two small holes on the wrist healed very quickly, lying on the bed full of exhaustion, the little girl's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, next time, maybe I have to find something else to make up for it.

Lancy nestled in his arms, curled up quietly in a ball, clinging to him.

"I don't want to stay here. ”

Rubbing Lancy's hair, "I don't want to. ”

"Can we go home?"

The only thing Lance can think of is the village of Sit, and now all that's left is ruins, lifeless ruins.

But he couldn't say, "Yes, we'll go home in a few days." ”

"What about Sri and where is he?"

His hands couldn't help but start to tremble, as if these two words were full of magic and shook his soul.

"He, he went far, far away, and we won't see him again. ”

"That's right. ”

"Lancy, I want to sleep, call me when it gets dark, okay?"

"Hmm. ”

........................

"Lance, Lance, wake up. A familiar voice rang out.

When he opened his eyes, a thin figure was carrying the glare of sunlight, and he rubbed his eyes to adjust to the light.

"Kid, don't sleep, let's go back. ”

"I'm sorry, Sri, I'm asleep again, and I'm still thinking about helping you collect medicine.................."

"Let's go, let's go back. ”

"Hmm. ”

Holding Sri's hand and standing up, Lance felt that Sri's hand was weaker, and there was more gray hair on his head than before, which was originally only on the edge, but now it was in the position of Qi Er.

Picking up the small basket and following Sri Li's steps, Lance suddenly said, "Sri , is there something wrong with me?"

"Questions?"

"I mean, I don't know what's wrong with my physical problems, I'm getting more and more sleepy, will it be ............?"

Lance crashed into Sri and he stopped for some reason.

The warm, rough hand rubbed Lance's hair, "It's okay, people will be sleepy when they grow up." ”

"Don't hide it from me, I'm much stronger than you think, and I can accept anything. ”

Sri apparently hesitated twice, "How could I, how could I hide it from you." ”

"Then will you tell me later?"

Sri paused, as if realizing that his previous actions had been watched by Lance, who was a smart kid.

"Hmm. ”

Holding Sri by the hand, Sri never deceives, and he will definitely do what he says.

Blood stained the field of vision, accompanied by even hotter flames, and Lance rose from the ruins of blood, and the village of Sit, which had been familiar and peaceful, had changed beyond recognition.

"Sri Sri Sri !" the hysterical shout was drowned out by the crackling flames.

Lance searched for Sri like a madman, running through the village ravaged by blood and fire, the original tall church, now only the unrecognizable ruins, and a girl lying on the ground, holding Sri Li's medallion in her hand, looking almost exactly like Lance.

...........................

He felt a pair of small hands pinching his ears, soft and comfortable.

"Wake up. The soft voice really made Lance not want to move, but it was almost time.

I lay down for a while and regained some of my spirits.

"Lancy?"

"Hmm. ”

"Let's go to vespers. ”