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It was absolute darkness

There is no light, no direction, no road, and no ...... wish

Is this what death feels like?

Regardless of fear or not, the moment of death will eventually come, and it is said that at the moment of death, the person's body will suddenly lighten by 21 grams

And this 21 grams is exactly the weight of the soul

Is the weight I feel at this point the 21 grams that leave my body?

However, the weight of 21 grams is so insignificant that I can't even feel it

Yes, I don't feel any weight, and this feeling of nothingness brings anything but despair

It's true that I'm dead, and the dead should have no worries, but why do I still feel hopeless

The flip side of despair is hope, and is there any hope that a dead person can't let go?

I don't know what it is, and as my consciousness gets weaker and weaker, it seems that nothing matters anymore

Without hope, there will naturally be no despair

Alas, it looks like I'm really going to die

I just don't know if I'll go to heaven or hell after I die, based on what I've done in this life

Forget it - it doesn't matter if it's heaven or hell......

Do you really think so?

Who's talking to me, this voice is so sweet, so warm, so familiar

Brother Julian I know is not someone who gives up so easily

Ah, there was a light in front of me, I saw the way, I knew the direction

In front of the light, I saw her smiling softly at me

Frey—I shouted her name as I struggled to reach out to her hand that might not have been there

Suddenly, in the darkness around me, at some point, countless dark spikes appeared, piercing me from all directions......

Pain...... Endless pain, feeling the pain, does it mean that I have returned to my body after a long absence?

Now I don't weigh 21 grams anymore

Don't give up

She still smiled and faded into the darkness

Come back, Frei......

I struggled to reach out my finger to where she had disappeared - the only part of my life that could be moved after being penetrated by countless spikes

Let me see you again, even if it's just a second, not a tenth......

Did I cry

This is a dark, cramped room

The room was empty except for a simple wooden table, on which was a flickering kerosene lamp, and an old, moldy wooden bed next to the table

There was a man lying on the bed, wrapped in gauze, and only his eyes were closed and his nose for breathing, and dry dark red blood was faintly visible in the gaps of the gauze

At this time, three men were standing on the edge of the bed, two of them were dressed in priest's robes, one tall and one short, the tall priest stood in the middle, the shorter priest stood on the left, and the third man standing on the right looked very strong, wearing a set of sergeant armor with a long sword straddling his waist, and the armor had a shield pattern on it: the shield had a cross inside, and under the shield there were two crossed knights with swords, flanked by a pair of angelic wings - this was the totem representing the Templar Order

Is he really not good The tall priest standing in the middle asked the short priest on the left Are you sure

Alas...... The short priest sighed, his heart stopped beating, and for nearly an hour I did what I could...... When this person was sent over, he was weak, and the injuries on Gossamer's body were already unimaginably terrible, to be honest, he should have died a long time ago, and being able to support two days can only be said to be a miracle of life

The tall priest put his ear to the man's chest on the bed, and listened carefully for a few moments, his face soon occupied with disappointment

Didn t you say that a qiē had already been arranged, the tall priest looked at the sergeant with reproach in his tone, how could he still let him be injured like this

Being prepared doesn't mean that everything is possible, the sergeant said, you also know our difficult situation, and it is good to be able to successfully steal the dragon and change the pillar to rescue him

After being silent for a while, the tall priest said with regret: "It's fate, it's fate, our efforts are in vain."

So what should we do now, the sergeant asked

Dispose of the corpse and then withdraw quickly, do whatever you have to do, otherwise it will make people see the flaws, said the tall priest

It can only be like this, for the efforts to go to waste, the short priest also felt helpless, he glanced at the man on the bed, young man, you see that we have done our best, after arriving in the world over there, I don't know if you will go to heaven or hell, but please don't remember the things of this world anymore, please forgive me for the sake of our safety, I must burn your body, may God accept your soul, Amen, the short priest took out a wooden cross and placed it next to the corpse on the bed, and then lifted the tattered sheet, intending to use it as a simple shroud

Suddenly, the short priest's movements stopped, his body shook suddenly, and he exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

The tall priest and sergeant, who were standing behind the short priest, were a little surprised by his unusual behavior, and the two looked at each other and were about to ask, but at this moment, the short priest shouted again: He is still alive

What do you say, the tall priest took a step forward and stopped in front of the short priest

Look at the short priest pointing to the corpse on the bed, he shed tears, how could a corpse that had lost its life look at him

The three of them looked at the corpse together, and the short priest was right, but the tears that came from the corpse were bright red blood—they were bloody tears, and a fresh drop of blood slipped from the corner of the corpse's left eye, and it was dyed with a red thread on the white gauze that passed by

Once again, the tall priest pressed his ears to his gauze-covered chest

Heartbeat...... It's faint though...... But there was indeed a heartbeat, and after a while, the tall priest said quite excitedly, see, our efforts were not in vain.