After the Great Apocalypse, the glaciers of the North and South Poles shattered, and the broken glaciers collided with North America at that time, and cemented together to form part of what is now New America, and it is also the northwest ice field where the Holy See's supreme headquarters is located, a very uninhabited wasteland.

At the same time, it is also a sacred place for believers, and some fanatical believers firmly believe that only by walking to the holy mountain in the ice field with their feet and faith without relying on any means of transportation can they get the true salvation of the God of Light, and even be able to witness the existence of miracles with their own eyes.

Salvation and miracles are real.

The miracle originated from the divine magic formed by the combination of the Holy See, which can easily save anyone's life, and even give it power, and salvation...... Those who can walk on their feet, if they do not need to be cured, must be absolute fanatics or power-seekers, and such people should certainly be redeemed.

For example, he was taken to the Holy Mountain to be trained, and truly became a warrior who served the Lord, but even in such a place shrouded in legends and beliefs, strange people occasionally appeared.

In the castle on the holy mountain, a blonde man dressed in an all-black monk's uniform walked briskly, and only stopped when he walked behind a middle-aged man wearing a necklace on the back of the god of light on his neckline, he touched his chest with one hand, and said with a slight bow: "Father Hoffman, there is something you need to decide."

"Brother Arthur, you are responsible for selecting the believers who came to the Holy Mountain, so there are rare believers?"

With short brown hair, Father Hoffman turned around, his voice thick and soothing.

"This" Brother Arthur hesitated, and continued to bow, "It is indeed a very strong person, with his feet step by step on the holy mountain, he has walked through three-quarters of the holy mountain, and his physical fitness is amazing, but I don't feel any faith in my lord in that person, I think it should be those superpowers, but the other party is indeed walking step by step......"

"Got it"

Father Hoffmann nodded, then closed his eyes slightly, and at the same time raised his right hand and pressed it in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, a screen like a water mirror condensed in the air, and above it was a thin figure moving forward alone.

He was dressed in a thick brown cotton coat, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind and snow, dyed white with the cotton clothes, and only the black cloth covering his eyes and the long narrow knife at his waist were spotless.

The man walked alone in the wind and snow, but every step was so steady, not in a hurry, even the wind and snow could not shake him a bit, the picture in the water mirror gradually zoomed in, in the picture, the footprints he stepped on were actually of general depth, just when the picture was about to get closer to see him clearly, the man suddenly turned his face.

The eyes covered with black cloth looked straight at the water mirror, although there was no expression or eyes, but the two people on the side of the water mirror clearly knew that the person had seen them.

"Go and fetch him, Brother Arthur, and ask him why."

Waving his hand to extinguish the water mirror, Father Hoffman said.

"Yes"

Brother Arthur retreated.

More than ten minutes later, Brother Arthur, dressed in black, appeared in front of the swordsman who was slowly moving forward.

"This is the holy mountain of the Holy See of Light, I don't know why Your Excellency came?"

Brother Arthur spoke up, and it was only when he looked at this man with his own eyes that he suddenly felt the difference in him, not only the physical quality that was far beyond ordinary people, but also the incomparably distinct temperament on his body.

Lonely, cold, like an outlier in the crowd, a creature that is forever closed in another world.

"I'm coming, looking for someone"

His voice was low but firm, and although it was only four words, it gave Brother Arthur the feeling that if the other party could not find anyone, even death could not stop him.

"Who are you looking for?"

Brother Arthur asked.

"I don't know," he shook his head, then stretched out one hand and pointed to the ground: "But he's here, right here...... In the heart of this mountain"

"In the middle of the mountain?"

Brother Arthur was stunned, the monks living in the holy mountain knew that the belly of the holy mountain was a place where only the archbishop level and above could enter, could it be that this blindfolded swordsman was an acquaintance of an archbishop?

"That's right, it's here"

He nodded.

“…… In that case, please go up the mountain with me."

Looking at the man's serious expression, Brother Arthur could only reply like this, anyway, Father Hoffman's order was to take him up the mountain, although the other party's reason was strange, so he was about to turn around and lead the way, and only remembered it when he took the first step back to the city.

"By the way, my name is Arthur, and I am a monk here, and I don't know your name?"

Arthur turned his face into a kind smile, his short blonde hair shining even in the snow.

"I don't remember my name, I'm the deacon of the Dream Interpreters' Society...... Blind"

The swordsman looked at Arthur.

"Blind?" Arthur glanced at the knifeman's eyes covered by the black cloth, and didn't ask any more, but looked at the spotless knife on his waist: "Mr. Blind, your knife is really long, it should be one meter two three."

"Well, I like it very much when I leave" Blind Eye's tone paused slightly: "You can call me Blind, you don't need to add Mr., it sounds strange"

"Okay, then call you blind, you look so young, and you've actually become a deacon of the Dream Interpreter Society, it's really amazing"

Arthur sighed as he walked forward, in fact, he was still relatively familiar.

“…… Thank you"

Blind Eye hesitated, as if he was not used to the other party's praise, but still replied.

"It seems that you don't like to talk too much, so let's go quietly."

Arthur laughed.

"It's not, it's just, I don't know what to say"

Blind Return.

......Arthur, who received this response, was stunned, looking at the serious expression of the blind eye, but he couldn't help laughing: "Haha, you're really cute, just like my cousin, is it a natural attribute?"

"Natural? What is it? ”

Blind tilted his head slightly.

"That's what you're like now, hahahaha"

Arthur laughed even harder.

In the middle of the mountain, in front of the huge node, Sadao, who was falling into a deep sleep, blinked slightly, and the corners of his mouth bent slightly, and then returned to his calm appearance again.

(It's time...... ）

At the same time, on the other side of the ocean, in the Huaxia District, somewhere deep in the mountains.

A man in white short sleeves was squatting on the ground tending to the flowers and plants on the side of the road, which were not very precious types, just a few wild flowers, but he was still a serious caretaker, and even gently stroked their branches and leaves.

It wasn't until a certain moment that he stopped.

A pair of indifferent and deep eyes looked at one of the small yellow flowers, watching it gently sway in the faint wind.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh.