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The Cathedral of Guerdo had recently been renovated with a donation from the city's great merchants, Geerdo, who had changed his name, much to the delight of Mr. Geerdo. After the renovation of www.biquge.info church was completed, a batch of utensils were donated, and truckloads of supplies were sent to the slums in the name of the church. The renovated church is now a third larger than before, and the extra part has been built for the Father of Repair, and Miró and Vera have each had a three-story building. It's just that the two of them don't live here often, and the church has someone to clean their rooms every day. During this time, after the war in the imperial capital ended, the priest and Vera returned to the Ark Harbor and moved in. Miró was pleased with his new home, knowing that he lived in a dilapidated town on Earth in a dilapidated house next to a church, and now had his own house, and the priest was satisfied.

During his stay in Ark Harbor, one can see the priest smiling every day, and he even has a dog, so his life is easy and fulfilling. Every night the priest would go to bed early, and this thunderous habit seemed to be broken tonight.

Seeing the priest walking into the church, several nuns who had just finished praying could see the heaviness on the priest's body, which made him smile no longer and his expression was solemn. The nuns almost thought they had mistaken someone, and this kind of depth and seriousness could be found in anyone, but in Father Miró it was a little out of place.

One of the older nuns stepped forward and whispered, "Father, is there anything you need help with?" ”

Miro smiled slightly, and the smile looked a little forced: "Thank you, kid." I don't need help, and if there is a need, I'm not welcome. It's getting late, and it's time for you to go back and rest. ”

"What about you?"

"I want to speak to my heavenly Father, and perhaps He can give me some guidance." Miro looked up at the statue behind the pulpit and made a crosshair.

The nuns looked at each other, nodded and left silently. When they were about to close the door for the priest, Miró shook his head and said, "No need to close the door, there should be a guest coming from the meeting." ”

The nuns wondered who else would come to church at this time. Strange is strange, but no one said much, so he left with the door half-closed.

Miró looked at the statue of God and said, "If you really exist, then please tell me if this war can be brought to an end in this era?" ”

Of course, the statue of God did not respond, so the church was quiet. Miro's expression was a little haggard, and he found a chair and sat down, sighing softly. Then his expression moved, and he said in a deep voice, "It's late, if you come to pray, please come back tomorrow." ”

"But I have a hard thing on my mind, and I want to pray to the gods right now, hoping to get some revelation." A woman's voice came from the gate.

Miro turned his head and saw two figures standing outside the door, although both of them covered their bodies with cloaks, it was not difficult to tell that they were both women. One is tall, the other is petite. It was the petite one who spoke, and even though it was late at night, they were still wearing hats. The brim of the hat came to the tip of the nose to block most of the face, and it was difficult to see the face. The petite woman had already entered the church and made a beeline for the pulpit.

The priest said, "At least you should take off your hat as a sign of respect for the gods." ”

"If there is a god, what does it matter if he can't take off his hat, he can always see it anyway, right?"

Miro didn't insist anymore and shrugged his shoulders.

The woman knelt down, clasped her hands together and prayed. Standing up after a moment, Miró asked, "How's it going, have you gotten a little revelation?" ”

"Nope."

"That's probably because you're not religious enough, come back tomorrow."

"But I can't wait, Father, I want to confess."

Miro said: "Come back tomorrow, there is no priest to listen to your confession now." ”

"Aren't you?"

Miro plucked his ears and said lightly, "I can't guarantee that I will be able to give you useful advice." ”

"It doesn't hurt to hear it."

Miro stood up and said, "Then come with me." ”

It was quiet in the confession room late at night, and Miró lit the lights, walked into one of the confession booths, and sat down. The woman walked to the confessional booth, and Miró said inside, "Let's start." ”

The woman knelt down and said, "Father, I am guilty. ”

"All men are guilty, and if you truly repent, the merciful Father will forgive you, child." Miro said with a blank face: "Tell me, what crime you have committed." ”

"I killed my own loved ones." The woman said softly.

Miro raised his eyebrows: "This crime is a bit serious, can you tell me why you did it?"

"I don't want to, Father. But if I don't kill him, he will kill me. This is the fate between us, a knot that cannot be untied. ”

"Child, you must believe that there is no dead knot in this world that cannot be untied, only those who are unwilling to work hard to untie the entanglement."

The woman sighed softly, "If you understood my situation, you wouldn't say that, Father. I killed one of my loved ones, and now, another one is hunting me down. I don't know what to do, I just know that I don't want to die. ”

"I want to live, Father, do you have any good advice?"

Miro narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe you can go out and hide for a while." ”

"You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime." The woman said: "And the power of fate is amazing, I always feel that no matter where we hide, the two of us will eventually meet, and then it will be an endless ending." ”

"Either I die, or he dies."

"You know, kid. When you think so, it's already destined to be a knot that is difficult to untie. Why don't you think about it from a different perspective, for example, you can sit down with him and have a good talk. Whatever happens, there will always be a solution. ”

The woman's voice was slightly helpless: "But I calculated him once before, I don't think he will forgive me, and he won't sit down with me to talk." ”

"Then you have to take the initiative to do something to ask him for forgiveness, let him see your sincerity, and impress him, child."

"Can it really be done? Father? ”

In the confessional booth, Miró said, "Yes, as long as you have good intentions, everything can change." ”

"Alright then, I'll try." The woman outside the confessional booth stood up and said, "Thank you for everything, Father. ”

She left, but Miro was in no hurry to get out of the confessional booth. His expression was heavy, and he did not have the relief he had after enlightening the disciples. Suddenly he laughed to himself, then pushed the door open and walked out. Walking out of the church door, both women left, and Miró turned along the stone path to his quarters, and as he walked, a few barking dogs sounded in front of him, and Miró stopped. Looking up, Vera was leading his dog under the streetlights. Seeing Miro, the two-year-old dog broke free of Vera and ran happily. Miro crouched down and hugged it, and the puppy rubbed hard against the priest's face.

"I went to look for you but found that you were not there, so I came out with Peter, Father, are you alright?" Vera asked softly.

Miro touched his chin and said, "Did I write all my thoughts on my face, otherwise everyone asked me if I was okay and needed help?" ”

"You don't look very energetic."

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It's just that when I'm older, I occasionally have some sentimental emotions. ”

Vera didn't believe him, but the priest wouldn't say it, and she knew not to ask. Changing the subject, she said, "I see that the church lights are still on." ”

"Well, there were two women just now. One is very troubled and comes to me for confession. ”

"Someone else came to confess at this late hour."

The two of them chatted for a while, and when they came to the priest's house, Miró asked, "Do you have anything to do with me?" ”

"I wanted to talk to you about the Diocese of Beidu, but it's not too early, let's find another time to study it tomorrow."

Miro said a little absent-mindedly: "It's okay, I'm tired too, so goodbye?" ”

"Good night, Father."

Miró led the dog to the door, Vera thought for a moment and seemed to have made a decision, and an inscription gradually floated on the back of her hand. Suddenly Miro stopped, and the priest turned back and smiled bitterly, "I'm really fine, Vera." So, please don't use your abilities on me. ”

"I'm sorry." Vera left like a child who had done something wrong. After walking a few steps, it suddenly occurred to her that Miro had found out.

The night was getting darker.

On the docks of Ark Harbor, a night watchman walked around the pier with a lamp, and the lights shone on the ships moored at the pier, casting an undulating shadow on the pier as the waves undulated. The night watchman yawned, tightened his collar and walked back to the duty room. After taking a sip of the liquor to warm up, he slipped into the warm bed, and after a few moments, the sound of even breathing sounded.

If he stayed a little longer, he would have noticed that there was a little more light on the dark sea in the distance. It is faint, but it is unusual for the sea to appear bright in the middle of the night. Tonight the wind and waves are calm, and the sound of the waves lapping on the shore reveals the taste of peace. But dozens of nautical miles away from Ark Harbor, fog quietly rose. At this time, it is almost impossible to fog the sea, but the fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the whole thing on the surface of the sea becomes blurred. On the otherwise calm sea, a buoy floating on the surface of the sea suddenly shook light. Moments later, a dark shadow passed near the buoy, and the water swelled, causing the buoy to rise and fall.

Passing by the buoy was a ship, wrapped in iron sheets with sharp steel spikes sticking out from either side, looking like a terrifying sea beast. On the hull of the ship is painted a dragon pattern, which is very different from the dragon pattern common in the Bailegon Empire. The dragon is very slender, with four claws stepping on clouds and a deer antler on its head. If it is a merchant who often travels between the two sides of the ocean, he will know that this is an oriental dragon, and only a human empire on the east side of the ocean will use such a dragon as a totem and symbol.

The ironclad ship depicting the Oriental Dragon rumbled forward, but the sound of the turbulent water was cut off in the thick fog. There was not a single strange sound heard outside the fog, and just like that, the thick fog rolled towards the Ark Harbor.

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