"Whew. ”

The flames burned.

Han Qi held the torch in his hand and looked at the figure lying quietly on the wooden frame made of firewood.

It can't be said to be dressed, and there is no such condition.

Because the recent bazaar has completely disappeared, if you want to buy anything, you have to go to the town where you have never been.

In the summer, the corpse could not be put aside.

Han Qi really wanted her to put on beautiful clothes and leave. But he knew that she must hate herself more and would not care how she dressed.

Just like when she was pregnant. It is hard to take a bath, and you have to keep washing.

Han Qi also laughed at her that she really rejected dwarves, because dwarves were rude and arrogant and often drank.

It's always dirty and smelly.

was smashed hard by her with something to vent her anger.

"Whew~Whew~"

The flame slowly rises.

The baby, who had always been quiet in his arms, slowly flattened his mouth.

Reaching for Natalie on the fire, she began to cry.

Han Qi patted and coaxed gently, but he didn't pay attention to it if it didn't work.

Because this is her mother, she will disappear from this world completely.

She should cry, it's her right, it's her, it's what she should do.

"And you ended up on the fire. ”

Han Qi pulled the corners of his mouth and spoke softly. There was a flicker of fire in his eyes.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Han Qi watched as the flames burned from the bottom wooden frame to the periphery, about to burn on her.

It's like a brief memory of knowing each other so far, but it's just right.

She who rescued him from the dungeon should be as gorgeous as a flower.

Bloom brightly, walk crisply.

"Hehe......"

"Hey!!"

"Die!!"

"I'll tell you about my father, patriarch!"

"Are you...... Got a liking for me?"

"You...... You call me short?!"

The sound and smile were still in his eyes, but Han Qi slowly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Place the crying baby on your lap.

With one palm resting on his chest and the other hand, holding a string of prayer beads, he twists it unhurriedly.

"The Bodhisattva ...... Freedom in Nature"

When the Heart Sutra is recited, it is no longer the previous Jizo Sutra.

This is the first scripture he memorized, his favorite, and the most often recited.

"Whew!!"

The flames are getting stronger.

Natalie has been surrounded.

Han Qi, who closed his eyes, couldn't see it, but his body trembled.

The hand that twisted the rosary was faster.

"The relics are the emptiness of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increased nor decreased......"

"Wow~"

The baby cried and reached out to the flames.

I can't reach my calves, and my body kicks more intensely. Kicked away the robe that wrapped around her.

Han Qi opened his eyes and looked down at the crying baby. Gently wrap her in a robe.

"Donor, are you spicy and naughty, are your family really making it?"

"Donor, please respect yourself. ”

Han Qi took a deep breath, stood up with the baby in his arms, and memorized the Heart Sutra proficiently, but he couldn't finish it at this time.

There was only a small paragraph left, and I couldn't read it.

"Giggle......

"I'm the fourth most beautiful!!"

The baby cried loudly, loud enough to drown out the sound of the flames burning.

The heat wave was blown on the face with the wind, a little painful, a little flustered.

The baby's little hands, pink calves and small faces were all baked red.

Han Qi turned his back to the fire, and his eyes seemed to be smoked as well.

"Wow~Wow~"

The baby was still crying.

Han Qi patted her gently, pulled the corners of his mouth, and coaxed the baby in a hoarse voice: "Don't cry, don't cry...... Sing to you. ”

The baby cries louder.

Han Qi was silent, and after a long time, he opened his mouth and sang a ballad.

"Mom...... Loving ...... Little baby ......"

The baby gradually cried quietly, screaming softly, and looked at Han Qi who was bowing his head.

"Daddy...... Hold the ...... Little baby ......"

The baby stretched out his little hand to grab Han Qi's face.

"Daddy...... Mom...... They all love him......"

Water droplets slipped down Han Qi's face and dripped on the baby's little face.

"Daddy loves ...... too Loving ......"

The baby stopped crying and let drops of water fall on his face. However, Han Qi, whose body was trembling, could no longer sing.

"Ah...... Ahhhh......h

The baby struggled to tug at Han Qi's collar to reach his face.

In her sight, there was a face that had burst into tears and couldn't cry. Biting his lip to death, he couldn't help crying.

And with his back to the fire behind him, a gust of wind blew. On the contrary, it is becoming more and more vigorous.

Taking a deep breath, Han Qi tilted his head. Instead of looking at the fire, he held the baby in his arms and walked in the direction of the forest.

――

A mess, corpses with severed limbs.

Han Qi looked at all this with a calm face, holding a torch in his hand, and lit a tree, two trees......

The fire after the forest fire is indescribable.

It spread quickly, and the corpses that got closer burned instantly.

Han Qi looked at it attentively, silently put the baby down, and took out a pair of scissors and a knife from the package he had prepared earlier.

Grab your hair and cut it off lock by lock. When the cut is short, take a knife and scrape the stubble down the scalp.

Long and short hair falls to the ground. As the wind blows into the burning forest.

Han Qi took off his old clothes. He took out a brand-new, tight-fitting white robe and draped it over his body.

Old clothes were thrown into the fire, including the one that wrapped the baby.

With a new soft cloth, he wrapped the baby again, put it in his arms, his head exposed, and looked at the burning woods with Han Qi.

After a long time, he turned and left.

The flaming forest became his background, and his figure faded away......

There was no looking back.

――

The center of the junction of the three empires is also the center of the entire God-given continent.

In the deepest part of the mountains, there is a long staircase.

If it weren't for the other end connecting to the ground, you'd feel like this wasn't the picture it was supposed to be on the mainland. Because the other end towers into the sky.

It's really into the clouds.

You can't see with the naked eye where the increasingly shaky staircase leads through the clouds.

However, when someone does step up the stairs through the clouds, they realize that it is not the end.

A huge hanging mountain range, tethered by four chains.

And the four chains slanted into the sky, which is really what eyes and no way can be seen, where the sky is, tethered to this hanging mountain range.

For the chains are slanted upwards into the end of the firmament, and are endless lightning.

Occasionally, lightning passes through the chains, and a breathtaking electric current strikes across the Hanging Mountains.

Let the whole mountain range, dignified, mysterious, full of awe.

And at this time, a person was waiting for something on the stairs not far away. Even if it would be a long way for the stairs to get close to the edge of the hanging mountain, he just waited here. Look up at the hanging peaks and look deep.

If you see such a picture, you will be surprised.

Originally a mystical symbol, St. Varys Lement I, the Pope of the Holy Tribunal.

He is.

What was he waiting for? Why was his deep gaze fixed on this hanging mountain range full of lightning?

But at least that's for sure.

This is the seat of the Holy Court.

The most central vacuum area at the junction of the three empires. Belongs only to the Holy Court.

This is a place where only the Pope can come.

The apparition of God.

Kindness......

Maybe there's another one?

"Click!!"

Suddenly, the thickest lightning bolt struck the top of the mountain.

Dense lightning instantly enveloped the entire Hanging Mountain, and the light was dazzling.

But the Pope did not evade, and let the strong light flash in front of him, only to make his gaze deeper, so deep that it was terrifying.

This is the person at the top of the continent......

But after all, it's people.

"Click...... Zizi ......"

The lightning slowly faded away, save for the occasional flickering sound of electricity.

The corners of the Pope's mouth curled, and as a pure human being, he was one hundred and seven years old. Fifty-seven years as pope.

But it looks like he's only in his early fifties.

Except for the hair that is completely white, there is not a single wrinkle on the skin.

At this time, the laughter is very gentle.

It is really like the bearing and temperament of the Holy Court Pope of the only sect in the mainland.

But is he really doing this to everyone?

If this is true for everyone, how can he be called the most mysterious and feared pope?

There is only one person who can make him treat him like this.

In front of him was paved with a road of crossed lightning, and the figure walked calmly.

Slender, emaciated.

But slowly walking closer to see that slender and thin are relative to men.

This......

It's a woman.

He is about 1.75 meters tall.

She is completely white and her face is covered with a thin veil, but you definitely can't see her face.

Nothing can be done with magic.

Only the long pure white hair moves with the wind.

This white color is naturally not white because of age.

Because the white shimmers in the slight golden light, you can feel it, how vibrant.

――

"Your Majesty. ”

"Your Highness. ”

The woman saluted first, and even then, she couldn't feel the fluctuation of her brown eyes.

The Pope smiled mildly and nodded, and also replied.

The titles of His Majesty and His Highness seem strange.

"God's Will Is ......"

When the pope mentions God, he is respectful, asking, and waiting.

The woman was stunned and frowned slightly: "Unclear...... Seems to make me look for something. ”

The Pope's tone froze, and he looked up at the woman: "Are you looking for someone or something?"

The woman was silent and saluted in a half-loud voice: "I'm sorry Your Majesty...... God allows me to be the only one who knows. ”

The Pope's eyes changed, but only for a moment.

"God's faith, my will. ”

The Pope bowed and clasped his hands to his chest.

The same posture as a woman, and the salute is repeated.

"God's faith, my will. ”

After saying that, he straightened up and walked down. The moment she passed the Pope, the woman paused and turned to look at him: "I'm going to the Romance Empire." ”

The Pope nodded: "I will arrange for the Romans Holy Court Branch to receive ......"

"No, I don't. ”

The woman interrupted the Pope softly: "I will ask for it myself when I need it." ”

After saying this, the woman stepped down the steps. Get out of the clouds.

The Pope turned to look at the figure that disappeared through the clouds, and after a long time, a figure flashed out of thin air behind him. A white-robed priest wearing a tall white hat bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty." The saint rarely travels, and her whereabouts are hidden...... This is an opportunity. ”

The Pope was silent, and turned his head to look at the hanging mountain where the lightning was still there and the chains were locked.

The white-robed priest was stunned and bowed: "I know." ”

Dodge again, and the figure disappears.

It's back to the beginning, with the Pope standing alone, facing the image of the Suspended Mountain.

For a long, long time, the body did not move.

Except for the wide and graceful dark gold robes, which were blown by the wind.