(Time is gradually pointing to the troubled July, and in this eventful period, I finally took some time to write this reincarnation novel that entrusts dreams, hoping that readers will like it, the name still needs to be improved...... Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for exchanges!)'In the year 202 of the end of the French era, the battle between humans and alien species began to kick off, like a sharp knife that cut through the peaceful dawn, and cut through the prologue of the world's daily life in an instant......

Bloodthirsty fangs slowly poking out from the corner, blood-dripping crosses, blood-soaked icons, dilapidated churches......

Everything is a sign of the birth of a dead world......

――――200 years after the end of the first era, the redemption of the seven gods, the dark moon, the rainy day, remember "tick, tick, tick......"

The sound of raindrops falling outside the window keeps reminding, and there is a strange rhythm faintly in the uninterrupted, as if it is heralding something, which makes people curious, but also makes people feel bored and irritable......

"Smack!" suddenly stood up and opened the window, the sound of the autumn rain made the girl pout, and threw the ballpoint pen in her hand into the deserted street, as if this would relieve the dull mood, and it was exactly the case, and the mood was unexpectedly better.

Or is it a girl's patent to throw a pen or something?

I don't know, but the sound of a lonely pen falling to the ground seems so strange, so the girl looked up in confusion, and was stunned.

"Ahh......h

"Oh, count me unlucky, when I open the window in the rain, I see a guy sleeping half-dead on the side of the street, save it or not?" The girl brushed the silver thread from her forehead in annoyance, and it should be a powerful alien that could break into the safe zone for no reason, but look at his half-dead appearance......

Should...... No way?

But wouldn't it be nice to let him lie in the rain all the time?

The girl looked back at a large pile of documents placed on the desktop, frowned for a while, and couldn't help but sigh again, "Hey, there are really a lot of people who have died these years, I have heard that walking in the rain is a man's romance, but I don't see any boys sleeping in the rain, not to mention that this is not ordinary rain......

Or is he ...... Is it a trick to die?

"Click, click, click......" With a sound of going downstairs, the silver-haired girl successfully reached the first floor, looked back and glanced at the stupid cat who was lying on the floor and sleeping, and subconsciously raised her foot and kicked, "Say you're a cat, you're a cat!"

"Peng!" a cloud of smoke spread, and one of them, a middle-aged uncle in pajamas, was getting up in a panic.

"Hey, that one...... Does the boss have anything to tell his subordinates?" the middle-aged uncle took out a piece of armor from the storage ring in a panic, and asked the girl in front of him while wearing it.

"Well, then—you should die!" the girl raised her foot very unhappily and continued to kick violently, breaking the uncle's armor a lot, and then making up for it a few times unpleasantly, until the middle-aged uncle fell to the ground and wept.

"Hmph, Uncle Hattier, it's okay to be kicked by me, right?" The silver-haired girl stood proudly with her hands crossed, pointing at the uncle who couldn't stop wailing and asked, "I said Hattier, I ordered you to be my guard, didn't I let you sleep lazily as a cat! Besides, don't you feel ashamed to be a cat as a paladin?"

"Wow~~ My armor, it took a full 20 high-level magic cores to get Master Starr to agree to build, onmygod! was kicked and shattered by Lord Stygian~~" The middle-aged uncle Hatir lowered his head and picked up pieces of broken armor, and looked at his boss with an aggrieved face and said.

"............" The silver-haired girl looked coldly at this speechless subordinate, wondering in her heart, could it be that there was a problem with the personnel distribution of the burial agency recently? Well, it must be like this, otherwise why would there be such a speechless subordinate?

“...... Uh, I wonder if the boss has anything to tell his subordinates?" said Hattier, who knew the identity of the girl in front of him.

It is obviously impossible to say that the chief of a burial agency would throw a pile of papers in the ground and go out for a walk in the rain for no reason.

"......" The girl was silent, a pair of silver eyes moved to the door, through the high-density ion gate, she seemed to see the killing of the outside world, the screams of the helpless, and the wanton roar of the alien species......

At the same time, images of the past began to rewind in my mind: bloody crosses, bloody icons, dilapidated churches, crystal cups filled with blood, flowing blood, and white dry bones......

It's just a matter of saving or not saving...... Why this strange feeling......

A feeling of dizziness suddenly came from her brain, and the girl staggered backwards for a while, and finally came to her senses, only to see that the white furniture around her was still placed as before, and the silver cross was still hanging high on the door frame. The ancient clock still makes a heavy striking sound, like a helpless sigh of an old man who is dying in the sunset......

"Boss, boss, boss!" A call became louder and louder in her ears, and the girl was startled, and raised her foot to kick it with a whip leg......

"Ahh

"Oh, by the way, it's all your fault to save people, this dead cat—let's die!" The girl finally remembered the purpose of going downstairs, and hurriedly ran to the door, still not forgetting to raise her foot and whip another leg before leaving.

Outside the door, the endless rain quietly and silently fell from the sky above the world, smashing the water splash on the soil of the world, infiltrating the withered earth, washing away the breath of dead silence, and after the sound of footsteps, the girl successfully came into contact with the gray rain of the outside world, as expected, in addition to being cold, it was still cold.

Her eyes quickly scanned the side of the road, and soon she found the mysterious boy who had suddenly appeared.

A red light flashed in the girl's eyes, looking at the young man's body that fell to the ground, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise an arc.

"Huh, are you really human? You're not afraid of the erosion of the gray rain...... A human who didn't show any ability fluctuations could ignore the punishment from the gods...... Seems interesting. ”

The girl looked up at the gray world, the gray rain that gradually wet her clothes brought a chill, let the silver hair flutter in the howl of the wind, and the outstretched hand was filled with rain at some point, and the water that kept seeping between her fingers......

Faintly, this heart no longer seems to be so empty, and there seems to be something more in the world......

What is inexplicable, what is unclear, is the fate of mankind, or the meaning of our existence, or ...... What is the meaning of this world?

Finally... Is that a question worth exploring...... Well?

As the rain grew colder, the girl turned and walked back into the house, waving her hand and calling, "Hmm...... Hattier, come over to me!"

"Hey! here!" A silver figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a man in a pair of silver armor, who was none other than her bodyguard, the Grand Knight Hatir, whom she had personally selected from the burial mechanism.

"If you give it to him, it should be fine......

Hatil, one of the seven holy horsemen in the human race after the Four Sword Saints, you can do it, I can believe it......

"Boss, do you have any orders?" "The boy who slept on the street took him to the burial mechanism, and you raised him......

Now I'll give up your role as a bodyguard, and you, Hattier, will officially become the deputy head of the burial agency!" a cold light flickered, and retracted her fingers, and the girl walked slowly towards the room.

The lonely back with the silver hair fluttering in the wind, is this the mysterious existence of the moon that represents the underworld in the world?

Is this back a lonely high? or is it ...... Lonely, right?

Hattier stood up, silver armor keeping the rain out, long dark green hair scattered over his shoulders, and two huge two-handed swords on his back.

"A sleeping boy, not afraid of the erosion of the gray rain......" Hatir reached out and stroked the silver sword pattern in front of the breastplate, nodded firmly, bent down to pick up the boy, and then rushed out, blowing a strong wind, and in an instant, he had turned into a remnant of the Dao and left.

"The unpredictable future may be in this teenager, right?"

The silver-haired girl chuckled, lowered her head to untie off her soaked clothes, and slowly tied up her long hair, "Ha, what about kidding, how can the future or something, how can it be decided by one person alone?"

The girl shook her head and shook off her chaotic thoughts, sat on the sofa and looked at the heavy rain outside, her hands shaking a bright red liquid, and she looked up and drank it all.

"But...... I've been getting more and more files lately, and hey, there's less chance of being lazy...... Looking forward to our next encounter......"