Incomparably simple, simple in the middle of the room.

The old priest Roy lay on his small bed, covered with a blanket that was almost faded, and his breath was weak and breathless.

Sheena squatted beside Roy's bed, clutching Roy's old hand, her eyes slightly red, and her face sad.

The Light Divine Technique has no effect on this old man who is about to die, his life is about to end, irretrievable, even if there is any high-level divine skill that can be saved, it is not something that Hina, a young priest, can master.

An Ling was on the wooden chair on the side, his face was indifferent, without sadness or joy.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, old Roy on the bed coughed a few times, opened his eyes, and came to his senses.

"Mistress Sheena? Your Excellency An Ling? ”

Sheena hurriedly stood up, grabbed Old Roy's hand and said:

"I'm here, Priest Roy, how are you feeling now?"

Roy glanced at Sheena gratefully, then withdrew his hand and waved it, and said weakly:

"I'm probably going to die, Priestess, and I'm probably going to return to the bosom of light."

Although she already knew the situation of the old priest in her heart, when she heard Roy say this sentence herself, Sheena's eyes inevitably darkened, and she said sadly:

"Why, Priest Roy, weren't you all right before? Why is it that all of a sudden, the body has reached this point? ”

Sheena didn't say anything to force encouragement, the fact that Roy Sr.'s life was going to die was an irreparable fact, and saying that would only make Sheena look naïve.

"Haha~"

Roy laughed dryly twice and said:

"My body is no longer good, I am old and sick, once I have no idea of living, I will definitely not be far from death. There is no need for the priest to grieve my passing. ”

"I'm just going back to the embrace of the light."

Sheena was silent for two seconds, then nodded, wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and asked:

"The light will surely recognize your piety and penance, do you have any last wishes and things you want to say?"

Roy exhaled, looked at the ceiling in some confusion, and said:

"Hina-sama, you must be wondering why I want you to agree to the orders of the City Lord's Mansion, right?"

"Don't talk about that now."

"No, please listen to me."

"Okay, you say."

Roy looked at Sheena, then at An Ling, and said:

"Siss-sama, I actually know that you don't want to serve in this depraved church, and you have other good places to go. You came here with good intentions and wanted to help us. ”

"I ......"

Sheena was about to say something, but was interrupted by Roy waving her hand.

"Please let me finish first. Lord Sheena, that herald is actually quite right, our Church of Light in Green River City is almost to the point of being completely abandoned. I am truly grateful for your presence. ”

"Including Your Excellency An Ling, I am also very grateful for your gratuitous help."

"But, in fact, after those knight boys died, I was left alone. Now, I'm dying, too. You're just outsiders, well-wishers from outside. Good Samaritans shouldn't take on too much for no reason. ”

"The City Lord's Mansion wants to forcibly ban this place, we are unwilling, they will definitely exert pressure from all sides. I don't want you to have to go through this pressure for this church after I'm gone, you've already done so much for this church. ”

He coughed twice, and then said leisurely:

"What's more, Your Excellency An Ling is only helping temporarily, and when the time comes, I will leave, and Your Excellency An Ling will also leave. Sheena-sama, you're going to have to guard this church alone and withstand the pressure from the City Lord's Mansion. This should not be. ”

"So I thought, just let it go, let this church not drag anyone down, let this church meet the fate it should have, since it can't be done, don't force it."

"It may be better to have the City Lord's Mansion erect a statue of the goddess in the central square, so that the believers can have a place to pray."

An Ling tilted his head on the side, and he understood what Old Roy meant.

As far as the Green River City Church is concerned, Sheena and An Ling are actually outsiders, and now that Roy, the last person in the church, is dying, there is no need for the young Sheena to watch over this empty church, and to bear the pressure from the City Lord's Mansion for this. Roy didn't want Sheena to waste her life on this.

This is what happens at a time when the power of the Holy See is in dire decline.

How to say it, it's quite reasonable, but I don't know what Sheena thinks herself.

Sheena sighed, grabbed Roy's hand again and said:

"I know it all, Priest Roy, you have good intentions, and I understand your thoughts. Do you have any other last words? ”

The old priest Roy looked at An Ling and said:

"Your Excellency An Ling."

"I'm here."

An Ling stood up and looked at Roy quietly, his eyes bright and his face calm.

Roy pointed to the bedside table and said:

"I have a favorite object that I can hear in my ear. I don't want this object to be buried with me, I want to give it to you, would you like to take it? ”

An Ling smiled, turned around and rummaged through Roy's bedside table, finding a wooden conch object.

"Is that it?"

"Yes."

An Ling leaned the wooden conch close to his ear to listen, and then a joyful smile appeared on his face, and said:

"Thank you, I love this gift."

Old Roy also smiled happily and nodded.

"Sir Sheena, when I die, please bury me under the land of this church, wherever you want, no coffin, no tombstones, no rituals. Just bury it. ”

"When I die, bury it directly."

After saying this, the old priest closed his eyes and went to sleep, and he did not commit suicide, but simply slept. But in his current state, doing so is almost the same as committing suicide.

Sheena took a deep breath and rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands.

An Ling looked up as Roy's soul flew into the sky and quickly disappeared. Then he picked up the wooden conch that Roy had given him and leaned close to listen.

An Ling didn't tell a lie, he really liked this little object, the sound of the wooden conch being blown by the breeze was really good.

At this time, Hina put down her hands and asked An Ling suspiciously:

"Anling, are you laughing?"

"Why don't you laugh, isn't it a good thing that Roy walks so peacefully?"

An Ling replied with a smile.

No way, he is an abyss demon, someone dies in front of him, he can't make any other expression except laugh.

"But you, Sheena, why should you be sad? I don't understand. ”

It stands to reason that Sheena had only known Old Priest Roy for a few days.

Sheena took a deep breath, rubbed her red eyes again, and said:

"You're right, Anling, you shouldn't be sad at this time. But when I encounter something sad, I can't help but want to cry. ”

She wiped her hands, took out a white candle with a clean knot, and slowly lit it.

"Let's go, Anling, bury Roy."

"Okay."

An Ling stepped forward and picked up Roy.