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Human feelings, Amon was interested in this topic.

He leaned against the wall and pushed his glasses and asked, "Are you sorry that you didn't have her soul in your collection?" ”

He thought that Edward would nod, but he didn't expect the other party to deny it without hesitation.

"Being a soul with a bit of character is worth looking at twice, but if you want to be a human being in my collection, it's far from qualified."

So Amon thought seriously and asked rationally: "Is there only Richard Ernst on this planet that you think is worth collecting?" ”

Edward snorted, not much of a reaction to the name, her fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, and it seemed that she still had some thoughts: "I'm still more optimistic about her, although I don't think she'll live to be collected by me, no, she definitely won't live." ”

"Resisting colonialism and supporting independence is a living crime."

"Disrespect for the gods awakens people, and capital crimes are inevitable."

The evening sun shone on the demon, and the demon blocked the sun shining on his face with his hand, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and then he couldn't help laughing: "There are too many reasons and methods to want her to die, or there is no need for a reason to exterminate the cult." Richard should even be grateful to the weak and incompetent temperance, to the dead highland princess. If she were alive, the gods would inevitably choose between her and Richard. ”

"One is the remnants of the remnants of the party who may be destroyed by the indulgent faction at any time, the leader of the temperance faction who barely survives by clinging to the thighs of the seven gods, and the other is the cult angel who has strong influence among the people at the bottom but does not listen to the words of the gods, who to eliminate and who to choose, it is simply clear at a glance."

Amon was tired of standing and brought a chair to sit down. He sat at the junction of sunlight and shadow, took a gemstone from his pocket and looked at the sunlight carefully, and the sunlight was refracted into countless small frecks of light that fell in every corner of the bedroom.

"Her philosophy and ideas are taught by you." Amon closed one eye, "Is this what you expect from her 'future'?" ”

What am I looking forward to? What I'm looking forward to is watching her fate go on naturally, towards the end she deserves, whether it ends in death or something else.

An awakened person like Richard Ernst, even if I don't convey the thoughts of the old era, sooner or later she herself will be groping her way on this path, and the awakened humanity proves that they are still as tireless in their pursuit of happiness as they were in the past, only this time the dream will not come true, and the theory will be defeated by the present world. She will not be the first, nor will she be the last, but without a doubt the strongest and the most actionable and determined...... But, look, isn't the greatest thought of mankind being denied by the world today, and even destroyed, proof of the decline of human civilization?

"In the future I see her......"

Killed by S'ea, killed by the angels of the righteous gods, killed by the temperance sect supported by the seven gods, died of the end of the world, died of pollution......

“…… It's already pitch black, and it's a dead end. ”

As she began to think about Richard's ending, she suddenly thought of Adella again.

When Adella was still alive, she didn't have that much prejudice against Richard's former slave status, but she didn't have much respect, just like treating an ordinary person, after all, Richard was already a demigod who had regained his freedom at that time. But their ideas and beliefs often conflicted, and the flower born into the royal family is not a weak and ignorant little white flower, and she grows up absorbing not dew, but the flesh and blood of the people and slaves.

The first two days of her death seemed to be the day when the hiding place of her maternal grandparents' family was discovered by Russell's own soldiers.

And the one who led those pro-soldiers to search and clean up was, of course, "himself".

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Dimly lit halls, empty mansions.

The sky outside the window was pitch black, and she fell to the ground, the dagger she had stabbed herself into her heart. She felt the breeze on her face, and smelled the scent of flowers and blood. The burgundy skirt spread out on the ground, like a failed flower.

She had not yet lost her breath, and with a smile on her face that seemed extraordinarily quiet and peaceful because she had been granted, time had not tarnished her beauty. And the demon was silent and half-kneeling beside her, she had not expected this situation, and was thinking about the question of whether to save or not to save.

"You don't have to...... Save me. Adella said softly, stopping the demon's possible movements, and blood spilled up her throat, but she still had room to finish the sentence.

"I'm very happy...... So no, save me. ”

The demon thought about it, but chose to ask his most curious question in the last moment: "Why did you kill yourself?" ”

Adele laughed, coughing up blood as she laughed.

"Because I'm ...... I love you so much! ”

"So I can't tolerate me being so madly in love with my enemies!"

As if returning to the light, her jewel-like green eyes suddenly lit up, reflecting the distant candlelight in the candelabra on the wall, shining brightly.

Not knowing where the strength came from, she raised her arm and ran her cheeks with blood-stained fingers, leaving several long trails of blood.

Her eyes were a little obsessive: "It's worthy of a demonic ......"

"To this day, I still think you'...... So perfect......"

The end of the sentence fell along with the arm, like a grain of sand falling in the wind, and lost its trace in the blink of an eye.

She's dead. The demon thought to himself. She won't talk to herself anymore.

But he had not yet received an answer, so, after a few seconds of silence, the demon slowly stood up and asked a corner of the hall:

"Why did your mother kill herself?"

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On Saturday morning, the air was cold. The school has already closed for winter vacation, but Alia, who is reluctant to go out to stay and can't go home, has already completed the procedures for staying at the school and is still living in an empty dormitory.

She didn't want to take a three-pence bus ride, so she got up early and walked all the way from Beckland's university town to the East End.

She used her scholarship to buy two pieces of bread from the cafeteria, one to eat while walking, and one to hold in her arms, to bring to Miss Maria.

After entering the East End from the relatively safe streets, she skillfully turned a few corners, through alleys and residential quarters, to a processing factory owned by Maria. When there are no disputes or legal mandates to deal with, Maria is always at school or in the factory.

Miss Maria obtained her lawyer's license ten years ago, and at that time she was using the status of "Cult of the Night Goddess", because only the female followers of the Goddess of the Night could not be treated differently when looking for a job, and although the Steam Church also supported women to go out to work, its influence in Rune had not surpassed that of the Night and the Storm Church.

Sure enough, she found Maria in the factory, but she was too busy talking to the others to bother.

With Miss Maria's ability, if she had followed the steps step by step, she would have been a well-known senior lawyer by now, even if it would be more difficult for women in the workplace...... Senior lawyer with an annual salary of 800~1000 pounds...... Alia looked at the oil-stained burqa on the other side's body, stunned.

A person who came with a suitcase noticed her standing in a daze in the open space at the entrance of the factory, and took the initiative to greet her: "Alia? ”

Alia hurriedly turned around and saw two boxes stacked on top of each other, a pair of hands that lifted the boxes, and the lower half of her body wearing thick jeans. She didn't think of who this was for a while, and it dawned on her when she recalled the voice:

"Ademisor?"

Touch! The two boxes were piled up in the corner, and Ademisol shook his arm and hand and turned around: "Sure enough, it's Alia." ”

Ariarten was curious: "You didn't even see me, how do you know it's mine?" ”

"It's a secret." Ademisor said something in a pretended profess, then put his hand to his lips and whispered, "This is the power of my potion." ”

"I know you're lucky today, but I don't know exactly what will happen."

"You used to walk staggeringly, but now you can carry two boxes at once, the potion is indeed magical." Alia covered her mouth and smiled, chatted happily with her fellow villagers, and even asked with some expectation, "If I become extraordinary, can I also gain such power in the future?" ”

She still didn't give up on joining the Pilgrimage Sect, even though the people around her hoped that she would live safely.

Ademisore thought the same thing, so he paused slightly and said with some concern: "Isn't your dream to become a female teacher?" The belief on your identity is also the goddess of the night, and you will definitely be able to find a stable job in the future. ”

"A public school teacher has a salary of £4 a week, plus bonuses and allowances, and you have an annual salary of at least £200. Once you've stabilized your life, it's not too late for you to save some money to donate to us, or to come to the charity school to provide education......"

Yes, 200 pounds is enough for a single lady to live a good life, as long as she is not extravagant and wasteful, she will definitely be able to save enough pension money before retirement. That's a lot I can't even imagine...... It is also his wish since he was a child, and now it has finally reached the point where it is within reach- Alia smiled embarrassedly, and her tone was firm:

"It's not just money, knowledge and status, I want to have more power to help others."

"It's like the chiefs help us."

Ademisor knew that he couldn't change the other party's mind, so he reluctantly nodded and made a suggestion: "Actually, you don't have to be very powerful. There are also ways to be knowledgeable, and you can choose to become a "reader", which can make you smarter and grasp and understand knowledge faster. ”

Listening to Miss Maria, the well-known detective "Issinger Stanton" old gentleman seems to be the extraordinary person of this path, the sequence is not too high, but this old gentleman is very good, it is very likely that he is the organizer of some secret meeting in Beckland, and it is suspected that he does not belong to the church, which makes people think deeply...... It can be seen that even the extraordinary people of the middle and low sequences can make a difference as long as they are arranged in the right place.

Can it be like this? Alia's eyes lit up, and she also had doubts about whether she could become a strong person like Miss Maria, after all, she was still within the scope of ordinary women, and the most cruel thing she had ever done was to kill chickens and fish.

She was about to ask more questions, but Miss Maria had sent some of the people she had been talking to to to the door, and both of them seemed to be in a good mood, and they should have successfully completed a list.

Maria saw off the client, stretched out refreshedly, then looked at the two young men chatting in the corner, and said with a smile: "Alia, are you here to ask about Ademisor's return?" ”

Alia shook her head, "Good morning, Miss Maria, I'm here to inquire about your Foundation's recruitment of clerks. ”

Mary understood, "You're here to help Daisy and the others ask." ”

"I talked to the others, and it's scheduled for February next year, which is about two and a half months away. Daisy has been at school for a long time on Sunday, and Nu should be able to work as a clerk for £1 and 2 sules a week. ”

Daisy's grades are very good in Sunday school, and she can serve as a tutor, but she is still a little short of the requirements of a formal job...... Even she needed to work extra hard, according to Friya...... Feeling a little sad, Alia decided not to tell the sisters the news for the time being, lest Fleia lose her motivation to study.

Just as Alia was thinking to herself, Ademisor suddenly spoke up and said to Maria, "Miss Maria, I'm going to take a leave of absence next Monday to get my identity certificate. ”

Maria was surprised: "Have you figured out your last name?" ”

"Yes." Ademisore smiled, "I have decided to take the surname 'Vigliana' (Alia turned her head abruptly, her eyes widened in surprise), which is the surname of Mrs. Norma, who was adopted by the Tingen Workhouse, and I will take on the responsibility of providing for her in the future." ”

"Well, then, we're all Mrs. Norma's children!" Alia clapped her hands happily, genuinely happy that she had a brother, "You'll tell her about it when you go back this year, and Mrs. Norma will be very ...... What happened to you? ”

Ademisor, who had been talking to her normally just now, suddenly fell silent as if he had changed into a different person, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of emptiness and confusion like not knowing where he was. His dark grey eyes quickly lost their lustre, and he began to lose his footing, swaying under his feet, as if he had turned back into the "little monster" of Tingen.

Thinkers

Alia was only in initial contact with the occult, and did not understand things like transcendence and potions, and thought that it was a recurrence of Ademisor's old illness. She worriedly tried to check, but Maria reached out to stop her.

Maria's eyes were fixed on Ademisore and she made a "silence" gesture at Alia.

The monster paced blankly in place, lips opening and closing and spitting out unwritten dreams. As he turned in a certain direction, he suddenly raised his head, glanced at a certain part of the sky, and then trembled violently, his expression becoming extremely frightened.

Maria frowned, and then looked in the direction of Ademisor's line of sight, and saw the "Bell of Order" in the distance.

A symbol of Beckland? What do you mean? What disasters have anything to do with Zhong?

Just as Maria was pondering to no avail, Alia suddenly exclaimed in a whisper: Ademisor turned her head to look at them, her eyes bloodshot!

He stared at them, then turned around and glanced around the people working in the factory, and then he staggered to the factory gate, watching the crowd come and go, and suddenly let out a scream, his eyes were bleeding, and he fell diagonally to the ground.

Maria took a quick step forward, her arm reaching out to grab Ademisor's slumped body. I saw that the other party's breath was already weak, and his eyes were bleeding, and I didn't know if there would be hidden dangers.

The monster's lips trembled, and it struggled to spell out a few words in an airy voice, and Maria quickly listened to it—

"Dead ......"

“…… They...... ...... all."

At this moment, Alia, who was walking briskly, crouched down next to her, wiped the blood on Ademisore's face with a clean handkerchief, and looked at Maria anxiously.

Maria's scalp tingles, and she entrusts Ademisol to Aria and rushes out of the factory gate without thinking about it. But after a few steps in the direction of the Bell of Order, she was once again confused: what did this bell represent? What kind of catastrophe is Ademisor's "they are all dead"? If you don't include yourself, how can you stop it? When will disaster come? How will it come?

She didn't know anything about it.

If you can't prepare accordingly, then even if you know in advance that a disaster is coming, you won't be able to resist it at that time!

She froze in place, unable to think for a moment.

Alia had never seen such a situation before, and although she was afraid, she forced her composure and asked, "Miss Maria, what happened to Ademisor?" ”

"......" Maria barely gathered her thoughts, turning her head to look at the pale girl. I opened my mouth, and for the first time I felt how weak my words were, "...... I do not know. ”

"Aria, don't come back lately."

"There's a good chance something dangerous will happen in the East End, you can stay in school with peace of mind and don't come back again."

"Then ...... you" The girl's eyes widened in surprise, and she didn't feel nervous when she heard the other person speak in such a heavy and serious tone for the first time, "Is Ademisor going to stay too?" He's already hurt. ”

"He's going to stay."

Maria took a deep breath and said earnestly to Alia, "He must stay, we need his strength." Alia, you also take this opportunity to think about it, power comes with danger and responsibility, you must think about your future, Mrs. Norma does not want you to join. ”

Alia froze, bit her lip and lowered her head.

After hearing the girl's question, Maria suddenly realized that almost no one in the city knew that a great catastrophe was about to happen.

Under the premise that there is no master of prophecy and a high-sequence powerhouse who is good at divination, the monster's premonition of crisis is the most accurate.

She turned around wordlessly, staring at the pedestrians walking down the street, the people with sad faces and no hope for the future, the people with tired smiles when they found jobs, the children who ran through the streets with a smile or stood in the corner staring at other people's wallets, the busy women and girls, the people of the East Side who were doing their best to stay alive...... Mary had long vowed to devote her life to helping them live and live better, and she would never get enough of it, nor would she be able to see enough of it.

She watched it all with almost greed, and carved all these images into her own mind, into her own heart.

TBC

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Tomorrow is the day of Crane's corpse, but if you wait for Fort Yuan, it is estimated that it will be a day or two later.

There is one more shift at 6:30 tonight.