"Eve, Eve."

In the lounge room, a young girl maintained a sitting position, her slightly tired pretty face was calm, her dense eyelashes were slightly curled, and her breathing was calm and slow, obviously in her dream.

Heloise, on the side, looked worried, and she gently pushed the girl's shoulder and shouted her name a few times.

The sleeping girl seemed to hear someone calling to her.

She moved her eyelashes slightly, and then there was no movement.

Heloise looked at Eve, who couldn't wake up, and sighed slightly.

This child, who has only been out for a while, why did he fall asleep just by sitting?

She wanted to carry the sleeping girl to the bed, but the moment she made contact, Eve slowly opened her eyes.

The emerald eyes were hazy with a mist that seemed to be absent. The small mouth opened slightly, and it seemed that a glimmer of light could be seen.

She stared at Heloise a little dumbfounded.

Then the head was smart, and the confusion that had just woken up dissipated instantly.

Eve slammed to her feet from her chair, her crescent eyebrows furrowed, and her expression was a little distressed.

Heloise watched the girl's movements stunned slightly, and then gently comforted Eve.

"Eve, are you too tired? Why don't you go to bed and rest? ”

The girl blinked, she was completely conscious.

Hearing grandma's words, he shook his head.

She was a little tired, but not so tired.

After experiencing physical strengthening, this level of training is not enough to make her so tired that she can fall asleep directly.

She, the reason for really sleeping......

I fell asleep in prayer!!

Eve: o (≧ mouth ≦) o

Why do you fall asleep every time you pray to the Lord of the Supreme Dusk?

And it's three days in a row.

Eve stared up at the square light on the ceiling, her eyes dark, without the slightest hint of light.

Will the Lord of the Twilight think that my faith is not strong?

Seeing a believer like me, He will definitely directly punish God.

Eve didn't know why she drifted off to sleep every time she prayed, which made her doubt herself a little.

Ah, I wonder if the Lord of the Supreme Twilight has discovered her, a believer who is not firm in her faith.

Eve was a little scared when she thought about it, her bills hadn't been paid yet.

O Supreme Lord of Twilight, forgive the sins of believers, and I will surely and certainly pray earnestly in the future!

The girl prayed in her heart, hoping to appease the anger that did not exist.

Heloise looked at Eve, who was acting strangely, and she was a little flustered, and she didn't know what was going on for a while.

When I asked Eve, Eve didn't answer much, just a numb face and a taste of decadence.

Is this too tiring to train?

Heloise could only guess that she had never thought that Eve had fallen asleep while praying.

Sophia was dressed as a noblewoman at this time, with a silk scarf draped over her shoulders.

She used her white fingers to hook her somewhat messy hair behind her ears, and she was a little surprised to see the scene in front of her.

Wasn't it all a harmonious family just now?

How do you feel that little Eve feels like crying now?

Sophia doesn't quite understand, but she knows how to calm little Eve's emotions.

Thinking of this, the noble lady swayed her graceful figure towards the girl, and then gently embraced her into her arms, and stroked Eve's little head with her white hands.

Eve:!!!

……

In the middle of the night, the river surface of the imperial capital was calm at this time.

There are a few steamers on the water, but most of them are docked on the shore to rest and prepare for tomorrow's transport.

The river is spacious and the moonlight is quiet.

But there was a gurgling sound, stirring the moonlight on the water into stars.

A smaller freighter drove slowly and stopped outside the iron fence of the city gate.

The sleepy soldiers on the walls noticed the movement and leaned out.

A light on the freighter flashed three times in a row.

Seeing this, the soldier was silent for a long time, and thinking of his troublesome commander, ordered the iron fence to be opened quickly.

I don't know how many years the iron fence was rusty, and it slowly moved upwards with a tooth-aching creak.

Moments later, the freighter restarted and set off towards the world within the city walls.

The soldier propped his hands on the solid walls, looking down at the freighter as it slowly disappeared from his sight.

Thinking of the man who looked like a dead man, he rubbed his brow with some distress.

His instincts on the battlefield told him that the man had a bunch of problems, but he didn't want to offend his superiors either.

Turning around, in the distance is a brightly lit rich area.

There was a hint of longing in the soldier's cloudy eyes, he knew that it was an unattainable existence, but who didn't envy it.

The poor envy the peaceful life of the common people, and the common people envy the colorful nights of the rich.

The rich are willing to give up most of their wealth, and they also want to step into the aristocratic and powerful class, just to live a more dignified life.

Everyone has something to envy, and even the nobles who are envied by the rich are peeking at the position on the throne.

The soldier sighed faintly, and looked at the shadow of the freighter that disappeared into the night, silent, and silent.

The dark world underground is the most rigorous place in the imperial capital, and every exit of the sewer is guarded by a strong person on the mysterious side.

But they tend to ignore the world on the surface.

Even if he has a mysterious side of the people here, what is the use?

The strength is not high, and others can buy it with a little money.

What if you know that the man has a problem, no one will continue to report it.

Almost all of them have lost themselves in the bustling world of the imperial capital.

From ministers to small officials, without exception.

Including himself.

The soldier flipped the coins in his hand, and these few hundred diars could make him happy in the special zone for a long time.

Otherwise, his little military salary alone would not even be enough to ask for a mother-in-law's money.

The soldier thought of the chief of the chief, who was a small nobleman.

The strength is stronger than him, and people with no identity background dare not speak loudly in front of him, for fear of being put in small shoes.

Why wasn't he born noble?

He stopped his fugue and returned to reality.

There is not even a trace of the cargo ship left, even if it is filled with vicious gangsters.

What does it have to do with him?

If something really happens, you need to be held responsible, just drill into the sewer.