People often say that the world is impermanent, which means that many things are not the same as you think, such as Shirley, who is constantly filling a huge pot with the unique dead gray wood of the underworld at the moment, is sighing, and it is impossible to realize the dream of seeing Don Quixote for a long time. But he was inexplicably taken by Osiris, the god of death, to the other side of the Bridge of the Forgotten River, in a pavilion that looked a little out of place with the style of the underworld.

The long, seemingly endless path of rebirth began to taper as it approached the Forgotten River, and finally became so thin that it could only pass the width of one soul at a time, and this section of the road happened to pass by the pavilion, which was simply furnished, with bells hanging from the four corners of the pavilion, a huge iron pot filled with the water of the Forgotten River, a table, a cup, a spoon with a long handle, and a rocking chair, behind which were neat yards of firewood and a scythe that shimmered with cold light.

Shirley's duty is to make sure that any soul who wants to be reborn as a human through this bridge must drink a bowl of soup in a pot, wash away the memories of her past life, and become a new person with a new beginning, of course, for pure believers who have the scythe mark of death on their heads, they can be allowed directly, and Osiris also renamed her Amanda Meng.

Now Shirley has already changed out of the maid suit specially designed to please men, and instead put on the cloak printed with the pattern of death that is the standard standard for the enforcers of the underworld in the underworld, even if the cat-eared lady who is regarded as a pet in the world of Faeron has inexplicably increased her momentum after wearing this suit, which makes Shirley a little happy, after all, any world, any dimension, except for those who are born with a trembling M surname, no one wants to be a slave, and now she can raise her eyebrows, Shirley is naturally happy, Although what she may not know is that this outfit and even this gazebo, and even the entire new underworld, were designed by Don Quixote that she had been thinking about for years.

The establishment of the new underworld, with the help of the goddess of magic Misla, has copied the setting of the world of Faeron in many places, although in essence the underworld is just a space fragment outside the system, but it is still easy to rely on the basic laws to realize some of the physical laws of the world of Faeron, such as the underworld at this moment, after a few lightning bolts, it rained heavily, and this rain came from the River Styx, so the lethality of the soul is still quite large, and the souls who have tasted the pain have already hidden, even if they are the enforcers of the underworld, and they will not be willing to go out on duty at this time, although they are not afraid of the rain with the protection of divine power.

In fact, according to Don Quixote's calculations, if you want to complete this road, the fastest speed will take a year, and most souls will not be able to reach here after at least two or three years, and during this period, there will be countless souls who will die on the way and become resentful spirits that block the progress of other souls, as for why it is so cruel, the reason is still that sentence, people have cheap surnames, things that come too easily, will not be cherished, so at this moment, Shirley, who can be regarded as idle, is sitting in her exclusive rocking chair, staring blankly at the heavy rain outside the gazebo。

Although the wind and rain were blowing, under the protection of a strange force, not a drop of rain was blown into the pavilion, and it looked as if there was an invisible barrier blocking all this.

"Heavy Rain" Shirley remembers very clearly that in the months she spent with Don Quixote, although her memory was intermittent because she was often hypnotized, there were only a few things that impressed her very deeply, one of which was that Don Quixote liked to watch the rain very much, whenever it rained outside, he would put down what he was doing and go to the window to look outside in a daze, but because Britain is not a rainy and snowy country, there are not many opportunities to see Don Quixote in a daze

Once people are idle, they love to think nonsense, just like Shirley at this moment, staring blankly at the road of rebirth, in fact, she is thinking about the future one day, there will be a man in the distance slowly walking towards her, and this person is Don Quixote This kind of romantic thing, although in her thinking, this matter may not happen until decades later.

After becoming a subordinate of the Grim Reaper, Shirley can be regarded as a step into the sky, from a weak slave in the past, to an existence that can teach the vast majority of the souls of the Faren world at this moment, so when her sensitive hearing heard what seemed to be a strange sound outside, she couldn't help but shift her gaze.

From the other side of the bridge of the Forgotten River, a person slowly walked over, holding an umbrella in his hand, and the strange sound was naturally the sound of crackling rain hitting the umbrella, and the heavy rain fell on the ground and stirred up countless water mist, so Shirley couldn't see the appearance of the person in the rain, but when he got closer, the cat-eared lady instinctively sat up from the rocking chair, because she seemed to see a figure that coincided with her memory

"I really didn't expect it to rain in the underworld," walked into the pavilion, the man put down the umbrella in his hand, and shook the water droplets on his body by the way, as if under the protection of some kind of force, the rain did not wet his clothes, but was shaken down by him like water droplets falling on lotus leaves.

The white curly hair, the lazy tone that seems to have not woken up, the familiar smile, although it is not as green as it is remembered because of the passage of time, but it will not be wrong, who else will this person be if he is not Don Quixote?

Some people say that when happiness comes too suddenly, you may have a feeling of disbelief, and this feeling will appear more in pessimists, and our Shirley is a complete pessimist, her worldview is that anything she expects even if it fails, does not happen, does not get, it should be, and the origin of this pessimism is that she was once a slave, so that she does not dare to have any expectations for life, after all, one of the cruelest things in the world, It's to give you hope, and then put it out with your own hands, and that feeling is not much better than taking away his life.

So when she saw Don Quixote standing in front of her, she thought she was dreaming, after all, she was indeed lying on the rocking chair and squinted, "Master, I actually dreamed of you."

Still not believing that this was true, Shirley couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh a few times, and the pair of fluffy ears couldn't help but tremble, "I didn't expect that as a revenant, I could still dream!"

Although it is a human body, but with the blessing of Osiris's divine power, Don Quixote has not been erased by the rules of the underworld, and can even directly touch and hurt the spirit, just like at this moment, he gently tugged Shirley's ear according to the way he remembered, "I'm sorry, I'm late"-

"The world is impermanent," Don Quixote stood in front of the cauldron with the obvious shape of a classical Chinese bronze tripod designed by himself, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, obviously he never thought that one day the first woman in his life would become Meng Po, and the person she was waiting for this became herself, if this past was written as a novel and published on the earth, it would definitely make countless people clap their legs and roar, what a, what a blood, but at this moment he really happened in front of him.

"What you saw at the time was indeed me, and I was really dead at that time, but then I met a powerful mage who turned me into a lich and let me survive, and then I found Safi and Ross, and I learned through a conversation with them that you were dead in German at that time."

Shirley, who has had a lot of ups and downs in life, found that when she really saw Don Quixote, she didn't have the urge to cry in her mind before, and it seemed that as long as she saw this man, her emotions could be inexplicably calmed down, "Master, how are you?"

Obviously, at this moment, Shirley was full of questions, how did he know that he was here, how he came to the underworld, and even was able to walk from the other side of the bridge of the Forgotten River.

"I," Don Quixote gently rubbed Shirley's head, "because of some things, I became the vote of Lord Osiris, and although I haven't performed the ritual yet, with her permission, I can still be considered unhindered in the underworld." ”

"Will you come with me?" After a moment of silence, Don Quixote asked the question that must be faced.

"I" Shirley took a deep breath, swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, she looked at Don Quixote again, familiar and unfamiliar, the feeling in her memory seemed to be long gone, thinking of this Shirley shook her head slightly, "You are still my master, and you will be the same in the future, but you are no longer the person I am waiting for, I think you have had a new beginning and met new people over the years."

The keen perception of the woman's surname makes Shirley know that there is a gap between herself and this man, a gap made up of time, experience, and even intertwined memories, Shirley is waiting for Don Quixote seven years ago, and Don Quixote seven years later is completely different from what she thought.

If Don Quixote knew Shirley's inner thoughts at this moment, maybe she would smile bitterly again, because at this time her state of mind was like the spider in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" written by Jin Yong Daxia that Don Quixote saw in her previous life.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Don Quixote didn't force Shirley, he also knew that this woman seemed to be difficult to integrate into his current life, because the person he loved the most could never be her, in fact, he never loved this woman, and he came here just because of a trace of guilt in his heart.

Shirley sat back in the rocking chair and turned her head to look at the rain that had not become lighter, "Before I met you, I thought about a thousand of my reactions, but after seeing you, I realized that in fact, whoever leaves can continue to live, in the future, maybe one day after I repay the kindness of Lord Death, I will choose to forget everything now and go to the world of Faeron to live again, but," said Shirley shook her fist, "In the next life, I must be a queen"

"I promise," Don Quixote hugged Shirley one last time, "your next life must be a queen."

"Coming back?"

Don Quixote shrugged his shoulders, raised his head and looked at the so-called Death Palace, it looked good, but it was too deserted, of course, he would not say what was in his heart, "Please Osiris, Lord Osiris, if she wants to be reborn one day in the future, can you give her a queen?"

"Okay, here," said Osiris, throwing a scythe, "from now on, you are my chosen people." (To be continued.) )