Although Char already knew the ending.

But this scene has nothing to do with him, and he is just a quiet spectator from beginning to end.

The name Rick has long been written in the Book of the Dead.

Apparently, though, the restaurateur, named Hart, wasn't convinced.

"Ah, is it done?"

Sebas walked over from one side, interrupting the somewhat frozen atmosphere at the moment.

He naturally sat opposite Char, as if he didn't notice Hart on one side, but picked up a knife and fork and cut off a bit of meat sausage and put it in his mouth, and then nodded contentedly.

"Well, that's what it tastes like."

"How's the work?" Char asked.

In Char's view, he didn't see Sebas, but instead saw a black chain fly out of the alley and into Rick's body, dragging his soul out of his body and into the alley.

"Okay." Sebas didn't look up, but handled the food in front of him with a knife and fork, "It's just that the guests are not very cooperative, but I'm used to it." ”

After saying that, he noticed Hart standing on one side, his face showing some confusion.

"What's the matter?"

After a pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and said suddenly.

"Oh, how much is it?"

Hart came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "This is forbidden." ”

"Huh?" Sebas looked at Char with some confusion.

"The waiter here just knocked over my black tea." Char said, "But it didn't fall on me." ”

Sebas suddenly smiled at Hart, "Your service here is really good. ”

"Two.... It's good to be satisfied. Hart sneered, but his smile was slightly stiff.

Then, he bowed and said, "Then I'll go to work first, and I wish you two a nice meal." ”

Sebas nodded, and Hart turned away, but the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance this way.

However, Hart didn't have any thoughts of asking Char if it had anything to do with the scene just now.

Being able to open a store in this place for so many years is enough to prove that he is a smart person, and as a smart person, the most important thing to understand is not to talk too much.

"I thought you'd be going longer." Char said.

"Hey, how much time can it take, and you don't need to go down in person, after sending people down, someone will naturally hand them over."

Sebas said as he tended to the food on the plate in front of him.

After a pause, he continued to laugh, "You don't know how ridiculous that guy is, and you want to exchange half of his money for his life." ”

He said disdainfully, "I still want to keep my money until I die, it's really a hopeless fool, and all the money is about the same for me." ”

So is it not enough to give, Char complained in his heart.

Char then asked, "What will happen to him when he goes to Hades?" ”

Sebas raised his eyebrows and looked at Char, who thought for a moment as if to organize the language.

"Have you ever heard of the River Styx and the River Styx Ferryman?"

Char nodded.

"After I send my soul down from Hades, the Styx ferryman will carry the soul across the River Styx to a vast gray plain, which I prefer to call the land of periwinkles, but some like to call it the Pastoral of Truth."

Sebas said seriously, "To be honest, this is what I feel the most uncomfortable compared to the follow-up process. ”

"Oh?" Char was a little interested, "Is the environment bad?" ”

"It's not bad, it's just a transitional plain, and when you get to the plain, people line up to be judged at the courtroom." "But the problem is, there are too many people, and there are too few people in the Inquisition." ”

Sebas seems to have been there in the past, so there was some trepidation on his face when he told this.

"You can imagine the biggest celebration you've ever seen, with millions of people in one place.

Imagine that it was dark, there was no light at all, there was no sound at all, there was no wave of people in the crowd.

Whispering crowds wander through the darkness, waiting for a celebration that will never begin. ”

"Hmm...."Char nodded solemnly, "It does sound very uncomfortable. ”

"I've been in that damn place for two hundred years!"

Sebas scolded, "The bastards at the Inquisition only thought about how to maintain their power, and never thought about making their constipation as efficient a little more! ”

Sebas took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm a little out of shape. ”

"Understood." Char Road.

Sebas continued: "The procedure is simple, when the souls of the deceased are tried, the guilty are punished in a place of pain according to their crimes.

And those who are innocent will be able to live a happy life in Bliss, without worrying about food and clothing, singing and dancing, until they themselves do not want to live and choose reincarnation and start a new life. ”

After a pause, Sebas added, "Oh yes, if you can enter the Bliss Realm three times, then you can enter the Sacred Islands, which are the abode of heroes. ”

Char nodded, "Sounds similar to the rest of the mythical Hades." ”

Whether it is the six reincarnations in his hometown, or the eighteen layers of hell, or the legend of weighing the heart and the afterlife in Egyptian mythology, they are essentially the logic of punishing evil and promoting good.

[He has also been to the underworld of the rest of the gods! 】

Sebas's heart was turbulent, but nothing changed on the surface.

Although when he became the god of death, the god generation had already ended, and I don't know how long.

But he could still learn some things about that era from many of his predecessors.

The struggle between theocracy and believers is endless.

Therefore, the relationship between the various god systems is definitely not good.

They are very sensitive to foreign gods entering their own divine domain, let alone the underworld, which is quite special for any god system.

And the person in front of him has not only entered the underworld, but even more than one....

This is something that even the true God cannot do.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at Sebas, who had been silent, Char asked with some confusion.

"No, nothing." Sebas picked up a napp on the side and wiped his mouth, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

"Almost." Char said.

"Then come with me to the next place, this time there will be quite a few people." Sebas said.

"Was it some kind of accident? Or is it an act of God? Char asked.

"We'll find out when you get there."

In the midst of small talk, the two got up from their chairs together and slowly left the place.

Hart in the kitchen had been watching them go, and on the quiet city streets, they walked slowly, except for the people walking around them, with nothing strange except for the people walking around them.

It's like just two ordinary people in the city.

Is it a coincidence?

Hart shook his head as he thought back to the man's words and actions, and the last thing he had said to himself.

Not a coincidence.