The next night, Misaki City once again ushered in a snowy night for the first time in a long time, but unlike the last time when she had to participate in the decisive battle facing death with faith, Aoko, who can now rest peacefully in the Western-style pavilion, only feels very happy.

"Youzhu, I'm here!"

Pushing open the door, the magic envoy saw that the temple had already laid everything out.

Maybe it's because she's too relaxed, Aoko always feels that Miss Witch's emotionless black pupils are swaying with some strange light, and her breathing is a little heavy, and her black hair hangs on her moist red lips, as if she just got up.

"You're here, Aoko."

The witch hurriedly stood up, her back straight, as if to cover something, but the few short steps still made her stumble.

This reaction made Aoko Aosaki look at her friend a little strangely, although her physique was relatively weak, her friend in her impression was obviously not so fragile.

"Youzhu, did you hurt your back today?"

"Woo......"

Hearing Aoko's inquiry, a blush suddenly appeared on Youzhu's delicate face like a doll.

"It's just...... It's just a bit overactive. ”

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu tried her best to pretend to be casual, but the act of subconsciously lifting the hair hanging down her ears still made the witch with a classical atmosphere a little more beautiful like a fairy.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and that friend who is as pure as a princess has become more feminine than her, is it really talented?

Qingzi was secretly taken aback, and her face was a little confused.

"Leave this alone, do you want something to drink...... I might stay a little longer tonight, so let's rehydrate a little. ”

"I don't have a choice, do I...... After all, there are no options other than black tea in this room. ”

"People can live as long as they rely on black tea."

"Where are you an alien!"

Although they had been much colder before, they quickly regained their daily atmosphere because they both felt guilty about neglecting their friends.

Aoko Aosaki skillfully picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

In this Kuenji mansion, which lacks heating facilities, this hot tea is the best source of soothing the body and mind.

"Whew..."

Aoko sighed in satisfaction, only to find that the witch did not taste as usual, but stared at her movements.

"Youzhu...... What's wrong? ”

Thinking of Roland's pretended mysterious words yesterday, Aozaki Aoko suddenly felt that the air on this snowy night had become a little viscous.

This is some rather ominous premonition.

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu's face also rarely showed some kind of strange emotion, although it was only a flash, but Aoko Aosaki could be sure that he was not dazzled.

"Sure enough, I still have to apologize...... I'm sorry, Aoko. ”

The witch lady's voice was as light as a mosquito, and the magician was no longer in the mood to pay attention, she stared at the young man who was standing in the darkless dark part of the room at some point, smiling, and turned all the shame in her heart into a vicious glare.

——

When Aoko Aozaki woke up again, she began to reflect deeply on what she had done.

It turns out that it is such a wonderful feeling to be 'betrayed' by a close friend, but from a practical point of view, it should be considered an assist.

However, this is obviously not a trick that a restrained witch can come up with, it will only be the work of that bastard, and from yesterday's movements, it seems that this guy has already started to eat both ends.

Now that the last barrier on the bright side has been broken, it is estimated that neither he nor Youzhu can escape the palm of Roland's hand, and can only live a life of singing night after night......

As soon as she thought of this, Aoko Aosaki felt her scalp tingle, on the one hand, as the character with the closest moral concept to human beings and the highest level of common sense in this foreign museum, she felt extremely ashamed of stepping on this kind of battlefield with her former friends, even if she was as cheeky as Aoko.

And on the other hand...... It's because the distorted idea of 'it seems to be good like this' born from the depths of her heart has been deeply rooted in her mind, and it is beginning to fight fiercely against the common sense in her heart.

Although since yesterday, Qingzi has already had a premonition about this situation.

But there is no way, that horse charm is too foul, completely cured or something, people can't get out if they want to.

Thinking of this, Aoko Aosaki wants to move her body, but this idea is still a little difficult for a body that has become numb as if she accidentally pressed her hand while sleeping.

And just when Qingzi was distressed, another voice suddenly came from the side.

Miss Magician was startled at first, thinking that Roland was back to heal, and in the cyan pupils that were always fearless, there was a rare hint of fear.

However, through that kind of whispering and gentle movement, she soon discovered that the person who came to her side was Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple.

Although I wanted to say something like a betrayer, but remembering the experience of stealing food yesterday, Aoko Aosaki didn't do anything, just sighed.

At this time, Kuenji Youzhu also helped up Aoko's body, because of the afterglow of last night, the magic made the young lady still maintain a lying position, pouting high, like a female leopard hunting.

After he was straightened, Qingzi smacked his lips, turned his neck with difficulty, looked at the witch who skillfully sorted out the traces on her body, and spoke.

"What was that yesterday?"

"Special potion."

"The witch is so easy to use, even this kind of thing can be made."

These words were half ridicule and half sarcasm, which made the movements of Yuzhu of Jiuyuan Temple pause slightly.

"Although I can't make up for it now, I still have to explain that in this matter, I was only like this at first because I couldn't resist him."

"In the beginning......

Aoko muttered in her usual tone, "It seems that Youzhu has hidden a lot of things from me." ”

"It's the same for you, my potions don't have a mind-manipulating effect, and they don't manipulate your actions......"

Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu said in a cold tone as always.

"So, Aoko, why are you so skilled...... How many times have you done it with Roland? ”

Aoko Aozaki didn't answer, just tilted her head slightly.

But many times, default is an answer in itself.

The witch didn't go on the offensive either, after all, she did act as an accomplice.

After calming down, the two girls had a certain understanding of each other, but because they were both proud of their personalities, they refused to be the first to bow their heads in such an awkwardness.

But fortunately, because of Roland's existence, this opportunity for reconciliation is not as many, at least it can be seen everywhere.

"After all, I can't bear to see a pair of rare friends who are estranged from me, and I don't need to thank me... Eh, why are you looking at me like that? ”

A few days later, before the next weekend, because of the sacrifice of the kind-hearted Roland, the two girls finally returned to their original state of talking about everything, which is really gratifying.

And, maybe it's because of habit, or maybe the final fate is much the same, Qingzi and Youzhu have become more tacit.

However, the two were not at all happy about this unexpected joy.

But Roland is still happy to see this change, and even very happy.

Needless to say, this happy result is needless to say.

Roland looked at the girls who were lying in the room, their delicate faces were as gorgeous and charming as blooming roses, feeling the fragrance that was gradually spreading, making people feel slightly drunk, and stroked their hair with some reluctance, and closed the door of the room in the inaudible and lovely snoring.

Putting this precious moment aside, except for the pity for Aoko and Youzhu.

"Whew, it's almost time, it's time to get down to business."

Although it is in line with Roland's style to stop time acceleration for the sake of cute beautiful girls, not going back to the point in time before his time travel is also in line with Roland's style.

But his original intention to stop Heaven this time was not for this purpose, but because of a simple original intention.

- He has to fulfill a promise.

Those who survived in the old universe and whose fate had changed because of contact with Roland will still retain their previous memories and states.

But the characters who died in the old universe will produce a plausible existence in the new universe, but this is not absolute, for some important characters who carry fate, if they do not deliberately interfere, they will still be born according to the times, and forge ahead in the fixed fate.

Roland was just waiting for this moment, in order not to let any butterfly effect interfere in the process, he would rather spend time in Misaki City slowly than cause unnecessary interference before this.

——

In the church, where the sunlight shines through the colored windows, Yan Feng Qili is praying sincerely.

This is a church in France where Yan Feng Qili is currently being practiced.

Although from a common sense point of view, for Yan Fengqili, who has made a lot of contributions as an elite agent, such an arrangement is inevitably a bit overkill.

But for true believers, this quiet life will lead to a deeper understanding of the teachings.

For Yan Feng Qili, the same is naturally true, he has no reason not to have faith.

Whether it is his family background as a descendant of the Templar Church, as well as the education and environment he received since childhood, it has profoundly affected his personality.

The most important thing is that for him, who has never been able to find inner peace, faith is the only existence where he can pin hope.

"Lord, please teach me."

Standing under the sacred cross, Yan Feng Qili prayed as usual.

"Why do people have luck and misfortune, and what is true happiness?"

It was a question he had been lurking in his heart, and he had tried all the means he could to find the answer, but he still found nothing.

What's even more bizarre is that in the process, he touched something like fate for the first time.

Since becoming a substitute, he has a faint and inexplicable awareness in his heart about what he will encounter next, as if he has already experienced it once.

But no matter what means are used, except for the sense of déjà vu that cannot be eliminated, the only thing he can feel is the flawedness of his own nature.

As a believer, Yan Feng Qili is much more sensitive than ordinary people, and he also has the consciousness of being willing to pay, so after experiencing a period of apocalypse and realizing that what he did next was useless, he gradually understood his essence.

Yan Feng Qili is a scumbag who can only get pleasure and happiness from pain, and can never be redeemed.

This is determined by nature and cannot be compensated for with hard work.

This distorted nature is like a nightmare that cannot be woken up from to the pious Yan Feng Qili.

But Yan Feng Qili still did not give up, and after marrying his terminally ill wife, he tried to love his wife as much as possible, but nothing changed.

The same is true of the birth of her daughter, before the birth of the new life that inherited her, Yan Feng Qili realized that the existence of the other party could not save herself.

And as his daughter grew up, he finally understood one thing.

The fate of a person named Yanfeng Qili is gradually coming to an end.

The two-year married life is coming to an end, and even if he changes something from before, the result will not change at all.

Today is his customary day to visit her in the ward, and when he arrives, in order to deny that he cannot be happy, his dying wife will commit suicide to prove this fallacy.

Of course, this is still just useless work.

Immediately, after her suicide, her fate will come to an irreparable end.

From his family, to his children, to the future, the happiness he longed for will always be flawed and will continue to fall.

Thinking of this fate, Yan Feng Qili's face was slightly darkened.

But perhaps, this will be the fate of a scum like himself, even if he has not done a single evil deed in the past thirty years, but his nature is destined to die with pain and sorrow even if he does good deeds in his life.

Yan Feng Qili stood up and walked towards the door outside the church without saying a word.

If you want to live, you have to face these realities, even though that's the last thing you want, it's something you hate and you want to avoid......

But no matter what, since the matter is a foregone conclusion, there will always be a moment when even evasion is not allowed, and you can only face it.

No one understands these teachings from the Lord better than Yan Feng Qili, but at this moment, for some reason, every step he takes is very slow.

This is to give yourself some more time to pray.

With the most pious attitude in his life, Yan Feng Qili began to pray for mercy from the high gods.

Whoever it is, if there really is a god in the world, then please give him a little hope.

Save his wife from a terminal illness, save his daughter's future, save his ...... Destiny.

Of course, in the end, it was just constant disappointment.

In the last thirty years, no one has responded to him, and no superfluous revelations have emerged along the way.

Maybe it's not there, maybe it's too lazy to take care of it.

After all, if God's miracles were so easy to appear, his story would not be called a myth.

Yan Feng Qili stared at the door in front of him with indifferent eyes, and slowly pushed it open.

But to his surprise, outside the door of the church, a strange young man was already standing at some point.

He has a dignified appearance that is easy to make people feel close, but what attracts Yan Fengqili more than these is the other party's eyes.

What existed there was a pure and cold gem, like a rust stained by blood, and the eyes that made everyone who saw it tremble.

Under the gaze of these pair of eyes, just not being confused by that sense of sacredness had already made Yan Feng Qili do his best.

It was the first time the elite agent had fought countless battles to feel the pressure.

Murderers, monsters, demons, gods?

Wrong...... None of these things are enough to describe.

He exhaled deeply, watching the young man tilt his head in confusion, Yan Feng Qili could be regarded as finding himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm the priest here, Yan Fengqili...... This church is not open today, so please come back another day. ”

"It's okay, I'm not here to pray," the young man shook his head and smiled kindly. "Besides, I should say that the person I'm sorry for is me, because I went to the hospital a little late."

"I'm Roland, so let's ask again after a long absence

- Yan Feng Qili, do you believe in gravity? ”

It's been reviewed, it's a little late, this volume is over, and a new volume will be opened tomorrow.

(End of chapter)