�Compared to the pain of living, it�s like a cigarette.�You really can�t last long.�

Gaold lowered his gaze.

�Are you afraid?�I mean die.�

It wasn�t something to ask Buddha, but that�s why Gaold wanted to hear it himself.

�Nothing.�Life and death are not different.�

Gaold exhaled a long cigarette smoke and said, looking at the wide open horizon.

�����Just, don�t you want to live?�Throwing away balls and everything, frying and roasting, and running into people.�

Kang Nan�s eyes were locked in sorrow.

�I guess so.�

How can you hate me?

�Actually, you are the person I want to die the most.�And me����.�

He was the one who understood Gaold�s feelings most deeply.

�My thoughts don�t change.�Your pain can be said to be endless, but you chose life nonetheless����.�

Red liquid soaked in blood flowed from Nane�s eyes as he recalled his life as a sentient being.

�Not everyone in the world is as strong as you.�

Even if the weight of pain is the same, not everyone endures with a strong will.

�����I guess so.�

Gaold, who thought of death as many times as he took a breath, couldn�t have known that fact.

�Patience.�What�s so complicated?�

Gaold threw away his cigarette.

�What�s so important about other people suffering?�So what�s your pain?�Why do you live so hard?�

I was adamant.

�Because I know that�s right.�

Knowing he couldn�t change Nane�s mind, Gaold remained silent for a long time.

�no way?�

Miro suddenly felt uneasy at the thought that Gaold might keep Nane alive.

�The chain of action of the law.�

If Buddha exists, Yahweh also exists, and in the end, good cannot erase evil until the end.

�I will do it myself.�

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