Chapter: 2968
"It's our honor. May His Highness return to the throne of the 'Great Ruler of the Spirit World' soon." Qiguang stood up at the same time, and responded with a warm attitude.
Is this cursing me to death? Klein made fun of himself, and politely sent off the seven clean lights.
Then, he turned on "Teleportation" again, and returned to a secluded alley in Backlund.
Pressing the top hat on his head, Klein strolled to the street.
The first thing that caught his eyes were people in various states and the hustle and bustle that formed the heat wave.
He saw some people wearing linen clothes and using saws and other tools to cut unusually tall trees in groups of three or four. Some people formed a team and were busy repairing houses on the street that had not suffered much damage. Dixie pies and sweet iced tea, passing him in a hurry, seemed to be rushing to their jobs. Some people drove a cart, carrying grain, meat and vegetables to different places...
Although most of these people were poorly dressed, with many traces of stitching, and some numbness and pain remained on their faces, the vitality emanating from their bodies seemed to intertwine into a light of hope before Klein's eyes, tenacious The earth overflows with the exuberance of life.
They are like the grasses trying to push away the stones after the cold winter.
Klein slowed down and stared deeply at the lively scene.
Although he didn't see the miserable world in the later period of the war with his own eyes, he heard many details from Miss Justice and Leonard. Moreover, he had traveled in the darker and more depressing Land Abandoned by God before. Inevitably there will be some uncontrollable feelings.
Spring is coming.
Klein's expression gradually relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
He walked through the streets and alleys under reconstruction after the war, all the way to St. Samuel's Church in the North District.
The square here is full of potholes, and the workers are doing preliminary cleaning. A small number of white pigeons returned from nowhere and landed in the familiar area again.
Klein looked around but couldn't find the vendor, so he took some food from the historical projection and threw it on the ground.
As the pigeons flew in one after another, he crossed the square, entered the church where the bell tower was being repaired, and sat in the front row of the big prayer hall.
Glancing at the holy emblem surrounded by stars and the crimson moon, Klein took off his hat, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes in the peaceful environment.
His emotions gradually settled, and he felt like he was really praying.
At this time, Leonard, who had grown black hair and darkened his blue eyes a little, was wearing a black windbreaker and red gloves. He came in through the gate, walked to his side along the aisle, and sat on the chair two seats away from him. on, and began to pray.
In absolute silence, Klein opened his eyes, stood up, put on his hat, and passed in front of Leonard.
When he was about to reach the door, Leonard slowly got up and followed behind.
The two of them came to the corner of the square outside in a short time.
Looking at the few white pigeons on the ground, Leonard seemed to be talking to himself: "I am already a senior deacon of the 'Nighthawks', and I will return to the Holy Church to study for a period of time in two days and receive the corresponding Holy Spirit things."
In the final stage of the war, he was promoted in the line of fire and became the "Night Watchman" of Sequence 4.
"You don't seem too happy." Klein, who was standing beside Leonard, said without turning his head, looking at the white pigeon.
Leonard laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have no right to be unhappy.
"I was just wondering, the battle of gods ended so soon, and the result was unexpected, does it mean that the previous defeat and the difficulties everyone suffered were just bait?"
"Before today, I thought the same way you did, and I was puzzled and resentful, but now, I'm a little confused. Maybe, yes, it's a necessity." Klein didn't hide his feelings.
Leonard was quiet for two seconds, looked down at the white pigeon hovering in his footsteps and said: "The old man said the same..."
Before Klein could say anything else, he glanced sideways at his former colleague and said, "You have become an angel?" JrNovels.com
Is this cursing me to death? Klein made fun of himself, and politely sent off the seven clean lights.
Then, he turned on "Teleportation" again, and returned to a secluded alley in Backlund.
Pressing the top hat on his head, Klein strolled to the street.
The first thing that caught his eyes were people in various states and the hustle and bustle that formed the heat wave.
He saw some people wearing linen clothes and using saws and other tools to cut unusually tall trees in groups of three or four. Some people formed a team and were busy repairing houses on the street that had not suffered much damage. Dixie pies and sweet iced tea, passing him in a hurry, seemed to be rushing to their jobs. Some people drove a cart, carrying grain, meat and vegetables to different places...
Although most of these people were poorly dressed, with many traces of stitching, and some numbness and pain remained on their faces, the vitality emanating from their bodies seemed to intertwine into a light of hope before Klein's eyes, tenacious The earth overflows with the exuberance of life.
They are like the grasses trying to push away the stones after the cold winter.
Klein slowed down and stared deeply at the lively scene.
Although he didn't see the miserable world in the later period of the war with his own eyes, he heard many details from Miss Justice and Leonard. Moreover, he had traveled in the darker and more depressing Land Abandoned by God before. Inevitably there will be some uncontrollable feelings.
Spring is coming.
Klein's expression gradually relaxed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
He walked through the streets and alleys under reconstruction after the war, all the way to St. Samuel's Church in the North District.
The square here is full of potholes, and the workers are doing preliminary cleaning. A small number of white pigeons returned from nowhere and landed in the familiar area again.
Klein looked around but couldn't find the vendor, so he took some food from the historical projection and threw it on the ground.
As the pigeons flew in one after another, he crossed the square, entered the church where the bell tower was being repaired, and sat in the front row of the big prayer hall.
Glancing at the holy emblem surrounded by stars and the crimson moon, Klein took off his hat, clasped his hands, and closed his eyes in the peaceful environment.
His emotions gradually settled, and he felt like he was really praying.
At this time, Leonard, who had grown black hair and darkened his blue eyes a little, was wearing a black windbreaker and red gloves. He came in through the gate, walked to his side along the aisle, and sat on the chair two seats away from him. on, and began to pray.
In absolute silence, Klein opened his eyes, stood up, put on his hat, and passed in front of Leonard.
When he was about to reach the door, Leonard slowly got up and followed behind.
The two of them came to the corner of the square outside in a short time.
Looking at the few white pigeons on the ground, Leonard seemed to be talking to himself: "I am already a senior deacon of the 'Nighthawks', and I will return to the Holy Church to study for a period of time in two days and receive the corresponding Holy Spirit things."
In the final stage of the war, he was promoted in the line of fire and became the "Night Watchman" of Sequence 4.
"You don't seem too happy." Klein, who was standing beside Leonard, said without turning his head, looking at the white pigeon.
Leonard laughed self-deprecatingly: "I have no right to be unhappy.
"I was just wondering, the battle of gods ended so soon, and the result was unexpected, does it mean that the previous defeat and the difficulties everyone suffered were just bait?"
"Before today, I thought the same way you did, and I was puzzled and resentful, but now, I'm a little confused. Maybe, yes, it's a necessity." Klein didn't hide his feelings.
Leonard was quiet for two seconds, looked down at the white pigeon hovering in his footsteps and said: "The old man said the same..."
Before Klein could say anything else, he glanced sideways at his former colleague and said, "You have become an angel?" JrNovels.com
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