Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

It was that deserted future city again.

To be precise, this time the city has not been deserted, the sky is not as gloomy as last time, there is a sun-like light source illuminating the world, and buildings that are full of technology but made into children's graffiti stand everywhere Then, there is a huge electronic screen on the building in the corner of the city, and a baby-faced girl is chanting something solemnly, perhaps because the distance is too far, Caville cannot hear the content of the words.

"Who is that girl? Why does it make me feel guilty?"

There are quite a few familiar faces on the street for Cavel, they have lovely faces, transparent wings like cicada wings and smiling faces. Bringing a dash of dynamism, these carefree teenage girls are all too familiar, and Cavel doesn't have a bad relationship with them.

However, Cavel could not remember who they were.

"Who is it? It feels so familiar, but I just can't remember it."

In the end, he still couldn't remember the identities of these girls with fairy wings. He shook his head, and he began to notice his attire. He was wearing a gray robe like a scholar, not too ostentatious nor It would be too old-fashioned, as if it was tailor-made for him by the world's top fashion designer. When it was opened, it was blank.

"Am I a magic stick now?"

Thinking of this, he began to walk in one direction, which was a building that was incompatible with this city, and it was also the city's most central belief.

That is a church.

"Hello."

By coincidence, Caville saluted towards the church. Several girls who happened to pass by here covered their mouths and laughed lightly. Caville smiled and nodded to them, and they also waved their hands to greet him. They seemed to be talking about something, but unfortunately Caville couldn't hear anything clearly, no, there was indeed a sound that came into his ears , but my brain is refusing to receive the information.

This time, the iron door was not locked, and Cavel entered the interior of this rather classical Western European-style building with a slight push. Like last time, the interior decoration of the church has not changed, and the bottom edge of the silver glass is warm. Under the bright light source, there was an added taste of inviolability. Perhaps because it was morning, he did not see the shadows of other people in the church. Standing alone in such a building, the atmosphere was inexplicably solemn.

"Sure enough..."

That sculpture is still there, illuminated by the warm light in the very center of the church, the sculpture still has no face, the robe and books are somewhat similar to my current shape, but the temperament is very different, one looks full A majestic deity, a lazy big brother next door, there's no comparison between the two, at least in Caville's eyes.

But that wasn't what he cared about.

"The hands are gone."

He walked around to the back of the sculpture, where he didn't see the broken arms like jade lotus roots. The proof of the poignant love was gone, or in other words, the love had not yet fallen to the point of poignancy.

"Is it Bella?"

Those hands were very similar to Bella's.

The last time he came to this dream was when he was dying, Cavill reopened his eyes with Bella's rescue, and then he saw Bella's arms, which were as flawless as the severed arms hugging the sculpture. arm.

"No, how could it be..."

Yes, it's impossible, Bella is still alive, and according to that woman's character, it is impossible for her to fall in love with such an unknown guy, so Caville naturally ruled out such a possibility.

"And if that guy really fell in love with other men suddenly, maybe I will be really disappointed."

Of course, with a little selfishness.

"But speaking of it, I don't even remember what Bella looks like. This dream is really strange."

After turning around the sculpture at last, Cavel bowed and walked slowly towards the door, but this time, there was another person's shadow outside the door.

"Who are you?"

It was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Caville could not describe her appearance in words, and as long as he looked away, he would completely forget her appearance. This damn dream seemed to be trying to prevent him from writing down any information, but he But nothing can be done.

"&*%...&%...%￥"

The girl spoke, although Caville couldn't understand it, but he could see the tears gradually shed from the corners of the girl's eyes, so he reached out and hugged her.

"How can I be so proficient..."

Thinking of this, Cavel's arms became tighter and tighter. This body was really afraid of losing something, so he let his body do whatever he wanted, even if he shed tears when his heart was peaceful, he didn't To wipe, the girl's tears soaked his chest, and his tears soaked the ground under him.

"@#￥%...&*&*"

In his arms, the girl was still talking, but Cavel couldn't understand, so he could only listen to her whisper quietly. It was quite happy to do such a thing, although there was no reason for happiness, but he Still smiling silly, he couldn't find a reason not to smile.

Soon, the girl calmed down, she took Caville's hand and came to the sculpture, as if she was showing off something, she flew into the low air and gestured, only then did Caville realize that she also had a goblin-like face. wing.

"Who the hell are you?"

Is this the first time I've asked this question?

Cavell asked himself, but couldn't find the answer, so he gave up and struggled with it, smiling and looking at the beautiful face of the girl in the low sky.

Then, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"No, wait a minute!"

He shouted, but the girl couldn't hear his voice, so he could only watch helplessly as the girl embraced the sculpture from behind with a happy smile.

"No, I tell you to wait a moment, let go of that statue!"

He took a step to stop the girl, but it was too late.

He could feel that something had come to this world, even though it was only for a short moment, it completely changed the atmosphere of this world, the fresh air was filled with the smell of decay, and the noise outside the church stopped abruptly.

"Do not……"

The girl hugging the statue didn't seem to realize what happened, so she smiled at Cavel, but the smile turned into light spots and scattered towards the sky before it existed for a second.

"Cavill..."

"no no no!"

Caville frantically tried to catch the light flying to the sky, but he couldn't catch anything. The girl disappeared, completely disappeared in this world as if deprived of existence, and only Caville fell down in pain. on the ground.

"Eh?"

At the moment of falling, he saw the waist of the statue.

"Those hands are back..."

……

……

It’s September now, and it’s already the beginning of autumn. Even so, the air is still a little sultry. When Caville got up in the simple tent, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and beside him was a worried man. Lily and Lucy looked at him intently.

"What's the matter, you guys?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Caville smiled, "Why are you looking at me like this? Are you hungry?"

"Teacher, you're having a nightmare." Lily said, she wiped Cavell's face with a wet towel, making her grinning ugly teacher's face stiffen.

"Yes, it was a nightmare."

Cavill did not deny that he did dream about something that made him sad. Someone became an existence more precious than his life, and someone ruthlessly took this existence away. He couldn't remember anyone in the dream. He never remembered what they looked like, so he was very sad and angry.

"Uncle..."

"what happened?"

"You kept yelling 'no' just now, and you yelled very sadly, what did you dream about?"

Caville couldn't answer, not because he deliberately concealed it, but because he really couldn't express the things in his dream to others in words, so he remained silent.

Standing up, Cavel opened the curtain of the tent. Today was a sunny day, and the cloudless blue sky made him feel better. Because they couldn't find a town, they chose a relatively safe river bank with plenty of food. As a sleeping place, there are still unburned firewood from last night on the bank of the river. It's a beautiful day.

"What did you dream about..."

Unlike the futuristic city of the city, the Western European-style churches that can be seen everywhere, the girls who can’t remember what they look like, and the pain of having their hearts taken away, all of these, he can’t tell.

"It's nothing, I just dreamed that you two ran away with other bastards, hahaha..."

"teacher……"

"Okay, I'll make breakfast, let's go after eating, time is running out."

Lily and Lucy still looked worried. Seeing this, Cavel had no choice but to walk towards the river bank after abruptly changing the subject.

"Damn it, who is she?" Caville lowered his head, so sad that he had no doubt that he might cry in the next second.

"Who is it?"

The appearance that I can't remember, the voice I can't hear, the body I can't hug, what is the identity of the girl who makes me so sad.

He covered his head in pain, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Lily, Lucy." Caville lowered his head so that the two girls could not see his expression clearly, "You wait here for a while, it seems that some unexpected guests have come to trouble us."

"Wait a minute, teacher!"

It's a pity that before Lily finished speaking, Caville had disappeared in place, leaving only Lily and Lucy with serious faces looking at each other.

……

……

It was a group of a dozen or so knights in black armor. Their heavy helmets covered their entire faces. They walked silently on the road, like the god of death who came to harvest life.

And Cavell was standing in front of them.

"Oh? Not an adventurer." The person who came was not his old acquaintance, which made Cavel a little surprised, but they did have obvious hostility, and that was enough.

"Let me see, level 45, level 50, level 48... all have the strength of a high-level knight, your master is really willing."

The black knights still didn't speak. After the knight walking in the front waved their hands, they pulled out their long swords from their waists in an instant. From this point of view, they are obviously specially trained for assassination.

This is a group of assassins wearing knight armor.

"It's really a lack of aesthetic feeling. Let me think about it, I will do such a thing, ah ~ I know, you are from..."

"on!"

The knight who was obviously the leader spoke, and then the black gods of death waved their swords and attacked Cavel.

"It seems that you are in a bad mood, that's right, you wouldn't be very happy to be sent to such a remote place to perform a mission." Cavel smiled, but the smile looked cold no matter how you looked.

"But." A small flame appeared in his hand, and the knights were instantly frozen in the air.

"My pain is above yours!!!"