Plural Apostles

"How can there be no living up to expectations, bastard father, you are not far from Alzheimer's disease, right?"

A bouquet of white lilies was placed next to the gardenias, and the crisp voice was full of emotion: "That... Ben... ahem, I'm here to see you, and by the way, take a look at this crying man."

"Oh, you are here." Siegfried Kaslana smiled. He didn't look back, but just looked at the tombstone and blinked vigorously, "Qiana, call mom."

Qiyana put a small incense burner in front of the tombstone, she squatted down, inserted a few sticks of incense into it, her bangs covered her eyes.

Light a few sticks of incense with a lighter, and a little smoke rises up.

"I heard that there is such a custom in Shenzhou... Besides, Miss Ben is not afraid to grab some things from that guy."

Siegfried Kaslana sighed.

"Qiana always digs into some subtleties, you just need to get used to it, bro." Siegfried next to him squatted down and put a burning incense in his hand into the incense burner, "She will cry sooner or later, and she will definitely won't be late."

Kiyana looked at the tombstone and snorted, "Hmph, as long as you know."

"Because it's a god." Siegfried smiled casually, "Sirin, burn some incense."

The purple-haired girl in the back folded her hands, her brows fluttered. She hesitated for a while before taking a piece of incense from Siegfried's hand and gently inserting it on the incense burner: "In short... I don't regret what happened back then. If you If you want revenge, just come to me, I will show mercy for the time being."

It may be spoken to the dead in the tomb, or it may be spoken to the living paying homage to the dead.

"It's boring."

Siegfried Kaslana just looked at the name on the tombstone calmly, his mood was unexpectedly calm, so calm that he himself felt a little surprised and funny.

Siegfried handed him a stack of papers: "Burn some paper, it's a custom in China."

"Siegfried... After I was free, I thought about a lot of things." Siegfried Kaslana slowly tore the paper, "For human beings, love can easily turn into hate... As long as there is a person who does not hesitate to do evil deeds that hurt others for his own wishes, then this hatred will continue to be passed on, from Honkai to him, from him to her, from her to me..."

"In the end, the chains of hatred will bind everyone tightly. It is a hell that will never be restored. As long as there is love, everyone will eventually live in hatred... As a god, can you give me a perfect answer? ? How to eradicate human hatred.”

Siegfried smiled: "What do you think?"

"I'm tired, too many things have made me too tired." Siegfried Kaslana silently lit the paper in his hand, watching the flames burn them into ashes little by little, "I don't want to go to the Revenge on someone, the past is too heavy and cumbersome, if I move, it will bring the pain of many people, as well as my own pain... Just like this, let me quietly wait for Cecilia."

"Cecilia has been reincarnated?"

"Well, there is no her soul in the underworld."

"Then I will definitely find her in the future. You also have your responsibilities. It is enough to leave this kind of thing to my husband."

"That probability is very low."

"Is it? lol."

Siegfried Kaslana smiled, making Qiyana's eyes a little sour. She opened her mouth subconsciously, but after seeing Siegfried shaking his head silently, she couldn't help closing her mouth. Clenched your fist lightly.

what a terrible world...

Sirin stood by the side for a while, then walked to the other side a little further away, silently watching the withered and blooming cherry trees.

"You're here, bastard and Siegfried."

Not knowing who or whom she was talking about, Teresa walked over, staring at the tombstone calmly and silently: "Your daughter is here."

Siegfried Kaslana turned her head and looked at the white-haired girl standing straight beside Teresa, holding a bouquet of cherry blossoms in her hand: "You are here."

"Sister." Kiyana looked at the censer that was emitting wisps of smoke, "Come here and burn incense."

"no need."

In a flat and cold voice, Kiana Shaniat came up and put the bouquet of cherry blossoms in her hand in front of the tombstone, and then she calmly looked at the name engraved on the tombstone.

A gust of wind blows, ashes rise from the tombstone and fly in another direction, cherry blossoms and rain fall.

Teresa sighed a little. Wearing a nun's attire, she knelt in front of the tombstone, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes: "God, I pray to you..."

Siegfried nodded: "Listen."

"May there be no more suffering in this world."

"Your wish is too great, I can't realize it." Siegfried smiled in a low voice, "I still want to find someone to fulfill this wish."

"It's enough for you to think that."

Teresa stood up, folded her hands, and sighed with frustration: "I'm not suitable here, and there are still many things I need to deal with later, that... I'll go first."

Who in this world can give the right answer to those questions that have only wrong answers...

"Theresa, she won't blame you." Siegfried Kaslana looked down at the tombstone, "Aren't you going to stay a little longer?"

"I will blame myself... From now on, the only thing I can do for her is to work hard to realize the world she expects. So I will go back and get busy, goodbye."

Teresa turned and left the cemetery on the back mountain. She looked back at the people in front of the tombstone and couldn't help sighing again.

I'm sorry, Cecilia, I'm really sorry...

What I promised you, I did nothing...

Just let this guilt accompany me, the world you want to see, I will make it more beautiful than you can imagine, all I can do is to make this sad thing won't be happening again...

She was walking down the mountain with a small figure.

God, please hear my prayer...

May the light of the stars soothe the sorrows of the wandering.