Plural Apostles

"Sakura..." Yae Sanji's weak voice interrupted Yae Sakura's words, and he said slowly, "Go... hurry and take Rin away... If you find the little brother... go with him..."

"...Grandpa, I..."

"Let's go!" Yae Sanji coughed violently, "Ahem, you...ahem, don't you listen to grandpa?!"

"Okay! Let's go, I'll go!" Little Yae Sakura hurriedly nodded vigorously, tears fell from the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

"Well... let's go, go outside... go outside... the village chief is crazy... cough cough... those people are also crazy... the sacrifice of living people... my Yae village... cough cough... after all... I need blood to pay..." Yae Sanji sighed weakly, "Yae Village has changed... Xiao Ying, take Xiao Rin away, go as far as possible, and never come back... Cough cough... "

"Okay! Grandpa, woo woo woo..."

"To see the samurai you like... Take Xiao Lin to find a good doctor... Heal the disease... Go to the outside world... Go... Go, don't come back... Don't come back... Even outside... ...cough cough, the world is difficult and dangerous...It's better than staying here...cough cough..."

Yae Sanji exhorted sentence by sentence, like returning to the light: "Remember...if you find the little brother...just go with him...if you don't find it...just go by yourself...the sooner you go, the better...you meet people outside... Don't trust their words...it's best not to go to the big cities...to find other villages...there are always kind people...ahem..."

"Grandpa, woo woo woo..." Little Yae Sakura broke down in tears.

"Let's go, Sakura..." Yae Sanji said weakly, "I... soon... don't stay here... hurry... don't let grandpa... be... sad in the end, go... go... go... go..."

The old man kept repeating a word, and his sanity seemed to start to blur. The little Yae Sakura gritted her teeth, touched her tears, turned her head and rushed out of the house with all her strength, looked back at the gate of the courtyard, and then turned to the Yae Shrine without looking back. run in the direction of...

A truly respectable old man, the more he knows, the more he sees things, he is not a conservative and stubborn old man.

"Go...go...go...go..."

Yae Sanji lay on the tatami, repeating the word hoarsely and weakly. He had already seen his own death, but at this moment, he still couldn't let go of the little Yae Sakura and Yae Rin who were like his own granddaughters.

The worry from the heart is like a rope, tying him to the world, but the impermanence of life and death is innumerable, he is like a dying candle in the wind, inevitably slipping to the underworld little by little.

Everything in front of me began to be blurred, and even the thoughts in my mind began to become chaotic. Fragments of the past floated in front of my eyes stiffly, as if I had gone through my whole life in an instant...

Faintly, the old man seemed to feel that someone was holding his palm, holding it very hard.

"Go... go..."

The man said softly: "Old man, Xiao Ying and Xiao Lin will be fine, you can leave with peace of mind."

The old man's eyelids trembled twice, his chaotic eyes slowly closed, and with the last of his strength, he tightly grasped the man's palm.

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The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the water in the Shiomi River has completely dried up, and the crops in the fields beside the river are wilting.

Seeing that if there is no more watering, Yae Village will have no production this year, so what if a little water storage is prepared in advance?People will die if they don't drink water, and they will die if they don't eat, and if the drought continues, even that little water won't last long.

People are fragile and tenacious, and Yae Village is extremely vulnerable in the face of drought.

Heat, drought, crop failures, water shortages...

Panic filled Yae Village, and every villager began to shake in his heart. How many people in the village can survive if this continues?Due to Siegfried's disappearance and the one-day digging that failed to produce any water from the well, and at the same time the divine lord's proposal, the matter of digging the well was directly thrown aside...

Sacrifice living people to pray to the fox god for rain...

With a human life in front of them, every villager is struggling and hesitant. After all, among the sacrifices they have experienced, there is no experience of asking for rain with a living person, but this is what the god master said, and it is what the god master proposed to make the fox god Rainfall idea.

Take the girl as a sacrifice, and the witch presides over the sacrifice, and you can get the fox god to rain.

Sacrifice a girl in exchange for a rain that saves the whole village... Like the tram problem, one person and one person pull the lever to switch tracks and one person dies, and one person dies if the lever is not pulled, so who should you choose? ?

When there is no completely moral option, people will be in a dilemma of choice, because no matter who they choose, it seems immoral. Whether it is to pull or not to pull, it is not moral. Do nothing.

In this predicament, the people on the tram hope not to pull it, and the people tied to the track hope to pull it. At this time, the villagers of Yae Village are the people on the tram, and they can decide whether to pull it or not. .

The disaster is imminent. As time goes by, the drought becomes more and more serious. It can be said that the horrible future of extinction and starvation is already in front of us.

The villagers of Yae Village finally made a decision.

Law is essentially something that serves the ruling class, and morality is essentially something that serves the majority.

There is also an interesting experiment, if the people tied to the rails are their relatives and friends, then most people will choose to pull the lever and let a car of people die.

So, most humans are an inherently selfish species.

Today was the day when the sacrificial ceremony began. The villagers kept all the children at home, and then came to the clean and spacious platform built for the sacrificial ceremony on weekdays.

The villagers stood silently under the sacrificial platform, with their heads lowered, as if they could avoid the guilt that kept emerging in their hearts by not looking at the scene above.

On the platform, the god master held the sacrificial saber Sakura Fubuki in his hand, and beside him stood the little Yae Sakura with his head bowed and silent, while the pale and weak Yae Rin was tied to a wooden stake.

Did you not come...

The god master glanced expressionlessly at the silent villagers below, and said loudly, "Now, prepare to sacrifice to the fox god."

The villagers knelt down silently one by one, facing the platform where the ceremony started, trying to convince themselves to clear up the guilt in their hearts.

There is no way...

"Sakura." The Divine Lord called out briefly and indifferently, and handed the knife in his hand to the little Yae Sakura behind him.

Little Yae Sakura's body was stiff, she bowed her head and stood on the spot, fingers clutching the chin of her maiden uniform.

"Don't forget your duty as a witch..." The god lord narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you don't come, then I will come, but I'm not a witch, if the fox god doesn't rain because of it..."

"I... come!" Little Yae Sakura's voice trembled, her small hands stiffly grasped the handle of Sakura Fubuki's knife, and then turned around a little bit, facing Yae Rin who was tied to the stake.

She is late.

Listening to the last words of Yae Sanji, I ran all the way back to the Yae Shrine, but what I saw was the god who stayed with Yae Rin. The escape plan had not started yet, and she died. In the next few days, she and Yae Rin were locked in the shrine. There are villagers watching over them day and night. Two little girls, one of whom is still very sick, how can they escape?