Worrying about grandma and thinking about these things at the same time, she's such a bitch.

End of this chapter

Really... only one time palace has been restored.

Xia Ye stood at the window of a certain floor of the Temple of Time and looked out. At a glance, there was no grass growing, as if the Temple of Time was built in the center of the desert.

From here, people could see people coming and going, and the bustling streets, but now there is only a dead silence, and there is not even any ecology.

Before, the entire city of Taim was destroyed, whether it was the nobles who held their heads high every day, or the poor who were troubled by three meals a day, including the old lady whose clothes were stolen by Xia Ye...

No one was spared, this is the tragedy of the little people.

The city turned into a distorted appearance, innocent human beings turned into irrational monsters, and even every plant and tree got the right to move and fight.

This kind of place naturally doesn't need to exist in the world anymore.

Astrid couldn't restore it, she could only completely destroy the place, although she didn't know how she managed to become like this in an instant.

Only the place under this holy place can be recovered, and the world-famous "Ark" of great achievements does not know where Astrid hid.

Naturally, the holy feast could not continue, but this festival has truly ushered in its holy moment.

However, probably the instant disappearance of Taim City will soon spread in this world.

A sense of sadness welled up in Xia Ye's heart, and the people in the Temple of Time were also lifeless at this time.

Within a hundred miles, they became the last creatures.

Facing such a catastrophic power, their holy servants who saved the world were like a joke, and they couldn't protect anything.

The girl was wearing the skirt of the holy maid and walked in the same corridor as before. After living here for nearly a week, she never took a good look at this place, so naturally she didn't have any nostalgia.

This troublesome dress is probably the last time I wear it... I should keep the one that Mir sewed for him first.

"..."

The girl returned to her bedroom.

There is no slight change here, as if it has never been destroyed.

Opening the door, she saw that Camilla was already sitting on the bed, and her body had almost recovered. She looked at her with a smile: "Miss Xia Ye...are you leaving?"

"Yeah." Xia Ye was a little surprised that Camilla knew she was leaving.

……

……

In Chloe's bedroom, Chloe was reading a book on the bed with difficulty.

Suddenly, the wall with the daylight window shattered with a "boom", and the dust covered the entire room, almost scaring Chloe into drawing his gun.

This is already a terrorist attack!

The smoke gradually dispersed, revealing the culprit inside.

In the past, Mir was a bad boy who would knock down the door every time he entered someone's house. Later, he realized his mistake deeply and restrained himself a lot. After all...

Who the hell walk through the door when there is a wall?

Chloe got off the bed angrily, put on her slippers, picked up a broom and pointed at Mir: "You prodigal son? If you break the wall, where will you live? If you don't sleep, I will sleep!"

Mir waved his hand indifferently: "That's okay, anyway, I'm leaving today, and you're the only one who can't live."

"Oh? Really, that's really great." Chloe put the broom back, and her irritable expression returned to calm, "Then I can finally be a little cleaner by myself."

"..."

Chloe sat back down again and kicked off her slippers, not paying any attention to the fact that Mir had made a more profound contribution to the lighting in her room.

"What book are you reading?" Mir sat next to Chloe and leaned over, although he couldn't understand the words in this world.

Chloe blushed a little: "It's a book for learning characters... I'm going to try to learn witchcraft."

"Oh——" Mir became bored in an instant. He walked to his bed that he had never used for sleeping, and picked out the "Double Brush" that was only activated once from under the bed.

Mir sized them up with dead fish eyes.

Although I thought it was fun at first, it was actually very tasteless to him, and he didn't look good... I think Chloe's revolver looks better, and it is more in line with the steampunk style of painting.

Hmm... When Taim City was still there, he went shopping and bought a lot of related souvenirs at low prices, but the gun is a good thing.

Mir curled his lips, and then threw it directly at Chloe: "This one doesn't work, so I'll give it to you."

Chloe quickly caught the gun in fright, and then looked at Mir angrily: "Idiot! What if it goes off?"

Mir ignored her, but went straight to the only table in the room, and picked up Chloe's revolver on the table: "You still look good... you shoot very fast, Mr. Mir Requisitioned!"

After speaking, he took it and ran away, without any sign of seeking Chloe's opinion.

!!!

"Hey!" Chloe ran after her barefoot, but just after she got to the door, she sprained her foot again.

Unlucky.

"Don't run in the corridor!" Chloe held the door and shouted to Mir's back, "Also, get along with your sister!"

After shouting, she sat on the ground weakly, and took out the two pistols that Mir had just thrown to her to look at: "Fool, I can't use these two with my hand strength."

However, exchanging gifts or something...is something only friends do.

"Do you want to make friends with God..." Chloe wiped the gun in her hand.

When these holy attendants were stuck in the Holy Land, the ghost hit the wall and the holy attendants, who were already depressed because of the destruction of Taim City, collapsed even more.

Chloe walked forward with Camilla on her back, passing people who were standing still several times, and no one knew whether she had a mental breakdown or was determined.

Like to do meaningless stupid things, this is young people.

Her spirit seems to have infected many people, and more and more people choose to follow her, although they can see those who stop and rest every time.

What supports her is not only a strong desire to survive, but also a longing for the Holy Land.

Since she was a child, she has believed that as long as she is a good person, the gods will take care of her sooner or later. She has always believed so, and she aspires to become a priest, to bless everyone instead of the gods, and to celebrate the gods' festivals in the latest way.

Her childhood wish is about to come true, how can she stop at the closest distance?

At some point, the curse of ghost hitting the wall was finally lifted, and she and the young people who were doing stupid things together were able to see Mir's transformation on the spot in time.

So divine, beautiful, and evil... yet divine, beautiful...

In short, it feels like I can't organize it well with words.

Just looking at her directly felt as if his physical and mental exhaustion had been cleared away, but he couldn't keep looking directly at her.

This Lord God has been hiding among them all this time.

……

……

Mir walked towards the outside of the Temple of Time, and greeted the old aunt who took care of him along the way, but he didn't know why many people looked at him so strangely.

Walking all the way to the door, there is no one here, because no one wants to see the barren land outside.

But there is still a person in the costume of the holy maid standing here in front.

Mill tiptoes over, trying to play a prank, but the man turns around before he can.

summer night.

She froze for a moment, and then looked at Mir's delicate face complicatedly.

Looking at it with an appreciative eye, it seems that the appearance with its own beauty, if it is Two-dimensionalized, it will definitely become the "wife" of some two-dimensional salamanders inexplicably for a period of time.

It was obviously very beautiful, but Xia Ye had never looked at it with admiring eyes before, because the previous behavior of the other party was a bit too annoying.

Now that I think about it, it doesn’t matter whether Mill knew what the “car” he drove in those years meant.

And this appearance is also the side of "Niu Niu".

He... is just a little girl.

Xia Ye handed the skirt to Mir's hand: "I've already sewed the skirt for you."

Although not used.

Mir still took the skirt and stared at the childish patterns on it with dead fish eyes.

Xia Ye turned her face away from looking at him, pinching the hem of her skirt with both hands and falteringly said: "Before... I didn't run to save you because I took you for someone... So... So... Don't be angry... ..."

She still remembered the way Mir turned back and left.

When the matter is over, it is natural to explain clearly.Children generally hold grudges.

Mir looked blankly at Xia Ye.

He is not angry.

Moreover, the other party is really not used to this appearance in front of him like this.

Mir puffed up his face, unfolded the skirt that Xia Ye had sewed for him, and continued to stare at the childish pattern on it with dead fish eyes.

"rua~ the sewing is really ugly."

After hearing this, a # appeared above Xia Ye's head, and she reached out and rubbed Mir's face angrily.

"It's so pretty! Aren't you just a kid? A kid should have a pattern like this!"

Well, this attitude is right.

End of this chapter

She's the only one left...

Chloe sat on the bed and stared blankly at the big hole in the wall.

From there, she watched Ms. Irene, who had stayed in the Temple of Time for a while, disappear in front of the door of the Temple of Time with the two of them. The space turned into something like a broken mirror, and several people disappeared there.

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