It Won't Hurt to Scrape Again when It's All over to Terra.

Angel Neng is going to spend a few days with her sister this time, and then go back to see her parents. When the holidays are almost over, she will go directly north to Longmen, and continue to live a stable life of escorting drag racing, shooting, and explosive gunfights.

After dinner, Angel Neng wanted to go out for a walk, and after asking the other two who didn't want to go, he pouted and ran out to play by himself.

It's also a shame that she dared to leave her sister at home with another man she met for the first time today.

"I was shocked when that kid showed me her new gun for the first time."

The two were chatting with each other about this terminal video program, and my sister suddenly mentioned the gun made by Mo Qi.

"If we had such a gun back then, the ending might have been different."

The elder sister said with emotion, her eyes were full of sighs and sadness, and then she reacted, and couldn't help rubbing her smooth red hair: "I'm sorry, I remembered a little sad thing in the past, please don't care."

Mo Qi hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively, "...Mostima?"

The elder sister was surprised for a moment, and then relaxed: "It's also... That child of Aneng is chasing Mostima. You are also an employee of that logistics company, so you must know her."

Mo Qi nodded: "As you thought, Mostima once said that you and she were in the same team and were very close... What happened back then?"

"...This is something that is forbidden to be spread. I'm sorry I can't say it." My sister's eyebrows were lowered, and she seemed to have experienced a painful struggle, but she finally rejected Mo Qi's request.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally Mo Qi looked away: "...I asked a question that shouldn't be asked, sorry."

"Well... can't tell you the answer you want to know, sorry."

"..."

"..."

The previous conversation completely destroyed the otherwise harmonious atmosphere. The topic terminator, Mo Qi, lowered his head and rubbed his personal terminal, and finally found a reason to go back to the guest room that was arranged for him and hide.

My sister was the only one left in the living room.

"Sigh." My sister put her hand into her arms, took out a handgun with her body temperature, stared at it, and recalled the shock when she took the charge gun in Neng Angel's hands.

"If we could have such a powerful weapon at the time, wouldn't we be able to kill those evil creatures faster?" My sister muttered to herself: "In this case, wouldn't the captain not have to be swallowed up to protect us? Mostima Don't you have to fall to the sky just to send the captain a ride?"

It's a pity that nothing happened. Some people closed their eyes forever, some people had dark halos and horns on their heads, and some people were seriously injured and unconscious, and were sent out of that place desperately.

That piece of... Holy Land Ruins.

My sister raised her hand gun in a standard posture and aimed at the gun, but even if she held it with both hands, even if it was just her hand gun, the violent tremor of her arm was visible to the naked eye. If it trembled like this, even if she stood five meters away, she would not let her go. I am afraid that it may also be missed.

She couldn't hold the gun anymore.

--- Author's Word---

Third watch... Is there another third watch today?

Can't remember, forget it, try your best

This full attendance word count has been messed up (sad)

Section 610 032. Mass

As promised at the beginning, Mo Qi only stayed at Neng Angel's house for one night.

Fortunately, the Pope seemed to have really forgotten to arrange Mo Qi's residence. After the Pope's apology, Mo Qi settled down well.

Two days later

Facing the morning breeze, Mo Qi walked into the circular square in front of the Rutland Cathedral.

The sense of being watched still exists, but this time he already knows what's in it, and his mood is very different from the last time.

Just looking at these statues again, I still don't see any fame.

Why are those children able to see the angels who live in the statues?Could it be that, like fairy tales, only children with pure hearts can look directly at angels?This statement should only be more prevalent in Victoria.

"……Um?"

Mo Qi suddenly felt that someone was pulling at the corner of his clothes. He didn't have much strength, just enough to attract his attention.

Turning his head, he looked at the corner of the clothes that was caught. It was a tender and delicate hand. Obviously, the owner of the palm was not very old.

The line of sight extended, along the hands, arms, shoulders, and finally saw a lovely pretty face.

The Sakota girl who was only half the height of Mo Qi, who had seen him once before, showed him an innocent smile.

... There is one child who can see angels.

"Oh! It's really the big brother that day!"

Very good, this little guy obviously still remembers Mo Qi, is it because of the snacks?The words he said sounded as if he saw the back and was not sure before coming up to confirm.

It's just that before Mo Qi said hello, the little girl continued to say, "Why are you staring at that statue?"

Mo Qi was speechless: "...Is it just a statue?"

"It's just a statue," the little girl patted her chest and assured Mo Qi, and then she thought about it and understood what Mo Qi was looking for: "Oh! Big brother is looking for the angels, right? Hehe , Big brother is just staring at the statue because he can't see it, right?"

The little girl looked quite proud, and obviously having such a privilege was something she was quite proud of.

Seeing her smug look, Mo Qi raised his brows, stretched out his palm, and pressed it on her head at a speed that the little girl couldn't react. The little girl's carefully combed hair was a mess.

……

"Ugh... I finally got my hair combed..."

The little girl was quite depressed and straightened her messed up hair, but she was not very angry, and she had a good temper and education.

Mo Qi put away some bad laughter, to be honest with the little girl who had only seen it for the second time to do this kind of prank, but fortunately no one saw it.

"Cough, do you come here every day?"

It was a bit blunt to change the topic, but luckily the other party was just a little girl, so he was easily distracted.

"Huh? No, I only come here occasionally, but today is different. Today is Sunday. Sister nun will lead everyone to the Mass... By the way, do you want to come with big brother?"

It is the kind of pure kindness that wants to share what he likes with his side. Little Sakota feels that what he likes will also be liked by the other party.

Mo Qi hesitated for a while. He was going to find the Pope today, because neither Mostima nor Raphael had any news in the past few days, and the supervisors of the two were not with them. At the same time, when Mo Qi found them, he was only vague, saying that he didn't know where they were now.

But for mass... even if the Pope doesn't come to the cathedral, he will have a mass ceremony in the chapel where he lives. This is a ceremony that almost all Rutlanders will not miss, unless it is a particularly important thing or going out. Otherwise, as long as there is time and space, the Lateran people will go to Mass on Sunday, and this is the reason and significance of Masdar, in addition to the central Lateran Cathedral, there are chapels in other places.

Lateran attaches great importance to this tradition. According to Raphael, these ceremonies are almost unhindered. The person who presides over the mass must be the highest-ranking bishop in this area. If it is the Lateran Cathedral, it is usually the cardinal. Officiating, the Pope will only appear on holidays or when something important will be announced after Mass.

The people around Mo Qi wore solemn dresses and rushed to the main entrance of the cathedral in an orderly manner. Mo Qi was not sure whether his daily attire plus tactical gear would be able to walk into the door of the cathedral. Today he did not. With the TAC-50C, the P416 was also put in the pouch I bought yesterday.

Go have a look, it doesn't matter if you can't go in.

So Mo Qi nodded to the little girl and agreed to go with her.

The little girl smiled even happier, as if Mo Qi had never seen sadness on this child's face.

"Then let's go! The bell will strike in a while, so it's not good to be late."

It seems that because it was not yet time, the nuns in the orphanage did not tie all these children to their seats, but let them go out to have fun and play in the cathedral.

Surprisingly, the Pope Knight at the door saw Mo Qi and did not stop him, but one of them approached Mo Qi and whispered some precautions.

Was it the Pope's advance notice?After Mo Qi expressed his gratitude, he walked in with little Sakota.

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As a nun in an orphanage, she believes that no matter how naughty the children in these orphanages are, they are all sensible and pious children, but letting them go out for a walk is obviously more in line with the nature of children. There is no need to suppress these, and they will come back when the time is up. Children have always followed this convention very well, which is a reflection of their sensibleness.

But she was still shocked that Shirley brought back a big man after a trip.

However, because the age gap is too big, although the man in front of him is dressed up... "slightly" a little aggressive, but it can be seen that he is still a normal person. unraveled.

"Ah, you're the 'big brother' that Shirley met in the square last time..." The lady nun of the Liboli tribe nodded her understanding, and then her expression became serious again: "Please pay attention. , energy bars cannot be used as snacks.”

Mo Qi was taken aback: "Just a little thank you... I told her not to eat it all at once."

The nun sighed: "But before she returned to the orphanage, all that was left was the packaging bag. When she ate that day, she had no appetite at all..."

Facing the gazes of the two, the little girl's face was blushing, and the look of dodging her eyes was very cute.

However, knowing that the nun mentioned her name, the little girl remembered that from the last time they met until they left, neither she nor Mo Qi had exchanged their names with each other.

How did the two of them get along so well at the time?

But it's not too late to introduce myself, right?The little girl just wanted to speak.

thump-thump-thump-thump

Loud and melodious bells echoed in the church and the city.

The sound of the bell heralded the beginning of the ceremony, and even the most playful child and the slowest child had returned to their seats obediently at this time.

As the last bell rang, the entire church, including the outside, did not make a single sound, and everyone's eyes were focused on the altar in the center.

A figure slowly emerged from the side door and walked to the altar with a unique rhythm.

"Wow……"

Section 611 033. Linked together, turned into the power of Rutland

Nothing special has happened in Rutland recently. The movement of border cities has been covered up by Rutland with excuses like "urban performance test". It can be said that ordinary residents still live and work in peace.

There are no festivals, and there are no special events, so according to the custom, the officiant of today's mass will be a certain cardinal.

Although the Pope has no pretence and is famous for being approachable in Rutland, his identity is destined to shoulder unimaginable responsibilities for ordinary people, and it is not easy to meet the Pope.

How is it possible that anyone who wants to see the Pope can see it?

With everyone looking forward to it, the side door of the cathedral was pushed open, but this time it was not the red robe representing the cardinal who came out of the side door.

A solemn Sakota wearing a white robe, a high crown on his head, holding a scepter, and walking to the altar.

The little guy beside him exclaimed in a low voice, "Wow..."

Her surprise was normal, because the people on the altar were different from what everyone imagined.

White, the white of the Pope, this time it is not the cardinal who presides at Mass.