Salvation equals death

"Is this world the one that needs me to save?" Vera, who seemed to be basking in the sun, asked softly while sitting on the steps of the white church.

【good. ] An immature and mechanical voice sounded in Vera's mind, saying, 【There are hidden dangers and crises in this world that can destroy the world. It is your duty to fill this loophole. 】

In the description of this creature named "pre-civilization system", Vera gradually figured out the structure of this world and the so-called "crisis of annihilation".

This world is a world where human beings and blood races coexist. Blood races feed on human blood. Humans yearn for the powerful power and immortality of blood races. The two sides are like fire and water, fighting to the death.

In the future predicted by the system, the battle between human beings and blood races will continue for nearly a thousand years, and in the end both sides will kill each other.

The vampires recklessly used forbidden techniques to turn the world into a barren wasteland, while humans sacrificed the bones and blood of tens of thousands of people to create the Philosopher's Stone, and summoned the technique of great light, intending to kill all the vampires in the world .

[The art of great light... Too complicated magic knowledge can't explain it, so you can understand it as the earth being transferred into the sun for a second. 】

That world can indeed be destroyed, the sun can indeed kill vampires, but too much sun can also kill humans.

[The power system of this world is mana technology, which is the alchemy you are learning now. The Philosopher's Stone is the ultimate achievement of alchemy, but it is also a taboo to steal the power of the gods. 】

【If you can save this world, the will of the world is willing to give you the Philosopher's Stone back. With the Philosopher's Stone as the energy core, my combat armor system can be used for you. 】

The system tried its best to sell itself to the host, proving its powerful functions: [The era when I was born once developed technology to its peak. Although it has been destroyed, its existence itself is a complete power system. 】

[As long as you can successfully complete the mission of saving the world, I can provide you with sufficient backup resources. Every world you travel to afterward is not a mature plane. For me, there is no one that can fight. 】

A system that condenses a complete knowledge inheritance of a high-tech plane feels that it should be proud, but the stupid host didn't understand what he said at all.

Well, after all, the host is only four years old.

"I don't quite understand." The limp host obediently raised his fleshy little hand according to the teachings of the Holy Father, indicating that he wanted to speak, "The blood race wants to turn the world into wasteland, and human beings try to throw the earth into the sun. They They are all bad, they are all bad, why do you want me to help humans instead of blood races? Besides, if you want to save this world, it would be better if blood races and humans shouldn’t exist, right?”

[How can you think so? 】The system seems to be surprised by Vera's logical thinking, 【As the reflection of a goddess, shouldn't you love humans deeply? 】

Stabbed by the implicit accusation in the system's discourse, the petite child withdrew his hand suddenly, lowered his head weakly, and murmured: "But, but I... I'm just... just a reflection."

As long as she can remember, she grew up in a cage, changing from one cage to another, without parents or relatives, because she was born in a lake, a reflection of a goddess, the last tear of a god.

She has no memory of the past, but she always remembers a sigh full of disappointment, saying faintly in her dream: "It is clearly her reflection, but it is so weak and useless."

Vera couldn't understand, but as a child who was not expected to be born, she felt instinctively sad.

[But the agreement I reached with the goddess is to assist you in fulfilling the obsession of the goddess. 】The system quickly calculated, and corrected, 【Sorry, I misexpressed, you should save the "human world". 】

[Think about it carefully, the blood race is a creature that feeds on human blood. If the human race dies, the blood race will cease to exist. As the will of the world, human beings are more qualified to survive than the blood race? 】

The system is persuasive and authentic.

[If you have to choose between vampires and humans, if only one of the two can survive, the vampires who fear the sun and feed on human blood can only be regarded as imperfect works, destined to be eliminated, aren't they? 】

"That's it..." Vera didn't intend to argue, or the topic of "Goddess' reflection" drained all her courage, she just nodded slightly after a moment of hesitation, "I understand, I will do it."

The system couldn't tell whether the girl's promise was perfunctory or a compromise, but said mechanically: [Vera, you have to work hard. 】

[You have nothing now, and I can't play my due role. Only when you gain enough strength, can I assist you to move forward with the strength system you are good at. 】

and so--

【Learn like a human being, Vera. 】

[If you want to protect this race, you must understand them more deeply, and "wisdom" is a treasure of human beings. 】

-Learn how to be a "person".

"Like father?" Vera watched as she approached slowly not far away, brushing the heads of the children in the village solemnly with her palms, and the eyes of the holy sect who blessed them slightly brightened.

[Like...uh...] The system hesitated for a while, and the solemn and noble posture of the Holy Zong flashed in his mind. After a series of analysis, he immediately decided, [That's right, just learn from him, he is very good of. 】

Many years later, as long as the system thinks of itself today, it can't wait to slap Thomas in the face that doesn't exist—you talk too much, and the templates you choose for the host are all magical conch shells!

"Father." The little girl, who was just a little taller than her knees, ran up to the young man and raised her short, fleshy hands high, "I want to hug."

Alex looked down at her, his golden eyes remained indifferent, but he bent down and picked up the little girl.

Vera was sitting on his lean and strong arms, holding a strand of Holy Zong's hair with her small hands, and holding it loosely, as if she was holding a bunch of cool moonlight.

Alex has been teaching Vera to get rid of some bad habits in the past-for example, begging for the mercy and love of the owner like a domesticated bird.

"Stand up straight." Shengzong became even more inhumane in the severe state, and even the usual estranged and shallow tenderness disappeared, "Don't look around, don't lower your head when talking to people, and look straight ahead. "

"Vera, as my child, no one in this world is worthy of your pity. I have taught you so many things, not to make you grovel to please others."

"I said before that you are free, be it your life or your faith, you are the only one who can control your life. If you blindly believe in me, you are a fool."

"Right or wrong, you have to find the answer yourself. If I make a mistake, you must refute it to me."

"If you turn a blind eye to the right because of me, then you are just turning your faith into a shackle, making you sink into pain and unable to escape, and comfort yourself that everything is worth it."

System: [...No, what, although it makes sense, but I think something is wrong...] This doesn't seem like something the Holy See can say, no matter what!

The system was deeply entangled, but the host listened to the "priest" very much, and even took a quill to record everything the priest said - when she grew up, it would be no problem to save up a "Bible".

Vera walked around the church with a water bowl on her head, and by the time she was able to swipe through the church with dignity but speed, Alex finally let go of the education issue.

Vera licked the malt candy secretly handed to her by the nun, and flipped through the book Alex left her.

Shengzong went out on business, and probably went somewhere to kill vampires, so he only left her homework and said that he would check it when he came back.

The nuns and priests in the church are all old, and most of them were dispatched to this place. They live in poverty on weekdays, but they are very kind to the children of the Holy Father.

"Holy One, it's the fallen sun from the sky. He hates the ugliness of the world." An old priest said to Vera with emotion, but he got a puzzled look from the girl. .

"I don't understand." Vera said the truth obediently and obediently, "Grandpa, if you do this again, I will go fetch water and ignore you."

The priest whimpered softly, and finally changed the tone of speech peculiar to the clergy, and used a more plain and easy-to-understand vernacular.

Only then did Vera know that the Holy Father was once the holy son of the church. Because he was born with a glorious appearance and extremely high magical talent, he was selected by the church since he was a child and grew up in a pure and holy place.

Saint Alex has a younger sister named "Vinorella", with blond hair and blue eyes, and a high talent for light magic, so she became the saint of the church.

Later, the Holy Son grew up, and his radiance shone across the world, so the Holy Son became the Holy Father, but no one mentioned the Holy Lady of Light who was called "the champagne rose of Theros" back then.

The reason is very simple and bloody - the saint fell in love with a vampire, not only ran away with the vampire without any scruples, but also accepted her first embrace and degenerated into a vampire.

This is no different from a slap in the face of the church. At the beginning, this incident caused huge turmoil, so that the Holy See abolished the post of "Saint", and even the status of the Holy Father was shaken.

At the time when the church was replaced, the new bishop was crowned, and the power of the Holy Ancestor and the bishop were divided, the saint's actions undoubtedly shook the foundation of the Holy Ancestry, which is why the Holy Ancestor was sent to this place.

"However, His Royal Highness has been looking for His Royal Highness these years." The priest stroked Vera's limp hair, "A while ago I heard that there was news of His Royal Highness from the blood race, His Royal Highness said nothing. Said it and searched for it."

"After all, they are brothers and sisters who have depended on each other since they were young. Even if Her Highness the Holy Maiden made a big mistake, the Saint Zong still misses her in his heart."

"It's a pity that His Highness the Holy Father still failed to bring His Highness Venorella back..." the priest said with some emotion, thinking that he was right. After all, the Holy Maiden is willing to give up all the glory for love, so why would she want to come back?

"No." Vera hugged the big red apple and wiped it with the corner of her clothes. "Father found it, but that sister turned into sand."

The priest shook his hand and almost slapped Vera on the body. He said with some dumbfounded, "His Highness Venorella is dead?! Who did it!"

"Father." Vera bit an apple, blinked her eyes and looked up at the priest, and said vaguely, "That sister had a fight with my father, and then hit the muzzle of my father's gun and fell down."

"That elder sister probably hates father very much." Vera took a bite of the apple.

"How is it possible? His Highness the Holy Zong has nothing to do to His Highness Venorella..." The priest was tangled up, or maybe the former saint had a lot of shame towards the Holy Zong, right?

"But, if she doesn't hate father, why did she hit the muzzle of father's gun?" Vera asked naively.

"Probably for redemption—"I give you my life back" is such a naive idea?" The priest habitually smiled pitifully, but choked in the next second.

"Atonement is to let father kill her? But father is so sad, what's the use of her giving her life back to father? Father is not rare." Wei La held the half-gnawed apple and tilted her head, "It's not rare. .”

"So she must hate father. I heard the nun sister said that people choose to die, and most of the time they die with the idea of ​​'I want you to regret it'."

Vera hugged the apple, and her immature words echoed in the hall in a protracted tone: "Father is so pitiful——"

The priest was silent, and after a while, he sighed and rubbed the back of Vera's head.

"Yeah, even a child as young as you understands this truth, so what right do we have to deceive ourselves?"