Welcome to Nightmare Game III

The nearest Holy See stronghold to Neverland is a frozen valley. Looking from the valley exit to the other side of the sea, the world as far as the eye can see is full of icebergs floating on the sea.

The cleanest glaciers in the polar regions are not pure white, but heart-wrenching blue.

Just like the sky, and like the sea.

Near the exit of the valley, a hundred Holy See Knights stood solemnly in the snow, their bright red dress capes flapping in the snowstorm.

This eye-catching red cloak has become the best ground identification of the aircraft that is circling and landing.

In the team, a few young knights endured the severe cold, stretched their necks in thick cold scarves, and looked at the aircraft in the sky with curious eyes.It is said that it comes from the Twilight Land of the Eastern Pole Diocese, carrying the only heir of the recently passed away Holy Nun.

The kid is 13 years old, and he will stay in the Holy See and learn everything his mother learned when she was young.

The legend of the Holy Nun's salvation made everyone look forward to him.

Perhaps, this child will become the new trump card against the next invasion of the devil world?

Like his mother, he must have an unshakable and firm belief, a powerful strength that can rival the Demon King, and the courage to move forward in the face of any test.

People imagined, expected, and longed for a young and resolute Son, as if he should have been born extraordinary.

The more painful the adversity, the more heroes are needed. After the Holy See was defeated from the holy city to the polar regions, in the face of reality and future fears, everyone tacitly forgot a fact:

The one who came to the Holy See of Neverland with all the expectations on his shoulders was just a 13-year-old child who had just lost his only relative.

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"Ning Zhou, wake up, we're almost there." Arnold reminded.

The boy wrapped in the blanket opened his eyes. Those eyes, which were very similar to those of the holy nun, were as bright as stars in the dim interior cabin.

It's just that the stars dimmed in a blink of an eye—he closed his eyes again, gathered the blanket silently, and buried half of his face in the blanket.

He tightly held the pendant on his chest in his hand, which was the necklace Maria left him.

Other than that, he didn't want to talk to anyone.

On the corner of the blanket, the embroidery touched the skin of his cheek. He stretched out his fingers to touch the pattern on it, and suddenly opened his eyes again.

He saw that what hit him was the words embroidered by Maria herself:

【Baby Ning Zhou's Blanket】

The sockets of his eyes were moist all of a sudden, he buried his face in the blanket, and let the memories take him back to the past——

At the age of seven, when Ning Zhou was old enough to go to school, Maria took him to enroll in the church school in Twilight Land. The school issued school uniforms and bedding, and Maria embroidered his name on them to prevent him from living in school. It was taken by the wrong person when changing the laundry.

But as long as you embroider a name, the following words are redundant, and if you are seen by your classmates, you will definitely be laughed at.

When he awkwardly asked his mother to delete the following words, Maria tricked him into raising his head, and kissed him loudly on the forehead: "But you are mother's little baby."

"However, others will still laugh at me." The young Ning Zhou muttered in embarrassment.

A child without a father is always extra sensitive, especially when his mother is a Holy nun.Whether it was the high-level people in the court at that time or the teachers in the church school, they were all curious about his family.Even though this curiosity is usually not malicious, a seven-year-old still resents pity in other people's eyes.

"If anyone dares to make fun of you, mother will teach you how to beat him! In this regard, mother is very good."

Seven-year-old Ning Zhou didn't believe her mother's words. She looked sick, and she didn't look like she could teach him to beat someone.Maybe, what she is good at is beating people with magic arts, that's not bad... Unfortunately, he can't always learn magic arts well.

But he still nodded obediently, pretending to believe his mother's "big words" thoughtfully.But after returning to school, he carefully sewed up the corner where the name was embroidered, so as not to be seen by his classmates.

Six years passed in a blink of an eye, and no one discovered his little secret.

Yet just a few months ago, the secret was finally revealed.

The school suddenly checked the dormitories and cleaned the bedding uniformly. When it was distributed, the name of the blanket was not found, so the blanket was thrown in the lost and found office.When Ning Zhou went to claim it, he had to remove the corner to prove that the blanket belonged to him.

Several senior students in the lost and found office happened to have a bad relationship with him. After they repeatedly emphasized the word "baby" in exaggerated and artificial tones, an out-of-control brawl broke out on the scene.

Several senior students with bruised noses and swollen faces went to the teacher crying and complained, while Ning Zhou, who was unharmed, confessed but refused to apologize.

Of course, fighting is not allowed in the school. It is still a religious school with strict rules, so Ning Zhou was called a parent as a matter of course.However, at that time, Maria's condition was already very serious, and it was Arnold who came to school instead of her.

The knight who had been with the nun since he was young sighed helplessly. He patted Ning Zhou's head: "You always have to apologize when you hit someone."

"..."

"If you don't apologize, you will be locked up."

"Ah."

"Would you rather be in confinement than apologize?"

"Ok!"

"You..." If it was on weekdays, Arnold might still preach, but now he really has no such thoughts, "Let's take a break from school for a while."

Ning Zhou raised his head in surprise, his eyes were full of shock and grievance.

Arnold smiled bitterly, and smiled reluctantly: "It's not because of this time, the school will not expel you for fighting. However, your mother's health... I'm afraid... is not very good. Go Pack up your things, I'll go through the suspension procedure for you, and you go home to spend more time with Maria. When she... recovers, you can go back to school."

This is just an excuse.Maria never got better, and everyone knew she wouldn't get better—except Ning Zhou.

However, no one can explain to a 13-year-old child that his only relative is destined to leave him.

Most of the power in her soul remained in the holy city, and the only remaining love and faith supported her to watch her child grow up.

Now, it is just a soul that has been in the world for 13 years, returning to the embrace of the Lord and returning to the source.

A week after Maria's burial, the dazed Ning Zhou was forcibly taken onto the aircraft and headed to a strange land of ice and snow. He resisted silently along the way.

He was still too young, his mother's softness remained in his facial features and outline, but his personality was as stubborn as his mother's.

During his happy childhood, he was protected by his mother, teacher, prophet, and many people who knew and didn't know, and everyone tacitly kept a secret: he had the blood of destruction, and he might go on the road to peace. The same path as his father.

In order to prevent this possibility, Ning Zhou was sent to Neverland.

The 13-year-old Ning Zhou didn't know anything about it.

He seemed to be suddenly abandoned by this world, and the Twilight Land closed the door to him.Immersed in the grief of his mother's death, he resisted leaving his hometown to go to the strange Holy See. He didn't want the Pope to be his guardian, nor did he want to finish his studies in the Holy See, let alone serve in the Holy See in the future.

There is a secret in his heart that no one can tell.

When he was young, he was not religious.

He often avoided worship, prayed perfunctorily, and wandered away while studying the scriptures. It was not until his mother's illness became more and more serious that he prayed to the Lord in fear, praying for his mother to recover, but God did not answer him. He took her away. his mother.

The mother is a pious holy nun, she must have gone to heaven.

But what about him?

He was afraid that he would not be able to go to heaven after his death, and he would never be able to reunite with his mother.

When Ning Zhou was young, he always had a premonition for no reason:

He cannot go to heaven.

The aircraft stopped, the cabin door was opened, and the cold wind of ice and snow blew into the cabin. Ning Zhou, who had wiped away the tears, raised his head from the blanket, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, but the expression on his face was serious and stubborn.

"I don't want to go." Ning Zhou said to the teacher Arnold.

"I know, but this is your mother's last wish." Arnold reached out to touch his hair, but Ning Zhou avoided him. He withdrew his hand in frustration and whispered, "You have to learn something in the Holy See, I I know it's not easy, but... Ning Zhou, this is the Lord's test, you have to be patient, and firmly believe that the temptations we face will not exceed what we can bear, and God will help us overcome the temptations."

Ning Zhou didn't say a word, his beautiful blue eyes were full of doubts.

"You..." Looking into his eyes, Arnold suddenly understood something.

The child is in pain because of the mother's departure.Because of the pain, he felt resentful and fell into the trap of the devil.

For devout believers, death is not something to be mourned for.

Anyone who believes in God and dies ends his toil on earth and arrives in heaven to be with the merciful Father God.And the relatives who stayed in the world and suffered suffering will eventually end the suffering in the world in faith and arrive at heaven to reunite with their relatives.

Perhaps the brief separation of death is painful, but they will meet again in the end, which is the great comfort and joy.

Everyone calmly accepted the death of the holy nun in grief, except for this child...

"Ms. Maria doesn't seem to have taught him the scriptures properly." A few months ago, Ning Zhou's magic class teacher said to Arnold distressedly, "When he was in church, he was often absent-minded. Moreover, his grades in magic skills have always been It's not ideal, and it might take a toll on his confidence. We talked to Ms. Maria about this a few years ago, and she said let it be, don't push him too hard. It would be fine if it was another child, but he is Lady Maria's child..."

Arnold felt the conflict in Maria's heart.

But before she died, she still made a choice.

"Ning Zhou, listen to me. Maria has left us. She escaped the suffering in the world and returned to God the Father. We should be happy for her."

"But I miss her."

"Then pray to God the Father. In the world, you will be separated, but in the kingdom of heaven, you will always meet again."

Ning Zhou fell silent again, but in this silence, he was still not convinced.

Arnold had no choice but to touch Ning Zhou's hair. This time, Ning Zhou didn't avoid him.

"You can ask the Pope about your mother, he knows more. Since you were born, he hopes that your mother will take you back to the Holy See. He can teach you many things, and you can put your confusion and troubles to rest. Tell him and he will enlighten you. Mary must have become the Holy Spirit. If you have the chance, you may see her shadow on earth. Then you will believe that even if she is already in heaven, she will watch looking at you. She is immortal."

She is immortal.

Ning Zhou touched his mother's pendant on his chest, and the desire to see his mother again prompted him to make a decision.He got out of the blanket and packed his luggage silently.

Outside the cabin door, the knights of the Knights were restless at the unexpected waiting.

They didn't know what happened, why the aircraft had landed for a long time, but the people inside didn't come out.Just as the knight commander was about to go up to inquire, Arnold led a boy with black hair and blue eyes out.

The child was wearing a thick long fur cloak, shivering slightly in the bitter cold wind.

His childish face vaguely bears the shadow of a holy nun, especially his pair of blue eyes, like the blue glacier on the coast opposite the valley, extremely cold and clean.

Shocked by the overly grand guard of honor in front of him, his beautiful eyes widened slightly.

In the desolate and decaying border stronghold, hundreds of armored knights wearing red cloaks looked at him in unison.

The red in the ice and snow is so bright and dazzling.

There was a light in their eyes that he could not understand now, it was the look of hope.

Arnold put his hand on Ning Zhou's immature shoulders: "They are all colleagues of your mother in the past. Before she became a holy nun, she was the commander of the knight order. They must be thinking whether you will join them in the future, just Like your mother."

He didn't tell Ning Zhou, and he couldn't bear to tell Ning Zhou that most of the members of the Holy See Knights were martyred in the battle to defend the holy city. The murderer was the demon army led by his father.

Standing in front of him now is a hero who is out of ten.

How could he tell a child such a cruel truth?

He could only guide him calmly, guiding the child to the good path they chose for him—to live under the protection of the Holy See, to fight for justice, courage, and glory in the world, and to fight with him without any haze in his life. Bright peers.

Keep going, don't look back at the shadows behind you.

Under that shadow is the call of his other half bloodline.

Sure enough, Ning Zhou said softly: "In the future, I also want to become a knight commander."

Just like his mother.

"You will. But it's not easy. You will fall into various trials, and you should learn to be patient. Patience is not endurance, but requires you to pray, think, and persevere in the trials. You must learn to rejoice in suffering , look forward in despair, move forward in adversity, and then you can be complete and perfect. Ning Zhou, you have to work harder, and you have to believe that all the pain you have endured is your own. meaning given," Arnold said.

He looked at the young Ning Zhou, his eyes reflected the glaciers on the distant coast, the blue was crystal clear, they were the eyes of a child who had not been defeated by the pain of the world.

He suddenly didn't dare to look at him.

The young little prince was brutally kicked out of his warm castle. With the pain of bereavement, he ignorantly inherited the honor and responsibility of his mother, and embarked on a road full of thorns and wild beasts. He didn't even know it. How difficult is the road.

He will be hurt, he will bleed, he will suffer, he will collapse, and he will be so confused that he doubts everything.

If that day really comes, will you hate them when you think of Ning Zhou today?

Arnold held back the guilt in his heart. He raised Ning Zhou's hand and shouted loudly to the crowd: "Following the last wish of the holy nun, her son has returned to the big family of the Holy See. Let us cheer——"

The knights put their weapons on the ground and shouted in unison in the snow: "May the Lord be with you!"

【Devil Journey】