[Exorcist Boy] The whole world thinks I'm a cannon fodder

The so-called day thinking, night dream.

I usually think about watching and even hugging the rabbi before I passed away, so this time I dreamed of him as a matter of course.

Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Rhodes, if she hadn't forced her head to show me the rabbi's memory, where did my dream come from such a rich scene material.

—Yes, I dreamed of my rabbi's childhood.

I feel like I have become a follower, following the little rabbi who is following the bookman step by step, looking at his little face in the endless wheat waves and dandelions flying in the sky His face was full of longing and anticipation, and Chengbi's eyes were like a lake reflecting stars, clear, clear and sparkling.

But the good times didn't last long, the beautiful and peaceful picture was quickly shattered, and the deep night flooded over my head like a tide. Before I had time to react, I stepped into the port in the middle of the night.The ships in the distance were burning blazingly, and the billowing smoke was blown into the deep black sky by the wind. I turned my head and saw the crimson flames reflected on the little rabbi's panicked and bewildered face. In the depths of the pure green, while a thick fog was rising to cover the sky, something quietly shattered a crack.

In this way, the scene is constantly changing.

I saw the rabbi come to one place after another, change one name after another, meet many people, become friends with many people, and say goodbye to many people.

His smile became more and more natural, but his eyes became more and more indifferent. Too many people came and went in his life, from vivid to plain, and finally turned into ink on paper, known as drowned by the torrent of history.

People who write can't communicate with ink marks, let alone feel heartache because ink marks disappear one by one.

The clear water of the lake, full of vitality, finally turned into cold and inorganic glazed jade.

——He finally abandoned his heart and destination, and became a body full of information and records.

Until they come to the order.

On the night when the rabbi first came to the church, because Shuweng and Komuyi were going to have some private conversations, he was very bored alone, and after walking around the bank of the underground river, he leaned against the cold wall.

The dim candlelight of the wall lamp flickered slightly, casting flickering shadows on his side face. He paused, closed his eyes suddenly, faded away all expressions, and briefly took off the frank and frivolous mask.

I knew he wanted a moment of respite before getting to know the new documentaries.

But for some reason, looking at such a rabbi, I suddenly felt an impulse from the bottom of my heart, wanting to call his name.

"Rabbi." I actually called out.

Maybe because this is my dream, all my thoughts and thoughts will come true, this soft call really reached the rabbi's ears.

But the rabbi just opened his eyes, glanced in the direction of the door, and said nothing more.

I called again: "Rabbi?"

no response.

"Rabbi Rabbi Rabbi—"

Still no response.

...Could it be that he forgot that he had changed his name?

But I didn't want to call him by his previous name, so I had to keep calling him "Rabbi". Just when I was about to call No. 11 times, the Rabbi finally realized that he was calling himself, and immediately looked around vigilantly. Week: "Who?"

Immediately, I didn't know what I had made up in my head, and my face suddenly changed: "Wow——could it be a ghost?"

I:"……"

You are a ghost!

"...Welcome to the Black Order, an anti-demon military organization directly under the Vatican," I cleared my throat, and began to put gold on my face without shame, "It's our first meeting, I am the patron saint of this order. "

"Patron saint?" The rabbi opened his eyes wide.

"That's right, it's the kind of...great existence that secretly guards the luck of the entire sect."

"Hey—isn't that still a ghost?" The rabbi seemed to have goosebumps.

"...Can't you think of me as the kind of elf who suddenly appears in front of the protagonist and is so gentle and kind!"

It's not that you haven't read the novel!Do you think I don’t know if you like all the books?

Rabbi: "..."

I simply let myself go: "Let's not talk about that, in fact, the main purpose of my apparition in front of you this time is to help you calculate the future—how? Want to know what will happen in the future?"

"Do not want to."

"Very well, I know what you think. Although there is a saying that the secrets of the sky should not be revealed, but since you want to know so much, there is nothing you can do—let me tell you mercifully."

"...What, this kind of thing also involves forcing the head."

The rabbi leaned back against the wall with a delicate face, and after a few seconds, he spoke without hesitation.

"Well, then you just talk about it."

In fact, the rabbi at this time was not very good at hiding his thorns, and he was far less soft than he was two years later. Although he seemed to be carelessly circling his arms on the surface, there was a deep indifference hidden in his eyes.

"What do you want to know?" I asked.

I thought he would ask such questions as whether the religious order would win, or whether he would be able to successfully inherit the bookman's mantle in the future, but I didn't want him to go straight to—

"Yes! Let me tell you first whether there are many beautiful big sisters in this place? If not now, will there be any in the future?"

I:"……"

"Give up, you don't have it now, and you won't have it in the future." I replied blankly.

"Ah, what a disappointment—"

"What a disappointment, you will meet the person you are destined for soon, okay?" I said unhappily.

"W-who?" The rabbi seemed to think he had heard wrong.

"The predestined person," I repeated, thought for a while, and specially added a note to him, "the person who will travel with you, have a haircut with you, have sex with you, and jump off a cliff together."

"...The front part sounds normal, but what's all this behind?" He had disbelief written all over his face, "F*ck? Jumping off a cliff? I'm not stupid!"

Aren't you just stupid...

"That's not the point."

"It's the point!"

"No, the point is, don't you even ask what her name is?"

The rabbi froze for a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "...then you say it."

"Her name is Ceci," I tried to create an air of something big, "Cecilia Marian."

Speaking of which, this is the first time I feel that it is not all a bad thing to be crowned with the master's surname, at least it sounds nice.

The rabbi didn't seem to expect to get an exact name, he was slightly taken aback, and repeated uncertainly: "Cecilia Marian?"

"How is it? Do you feel a sense of familiarity from the soul?"

"……not at all."

"It's okay, it will be there soon anyway," I desperately hinted at him, "And you can just call her Sisi instead of Quan..."

As soon as I was halfway through my words, I suddenly heard the sound of water waves coming from a distance.

Following the sound, one can see a trembling dim yellow light turning in the depths of the deep darkness, and as the dark water waves spread round and round, there are small boats coming from far to near.

The oars in the front are, as always, explorers in beige trench coats, while at the stern, there is a drowsy man in a black regiment uniform holding a suitcase... huh?

Sitting with me?

I looked carefully and found that it was really me.

I'm still only 16 years old...

No, wait, the problem is that I didn't pay attention to the image at that time?

The locks of blond hair were disheveled, the dull gray eyes narrowed slightly until the boat was approaching the shore, the arm holding the suitcase was wrapped in gauze, the wound on the face was not treated much, just like that From the skin and flesh turned outward ferociously.

It's really...not pretty.

Ah, she couldn't help but yawned.

It's even worse now.

"Hey - so cute!" However, just when I was shocked by my original slovenly appearance, I suddenly heard an excited voice behind me.

……cute?who?I?are you blind

"Blonde, it's not my type at all, but it's really cute!"

You are exaggerating, why do you need to add the previous sentence on purpose!

I turned my head in a very complicated mood, and saw that the rabbi simply tidied up his hair, and immediately went down the steps without saying hello, and stretched out his hand to the bewildered "me" very actively .

"Ah——let me introduce myself, my name is Rabbi! I'm an exorcist who just reported to the headquarters today," the Rabbi said, grabbing his other hand and shaking "my" hand.Like countless times in the past, he showed a very familiar smile, "This lovely lady, we will be companions from now on! Please give me your advice!"

look!I said that I remembered correctly, he really had a grasp of my hand and said I was cute.

...Wait, that's not the point, the point is—although it's not his type at all, isn't it quite enthusiastic?So how on earth did I manage to beat such a good hand?

The initial favorability is so high, can I be disturbed enough to avoid me when you see me?

So how much does he dislike active types...

For a moment I fell into deep confusion and self-doubt.

Looking over there, I found that the rabbi was already asking "my" name courteously.

"I" stared at him, and when I was about to answer, I was respectfully reminded by the explorer standing on the boat: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ceci, you can't wait for this mission, you must report to the room chief immediately. OK."

"I" nodded knowingly.

The rabbi was startled, paused, and asked tentatively, "Cecilia Marian?"

"I" turned to him in surprise: "You know me?"

Dazed and confused flashed across the rabbi's face, and he stayed for a few seconds before he nodded hastily as if trying to cover up something: "That... When I was inside just now, I seemed to have heard someone mention it, what a coincidence."

"That's it."

Maybe because I haven't liked it yet, "I" has no intention of going deep into the topic. After saying a few polite words, I said goodbye without any regrets.

"By the way," I still forgot to emphasize at the end, "Just call me Sisi from now on."

Rabbi: "Ah... yes."

Then "I" left, and the explorers who had completed the pick-up task also rowed away again, leaving Rabbi standing alone in a daze.

"It's her, it's her, it's her." I remembered my idea, and immediately lay down next to his ear and continued to fool around.

The rabbi was taken aback: "...Why are you still here?"

"I--everywhere." After pretending deeply, I asked him curiously, "But what are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking... No, is there really such a person?"

"Of course there is. He is the one you are destined for."

"...Believe in you to be a ghost."

"Don't believe it," I tried to plant the seeds of hint in his heart, anyway, it's not reality, "Listen to me, don't look at it, it may be nothing now, but you will like her in the future, if she is not on your own I can't help but look for her within sight, and I can't leave her for a moment."

Rabbi: "..."

The rabbi obviously didn't believe it, and as soon as he said "impossible" firmly, the figure of the bookman appeared on the other side of the door: "Really, I just ran around without staring at you for a while, what is a man muttering there alone?" , come here soon!"

The rabbi hesitated for a moment, moved his lips, and finally ran over: "It's coming!"

Just as I was about to follow, the underground river channel I was in shattered suddenly, and the wind blowing the scent of wheat suddenly passed by. I turned my head blankly, and before I could react, I found myself standing in a large wheat field.

But the question is... what about the rabbi?

Didn't my dream revolve around the rabbi?

I also want to see how the relationship between the rabbi who has been planted with a hint in his heart and "me" will develop next.

But who would have thought that I searched around, but instead of finding the rabbi, I saw the mansion I had seen in the illusion created by Rhodes.

……what's the situation?Why did I come here again?

I felt creepy, and just about to turn around to leave, I suddenly heard a familiar melody coming from the mansion, and then, a gentle female voice followed the melody and hummed softly.

It's just that for some reason, although the singing is soft and gentle, as if it can soothe all sorrows and fears, it makes people want to cry for no reason.

The next second, I opened my eyes suddenly.

Then I realized that it was not a dream, but that I really heard the singing.

I moved subconsciously.

……Um?Why is my whole body sore and sore, yet I can't move at all?

I blinked, and waited until my brain faded from the stiffness that I had just woken up from a dream, only to belatedly realize that I was being held firmly in Rabbi's arms.He put one hand on my waist and pressed my head to my chest with the other. Even though he lost consciousness, he didn't intend to let go at all.

...It's just that the hoop is so tight that I can hardly breathe.

I arched my head and took the rabbi's hand away with great effort, then got up from his body.Slowed down, after taking a few mouthfuls of fresh air, he did not forget to check his body quickly.

Fortunately.

Although he looked very embarrassed, his face was dirty, and his clothes were torn, but fortunately he did not suffer any fatal injuries.

As soon as the tense nerves were relaxed, exhaustion surged up like a mountain and an ocean. I couldn't hold on, so I jumped forward and lay back on the rabbi again.

I lay down for a while this time before sitting up again and looking up at the sky.

The sky here seems to never change, it is still the kind of azure blue that seems to have been washed by water, clear and dazzling.

It's just that the tower that was reduced to a battlefield has long been restored, and flocks of white pigeons pass by the top of the tower from time to time.

Look at it again, and all the parts that have sunk into the darkness have returned to their original positions, as if turned upside down.

Just like the previous catastrophe, from beginning to end, it never happened.

And the singing voice that came from nowhere became more and more clear.

I closed my eyes, raised my head slightly, and felt an inexplicable sorrow lingering in my chest. In a trance, I felt something familiar quietly flowing, surging, and ready to come out.

"Cersi...?"

I woke up suddenly and opened my eyes to look.

It was found that the rabbi lying on the ground had woken up, his face was still a bit dazed, and after a few seconds, his eyes regained clarity, and then he didn't know what to think of, and suddenly he felt as if he had been burned Averted his gaze from mine.

But he quickly organized his thoughts, sat up with his head pressed, and looked around.

"Hiss—here is... what happened? Didn't we already..."

Me: "Maybe this is the legendary life should not die."

The rabbi was noncommittal, got up and walked a few steps, leaning on the stone pillar and looked at the town below: "The streets that disappeared before have all returned to their original state... What's going on? And what is this melody?"

He paused, then suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked me: "By the way, Ceci, what were you singing just now?"

Eh?So did I accidentally sing it out?

It's rare for me to be a little embarrassed: "It's just... humming along with this song."

The rabbi was taken aback: "Singing? What singing?"

"That's it." I pointed to the sky without knowing why.

"But," the rabbi opened his mouth, "isn't it...just the sound of the piano? No singing at all?"

what……?

A bad premonition suddenly rose in my heart: "Can't you hear?"

The rabbi stared at me for a few seconds and asked, "Sisi, what are the lyrics of that song you heard?"

I hesitated for a moment, and before the gentle female voice stopped, I sang softly along with her.

"...It sounds like a lullaby," the rabbi mused, "but the question is, why only Sisi can hear it?"

"Is it—something to do with sex?" I speculated.

"You mean only girls can hear it? What, do you still wear something like this? It's too unfair!"

"Maybe it's because I look more pleasing to the eye?" I remembered his evaluation of me in the dream, and couldn't hold back for a while, and made a shameless joke, "Because I look cuter?"

It may be that he was too ashamed to boast about himself, and the rabbi couldn't stand it anymore. After he was dazed, he suddenly turned his head and missed my sight for the second time.

I:"……"

Speaking of which, it seemed that something had been wrong with him since he woke up.

"Rabbi," I leaned over, kept sitting on the ground, and tugged at the bottom of his trousers, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah...it's nothing." The rabbi turned around and smiled at me reassuringly. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes touched a certain point behind me, and he suddenly closed his mouth again.

I followed his gaze and looked back, and at a glance I saw George sitting up with his head covered.

……what's the situation?Has this man been behind us all this time?

Because I paid too much attention to the rabbi and that inexplicable singing voice, I never noticed it.

At the same time that his eyes looking at Allen flashed in front of my eyes, the wound on my arm suddenly felt a tingling pain. After I reacted, I realized that I was subconsciously manipulating the blood to float up and condense into thin needles, and I was about to attack him past.

I was startled, I quickly stopped my thoughts, and at the same time pulled down my sleeves to block my arms.

Fortunately, the rabbi didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't notice my small movements.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

When I looked again, the rabbi had already adjusted his state, paused, and stretched out his hand to pull me up from the ground.

"I don't know what's going on with Alian and Li Nali." He didn't seem to want to talk about "only I can hear the singing" in front of George, so he changed the subject quite naturally, "We still Go find it quickly."

I nodded and said yes.

But before that—

I glanced over George's body and pressed my hand firmly.

I really... really want to push him out of here.

The author has something to say:

No, don't push it, let's keep him for now, there is a plot to use in the future.

#Double people who doubt their lives in their dreams#

Rabbi: "***? Jump off a cliff? Me???"

Ceci: "Cute? Me???"

Ceci: I assisted myself, yeah.

In a sense, Sisi's prophecy was a mistake... Although in reality, she herself didn't get the meaning behind the rabbi's actions at all.

By the way, although it is not ordinary, this is indeed just a dream, not the past or anything.

And thank you to all the lovely people for their blessings!By the way, in the last chapter, a lot of unfamiliar cuties were blown up, you guys are always bubbling——

(The writing of these chapters is not very good, I don’t have time to catch bugs, so I will read it first, I will repair QAQ)

[As usual, can I use your little jiojio to step on the author's favorite duck in the column (～￣▽￣～)】

It’s time to thank the benefactor for feeding——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 meow, no meow;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines:

2 clams;

Confession madman, crumb boss, meow not meow 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution:

20 bottles of Asakawa;

Miyagi Ruoxi, Chen Fan, Gua Gua, Chu Er Disease from Pineapple Planet, hhhhhh10 bottles;

5 bottles of Lord Grim; 2 bottles of Seven Sugar;

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