Farina had a dream.

The whistling of the whip, the curse of the enemy, and the pain of the heart were gradually moving away from her.

There was only one white left around, and the ground was smooth enough to reflect her appearance.

The world seems to have no boundaries, and the only sign is a tall stone door in the distance.The music came from behind the door, sacred and beautiful.

This may be the scene that people see before they die, she thought.

After this last distance, you can reach the eternal place of peace.

Farina was not very willing, and in the end, she could not hand-blade the traitor to avenge everyone who followed her here.

At the same time, with many guilts, what Took Tal had entrusted to him was eventually put into the water... She was not really a single talent, or even a qualified leader.

Your own talent is not so.

The only thing that was reassuring was that she did not say a word of forgiveness.

Especially when the red iron needle pierced her fingertips, she almost thought that she would completely collapse the next moment, and in retrospect, it still felt incredible to be able to survive to the end.

Otherwise, she really can't face the same kind of friends who took the first step.

However, these emotions did not last long, and they dispersed like dust.

After all, she’s going to sleep soon.

There’s no way to change, can’t you?

Farina walked step by step toward the stone door.

There is no longer any pain or sorrow in the legend, time will freeze, and all things remain in the most glamorous moment, forever as the cornerstone of the kingdom of God.

It should have been a pleasure, but somehow she wasn’t happy.

This is...why?

“Falina...”

In the distance between her, a faint voice sounded.

She remembered.

It was Joe’s voice—

He was not involved in the attack and could not have been captured by Lorenzo, so it was just her hallucination.

Even so, Farina suddenly felt relaxed.

That’s what it is, she thought.

She just didn’t want to go through this last trip alone.

Even if it is entrusted with the responsibility far beyond her ability, even if it is shirky, it does not matter, she longs to be needed.

She didn’t want to go forward alone.

“Don’t go away, come with me, okay?”

“I will...” The voice replied intermittently, “Wherever I go, I will be with you... even if it is death!”

That’s... enough.

Even an illusion.

She seemed to be back to the winter years ago, when she climbed Helmmes alone.When he stumbled in the snow and saw that he was about to fall, a carriage stopped in front of her...

Farina stepped on the steps of the stone door and reached out and pushed the door open.

“Thank you.”

The light behind the door shone and covered her in an instant.

...

When the light was gone, Farina opened her eyes and found that the smallpox on her head was slowly shaking.

God’s kingdom, is that it?

It doesn’t look as bright as you might think...

Time does not seem to stop flowing.

She tried to turn her head and saw a familiar face in her eyes.

Farina hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, “Joe?”

The latter lay beside her, as if asleep.After shouting several times, he opened his eyes and looked at her—and then Joe’s face showed an ecstatic look, “You... are you awake?”

“Wake up?”Farina frowned, “I shouldn’t have been... uh—” Halfway through, she realized that the spicy pain was back on her body, even if she moved.

"You're just too tired to faint," Joe said, "and don't worry, it'll all be well."

Farina could not help but froze, and it was half a day before she came back to God—not only did she not die, but she escaped from the dungeon, which meant nothing...

“Lorenzo, he—”

“Dead.”

After getting this unexpected answer, Farina's spirit was suddenly one of the cheers, "Really?How did you do it?”

"It's not me who killed him," said Joe, shaking his head, "but the king of the castle, His Majesty Roland Wimbledon."

Roland Wimbledon . . . a name she least wanted to hear."What are you talking about?"How could he help us get back to Grand Duke?”At this point, she jerked around and said, “Wait... where is this?”“We’re not on the island?”

“We are now on the sea, and our destination is the winter city of Fort Grey, and you have been in a coma for three days, relying on the drugs of the First Army to save your life.”Joe said, "Don't worry, I'll tell you everything."

Half an hour later, Farina understood what was going on behind the story.

"As for your majesty's trial, I also asked Sean, the guard," Joe said, "as long as the blood of the witch is not on his hands, he has not participated in the persecution, and has not killed the people of the gray bunker, he will not be sentenced to death."You are a samurai of the Vanguard Battalion, stationed in the New Holy City and fighting the evil beasts all the year round, and I was an assistant to the gods before, and I could not touch the witches at all – that is, we are both likely to survive!”

The more he said, the more excited he was, "Although you are very seriously injured, there is a witch named Nanawa in Winterfell, no matter what kind of injury can be completely cured, it only needs to spend money!"I will find a way to solve the problem, even if she wants more, I will let you stand up again!"

Lorenzo, in order to prevent her from escaping, singled out her stalagration and foot, and broke her knee with a hammer, which she could now say scrapped.But that’s not the point of Fanlin’s concern—

“Because of me...”

“What?”

“Are you making a deal with the devil just because of me?”She hated iron and steel, "It is he who destroyed the church, destroyed all hope!"How do you feel about Mr. Tucker Thor?Cough... coughing.

“Falina!”

“Don’t touch me!”She choked a little blood, "the fate of this world, the fate of all mankind ... is he alone to be crushed, how can you ask him for help!" 」My life is not worth mentioning at all compared to God's war, even if I save it, what is the point?I’d rather go to hell and wait for him to fall into the abyss—”

“Oh, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Suddenly there was applause outside the room.

"I was about to be moved, I didn't expect to be able to get such support from mortals after more than 400 years, it was amazing."A woman pushed the door in.

“I support the Church, which is dedicated to the future of mankind, not the minions of the King of Grey’s fort—” Farina rebuked with the exchequer, but she froze after not saying the words.“Ainova, the legion olds?”

For a moment, she almost suspected that something was wrong with her eyes.

In the theater of the new holy city, the heads of the outstanding leaders of the trial army hang, most of whom have received the highest honor given by the Pope - the samurai transformation ceremony, which is regarded as the elite of the elite.Ainova served as the commander of the high-ranking army of the trial army, which can be said to be the highest peak that female samurai can reach.Because of this, Farina has always regarded it as a goal she is pursuing.

But the problem is... Ainova is a man from more than a hundred years ago.

"Go on," said Zoe, leaning over his bed, "and let me hear how much you support us, and don't be ashamed, I haven't heard of mortal flattery in a long time."