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Children seem to have endless energy. They always have to grab something. If the cherry mouth is not chewing anything, they will always make a sound to express their opinions. Starting from the circulation of language with them, they will talk to the children.

The purpose is never for communication, because status and cognition are different, and those tender voices sound mostly funny and cute.

Those two short legs may be the clockwork switch of Lucy's vocal cords. She always talks when she walks, and her legs sway quietly when she talks. She is a good boy, and in Joseph's opinion is much more obedient than himself.

"Are you not going out?"

"Yes." Joseph thought to himself that the bread was the last food, and the cellar reserves were different from the enrichment described by the old knight. The refugees must be crazy hungry at this time, and most of them would blame their hunger on his head

The pain Joseph empathized with it. His vision was a little dim, his body was hot, and he started to sweat coldly. He wanted to bite the horny edges of his nails, and even more. He quickly drank a few sips of water and focused his attention on Lucy's words.

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"Let's pray, Joseph." The little girl grabbed the man's hand, and Joseph's trembling big hand was a little weak under her little hand.

"But you just prayed once."

"You can't slack off in prayer for the Holy Light!" Lucy bulged her face and pulled Joseph's hands together. "Only by greeting your neighbors again and again, they will become your friends, and so will God."

Joseph followed her wish with a wry smile, folded his hands together, pretending to be serious and causing trouble for the child.

"I have no home and no neighbors. I haven't prayed to the Holy Light for a long time, so Lucy, I want to take me with me." Joseph actually felt a sense of ritual from it, now there is no

It's better to let Lucy have fun if you can do things.

"Yeah, I'll take good care of you, Joseph." She nodded vigorously, placed the statue of the little angel among the two, put a candle on each side, facing each other, Lucy slowly recited it one by one, one by one, one by one, and said in a while.

She said a sentence, Joseph said, there were only two people in the room.

Lucy soon entered a state of selflessness, and prayer devoutly would enter a state of selflessness. This belief would infect people around him. But Joseph's muttering stopped soon. He was restless and was already concerned about the Holy Light.

I don’t have much pursuit, now I just close my eyes, pose and look.

Joseph's resentment made him hear an unusual sound.

The sound of the door lock opening and the sound of footsteps.

Tat... Tat... Tat...

The wind blew behind him, and Joseph tightened his body. He heard the heavy breathing, felt the liquid flowing to his feet along the floor lines, and smelled the smell that made him tremble, which was blood.

Joseph's scalp was numb and his two twitches were trembling. He even planned to close his eyes tightly, as if nothing had happened. But Lucy's prayer continued, and this sound also allowed Joseph to regain himself. He was not the only one here.

Lucy is asking for help from the Holy Light, will the Holy Light help us? Joseph is an adult, he has his own set of behavioral codes. He did not choose to pray, but grabbed the most advantageous thing around him, the one who accepts worship

The little angel statue turned around and rushed over.

Joseph hit the armor firmly, and the bloody armor tilted slightly in this dying counterattack. This was the armor of the old knight, and the Paladin who still had martial arts would not easily take off the armor.

The knight held the sword in his right hand, and his left arm armor fell off from the impact of Joseph just now, revealing the fleshy tentacles under his armor.

"For... the holy light..." The intermittent voice growled, and the tip of the sword turned toward Joseph who was close to him, and he didn't care that it would pierce himself.

When he saw the naked foreign object, Joseph was already panicked. He was in fear and could not speak or think, as if he had handed everything to his instinct.

"Get out!" Joseph smashed the desk, but strangely, the old knight also flew out. He did not miss this great opportunity. He threw down a piece of stone powder in his hand and grabbed Lucy and fled. When he passed by the chapel, he was about to leave.

Joseph covered Lucy's eyes. He was not sure whether Lucy had finished his prayer. Everything in front of him made Joseph burst into anger. He felt that he had new strength to continue running and rushed to the darkness that was dull.

Stepping on the black mud, away from the collapsed chapel of light, holding Lucy, Joseph ran straight in one direction like an indefatigable mule.

No one knew how long Joseph had been running. He felt his lungs burning dry, and he was breathing with hot air. There was endless darkness around him. He was a little numb and just ran in one direction.

A black knight riding a black horse stood at the end of his sight. He looked here and stopped and waited. The breath of the black horse was spewing out of a dark purple fog, and the four hooves were white like fire, and they could burn it when they stepped on the black mud.

Steam came out. Joseph and Lucy soon came to the Knights.

The black knight pulled the rope and faced them sideways.

"priest."

"Please... save her... take her away." Joseph was so angry that he stretched out his hands and pushed the girl in his arms out.

The Black Knight was gentler than his appearance. He hugged the little girl who was a little confused and placed it on the horse's back, and then asked, "Who is she?"

"Lucy, her parents are dead, and fate brings her to me. I think she is my daughter, Lucy Ahiburn, Ahiburn was the one I just took."

The black knight nodded and reached out to Joseph.

"What about you, the priest."

Joseph smiled and glanced at the little girl sitting on the horse's back. Taking advantage of Lucy's blind spot in his vision, he showed what was under his robe. The black knight put down his hand and put his finger on the hilt of the sword.

"Need help, pastor."

"No, don't look in front of her..." As angry as she was, Joseph moved a few steps to Lucy and looked up at the little girl.

"Lucy."

"Joseph."

"Goodbye, Lucy."

"Goodbye, Joseph."

After saying goodbye, Joseph bowed his waist and sat directly in the mud. He turned his body sideways and lay down to rest.

"I've been running for too long, I need to have a good sleep."

The black knight pulled the rope and drove the horses away with Lucy. They ran quickly in the deep tide, so fast that they could not catch them at night.

After a while, a small pounding sound appeared on the Black Knight's breastplate. The Knight lowered his head and looked at the cute little girl.

"Is Joseph going to die?"

The knight stammered and said, "Why do you say that?"

“We never say ‘goodbye’.”

“…”

Lucy leaned back and pressed on the Black Knight's armor, saying, "It's great, Joseph has also gone to heaven. His skill in making beds is too poor. You can learn more from your mother when we are not dead.

I don't want them to wait too long. Are we going to die too?"

The knight tightened the rope, took a deep breath, and replied in an extremely thick, mature and confident voice: "No, Lucy, you will experience famine, your face is pale and skinny, you will encounter war, you will be in danger of danger, you will be lost due to the plague

The hair is weak, but you won't die so quickly. You still have to grow up and become more beautiful than any flower, find a similar man to start a family, have a few children that are annoying when you grow up, and raise a few sheep

, I will not allow you to die of old age until you lose all your teeth and you will vomit even if you drink water."

The little fist hit her breastplate even harder, and it was judged that she was really hard based on the sound.

"Bad guy!"

"Hmph."

"…bad guy, my name is Lucy."

"Lucy Abelchien, call me Algeron Ferry."
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