Emotions fermented and intensified in the not too spacious elevator, and Doris's eyes were filled with tears for a short time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The tiny containers in Info's eyes couldn't handle that much of them, so they slid down their cheeks, which had not yet lost their rosy color, and hit the hat that Kasia had bought for Doris.

The protective door of the elevator was still wide open, and the warm air flowing in the hotel corridor swept in, not drying and evaporating the tears that Doris had fallen, but making the air around the two of them even hotter.

With her mouth open but not knowing what words of comfort to say, Kasia realizes that Doris is completely different from the environment in which she grew up. The kind of training in the military academy is to get pure high-efficiency killing machines, and they can complete every order given more accurately, and only have a very low failure rate.

However, for the cultivation of a saint like Doris, every step has been carefully calculated and considered by the exclusive school in the sanctuary. They also knew what kind of people were needed in the church, and what kind of saints were needed. Putting something in a stylized way and tending to an assembly-line operation is what the empire is best at. From the time they were born, the probability of them being exposed to this aspect of Kasia was almost zero. They enjoy the best teachers, the best educational resources and training methods. And as a saint, even if the belief in the gods enshrined in the temple is not fanatical now, at least in their hearts, they can definitely trust and pour out their inner existence without hesitation. And as the Holy Emperor, who is the supreme ruler of the Holy Emperor Hall, he regards himself as a representative of the gods, and he is naturally the person that these saints who are closed and educated are the most believed and admired.

The life of the saint is very good, because throughout her life, almost all kinds of people are hiding the dark side of the world from their eyes. It's like a beautiful little garden, in their eyes, it will always be the appearance of flowers blooming and green grass flourishing in spring. However, it can also be said that the identity of the saints is not forever, and they are not an existence that cannot be blasphemed. In the process of choosing, many people have been brushed off in terms of appearance. In the few years of adulthood, as they grow older and more physically, more and more people will be interested in them, and one by one they will be reduced to the point of becoming almost a commodity, which is also the fate of many of them. The rest of the people are almost married to young masters in aristocratic families, and since then, they have gone through their lives, and it is difficult for there to be any storms in life.

"No, no one can abandon you. You have to know that you will be a very important person to them, now and in the future. Kasia half-crouched down and looked into Doris's eyes and said, the color inside was much darker, "With me by your side, and the housekeepers who are going to come, you won't be hurt in any way." ”

"Really?"

"Do you look like a liar when you look at me?" Kasia's voice was gentle and flat, "Aren't the gods all suffering and hardships because they have become gods? ”

"Of course not, my theology classes have always been very good. ”

Touching Doris's head, Kasia continued what she had just said, "Therefore, since we believe in the gods enshrined in the temple, we should not only take it to heart, but should practice its spirit and will." The gods are everywhere, and may be watching you crying right now, saying that it doesn't trust you anymore, and then has abandoned you. Then the gods will really get angry and do what you say. Wiping away your tears, things are not at all what you think, at least isn't my brother always by your side now. I'll be going to help you carry your suitcase for a long time until you can lift it yourself without any effort. ”

"Is this the test of the gods and the Holy Emperor for me?" asked Doris with a wink of thought.

"yes, I think that's it. ”

After arriving in the room, Doris was in a much better state of mind, and within a little time, she fell asleep on the low table. Kasia stepped over and closed the curtains, and even as evening approached, the fiery red sunlight of summer was still dazzling.

Placing Doris's box beside her, her eyes shifted from the sleeping Doris to the glass of water in front of her. Kasia thought about it alone for a while, and finally decided to separate the golden skull wrapped in red cloth from the black leather case.

From Doris's words, it was not possible to know how the butlers had found her. But if the problem is not with Doris, then the only things that can be identified are these everyday objects.

So when he got off the train, Kasia didn't temporarily replace it with a good one because the box was broken. On the way here, even if she bought a more suitable hat, Kasia didn't ask Doris to throw away the original untimely hat. Every item may have the marks of the butlers on it, and it is impossible not to have them.

Regardless of whether their guesses were correct or not, and which branch the route should lead to, they could not let Doris go unattended. The only mystery now is what their purpose is.

Immediately separating the skull from the black box and placing it in a separate room, Kasia arranged all the situations she could think of, set up the reminder device, and then returned to the original room. The sky was half dark, and the rest was a dull grayish color.

After dinner, the windows were reopened, and the lights of the night in the Oria region were filled. Doris stayed by Kasia's side, and together they looked through the window for a long time, a moving light in the sky as deep as a pool of water, with the stars corresponding to each other.

Somewhat unexpectedly, as Cassia scanned the night scenes, he saw a large colorful billboard with the logo of the giant arms company Webley.

"Selling a branch of steam locomotives?" Mr. Kasia muttered as he looked at the car-like sign under the billboard.

Doris looked up at Kasia's calm face, and then returned her gaze to the flowing point of light. It wasn't until his eyes were sour that he went back to his room and took out his theological books to read. Kasia's words in the elevator had a big impact on her. (To be continued.) )