At the same time that Delphinium began to think, the water column above her head was also connected, but the brightness of the light was not as bright as Russell's dazzling golden-green light, and it suddenly became sparse. It was even slightly less than the surrounding nuns.
After just one round of prayer, she felt that her eyes became clearer and her brain became clearer. It was not that prayer had changed or strengthened anything... it was just that her tired spirit and brain had been fully relaxed.
There is no need to pray or worship anything. All you need to do is share "beautiful things" and strengthen "good thoughts", which is to respect the gods.
At this moment, Delphinium understood why the Cyber Church could become the mainstream faith in the world, and why so many people relied on and believed in the Cyber Church. And why there were so few people from the Cyber Church.
There will be particularly despicable people.
The root of all this comes from this "prayer device."
Forget resentment, forget hatred, forget obsession, recall your original beliefs, rest and breathe in the place that suits you best. With this kind of effective healing method for the soul, it is difficult for people to become extreme. There is not much mental pressure.
, when the mind and brain are properly relaxed, everyone can become magnanimous and optimistic.
In a dark and lightless world, the church gave them false light. Everyone knows that this ultimate beauty is only a fleeting artifact, a virtual image that is not much different from games and transcendental videos...
...But sometimes, people would rather be deceived. Because maybe just that moment of peace and beauty can make people who are pushed to the limit recover again.
All they need is just that "breath" of relaxation.
Can people not know in their own hearts whether this light is false or not?
But even the most false light is better than a completely dark night. As long as you can see hope...even if that hope is so slim, you can live.
This time, Delphinium fell into a peaceful sleep again. Unlike before, where she was full of doubts and vigilance, she fully understood the "necessity" of this kind of prayer.
And when Delphinium fell into a dream again, the power of the Holy Order from her head became coherent again, as if she had entered a deep sleep.
On the other side, Russell is also in a "dream" similar to Delphinium.
The only difference is that he is not the only one in his dream.
Russell was sitting in his room. The cramped space was the place where he could relax the most...because that's where Alice was.
Now, Russell was sitting on the bed, quietly looking at his old classmate at the table, who was boiling water and pouring tea for him.
He has a unique canine smell that can be smelled even from a distance. It's like having a dog at home, and you can smell that smell easily.
That guy has that classic otaku look.
His face is human, but has some wolf characteristics.
He is somewhat hunched over and wears round-rimmed glasses that are so thick that just by lowering his head slightly, the reflection turns white, making him look like Conan when he is thinking. His free and uninhibited hairstyle is quite random, because it is actually
It was just pressed out after waking up.
He was wearing a somewhat shabby dark green jacket with an orange long-sleeved shirt underneath. The "brand spokesperson" of a chip shop was printed on the shirt - it was a fat yellow dog with chips in its mouth.
Chicken Russell remembered that Sogo Island had produced twelve episodes of animation for it before, but the filming was very poor.
However, Russell knew... it was not because he liked the chicken very much, it was just because when he gave Russell a gift for the first time, he didn't know what to give, so he bought his favorite French fries. Because he bought a lot of them,
So the merchant gave him a long-sleeved T-shirt.
Yes, this man is Lycaon.
"You are still so thin."
Russell sighed: "I didn't expect you would still be like this after you died."
Lycaon is over 1.8 meters tall - considering that there are all kinds of strange spirits, with heights ranging from over half a meter to three meters, this height is considered relatively tall. But his weight is only one hundred kilograms.
It is no longer a matter of being thin, it can even be said to be a bit skinny.
When we all took a bath together, Russell had seen his body... After taking off the long sleeves that had never been changed for a century, you could see several clear ribs on his chest and an unobvious belly. Russell's figure
It's much more symmetrical. At least although Russell looks slim, he has chest and abdominal muscles.
"Ah...don't you drink some, Susu? This is the best tea in your memory."
Lycaon asked as he poured another cup of tea.
The cup he poured before turned out to be not for himself, but for Russell. The second cup Lycaon poured was for himself.
It is completely different from his cold appearance as he has the face of a wolf.
Lycaon's voice can even be said to be soft and somewhat feminine——
Although Russell's voice is clear, it is an extremely pure boy's voice. Clear, loud and clear, full of confidence and affinity.
But Lycaon's voice is not naturally soft. It is a bit similar to the feeling of being afraid to speak loudly and clearly due to social fear... The speaking voice is close to falsetto, so it feels a little bit clipped. It even feels
It's always slow, not slow, but hesitant.
To put it more clearly, it is the kind of voice you use when talking to your class teacher when you are called to the office for making a mistake.
"No," Russell smiled, "No matter how delicious the tea is, it's just tea. If possible, I still want to drink Coke."
"Ah, I'm a little sorry."
Lycaon lowered his head and sighed, but still left a glass for Russell.
Even though he knew that Russell would not come to drink, he still had to take good care of her.
"What the hell is going on?"
Russell sighed: "Don't tell me, you are a werewolf, right?"
"That's true... Ah, it's the monkey-faced eagle's technique. You also know it. He is quite talented. I tried for a long time before I completed the reproduction with the help of the bishop. This also shows that this
The technology is already very mature..."
Lycaon held the teacup in both hands and sighed similarly, his voice even lower than Russell's: "Oh...it would be better if you didn't come back."
"What, don't you want to confront me?"
"Ah...yes. But you are back with your girlfriend, so I have to celebrate...Ah, speaking of which, you are getting married, right?"
"Yes."
"Ah...congratulations then. You are going to Happy Island to get married. I will rush there then."
Lycaon did not look up at Russell, but just looked down at the tea cup in his hand.
He said softly: "Can you... I mean, after your birthday, leave Sogo Island as soon as possible?
"Don't worry about the commission given to you by the Three Sages. Soon... there will be chaos here. By then... you may not be able to leave. I mean, it won't be easy to leave. It will be very troublesome.
of."
Russell was a little silent for a moment.
The strange scene in front of him gave Russell an illusion - it was like being the most autistic child in the class who suddenly said to you very seriously one day, "Russell, please don't come to school tomorrow."
.
Oh, Lycaon is indeed the most autistic child in the class.
That's okay.
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