Chapter 64: Does it only take one afternoon to think about it?
The atmosphere at lunch became very strange. Except for Lin Ge who was eating without any distractions, as if he was not affected by anything, the two girls seemed a little absent-minded. They always peeked at Lin Ge quietly, as if they wanted to learn from the subtle changes in his expression.
, read out some hidden information.
This weird atmosphere lasted until after dinner and when the dishes were being cleared away, Metien, who was urged by Linge to go back to the second floor to review, walked to the kitchen door and finally couldn't help but turned around and asked: "Linge, what are you doing?"
Will you go to Rosting?"
Ringer said without looking back: "I'm still thinking about it."
"I think you should go."
Metien said seriously: "Sister Saint Charlia is the descendant of the goddess, I don't think she will deceive us. Moreover, you are the one chosen by the golden apple, just like sister Alice is the messenger of the goddess,
You have also received the inspiration from the goddess, should you do something? This way, father will not be disappointed with us!"
After meeting the real messenger of the goddess, Saint Shalia, the pink-haired little girl was still willing to believe that Alice, the fake messenger, was also a messenger, which really moved her.
Lin Ge stopped what he was doing, turned around, and said to his sister: "First of all, whether she is the descendant of the goddess or not, this is something without evidence. We cannot draw a conclusion based on one person's words alone; secondly, there is no evidence.
, the goddess has other believers in the world, we just need to do what we can, such as spreading her gospel in the world..."
"But, we can no longer do what we can?"
Metien interrupted his brother, his eyes a little aggrieved.
Lin Ge was slightly startled, and then realized that this was indeed the case.
After the Blood Moon Incident, the negotiations between the Religious Mutual Aid Association and the City Parish Committee probably ended in vain. The closure of Tianxin Church is a foregone conclusion and inevitable. How can I spread His gospel to the goddess when I am no longer a priest?
?
The "things within one's power" that people talk about are often just psychological comfort for themselves. Once the world changes, they will no longer exist.
Even so, Ringer's answer remained unchanged.
"I still need to think about it." He said: "Medine, you go upstairs to review first. Don't forget, the pharmacist qualification exam is next month."
"Oh."
Metien replied dully, then lowered his head and left the kitchen.
When the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away, Alice, who was pretending to wash the dishes, came forward and said mischievously: "Actually, I also think you should go."
She shook her head and sighed: "After all, this is the main plot of the game. If you don't even accept the main quest, how can you continue to play this game? You look like an outsider at first glance, tsk."
Lin Ge didn't understand what a "main mission" was. He only knew one thing: "This is not a game."
You can be resurrected after death in the game, but not in reality. If you accept the invitation of Saint Shalia and follow the guide line to embark on the journey, what kind of dangers will you encounter? What will happen in another strange city?
What fate is waiting for you? These are unforeseen things.
Mayteen and Alice may be looking forward to an incredible adventure, but Ringo has long passed the age of innocence.
"Don't be like a child, always indulging in some ridiculous stories." He said: "There is only one protagonist, but it may not be us."
Alice wanted to say that you are the protagonist, but she stopped talking and did not say it out. She snorted: "You say we are children, how old are you?"
"Twenty-one."
"That's not much older than me!"
Alice was quite angry and thought that Ringer's double standards were a behavior that must be criticized. However, considering that he was her employer after all, she had to save some face, so she did not do so.
"Actually, you are more suitable to go with her." Lin Ge suddenly said: "You are also the messenger of the goddess, you have a magical game console and cassette, and you are naturally adventurous... To be honest, you didn't propose to go with her.
The request to leave is something that surprised me."
"What do you mean!?" Alice immediately became furious, one of her hairs suddenly stood up, and she stared at him with vigilant eyes: "You promised not to drive me away? You really still have to drive me away, right?"
You're a bastard of your word!"
"I don't want to drive you away, I just feel that there seems to be no reason for you to stay in Tianxin Church."
"Who said there is no such thing!"
"Oh? What reason?"
"I am your maid!" Alice puffed up her chest and said confidently, "A maid must have the professionalism of a maid. How can I abandon my employer and walk away before you fire me?"
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After hearing this, Lin Ge stared at her for a while, and finally sighed: "So, when Metien wanted to hire you as a maid, I should have refused."
"Hey, what does this sentence mean!?"
"..."
"Don't be silent, explain it to me clearly!"
"Wash the dishes first."
***
No one knows how long Ringer's consideration will last. Saint Xalia did not appear again after she left. Medien returned to his room and continued to review the information for the pharmacist qualification examination. Alice was finishing her housework.
After that, I immersed myself in tinkering with the game console that could not be started temporarily, trying to figure out whether it was broken or whether it was replenishing energy.
But after tinkering for a long time, there was no result. In the end, Alice was discouraged. She spread her hands and smashed it. Anyway, this thing was developed by the Game Command Studio, and she didn't know how to repair it. I'll take a look in two days, maybe it will work.
Is that good?
She turned to look out the window, only to find that the blood-red setting sun had penetrated the window frame and gradually flowed into the room. The oppressive and dull light refracted around the room, as if a sea of blood were projected on the wall, and the height had already covered Alice's eyes.
The top of the head.
Her stomach growled, and she realized it was time for dinner. She put down her game console and cassette tape, and went downstairs to look for Ringer. She wanted to ask him what he would eat tonight. If possible, Alice hoped to have delicious pan-fried pork chops.
and cheese and ham.
The doors and windows of the chapel on the first floor are closed, making it even darker. Standing at the stairs, you can only see the vague outline of the goddess statue and the shadow of rows of silent oak benches. They have not welcomed believers for two weeks.
The prayer seems to have been forgotten in a corner of the world. In the dark corners beside the silver candlesticks and stone statues... the moisture from the medieval era lingers, and there are already between the wall bricks.
The clinging moss looks lifeless.
Alice couldn't bear to see such a deserted and lonely scene, so she quickly ran away and walked to the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, she found that it was also empty. Could it be that Ringer had gone out to buy groceries?
Glancing over, she saw that the door to the backyard was open, and Alice had some guesses in her mind. She subconsciously stood on tiptoes, tiptoed toward the door, grabbed the door frame, and carefully looked around, and sure enough she saw Ringer's
The figure stands in the shadow of several Baicheng sycamores, with its back to itself.
He didn't seem to notice that Alice was peeping. He was holding a book in his hand. He raised his head and stared quietly at the sycamore branches bathed in the bloody sunset. He saw the few leaves left on them swaying in the evening breeze of the cold moon.
It shivers under the breeze and seems to be about to fall off soon, but the new shoots still show no sign of sprouting.
He opened his mouth and whispered something. Alice quickly moved closer and held her breath until she heard what he said -
"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang Ke." The young man spoke softly, and his straight back looked a little lonely: "I seem to have failed to live up to your expectations."
He is apologizing to his adoptive father.
By living up to expectations, does it refer to the closure of Tianxin Church, or something else?
Alice was thinking about it when she saw Ringer suddenly turning around, his gaze so sharp in the dim backyard, fixed on her body. The golden-haired maid was startled, and quickly jumped out, waving her hands and saying: "What?
I didn't mean to eavesdrop. In fact, I didn't hear anything. You have to believe me..."
"You came just in time." Lin Ge said calmly, his expression as calm as if nothing had happened just now: "Get ready and come with me to buy dinner for today."
"Eh? Oh, okay, okay!"
Alice quickly agreed.
Ringer walked past her, probably to get the money. Alice was still there feeling guilty and didn't dare to move. She listened to the young man's footsteps gradually moving away, and quietly raised her head and looked at his face.
Looking at his back, I remembered his guilty and somewhat lonely tone when he apologized just now, and suddenly felt that Ringer was actually not as cold and strong as I thought.
I heard from Metien that Ringer a long time ago was a person who loved to laugh. Although it is difficult to imagine what he looked like when he smiled, since it was said by Metien, there should be nothing wrong.
It was the death of his adoptive father, Mr. Yang Ke, that changed him.
However, if Mr. Yang Ke did die of illness, how could Ringer change into such a rational and cold character? Is it normal for someone like Metien to aspire to be a doctor and save more patients? Thinking of this, an uncontrollable impulse suddenly surged in Alice's heart, and she subconsciously shouted: "Wait a minute, Ringer!"
The young man stopped. Although the darkness in the corridor was a little thick, almost covering his entire body, Alice could feel that he had turned back and was looking at her with those golden eyes.
She swallowed quietly. In fact, Alice already regretted it a little. Revealing scars was not what a talented player should do, let alone such a sensitive issue. However, if the arrow was on the string, could she still not shoot it? Should she ask him tonight?
What to eat?
So, the maid could only bite the bullet and asked: "I think, um, I just want to ask, uh, about Mr. Yang Ke... Actually, Metien told me, but I feel that something is not right? So?
,Um, did he really... die of illness?"
As the words fell, the atmosphere fell into an eerie silence, and even the air seemed to have stopped flowing, making Alice feel as if she had fallen into a lightless ocean, feeling depressed to the point of suffocation.
Sure enough, you shouldn’t ask this question!
She secretly complained, but at this time, she heard Ringer's voice coming lightly from the corridor, but instead of answering her question, he talked about another thing——