[If God wants to carry out heavenly punishment on the world, he will give anger to thunder, hatred to destruction, disaster to disintegration, sorrow to falling leaves, hatred to instant destruction, sorrow to rain of souls, and finally
And reduce all sins at one glance.】
This is the narrative about the divine gifts that I heard from the goddess Elinor when I met her for the fourth time.
This sentence was told to mankind in the form of an oracle, and thus the [Divine Enforcement Group], which "executes orders for gods", was born, referred to as the "Divine Execution Group".
And now, thousands of years later, Qianzhihe said the same words to me.
"The Shenxing Regiment is not nominally affiliated with any organization in the empire, and it is extremely low-key when performing tasks. It will not appear in public view unless necessary."
"Oh... Well, let's change the topic. These... are too far away from us."
"Far away? It is indeed out of reach for me, but it is different for you. As long as you are willing, you can become a divine officer!"
[Shenxing Officer], that is, [Divine Executive Officer], is an honorary title awarded by the empire to members of the Shenxing Group. There are currently six Shenxing Officers, all of whom are possessors of divine gifts. As for who they are...
.There is no accurate and complete answer, because their identities constantly change according to the needs of the empire, and the empire strictly prohibits exploring the privacy of Shenxing officers.
By the way, all the knowledge about Shenxingguan was taught to me by Marcia, and its reliability... is open to question.
"Stop praising me. Don't forget that I can't even use magic."
"That kind of thing... doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter?!"
I repeated it rather exaggeratedly, and then started chanting:
"You know? Even I was full of expectations when I first came to this world. However, I thought I could see some familiar and strange things...such as elves, dwarves, orcs,
Goblins, dragons, talking magic books, etc... These are obviously the standard features of the magical world! But there are none! What's even more unacceptable is that such a bland world can actually
It can also be considered a magical world..."
"...Although I don't quite understand what you are talking about——"
Qianzhihe seemed to be trying hard to understand my series of complaints, his big confused eyes blinking:
"But the bunch of words you mentioned...aren't those creatures all fictitious in the book?"
"Yes! Even you in the magical world know that it is a fictitious creature... This is something I can't accept."
"Are you laughing at me?"
Qian Zhihe glared at me dissatisfied:
"I admit that I don't usually read much, but I have definitely read "The Whippet."
Well, well, the great fantasy novel "The Whippet" in the wizarding world...it's such a familiar name.
"..."
"That look on your face...doesn't it mean you don't believe me? I can tell you all the details of the Battle of the Five Armies."
The Battle of the Five Armies...
"No, no need, I didn't doubt you at all."
I regret having said so many useless complaints to Qian Zhihe.
It's so stupid that she can't understand it without even thinking about it.
"By the way, I've actually wanted to ask for a long time - why do you firmly believe that I have divine eyes?"
"You are still asking this now?"
Qianzhihe raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Even if we didn't fully believe it at first, after you admitted it later, we will naturally let go of the remaining doubts."
"Oh~~ Do you mean that Mr. Gu's words are absolutely credible?"
"Not really..."
Hello.
"But if you don't have a divine eye, many of your actions will be difficult to explain."
"Oh? Since you have already concluded that the divine eye is on me, why do you allow me to continue to live idle?"
"That is your choice and should not be interfered with...Although I hope for 'change', I don't like to impose it on others."
After saying that, Qianzhihe asked as if he noticed something:
"There's something wrong with you today. Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden?"
"It just feels weird."
I stretched out a finger and pointed to the sky:
"By the gods, I can guarantee that before I met you, even though I had many personal doubts, such as that I am immortal and I cannot use magic... no one has ever explored me like you. Is this true?
Isn't it strange? Why will you discover my secret a hundred years later? Thinking about it this way, you are the most special, right? Could it be that the gods have arranged it secretly? What is the difference between you and others...
I have no clue. But the fact is that you subtly changed me - a group of children convinced the stubborn old man."
"..."
Qian Zhihe thought for a while, and after a long time, she slowly spoke:
"I...you have thought so much."
"I'm very free every day, so I don't mind using my brain more."
"Well... I can't give you a satisfactory reply right away... However, your question really surprised me. After you reminded me, it seemed that there was some kind of power that contributed to your change, but
I don't think I have anything special. Maybe... you are always changing, but the speed is too slow, so that you ignore it. When it accumulates to a certain extent and produces greater 'changes', you
Only then did I notice...and we only played a slight role in promoting it."
"Is this..."
I murmured quietly.
A guard came to see Qianzhihe. Qianzhihe left a word of "Excuse me" and got up and left.
"I have always been in a state of 'change', but this time, what happened was not a quantitative change, but a qualitative change..."
What will the "eternal" "qualitative change" look like?
......
Autumn is the most lively season after spring.
There are many mountains near the small town of Weige, and the soil quality is poor. Every spring and autumn, a large amount of food and other daily necessities have to be purchased from other places to prepare for summer and winter. At that time, a large number of traveling businessmen will come to the small town.
Town.
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But...perhaps it's my misunderstanding, I seem to see a lot fewer traveling businessmen this fall.
On a sunny afternoon, I visited the director of the nursing home.
It happened that the dean had finished handling the day's affairs, and she met me immediately.
The dean and I were sitting in a reception room.
"Ah... do you think so too? In fact, I am worried about this matter. Some necessities in the hospital are already in very short supply. If the goods brought by the merchants are not enough to supplement the needs of the nursing home, old gentlemen
Just..."
The dean sighed lightly and did not say anything further.
Well, the elderly in nursing homes account for more than half of the total number of people... I think they will be affected a lot.
"It's quite tricky."
"Well...you don't have to worry, there will always be a way!"
I don’t know why, the dean’s self-encouragement sounded like comforting me.
"Of course I can rest assured. After all, there is a reliable dean~~"
I followed her intention and relaxed my tone:
"By the way, how are you doing, old Rube?"
"I don't want to hide it from you... The old gentleman's body is getting weaker and weaker, and the symptoms of dementia are becoming more and more obvious. I'm afraid..."
"No need to feel guilty, there is nothing you can do about it."
It just confirmed the prediction in my heart, and I didn’t have too many sad emotions.
The dean smiled softly, but his eyes were filled with sighs:
"As expected of you, are you used to this kind of reincarnation?"
"I'm not sure, I just think that we should always obey the rules and say goodbye when it's time to say goodbye, just like drinking water when you need to drink water."
"Haha...is this the survival wisdom of 'Mr. Statue'?"
"And it's the kind that's only suitable for 'Mr. Statue'...ah, thank you."
I took the tea from the dean.
Outside the window, I caught a glimpse of fallen leaves piled up like a hill - under the afterglow of the setting sun, the dry leaves were dyed with the color of the setting sun, and a gust of wind blew by, making them "rustle" like they were coming back to life.
The light also fell on the dean's hand, and the slightly bloated back of the hand was illuminated golden, like dried orange peel.
"I would like to ask, if I remember correctly, Qian Zhihe is your adopted daughter, right?"
"Yes."
"Would you mind telling me the story?"
"You are the second person to ask me this."
"The first person is Qianzhihe?"
"Well, that kid is always chasing me and asking questions."
There was a smile in the corner of the dean's eyes, and his gaze was cast somewhere behind me...or a more distant corner.
"Actually, it was just a coincidence that I met that child."
"Oh?"
"At that time, for some reasons, I went to Samobile - the 'City of Thorns'. There, I got into a passenger carriage. There was a lady in the car, and she was accompanied by five people.
Six children... I struck up a conversation with her out of curiosity, and she told me that these children were all going to be sent to orphanages... Xiaohe was among that group of children.
, and he is the only one with no tears on his face."
"..."
"After asking, I found out that the child's parents were both officers, and his father was a knight, but they had all died in a recent war... After the parents suffered an accident, the robbers ransacked the child's home again.
Just dump her on the street..."
Hiss...
It suddenly became heavy.
"Fortunately among misfortunes, that lady is an old friend of Xiaohe's parents, so I accidentally recognized her on the street..."
The dean's words came to an abrupt end, and I could already guess the rest of the content.
"Then you volunteered and asked the lady to entrust the paper crane to you to raise?"
"Yeah, but it took me a lot of energy along the way... After all, I'm just a stranger."
The dean’s hands were folded together and they were rubbing slowly back and forth:
"I pestered that lady for several days in a row. I really didn't understand why I was so persistent...but I finally gained her trust."
I can't imagine the dean pestering others...
"Unexpectedly, Qian Zhihe has never told me these things..."
I couldn’t help but shook my head with emotion:
"It's so complicated..."
So, that guy’s enthusiasm came from this... I thought it was due to childishness.
I was arrogant and stupid. I made a mistake.
What the young and resolute Paper Crane carries are blood-red memories that I cannot see.
How does she view it? Right now, she still harbors hatred?
"If you ask, the child will definitely tell you without reservation."
"Why?"
"Because she is the kind of person who can't let go of the past."
The dean said without any doubt. Then he waved his hand:
"It's all in the past... Guess what the lady told me in the end?"
"Take good care of the paper crane?"
"I promised this long ago."
"Hmm... Cultivate Qianzhihe into a great person?"
"No, no...Oh, then I said it."
The dean leaned forward slightly and aimed his eyes at me:
"The lady hopes that I can keep Xiao He away from the war forever."
