Chapter fifty-ninth, death will be the hope of tomorrow
A night of silence.
Although Qing Ji is crazy, she can still communicate.
In particular, for some unknown reason, this crazy little girl always regards the two masters Yagi and Fujimaru as Lord Anzhen, so she obeys their advice.
Fujimaru Ritsuka slept until noon. When he stretched his body, he felt a clicking sound in his shoulders, neck and various joints. He slept very comfortably.
After all, the beds here are for nobles, so they are much more comfortable than the ordinary staff rooms allocated by Chaldea.
If it weren't for the size restrictions on things brought back from the singularity, she would have really wanted to get a bed there.
"Good morning, Matthew."
Fujimaru Ritsuka greeted the girl next to her with a slightly blushing face.
"Ah ah ah, um, ah, morning, morning, senior..."
She was so excited that Ma Xiu couldn't even speak. She didn't know what happened to Ma Xiu before she woke up, but in short, it was just something that made Ma Xiu excited.
As soon as he realized that he had said the wrong thing in a panic, Mashu covered his mouth with his lovely hands, looking panicked.
"Huh? Matthew, what's wrong?"
"Ah, no, nothing! Absolutely! Nothing! Nothing! Happened!"
Mashu bit hard every word, her pink-purple hair came closer, and her deep purple eyes were filled with an undeniable serious expression. Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled awkwardly, she did not expect Mashu to have such a big reaction.
Originally it was just a joke with her.
Decisively skipping the topic, she asked about the time while getting dressed, and chatted a few details. After getting ready, Fujimaru Ritsuka opened the door and was about to go to the living room...
"Master Anzhen, the little girl Qingji has been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Wow!"
As soon as she opened the door, she heard a sweet feminine voice coming from under her feet. She was so frightened that she quickly took a step back and looked carefully at the door. It turned out to be Kiyohime!
This woman actually knelt down on the ground in the extremely humble posture of ancient Japanese women, with her head bowed deeply on the floor, and paid her respects to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Kiyohime?!"
"Lord Anzhen! Let's go! Let's eat together!"
She was half-forced by Kiyohime and dragged to the living room. Yagi and others were already there. The black-haired swordsman holding the coffee and savoring the bitter taste raised his hand to say hello to her.
Like Mash, he is a sub-server and does not need to rest essentially. However, he will still be mentally tired. Sleeping is a habitual means of relaxing, not a necessary behavior. Yesterday, he read Qingji a fairy tale by Andersen all night, and he
I painfully came to the conclusion that Andersen's fairy tales are not for ordinary people to read.
Because most fairy tales are completely different from the versions he read when he was a child.
There is a feeling of childhood collapse. Now, he is using caffeine to relieve his mental pain.
Qing Ji's cooking skills are very good.
Although this metaphor is strange, surprisingly, it is the same level of cooking skills as the cat maid Tamamo Neko that I saw in the Jura Forest before.
In terms of dishes, there are both French and Japanese dishes. However, probably because of the differences in food culture between Asia and Europe, the French dishes made by Kiyohime are very large. Compared with the ordinary French dishes, a large plate is required.
There are only a few different styles of food, but every plate is full.
Adequate rest and delicious food, these two things that we were accustomed to in daily life have become extremely precious now. This is especially true since Fujimaru Ritsuka has just traveled a long distance.
As always, Qing Ji poured out her passionate love for the two people they called An Zhen. How should I put it, even though they had only met for a day, the two of them had already begun to get used to it.
While chatting in the morning, I suddenly heard the sound of a bell.
A heavy, huge bell.
It rang eight times in a row, but I didn’t know what the bell was.
The sound was so loud that it seemed like the building was vibrating.
As the building rumbled, everyone could clearly hear the huge bell.
"What kind of bell is this?"
The strange path of Yagi Sessai.
"Ah, it's the Bell of Tomorrow. It's something Sanson likes. Every time this bell is rung, it means the execution begins. Every few times it rings, it corresponds to the number of people who will be executed today."
"?!"
Just listening to it made Fujimaru Ritsuka's hair stand on end. He was like a devil, this kind of person.
"Is there eight people today? Hey, could it be the people who were not successfully executed yesterday plus the criminals found today?"
Kiyohime murmured, her eyes fixed on Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Master Anzhen! Don't worry about those trivial matters! Now, please concentrate on savoring Qing Ji's meticulous work for you..."
Before she finished speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka pushed her hand away roughly and looked at Yagi Xuesai: "Yagi-senpai, let's go quickly! We can't let them be so tyrannical!"
Really, very naive idea.
Want to save those who can.
There are so many people in the world who are longing for redemption. If they were to redeem them one by one, it would not be enough at the human level. Only God has this ability.
Therefore, the more humans try to save humans, the more they will feel their own insignificance and inadequacy. They may succeed at first, but as more people are saved, the more they are expected, until one day, they are saved by this
The desire for redemption was crushed.
Fujimaru Ritsuka's behavior is naive and stupid.
"Okay. Let's go."
Yagi Xuezhai smiled and agreed.
But this is her style.
This is what the savior of humanity, the savior of mankind, should say.
Be it naive or stupid.
If we don't even try to save those we can, it would be too cold and heartless for a human being.
Yagi Sekssai himself will definitely know it clearly, but he doesn't hate Fujimaru Ritsuka's idea of working hard to save everyone.
It is precisely because I do not have this kind of kindness that I want to protect this kind of kindness. It is precisely because it is difficult for everyone to remain kind, so kindness is rare and valuable. This is an element that must be possessed as a savior. Other aspects
Well, let's supplement it by ourselves and these reliable followers.
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On the execution platform, Sanson was holding a strangely shaped sword in his hand. It looked like a widened one-handed sword. The blades on both sides were very blunt, as if it were covered with a huge scabbard.
However, outside the round head on the top of the sword, a pair of sharp, sickle-like structures protruded out, pieced together to look like an axe.
This is a special weapon that gives people the feeling of a guillotine.
Sanson poked it on the floor of the execution platform and looked down at the trembling crowd below, but had to gather at his feet to watch the execution.
These people deserve a painless death.
In the days before Sanson, death was a very painful thing.
This is especially true for executions.
Therefore, executioners are needed, a profession that specializes in honing killing skills in order to bring criminals a painless death. In Sanson's era, with the invention of the guillotine, executions became more convenient and efficient.
What this high efficiency brought about was a great increase in the number of executions.
(Death is the hope leading to tomorrow. As the executioner of death, I just need to work hard to hone my execution skills. I really look forward to it. What will happen if the last savior of mankind stands on his own guillotine? For mankind
The noble man who stepped forward is worthy of his own guillotine and the execution prop that he has created with all his strength.)