13 Mink Street

When the old shop door was pushed open, it made a long "squeaking" sound, disturbing the aroma of miso that lingered quietly inside.

"Coming."

An old lady wearing a yellow apron came over. Although she was old and had gray hair, she was very energetic and had kind eyes.

"Um."

Bourne nodded and sat down at the familiar small table.

The old lady brought over a bowl of miso, a plate of beans and a glass of wine.

According to the traditional way of eating ween, you just pick up the beans with your fingers, dip them in the miso, and put them in your mouth.

Every traditional Ween family’s miso has a different taste.

This one has a strong taste, but it's not greasy at all and tastes delicious.

"There are still some ingredients that I have to wait for my son to come back from. You can wait a moment."

"good."

The old lady sat down opposite Bourne and said with a smile, "You haven't been here for a while."

"Yeah, busy."

"You are haggard. You look older than me. You should take good care of your body."

"Yeah, I will."

The old lady nodded, raised her hand, and gestured to her height: "I still remember the first time your father brought you here to eat, you were so tall."

Bourne ate the beans calmly, and this sentence did not seem to arouse any emotional fluctuations in him.

Although as an old "creature" in the shadows, he has the ability to remember very small details, the image of his father has long been blurred in his memory.

"The first time you brought your son here to eat, he was just as young as you were."

"Yes."

"Do you miss him?"

"In no mood."

"Why don't you want to?"

"Not deep feelings."

"You guys, in your eyes, family love really seems to be nothing."

"maybe."

"Squeak..."

The door was pushed open.

The old lady was a little surprised and said: "Why are all the guests so early today?"

After getting up and walking to the door to greet her, the old lady unexpectedly found a handsome young man walking in.

The young man glanced at the small restaurant, then walked directly to the opposite of Bourne's table and sat down.

Bourne looked at Karen with some surprise and asked, "How did you find me?"

"The family dog ​​is back. The dog's nose is very good. It's not difficult to find someone."

"It's now, and you're still so secretive about what you say."

Bourne didn't believe that Karen really found him with a dog. He deliberately concealed his whereabouts, and he was very confident in his professional ability in this area.

"I'm not lying to you, my dog ​​has an extraordinary nose. No matter how powerful the monster is, it can't compare to it."

"Is that the golden retriever?"

"Yep."

"I guessed it was a monster, but I didn't realize it was as powerful as you said."

"If it could be seen casually, I wouldn't dare take it out."

"So, where did you find that dog?"

"When I was going on a long trip, my elders specially caught them and rationed them to me because they were worried that I would be unsafe outside."

Bourne placed a bean, forgot to dip it in soybean paste, and put it in his mouth without even noticing.

Karen named "the elder in the family", and in Karen's file, he was an orphan.

The old lady came over with the same bowl of miso and a plate of beans, which are traditional pre-dinner snacks.

But when she was about to put something in front of Karen, Karen blocked it with her hand:

"Excuse me, is there anything else to eat?"

The old lady recommended: "Try my soybean paste, it is different from other places."

"Sorry, I don't like the taste of miso."

"How is it possible? Is there any Wein people who don't like to eat soybean paste? We Wein people all grew up in soybean vats."

"I'm not a Venn."

Bourne silently picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and pursed his lips several times.

"Oh, okay, I understand. The ingredients need to be purchased by my son. If you don't mind, can I prepare a vegetable salad for you first?"

"No, can you give me a glass of ice water?"

"Okay, sir."

Bourne lowered his head and continued eating beans.

After a while, a glass of ice water was brought over by the old lady. She smiled and asked next to her:

"where u from?"

"Rui Lan."

"Oh, that's a very nice place. I heard that the climate there is very good?"

"It's not that good, but compared to Wayne, it's really good."

"You know a saying we have in Venn, foreign guests, when you complain about the damn weather with us locals, we can quickly become friends.

I don’t like the weather here either, and I often look forward to the day when I can experience the long, free sunshine. Unfortunately, I’m old. Unfortunately, I can’t travel far. "

The old lady's sentence was divided into two sentences, saying that it was not that she was nagging, but that Karen had smelled the aura of strange demons emanating from her body.

It was very faint, but it was impossible to hide it from his eyes.

Among the strange demons Karen has seen, only Alfred can completely purify the smell of strange demons from his body. The other strange demons can only hide and cover up to varying degrees.

If it is a strange demon, it is indeed not suitable for moving around. She is likely to be restricted in her range of activities. Of course, she may also gain shelter and safety because of this.

After all, Bourne has been eating here. With his identity, it is a simple thing to issue a "certificate" to the strange demon.

"By the way, handsome young man, are you married?"

"I have a fiancée."

"I think she must be very beautiful and gentle."

"Yes."

"It's great. It reminds me of when I was young. I was gentle and beautiful when I was young."

"Ma'am, you are too now."

"Haha, you are really good at talking. I will make you my best eel curry later."

"I am looking forward."

There was movement at the back door of the kitchen.

"Oh, my son is back, you two, please wait a moment."

The old lady walked into the kitchen.

Then, Karen saw an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties sticking his head out, with a little girl riding on his neck.

The aura of strange demons on these two people is even stronger.

Especially the little girl, when she saw Karen, she had a look of surprise on her face, and her big watery eyes came out of her sockets!

When the old man below saw this, he shivered in fright, and immediately reached out and slapped him upwards:

"Snapped!"

The little girl leaned back and fell, but her eyes returned to their original positions.

Immediately, the kitchen door was closed and there was a noise inside.

This should be a strange devil restaurant, but this strange devil lives a very ordinary life.

Bourne gently pushed the plate in front of him towards Karen and said, "You can try it, it tastes really good."

Karen shrugged: "I don't like forcing myself."

"What if it was before?"

"When was it before?"

“Like when you grilled me in the studio inside the Lemar Ceramics Museum.”

Karen: "Then I will definitely exclaim: Wein soybean paste is a delicacy that I can't live without in this life."

"You're so candid."

"Life preferences must come second to survival."

"Are you afraid that I continued to investigate your identity persistently?"

"Scared, but not that scared."

"How to say?"

"I don't want my identity to be exposed, but even if it is exposed, it won't necessarily be the worst ending."

"Which family in this religion are you from?"

"Many people doubt that I have this identity. Unexpectedly, you do too."

"We have seen wild geniuses, but it is sometimes almost impossible for wild geniuses to develop to this level; talent and platform complement each other."

"My family is not conspicuous, even ordinary. In York City, it is even more ordinary. As for the platform... my family's belief system is 'learning'.

I learn things very quickly, such as spells, formations, summoning spells, etc. I can learn almost everything by reading them while eating.

Maybe, my original talent is not bad, because sometimes I can't tell clearly which aspect is more important, and I can't do a control variable method. "

"Family belief system?"

"Yes."

"Are you serious? It's not some kind of residual bloodline inheritance that was once integrated into my religion."

"It's the system."

"How can it be."

"Laws sometimes evolve from rules, and rules are just statistics with a high probability, and there will be exceptions. My grandfather was a little doting on me, and he was afraid that I would not do well outside, so he added a family belief system to me. "

"Sounds like a simple thing."

"It doesn't seem like there are many things that are difficult for him as an old man."

"If you don't want to eat miso, try the beans. The beans are delicious too."

Karen shook his head and said, "Press the beans with your hands and dip them in the miso to eat."

"You can't stand the smell."

"No, you misunderstood. I think your hands are dirty."

Bourne: "..."

The kitchen door was opened, and the old lady came over with two plates of dishes, placing them in front of Bourne and Karen respectively.

She said expectantly: "Please try it quickly."

Karen picked up the fork, separated part of the eel meat, and then wrapped it in the special curry. It was smooth and tender in the mouth and tasted very good.

"delicious."

"So, even if we, the Venn people, are separated from Dajiang, we can still cook, right?"

"Yes, that's right."

"I have a request, my granddaughter. I hope to take a photo with you. I wonder if it is convenient for you."

"inconvenient."

"Okay, I know."

The old lady turned around and left, and after closing the kitchen door, there was another noise inside.

Karen lowered his head and asked while continuing to eat:

"Do you come here often to eat?"

Bourne nodded: "My father brought me here before, and later, I would come occasionally myself."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Your father is not dead. I met him at the Holy Land of Palmires Cult..."

Karen roughly recounted that experience. After listening to it, Bourne frowned slightly and said, "He was also lost?"

"No, he did not."

"If he had been vigilant and decisive enough from the beginning, things would not have developed into what they are now."

"He needs to look at the big picture, and he's done a lot of that."

"The mission cannot have such flaws." On this point, Bourne was very insistent.

"But in reality, the existence of accidents can never be erased, just like the countdown of your life."

"Right."

Bourne lowered his head and continued to eat.

Karen put down her fork, picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and said, "I thought you would be a little happier after telling you this."

"Father and son are just relationship terms. I see my family more as partners and colleagues in a project."

"This is what I respect you most about."

"What about setting aside your stance?"

Karen shook his head: "The problem is, positions cannot be put aside."

Bourne put down the tableware: "I've finished using it."

"what's next?"

"Go back to the office, there's still some work to do."

"You disappeared for three days."

"In the past three days, I have been busy at work. Some insiders and hidden secrets require me to go there in person to make the handover."

"I remember the last time we were in the Dingle area, you went to reveal your health to your friend, fearing that he would be surprised that you were not dead."

"Everything needs to be prepared with two hands, targeting different people."

"okay."

Bourne stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and looked at Karen.

Karen also stood up and asked, "It seems that the bill hasn't been paid yet."

"My family has shares in this restaurant, so we can just deduct it from the dividend at the end of the month."

“It’s still a family restaurant, I’m a little envious.”

"Allen Manor has quite a few luxury restaurants and hotels in York City."

"I don't have any shares, it belongs to my cat."

"The black cat?"

"Well, its last name is Allen."

"Pall Allen, is she the portrait of the black cat in the patriarch's office in Allen Manor?"

"How far have you investigated me?"

"It's not to investigate you. When the patriarch of the Raphael family died suddenly, I went to the scene to investigate. The Raphael family is not worth mentioning, but I noticed the forbidden curse in the ashes where the patriarch was burned. breath.

Very strange;

What kind of terrifying existence would use a forbidden spell on such a small character?

How did the Raphael family offend such a powerful being?

I investigated the interests of the Raphael family and found that the family with the deepest hatred was its original owner family, the Allen family.

But I still can't understand how the struggle between these two small families can involve existence at that level.

Could the Allen family really be so ridiculous as to ask such a strong man to avenge themselves? "

"Then what?"

"The investigation has been put on hold. I can't trace the strong man back. I only know that he used the teleportation formation within the sect and went to many places. However, so many of his whereabouts that day were reported to the highest level in the sect. I took the initiative to erase the traces.

Allen Manor attracted my attention again after you came into my sight, because your relationship with Allen Manor is very unusual.

You have something to do with that mysterious existence, right? "

"Yes, he is my grandfather."

Bourne turned his palms and said, "A person who can use forbidden spells and limit the destructive power of the forbidden spells to just enough to burn a person at level 4 of a small family's belief system to ashes, does he come from an inconspicuous family?"

"For him, it may be just an inconspicuous forbidden spell."

Karen stood at the door, and Bourne continued to hold the door with his hand. Karen waited for him to go out, but Bourne did not move.

Karen had no choice but to go out first, and Bourne came out, letting go of his hand and closing the door.

"So why?"

"The reason? It's the reason you think is the most ridiculous. Allen Manor asked him to kill the extremely cruel Patriarch Raphael."

"Hehehe... Is this former pirate family out of their minds?"

"They also regarded me as the new patriarch. On the first day I came to their manor, they arranged for me to enter the patriarch's office."

Bourne was stunned for a moment, nodded, and said: "Like the ancestors of their family, water and fire coexist. This family is sometimes very clever and sometimes very brainless when doing things?"

"Because the family is in decline, it's quite embarrassing sometimes."

"Woof!"

Little Kangna was carrying a schoolbag and walking over with Kevin in hand. She was holding an ice cream cup in her hand, and it was an extra-large cup. She was eating happily, with cream on her lips.

Karen bent down, stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Where did you come from, Rael?"

Little Kangna's eyes moved down and landed on Golden Retriever.

The golden retriever grinned and rubbed his shoulder bag with his mouth.

There is Rael in the satchel, so you can buy snacks for little Kangna when you go out.

In this family, except Pu'er who is strict with little Kangna, everyone else dotes on her.

"Hurry up and finish your meal. Remember to wash your face before going home so that Pu'er doesn't find you."

"Yeah!" Xiao Kangna nodded vigorously, and then took another bite, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

Bourne noticed the schoolbag on Xiao Kangna's body and reminded: "Is there any spirit in it?"

"have."

"You have a weapon spirit and you don't set a seal?"

Karen reached out and touched little Kangna's head and replied: "She has the heritage of the rebellious Dragon God, and the weapon spirit cannot affect her."

"Does Monster Research know about this?"

"I don't know. I just can't afford it myself, so I'll borrow the resources within the church to support it."

"The Rebellious Dragon God has a high status in the history of our religion, although it does not belong to our religion's system."

"I know."

"How did you get her to follow you?"

That was the most unruly god in history who did not hesitate to fall out with the dragon clan and fight with all the gods.

How could the dragon clan with its inheritance bow its head and recognize its master.

"Except for my lord, any other powerful god who wants to override it will be resolutely resisted by it."

Karen didn't answer, just smiled at Bourne.

Bourne's heartbeat began to intensify rapidly.

Karen bent down, patted Kevin on the head, and asked, "Are you back from recuperation?"

"Woof!"

Kevin nodded vigorously and wanted to stick out his tongue to lick Karen's palm, but Karen avoided it.

It has some resentment. Why can Pu'er do it but I can't?

"After I send him away, I will start to help you remove all the seals."

Kevin's eyes lit up.

"The dog brain will be eaten by you when the time comes, but the research needs to continue. After eating the dog brain, can you get it back?"

Kevin nodded excitedly, wagging his tail quickly and slapping little Connor on her body, almost knocking the ice cream out of little Connor's hand.

"When Ukonga brings your dog's head, I'll take it to you too."

Kevin froze.

It knew that Karen had always been wary of it, so it really didn't expect that Karen would do this.

"This is what I promised you, and it's what you deserve."

Kevin knelt down in front of Karen, his expression a little complicated.

"Although I must face it, I actually don't know how to win. Since there is a high probability that I will lose, there are thousands of reasons for losing, because if you lose, it is not unacceptable.

At least, you will be kind to them, I believe this. "

"Woof!"

Kevin gave Karen a firm shout.

With the dog brain (intelligent thinking), the dog skull (god body), and Karen undoing all the seals on itself, it doesn’t even know how far its power can be restored. The only thing that is clear is that at that time It would be very difficult for Karen to control herself again.

It is God!

"Okay, it's rare to come out. You take Kangna for a walk, secretly buy her some snacks to taste, and then take her back first."

After the explanation, Karen and Byrne walked to the other side.

Kevin looked at Karen's leaving figure, his eyes full of regret and sadness.

It was always clear that this was not the God of Order.

But he is very similar to the God of Order. He has promised himself things and never regrets or discounts.

In the last era, it had become the white glove of many main gods, cooperating with those powerful main gods, but every time it was called by Order, it was always uncontrollably excited.

Pu'er once asked it why it was so lazy back then and didn't even start a small religious cult of its own. It explained to Pu'er various reasons for religious restrictions.

But there is a reason it has never mentioned. If it can be integrated into the system of order and become a branch god under the order, oh no, just an "adult", it is extremely willing.

This was the biggest wish in its heart, but due to its low self-esteem, it never mentioned it.

Kevin suddenly seemed to realize something. He immediately looked at the satchel on his body and said to little Kangna:

"Woof woof woof!"

"Well, are you in such a hurry?"

"Woof!"

"It will melt away."

Little Kangna had no choice but to put down the ice cream, then took out the black magic paper from Kevin's bag and made a black crow.

"Woof woof woof!"

"I know, I know."

Little Kangna lets the black crow fly.

Kevin stood up on his four legs. At this moment, his dog eyes showed clear determination:

"The regrets of the last era must be made up for today!"

…

In the garden of the Department of Discipline, a group of bald heads are carrying out a tree planting movement led by the brightest bald head.

"Be careful. The materials are very difficult. Fertilize carefully and they will bear fruit quickly after planting. These fruits are precious materials and the minister loves to eat them!"

A black crow circled and landed. Dali Wenluo reached out to take it. After opening it, his face immediately showed an excited look. What was written on the black crow was:

"Skinheads, gather for a meeting!"

…

"Where's your carriage?" Karen asked.

Bourne replied: "I came here, where is your carriage?"

"If you don't want to come out in a carriage, forget it and take a taxi."

"Um."

Bourne stretched out his hand and stopped a taxi.

The car stopped and Byrne opened the back door.

Karen glanced at Bourne and said, "I'm not used to you being like this."

Bourne: "Me too."

However, Karen did not give in and got in. Byrne closed the rear door and got into the passenger seat.

He said:

"I'm used to preparing myself before doing anything."

Karen smiled and asked: "What, are you sure yet?"

"How is it possible? I still think you are a lunatic, a lost dreamer who has made up many logical lies, or sweet dreams."

"Sincerely?"

"real."

"whatever."

"By the way, it seems that the god-making plan is about to begin. Rodini's Liberal Party has occupied a majority of the seats in the parliament and is about to form an independent government."

"Well, I know, I'm going to take action here too, but this time their plan is much more advanced than last time. I have to organize and close the network myself, for fear that if anything is leaked, things will become more difficult."

"It was you who burrowed last time, and it's you this time too?"

"There is no way, I have to go, not only because of my responsibility and loyalty to order, but also because my resistance to pollution is higher than all of you.

God is the biggest source of pollution in this world.

Haha, I'm sorry, I made assumptions again. "

"It's good. It's also good to die with a sweet dream."

The taxi stopped in front of the Academic Affairs Building. Bourne paid the fare and got out of the car with Karen.

The taxi driver glanced at the two people who got out of the car with some disgust, and said to himself:

"Two magic sticks."

…

When Karen and Byrne walked into the academic building together, all the priests stopped what they were doing and saluted the two.

Bourne did not leave in a hurry like before, but instead swept his eyes over the people and objects here one by one.

After a long time, he moved away and walked to the elevator, where his attendant was already waiting.

The elevator door opened, Karen and Bourne walked in, and the attendant was ordered by Bourne:

"Stay outside and don't allow outsiders to come into my office and disturb me."

"Yes, chief." The attendant solemnly saluted Karen again and exited the elevator.

The elevator doors are closed.

Bourne closed his eyes and sighed: "I originally thought that I could work here for a long time after I landed."

"I can't hear any regret in your tone. It seems that you don't like this kind of work in the sun very much, or you like the life in the shadows, right?"

"Listening to what you are talking about in your sleep, do you still have a choice?"

"Yes, create an accident, make the body disappear, and you can change your identity."

"Hahaha, then why didn't you arrange it like this before and specifically let me die alone in front of you?"

"Oh, there's nothing I can do. There are too many shady people here, and there are two shady ones. I don't dare to let them take up their posts now."

"who?"

"Molindi, do you know her?"

"The Archmage of the Undead?"

"Hey, why have you investigated everything?"

"When the high priest served as the diplomatic ambassador to a subordinate religious sect, he suppressed a coup rebellion that broke out in that subordinate religious sect. As one of the priests who subsequently entered the scene to control the situation, I witnessed the scene after the suppression of the rebellion.

At that time, I was shocked by the sight of the corpse being eaten by countless bones. After a little questioning, I learned that it was the work of an outstanding undead archmage under the high priest.

For this reason, I later devoted some time and energy to studying the necromancy techniques under this religion's system. "

"How was your research?"

"It has some effect."

Bourne opened his palm, and a black skeleton condensed out. It contained the aura of the undead and was looking for a corpse to attach to.

Karen raised his head slightly and said softly:

"Order - the Scourge of the Undead."

In an instant, black skulls protruded from the inner wall of the elevator, filling the entire elevator. Each of them was extremely excited and contained an extremely strong aura of the undead.

If they are placed in a place where corpses are concentrated, they can easily set off a tide of corpses.

Bourne turned his head and looked at Karen.

Karen said calmly, "I told you, I learn things quickly."

"How many more things do you have?"

“It depends on how often I eat.

However, it doesn’t mean much. Learning quickly does not mean learning deeply. If you really want to reach the level where you can talk about attainments, it will take too much time and energy to fill it in. Now I have some Without these, the only thing that is still being developed is a formation. "

"There is another person who is not on duty, who is it?"

"My boss's predecessor."

"Isn't he dead?"

"Um."

"These two are really not suitable to work in their original capacities. Your dream is quite logical."

"Haha, that's right."

The elevator doors opened and Karen followed Bourne into his presiding bishop's office.

Bourne sat down behind his desk and started working.

Karen sat down on the sofa, turned around, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Time passes slowly like this.

During this period, the only sound was the sound of Byrne flipping through documents and signing.

Karen was waiting quietly. He was actually very busy. Although he had capable subordinates who helped him share most of the tasks, there were some things that he could only handle by himself.

But Karen didn't feel impatient. People who are in the funeral service business need care and patience the most.

Before some people die, they want some special ritual to bid a decent farewell to this world;

But there are some very few people who are just the opposite.

Just like Bourne, he may feel that working until death is a kind of happiness.

No, he may not be interested in the emotion "happiness."

He is really practicing it and dedicating his whole life to the cause of order.

Gradually, Karen moved his attention away from the window. He sat on the sofa and looked at Bourne.

Bourne is not the first Priest of Order that he has seen that he admires. Bourne also once said: He firmly believes that there are many priests in the Cult of Order who are as willing as him to dedicate everything to Order, otherwise you would never be able to Explain why the Cult of Kosmos developed into the first religious religion in the world.

However, in this church circle that regards God as the highest, how many people are willing to lower their heads and look at the ordinary believers under their feet and around them who are also taking action for their faith?

Believers are the real masters of the belief system. It is the believers' thoughts that create the religion, and even... God.

Karen's eyes gradually revealed a look of understanding. Kevin had said that religious religions and believers have constraints on God;

Therefore, the mechanical response of the gods should be the law condensed by the power of believers' faith.

And the god after stripping away this part... is essentially a powerful existence with a higher level of life.

Everything is a collection of contradictions, and God is no exception.

Karen slowly closed his eyes and propped his arms on the sofa. He was thinking about how to place himself, God, faith and believers.

Gradually, he felt a touch.

Now, he is a divine enlightenment, and in the next stage, he is a divine pastor.

When he first began to practice, Pu'er made a wonderful analogy: God's servant is to attract God's attention; Shenqi is to hear God's call; Shenmu is to invite God into one's "shop" (heart).

But where should it be placed?

Which side of God is it that is being invited in?

In the realm after the divine revelation on the battlefield, at this time, there was a trend of loosening.

Although it is not the moment of immediate breakthrough, the breakthrough point has been grasped by Karen. As long as he continues to follow it and comprehend, it is only a matter of time before he becomes the divine priest.

Once you reach the realm of divine animal husbandry... it will be another qualitative leap in terms of your own strength.

It is true that apart from the elders of the temple, there is no one who can threaten his existence.

As for the temple elders... that is the tradition of the Immelais family. When he becomes the "Judge", it will undergo huge changes again.

Bourne, who was working, suddenly smelled a fragrance.

This fragrance cannot be described specifically, but it can make people feel soothed, clear-minded and relaxed.

He raised his head somewhat unexpectedly and looked at Karen sitting opposite him on the sofa.

Vaguely, he seemed to see the brilliance of ideology rippling around with Karen as the center, mixed with a faint aura of order.

Bourne put down the pen in his hand, and with a crisp "click" sound, he suddenly realized that he could no longer detect the same smell as before.

Karen, on the other hand, still had her eyes closed, as if she was thinking or taking a nap.

For a moment, Bourne began to wonder if the previous feeling was his own illusion?

He rubbed his wrists. He still had a lot of work to do on his desk, but he was tired.

He couldn't finish the work because new work would be sent to him at any time.

He wanted to rest a long time ago, due to the torture of physical pollution and the discomfort with this new identity after landing, but he could not convince himself to simply put everything down and close his eyes.

He has become accustomed to this working state and enjoys this inertia. He can feel the fatigue and pain, but at the same time he is reluctant to leave.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

In the Academic Affairs Building, the bell rang for the end of the day.

Now, it's time.

Bourne soothed his body and relaxed his soul. At the same time, he no longer controlled the outbreak of problems in his body. His soul was being gradually eroded and covered, and his consciousness was gradually receding.

He didn't even take the initiative to wake Karen up and remind him that he was going to die.

Because he felt it was not necessary, even though various clues and his feelings were guiding him to Karen's dream.

But he is Bourne. He can even be indifferent to family relationships, so how can he really be naive enough to allow himself to immerse himself in that kind of beautiful dream?

As a believer in order, he thinks this is a kind of self-destruction!

finally,

His eyes slowly closed, and finally, he looked at Karen again.

A very outstanding young man, he represents the future of the order. He has been recognized by Wofulun and himself. He has risen and become a mountain that cannot be ignored within the divine religion.

I am honored to have contributed and helped you in your growth. No matter where the divine religion takes you in the future, at least, with you, with you, the divine religion can face the world with a better attitude in the future. for all situations that may arise.

Now, I'm tired.

The soul gradually dissipates together with the ineradicable pollution; the vitality is continuously extracted from this body.

The remaining blurred vision was like a candle swaying in the wind.

Before the candle goes out,

Bourne put aside all strict requirements, burdens, precautions, and rationality on himself, and simply felt:

Karen, if only that dream of yours was true.

If our Lord has really come and stands with us, then what do we have to be hesitant and afraid of?

"Praise...order."

The candle goes out,

eyes closed;

In the last scene, Karen is still sitting on the sofa.

It seems that it is indeed a dream.

Yes, what on earth am I hoping for, what am I naively hoping for?

I want to repent,

I want to repent,

I want to repent...

But why can I still repent?

Isn't death the end? Can I still have the consciousness to think?

No,

Not only can I think, I can also... move?

Bourne's closed eyelids slowly opened.

The light and environment in the office felt both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Karen, who was sitting on the sofa before, now standing in front of his desk.

As an experienced senior shadow figure, Rao's brain was numb at this moment, as if he had lost all his ability to think.

Only the ever-increasing emotions began to flow out.

In the past, he would never allow himself to be influenced by his emotions, but now, he can't care about it at all, because he also noticed that there is a law that is running steadily and flowing in his body, which is giving him "the power of life". ", as long as it is not extinguished, the fire of your life will last forever.

This is not awakening, this is not that kind of awakening, no, this is...

Bourne raised his head and looked at Karen, two lines of hot tears flowing from his eyes.

His hands began to tremble, and his whole body began to tremble.

The chair I am sitting on is so out of place at this moment!

This dream is actually true? It turns out to be true!

Standing in front of him, this young man who had come into contact with him at work and clashed with him in the trial court, and who later devoted all his power and connections to willingly paved the way for him, was really...

"I...I...I...I..."

That word of praise could not come out of his throat.

The old man who could face death calmly was now choking and collapsing, unable to extricate himself.

Karen picked up the pen that Bourne had placed on the desk, returned it to his trembling hands, and squeezed his fingers to hold the pen.

Bourne was just numb and allowed the other party to manipulate him.

Karen smiled and asked:

"Although it's time to get off work, your work is not done yet."

"Yes...yes...yes."

"Then there's nothing we can do. We still need people to continue working, and it's not time to take a break. So, Bourne, I'm sorry to inform you..."

Karen spread his hands and said helplessly:

"Work overtime."