My summons are weird

"Silver Maple's call...?" Sera murmured, "But he never mentioned anything buried under the Silver Maple Tree before he died."

Mao Jing said: "We have been with him for so many years, and he has never mentioned it."

"Do you know what's in it?"

"Some guesses... the box containing things is a handmade product I gave him for the first time, and even the texture was carefully carved by me without magic power... I searched for a long time after it was lost, but I didn't expect it to be a good thing he did. "

There was no complaint at all in the words, on the contrary...

Sera was looking forward to Maojing's guess, but she didn't continue the topic.

What happened to Lu Yupin, when Sera said "Do you want me to go with you", he immediately coughed.

"Teacher must be very tired from the long journey. Let her rest first. After resting, it will not be too late for Mu Mu to take you around the Dawn Territory before setting off for the Jiaoguo. Many changes have taken place in the Dawn Territory in the past few years since you were away. It coincides with the great breakthrough of the artisan group, and the workshop may give you some shocking impressions."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yu turned to look at Heather.

"Do you want to stay?"

Heather laughed and teased: "How long can the friendship back then be exchanged for a comfortable life?"

"If you believe in the future of Dawn Leader, it can be forever."

The members of the Star Knights who followed looked at Heather one after another. They knew that Heather's answer would determine whether to have a new identity, and...whether to live a wandering life again.

"What should I call you?" Heather pretended to be contemplative, "My lord?"

"You can also call them by their first names. I don't really care about these, although Sigrid will make me care."

Sigrid's eyes widened, and she quickly argued: "I'm just teasing, teasing, who makes you really look like a land lord at all."

Maojing couldn't help sniggering, and the yelling made Dragon Lady Slime and Xiaolan also look suspiciously.

Lu Yu glanced at Sigrid, then looked at Heather: "Sigrid is really strict."

Heather called Lu Yu's name cooperatively, and then... saluted Sigrid as she would treat a lord.

Sera thought helplessly: "Lulu is not like a lord, Lu Yu is childish... Sure enough, the majesty of a lord can only be displayed by myself."

After everyone left, Sera couldn't help but ask, "Why did you interrupt me just now?"

"Why are you so slow this time? Is it because I was disturbed by my actions just now?"

"If you have something to talk about, don't talk about it just now!" Saila Rabbit said hurriedly with itchy ears.

"Okay, okay, don't say it if you don't say it." Lu Yu reminded, "Laurent was buried under the silver maple tree when he was young, and he used the handmade box that Maojing made for the first time, and carried it on his back... When he was dying My thoughts are always clear, is it possible that I can’t remember the things I did at the beginning?”

Sierra vaguely guessed what was going on.

"That box contained objects that were meaningful to Mao Jing when he was young. It doesn't matter what they are, but these objects will only become regrets in Mao Jing's heart as time goes by and he is about to pass away. Therefore, he I won't mention it."

Sera murmured along his train of thought: "It was specially placed under the silver maple tree... When he was young, he was an extremely devout believer. This behavior is..."

"It's against the laws of the Theocracy, but as the pope, he broke through the shackles of his heart and did it..." Lu Yu sighed, "I hope the teacher won't fall in love with it."

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...

Serra greeted Antonio in advance for the cat thorn. According to the regulations, the cat thorn that no longer belongs to the Theocracy cannot approach the sacred silver maple tree, but the Guanghui Academy finally decided to make an exception.

Mao Jing rejected Sera's request to go with her, and entrusted the ashes to Sera-she was still worried about the silver maple tree, and Laurende after death was the only one she had.

The Theocracy is still the same Theocracy, although Lu Yu and others gave the vaccinations, saying that the Theocracy has changed from the past and started to exclude xenophobia, but... I am used to seeing the lack of order, only the chaos of killing and competition, the road The farmers passing by leisurely and leisurely on both sides made Mao Jing's heart calm down.

Winter is coming, and the crops have already been harvested. The farmers of Theocracy have a rare leisure. They raised their heads from the farmland, stepped forward, and headed towards the mountains with their homemade hunting tools, expecting a surprise.

The hunter who pushed the door of the house with a few hares that he raised plumply in autumn heard a burst of joyful cheers, and the children's praise made the man's laughter extra hearty.

Mao Jing stopped and watched for a long time with a smile on his face.

After traveling for many years, Maojing gradually realized the corrosiveness of the environment to the living beings, and also gradually understood why Laurent was willing to sacrifice himself to lay the foundation for the Theocracy, and even the entire generation of Meera.

It has been nearly five years since the magic wave began. With the earth-shaking changes in the environment, other continents are in flames of war, people are devastated, and the reshuffle of forces in the entire continent continues. However, Meera died because of the two pillars of Noel and Guanghuiyuan. Deadly supporting the mountain that is about to topple.

Laurent did it, everything was just as he predicted, the light that he reappeared from the glorious age was passed on, and it shone tenaciously in the chaotic tide of new birth.

Archbishop David, who had already been notified, was personally waiting outside the Pope's city, and respectfully welcomed Mao Jing into the area of ​​the Pope's Tower.

"Do you want to go in with me and supervise me?" Maojing asked.

David shook his head and said in a low voice, "Master Mao Jing wants to come to take some things, right?"

Mao Jing frowned, she never expressed her intentions.

David saw that there was no one else around, so he explained: "Both Pope Antonio and I dreamed... dreamed of the swaying phantom of the sacred silver maple tree. He told us that you would come back, and also explained why you came back."

Mao Jing was stunned: "You..."

"During the assassination that made the Theocracy gradually turn on the xenophobic mode, I noticed something was wrong... I didn't use magic power to protect my body, and I was stabbed firmly, but I was not injured at all. Also in that assassination In the movie, a nun who delivered food to the assassin was cut with her throat, and she bled so much, but she survived. Not only that, but the healing skills of the nuns who treated her that day were unprecedentedly brilliant, and they were able to leave no scars , perfect healing...they are only at the fourth level, where did they come from such a powerful force."

David bowed devoutly in the direction of the Silver Maple Sacred Tree: "Being aware of it, we began to collect more deeds to confirm this guess. As the whispers in my ears disappeared, they were replaced by abstract and vague hints in the dream, and then The dream of Antonio is also filled with soft light... There are more and more reports on the improvement of nuns' healing techniques in the reports of churches all over the Church."

"We realized...the god that belongs to us, He has appeared, and is watching us. Perhaps His gaze has begun for a long time, and the whispers that often trouble me...Serra reminds me, maybe it is Him It’s a pity that I’m so stupid that I can’t hear the slightest bit of the signal trying to communicate.” David shook his head in shame, “Maybe I’m still not devout enough, so that the God of Radiance must show miracles through dreams..."

Mao Jing wanted to draw a wound on his arm to verify the change of the healing technique for himself, but then he thought, with the silver maple tree in front of him, such a move might not be convincing, so he simply gave up.

This was an occasion arranged by Silver Maple. After David left, he also emptied out the people in the nearby Pope's Tower, and now the surrounding area was silent.

The furnishings here have been completely changed with the new owner of the Pope's Tower. The shadow of the past is no longer there, but walking in the familiar garden, Mao Jing can't help recalling the warm memories of walking with Laurent.

Almost every evening, they will bathe in the dusk, admire the plants covered with a layer of afterglow, and listen to the cheerful chirping of homing birds.

The sacred silver maple tree swayed its branches with the wind, and the large leaves reflecting the silver-white glow fell with the wind, covering the surrounding ground layer by layer, even the leaves were scattered on the table where the tribute was placed, here There should be a dedicated person to clean it, it shouldn't be so messy.

Stepping on the road paved with silver maple leaves, Maojing seems to be walking along the red carpet laid by the noble dinner party. There are no scarlet notes made of extravagance and ambiguity in the ear, but the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. There was a pleasant rustling sound.

The wind was suddenly very fast, and the symphony left by the gap between the shuttle blades was hurried and flustered, just like the happy and uneasy steps of a lover holding hands when they elope for a date.

A sudden "blank space" suddenly appeared in the piled leaves, square and square, the size...is not much different from a box.

Before Maojing could ask, Silver Maple had already given the answer—he knew what Maojing wanted, and He satisfied her.

"What do you want me to do?" Mao Jing didn't move, but looked up at the silver maple tree, which was still luxuriant in winter and shining with silver light, "I have nothing but Laurent... I don't I will spread faith for you, and you should know why I became a nun."

The leaves scattered on the ground were dragged by the invisible wind and arranged slowly, a line of characters appeared in front of Maojing.

"He, let me witness."

The leaves are brought together again, and then rearranged.

"I, witness."

The rustling continued.

"Thank u."

"thank him."

"This is yours, treasure."

"You too, witness."

Mao Jing, who was watching the silver maple running script, was at a loss, but there was an impulse in the dark that led her to use magic power to pull out the treasure buried under the silver maple tree that had been hidden for decades. It was Lauren Dezhen. Most importantly, they violated the laws of the Church and invited Silver Maple to witness the completed contract.

"Contract..." Mao Jing raised her forehead, why did this word suddenly come to her mind.

The soil was surging, and under the traction of magic power, a large wooden box covered in yellow mud was seen again.

Memories flooded my mind again.

"Why are all these paperwork on the table?"

"Oh, it's convenient for me to browse at any time. After all, there are always various problems in monasteries and churches in various places. I sometimes make mistakes, so I pile them up and check them again after the instructions are finished."

"But isn't it easier to lose it this way, as long as there is a gust of wind..."

"Cat Jing...don't make a fuss just to demonstrate the situation, it's really scattered now."

"I think you just lack a suitable box."

"I think this is one of the few things you are good at, are you eager to show off?"

"Then do you want it?"

"Make it out and let me see."

The conversation is still there, just like yesterday.

The corners of Mao Jing's mouth raised, but he gritted his teeth when he spoke: "As a result, that guy never took the box I made to store documents, and the Theocracy sent him a new one, and he just used it...my box can only hold groceries. , This incomprehensible guy! If it was for groceries, how could I carve such beautiful patterns, and it wouldn’t be meaningful if it wasn’t placed on the table!”

I hooked my hands towards the box, and the absorbed water element circled around the box. The texture on it was not corroded, and it was still as bright as new. The immersion of the times did not make its luster dull. extraordinary.

"It wasn't placed next to the desk, it wasn't used as an ornament to appreciate, it was just used to store groceries, but it was buried in the soil... People like you really..."

Mao Jing lifted the lid of the wooden box tremblingly, as if opening a door that had been dusty for hundreds of years, and time flowed again.

Staring at the items in the box, she froze in place, tears streaming down her face.

"Laurende..."

"ah……"

"You bastard...why..."

"what is this……"

As she guessed, it was consistent with the picture that she had conceived in her mind... It was just a picture that Laurent conceived when he was young.

The scroll that recorded the encounter between Laurent and Mao Jing was treasured and stored on the top of the box. The style of writing is impressively the god-prayer ritual of the Theocracy. The gods are better aware of the mind of the praying god.

Impressively written on the back of the scroll is the great God of Radiance, please bear witness to the life I have lived with Maojing. Whether you say yes or not, she will be my love, my wife.

Tears completely blurred Mao Jing's eyes, and she feebly opened the scroll, and saw the "sundries" stored below - souvenirs of important memories the two had, and...

Dried blood clung to the bottle.

Tangled strands of hair.

A piece of paper with two names written on it.

"Don't you know everything, don't you know everything!"

"Why didn't you say a word before you were alive...you know it all!"

Maojing roared... Her voice was out of shape from the choking, but she didn't care.

Even if the God of Radiance is watching and listening, she doesn't care.

It's clear that this bastard knows everything, and he also knows everything, and he also fulfilled her trivial little wish... Why did I tell myself now.

Why……

"The missing testimony, I will make it up for you..."

The sudden reverberation made Mao Jing raise her head in a daze. She wanted to trace the source, but only saw the shadow of Yinfeng shaking.

"In the name of Yinfeng...I witness...the love of Laurende, Maojing..."

"In the name of glory, may the rest of your life be smooth."

Mao Jing knelt down and cried bitterly... What she wanted was not a witness, but Laurent... This guy still made himself sad in the end! (end of this chapter)