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Chapter 23 Iris, and Sugar

Chapter 23 Iris, and Sugar
It is not difficult to understand that the Truth Church, as a sect, has a Sunday.

If believers want to believe in it, the gods will naturally show their dazzling brilliance and proclaim their magnificent teachings.

However, unlike the weekly worship of the Flowers Church, the Truth Society's Sunday is usually once a month. The time is uncertain and the location is unknown. Everything is notified by parchment.

Hmm. It does have an underground style.

Of course, since believers can believe in the invisible "Allah", its Sunday naturally has its own characteristics.

"What is it?"

Iris looked at Linton expectantly.

Since she was with Linton, there were more and more problems for the world.

But this time Linton didn't respond to her as usual, telling her strange little stories, but shook his head.

"I can't speak."

"Huh?" Iris looked at him with trashy eyes, and then got hit on the head.

"What's in my head at such a young age." Linton withdrew his hand and said carefully, "Being unable to say it doesn't mean that what I think is dirty, or that I don't want to say it, but It’s indescribable in the physical sense.”

"Before the Sunday of the truth meeting, everyone will enter a state of immersion, just like falling into a dream. After waking up, they may remember the broken pictures, but they can't piece together a complete plot."

Iris rubbed her head and gave him a blank look: "So what's the point of praying? You can't even see that Allah."

Linton smiled lightly: "Do you feel tired from living?"

"Good philosophical question. Probably tired."

"Although your family relationship is chaotic, you are materially rich enough. On this continent, there are countless families who are worse off than you and in poorer economic conditions. And with such great pressure, you must choose a certain way To relax, or to gamble, or to drink, or to do anything else to numb the mind."

"But these things all need money or other things to support, so is there an almost cost-free way to relax?"

Iris suddenly realized: "Dream. In the dream, I am the master, omnipotent, and everything that was once unsolvable will be solved."

"That's right." Linton continued, "Although they have forgotten most of the things in the dream, when they wake up, their hearts are already satisfied. Besides, if someone's memory successfully records a certain scene in the dream, That person will get unexpected rewards."

"Have you ever been through something and suddenly felt as if you could foresee what was going to happen next?"

"Yes." Iris said, "I remember when I was practicing swords in the courtyard when I was a child, I suddenly had a premonition that my swordsmanship teacher would come in through the main entrance, so I ran to the main entrance to meet the teacher, but that was just an illusion. The teacher never came."

"This kind of situation may be a picture that your brain pieced together from countless pieces of information unconsciously, so you will have a strong sense of déjà vu, but if you dream in a dream on Sunday of the Truth Council After arriving at this scene, I still remember it when I wake up." Linton narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was ethereal, "Then your teacher may be very happy that you came to welcome him."

"prophecy?"

Iris's face was as ugly as seeing a ghost, and she couldn't help exclaiming: "Impossible! How could someone do such a thing!"

No wonder Iris was surprised.

The Calvi Continent is a world with gods, whether it is flowers or other countries, it is a country created by gods.

Because God is an extraordinary existence, people believe that everything that happens in the world is God's will: the blooming and withering of flowers is God's arrangement, and the sunrise and sunset are the alternation of God's brilliance.

Everything is in God's hands, and trying to predict what will happen next will be seen as in.
— Blasphemy!
"Oh my god! How dare you have to do such a crazy thing! That 'Allah' must be the Abyss Demon God!!"

Linton shrugged: "Who knows, I haven't seen it anyway."

"Oh." Iris's face was a little gloomy, ugly as if she had eaten coriander for a month.

From childhood to adulthood, everyone has taught her to respect the Lord of Flowers and be grateful for the rich life she has brought to people.

She has never and never dared to think that one day she would actually want to blaspheme the gods!
"It's unlucky." Iris put away the things on the table with a bitter face, "When will we go there?"

Linton was stunned when he heard what Iris said, and said in a daze, "Are you going too?"

"Ah?" Iris turned her head abruptly, knocking over the candies on the table inadvertently.

The candy jingled and scattered all over the floor, but Miss Doll just stared at the necromancer, unable to see any fluctuations clearly in her eyes.

Linton was taken aback by Iris's big movements, and quickly explained: "I mean, you haven't recovered yet. Although the place where Sunday is held is not far from us, the road is not safe, and You are not a member of the Truth Society"

"Oh, so it's because I'm useless." Iris interrupted Linton with a chuckle, but neither her eyebrows nor the corners of her eyes could be seen as happy.

She bent down mechanically and picked up the candy that had been knocked to the ground.

"If you don't go, you don't go, who cares about going."

"No one really wants to attend a sacrilegious service, does he? No, no?"

"I hope you don't run into any monsters recorded in the dangerous file on the way, and don't get beaten to death if you do, and don't die without a whole body!"

"Stop, stop." Linton slapped himself on the forehead, "Let's go together, go together."

"Who wants to go with you!" Iris slammed the candy on the table vigorously, and the turbid colored surface burst into various patterns.

"Anyway, I've been used up, anyway, I can't protect you, anyway, I'm not a member of the Truth Society, why take me? Go, go, get out!"

Under the extreme mood swings, Linton suddenly felt that his relationship with Miss Doll was weakening, and his soul fluctuations gradually became unstable.

If this state continues, the summoning technique that maintains the existence of Iris will be disconnected, and the person "Iris Lizel" will no longer exist in the world.

"Iris." Linton put his hands on the girl's shoulders, straightened her body, and forced her to look at him, "Sorry, it was my problem just now."

"You have no problem, it's all my fault." Iris still laughed, her shoulders couldn't stop shaking, "I'm too weak and incompetent to walk with you."

"Iris, look at me."

Iris reluctantly met Linton's gaze.

His eyes are beautiful, and his pupils are deep black, like an endless sea that is endless but full of mystery, which makes people yearn for it.

"Sorry." His voice was as light as velvet, and as soft as oriental luxurious silk, "I'm used to being alone, and I have long forgotten what it's like to walk with others. But I know, ignoring someone who is with me The soul is tied to the front line, and the feeling of the most trustworthy companion is a damn thing, not to mention that this companion is willing to sacrifice his life for me."

"Who is your companion! Who is willing to sacrifice their lives for you!"

Iris's face turned red as if being harassed by the fire of anger in her heart.

She immediately turned her head away and shouted eagerly: "I'm just a puppet. I can't bear the word companion, and I have to sacrifice my life. How can you say such shameful words! My control is in your hands Come on, if you die, can I still live!!"

Although her expression seemed to be furious, the fluctuations in her soul finally calmed down.

Linton breathed a sigh of relief, smiled lightly and rubbed her head: "It's easy to clean up everything, we're leaving."

Iris slapped his hand off: "Who is going to go with you."

"I'm a powerless mage. I have no power to resist the recorded dangerous creatures on the road, but I still want to live for a few more years, so please, Miss Knight!"

"No! I want! This! Like! Call! Me!" Iris shouted very loudly word by word.

"Let's go." Linton chuckled and put away the parchment, greeted the girl, and went out first.

"What a wicked bastard!"

Iris cursed viciously, but she closed the book honestly and put it away. Then she picked up the paper bag containing candy, found a broken candy, threw it into her mouth, and crushed it with her teeth. The taste fills the mouth.

"One day, I will be stronger than the leader of the Wushuang Knights, stronger than the great magister who is famous all over the mainland, stronger than anyone, and stronger than any country!"

"—No one can abandon me again! Even the world created by God cannot abandon me for the second time!!"

Outside, Linton pinched the leaves that had fallen from the trees, crushed them with his fingertips, and smiled softly.

"The child's mind is very cute. It would be better if she didn't have such a big bear temper."

"gone."

Iris came out of the room after tidying up her emotions.

Linton nodded, and the two walked out of the village side by side.

"By the way, what about sugar, give me some, I haven't tasted sweetness for a long time."

"No!"

"Didn't you say it's not delicious?"

"So I'm doing this for your own good, thank you soon!"

"Thanks. So can I take it out?"

"It's all said!"

"No! Give!"

(End of this chapter)