Is he like this too?

Zoe looked at the man.

Judging from his appearance, he is not someone who made up such a story just for himself.

The red-haired girl looked at the warlock carefully.

The two hands were held tightly together.

When the warlock told the story, his words were extremely heartbreaking.

So she held his hand unconsciously.

Ken looked at Zoe and said softly:

"For me, they are my most important family, my sister, my parents, but there are always things in this world that we cannot control."

Ken never liked this world.

This world is a broken world.

Evil gods, ancient products, cultists, monsters...

For ordinary people in this world, these things are like nightmares.

but……

The warlock said slowly:

"It is true that I am not as good as my sister in studies, but I have learned a lot from her, especially her attitude towards life. For her, her present is made up of the past, and the future is made up of the present.

A composition, for us, can be zero in the past, but we can create one after another from now on.

Our family definitely doesn’t want to see us let ourselves down, so I started from scratch in order not to let my family’s expectations fail..."

The red-haired girl lowered her head and nodded.

Ken looked at the girl and knew that the girl had listened to his words.

People will identify with those who have the same experience.

and treat them as the same group.

In order to enhance their identification with the same group, people will continue to deepen their ideas.

His and Zoe's experiences are indeed similar.

Therefore this method can be used.

Let Zoe identify with him and treat him as a fellow traveler.

Treat him as a new social support to survive.

Ken didn't know how Temple helped Zoe, but it was the last thing he could do to her.

Can the things that were sacrificed return?

Ken doesn't know.

But given the evil character of Evil God Emilia.

I'm afraid there is no hope anymore.

"..." The true appearance of the evil god gradually emerged in Ken's eyes.

That evil god.

His cult is still active in Restoration City.

Ken was sure that because he was not warned by Emilia about his activities in Restoration City, it meant that Emilia had been keeping her eyes on this place.

What on earth are those cultists doing?

Ken didn't know.

But he knew that if these cultists were allowed to continue, more tragedies like Zoe's would happen again.

Zoe lost the most important person. It was painful for her, but she was lucky because she did not lose her life like others.

'We must take the initiative to eliminate this cancer.'

Emilia's cultists use information erasure to eliminate traces of what they have done.

The paladins will probably investigate the cultists based on the missing information.

For Ken, he can eliminate the clues he has observed...

"Thank you, brother Ken..." Zoe looked at Ken's face seriously.

She doesn't understand poisonous chicken soup.

But she feels much better now.

The singer on the side glanced around.

She just suddenly felt that the temperature had dropped a little.

Is there something unusual here in Brenda Church?

The red-haired girl looked at Ken's face hesitantly.

This is what the man said.

Starting from scratch...?

Zoe looked at Ken hesitantly, and she said slowly:

"Um...brother, can I touch your face..."

Ken looked at Zoe with a smile and agreed: "Okay."

She must be willing to consider herself a fellow traveler.

Ken could see that the red-haired girl's eyes were no longer blank as before.

She wants more support.

So, now, all her requests can be met.

Satisfying her and making her pain-free can also make Ken feel less guilty about her.

Zoe looked at the warlock's face.

This man's face is very handsome.

People like him are not from the same world as themselves.

In her mind, the legendary profession of warlock only appeared in fairy tales and newspapers.

What he said is correct.

People like him are willing to come out from scratch, so what reason do people like her have to continue to feel sorry for themselves...

Zoe stretched out her palm and gently touched Ken's face.

His skin quality is very good.

There are also some wet sweat stains on my face...

He must be very busy.

Zoe took her hands off Ken's face.

The two are not from the same world, but maybe, she can get close to him...

Zoe thought with dull eyes.

Ken has the right idea.

Zoe's mind is immature.

After she suffered the biggest blow, she lost hope of survival, but she was not the kind of person who would voluntarily give up her life after being hit.

Ken's words are an introduction.

Let her find her own direction and the reason why she can continue her life.

Charles was still standing at the door of the nunnery from a distance.

He looked in the direction of the main hall.

A few young nuns seemed to be stopping there, chatting.

Keep a safe distance from Charles.

"..."

Charles knew that he was indeed a little scary, but this was the headquarters of the temple. It would be too sad to dare to go back to the nunnery because he was standing here.

But there is nothing to say about this kind of thing. He does have a sensible understanding of his own appearance.

If a child looks closely, he might have nightmares for a few days.

He took the initiative to bring Warlock here, so before Warlock came out, no matter how embarrassed he was, he had to stand here and wait for Warlock to finish...

Why isn't it over with the warlock?

He looked over.

The red-haired girl, who was originally in despair, blushed with embarrassment and touched the warlock's face.

‘… Such speed as Servais’s, he really got it right…’

Thinking of the victim's appearance before, and comparing it with the ordinary girl in Huaichun now.

Charles felt that for such a change, it would be no problem for him to block the door from here for another hour.

He is indeed a warlock...

Charles cast his eyes on the handsome man.

Such people are born to be disciples of the Mother Goddess.

If a warlock is allowed to join the temple, not only can disasters be predicted in advance, but the aftermath of the victims can also be left to him with confidence.

He is simply a born priest!

Charles began to make preparations to invite the sorcerers to join the temple later.

But then, his pupils narrowed again.

He saw.

In the small garden center.

The red-haired girl reluctantly moved her palm away from the warlock's face.

Soft white light lit up from her hands as she moved.

Charles' expression froze.
Chapter completed!