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As the evening approached, Tsuna and his party stayed overnight in an unknown town.

After settling in the hotel for the night, Mailer left first to deal with matters. Gang Ji and Yeersi looked at each other for a while. One had a wrong nationality and didn’t know much about the country. The town knew nothing.

"...Shall we go out for a walk?"

The setting sun is still hanging in the sky, it is warm gilt, spreading gently on the houses of the small town, the houses with red spires are patchwork, just like the small village where the protagonist lives in the fairy tales of childhood.The small town residents who come and go have gentle eyes and are full of satisfaction with the existing life. Even if it is the first time to come here, Tsuna can still feel the warmth and comfort revealed in the details.

It was a nice town to live in, he thought.

Standing by the window and watching, Gangji was eager to try, "It's okay if we go out together."

"...Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

"Why did you run?" Gang Ji asked back, Ye Ersi tilted her head with her blunt eyes, "That's right." She seemed to ask a stupid question, since there was no reason for her to leave, she should be more afraid of It is right to be thrown away.

After saying hello to the owner of the hotel, Gang Ji and Ye Ersi walked out of the hotel one after the other.

Standing at the door for a while, Tsuna memorized the name and appearance of the shop, and then walked away along the path along the street.He remembered that there was a large area of ​​farmland outside the town, and there were tall and straight trees standing at the entrance of the town. The thick trunks were fixed with hemp ropes and brackets, which looked spectacular.

It is said that erecting a "May tree" is a custom in many villages and towns, and it takes a month for a tall and strong tree trunk to stand.

Then Gangji thought of the custom of sending small white birch saplings to express love in May. If they had come a few days earlier, they might have seen small white birch saplings standing in front of some people’s houses.

Not pretty flowers, or outlandish gifts, but unremarkable saplings.

Gangji felt incomprehensible.

Shaking his head, Gang Ji followed Yeersi quietly, watching the girl's back at a distance of two or three steps behind her.When he first left the hotel, he was still walking in front, but now the other party showed an eager mood without any scruples. Her good upbringing prevented her from running on the street, but her pace was much faster.

Their goal was the church at the mouth of the town.

The chapel is not too big, it can hold no more than 50 people. The crucifix stands quietly at the innermost end of the church, and the huge cross behind it is cold and heavy.The setting sun is sinking into the horizon little by little, and the warm gilt is slowly turning into a more eager orange. They pass through layers of seats and cast on the face of the statue, adding a little vitality to its cold complexion. The silent statue seems to be alive. came over, radiating holy mercy.

Even though he did not believe in Christianity, Tsuna was still shocked by the sight in front of him.

"Aren't you going in?"

After standing behind Ye Ersi for a long time, Gang Ji asked softly. At this moment, there was no one in the church, so it doesn't matter to go in.

In a peaceful town, people's nightlife is not rich. Most people adhere to the habit of working at sunrise and resting at sunset. As soon as the sky darkened, they went home in twos and threes.It's not a rest day, let alone a holiday. There are no worshipers or confessors in the church, and the magic of light has been removed, making it look deserted.

Staring blankly at the statue, Ye Ersi shook her head.

"...No, no need." She glanced at the frozen statue again, and said in a low voice, "...the one who believes in it...is not me..." Without going any further, Ye Ersi smiled and shifted away a little embarrassedly Topic, "It's Palma, why don't you go in?"

Tsuna shook his head, "I'm not a believer." Using the concept of this era, maybe he is a "heretic"?

"I don't believe it either."

These words unexpectedly resonated with Yeersi, and after taking a look at Gang Ji, Yeersi came to the conclusion that they were not in a hurry to go back, or that she didn't want to go back to the strange hotel yet.Ye Ersi didn't know why talking with Gang Ji made her relax, but her nerves collapsed for too long, and the feeling of relaxation was so good that she couldn't help but miss it.

Behind the church is a large rose field.

The sky is very close, but it seems very far away, and the sky and the earth are vaguely connected in the distance that cannot be seen.The gorgeous sea of ​​flowers composed of pure red is caressed by the warm afterglow of the sunset, whispering whispers that only flowers can understand.

"I always wonder, does God really exist?"

With her hands behind her back, Ye Ersi was walking, she lowered her head, Gang Ji couldn't see her expression, only heard her voice without emotional ups and downs, "Is it true that God loves the world, if it is true , why do some people suffer more than others?"

"I hate the existence of the ABO level, Palma. Why should someone be born to be at the top of everyone, why should someone be denied everything no matter how hard they try, just because they cast the wrong tire.

It's not fair. "

Gangji waited quietly for the next sentence.

He knew that what Ye Ersi needed was not comfort, but a listener who could let her speak out what was in her heart.

"You told me your story, let me tell you my story too." Touching her nose, Ye Ersi looked at the vast flower field, her eyes sparkling. "There is a man who has outstanding talent but he is just a Beta, so he is doomed to be an ordinary person. He is an optimistic person and does not complain about everything he has endured. He strives to do what he can Best, and then one day he meets a girl he likes, they get married and have children, and they live happily ever after."

Turning around, the girl smiled brightly, "In this way, the whole show is over~"

"...Yersi, you don't know how to tell stories at all." She complained softly, but Gang Ji didn't ask.

"At least it's better than your story in Palma!" Ye Ersi retorted unconvinced, and after thinking about it, she was a little frustrated, "Yeah, yeah, this story is much worse than your story, the story script is not exciting enough, and I It doesn't matter how good your storytelling skills are!"

"..."

Apart from being silent, Gang Ji didn't know what expression to make. He was not very good at arguing, so he could only sigh when he thought about it, and changed the subject, "Forget it, what you said about the 'heart', Yeersi..."

"that……"

Ye Ersi showed a look of reminiscence, "People's potential is infinite, Palma. Sometimes talent can't decide anything, as long as you are willing to work hard, even if you can't catch up with more talented people, as long as you do what you can The best is your own victory."

"We know that betas are much less talented than alphas, but many times the limit of what people can do is not their talent, but the 'limitation of their heart'. If you think you 'can only' As far as you go, in your lifetime, you can only do as much as you think you can. The truth is, people never fully understand themselves, let alone reach their full potential."

"...I don't understand..."

Tilting her head, Ye Ersi was not surprised by Gang Ji's blankness, she was also so confused when she first heard this conclusion.Because this concept is too incredible and too abstract for people living in the ABO level. How could Alpha not be strong? How could Beta be equal to Alpha? Even Omega...

"You always feel that you can't get into that state without external stimulation, right?"

"……Um."

"Then do your dead ancestors need to be stimulated by external forces? Isn't there anyone who can master skills by themselves?"

"...should not be used."

Judging from the information obtained by the chief, Giotto does not need death pills or death bombs, and those two things were developed by later generations.But the dead... Tsuna silently said sorry in his heart when he thought of the grandfather who was missing but was still alive for an unknown number of generations.

"Then why can others do it, but you can't? Isn't the ability transmitted by bloodlines a gift that ordinary people can't match?"

As she talked, Ye Ersi hated that iron could not be made into steel, "Since your dead ghost ancestor can do it, you must do it too! Isn't there a saying in the East that 'blue comes from blue and is better than blue'? Palma, you come from the east, don't let me teach you Bar!"

...the ancestor of the dead ghost?

Grandpa, I'm sorry, I caused you to be scolded again_(:з」∠)_

Jiong grimaced and thought about it in his heart, Gang Ji met Ye Ersi's burning eyes, and finally nodded, even people who don't know him are willing to believe that he can, why does he think he can't?

"If you can't figure it out, don't even think about going back today, Palma!"

With her hips on her hips, Ye Ersi warned viciously.

"..."

Ahh, if that's the case, it's impossible not to work hard.Thinking about it, Tsuna closed her eyes, trying to recall the past feelings.

"I finally found it, these two brats."

Seeing the two figures in the flower field, Mailer wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, "Didn't you say don't run around? Disobedient children will be scolded~" He came in a hurry just now. He didn't have time to take care of himself, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the two of them, Mailer lowered his head to tidy up the slightly messy skirts.Raising his wrist and sniffing, he frowned, took out the small bottle from his arms and sprayed it a few more times.

The white water mist has a slight fragrance, instantly covering up the slightly strong Alpha breath, and at the same time being covered up, there is also a fresh smell of blood.

"Six."

Constantly looking at the cuffs and fingertips of the skirt, and when he was sure that there was no flaw, Mailer was distracted as he walked towards where Tsuna and the others were: It was not that there were no obstacles along the way, but he dealt with them privately and did not let Hosea Just know.

He stopped suddenly.

In the dim twilight, a bright fire ignited.

A small cluster, no bigger than the palm of your hand, was constantly shaking as if it would go out at any moment. The flame was burning on the young man's forehead, and the orange amidst the bright red was like another round of little sun.

"Thank you."

The pupil color is warm and enchanting golden red, the frowning young man looked at her, the corners of his mouth curled up indistinctly, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his tense face, very clear and shallow, the strength of a dragonfly touching the center of the lake, The invisible wave spread out in an instant, drifting towards an unknown end.

"...Say, say thank you!"

Stuttering to refute, Ye Ersi turned her head and walked away, "It's your own fault, what's none of my business?!" Damn, what's going on with this heartbeat?!

"?"

Tilting his head blankly, Gang Ji withdrew from the state of death, and left behind Ye Ersi.

It wasn't until Gang Ji and Ye Ersi left together that Maile came back to his senses.He pressed his forehead and muttered to himself in distress, "Ah, it's not good, it's not good, what should I do..."

From the beginning to the end, Mailer did not tell Gang Ji that the information they got was different.

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