Edge of the Apocalypse

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“Allen has never seen his father, has he?”

Windsor Bellow asked suddenly.

Allen glanced at her with some doubts, Greedy Wolf Marshal under the moonlight, I don’t know if it was because of the night, it seemed that she was a little different from White. The sharpness is reduced by 30%, and there is a touch of gentleness.

“No, before I was born, he left my mother and disappeared.” Allen shook his head.

Windsor Bellow found a fairly clean place near the lake and sat down, took off his military cap, and let the purple hair fly. The hair was undulating, and Allen seemed to see a sea of ​​lavender. The night wind sent Windsor Bellow’s faint fragrance like an orchid into Allen’s nose, and the female Marshal patted said on the ground next to it: “Sit down, don’t be restrained.”

Allen cautiously sat next to her and turned to look at her. Windsor Bellow raised his head and looked towards the night sky, leaving him with a thrilling profile.

He quickly lowered his head, but neither of them spoke. After a while, Allen gave a dry cough and said, “What kind of person is Teacher’s father?”

“If it’s my current father, then every time I see him, I have to endure so hard to prevent myself from killing him.”

Windsor Bellow spoke surprisingly, and Allen looked towards her in surprise.

“He is my stepfather. When my mother remarried and I was young, he was thinking about how to get me to bed. Of course, after I was 6 years old Ignition Seed of Fire, I dared not do it again. , But thinking about how to marry me away as soon as possible.” Windsor Bellow gently moved his 5 fingers, and the purple flame between the 5 fingers leaped, forming each and everyone light spin, making a crackling sound.

Allen tilted his body slightly, trying not to let himself touch those light spins.

Those are all origin force vortices, and the smallest one inside is enough to blow up his torn skin and gaping flesh.

“As for my biological father, I was only 5 years old when he died. I really want to try to remember him, but unfortunately, I can’t remember him more and more.” Windsor Bellow turned softly, she Bend your long legs and hug your knees with your hands. With his chin resting on his knees and his eyes drooping, Windsor Bellow was sharp and restrained at this moment, looking towards the frozen lake like any ordinary girl who missed her family.

“I can only vaguely remember his somewhat prickly beard. His hands are warm and awkward. But when I hold me, I feel relieved. Because I know that he will protect me. Until after his death. , Only I can protect myself…”

Hearing these words, Allen felt incomprehensible. Windsor Bellow suddenly snapped the military cap back on top of his head, and pulled the visor slightly, covering the small half of his face. She stood up and said: “I’m sleepy, go to bed early. I will ask someone to send you to the garrison base tomorrow morning.”

Leaving Allen a bleak figure, Windsor Bellow left the lake and went into her tent.

Allen looked towards the ice layer on the lake surface, the ice layer is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting its own reflection.

Windsor Bellow’s father died young, but at least he still has some memories of his father, but he has no idea what kind of man father Archimedes is? Perhaps this answer will be revealed tomorrow.

On the 2nd day, Windsor Bellow wrote an autograph letter to Allen, and asked someone to send him to the base of the three areas garrison. He took the others back to Babylon first and came to the military base. After seeing Windsor Bellow’s letter, the commander of the military region assigned a Second Lieutenant to drive with Allen to Black Iron Town.

In the evening, the off-road military vehicle drove down from a hillside. When turning a curve, the black iron town at the foot of the hill gradually opened up in Allen’s eyes. The Second Lieutenant on the car was simply introduced: “Black Iron Town has a resident population of only 1000 people, which is out of the question. In the past, a deep-colored iron ore was produced here, so it was called black iron. However, Twenty years ago, the black iron had already been collected, and the workers were gradually withdrawn. The town has long lost its prosperity.”

From a distance, the architectural tones of Black Iron Town are mostly dark. The dark brown roofs, black corridors, and dark railroad tracks passing through the town make this town located in the snow at the foot of the mountain seem a little depressing. Not far away is a low hill, and you can still see the old facilities left by the mine at that time. Of course, they no longer have any effect now, and some of them are just occasional reminiscences of the past that’s all.

On that day, there were 2 mining companies operating here in the town, and their warehouses were located in Black Iron Town, so a simple railroad track was laid from the mine site to the warehouse in the town to facilitate mine carts to drive into the town along the tracks. Loading and unloading. Now, these rails are of little use. Many have been abandoned, like A path of ugly scars left in the town.

When the off-road military vehicle drove into the town, a few old people wrapped in blankets and sitting in the corridor outside their house looked curiously at Allen and Second Lieutenant. Second Lieutenant turned off the fire, jumped out of the car, and shouted to one of the old people, “Is there a priest called Miro here?”

“Yes, my lord. Father Miro lives in the small church at the back.” The old man with beards and hairs White’s pointed to a very small church in the distance of the town.

Allen looked up and saw that there was no silver bell hanging on the bell tower of the church, only an empty frame. The church is not big, only 2 stories high. A circle of high and low wooden fences outside encloses a clearing, and on the left side of the clearing is a dilapidated car.

Second Lieutenant returned to the car, drove to the outside of the church, and walked into the church with Allen. By the side of a fountain that didn’t know how long it had dried up, and could no longer spout a trace of water, two people walked up the stone steps everywhere in the cracks. Second Lieutenant frowns pushed open the door of the church, and the alcohol-scented air inside the door desperately got into Second Lieutenant’s nose.

Second Lieutenant sneezed.

Allen looked towards Inside the church, a few residents of the town were sitting scattered on the sparse rows of wooden chairs. They are all elderly people who have reached their age. When they heard Second Lieutenant sneeze, everyone turned around to look back. On those old faces, a pair of cloudy eyes cast puzzled glances. Allen passed these people and saw the priest on pulpit.

He was carrying a wine bottle in one hand, and the other hand was flipping through the Bible on the stage.

Everything is as shown in the photos sent by Ron. Allen can be sure that what he is looking for is this priest.

Father Miro looked up at Allen 2 and said, “If you want to listen to the lecture, sit aside and don’t affect my church members. If you need to confess, well, I will charge another fee.”

Second Lieutenant said impatiently: “Are you Father Miro?”

“If there is no second Miro in town, I think I am.” Prince shrugged, said.

“Very well, this is Allen Young Master. He is a distinguished guest from Babylon. My suggestion is to end your sermon quickly, because Allen Young Master wants to ask you some questions.”

Father Miro said sternly: “Every week’s sermon is sacred and inviolable. Even the noble Young Master from the floating island cannot interrupt it. Of course, God will always lead every lost lamb to let them Reaching the other side of the truth, so as his spokesperson in the world, I am happy to solve this Young Master’s doubts. If this generous Young Master compensates me and these church members for preaching…”

Second Lieutenant groaned, it will happen. Allen pulled him gently, said with a nod: “On this point, I will give you a satisfactory number.”

“Well then.” Father Miro stepped off the platform immediately and said to the few old people who were old and rare: “Go back, old Henry, and Jack. You old bastard, come back in a few days.”

“Miro, you said you want to pray for us.” An Old Lady chattered.

The priest helped her up and pushed her out, while saying, “God is here, dear Lily. I promise you will pray for you before you go to heaven, but not now.”

Finally, only the priest, Second Lieutenant and Allen remained in the church.

“Second Lieutenant, can you wait for me outside?” Allen asked.

The Second Lieutenant saluted, and he took a look at Miro before leaving the church.

Father Miro walked to the high platform and said, “Okay, if you have any worries, just tell me, this noble Young Master. It seems that Babylon is really not a good place. Isn’t there even a great priest who listens to the worries of the world? But rest assured, Miro is the most patient, especially…”

“Archimedes.” Allen interjected. “Tell me everything about Archimedes. Priest!”

Father Miro took a halt, then turned to say with a smile: “Of course, if you are willing to discuss this great father of ancient Greek mechanics with me?”

“Priest, you know it’s not the Archimedes.” Allen said solemnly: “The one I said, maybe you’ve seen him before.”

“Well, it’s another Archimedes.” Father Miro laughed, which made the beard on his chin look like a mess. He moved his fingers around his head: “You know, although I can’t be called old, but if I stay in this place where birds do not shit for a long time, people will become dull. So about this Archimedes, I think I need time to remember to answer your question.”

“1000, if this helps you remember.” Allen shook his head.

“Thank you for your generosity. Ah, I recall here, that is a special man. He is always so melancholy, and the next year will not be big, but those eyes seem to be full of the vicissitudes of life, accumulated experience and wisdom that can be accumulated after a long time. “Father Miro immediately changed his words.

It’s another person who sees money openly, Allen thought. He said: “Please be more detailed.”

Father Miro opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn’t utter a word for a long time. He shrugged and said, “I don’t know this Young Master, what do you want to know about him?”

The beautiful and miserable face of Mother Lanni flashed in Allen’s mind. He shook hands and said, “The Archimedes, have you ever said whom you loved?”

“Woman?”

“You say it!”

“Okay, okay, don’t blame me for talking too much, after all, who doesn’t have any strange hobbies these years.” Father Miro caught the hair that is not much different from the bird’s nest. After thinking about it, eyes shined and said: “There is He really loved a woman. I think about it, that was about 12 years ago. That’s right, that year. I remember very clearly that the old Henry’s pig gave Lily the poor vegetables grown in Lily’s yard. It’s arched. Of course, you know the environment like The Surface, you can’t eat anything you grow…”

“Priest, point to it!” Allen said with a headache.