Does Zoe remember her parents?

She still remembers.

The unforgettable hatred never stops.

But she doesn't have to show it on her face all the time.

She is not qualified to seek revenge.

Even the most ordinary and weak cultist is enough to kill her.

She is not qualified.

By following the singer, she can gradually gain this qualification.

And now.

Ken handed Carter's phylactery to her.

This is.

Her parents' enemy...

Her parents were two ordinary people who had just moved from Santa Garcia.

Saint Garcia has started recruiting troops again and plans to declare war on the northern orc country.

They immigrated to Restoration City.

There are no constant wars here, and there are no annoying neighbors.

There are no ascetics everywhere.

This was the first festival she spent with her parents in Restoration City.

In this safest place.

On the streets, in full view of the public, families were broken up and people were killed.

Tears fell gently from the corners of Zoe's eyes.

She raised her head and looked at Ken seriously.

It's like he wants to carve Ken's face into his heart forever.

Is he doing it for himself?

For myself...

I am too weak, and I am completely different from Mr. Warlock.

"Thanks."

She spoke again, raising her head to look at Ken.

Maybe it's because of Ken.

I have been admired by Him and am willing to believe in His behavior and become a believer of angels.

She is the angel's only believer for the time being.

And she will be able to get close to Mr. Warlock soon.

if……

A faint female voice came from the center of the city.

That's a familiar voice.

The voice of a diva.

Her original voice is very pleasant, and it is a pleasure to listen to her speak.

At this time, she spoke.

She is singing hymns.

This is a poem praising the Mother Goddess for taking the world back from chaos and gradually establishing order.

It's very close to the city center.

Not loud.

It's like it's lingering in your ears, whispering.

Her singing has spread throughout the Restoration City.

But it's not loud near the center.

This is some kind of magic related to sound.

Ken patted Zoe on the shoulder and asked softly: "Are you leaving here with the singer tomorrow?"

The red-haired girl now looked down at the iron box in her hand.

She didn't cry out.

She is a strong girl.

I don't want to expose my weakness anymore.

Zoe nodded: "We'll leave tonight."

Ken's eyes were a little confused, and he asked:

"Something may happen in Restoration City recently. Why doesn't the singer plan to stay here longer?"

Obviously letting the saints stay in the city is the best deterrent.

Ken didn't know when the people from the temple who were tracking down the cultists would arrive. After all, the temple itself was not on the main plane. No matter who it was, it would take three days for them to come to the main plane.

This means that once the singer leaves, she will not be able to come back in time within three days.

But she still had to leave.

"Because He cannot stay in the main plane." Zoe said with evasive eyes: "If the saints in the temple stay in a certain place for a long time, they will disrupt the local order and may be in people's minds.

Leave a… mark on it.”

brand.

The reason why the temple was able to stand out in several holy wars.

Because it has extremely strong toughness and a very strong background.

In the first and third holy wars, which have few records, the number of paladins and priests in the temple increased exponentially. People without faith quickly became devout believers in the Mother Goddess, and soon gained extremely high status.

The power of terror.

This is the reason for the imprint that Zoe is talking about.

Ken once found this content in a book.

But that's a book about conspiracy theories.

Ken and the book's author were not convinced that the mark existed.

At this time, the saint's attendants proved to him the existence of the brand.

It's no wonder that the singer left.

"I may not be able to send you back." Ken said, "I'm still sorry, I didn't find any more clues."

He looked at Zoe seriously, as if he were looking at another version of himself, and promised: "I will try my best not to let something like this happen again."

This world is so fucked up.

Ken knows that tragedies happen all the time in every corner of this world.

Just like what Kailin said, even some people on the order side will do things on the chaos side.

Ken is not a god.

He can't do much.

But he is willing to do everything he can do well.

The sound of singing gently lingered around the two of them.

The flowers on Ken's chest swayed slightly.

People with the same fate met here, and then passed by each other.

Ken nodded, looked at the red-haired girl who had changed a lot in one day, and said goodbye:

"Goodbye, Miss Zoe."

"Goodbye, Mr. Warlock."

Zoe looked at the phylactery in her arms again.

Then he looked up at the warlock's back.

The tall figure gradually disappeared from her sight.
To be continued...