Overturned Tower

When Delphinium began to think, the water column above her head was also connected, but the brightness of the light was not as bright as Russell's dazzling golden-green light, and it suddenly became sparse. Even slightly less than the surrounding nuns.

After just one round of prayer, she felt that her eyes became clear and her brain became clear. It wasn't that prayer had changed or strengthened anything... it was just that her tired spirit and brain had been fully relaxed.

There is no need for prayers or worship. All you need to do is share "beautiful things" and hold on to "good thoughts" to respect God.

At this moment, Delphinium understood why the Cyber ​​Church could become the mainstream faith in the world, and why so many people relied on and believed in the Cyber ​​Church. And why there are very few people who come out of the Cyber ​​Church who are particularly despicable.

The root of all this comes from this "prayer device."

Forget resentment, hatred, and obsession, recall your original beliefs, and rest and breathe in the place that suits you best. With this kind of effective healing method for the soul, it is difficult for people to become extreme. When mental stress is low and the mind and brain are properly relaxed, everyone can become magnanimous and optimistic.

In a dark and lightless world, the church gave them false light. Everyone knows that this ultimate beauty is just a fleeting artifact, a virtual image that is not much different from games and transcendental videos... But sometimes, people would rather be deceived. Because maybe just that moment of peace and beauty can make people who are pushed to the limit recover again.

All they need is just that "breath" of relaxation.

Can people not know in their own hearts whether this light is false?

But even the most false light is better than a completely dark night. As long as you can see hope...even if that hope is so slim, you can still live.

This time, Delphinium fell asleep peacefully again. Unlike before, where she was full of doubts and vigilance, she fully understood the "necessity" of this kind of prayer.

And when Delphinium fell into a dream again, the power of the Holy Order from her head became coherent again, as if she had entered a deep sleep.

On the other side, Russell is also in a "dream" similar to Delphinium.

The only difference is that he is not the only one in his dream.

Russell is sitting in his room. That cramped space was the place where he could relax the most...because that's where Alice was.

Now, Russell was sitting on the bed, quietly looking at his old classmate who was boiling water and pouring tea for him at the table.

He has a unique canine smell that can be smelled even from a distance. It's like having a dog at home, the smell can be smelled easily.

That guy has that classic otaku look.

His face was human, but with some wolf features.

He is somewhat hunched over and wears round-rimmed glasses that are so thick that they turn white when he lowers his head slightly, making him look like Conan when he is thinking. His free-spirited hairstyle was quite random, as it was actually just pressed out after he woke up.

He was wearing a somewhat worn dark green jacket with orange long-sleeved clothes underneath. The clothing was printed with the "brand spokesperson" of a chip shop - a fat yellow chicken holding chips in its mouth. Russell remembered that Sogo Island had produced twelve episodes of animation for it before, but the filming was very poor.

However, Russell knew... it was not because he liked the chicken very much, it was just because when he gave Russell a gift for the first time, he didn't know what to give, so he bought his favorite French fries. Because he bought a lot, the merchant gave him a long-sleeved T-shirt.

Yes, this man is Lycaon.

"You're still so thin."

Russell sighed: "I didn't expect you would still be like this even after you died."

Lycaon is over 1.8 meters tall - considering that spiritual relatives are all kinds of strange and can be found in heights ranging from more than half a meter to three meters, this height is considered relatively tall. But his weight is only one hundred pounds.

It's no longer a matter of being thin, it can even be said to be a bit skinny.

When everyone took a shower together, Russell had seen his body... After taking off the long sleeves that had not been changed for a century, you could see several clear ribs on his chest and an unobvious belly. Russell's figure is much more symmetrical. At least Russell, although he looks slim, has chest and abs.

"Ah... don't you drink some, Susu? This is the best tea in your memory."

Lycaon asked, pouring another cup of tea.

The glass he poured before turned out to be not for himself, but for Russell. Lycaon poured the second cup for himself.

It was completely different from his cold appearance as he had the face of a wolf.

Lycaon's voice can even be said to be soft and somewhat feminine——

Although Russell's voice is clear, it is an extremely pure boy's voice. Clear, loud and clear, full of confidence and approachability.

But Lycaon's voice is not naturally soft. It's a bit similar to the feeling of not being able to speak loudly and clearly due to social fear... The voice is close to falsetto, so it feels a little bit clipped. He even always spoke slowly, not in a leisurely manner, but rather hesitantly.

To put it more clearly, it is the kind of voice you use when you are called to the office for making a mistake or when you talk to the class teacher.

"No," Russell smiled, "No matter how delicious the tea is, it's just tea. If possible, I still want to drink Coke."

"Ah, I'm a little sorry."

Lycaon lowered his head and sighed, but still left a glass for Russell.

Even if he knew that Russell would not come to drink. But he still had to take good care of it.

"What exactly is going on?"

Russell sighed: "Don't tell me, you are a werewolf, right?"

"That's true...ah, it's the monkey-faced eagle's technique. You also know it. He is quite talented. I tried for a long time before I completed the reproduction with the help of the bishop. This also shows that this The technology is already very mature..."

Lycaon held the teacup in both hands and sighed similarly, his voice even lower than Russell's: "Oh...it would be nice if you didn't come back."

"What, don't you want to confront me?"

"Ah...yes. But you are back with your girlfriend, so I have to come to celebrate...Ah, speaking of which, you are getting married, right?"

"Yes."

"Ah...congratulations then. You are going to Happy Island to get married. I will rush there then."

Lycaon did not look up at Russell, but just looked down at the tea cup in his hand.

He said softly: "Can you... I mean, after your birthday, leave Sogo Island as soon as possible?

"Don't worry about the commission given to you by the Three Sages. Soon... there will be chaos here. By then... you may not be able to leave. I mean, it won't be easy to leave. It will be very troublesome. of."

Russell was silent for a moment.

The strange scene in front of him gave Russell an illusion - it was like being the most autistic child in the class who suddenly said to you very seriously one day, "Russell, please don't come to school tomorrow." .

Oh, Lycaon is indeed the most autistic child in the class.

That's okay.

Vera will be on the shelves tomorrow, please give me a friendly recommendation~

Vera, the author of "I Invented at Hogwarts", codes every day.

After Rigg joined Hogwarts, the pressure came to Azkaban.

When Voldemort escaped, he was knocked down by Harry Potter's railgun.

"Rig, this is much easier to use than a wand!"