"She is a very knowledgeable lady."

Karen was deeply moved by her words about setting a roadblock in front of the right path.

"Yes, that's right." Alaya nodded in agreement, "Master, next..."

"I'm back. I have time to come home for tea."

"Okay, Master."

Looking at Karen's retreating back, Alaya smiled, turned around and walked towards his home. At the same time, he whispered in a low voice: "You forgot to tell me where your new home is again, Master."

…

The grilled fish has been finished, but there is still some wine left.

Mrs. Sidra sat on the floor with her legs crossed as she continued to drink. She was crying.

"You said that what you pursue is an equal future; you said that even if you can't see it, I can see it; you even said that the ideal era we are looking forward to will inevitably come, and its

Brilliance will fill this world.

You left, I stayed, I was waiting, waiting, waiting...

I waited and I saw it.

Honey, you know what, my heart is broken.

It was not because of the attacks and killings targeting hair color last night, but because of the notice specially issued by the regional management office before that."

Mrs. Sidra stood up, walked into the kitchen with a wine glass, came to the innermost door, and opened it.

Below, is the basement.

"We have always believed in order, and we were fascinated by the saying that everyone is equal under that order, but in the end, the religion to which we are loyal and dedicated actually used a notice to classify us based on the color of our hair.

Do you know what they were doing last night? On the surface, it was the killing of ordinary people, but in fact, they were behind it.

I felt it, I also detected it, they were conducting an experiment, haha.

I can calmly face the Mac people’s killing of our hair color. I think this is just a temporary confusion and contradiction. In the future, everything will be blended together. This is a contradiction between ethnic groups and class. There must be a reconciliation.

Process, this is what you said to me when we first met.

But why should even our divine religion have to personally break the faith in our hearts?"

Mrs. Sidra walked into the basement and turned on the light. The space inside was not large and there was only a coffin placed.

She walked over to the coffin and touched it with her hand.

"Dear, I think the two of us are like a joke. I think what we have always believed in is a lie.

What we care about, cherish, and believe so much, and think they are the same things, have actually been trampled to the ground by them themselves with the soles of their boots.”

Mrs. Sidra reached out and pushed open the coffin, revealing a mummy lying inside. This was her husband, but there was a ferocious face engraved on the chest of the mummy. This is what the Lula people believe in.

The totem is the evil spirit that protects them.

"You said that your biggest dream in this life is to join the First Order of Knights after death and give your last strength for order, the religion, and the great God of Order.

It's a pity that you disappeared, and the answer given to me by the cult of God was that your body could not be found.

I found it. I spent half a year looking for you and finally found you, but you have already sealed this evil spirit with your own life.

The situation at that time must have been very critical, allowing you to choose to die with the evil spirits in such a decisive way.

But is your effort worth it?

I secretly dug out this basement and carefully hid you here. I thought this would be the final destination for the two of us. Now, I think I was wrong."

Mrs. Sidra gently poured half a glass of wine into the coffin. She wiped her tears and said with a smile: "I saw Karen Silva, the same person I mentioned to you when I was reading the newspaper to you a while ago.

I've been here before, that very outstanding young man; I also told you that this young man is really good-looking. Were you angry when I said this?

However, he is really good-looking, more handsome than in the photo.

If the age gap hadn't been there, if I had met him before I met you, I might have really despised you.

When I first saw him at the door, I was startled, thinking that he was sent to spy on me. Who knew that he actually just happened to pass by and actually knew the person from the agency.

I said,

It has just been one night, and I have just adjusted my mood. How could the reaction from above be so fast?"

Mrs. Sidra looked at her husband in the coffin. She stretched out her hand and gently touched his withered face: "You are so stupid, really."

After maintaining this posture for about a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Sidra took a deep breath, took half a step back, placed her palms on top of the body, and said in a deep voice:

"Order... wake up!"

The mummy in the coffin slowly opened its eyes, and his hands slowly climbed to the sides of the coffin. He sat up, looked at the woman in front of him, and said in an extremely hoarse voice:

"My dear, I originally thought that you would become more and more haggard after I died, but why have you gained so much weight?"

Mrs. Sidra wiped her face and cursed: "You will not allow others to eat after you die?"

"Haha, that's not what I meant, I meant..."

The mummy suddenly froze. He lowered his head, looked at his palms, and then looked at his chest. His originally chaotic and excited mood when he saw his wife just after waking up began to calm down, and he immediately realized the seriousness of the problem:

"Where is this place? Where are the other priests?"

"This is our home, you are in our home, the home of the two of us."

"Where are the other priests? Where are the other priests in the sect!"

"There are no other priests, just the two of us."

"How can you wake me up without other priests present? When my body wakes up, the evil spirit of Lula that was sealed in my body will also wake up!"

"I know."

"You know?" The mummy immediately urged, "Hurry up and call the Whip of Order, call the emergency office, report it to the district, and ask for all-round reinforcements. This evil spirit must not be allowed to leave my body!"

Mrs. Sidra shook her head, tore off the clothes on her chest, completely exposing her upper body, and then used her nails to make a bloody gash in the middle of her chest.

She said: "Master Evil Spirit, do you want to change into a fresher body for a while?"

Balls of black mist overflowed from the mummy and flew towards Mrs. Sidra.

The mummy looked at his wife in shock and said in disbelief:

"You betrayed the religion!"
Chapter completed!