Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 154: Priest

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"Alan has never seen his father, has he?"

Windsor Bello asked suddenly.

Ellen glanced at her with some doubts, the Marshal Greed Wolf under the moonlight, I don't know if it was because of the night, she seemed a little different from the day. Converged on the three-point edge, with a touch of gentleness.

"No, before I was born, he left my mother missing." Allen shook his head.

Windsor Bello found a fairly clean place near the lake and sat down, took off his military cap, and let the purple hair fly. The hair went up and down, and Alan seemed to see a sea of ​​lavender. The night wind sent Windsor Bello's faint fragrance like an orchid into Alan's nose. The marshal patted the ground next to him and said: "Sit down, don't be cautious."

Ellen sat carefully next to her, turned to look at her, and Windsor Bello raised his head to look at the night sky, leaving him with a thrilling profile.

He lowered his head quickly, and neither of them spoke. After a while, Allen coughed dryly and said: "What kind of person is teacher's father?"

"If it were my current father, then every time I saw him, I would have to endure so hard to stop myself from killing him."

Windsor Bello speaks surprisingly, and Alan looks at 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 lit a fire at the age of six, I didn’t dare to do this again. Do it, but thinking about how to marry me away as soon as possible." Windsor Bello moved his five fingers gently, and the purple flames leaped between the five fingers, forming a light spin, making a crackling sound.

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

Those are all Primal Force vortexes, and the smallest one inside is enough to blow up his skin.

"As for my biological father, I was only five years old when he died. I want to try to remember him, but unfortunately, I don't remember him more and more clearly." Windsor Bello turned his eyes. Rou, she bent her long legs and hugged her knees with her hands. With his chin resting on his knees and his eyes drooping, Windsor Bello was so sharp at this moment that he looked towards the frozen lake like any ordinary girl who missed her family.

"I can only vaguely remember his piercing beard now. 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..."

Listening to these words, Alan felt unspeakable in his heart. Windsor Bello suddenly snapped his military cap back on his head, and pulled the visor slightly, covering a half of his face. She stood up and said: "I'm sleepy, so go to bed early. I will ask someone to send you to the garrison base tomorrow morning."

Leaving Alan with a bleak figure, Windsor Bello left the lake and went into her tent.

Allen looked at the ice on the lake. The ice was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting his reflection.

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

The next day, Windsor Bello wrote an autograph letter to Allen, and asked someone to send him to the base of the Third District Garrison. He took the others back to Babylon first, and came to the army base. After seeing Windsor Bello's letter, the commander of the military district appointed a second lieutenant to drive Allen to Black Iron Town.

In the evening, the off-road military vehicle drove down from a hillside. When turning a bend, the black iron town at the foot of the hill gradually opened up like a scroll in Allen's eyes. The second lieutenant in the car briefly introduced: "The resident population in Heitie Town is only a thousand people, which is not very lively. In the past, a deep-colored iron ore was produced here, so it was called black iron. But in the second Ten years ago, the collection of black iron had been exhausted, and the workers gradually withdrew. The town has no longer been as prosperous as it used to be."

Looking from a distance, the building tones of Heitie 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 over from the mine at that time. Of course, they no longer have any effect now, and some of them are just occasional reminiscences of the old days that have passed away.

On that day, there were two or three mining companies operating here in the town. Their warehouses were located in the town of Heitie. So a simple railroad track was laid from the mine to the warehouse in the town to make it easier for mine cars to enter the town along the tracks. Loading and unloading. Now, these rails are of little use. Many have been abandoned, like 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 the second lieutenant. The second lieutenant turned off the fire, jumped out of the car, and shouted to one of the old people: "Is there a priest named Milo here?"

"Yes, my lord. Father Miró lives in the small church behind." The white-bearded old man pointed to a small, dark-skinned church in the far side of the town.

Alan 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 two 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.

The second lieutenant returned to the car, drove to the outside of the church, and walked into the church with Alan. 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, the two walked up to the stone steps everywhere in the cracks. The second lieutenant frowned and pushed open the door of the church, and the alcohol-smelling air inside the door desperately got into the second lieutenant's nose.

The ensign sneezed.

Allen looked inside the church, and on the sparse rows of wooden chairs sat a few residents of the town sporadically. They were all elderly people who had already reached their age. When they heard the ensign sneeze, everyone looked back. On those old faces, a pair of cloudy eyes cast puzzled glances. Allen passed these people and saw the priest on the preaching stage.

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

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

Fr. Milo raised his head and glanced at the two Ellens 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 extra."

The second lieutenant said impatiently: "Are you Father Miró?"

"If there is no second Milo in town, I think I am." The priest said.

"Very well, this is Master Ellen. He is a distinguished guest from Babylon. My suggestion is to end your sermon quickly, because Master Ellen has some questions I want to ask you."

Fr. Milo said with a stern face: "Every week’s sermons are sacred and inviolable, even the noble young masters from the floating island can’t be interrupted. Of course, God will always lead every lost lamb. , Let them reach 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 gives me and these churches compensation for the sermon..."

The second lieutenant snorted and was about to attack. Allen pulled him gently, nodded and said: "About this, I will give you a satisfactory number."

"Well then." Father Milo 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 things, come back in a few days. ."

"Miro, you said you wanted to pray for us." An old woman babbled endlessly.

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, the second lieutenant and Allen are left in the church.

"Second Lieutenant, can you wait for me outside?" Allen said.

The second lieutenant salutes, and he takes a look at Miro before leaving the church.

Fr. Milo walked to the high platform and said, "Well, now if you have any troubles, just tell me, this noble young master. It seems that Babylon is really not a good place, even a great priest who listens to the troubles of the world No? But don’t worry, Milo is the most patient, especially..."

"Archimedes." Allen interjected: "Tell me everything about Archimedes. Father!"

Fr. Milo took a halt, then turned around and smiled: "Of course, if you are willing to discuss this great father of ancient Greek mechanics with me?"

"Father, you know it's not Archimedes." Allen said solemnly: "The one I said, maybe you have seen him before."

"Well, it's another Archimedes." Father Milo laughed, which made the beard on his chin look like a mess. He circled his head with his fingers: "You know, although I am not old enough, if I stay in this place where birds do not **** for a long time, people will become dull. So about this Aki Mead, I think I need time to remember to answer your question."

"One thousand yuan, if this helps you remember." Allen shook his head.

"Thank you for your generosity. Ah, I remember, that was a special man. He is always so melancholy, and the next year will not be big, but those eyes seem to be full of vicissitudes, accumulated after a long time. Experience and wisdom." Father Milo changed his words immediately.

It's another person who sees money open, Allen thought. He said: "Please be more detailed."

Father Milo 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?"

Allen's mother Lenny's beautiful and sad face flashed in his mind. He shook hands and said, "That Archimedes, did you ever say who he loved?"

"A woman?"

"What did you say!"

"Okay, okay, don't blame me for talking too much, after all, who doesn't have any strange hobbies these days." Father Milo grabbed the hair that was not much different from the bird's nest, thought about it, and his eyes lit up. Said: "Yes, he really loved a woman. I think about it, that was probably 12 years ago. That's right, that year. I remember very clearly that the old Henry's pigs planted Lily in the yard. That poor vegetable was overwhelmed. Of course, you know the environment on the surface, you can’t eat anything you grow..."

"Father, point to the point!" Allen said with a headache. r1058