"...Well, let's stop here." Yuanchou put down the spoon and clasped his fingers together. His expression was pious but he didn't feel any holiness. "I should go and pray to the gods... Where's Miss Dafeng? Do you want to go?"
"I?"
Dafeng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but glanced at the Goddess of Destiny who hadn't looked up yet, knowing that staying here would have a negative impact.
"...I'll go too."
The two men left the table, and the remaining seven people were silent for a while, then slowly started chatting again.
The little things they talked about were all the same, all daily trivialities.
There was no joy in sharing on their faces. It seemed as if they were just following habit and telling stories that happened to others.
Yuanchou took Dafeng through the palace, from the huge auditorium, to the corridors lined with paintings and ornaments, to the garden filled with fragrance.
In the darkness of the night, the two of them walked one after the other, neither of them spoke a word, they just walked.
The cold wind blew on my face, bringing a slight chill and triggering a physiological reaction of shivering in my body. The flowers, plants and bushes swayed with the air flow, rubbing against each other and making a rustling sound.
"Ms. Dafeng."
Yuanchou's gentle voice was mixed in the wind, with a hint of the rose scent planted by Aurora, "How many days have you been here?"
"...I can't remember clearly, the days without the commander-sama, it doesn't matter how many days pass."
Dafeng's tone was more serious than ever before, and Yuanchou could feel the obsession contained in those words.
But she did not develop a discussion around the topic, and instead asked about irrelevant matters.
"Miss Dafeng, what do you think of this place?"
Dafeng was not polite either. She never cared about what others thought of her, so she answered without reservation.
"Do you want me to tell the truth or a lie?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, she asked again, "Or tell the truth?"
Yuanchou smiled and nodded, "Of course, the truth is fine."
“It’s boring here.”
“Is that your answer?”
Da Feng snorted and laughed, "What's wrong? Compared to our place, this place is really not that interesting."
Yuanchou didn't feel angry, but nodded in agreement with what the other party said.
"You're right." The nun's black headscarf fluttered in the wind. "There really is nothing interesting here."
Dafeng was stunned when she heard it. The sudden agreement made her not know what to say.
In fact, life here is not boring, it's just dull.
There are no electronic devices, few books, and apart from daily housework, there are basically only a few things that people can do.
Aurora would soak in her sea of roses, Jarvis and Janus would be on duty in the infirmary, and the others would gather together for tea and chat.
Just like the group of Royal Navy ship girls in the port area, there is a sense of naturalness in their boredom.
It can’t be said to be disgust, but this is indeed a state that Dafeng has always sneered at.
She longed for something more passionate and unfettered, and could not get along with these reserved and roundabout guys.
There was nothing outstanding about the destroyers in the Royal Garden, or rather, there was no one she could talk to.
Albion is a bit good-looking, but his only difference is his clothes. His personality is very different from Taiho's.
The only person I could still chat with was the nun in front of me who didn't seem very serious.
Dafeng looked at Yuanchou's waist and hips, which were faintly visible under his robe that was blown up by the wind, and his long legs wrapped in printed stockings.
"But then again, are you really a royal ship girl?"
"Why do you ask that, Miss Dafeng?" A resentful voice came from the front.
"Because you are different from them. You are similar to me... We are both honest."
The overly cheeky statement did not attract the nun's disapproval. She even nodded in approval, "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Dafeng."
"I was right. I can tell from their clothes... Well, they are the same kind."
Yuanchou's views on this matter are indeed similar to Dafeng's. She led the way, and her voice came slowly from the front.
"To some extent, my beliefs and your desires are actually the same. They are both strong emotions and wishes."
"I think the word 'degeneration' itself does not apply to such a wide range of situations, and it is not entirely wrong to follow the call of one's heart."
Dafeng was extremely surprised. She had been here for a few days but had never been able to chat smoothly with other people.
They would either blush and act dumb after hearing something, or sit there confused and shake their heads, saying they didn't understand, which made Dafeng feel very upset.
She finally confirmed that their kind really existed, but before she could say anything else, fine rain began to fall from the clouds.
"Ah, why is it raining suddenly? Can you hurry up? I can't use my ship suit. What if the commander sees me with a runny nose?!"
Yuanchou raised her head slightly and looked at the dark sky. There were no stars or moon. The only source of light around her was the lantern in her hand.
Dafeng was still complaining, "Wasn't the street light still on a few days ago? Why is it off today? Is it solar-powered? Or is it broken?"
"...let's go."
"What? What did you say?"
The wet headscarf stuck to her cheeks and the back of her neck like a thin piece of skin.
"Let's go, we are almost at the place for prayer, let's finish early and start early."
Dafeng tried hard to cover her hair and trotted forward, "Then hurry up, go straight, right? Tsk... I should have brought an umbrella with me..."
Yuanchou looked at her back, his amber eyes filled with deathly silence.
They opened a door in the corner of the side hall, stepped onto the dim and cold spiral staircase leading underground, and moved forward cautiously.
"slightly"
"slightly"
"slightly"
Yuanchou, wearing high heels, and Dafeng, who was wearing borrowed shoes, walked down step by step.
The footsteps after the rain seemed to be even muffled, with no regular pattern. They just echoed endlessly in the ears and continued to move deeper into the ground.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, the tall Yuanchou suddenly stopped.
Because of the water, Dafeng, who was in a trance behind her, almost bumped into him. Fortunately, the floor had texture, so she managed to stop herself.
"Are we there yet? What place did you choose..."
There was always a coquettish voice that spread far underground. It did not give a sense of emptiness, but instead added to the pressure.
Yuanchou said nothing, but took out a rusty metal key, aimed it at the keyhole, inserted it with a smile, and twisted it hard.
"click"
Before Dafeng could ask any questions, the damp and rotten smell rushed out from the crack of the door, choking her and making her sneeze.
With a pious look, Yuanchou put his hand on the metal door knocker and exerted a little force, and the heavy wooden door began to turn with a "creaky" sound.
As the door gradually opened, dust flew and moisture surged inside.
Dafeng frowned, ducked down, stepped past Yuanchou and stepped in first. She stood inside and looked around, but there was nothing.
"You took me for such a long time, saying it was for prayer, but in the end you just sat in a small dark room and asked me to face the wall and reflect on my mistakes?"
"No, of course not." Yuanchou denied softly and followed in. "I came here to pray to the gods, to pray that she...can look down upon me with mercy."
"Oh, so who is the god you believe in? It can't be your Queen, right?"
Yuanchou did not answer, but turned and walked towards an inconspicuous door in the room, turned the handle casually, and turned back to smile at Dafeng.
In Taiho's opinion, such an extremely artificial expression was of no use. She acted mysterious in the same way when she was seducing the commander.
However, as a fellow ship girl, Taihou still did not suspect anything and walked over with a snort, but was frightened by the debris all over the floor.
Stone, metal, glass, plastic...
Statues of gods in various images and styles were smashed, knocked and deformed, and finally turned into lumps of earth and scrap metal, and were discarded here at random.
And in the middle of the dense debris, there is an open space, which is much cleaner than the dusty surroundings.
There was something carved on the wall opposite the door, but it was hard to see clearly in the dim light. However, anyone could easily come to the conclusion that the situation was not good.
Dafeng came back to her senses and said in surprise: "You, you are not a
"Boom!"
A huge and dull sound rang out, echoing in the small room. The fiery red figure collapsed to the ground exhausted and fell into a coma.
The nun put down the blunt weapon in her hand, took a few steps forward, picked up the outsider in a princess-like posture, and carried him to the empty space in the middle of the debris on the ground.
She laid the man flat, then knelt on the floor, looking at the wall opposite with words carved on it with hopeful eyes.
"My hero, my god, the supreme one who saves people from danger, the opportunity has come, the oracle of breaking the shell will come true, may your glory last forever..."
.......
"......"
The drenched nun knelt in the room for a long time, until a certain point in time, when black flames suddenly rose up, burning everything painlessly and without feeling.
Everything around was swallowed up, and the scope of encroachment continued to extend outward.
"yes…"
The kneeling Yuanchou looked up at the dark ceiling, chuckling and murmuring in the pitch-black flames.
"Who is the God I believe in...?"
PS: Note 1: The word "female devil" was originally derogatory, but later its meaning shifted. Here it is only used as a compliment, referring to someone who likes to tease and ridicule others with words (the targets are mostly the elderly, and their speech is mostly imperfect). In fact, she is a big tsundere with high attack and low defense.
Chapter 1057 A New Day (Supplement)
"Ms. Resentment..."
"...
"Ms. Yuanchou?"
"...Hmm? Ah...Good morning, Janus." Yuanchou, with his long blond hair spread out, threw off the quilt and stood up. "I slept late again. I'm sorry to bother you to wake me up."
The nurse with two ice-blue braids waved her hands when she heard that. "No, it's not a problem. The direction to the infirmary is this way as well..."
Yuanchou got out of bed in her pajamas, walked to the window and looked at the sky, "Hmm... the weather is really nice."
"Yeah... Jarvis said today that it's best to take out everyone's quilts and dry them in the sun, so that when it rains in the future, the smell won't be weird..."
"Of course, she is always thoughtful." The nun took the robe from the hanger and wrapped it simply, "...but Janus."
“Y-yes…?”
"When you are tidying up Hero's bedding, remember to be vigilant. She likes to hide toys in her room just to scare people."
"Huh? Ah, ah... I understand."
Yuanchou smiled and nodded, then walked into the bathroom wearing a black headscarf, "By the way, have you had your meal yet?"
"Yes, Miss Aurora prepared a thick soup for everyone. She, she said...she added the same seasoning for your portion and put it in the pot..."
"Is that so? I'll go right after I wash up."
"Okay, okay, then I'll help you take out the quilt to dry in the sun..."
"Well, thank you very much, Janus."
"Eh? No, you're welcome..."
The topic came to a halt. A slight sound of fabric rubbing against each other was heard in the room, followed by footsteps walking outside, and finally the room returned to silence.
It was not until this moment that Yuanchou, who was holding the headscarf in his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the mirror on the sink.
There was a delicate but numb face reflected in it, it was her own face.
She washed her face, wiped it with a towel, and finally raised her hand to gently scratch a mark on the mirror.
"a new day."
"Ahh... It's calm, it's calm~ Can't there be something more interesting?"
