Chapter 27 Goodbye
"Godora! The demons have started to counterattack! They said they are determined to take back the body of the Demon King!
" Godora frowned, "How can the demons still have the strength to counterattack? The main force should have been destroyed in the crusade against the Demon King. Even if there are, they should be just remnants. Can't they be dealt with?"
Xia Di shook her head gently, her expression still looked a little anxious, "It's not that we can't fight, but... if you go, Godora, you can minimize the losses, right? The world has experienced enough wars, and I will go with you. The more we do, the fewer sacrifices the world will have."
When Godora heard this, he was moved and held Xia Di's hand, "Xia Di, you are such a gentle and kind girl. You always make me feel incredible in places like this. I am really lucky to have someone like you by my side to guide me."
"You don't need to bring the God-given sword." Godora estimated the situation. "Without the Demon King, there shouldn't be any opponent that can put me in a tough fight."
He was high-spirited and full of confidence: "It will take a lot of time to go to the church to get the sword now, and many people will suffer under the attack of the demons - let's go now!"
At that time, A. Godora probably didn't expect that this battle to pacify the remnants of the demons would last so long that it was exhausted... Even, whether those were demons or not, there was still a question mark.
Xia Di slowly opened her eyes.
She was actually in her thirties. Although in the conventional sense, saints were generally girls in their teens and twenties, she was essentially different. She was very different from the saints selected in the past. If nothing unexpected happened, she would serve as a saint until she grew old and died... She would always be the saint of the church.
Her heart was beating violently.
This was not surprising. Ever since she knew that the Demon King had taken away his left hand, even with the help of A. Godola, her heartbeat had been so intense. So when the news came that the new hero was killed by the old hero who betrayed humanity, she was not even surprised.
What was so strange about this?
She knew better than anyone that it would be her turn soon.
No matter what the result was, that person would definitely come to her, and the Demon King would definitely come to her.
She had the Demon King's right hand, the right hand that symbolized the curse.
Whether the Demon King went to recycle other parts first or came directly to take away the right hand, she would have to face those two people one day - she didn't know if she was ready.
If she was really ready, then her heartbeat probably wouldn't be so fast.
"Saint, the festival is about to begin."
Following the notice from her subordinates, Xia Di suddenly had a strong feeling. Although she was in her thirties, she still looked young and beautiful. You wouldn't have any objection if you said she was a teenage girl. There was a holy aura naturally emanating from her body. The Saint's clothes were mainly pure white, supplemented by golden trim.
She had a premonition that A. Godola had arrived.
On this day of God's Creation Day, when all branches of the White Church would hold a celebration, the man would come to her side, which reminded her of the first time she met A. Godola, which seemed to be on God's Creation Day as well...
Was this fate?
She nodded: "You make your own arrangements. I have to guard the right hand of the Demon King. At this stage, we must remain vigilant and not give the Demon King any chance. If the Demon King revives, the world will be shrouded in darkness again." "I will
obey your will, Saint Lady."
If the Saint Lady participated in such a festival, it would certainly make the atmosphere of the festival hot, but her subordinates also knew that the Saint Lady would never participate in the festival at this time, because the Demon King was already on the road to recovery. The Saint Lady could not ignore the guarding of the Demon King's right hand for the sake of the festival.
However, it is precisely because of the existence of such people that everyone can enjoy their lives in the sun without worry.
Only then can they feel the atmosphere of the festival in harmony and peace, and offer the highest praise to God.
After Xia Di's men left, Xia Di felt her heartbeat getting more intense. She hadn't seen A. Godola for a long time. What does he look like now? Is he living a good life? What kind of feelings does he have for her now? A. Godola is not the only one who dares not face each other.
However, they will meet eventually. Under the guidance of the power of destiny and the shining of the glory of God, their meeting is already a fait accompli.
Xia Di closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down.
When she opened her eyes again, Dora had appeared in front of her.
"Won't you just do it?"
She thought about what she would say when they met again, but at the moment of meeting, she still said something she had never thought she would say - she thought A. Godola would just do it.
"I think that if I don't take action, you can't hand over the Demon King's right hand to me." Dora's eyes were very complicated. His eyes, which had long become turbid, formed a sharp contrast with the noble and pure eyes of Saint Xia Di. "However, I think we can talk before we take action. You can also call people."
"Calling people over will only increase meaningless sacrifices. I don't have time for a few words. The Demon King hasn't come?"
"I think she should come... Of course it's normal that she doesn't come. After all, she doesn't trust me that much."
Reunion after a long separation, anger, excitement, unwillingness, humiliation, doubt, the desire to explore... many emotions did not emerge, and the emotions of the two became calmer.
Xia Di just nodded: "There will be no one in the world that the Demon King would trust too much, not to mention, you once killed her, how could she completely trust you?"
"But this is not bad." Doro did not deny this statement, "At least, I will not believe in the Demon King. Putting my hope on the Demon King, thinking that she will prepare other things for me, makes it very easy for me to get along with her."
Xia Di was silent for a moment, she knew that this topic could not be avoided, but...
"At the beginning..."
"No need to say more, Xia Di, frankly speaking, before I met you, I really wanted to ask you why you did that and why you ignored the feelings between us, but after I met you, these are not important, Xia Di."
"Godora..."
"My name is Doro, Xia Di now. Don't mention that name again."
(End of this chapter)
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