I just covet their strength

Chapter 374 The Timeline God Desires

What woke Westhead up again was the rich fragrance of grass and ointment. The warm and comfortable bedding even made him want to not open his eyes again.

This made Lord Qinghui sigh that his sleep quality was getting better and better, or perhaps the mortal body was just unable to withstand the tossing and turning, and would begin to yearn for the gentle countryside once it was slightly exposed to the wind and frost.

Westhead smiled self-deprecatingly and sat up from the bed. The room he was in looked like a normal monastery guest room, with a bed and all the necessary furniture. There were also carvings of holy icons on the walls.

This holy icon is indeed the same one that I remembered from the monastery where I prayed during evening prayers.

So I am
"Are you awake?"

Not long after Westhead woke up, he heard the door being pushed open and a girl with white hair and red eyes walked in with a tray in her hands.

Evening Prayer wore a corseted dress with golden thread outlining the white upper body and a deep blue long skirt on the lower body, which made her look pure and elegant.

Seeing the man wake up, Evening Prayer's red eyes lit up, and she immediately walked over, put the plate on the small table beside her, and said:
"Don't be in a hurry to stand up. Your body has recovered well and there aren't too many rejection reactions, but you still need to rest for a few days."

Upon hearing this, Westhead touched the wound on his abdomen and nodded:

"Thank you, Vespers."

"I wanted to ask you before, do you know me?"

The girl's clear red eyes stared at the black-haired, purple-eyed man quietly, and said, "No one has been to this monastery for a long time."

"I have been here before and know the names of the monks here."

Or rather, I came here later.

Westhead added silently in his heart.

"Oh, I see. Sorry, I may have forgotten you. We probably haven't met then, right?"

Evening Prayer looked at Westhead. If he was such a handsome man, she would have been impressed. The girl did not stare at the man's face for much longer, because when she met those deep and charming purple eyes, Evening Prayer would always unconsciously turn her eyes away.

Oh my god, this is too beautiful!

No, no, no, you can't keep staring at others. It's so rude.

Westhead was concentrating on observing the state of Evening Prayer, and suddenly laughed and said, "Maybe I have seen it in my previous life or in a dream."

"Well!!!"

Evening Prayer's eyes widened, met the man's gaze, and then shook his head.

The monk lady patted her cheeks heavily, trying her best to hide her abnormality, but she was unable to calm her increasingly accelerated heartbeat.

"Why do you say that?"

Looking at Evening Prayer's flustered and innocent appearance, Westhead couldn't help but feel a little bit surprised. Whether it was her in his memory or the form of the Lord of Extinction, she had never and would never make such an expression.

Westhead put his hand on his chest and continued:
"Because that's what I'm thinking, Evensong, if you feel the same way, you should be able to call out my name."

Evening Prayer said shyly: "How can I know the name of someone I met for the first time?"

"It doesn't matter, just guess anything."

Westhead persisted, "Just consider it as helping me."

"In that case"

The monk pursed her lips and said softly after a while:
"Weiss."

She didn't necessarily say the name, but the pronunciation was incredibly similar.

Westhead lowered his eyes slightly when he heard this, as if thinking about something. If this was a time and space tens of millions of years ago due to the collapse of time, then this should be the first time he and Evening Prayer met. A stranger he had never met before, apart from the divination method that could not be hidden, the name he guessed blindly could not come true.

He had a rough idea of ​​the situation he was in.

So Westhead nodded to Evening Prayer: "That's it."

"what?"

"Westhead Qinghui, that's my name."

Westhead smiled.

Wanchan looked left and right, and after making sure that the man was not joking, he patted his chest and said with emotion:

"That's just such a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I only seem to remember this name. I can't remember anything else now."

Westhead held his head, frowned, and simply repeated his old trick of losing his memory when he was indecisive.

The girl with white hair and red eyes waved her hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, you can stay in the monastery. It's supposed to help those who are lost and in need."

"Will it be too intrusive?"

Evening Prayer propped his chin up and muttered, "No, I don't have anything to do. I just guard this monastery every day. To be honest, I haven't seen anyone for almost a year."

Westhead smiled and took the plate from Evening Prayer:
"Then I'll leave it to you. Can you tell me about this country first? I vaguely remember some things, but I'm not sure if they're true or not."

Evening Prayer looked at Westhead with pity: "Is your memory confused? Is it painful? Leave it to me! I will tell you what I know."

What followed was a pleasant conversation between Westhead and Evening Prayer. The defenseless, innocent and kind-hearted young monk told the bad man everything she knew under his rhetoric.

As Evening Prayer said, she is the abbess of this monastery, and the deity she serves is still the "Lord of the Sky" who was invented by the Xuli people. However, in today's era, very few people would worship this ancient superstition, and even the Xuli officials are quite indifferent to the monastery.

The monasteries were abolished one after another, and there were very few monks serving the [Lord of the Sky]. Evening Prayer was one of the last monks to stick to the monastery. After her, I am afraid that even this monastery will be abandoned.

As for the country of Xu Li, apart from the similar name, it is far from the doomsday country where every citizen is a soldier in Westhead's cognition. The biggest difference is that Xu Li did not encounter the doomsday. Although there is still the threat of chaos, the National Defense Force is enough to keep it out of the country.

The Xuli people enjoy a peaceful, tranquil and prosperous life.

We chatted until the evening, and only then did Evening Prayer say goodbye and leave reluctantly because he had things to do.

After the girl disappeared from the room, the smile on Westhead's face instantly disappeared, and he fell into deep thought.

Is this what Evening Prayer has been talking about, his first encounter with her in the past?

No, that's not right.

There are many differences now. According to Vesper, she was a high-ranking monk in the monastery in the past, and even if she is younger now, she should be an important figure in the army.

But at present, Evening Prayer has not yet joined the army? Westhead finally understood the source of the disharmony. The girl in front of him did not have the temperament of a warrior at all!

The gap between those who have been to the battlefield and those who have not, and between the strong and the weak, is greater than that between humans and dogs.

Moreover, the monastery was in the floating city of the Iron Fortress, not in this wilderness.

[Lord of Extinction] no longer responds to my calls. Has the connection been severed?

Westhead smiled bitterly, understandingly: "This is the timeline that the Lord of Heaven wants."

(End of this chapter)