Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 350 Death Will Be the Hope of Tomorrow

Silent all night.

Although Qing Ji was crazy, he could communicate.

In particular, for some unknown reason, this crazy little girl always regards Yagi and Fujimaru as Lord Anzhen, so she obeys them.

Fujimaru Tachika slept until noon, and when she stretched her body, she felt a clicking sound from her shoulders, neck and joints, and she slept very comfortably.

After all, the beds here are used by nobles, and they are much more comfortable than the ordinary staff rooms allocated by Chaldea.

If it wasn't for the size limit of things brought back from the singularity, she really wanted to get a bed there.

"Good morning, Matthew."

Fujimaru Tatsuka greeted the slightly flushed girl beside her.

"Ah, ah, um, ah, good morning, good morning senior..."

She was so excited that Matthew couldn't even speak fluently.I don't know what happened to Matthew before she woke up, but in short, it was something that made Matthew very excited.

As soon as she realized that she had said the wrong thing in a panic, Matthew covered her mouth with her cute hands, with a flustered look on her face.

"Huh? Matthew, what's the matter?"

"Ah, no, nothing! Absolutely! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Happened!"

Ma Xiu bit each word very hard, and the pink-purple hair approached, and the deep purple eyes were filled with an unquestionably serious expression.Fujimaru Tatsuka smiled awkwardly, she didn't expect Matthew to have such a big reaction, she was just joking with her.

Resolutely skipping this topic, she asked the time while getting dressed, and chatted a few details.Ready, Fujimaru Tatsuka opened the door and was going to the living room...

"Lord An Zhen, the little girl Qing Ji has been waiting for a long time!"

"Wow!"

As soon as the door was opened, she heard a sweet and greasy female voice from under her feet. She was so frightened that she hurriedly took a step back, and then looked carefully at the door. It really was Qing Ji!

This woman, with the extremely humble posture of ancient Japanese women, knelt down on the ground, with her head deeply lowered on the floor, and paid her respects to Fujimaru Tachika.

"Qing Ji?!"

"Master Anzhen! Let's go! Let's have dinner together!"

Kiyohime half-forced her to the living room. Yagi and the others were already there. Holding coffee, the black-haired swordsman raised his hand to greet her, feeling the bitter taste.

Like Matthew, he is a sub-servant, and he does not need to rest in essence, but he will still be mentally tired. Sleeping is a habitual means of relaxation, not a necessary behavior.Yesterday, he read Andersen's fairy tales to Qing Ji all night, and he came to a painful conclusion that Andersen's fairy tales are not for ordinary people to read.

Because most of the fairy tales are completely different from the versions he read when he was a child.

There is a feeling of childhood collapse.He is now relieved his spiritual pain by caffeine.

Qing Ji's cooking skills are excellent.

Although such a comparison is very strange, it is unexpected that it can cook at the same level as the cat maid Yuzao Cat that I saw in the Jura Forest before.

On the menu, there are both French cuisine and Japanese cuisine.However, probably due to fully considering the differences in food culture between Asia and Europe, Qing Ji cooks a lot of French dishes.Unlike the general French cuisine, there are only a few foods on a large plate, and each plate is full.

Full rest, delicious food, these two things that are accustomed to being used to being accustomed to themselves are now precious.Especially Fujimaru Tina has just trek for a long journey, especially.

As usual, Qing Ji poured out her fanatical love for the two people called An Zhen. How should I put it, although they have only met for a day, the two have begun to get used to it.

In the morning chat, the bell was suddenly heard.

Heavy big bells.

It rang eight times in a row, but I didn't know what it was.

The sound is huge, as if the buildings are resonating.

As the building rumbled, everyone could clearly hear the gigantic bell.

"What bell is this?"

Yagi Xuesai wondered.

"Ah, it's the Bell of Tomorrow, something Sanson likes. Every time the bell rings, it means the execution begins. Every time it rings, it corresponds to the number of people executed today."

"?!"

Just listening to it makes Fujimaru Tachika's hairs stand on end, he is a devil, this kind of person.

"Are there eight people today? Hey, could it be the people who were unsuccessfully executed yesterday plus the criminals found today?"

Qing Ji murmured, and his eyes stared at Fujimaru tightly.

"Master Anzhen! Don't worry about those trifles! Now, please concentrate on savoring Qingji's meticulous care for you..."

Before she finished speaking, Fujimaru Tateka pushed her hand away roughly, and looked at Yagi Yusai: "Senior Yagi, let's go quickly! We can't let them be so domineering!"

Really, very naive thinking.

Want to save those who can.

There are so many people in the world who yearn for salvation, and if they were to be redeemed one by one, it would be far from enough at the human level.Only God has this ability.

Therefore, the more human beings try to save human beings, the more they will feel the insignificance and inadequacy of themselves. At first, they may succeed, but as more people are saved, they will be expected more, until one day, being This kind of redemption is overwhelmed.

Fujimaru Tachika's behavior is naive and stupid.

"Okay. Let's go."

Yagi Xuesai agreed with a smile.

But, that's just her style.

This is what the savior of humanity and the savior of mankind should say.

Naive or stupid.

If you don't even save those who are within your power, as a human being, it would be too cold and heartless.

Yagi Xuesai himself would definitely make it clear, but he didn't dislike Fujimaru Tatsuka's idea of ​​trying to save everyone.

It is precisely because I do not have this kindness that I want to protect this kindness.It is precisely because it is difficult for everyone to be kind that kindness is rare and valuable.This is the essential element to be a savior.For other aspects, let me and these reliable followers make up for it.

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On the execution platform, San Song held a strangely shaped sword in his hand.The whole looks like a widened one-handed sword, with blunt blades on both sides, as if it is covered with a huge scabbard.

However, outside the round head on the top of the sword, a pair of sharp, sickle-like structures jutted out, pieced together to look like an axe.

This is a special weapon that gives the feeling of a guillotine.

Sanson poked it on the floor of the execution platform, looking down shivering, but had to gather the crowd at his feet to watch the execution.

These people deserve a painless death.

In the days before Sanson, death was a painful thing.

This is especially true of sentencing.

Therefore, an executioner is needed, a profession that specializes in honing killing skills in order to bring sinners a painless death.In Sanson's time, with the invention of the guillotine, executions became more convenient and efficient.

And this high efficiency has brought about a great increase in the number of people executed.

(Death is the hope leading to tomorrow. As the executor of death, I just need to work hard to hone my execution skills. I am really looking forward to it. What will happen if the last savior of mankind stands on his own guillotine? For mankind A noble person who stands up is worthy of his own guillotine, worthy of the execution tools he has created with all his strength.)
"Come... come quickly, Chaldeans!"

(End of this chapter)