I am a baa baa sheep

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Since the public debate, Salsa has rarely appeared in the major media.

With the help of public opinion, Protestantism has overcome many difficulties.

But the recent successful attempt of the Hidden Church reminded Sasha that the power of public opinion can be used not only by herself, but also by her opponents.

The aftermath of Louis' death is still there, and if she is a little more high-profile at this time, she might become a living target.

'Low-key, low-key, from now on I will switch from the front of the stage to behind the scenes. '

'Give others a chance too, the Protestant pope is still vacant. '

As the younger generation officially entered society, the influence of Protestantism increased dramatically.

It was a little shorter than Sasha had expected, but in 18 years, the Protestants nationwide have already been able to compete with the hidden churches.

With such a huge religious organization, it cannot be justified without a pope.

The bishops petitioned to let St. Shaye take office, but in the end Sasha nominated Archbishop Paul.

"I watched the church grow from nothing to what it is today."

"Protestantism is like my child. Now that the child has grown up, it's time to let go."

Shasha's words touched countless believers, and people had a deeper understanding of the saint's noble character.

Of course, what Sasha said was true, but other than that...

Looking at the old lady who was over fifty years old in the mirror, the saint was surrounded by an unspeakable feeling.

As I get older, my arms and legs get worse and worse.

As we get older, our skin becomes more saggy.

When you get older, your mental head is really not as good as that of young people.

In another ten or twenty years, perhaps, death will not be far away from me.

"..."

thump——

Is there anyone who is super hit!

After finally adapting to the body of a young human, now he is suffering from aging again.

My Lord, is this another trial?

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The body is decaying, and I am trapped in a decaying shell!

Shasha was in great pain, and she was enduring great mental torture day after day.

She couldn't hit the sandbag again, her bones were very brittle, and if she punched her, she might break her wrist.

The decompression method of sleeping and sleeping has also lost its effect, and the elderly often cannot sleep.

"I may be overwhelmed"

One day, Sasha said to another retiree with great frustration.

"Hey, you're only in your early sixties, you're still young, don't say that!"

The sailor said with a smile: "Look at me, I'm almost eighty, and I'm enjoying life happily every day?"

"Old friend, how can you be so optimistic?"

"You are, why are you so pessimistic?"

The sailor thought for a while, "If you feel lonely because you don't have any heirs, you can find a godson or daughter."

"Doesn't your brother have twins? Saya, you can..."

"No, not lonely, maybe a little bit, but that's not the point."

Sasha held up the teacup with trembling hands: "The aging body makes me extremely painful, and the imminent death makes me so irritable that I almost go crazy."

"The longer I'm bound to this body, the more I'm disturbed by it."

"I used to think about ending myself early so that I could return to heaven, but the desire to survive stopped me."

"In the past, I didn't care about death, but now I don't dare to die anymore."

After a long silence, the sailor smiled wryly and said, "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary human being, and I think life, old age, sickness and death are normal."

"I submit to death, so I grow old without much fear."

"Saya, you are a living saint, I don't know how to comfort you."

"..."

"I can only say one thing: old friend, think about it."

VOLUME 554: Chapter [-] You Are Right

The sailor's words still gave Sasha a lot of thinking, but ordinary humans can accept life, old age, sickness and death as a matter of course, but she can't.

Although temporarily human, technically only the body is human, inner Sasha is still an angel.

If she accepts these things as naturally as the sailor, maybe she won't worry anymore, and the pain in front of her will disappear.

But, but no!

"Giving up the identity of an angel will stop the pain. Demon King, is this what you want to tell me through the mouth of the sailor?"

Sasha started talking to herself, at this time she looked like a mental patient.

"..."

The nun who had been taking care of Sasha and the sailor looked at each other, and immediately, the two showed completely different expressions.

The nun was in awe, because she believed everything the saint said, no matter how grotesque it was.

However, the sailor was sad and sad at this time.

He affirmed Sasha's talents, recognized her as a saint, a 'great man'.

However, saints and great men are also human beings, not angels!

'It seems that Saya has completely fallen into his own delusions and can't distinguish reality. '

Yes, the saint has long claimed to be Seraph reincarnated and has drawn best-selling comics.

But this is just a kind of propaganda method, at least the sailors think so from beginning to end.

But the expression on Saya's face when she spoke just now... she is obviously serious!

"Thank you Sailor"

Sasha's decadence was swept away: "I know what to do!"

"What are you going to do?" the old man asked with a forced smile.

"Fight to the end, never admit defeat!"

"I will start exercising every day, jogging when I can't hit the sandbags, and walking more when I can't run anymore."

"Even if I really can't walk someday, I can still swing from side to side to exercise my cervical spine!"

"Hahahaha"

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"Exercising is a good thing, and I give it a thumbs up."

The sailor pondered and asked, "But what does this have to do with the struggle you just mentioned?"

"Long-term exercise can delay aging"

Sasha said with a smile: "Of course, for me now, aging is an irreversible process."

"I can't fight aging, let alone death."

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, let the devil laugh at the embarrassed Sally."

"My body will fight till the end, my heart will never give in!"

"..."

"Old friend, I admire your fighting spirit, but promise me?"

The sailor slowed down his tone: "Don't let those bishops and archbishops know that this is your struggle against the devil. They are just mortals and cannot understand your greatness."

"I mean......"

"They don't ask me and I won't tell. If someone asks, then I won't deliberately conceal it."

Salsa pursed her lips and smiled: "Old friend, thank you for thinking of me, I don't want me to have a miserable old age."

"It's just that if this is also a trial, I will go forward!"

The sailor was stunned at first, then smiled wryly and said, "Saya, so you are not confused."

"I've been sober"

Sasha shrugged: "Don't try to persuade me anymore, our worldview is fundamentally different. You think I'm delusional, but I still think you're pathetic and ignorant."

"That hurts. How can I be so ignorant?" protested the sailor.

"Haha, you won't believe me when I tell you, don't say it anymore."

"All in all, thank you for your reminder, long live friendship!"

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She insists on exercising every day, coupled with the meticulous care of the nuns around her, Sasha is still in good health in her 70s.

The sailor left five years ago, Paul's funeral was arranged by Sasha, and Patton's younger brother was also lying on the bed because of a car accident recently, and the dangerous period has not passed yet.

With the departure of the older generation, the new generation's attitude towards the living saint has undergone subtle changes.

Of course, it's not that they don't take her seriously. Sasha is the founder of Protestantism, and any Protestant worships her from the bottom of their hearts.

However, reverence is reverence, and they no longer believe in some words.

Times are changing, and Saint Saya is undoubtedly a great religious fighter and a great reformer.

However, she is not an angel.

Sasha's comics are still selling well, but people are having fun.

Protestants see it as just a successful propaganda, no one sees Salsa as the reincarnation of Seraph.

"A great person like you is of course the reincarnation of an angel!"

"Saint, you are fighting an uncompromising war with the Demon King, this is the most noble war in the world!"

The bishops and archbishops coaxed her, never saying anything she didn't like to hear.

"..."

'The eyes have changed, they don't believe me anymore. '

Salsa felt lonely, especially when the news of Barton's death came and the nun who had been taking care of her personally retired, this feeling of loneliness reached its peak.

The old lady began to chatter, and the nuns often heard her talk about some absurd things.

"Although the Yige Zerg Zerg Sea tactics are strong, their lack of top-level combat power is a blemish."

"When I was eating dessert, I couldn't help but think of Helen. I will write a letter to her when I have time."

"Ah, there is also the sage, I heard that he is also doing well in the Mechanic God Department..."

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Another few decades passed, 'Saya' gradually became a religious symbol.

The nuns who took care of the saint could no longer feel close to her.

Don't be presumptuous in front of saints, serving saints is your lifetime honor.

Do not refute the words of the saints, do not make the saints angry!

The nuns waited on Sasha carefully, and they no longer responded to the saint's nagging like their predecessors.