Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

[The inquisitor said that it was difficult for him to control the residents here, not to mention that without the Deep Sea Church, the possibility of them being able to survive in this area on their own was almost zero.]

[So, if you want to help them, someone must gain their trust as a priest, integrate into their group, and teach them normal behavior and ways of survival little by little.]

[Sutina is the best method I can think of right now. It can even make perfect use of the memory of a scum like Quintus.]

"I know that's it... okay."

Laurentina knew that Zuo Jian did all this for the residents. Although she had a little selfish motive, she chose to agree for his kindness.

However, her actions were a little unexpected to Zuo Jian.

I thought Laurentina would be more excited.

After all, it seemed that she had developed a great liking for the clone she named Xiutina.

.......

[Laurentina, I suddenly feel that you seem to have become much more sensible.]

"Hehe, how about it, do you feel my thoughtfulness~"

Laurentina raised her little head, and this time she didn't even refute Zuo Jian's statement that he still treated her like a child.

[However, before that, we do have some things to sort out.]

Zuo Jian said this and glanced at Xiu Tina beside him.

[Xiutina, next, I will teach you one last thing.]

"Follow your instructions."

The two walked along the street, and then found a house following Zuo Jian's gesture.

"This is?"

Laurentina was stunned. This seemed to be the house where Anita stayed before.

[Remember what we promised that kid?]

"what do you mean?"

She suddenly remembered Zuo Jian’s promise—to help her draw a picture.

"Then I'll leave it to you... And don't run around at this time!"

She said, handing control over to Zuo Jian.

"Don't worry, I won't let you worry."

The left side took control and opened his own eyes.

He walked up and knocked on the door.

"I'm coming--"

crunch--

The door was opened.

"Ah! It's the painter. The nun is here too. Are you here to see me?"

Anita smiled in surprise, then hugged Laurentina, or at this moment her left thigh.

I don’t know why, but I felt that the nun was more gentle before.

But now she felt that the painter was more gentle!

"Yes, little Anita, I'm here to see you. Do you remember what I promised you?"

He smiled and touched the latter's little head again.

"Promised me...what?"

Anita was stunned for a moment, and then her face suddenly turned a little ugly.

"Well...well...today, we went to the fields and the nun taught us how to farm. It was really tiring!"

"My legs hurt so much that I can't move them. I feel like I can't even walk..."

"So...so...can I...go back and sleep for a day?"

The girl hesitated and even didn't dare to look at the blue eyes in front of her.

"Anita, lying is not a good habit."

“But…but…”

She was stunned, feeling the warmth coming from above her head.

"You said... before you leave, draw a picture for me... so now... does that mean..."

"Are you leaving, painter?"

Facing the girl's question, Zuo Jian just nodded gently.

Nodded.

"Then I... If I don't paint anymore... Painter, can you stay a little longer?"

"Just stay for three more days... no... one day is even fine!"

Anita spoke hesitantly, as if she knew that her words were extremely unreasonable.

"Anita, I have always felt that life is a one-way journey."

Zuo Jian walked forward, held the girl's face, and wiped the tears that were welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"We always look forward to meeting a variety of travel companions on this complex journey, but no matter what, everyone's path is different."

"Anita, you have to understand."

"All of us, everyone, will face separation, on a day we don't know or can predict in advance, suddenly, irrationally, without any expectations."

“I may be the first companion you have a great conversation with in your life, and the first companion you say goodbye to, but I will definitely not be the last.”

"Anita, such separations are always present in life. All we can do is to muster up the courage to face those separations and then keep going."

"So, part with me first and start getting used to it."

"Wu... Painter... But... But I don't want you to leave... Here... You are the only one who is willing to listen to me all the time... Everyone thinks I... They all think I talk too much. In fact, they all think I am a weirdo."

"Even the priests don't like me... Only Grandma Petra... But... But Grandma Petra has not been in good health... I don't want to disturb her..."

Anita sobbed and hugged Zuo Jian.

"Only...only you, the painter...and the nun...are willing to listen to me all the time...and even cook porridge for me..."

Looking at the sobbing child, Zuo Jian hugged her.

".....Don't worry, maybe one day in the future, we can meet again."

“Really…really…?”

"Of course, the nun will always be with you until that day comes."

“But…but…”

"Okay, Anita, I'm going to help you draw later. You like drawing too, right?"

As Zuo Jian said this, she wiped Anita's little face with the hem of her skirt.

"Actually...actually...at first...I liked...singers...but...painters...after you came, I felt...I liked painting more."

"Really? - Thank you, Anita."

Zuo Jian’s eyes became softer.

He stood up and took Anita's little hand.

"Let's go. In this case, I must do my best to help our lovely little Anita draw this."

"Little Anita, if you cry, the painting won't look good."

"Okay... okay... I... I won't cry!"

Anita wiped away her tears and snot, held Zuojian's hand and walked outside.

(Today we went to the card shop. Did the szb four-player silver party drain our energy?)

(I'll just update once tonight, and then I'll update twice tomorrow.)

(As usual, please give me a vote)

Chapter 14: The Painter and Farewell (Part 2)

"Xiutina, did you remember this?"

Zuojian put down the ground charcoal sticks in his hand.

It was almost impossible to get proper pigments in such a place, and the only thing that could be used as a painting material was the charcoal sticks left over from the previous fire.

Fortunately, I have not completely forgotten the techniques of drawing with charcoal sticks.

After finishing the last stroke and outlining the girl's expression completely on the paper, he turned around and asked.

The nun stood quietly behind him and watched the entire drawing process.

For her, it was not difficult to learn how to draw the outline of the human body on paper using different lines.

But Zuo Jian still wanted her to watch it thoroughly again.

"First Consciousness, this action of using colors and lines to outline the human body is not accurate. Why do you do this?"

"...Once you learn it, you can teach it to the child."

He stood up and tore the paper off the drawing board, or actually the broken wooden board that he had found from some unknown house.

He handed the painting to Anita, who was sitting not far away, looking a little nervous.

"Painter, have you finished the painting yet?"

"Yes, do you want to see it?"

Zuo Jian touched Anita's head and handed the paper to her.

"Wow! Painter! You are amazing! It's just like what is reflected in the mirror, but without the color."

Anita shouted with some surprise, holding the paper.

"Um, the picture frame... oh yeah, the picture frame... we have to put it in the picture frame..."

"Painter....can I go back now and find the frame?"

The girl held the paper, turned her back to Zuo Jian and said.

"...Watch your step."

Zuo Jian sat there, watching Anita running towards him. He didn't move, just sat there quietly.

[Left room? She seems...]

"Laurentina, we

In fact, we have wasted a lot of time here. If what you said is true, the hunters are now in an unknown position and have no communication transmission, what we should do is to set off as soon as possible and go to the next place they will go. "

"Like you said, our first priority now is to find your captain, or other hunters who know more about the situation."

[I know, but is this really okay for you to say goodbye?]

"Unfortunately, everyone in the world is the same. The beginning of meeting is also the countdown to parting."

"Repeated pulling and delaying will only make those who cannot accept it more uncomfortable."

[But....you just left like that?]

[You also helped a lot of the villagers, with food, land, the church, and the Inquisitor, that's it...]

"Laurentina, why do you think I helped them?"

Zuo Jian stood up and gradually transferred control to the little shark beside him.

Then he touched her head again.

"What are you doing for...?"

[I'm just trying to stick to my position.]

[I cannot bear the thought of myself ignoring the existence of suffering when I have the ability to do so.]