Why it never ends

Chapter 1180 Appointment
The little girl was only wearing a ragged vest and knee-length shorts, which looked thin on a summer morning. She was pulled up from the ground by Klar, biting her lower lip in panic.

"Whose child are you?" Klar asked, "Why did you run out alone so early in the morning?"

The girl didn't answer, but silently twisted her arms, trying to break free from Klar's hands.

"Amer!" A young man's voice came from the field. Klar turned around and saw a pale man running towards him.

When they were six or seven steps apart, he slowed down his pace and put on a smile: "Sorry, did I cause you any trouble?"

Klar looked at the man. Although he was wearing a faded cotton shirt like many of the laborers here, his face and neck looked very delicate... He didn't look like a worker who would work in the fields at all.

Such a person, appearing on the farm at such a time...it itself seems extremely suspicious.

"Have you said sorry to your sister?" the man said as he was about to hold the little girl's hand.

Clare pulled the girl back a step behind him, his voice filled with a hint of vigilance and disgust: "Who are you? Does the child know you? Are you pulling her?"

"Ma'am, I'm not a bad person." The man smiled, trying his best to show his kindness. He raised his hands slightly and said, "This child is called Amer, and she is a friend of my niece... Really, I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Klar lowered her head and looked at the little girl: "Really?"

"Her mother's name is Santa, and she works at the palace," the man said again, "You are not from our farm, are you?"

The little girl still didn't speak, but just clutched Klar's sleeve tightly. Klar was about to speak when another childish voice came from behind the man.

"…Amel?"

The little girl suddenly let go of Klar's hand and ran towards the equally childish voice. Klar reached out to the girl's back and shouted "Hey -", and then saw another little girl - also very thin - appear behind the man.

"This is my niece." The man seemed to realize that he was suspicious in Klar's eyes, and immediately said in defense, "This is Caoya, and that is Amel - I am not lying."

"My name is Helieta," the new little girl corrected.

Klar frowned immediately.

"...Cao Ya is a nickname, hi..." The man looked a little embarrassed, "If you don't believe me, you can come home with us. I'll let my sister-in-law - the child's mother - explain it to you in person, okay?"

Not far away, several women also came out of the room. They were holding things in their arms and greeted the men as they passed by. They looked very familiar.

"Who is he to you?" Klar looked at Helieta. "I'll only ask you once. If you don't answer me properly, I'll arrest you all."

The girl was obviously startled and said quickly: "...He is my uncle, he is...my father's younger brother..."

"My name is Simon Albareda," the man added, "I am serving as a priest in the Cathedral of Emmanria. I am on leave during this period and came back to visit the farm."

Klar returned to his motorcycle with some annoyance.

"Next time don't let your children run around on the road," she said impatiently. "It's dangerous."

“…Okay, okay,” the man replied, “I’ll pay attention next time.”

Klar drove away. But she couldn't explain why she was still worried about the little girl who ran onto the road at the beginning. She looked at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle - Amer held Helieta's hand, and the two of them disappeared in the narrow mirror together.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Hesta arrived at the workstation in the city center. The middle-aged woman at the information desk greeted her very warmly. Hesta recognized her at a glance. This was one of the three "Jane"s with the same name as her in the workstation.

The two chatted for a while until Hesta was about to leave. Ms. Jane in front of them suddenly said, "Ms. Kendai is in her office. You can just go upstairs."

Hesta was a little surprised: "...What is this you are telling me?"

The man was also a little surprised: "Don't you have an appointment with Ms. Kendai this afternoon?"

"What appointment?"

Middle-aged Jane started to operate the computer and quickly pulled up an internal appointment calendar: "Look, this is the work calendar shared by Ms. Kendall. You have an appointment with her from 2:15 to 2:30 pm... Your appointment with Office 2 is at 3 pm. If it's not for this appointment, why did you come so early?"

Hesta looked at the screen in surprise, then lowered his head to check his schedule.

——There is no such thing as an appointment with Kende.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go up and take a look." Hesta blinked his right eye at the person in front of him, "Thank you."

"no big deal!"

Kende had been waiting in the office for a long time. When Hesta pushed the door open, she was still as indifferent as when they first met - working at her desk without looking up.

"You know my schedule," Hesta said. "You know when I left the farm today, and you estimated my arrival time, right?"

"That's not hard to guess," Kendai said, "Of course someone is willing to share your itinerary with me. Are you surprised?"

Hesta did not respond. She knew that Kende probably wanted to hint that there were still spies around her who were working for her, and that it was most likely Ximoya, so Hesta sat down directly.

"What do you want to see me about today?"

"Sign it." Kendai pushed a document over. "You have it so easy as an inspector. A bunch of people are eager to work for you."

Hesta picked up the pen beside him and asked, "What document is this time?"

"Alantida's death penalty review document," Kendai said coldly, "has been approved and will be executed in three days."

Hesta's hand, which was originally holding a pen, was suspended in mid-air. Her eyes swept across the document and then looked at Kende again.

"...Even if you euthanize a military dog, it won't be this fast." Hesta said coldly, "I won't sign."

"This is not my decision. It was made by Office 4. Neither you nor I have the right to question it. Signing is just to make sure you are informed." Kende took the document back. "If you don't want to sign, then don't sign. Do you think I have to persuade you? Explain it to Office 4 yourself-"

"I will first ask Office 4 to give me an explanation," Hesta interrupted Kende, her voice sounding a little angry, "They actually sent this kind of document to you first instead of me? I want to ask why."