Unspeakable bubbles

"Bubble, rock-paper-scissors, awesome!"

"Emma, ​​she keeps losing."

"Grant is very happy."

On her hospital bed, Hilda listened to Hiroki's story and couldn't help but smile.

"Haha, I didn't know such interesting things happened while I was away."

"Hilda, hurry up and get better."

"I wasn't sick at all. I just don't know what I did wrong that made me punished by the ancestral spirits."

Hilda looked a little down, but soon she said optimistically, "It's good this way. If I hadn't suddenly lost my mystery, I might have had to wait a long, long time to go back."

"Hilda, I will miss you."

"Oh my, Hiroki-kun, how old are you? Why are you still crying?"

Hilda's gaze softened as she looked at Hiroki.

“I like running freely. Laplace College is too closed off. I don’t really fit in here.”

"Going home is something I've always dreamed of."

"Hiroki-kun, after I'm gone, please take good care of yourself."

"Take bigger steps when you walk, and don't be shy about talking to strangers."

"Don't be too cautious in your actions. I know Hiroki-kun doesn't want to hurt anyone unintentionally. But don't forget, this is Laplace Academy, and every student here is extraordinary."

Hilda was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

"Hilda, may I come in?"

"Mizushima and I have come to see you."

Section 443, Chapter 442: The Cult

Emma and Mizushima walked in. One was the class teacher, and the other was the vice president of the student council. It didn't seem out of place for them to arrive together at this time.

At least, Hiroki-kun didn't see anything wrong with it.

"Hilda, teacher, Mizushima has come to see you. I'm leaving now."

"go Go."

Hilda waved to Hiroki: "Thank you for your hard work, Hiroki-kun!"

"hey-hey."

Hiroki scratched his head and walked out the door, feeling quite embarrassed.

“Teacher Emma, ​​I’m fine, you don’t need to keep coming to see me,” Hilda said with a smile.

Mizushima silently closed the half-closed door, and the two stared at Hilda without saying a word.

"..."

"Uh, why isn't anyone saying anything? Has something happened again?"

Hilda looked uneasily at the two expressionless figures, a sense of unease rising within her.

"He is a good candidate to become a priest."

"It has great potential."

"I think she can do it."

"kindness."

"Start the conversion now?"

"Let's talk to her first, and try to persuade her."

"..."

What are you talking about?

Hilda raised her voice: "Hiroki-kun, you haven't gone far, have you? Come and see, Emma-sensei and Mizushima are acting strangely!"

He called out several times, but it was quiet outside and no one came.

"Give up. No matter how loud you shout, the people outside won't hear you."

Mizushima said calmly, "Now you can talk to us in peace, right?"

"What do you want to do!"

Hilda shrank into the corner of the bed: "Don't scare me, your expressions are terrifying."

"Hilda, do you have a clear understanding of your situation?"

Emma suddenly spoke up: "Do you really think it's okay to just go back to your own country like this?"

"What's wrong with that? I left the Kingdom of Gabriel a few years ago to study at Laplace Academy, so what's wrong with me returning to my homeland now?"

"Hilda, have you forgotten why you were suddenly allowed to return to your country?"

"..."

Hilda was silent for a moment: "I will go back and pray to the ancestral spirits for forgiveness, although I don't know what I did wrong."

"A plea for forgiveness?"

Emma looked at her sadly: "Your ancestral spirits have stripped you of all your bloodline. If it weren't for Dean Harris's all-out rescue, you would have died long ago."

“The ancestral spirit hates you so much that even if you see it again, you will surely die.”

"No way!"

Perhaps because something sore spot had been touched, Hilda suddenly became agitated.

“My people, the people of the Kingdom of Gabriel, are coming to take me away.”

"If I am truly abandoned by the ancestral spirits, they will not care whether I live or die!"

"so……"

"Hilda, don't be naive."

Emma gave a strange smile: "Even if you've lost your mystery, you still have the title of princess."

“Hilda, you still have value. Whether it’s a marriage alliance or something else, it’s worth them making a special trip for you.”

Upon hearing this, Hilda's face turned deathly pale.

She moved her lips, but ultimately couldn't refute anything.

"It seems you're not entirely unaware of the situation." Emma nodded in satisfaction.

"Did you come here specifically to tell me how cruel reality is?"

Hilda said coldly, "If you've said enough, go back now."

"Of course not!"

Mizushima stepped forward: "We've come specifically to rescue you."

"...Huh?"

Hilda paused, wondering if she had misunderstood them.

Actually, it was because Teacher Emma was well-informed and knew that something bad would happen to her after she returned to China.

So, that's why she came specifically to rescue herself!

Thinking of this, Hilda's eyes reddened.

"I... I never imagined that someone would lend a helping hand..."

"Actually, I've thought about everything you mentioned before."

"But I was too scared to admit it."

Wiping her eyes, Hilda asked hopefully, "Teacher Emma, ​​are you taking me somewhere else?"

"No, I'm here to show you the way. Hilda, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. You have to walk your own path."

"..."

"Teacher, which way have you pointed me out?"

Forget your insignificant and pitiful ancestral spirits, believe in our Lord, and you will have eternal life!

"..."

"........."

"What's wrong? Why are your eyes so wide open and you're not saying a word?" Emma asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, no, immortality and all that, I didn't even know you were religious, Teacher Emma."

Hilda looked bewildered: "And what would I do with immortality? I'd rather have enough power to avoid a miserable life in the future."

"Hilda, you are indeed a doer! Our lord needs someone like you!"

Mizushima said excitedly, "Don't worry, believing in our Lord will not only grant you eternal life, but also the power to change your destiny!"

"You guys are getting stranger and stranger."

Hilda's heart tightened again: "Just wondering, are you from a legitimate religious sect?"

Seeing that the two nodded affirmatively, Hilda asked again, "Then, who is your god?"

"Lord of Billions of Radiant Light!"

"Original God of Darkness!"

"..."

Hmm, this is bad, these two are really bad.

Lord of Billions of Radiance and God of the Former Darkness? Hilda was all too familiar with those two names.