As a commander, I will never meet a heavy female ship girl

"I'm going to buy two pieces of clothing." Royal Oak maintained her ladylike elegance and sat upright.

"What about you, Burgundy?" The two were a little curious.

"Me?" Burgundy was stunned.

"I don't know." She shook her head slightly.

"Hey? Haven't you thought about it yet?" Rodney smiled. "Then take your time to think about it."

Burgundy nodded silently and looked out the window.

The setting sun slowly sank into the sea.

This summer, it's not that disgusting.

Burgundy thought.

The two girls behind me were playing and fighting.

From the current era changes, to the Siren's offensive movements, to cosmetics, clothes...

They seemed to have endless topics to talk about.

"Ding, next stop is Qianhui Road."

The tram announcement sounded, and the three of them stood up and got off.

"Hey, Burgundy, let's go look at clothes. Do you want to join us?" Royal Oak invited Burgundy.

"No, I'll go shopping by myself." Burgundy shook his head slightly.

The two girls naturally linked arms and waved to Burgundy.

"Well, we'll go first." Rodney said with a smile.

Burgundy also waved and turned around.

The station is at the intersection of the commercial street, close to the seaside, and of course, far away from the exercise area, so there is no need to worry about stray bullets.

Standing at a busy intersection, Burgundy blended into the crowds coming and going.

"So should I give that idiot a gift in return?" she sauntered.

"I still want it."

"This cross is quite expensive, I think."

"Three skewers of oden for 5 yuan! Three skewers of barbecue for 10 yuan!"

"Today's promotion..."

Once again, Burgundy felt like he had been thrown into boiling water.

However, even when the boiling bubbles burst, it did not cause any ripples in her eyes.

She just thought it was—noisy.

Make a decision quickly and come back soon...

go back.

She is like a lost star, eye-catching.

From time to time, commanders and ship girls looked at her on the way, but avoided her before their eyes met.

Energetic people, hopeful ship girls, each one seems to be heading towards their destination with their own confidence.

The days in summer are always long, and the sunset has not yet completely set.

It seemed to be around this time when I officially started traveling with him.

The day is ending and the stars are still dim.

Unfortunately, this time, there was no sound to pop the bubbles in my ears.

"Ouch!"

Burgundy was lost in thought and ended up bumping into someone.

"Sorry." Burgundy reached out and helped the other person up.

The other person was a girl dressed as a nun.

Wait, a nun?

Looking up in confusion, I saw a small church with the Catholic cross on the spire reflecting the afterglow.

"It's okay, it's okay." The nun waved her hand apologetically and picked up the book on the ground. "I should be the one saying sorry."

"Do you want to come in and take a look?" The nun saw Burgundy stopping here.

Burgundy looked back and it seemed that they had already left the commercial street. The noisy boiling water had fallen behind him and could no longer be heard from here.

"God, what?" The girl thought silently, holding the cross on her chest.

"Come in and sit for a while. You look a little tired." The nun smiled and pulled Burgundy into the church.

The air was filled with a mixture of old wood and candlewood.

Light shines in through the stained-glass windows, dappling the stone floor, and the colorful light and shadows sway gently with the movement of sunlight.

Several rows of wooden chairs are quietly arranged, carrying countless pious prayers and mourning.

On the main altar, the golden cross looks particularly solemn under the candlelight.

The statue of the Virgin Mary in the niche is kind and peaceful, gazing at every traveler who steps into this place.

"Are you Miss Burgundy?" the nun asked curiously.

"Hmm?" Burgundy looked at her.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I mean no harm. Dunkirk is my friend." The nun took out her cell phone and shook it. "My name is Kyle Saint."

"Oh." The girl nodded slightly and sat down in the last row of the church.

The wind blows from time to time, and the shadows of the trees sway outside the window.

"Miss Burgundy... looks like she has a lot of stories to tell." Kyle Sheng sat down beside her, holding the cross on his chest with both hands to show his piety.

"why?"

"The silver inverted cross is truly full of meaning." Saint Kel smiled as he watched Burgundy's hand grasping something. "Someone must have given it to you."

Burgundy nodded silently.

"After all, Iris Shipgirl doesn't usually wear things like this."

"Miss Burgundy, there's no need to be so reserved. This is actually the Cross of St. Peter."

The Cross of St. Peter, the key to the gates of heaven, humility, and piety.

But he probably doesn't know it.

The girl thought silently.

"The Satanic Cross and the St. Peter's Cross are just a thought away."

"But no matter which one it is, it seems to be suitable for you." Kyle Sheng said gently.

"Suitable?" Burgundy wondered.

"Well, it's a hard-to-explain feeling, it's just intuition." The other party nodded.

Burgundy didn't answer.

“You seem to be in some distress, so why don’t you ask someone else?” Kyle Saint looked at Burgundy.

"Will there be an answer?" Burgundy wondered.

From the very beginning, her vision had no particular focus.

The afterglow outside the window gradually faded, and the church became a little dim.

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"Under the Lord's gaze, I think I will sincerely answer everything I know." Saint Kyle bowed his head to the Virgin Mary in the niche.

The endless flames of war, the illusory fate, the useless grace...

She had so many questions.

And Kyle Saint gave her enough time.

"Give me a cross, please." Finally, she looked up and said, "The Cross of Lorraine."

If God really exists, please bless those in need.

"Okay, I understand." Kyle Sheng stood up and smiled, "Please wait a moment."

Soon, Burgundy got a pendant from the other party.

It is also silver and has one more horizontal line than an ordinary cross.

Along with the cross, a Bible was also handed over.

"Take it." Kaier Sheng still maintained a gentle smile, "May God bless you, young lady."

Burgundy accepted it silently.

Protect me? My soul has been twisted for a long time, why should I be protected?

If a demon is disguised as an angel, he will surely be punished by Judas.

Besides, I'm not an angel.

The girl stood up. The candlelight flickered in the church, and the Virgin Mary in the niche was still kind.

So be it.

I don't deserve forgiveness.

I wish he could.

Kyle Saint watched Burgundy slowly leave and closed his eyes.

The Bible is open in my hand.

"May you find your 'Canaan,' Miss Burgundy. The eyes of the Lord are upon you."

"Dante entered Heaven in the clothing of Hell."

"But you are different. You came from heaven to make the revelation given by God to mankind truly act on earth."

“As it is in heaven.”

"Amen."

After a long time, Saint Kyle finished reciting today's part and closed the book.

Chapter 28 Faust

Wouldn't it be enough to have just one cross?

Walking out of the oak door of the church is like returning to the human world.

The tranquility has fallen behind,

The noise is still far ahead.

The girl held the Bible and walked into the noisy crowd.

It seems like it’s only seven o’clock, it’s still early for him to come back.

This idiot seemed to have brought his own lunch. Never mind, I still have some compressed food anyway.

If he doesn’t eat, let him chew on compressed biscuits.

Hmm, why did I think of him again? Never mind, I’m buying something for him anyway.

I am lucky enough to find a place that can be considered quiet.

Burgundy thought.

As for the rest, do you want to go to the Taoist temple over there? I heard it was built by the Donghuang ship girl.

A small Taoist temple is hidden in the shadow of the commercial street.

just forget it.