Trafford’s Trading Club

“... God! I am a felon, guilty of God. And now for God, and for the love of God, above all things, heartfelt repentance for my sins, heartfelt repentance for my sins, heartfelt repentance for my sins, determined never to sin against God again, hope that God will forgive me my sins... Amen. ”

[Heartbreak].

After one more time, Shelty once again held her hands together and continued to read her painful scriptures on the image of suffering, repeated her heartfelt movements, seemed unable to wash away the guilt in her heart.

It's the color of that unwavering skin in your brain.

Until the door of the auditorium suddenly opened and Charty heard footsteps, she suddenly shook up and stood up hurriedly, turning out to be Sister Duran.

“Sharti, my child, what is wrong with you? Why do you look so scared?” Sister Duran walked up to Charlotte and pressed her forehead gently.

“Sister, I... I can't be quiet.” Sharti was so ashamed to say what she had done.

She felt that her sins were not only unforgivable, but even heavy... because she was lying to the Sister Duran, who had always loved her, taught her and raised her.

“Poor kid.” Sister Duran softly comforted.

She was raised in Charity, and many years ago the child was kept in front of the monastery when she was still swaddled, and it is now seventeen years later. How could Sister Dylan not know that Charlotte seemed to be hiding something?

It's just that her philosophy of education doesn't make her go straight. Instead, she skipped the subject, "I greased the locomotive a little bit, activated it, God bless it, it still drives. Later, you take the child to the village clinic, drop by the village police station, ask if there are any missing children lately. ”

“Okay, Sister.” Sharti nodded.

But at this moment, Sharti suddenly opened her eyes and looked behind Sister Duran, revealing an uncertain look - behind Sister Duran, nature is the entrance to the auditorium.

Sister Duran also looked at Charlotte.

The little girl in a coma stood here in front of the auditorium, not knowing when she was awake.

She was wearing a white shirt for a woman who didn't fit the size. Shirtie changed her clothes, but all the buttons on her shirt were opened. The kid was naked and had a thin shirt on the outside.

Her eyes were deaf and she slowly walked toward them.

The half-clock chain hanging from the collar around her neck makes a crisp banging sound between walks - even barefoot.

“Son, are you awake?” Sister Duran was quite a surprise.

But the girl didn't seem to hear anything until she walked in front of Sister Duran and Charlotte.

This compelled Charlotte and Sister Duran to step aside at the same time and let her walk through the middle —— she walked all the way to the distressed figure, looked up and stared, then motionless.

Sister Dylan and Charlotte had no idea what was going on with the kid, just looked at the past from the side and found the little girl's face a little weird —— she seemed to be struggling with something.

“Son, are you all right?” Sister Duran gently placed her palms on the little girl's shoulders and asked carelessly.

But the action was like touching the switch, and the little girl suddenly blushed, but it just flashed, “Don't touch me! ”

She even waved, but just slapped Sister Duran's hand open. Sister Duran was stunned, not because of the pain in the palm of her hand or anything, but because she saw this little girl staring at the moment.

The little girl even stared at her palms and held them tight over and over again —— and in the end, she even waved her hand suddenly, her five fingers open, pointing at the distress in front of her, "Blast! ”

“Blast!”

“Blast!”

“Fuck you!! ”

She said several words out loud, looking at Sister Duran and Charlotte, wondering what the child wanted to do - but she was undoubtedly doing something disrespectful.

“Son, come on, don't disrespect God.” Sister Duran's face was frightened and hurriedly pressed the little girl's hand and grabbed her shoulders, while beginning to recite the scriptures, seeking God's forgiveness for the little girl's actions.

The little girl suddenly had a painful look on her face, and her shoulders caught were like being burned by fire, shaking her body.

“Stop it!! Stop it!!” The little girl painfully broke away from Sister Duran's hands and then sat on the ground, like she had fallen asleep.

Sharti had to lift the little girl with care.

But seeing the child's face full of confusion, he turned his head and closed his eyes and fell down again, making Sister Duran and Shirty feel strange.

The two men discussed it and decided to send the child to the village first, while allowing Charty to purchase some household items.

……

The side three-wheeled motorcycle was driving on the village highway, and Chartie put a blanket on the little girl and focused on driving her car.

The little girl opened her eyes slightly and then closed them again without making any movement. However, as the side tricycle passed through a corridor, the little girl suddenly lifted her blanket, jumped off the car and rolled off the corridor.

Sharti heard the movement and looked back and saw the scene of the shock.

She braked the car and couldn't make it to the parking lot. She came to the place where the little girl jumped. She looked down, but she couldn't see her face. She shouted in horror.

……

……

The body rolled over, spinning heavenly, and stopped long after.

Little girl... Lucifer has never experienced such a terrible situation. The impact on her as she rolled down the hill made her body feel like she was being knocked down by an ogre's giant hammer.

She reached out and touched her cheek, feeling a little wet - blood coming out of her cheek, probably cut by sharp grass during the rolling process.

“To be so fragile...” Lucifer frowned.

Not only now, not so long ago, when the old nurse grabbed her hands in the auditorium, Lucifer clearly realized how fragile she was.

The old nanny, of course, was not a powerful man of holy power. She has only been praying for many years, naturally appearing some of the hallowed features, at best a seed of holy power on her body, and still something that doesn't germinate.

But even so, she was able to burn her body while praying.

Lucifer bit her teeth, climbed up from the ground, grabbed the collar around her neck, and tried to destroy it —— obviously, her mighty power was locked up because it existed.

“I had no idea... Bucky didn't go to the Lost Zone, he went...”

Lucifer couldn't help but show a little frustration on his face and deep doubt, "That place, it didn't suddenly disappear a hundred years ago, how could it suddenly appear... and still come to this remote place? ”

She dragged her wounded body and walked alone in the woods beneath the mountains. Shortly afterwards, Lucifer saw a working logger.

The logger seemed surprised to see such a little girl walking barefoot, but when she was injured, she rushed over and said, "Son, are you okay? What's going on? ”

Lucifer frowned, thinking that he was now inconvenient, that his power was sealed, completely indistinguishable from ordinary human children.

But as a demon, even without power, fraud is still natural - although she is proud to disdain the deception of an ordinary person. There is simply no way to take into account what is happening.

“Uncle... I accidentally fell off a cliff, can you help me? ”

“Poor kid, you come with me.” The lumberjack grabbed Lucifer with care, "what's your name and where do you live? ”

“My name is Lucy, and I live in the village...” Lucifer gave the answer, thinking and not wanting, to let this lumberjack take her to a crowded place.

First of all -- she needs to contact Charlotte.

But she had just finished, and Lucifer felt like her brain was about to blow up, and a horrible black flame was burning her soul, shaking her whole body.

“You... what's wrong with you?” The lumberjack sees the little girl turning pale and seemingly suffering. He hastily put the child down and couldn't even think about why the child had been tied to a collar.

“I'm fine... uncle, send me to the village...” Lucifer bites his teeth.

“Are you sure you're all right?” The lumberjack frowned, but asked: "Where exactly do you live? I'll take you back. ”

“Just in the village... the first in the front row of the village... ah!!!! ”

Lucifer suddenly held her head tight, the whole person rolled up on the ground, and the heat of burning in her soul made her feel like she was even about to be melted.

“Kid! Kid! ”

“I... I'm fine...” Lucifer gasped, rocking and stood up, paler. She stared at the lumberjack, flashed through countless thoughts, and finally bit her teeth: “I'm sorry... I lied to you, my family is not in the village in front. ”

“Ah?”

“Don't ask me questions, take me to a crowded place... Anyway, I'll repay you!” Lucifer said quickly, and then the whole person passed out.

Before the coma, a thought that depressed Lucifer flashed through her head.

She was subjected to 'lying punishments’.

Once she lies, she will suffer the punishment of a burning soul and a cracking headache!

A king of hell... she can only be an honest child??

Emmmm???