Sword Heart of Rebirth

After following the pastor around and around, I returned to the place where I was lost at first, and saw the archer waiting there anxiously.

"Swordsman, why did you run away all of a sudden?" He caught a glimpse of the pastor and his flute with sharp eyes, and immediately screamed angrily, "Is it you kid who played the flute and abducted the swordsman away?"

"Archer, don't talk nonsense!!!"

The pastor's amethyst-like eyes deepened: "Our pastor's healing songs are all composed by ourselves, why are you attracted by the sound of the flute I practice?"

Oops, it doesn't take long for me to say that I've been healed by listening to your flute for the past ten years, even at the last moment of my life I still long for you to play me the same healing song as before.

"Maybe it's because swordsmen are more artistic."

I will never forget this voice for the rest of my life.

Turning his head, he met the magician's blue eyes.

"Magician, why do you come here to join in the fun if you don't protect the Lord God?" the archer muttered.

The magician smiled gently: "Master Lord God asked me to come and find you and this newly promoted pastor."

"Since it's the Lord God's call, I'll go there right away." As the pastor spoke, his figure quickly disappeared in his own warm spiritual power.

The archer looked anxious: "You didn't wait for me, bastard!!!" He whistled loudly, and a big eagle fell from the sky. "Swordsman, let's go first!"

As the figure of the archer disappeared into the sky, I looked at the magician with colder eyes.

"It seems that you still remember everything, swordsman."

Undoubtedly, the magician's words hit my heart like a heavy bomb, and his sudden kiss after that made me even more at a loss as to what to do.

"Believe it or not, I won't hurt you this time."