"You're back." Karen said.

Dis got on the car and didn't comment on the crowded space, but asked:

"Is it over?"

"Yes." Karen folded the list.

"Okay." Dis closed his eyes.

Karen waved her hand for Alfred to drive.

He didn't ask what happened to the red-robed priest who jumped off the building, because he instinctively believed that since Dis was back, the "strange demon" must no longer exist.

He also didn't ask Dis why he didn't bring his body back,

Because it’s useless to ask,

The hearse can no longer be loaded.

perhaps,

In the future, we can suggest that Uncle Mason add a hook similar to that of a slaughterhouse on the upper end of the rear compartment of the hearse, so that the guests can change from lying down to hanging, and the passenger capacity can be increased several times in one go.

three o'clock in the morning;

The hearse returned to the door of Immelais' house on Mink Street.

The hard-working Alfred brought a stretcher and transported the bodies one by one into the basement of his home without any help from Karen and Dis;

No wonder Uncle Mason had the idea of ​​​​firing Ron.

Karen and Dis were standing at the door of their home, where the circle was drawn before going out.

"How did you like tonight?" Dis asked.

"You mean tonight's music?" Karen asked.

Only then did Karen remember that the old second-hand radio that Alfred had bought for several thousand rupees had not yet been taken out of the car.

Karen walked to the cab, opened the door, and put the radio on his shoulder.

It's actually not heavy, not at all. It looks big, but inside it's actually just wood and parts.

"This is a souvenir from tonight." Karen said.

This actually gives the answer. I went to a concert under the stars, and even though I was exhausted when I came back, I could still recall it when I woke up and had breakfast the next day.

"Many people choose to believe in the Cult of Order because of nights like this. They use their own power to exercise their own justice and to help the order that should be corrected.

Unfortunately, this understanding is..."

"It's superficial," Karen answered.

Dis paused and continued: "This understanding is correct."

"..." Karen.

"A thousand years ago, the pope of the God of Light before its demise once shouted from the Holy See Tower at night after going crazy: He had never believed in the existence of the God of Light.

Many people think that these are his crazy words after being polluted and crazy, and are a manifestation of depravity;

but,

I think he was speaking from his heart.

As you get closer to God, you will find that God becomes less and less trustworthy.

You become more and more determined about the ideas you had when you first joined the church, and then you start to constantly wonder about the meaning of this long period of life after you joined the church."

"However, there are some truths that you will never understand if you have not experienced them yourself."

"So, do you want to understand?" Dis asked suddenly.

Pu'er, who was already dozing off, heard this and his cat ears suddenly stood up, and he instantly became energetic.

"I follow grandpa's arrangements." Karen said.

He does not believe in any religion of Kosmos,

But he praises order.

Therefore, if there was a way for him to gain the ability to "Praise Order" like Dis, he would be willing.

If before tonight, he might have been hesitant or hesitant, after all, there was the tragedy of "Karen's" parents' death;

but now,

He admitted,

I couldn't resist this temptation.

Mr. Morf could only lie in front of him, daring not to move;

Can the "peaceful years" that I think of really last?

When this world really has a divine power that can break the inherent rules, what can give you real protection?

Perhaps, my understanding is too extreme;

But Karen can't help but be extreme, especially after seeing what happened to Hisoka's family. As long as you try to imagine the despair of their family that night, you will no longer hesitate.

This is not even counting his almost "certain" identity as the evil god.

Dis smiled: "I remember I said that before I left."

Karen took a deep breath and exhaled slowly,

road:

"Then I hope grandpa lives a long life."

This is not irony, nor is it yin and yang. After all, who can refuse such a grandfather?

"However, people will always die, even gods are no exception." Dis said, "You can reconsider your choice of studying abroad. The high school courses should not be difficult for you, right?"

"Why?" Karen asked.

"Studying hard is what you should do. Isn't this what you said before?"

"I'm curious, grandpa, why you changed again. You said at the beginning that you wanted your family to be with you all the time."

"Of course I hope that when I am alive, but if I am gone, do I hope that all my family will move to the cemetery?"

"this……"

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest."

Dis walked toward the house.

Karen followed behind and asked: "Grandpa, did something unexpected happen?"

"Before I leave, no changes will affect the Immelais family."

"No, grandpa, it's inappropriate for you to speak like this. It's very taboo."

Dis stopped, looked back at Karen, and said:

"I've even scolded the God of Order, so why should I be afraid of taboos?"

"This is different. As a member of your family, I don't want anything to happen to my family, especially the words you just mentioned repeatedly, as if you were explaining the aftermath."

"Master, the bodies have been moved down, I..."

"If you were gone, Alfred might swallow me whole."

"..." Alfred.

"If I'm gone, you can actually have more freedom by taking them both with you."

"Listen, you started again." Karen stepped forward and took Dis's arm. Dis coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" Karen asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I have some side effects after using the forbidden spell."

"...!" Alfred.

"After that, let's not come here for things like tonight. We can do business peacefully and earn rupees, which is pretty good. Prepare dowries for Mina and Chrissy."

"Sometimes you are not looking for trouble, but trouble comes to you and you cannot avoid it." Diss gently pushed away Karen's support, "Anyway, I will pray to the god of order raised by a whore, and pray to him

Won't let me die..."

Dis smiled and looked at his grandson standing in front of him.

"Because I will warn him that he will not be able to bear the consequences of my death."

"You call me when you pray, and together we warn the harlot of the God of Order."

"good."

Dis walked upstairs.

Karen didn't follow. He still had some things to finish, just like a piece of music that needed to draw its final rest.
To be continued...