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Chapter 467 A bunch of flowers

He paused and gave Oda Kyoka and Shintani a kind smile. He probably didn't have such a smile before. After Xiao Daisy stayed with his grandfather for a while, he gradually learned:

"I think that flower is Ron's best epitaph."

At this moment, a uniform snoring sound came from the room.

That was the night watchman ‘sage’ from Nordic.

Of course, perhaps that old man could indeed be respected by magicians as a great 'sage' who mastered knowledge in ancient times.

In Andrew Charles' eyes, he is just a bad old man.

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"I'm sleeping so well."

Oda Hime woke up from the soft velvet quilt and made a soft sound. She looked at the snowflakes that should have been falling outside the window. When she moved her heart, a gap was opened, and Miss God could crouch in the quilt to enjoy the cool feeling around her.

She subconsciously felt that she was about to have lunch, so the "slow biological clock" that belonged to Miss God alone awakened her.

After all, for Oda Hime, who is poor and unable to fill her stomach most of the time, breakfast can be ignored, but lunch must not be missed.

These are the few bottom lines that she has very low principles.

But now she glanced at her watch and realized something was wrong. Then she rubbed her eyes again, and then said in surprise: "It's only eight in the morning."

"Eight o'clock, it's probably not the morning." Shiyin's voice came from the petals beside her. Sometimes she would choose to make two small jokes.

Perhaps this is also the embodiment of the girl's side of Shiyin.

Of course, now there is something important, and when she gets back to the point, she still talks about the main thing:

"Kyoka, you woke up just in time. Now something important happened. Daisy has a problem."

"Little Daisy is gone?"

"It's not that she's lost, but that she's gradually disappearing."

Oda Hime still understands priorities. She once missed a similar regret, so this time, it definitely won't work.

The god-like girl took five minutes to change into clean clothes and ran down the building and went to the living room. The moment she went downstairs, she took a deep breath and looked at the sun shining through the deserted clouds under the simple octagonal outer window of the railing outside the stairs.

A ray of sunlight shone on the raindrops beside the eaves, forming a thin, faint rainbow that only she saw.

"It's a good sign."

She said to herself, and then cheered herself up a little: "This is what the god said."

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The origin of Berlin can be traced back to the end of the 12th century. It was composed of Berlin on the north bank of the Spree River and the current location of the Museum Island. These two residential areas already existed in the 13th century and were first proposed on October 28, 1237. In 1307, people merged the two parts together, thus Berlin was born.

This day was the birth day of Berlin. After years of turmoil and uneasiness, the Elector Friedrichii declared the cities of Potsdam and Berlin as its capitals under his rule in 1451. Since then, continuous natural disasters, plagues and wars have hindered the development of Berlin. It was not until the reign of Friedrichwilhelm that all aspects of Berlin had developed rapidly. Berlin was converted into a city fortress and built the most typical Prussian building for the first time, namely the existing magnificent building complex on both sides of the "Bodhi Street Under the Bodhi Tree".

Today in the 21st century, Berlin Potsdamer Platz has reached the streets, and a man in a coat stands by the wall, watching what happened and the mark left.

It was the former Berlin Wall ruins, which were built and pushed down by the people.

Potsdamer Platz has never been a piazza (Plaza in Italian), but a huge intersection, a high-density transportation hub, where the first traffic light was installed in Europe.

He was originally here to watch the first lamp representing order in Europe, which was moved in an orderly manner between red, yellow and green, just like the "hand" of a wall clock.

But the next time I felt something, I took out a bronze pocket watch from my pocket.

"Human life span is short, but the existence of life is even more fragile."

In the pocket watch plane reflected by mechanical structure, a thin man in a black and white robe, with a water surface carved on it, and the water surface reflects a balance.

After the shadow with a hood appeared, he made a greeting to Clauke and asked:

"Mr. Clauke, what would you choose if you put your daughter, with the entire Berlin citizen, on both ends of the scale?"

"Who are you?"

"Biden, you can probably call me that. Of course, I think after these games, we should feel familiar with each other."

"Have you seen this wall? You once led to the so-called "confrontation", but one day, the wall will be destroyed by the times."

Mr. Crowck looked at the distance at the traffic hub, and the indicator lights turned from red to green, then closed his pocket watch, and walked forward without tidying up his coat:

"The clown's lips were smiling, his jokes were getting more and more funny, do you know why?

Because when he was making people laugh, he felt even more lonely that he could not bear."

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Oda Hime walked down the corridor, and her eyes instantly outlined the direction of the spiritual power of the whole room. Little Daisy, who had a very weak sense of existence, was now like a godless 'doll'

In her thin body, the flames represent the soul, like the candlelight at night.

"what happened?"

At this moment, she seemed to have abandoned the mood of panic. God is not omniscient or omnipotent, but it does not mean that she will stand by and watch.

Andauyuan outlined the runes of the dream and gently protected Dess' soul, but this was only a moment: "The protection of Mr. Charles's star track was built for a moment. Last night, it was the moment when the lost staircase opened, and it was exploited by the curse master in the distance."

"The life sacrifices of more than 34,000 cultists were placed on the other end of the scale, and this end was just a little girl." The old night watchman did not pretend to be asleep this time, but said seriously: "This is the 'balance' that zero-sum game is best at. There is no win-win between life and death, but there is a price."
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