Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 53 Don’t Lie

"...God! I have sinned against man and against God. But now for the sake of God, and for the love of God above all things, I repent of my sins with all my heart, repent of my sins with all my heart, repent of my sins with all my heart, and am determined not to dare to do it again I have sinned against God, and I hope God will forgive my sins...Amen.”

【拋心】.

After reading it again, Charti clasped her hands together again and continued to recite her contrition scriptures on the crucifix. The movements of holding her heart again and again seemed to be unable to wash away the guilt in her heart.

In my mind is the lingering color of my skin.

It wasn't until the door of the auditorium suddenly opened and Sharti heard the sound of footsteps that she suddenly started, stood up quickly, and saw that it was Mother Teresa.

"Charti, my child, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so panicked?" Mother Delan walked up to Charti and gently pressed her forehead.

"Mommy, I...I can't calm down." Charlotte was really ashamed to say what she had done.

She felt that her sin was not only unforgivable, but even more serious... because she was lying to Mother Teresa, who had always loved, taught, and raised her.

"Poor child." Mother Teresa comforted softly.

She raised Charlotte. The child was placed in front of the monastery many years ago when she was still in her infancy. Now seventeen years have passed. How could Sister Delan not know that Sharti seemed to be hiding something?

But her educational philosophy did not allow her to pursue the question directly. Instead, she brushed off the topic, "I put some oil in the motorcycle and started it. God bless it, it can still drive. After a while, you can send the child to the clinic in the village and stop by the police station in the village. , ask if there are any children who have disappeared recently."

"Okay, Mammy." Sharti nodded.

But at this moment, Charti suddenly widened her eyes and looked behind Mother Teresa with an expression of surprise. Behind Grandma Teresa, it was naturally the entrance to the auditorium.

Mother Delan also followed Sharti's gaze.

In front of the door of the auditorium, the comatose little girl woke up at some point and was standing here.

She was wearing an off-size women's white shirt. This dress was put on by Sharti, but all the buttons of the shirt were opened. This child was completely naked, wearing only a thin shirt.

Her eyes were dull and she walked slowly towards the two of them.

The half chain hanging from the collar around her neck made a clear knocking sound as she walked. She was even barefoot.

"Child, are you awake?" Mother Delan was quite surprised.

But the girl seemed not to hear anything, and had no intention of stopping until she reached Mother Teresa and Charlotte.

This forced Chartie and Sister Teresa to step aside at the same time, allowing her to walk through the middle. She walked until she was in front of the crucifix, raised her head and stared at it, and then became motionless.

Mother Delan and Sharti didn't know what happened to the child. They just looked at it from the side and found something strange on the little girl's face. She seemed to be struggling with something.

"Child, are you okay?" Mother Delan gently placed her palm on the little girl's shoulder and asked with concern.

But this action seemed to trigger a switch. The little girl suddenly looked ferocious, but it only flashed past, "Don't touch me!"

She even waved her hand, but it was just a slap away from Mother Teresa's palm. Mother Delan was stunned, not because she felt pain in her slapped palm or anything, but because she saw the little girl's stunned expression at this moment.

The little girl even stared at her palm in stunned silence, and then clenched it again and again. Finally, she even waved her hand suddenly, with her fingers spread wide, aiming at the crucifix in front of her, "Explode!"

"burst!"

"burst!"

"You go to hell!!"

She said several words loudly, and Mother Teresa and Sharti looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know what the child wanted to do, but there was no doubt that she was doing something disrespectful.

"Child, don't be like this, you can't be disrespectful to God." Mother Teresa looked slightly startled, and quickly pressed down the little girl's palms, grabbed her shoulders, and at the same time began to recite scriptures silently, and was praying for the little girl. act to seek God’s forgiveness.

The little girl suddenly showed a painful expression, and her shoulders that were grabbed seemed to be roasted by fire, making her body tremble.

"Stop reading!! Stop reading!!" The little girl struggled away from Mother Teresa's hands in pain, and then fell to the ground as if she was exhausted.

Seeing this, Sharti had no choice but to help the little girl up with concern.

But seeing the doubtful look on the child's face at this time, he turned his head without saying a word, closed his eyes, and fell down again, which made both Mother Delan and Charlotte feel strange.

The two discussed it and decided to send the child to the village first and let Sharti purchase some daily necessities.

The sidecar was driving on the road in the village. Sharti covered the little girl with a blanket and concentrated on driving.

The little girl opened her eyes slightly, then closed them again without making any movement. However, when the tricycle passed by a wave channel, the little girl suddenly lifted the blanket on her body, jumped out of the car, and then rolled down the wave channel.

Sharti heard the movement and looked back, just in time to see this thrilling scene.

She quickly stopped the car, and before she could park it, she came to the place where the little girl jumped out of the car. She looked down, but no one could be seen, and she screamed in panic in her hurry.

The body rolled and spun, and it took a long time before it stopped.

The little girl... Lucifer had never experienced such a bad situation. The impact she received while rolling down the hillside made her body feel as if she was being hit by an ogre's giant hammer.

She reached out and touched her cheek. She felt a little moist and blood came out of her cheek. This was probably from being cut by the sharp grass during the fall.

"To become so fragile..." Lucifer frowned.

Not just now, when Lucifer was grabbed by the old nanny's hands in the auditorium not long ago, Lucifer clearly realized how fragile he was now.

That old grandma is naturally not a person with strong holy power. She had just been praying attentively for many years, and some characteristics of the Holy Spirit appeared naturally in her body. At best, she only had a seed of Holy Power in her body, and it was still the kind of thing that would not sprout.

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

Lucifer gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. She grabbed the collar around her neck hard, trying to destroy this thing. Obviously, her powerful power was restricted because of the existence of this thing.

"I really didn't expect...Bucky didn't go to the Lost Zone, but went to..."

Lucifer couldn't help but show a trace of annoyance on his face, and he also had deep doubts, "Didn't that place suddenly disappear a hundred years ago? Why did it suddenly appear... and come to this remote place?"

Dragging her injured body, she walked alone in the forest at the foot of the mountain. Soon after, Lucifer saw a lumberjack at work.

The lumberjack seemed surprised to see such a little girl walking barefoot, but when he saw her injuries, he hurriedly came over and asked, "My child, are you okay? What happened?"

Lucifer frowned, thinking that now he had difficulty moving, his power was sealed, and he was no different from an ordinary human child.

However, as a devil, even without power, deception is still her nature. Although she is so proud that she really disdains deceiving an ordinary person. Just considering the current situation, there is really no other way.

"Uncle...I accidentally fell off the cliff, can you help me?"

"Poor child, come with me." The lumberjack hugged Lucifer with concern, "What's your name and where do you live?"

"My name is Lucy, and I live in the village..." Lucifer gave the answer without thinking, planning to let the woodcutter take her to a crowded place.

First she needed to get in touch with Charlotte.

But just as she finished speaking, Lucifer felt as if her brain was about to explode, and a terrifying black flame was burning her soul, causing her whole body to tremble.

"You...what's wrong with you?" The woodcutter saw that the little girl's face suddenly turned pale, as if she was suffering from some pain. He quickly put the child down, not even caring about why the child was collared.

"I'm fine...Uncle, send me to the village quickly..." Lucifer gritted his teeth.

"Are you really okay?" The lumberjack frowned, but still asked: "Where exactly does your family live? I can take you back."

"It's right in the village...the first house in the front row of the village...Ah!!!!"

Lucifer suddenly hugged her head tightly and rolled on the ground. The burning heat in her soul became more and more terrifying, making her feel as if she was about to melt.

"Child! Child!"

"I...I'm fine..." Lucifer gasped and stood up unsteadily, her face even paler. She stared at the lumberjack, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, and finally she gritted her teeth and said: "I'm sorry...I lied to you, my home is not in the village in front."

"ah?"

"Don't ask me questions, take me to a crowded place... Anyway, I will repay you!" Lucifer said quickly, and then he fell into a coma.

Before she fell into coma, a thought that made Lucifer extremely depressed flashed through her mind.

The 'punishment of lies' was imposed on her.

Once she lies, she will suffer the punishment of burning her soul and having a splitting headache!

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

emmmm? ? ?

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