Alice paused, then gently said, "But all the people I have t on my journey are good people. The Smiths are assassins, but they are not bad people either."
"I wasn't referring to them."
Ning Fan smiled, "I just want you to understand. The truth that you can know a person's face but not their heart. Bad people don't have 'bad person' written on their forehead. Do you understand?"
"Oh!"
Seeing Alice's sowhat confused expression, Ning Fan shook his head and gently said, "In the future, you need to keep a Mind's Eye and don't easily trust anyone's words."
Alice suddenly asked, "Do I need to doubt what you say too?"
Ning Fan resolutely said, "Yes!"
This answer caught Alice off guard, leaving her stunned on the spot.
Seeing the atmosphere beco strange, Ning Fan laughed and said, "I just want you to understand that you can't completely believe other people's words, you need to have your own opinions in your heart."
"I understand."
After a mont of silence, Alice nervously asked, "Can I trust you?"
"Did you say?"
In response, Ning Fan blinked and smiled, "Haven't we already established a relationship of trust?"
Recalling the experiences of this ti, Alice's tense expression gradually relaxed.
Along the way, she has completely opened her heart, showing her true self in front of Ning Fan.
Is there anything more persuasive than this kind of trust?
Tomorrow, her most trusted friend is about to leave, and as half the host, Alice is pulling Ning Fan on a crazy shopping spree, giving farewell gifts as compensation for the regret of not being able to see him off.
Far away on the other side of Coney Island, Alice would never have thought that Adams, whom she thought was traveling far away, even abroad, was in the sa city with her.
"Thank you, Raphael the Priest, thank you, rciful Lord, for allowing to see the light again..."
In a small chapel near Coney Island, listening to Adams' sincere prayer, Raphael, dressed in priestly robes, secretly sneered, knowing very well about this human.
Behind the seemingly sincere prayer are nothing but hypocritical lies.
"In front of the great Holy Lord, he even tries to deceive , this Temple Priest. Sinner, I'm waiting for you to suffer in Hell for a hundred lifetis."
Thinking of this, a trace of coldness flashed in Raphael's eyes, but his face was bathed in rciful light, pressing his head against Adams', gently saying, "The Holy Lord is selfless and the embodint of goodness. There is no need for believers to repay the Lord's gifts..."
After the baptism ended, Adams hesitantly asked, "Raphael the Priest, I wonder if I..."
Saying so, Adams glanced down at his still crippled legs and feet.
Having always been an atheist, Adams had completely overturned his beliefs when he ca into contact with Raphael.
"God really exists, otherwise how can one explain the events on my body."
Adams will never forget that day.
On the darkest days of his life, though he couldn't see, he could "see" a mass of holy light descending from heaven.
In a warmth like soaking in a hot spring, Adams' severed tongue regenerated, and his lost sight was restored.
In the face of this true miracle, Adams completely converted from atheism to theism.
But Adams was not satisfied and was even sowhat resentful.
Great Holy Lord, since you sent divine intervention to heal my mouth and eyes, why can't you restore my fractured limbs?
Adams would never know that the so-called miracles were rely Raphael's Healing Technique.
As for why he wouldn't be completely healed?
"These ugly mortals, have they forgotten that greed is one of the seven deadly sins? Yet they dare to ask for so much."
Were it not for the plan, Raphael would never waste precious Magic Power on this human.
Helping Adams regain speech and vision was already the extent of his abilities.
"Child, are you blaming my Lord?"
Hearing this, a panic flashed in Adams' eyes, but his face was sincerely fearful, "How could humble I dare to question the exalted Holy Lord? If not for the Lord's grace, I would still be a lost lamb."
"Don't be nervous, the Holy Lord is rciful, he won't bla the believer's disrespect."
Raphael comforted, then changed the subject, "This world has fallen, the devil's forces are raging, seducing our minds.
My Lord silently protects the peace of the world, but alas, there are too many demons. Even with the ability to incarnate into thousands, he can't spread grace to all... Child, as long as you maintain sincere prayer, the Holy Lord will hear your heart and perform miracles again."
After hearing Raphael's words, Adams understood the aning.
The Holy Lord is very busy, always fighting with evil forces, unable to serve the masses or have ti to listen to the prayers of believers.
For the Lord's grace of miracles, we need to help him lessen the burden and eliminate the evil in the world.
Only when the Holy Lord is no longer busy can the believers receive gospel.
"Respectful Divine Palace, you are right, my misfortune today is exactly due to the devil's temptation."
Thinking of his suffering filled Adams with rage.
"Child, what's going on?" Raphael hesitated, "While you were in a coma, I always heard you reciting a woman's na. Did she seduce you?"
Adams gritted his teeth, "That's right. It's that bitch nad Alice."
He believed that all his misfortune was brought by Alice. Without her, he would still be living a dignified life rather than becoming a cripple now.
"Respectful Divine Palace, I apologize, I was too angry. Rembering the woman's tornt made speak recklessly."
Adams hurriedly apologized after calming down, not wanting to leave a rude impression on Raphael.
He still fantasized about regaining full limbs and returning to a dignified life.
"Child, it's not your fault, against these devilish tempters, no asure can be excessive."
Raphael gently asked, "Can you tell about you two?"
"She is the devil. She seduced , then sent people..."
Listening to Adams' exaggerated accusations, Raphael nodded in understanding while mocking him secretly.
"That's the whole story."
Finally venting his grievances, Adams was waiting for Raphael's comfort but heard,
"Child, there are so things I don't know if I should tell you."
A flicker of doubt appeared in Adams' eyes, but he sincerely said, "Your Divine Palace, please feel free."
"The Alice you just ntioned, is very likely an evil Vampire."
Adams exclaid, "Vampire? Is that possible?"
Raphael's expression turned serious, "Do you perhaps not believe in the existence of Vampires? My Lord has always been fighting this evil force."
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