She saw the mayor smiling at her, the white-haired old man was kind-hearted, like her father who was somewhat blurred in her memory.

...But she always felt something was missing in her heart.

Later she touched her heart and understood--because her god had completely disappeared.

The mayor in front of him is called Boli.

The departing ghost, it says it is also called Jasmine.

Whether it is the past or the present, her god has completely disappeared into her life.

But all this is very happy.

Because [justice].

"Brother Lighthouse, I remembered it." Jasmine murmured to herself: "She once told me that she did all this to wait for the gods of Terry."

Su Mingan looked at her with his head turned around.

"Either ghosts or gods, they have left." Su Mingan said: "Your faith is yours."

"..." Jasmine was silent for a while, then suddenly covered her face: "Brother Lighthouse."

She tried to smile like the group of Triri townspeople who began to revel in the back, but in the end she couldn't even control her inexplicable tears.

The doll fell on the ground and her figure began to become transparent again.

"... Should I be happy?" she asked blankly.

She was born for faith and once wanted to die for faith.

But now, there is nothing left around her.

"Yes." Su Mingan responded to her.

"—Thank you, thank you, travelers outside!" Mitchell approached with a cane, grinned and smiled happily: "Terri will hold a celebration banquet tonight, thank you-"

He looked at the girl beside him: "Ah, there is Jasmine."

Jasmine's memory gradually revived, and she recognized the old man.

Boli still has the shadow of his youth. His facial features have not changed much, but the wrinkles of time have changed his appearance.

But she didn't say a word to recognize each other.

He is no longer the god she is waiting for.

She now has nothing but the justice in her hands.

...

【Dawn Line·Perfect Clearance Process 100%】

...

Aini returns from the exile space and sees the three-to-three votes on the table.

Since there are three people in both camps, no one was eliminated in this referendum.

He also wanted to see the execution process over there, hoping that the girl was not dead. But when he turned around, he saw the empty stolen frame.

And the townspeople were gone, and they seemed to be going to hold a celebration party, with laughter and noise floating on the other side.

The girl named Jasmine was trembling uncontrollably.

He could only see her whole body bent, like a stiff bow that was pulling a string.

Beside her was Su Ming'an.

Aini heard the girl crying.

She held a black fog in the palm of her hand, but soon the fog passed through her fingers. She grabbed the air but caught nothing.

"What's wrong?" Eni came up and said, "You made the person cry?"

Su Mingan didn't say anything.

Aini realized that the other person might not be in good mood either.

"Eni." The clone came to pat his shoulder: "Don't stand there, follow me, the werewolf player is not finished yet."

"Hey, wait..." Eni wanted to ask something, but he was pulled away.

The moment he was pulled apart, he heard Su Ming'an's faint voice floating in the wind:

...

"This ending should be considered a joy to everyone."

...

[——People only care about themselves, they don’t understand what price I paid.]

...

Su Mingan looked at Jasmine with her head hanging down and watched her squeeze the doll tightly into her arms.

He heard a prompt from the system.

However, it's not cold.

Like the girl said, the narration ringing in his ear.

[People seem happy, for their happy tomorrow, for the dawn they can see every day.]

She bent her waist, and the black mist in her hand completely dissipated. While choking, he heard her howl like a wolf.

[No one remembers the dead girl, the names of the tablets in the ancestral hall are blurred.]

[I don't know if there will be ghosts coming to Terry, and whether they will become their faith.]

The girl hugged herself vigorously, her whole body trembling as if she was hugging a non-existent person.

[——I only know that I, who should have died long ago, was loved so great by her, and then held up and sent to "tomorrow".]

【I am Jasmine, I love her, not just faith.】

The smoke from cooking stoves rose, and the townsmen prepared for dinner, and the town was peaceful.

Boli leaned on a crutch and turned around.

There was a little confusion in his eyes.

[I am a lost traveler and a pilgrim with firm beliefs.

I am a ghost who is secretly watching, and a sinner who is lost.]

[I don't understand what I want to pursue, but I understand that it is not easy to live in such a world.]

[——I will hold my incomplete attachment, hold my justice in my hand, and live without anything.]

【Up to dawn every day.】

...

"Ding Dong!"

A crisp reminder sounded.

Su Mingan stepped forward, put his hand on her shoulder, and she raised her head.

"The traveler from the outside world." She looked at him with tears in her eyes: "My gods are dead, what else do I have left?"

Her eyes lost focus and blood spread on it.

Su Mingan grabbed her hand and placed it on her chest.

He said nothing, but his eyes were unprecedentedly deep.

Jasmine suddenly burst into tears. She sank her head in her arms. Her hands tightly grabbed Su Mingan's arm, like a drowning person struggling to pull the last straw.

Su Mingan's arm was so painful that he was grabbed by her. He did not break free, but stared silently at the fast-paced barrage, as if he was looking at another world.

...

"Ding Dong!"

【Achieve the perfect clearance line, Dawn line, (TE) ignorant】

【Line evaluation: SSS (perfect)!】

[(TE·Vild): "She has nothing but the justice held by her hands."

——Tomorrow is more important than anything else.

...
Chapter completed!