章 137: His Kiss (1)

---Guinevere---

Counting the deaths, making sure that their soul will be back in the Paradise where they can choose for their future on the next life. However, there are uncountable numbers of souls that are missing. Some of them choose evil rather than goodness. And some of them had been stolen.

I feel like my soul is restless. Because every time I sleep, I leave my shell to go up to my father's paradise and to make sure that the souls are protected from evil. Some of them choose to the guardians and warriors… or a Guardian Angel (that people called here) to protect the paradise from evil who trespasses and steals the souls. I pass the subject that I don't need to attend. I sat under the fountain… my statue. The grass was welled maintain and no student's come to visit here at this moment.