Whispers Behind the Veil Chapter 145

After dinner, the setting sun slowly sank into the horizon from the distant horizon.

The trainees got up from the long table, passed the golden dishes with stacks of unleavened bread and wine, and the weeping candlesticks placed on the white tablecloths, and walked to the side entrance of the church together, looking into the distance. The night outside.

The heavy wooden door at the front entrance has long been closed and fastened with a wooden door bolt thicker than a dictionary.

The world is darkened.

The city of goodness at night is different from the city of goodness during the day. The city during the day is like the holy light, soaked in warm sunlight everywhere. In the town at night, the doors of every household are closed, and even the windows are locked. Looking at the street, there are only rows of dimly lit street lights, which look bleak and desolate.