C144 Become Yourself

Zid looked at the palace where Jesus lived from afar, his eyes shining with some kind of light.

He hid in the shadows, staring at the palace gate. He would not let go of anyone who came in and out of the palace - he would firmly remember everyone's faces.

"Sir, are you still not going out..."

Zid murmured in a disappointed voice.

He reached out and gently rubbed his aching neck