Something soft touched Raffaele's finger.

With a sullen face, Raphael glanced down, only to see a little mouse that was about the size of a newborn mouse and looked like a skinned mouse. A small hand about the size of a fingernail tightly hugged his right hand, so his small body was suspended in mid-air, and his two little legs, which were about the size of a toothpick, swayed back and forth lively.

Even if Raffaele knows that this little guy who has turned into a baby spirit is no longer vulnerable in the mother's body, well, he is still very fragile compared to other souls, but he will not fall off because he can't hold his fingers. Fell to death on the ground... Well, well, this little guy is dead, and this little thing is really ugly, but Raffaele still bends his fingers carefully, so that this little guy doesn't lose his grip, " "Crack" and fell to the ground.

For the cub, Raffaele can't say much about it. He has no interest in raising cubs, but his attitude towards cubs is definitely better than most adults, especially this little guy is still his younger brother in this life .

It's just that tolerance is tolerance, and when he thought of being entangled by such a fragile little guy who seemed to be shattered to the ground at the slightest touch, Raffaele couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

He doesn't know how to raise a child at all, and it's still such a small child!

Even in his last life as the lord of Plymouth, Raffaele never married, nor had any physical intimate contact with any woman. There was one man, but the two of them could not have children.

The most important thing is that the little guy who has been in the mother's womb for less than five months, his skin is red all over, and his facial features are not very clear, but barely has eyes, nose and mouth is really too small, even if the baby spirit is already a ghost, pull Faele didn't know how to deal with it either.

He has never raised a ghost!

Raffaele silently looked at the little guy who was holding his finger and sucking his fingers. After a while, he looked at the black wizard with serious eyes.

It's all his fault!

Although this is a rare pure white soul condensed before the body is fully developed, the degree of pure white soul exceeds that of ordinary newborns. But as long as the ritual is performed properly and the baby's nostalgia and reluctance are eliminated, he should be able to continue his journey in the next life.

It was all because of the black wizard's ghost ritual that detained this soul and turned him into an infant spirit!

If it wasn't for the fact that Raffaele didn't want to scare Vivienne Harmon and Ben Harmon, he would beat the wizard to half death now.

What about work ethic?

Work ethic too! !

Raffaele looked at the badly injured black wizard who was coughing up blood expressionlessly. He clearly wanted to drive their family out angrily, but he still had to deal with Ben Harmon and Ben Harmon under Raffaele's threatening gaze. Vivienne Harmon's questioning tried to convince the couple that the ceremony was a success and that it had cost him his blood.

Their child has already gone to heaven and happily obtained eternal life, so they didn't hug the right hand of their eldest son drooling!

Ah.

At this moment, the black wizard decided that Raffaele came here on purpose to make trouble, and the soul of that little baby was the bait that lured him into the bait. This is the so-called fishing law enforcement!

However, he was seriously injured, and he was no match for the young wizard who destroyed his ceremony, so he had to be patient with them.

Those who are waiting, wait for him!

The black wizard was mad with rage.

After repeated confirmations, Vivienne Harmon finally felt relieved. She wept as she looked at the only coffin in the room that could be called intact. She didn't know that her unborn child was hanging on the right hand of her eldest son. .The little red guy hugged Raffaele's hand tightly. He instinctively felt that this person could bring him safety, but he wanted to be close to his mother who had held him for several months.

Yingling's immature brain couldn't think too much. He could only grab Raphael's hand and stare at Vivienne Harmon eagerly, making a vague babbling sound in his throat.

Raffaele sighed silently. He stepped forward, hugged his mother in this life, and threw the little guy on Vivian Harmon's shoulder by the way, and said softly, "Vivienne, he is with us. Be there, whenever."

Ben Harmon hugged Vivienne Harmon's shoulders silently.

"I know, I know." Vivienne Harmon nodded with a sob, then leaned over and kissed the small coffin.

She didn't see it, but a little red guy was hanging on her shoulder.

When Rafael was thrown onto Vivienne Harmon's shoulder, the little guy immediately hugged Vivienne Harmon's neck, and looked at Rafaelette in a panic. He instinctively Afraid of the dark horror before.

Fortunately, Raffaele was not far away from him, which made him slightly relieved.

Now that the ceremony has been successfully completed, the Harmons are ready to take the coffin to the chosen grave for burial.They did not invite anyone else to this funeral, only their family of three.

It will be Ben Harmon and Raffaele to bear the coffin for the little guy.

On the tombstone, this little guy will only have a surname, not a first name.

Because the name will tie this too young soul to the world, and cannot go to heaven to enjoy eternal peace and joy.

... Tsk, this is what the black wizard said. Raffaele dismissed it and improvised a name for the little red guy hanging around Vivienne Harmon's neck.

Benson Harmon, plain and simple.

Who told this little thing to be tied up here, and Raphael wouldn't hold any sacred ceremony to send him to heaven—ordinary wizards wouldn't, at least those wizards Raphael saw in his previous life wouldn't... meeting.Those who can perform ceremonies are generally bishops of the Holy See, cult priests, and those who talk about gods and gods. Those who can make a name for themselves are a minority.

Raffaele and Ben Harmon carried the coffin and placed it on the back seat of the car, while Vivienne Harmon sat beside her with her palm lightly on the coffin.

Ben Harmon was in the driver's seat, ready to wait for his son in the passenger seat before driving to the cemetery.

However, as soon as Raffaele opened the door of the passenger seat, he suddenly let out an "ah" and said, "I left my mobile phone with Master Ngong. I'll go get it."

"Hurry up." Ben Harmon ordered.

Raffaele nodded, turned around and ran back to the villa where the black wizard lived.

Raffaele is definitely a model of breaking in. Anyway, under his power, those doors opened obediently without even using spells.

In the villa, the black wizard leaned on the wall and staggered towards the basement of the villa.

For this ceremony, he cleared out the servants in the villa in advance, and used some good things from the bottom of the box, hoping that he could use this ceremony to connect with hell and become the second midnight dad.

Never expected that things would develop like this.

He gritted his teeth fiercely. In order to appease the wrath of the devils in hell, he had to prepare some sacrifices that suit their wishes.And this injury really needs to be healed for a while.

However, he will definitely avenge this revenge!

While muttering and cursing the Harmon family, Raffaele's voice came from behind him, and said calmly: "What a coincidence, I don't like you too."

The black wizard turned his head suddenly, his originally dark face was now blue and white.He held the string of cracked witch weapons on his wrist, and growled sternly, "What do you want!"

"What do I want?" Raffaele raised his eyebrows and snorted, "If it were you, your brother was almost sacrificed to hell by others, what would you do?"

The black wizard stopped talking. He did this very dishonestly. If the wizard circle knew about it, it would be no exaggeration for thousands of people to cast aside it.And if this happened to his family, to put it bluntly, it would be endless.

Raffaele's eyes were cold: "It seems that we have reached a consensus."

The black wizard looked at Raffaele blankly. The next moment, he threw himself onto the wall two meters away with his heavily injured body, raised his hand and pressed a switch.

As a wizard's residence, how could it not design some formation traps.

Some things, knowing is one thing, but accepting is another.

Raffaele watched all this with a blank face.

Three minutes later, for today's ceremony and the upcoming funeral, the young man in a black suit quickly walked out of the villa, holding a mobile phone in his hand. He looked very calm and did not look anxious at all.

He opened the door of the passenger seat and sat next to Ben Harmon.

Ben Harmon started the car and drove towards the cemetery.

Raffaele's short 3-minute back and forth, in the eyes of the Harmons, was just like what he said before, to go back to pick up the mobile phone.

But obviously, that's just an excuse.

When the car started, Raffaele leaned against the car window, glanced at the villa left behind by the car, and pulled the corners of his lips.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy protagonist who accidentally reveals big news#

Raffaele: Big news?What big news?Oh man, is it weird?My lover is a man.

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This Raffaele has its own love, and he won at the starting line [Big Fog] →_→ In fact, it has its own cp from the past and present. The identities of the two of them are actually not pure, although the author tried his best to give Raffaele wears two layers of vests, but... everyone is so happy to pick up the vests, the author will not struggle _(:з"∠)_But his cp status, he can still struggle~

The world view of this article is consistent with that of Gabriel, Raffaele=Raphael.

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