The Love of Roses in the Enchanted Series

Before leaving the place where he lived for half a year, Girod took out the photo of Paul, Natalie and Jean from his pocket, stared at the elegant person in the middle for a while, then tore off the part of Paul and Natalie, Throw it in the furnace and burn it, then put the rest back in your pocket.

Pat the mouth of the bag, and rely on this to resolve future lovesickness.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a young man about his age came over with a backpack and two bags of luggage in his hands. He didn't look like an ordinary backpacker. When he saw Girod, he immediately greeted him.

"I was notified that I can move back, because Mr. Girod has killed the vampire."

Gerald smiled, looking at this young man, who had an appearance eighty percent similar to that of Paul Silver, he felt slightly jealous.

If the silver-haired man came to the manor to take shelter from the rain and saw the real Owen Silver, would he fall in love again?

"Yes." He replied politely: "The person who made you worry is indeed Jean Trenson 70 years ago. I have removed his possible harm to the Silver family, so you can rest easy."

Owen put down the bag, relieved.

"There are so many people with similar looks, but when I saw him, I felt something was wrong... Yes, he is really beautiful, but he is so beautiful and creepy, just like the person in the photo..."

Gerald patted him on the shoulder, the people of the Silver family had no chance with that rare rose, and he was the only one who could pluck the flower.Although the process made that person painful, there was no other way. There were too many bees and butterflies staring at him, so he had to strike first.

"Then, the manor will return to its original owner." A bunch of keys were handed over: "May God bless you."

"Thank you." After taking the key, Owen thought of something, and asked again: "Can I return the photo of my great-grandparents with Gene? I have discussed with the London publishing house to write this story. If there are photos to prove it , will increase the topicality..."

"Unfortunately, that photo was burned during my fight with the vampire." Girod nodded, "Goodbye, I'll rush back to the Godly Knights to return."

Owen looked at the pony cart parked outside. It was borrowed from a nearby farm to load luggage, right?A long box resting on top of the wooden carriage touched his imagination, and his countenance changed.

"Is that... a vampire?"

"...Don't worry, Gene Trenson has been wiped out and no longer exists in the world."

With an embarrassed smile, Owen said: "That's right, I'm too nervous, after all you are experts."

Girod walked out of the manor, rode the horse's hooves, and walked through the familiar village road to the Fairy Lake, stopping in front of the lakeside villa.Jumping off the carriage, looking at the green Tingzhou in the lake, it is very good and just right.

There was a loud splash on the surface of the water, as if a big fish had just jumped out of the water, causing the waves to rippling endlessly, but the docile horse was frightened by it and neighed toward the sky.

Gerald patted the horse's neck to comfort him, first took out a long object wrapped in fine flannel from the carriage, and after peeling off the flannelette, a long sword with a carved metal handle appeared, which he hung on his waist, and then Drag down that long box.

?The box was quite heavy, but he was able to lift it effortlessly, and gently placed it by the lake, his movements were extremely gentle, as if there were fragile rare treasures hidden inside, which would break if he was not careful.

"Go back by yourself, good horse." He explained to the two frightened animals.

The horse seemed to understand his language, and with a low whine, it dragged the carriage and walked slowly towards the forest. After Gerald could no longer see the shadow of the horse, he turned his head and looked coldly at the lake, which was where the noise was made just now.

"Come out, Peg Pauler, I see you."

A mass of green algae emerged from the water, but it was Peg Pauler's head, with two large gray eyes moving restlessly.

"Why did you recognize me? You are not an ordinary person—"

"Knight of God, Gerald."

When Peg Pauler heard it, oh my God, isn't that the enemy of all the devils and evil elves?She immediately wanted to hide back in the water, but was stopped again.

"Wait, I don't want to arrest you, I just want to make a contract with you."

Peg Pauler's eyes lit up.The so-called contract with her needs to be at the cost of one's own energy. The knights of the Divine Royal Knights have all received strict training, and their bodies are full of energy and energy. As long as they can share a little, at least they can make the goblin who hasn't eaten for a long time Satisfy for a few years.

He licked his lips and asked greedily, "What kind of contract should we make?"

"I will bury my favorite on Tingzhou. Peg Pauler, you must protect him for me, and prevent anyone from invading the place. You will also swear to the good and the evil who come here to ask his whereabouts." Keep your mouth shut."

This condition is not strict, because there are very few people who come to the Elf Lake, and Peg Pauler is not obliged to answer the visitors' questions.

"Okay, but I want one of your hands."

"Left hand." Without hesitation, he put his left hand into the water.

Peg Pauler was as happy as a hungry dog ​​meeting a meaty bone, and swam over. Her green seaweed-like hair seemed to have life, wrapping around the thick and powerful arms of an adult man layer by layer. Wrapped tightly, it is no different from a boa constrictor grabbing its prey and strangling it to death.

Girod felt that the power in his left hand was being lost bit by bit. The power that had accumulated there and could overwhelm mountains and seas, with his permission, flowed into the elf's body along the hair channel.

The more the elf inhales, the happier it is. This is the breath of God——

Frowning, Gerald fed the food quietly, and after waiting for about a while, he withdrew his hand arrogantly. This action caused the elf's messy green hair to snap off a few strands.

"That's enough, Peg Pauler, just one hand!" Gerald shouted fiercely.

"I'm sorry...it's so delicious, I can't help it..." He clicked his tongue again, his expression still unfinished.

Girod tried to wave his left hand, but it was limp and limp, just like an ordinary person.For the Divine Knight, this hand is considered useless.Looking at the long box, he thought: worth it.

Go back to the box and uncover the lid, leaning over and hugging the silver-haired Sleeping Beauty out.The beauty has pale skin, a stiff body, and a face of death.

Peg Pauler recognized him, "Oh, isn't he from the Trenson family? You killed him!"

"It's none of your business, don't ask too much, just remember the contract you made with me." Looking at the lake impatiently, he said again: "Make a way for me, I don't want to wet his body and hair .”

Peg Pauler didn't dare to disobey, and blew into the lake.As a water elf, she can change the structure of the water at will. After a while, a straight ice road about the width of one person is formed, leading all the way to the small Tingzhou in the middle of the lake.

Girod held the man in both hands and walked down the ice path. When he walked, the vampire's moonlight hair swayed with his steps, shining as brightly as the man-eating elves had obtained 70 years ago.

Thanks to that terrible Peg Pauler, no one has set foot on Xiaotingzhou for hundreds of years. The green grass on it is covered with a few shrubs occasionally. abundant.

Said to the person who closed his eyes tightly in his arms: "This is a good place for a long sleep, isn't it?"

He didn't expect the silver-haired person to wake up and answer. He found a flat place in the center of Tingzhou, put the person on the green grass blanket, arranged his silver hair and clothes, and folded his hands in front of his chest. Let this person look like an elegant prince sleeping in the dreamland, a dream fairy in weaving dreams.

Kneeling on one knee beside Sleeping Beauty, like an ancient knight swearing allegiance to his queen.

"... Tomorrow is just today's dream, you will sleep like a seed under the snow... Please be sure to dream of spring, although I can't be sure when this spring will come."

He leaned over and kissed Mengxian's fragile lips lightly.

"next time……"

We are reluctant to part, when will the next kiss, the next meeting be?Gerald really didn't know.

He took out a short note from his pocket and pressed it under Myron's folded hands.

"Even if the name of the rose is changed, it still smells the same fragrance, remember." He explained again, nagging like a parent who is worried that the child will soon be far away from the side: "Be sure to take my words to heart."

He took off the cross necklace that Myron had been hanging on his body all year round. Although he knew that taking this thing would make the silver-haired man angry, he had to take it away.

He stared at the beautiful face in a daze for a long time, until his own eyes were moistened, then he stood up reluctantly.Pulling out the long sword on his waist, he lightly stroked the tip of the sword with his right index finger to stain the sword with his blood magic, and then used the sword as a pen to draw a shallow groove around Meren's body.

Take out the rosary beads that he made not long ago, sprinkle them one by one in the circular ditch like sowing seeds, and then recite the spell inherited from the ancient country, which is a pagan spell forbidden by the religious order:

Mother Earth, we meet here to heal your offspring.

stones, plants, four-legged, two-legged, crawling,

All kin in scales and furs and feathers,

Come to watch for me those who sleep on the damp soil—

During the chanting of the mantra, the rose rosary began to vibrate, as if there was something in the center of the bead, trying to break out of the egg like a chicken.

My barbed wall, the oldest and mightiest hedge, does its duty to shelter from the wind and rain.

Don't let the night dew wet his hair, don't let the bugs gnaw at his clothes,

Let not the howling wind bother him,

Don't let winter snow cover him.

The green buds penetrated from the rosary beads with strong vitality. In just a moment, the buds have grown into coiled branches, rooted down to the soil, and intertwined upwards, covering Myron. Covered in an impenetrable web of vines.

"Sure enough, the rose coffin is the most suitable for you." With the concluding remarks, the divine knight Girod clung to his sword, and stepped on the temporary path that had not yet melted, without looking back.

This is the end of the matter, and there must be no turning back.

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A week later, a certain young man came to the shore of Fairy Lake. The man was the same as Myron Trenson who lived here before. Not only did he have stunning beauty, but his silver hair was even more silky and beautiful. The only difference was that Yu Meilun's eyes are as blue as the sea and sky, but his eyes are as deep as a pool of water green.

He went around the villa twice, back and forth, but there was no sign of anyone, so sadness crept onto his brow.

Without further ado, he went to the lake and shouted, "Peg Paule!"

After shouting several times, the ogre Shi Shi climbed up from the bottom of the lake.

"Isn't it from the Trenson family? Well, I remember your name is Kelly...what's the matter?"

"You've been in the lake day and night, so you should know where my brother is." Very anxiously: "Tell me everything you know!"

"I know, he was too hungry and thirsty. After eating a feast of the priest, he was killed by the knights of the gods." Peg Pauler asked intentionally, "Did the Trenson family get any news?"

Kelly had actually heard about this, otherwise, he would not have rushed over, but he did not believe that Myron would easily suck human blood.

The younger brother's physique is different from that of ordinary vampires, and his demand for blood is very low. It is enough to absorb the essence of roses at ordinary times.What's more, in order to avoid being arrested by the knights, the people of the blood race have long learned to raise clean human beings who voluntarily donate their blood. In this way, there is no crime of murder and the source of food is guaranteed.

If Myron really did that, it would be absolutely a last resort, such as what happened 70 years ago.

"Could it be... really dead this time?" He asked, with deep pain in his heart.

He loves this younger brother, and always feels sorry for his slenderness and sensitivity, but in order to find his father, he has no time to take care of him. He thought that after the previous lesson, he would learn to protect himself more carefully, but unexpectedly...

Clenching his fists, hatred surged out.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I will rescue my father sooner or later. As long as my father is free again, I will ask him to kill the knight named Girod and use his blood as a sacrifice..." Scholars Mendi Forum

Peg Pauler shook his head. These people's love and hatred are always entangled and entangled, which is very boring.

Before Kelly could ask something, a police car drove up along the river, and the evil spirit immediately disappeared into the water.

The driver seemed to be quite flustered, and rudely stopped the car in front of the house before getting out of the car and shouting for someone.

"I finally found you, Myron..." After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, I was shocked in vain: "It's not Myron? You..."

Although this person was not Myron, the police officer Dick was still stunned. He thought that there would be no second person in the world who was as beautiful as Myron Trenson, but unexpectedly he met the second one.According to the hair color and appearance, he knew that this person must be a close relative of Myron.

Kelly squinted at him, why did the police come?

"Hello, I'm Dick. It's like this. Not long ago, there were several murders in the town, but Myron disappeared mysteriously after the last murder, and I couldn't get in touch with his family in London..." very Ask politely: "Some doubts need to be clarified with Myron, do you know where he is?"

"If I knew his whereabouts, I wouldn't come here to look for someone." He asked coldly, "By the way, I remember that he was pestered by a man named Owen Silver. Do you know where this man lives?"

"Speaking of this..." Dick replied awkwardly: "I'm sorry, because I was instructed by the superiors, Owen Silver's information must not be leaked, and I don't quite understand... Sorry."

He was really embarrassed. It turned out that Owen was not Owen, but an investigator sent by a religious order in London. After the priest was killed, he disappeared with Myron.Now that the real Owen came back, he only said that Myron was a real vampire who was wiped out by the knight of justice.

It’s really strange to think of this. Originally, the direction of the police investigation was shifted to the priest. As a result, the priest was also sucked out of his blood and died strangely. When he suspected that the murderer was someone else, he found a tunnel leading directly to the cemetery in the priest’s study. Another backpacker body.

It may be that the murderer hadn't had time to dispose of the corpse. The fingerprints, DNA, and evidence left on it all indicated that the murderer was indeed a priest.Now the case is more complicated and confusing. If the priest is the murderer who killed the previous backpackers, then who killed him?

All in all, the case was a headache for the small-town police.

Seeing his strange expression, Kelly didn't bother to pay attention. Knowing that even if he could get information from this little police officer, it wouldn't be of much help, so he turned around and was about to leave, but Dick hurriedly stopped him.

"Wait, I'll leave a phone number for you." He hurriedly took out his business card and handed it over: "If you meet Myron, please ask him to contact me."

Kelly snorted, put the business card in his pocket, thought to himself, then threw the business card away, looking annoyed.

Seeing that he was going to the forest, and there was no means of transportation nearby, Dick hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"Back to London."

"It's a long way from the town station. I just want to go back and give you a ride along the way." Dick suggested, wanting to take advantage of giving people a free ride, and get a little more information about Myron.

Kelly looked at the scorching sun above his head. Although he was not afraid of the sun, the skin of the blood clan was inherently fragile, and it was easy to peel off and develop rashes after prolonged exposure to the sun. Although it was not beautiful to ride in a police car, he still agreed.

The police car sped away, and Peg Pauler poked his head out of the water again, looked at the small island in the lake, and snickered.Turning a blind eye to what is in front of you is a common problem not only for humans, but also for blood races.

In Rose Castle, Sleeping Beauty perches quietly in the arms of the Queen of Death, waiting for the spring to wake up.

——End of "The Love of the Enchanted Rose"

Please look forward to more exciting "The Temptation of the Enchanted Apple"

The moment of love at first sight

Located on the outskirts of London, in a wide green space surrounded by iron railings, there are steeple churches and houses standing. It is the headquarters of the Divine Knights under the order, which is responsible for eradicating demons and suppressing the arrogance of the demon world. Maintain the balance of human gods, devils and human forces.

There are seven divine knights in total. Although the number is small, they are the deadly nemesis that the devils fear. Today, the sky knight Girod, who has been stationed in Northern Europe for a long time, returned to the headquarters to report the activities of the local devils.

He also wanted to take a long vacation by the way.Staying in Northern Europe for a long time, in addition to dealing with the local protoss all day long, he also has to keep an eye on the wolves who may riot at any time. His nerves are tense anytime and anywhere. Even if he takes a breath occasionally, the cold weather will only make him feel Lonely.

It's hard to sleep alone, but he doesn't want to find someone to warm the bed.

As divine knights, even the blood in their bodies is different from ordinary people. As a result of injecting vampire serum, they also gained a longer lifespan.Therefore, he can wait, and wait for someone who can really touch his heartstrings to float into his life.

What he wants is someone who can instantly catch his eyes and make him stop breathing. Such a person must exist, but he hasn't met yet.

So he was lonely until now, and after being alone for a long time, he got used to it.

After reporting to his boss, he successfully got a three-month vacation. When he came out, he was considering whether to go to Hawaii for a vacation. A trainee exorcist happened to walk in the corridor. He caught him and asked Vito? there.

"Master Searles is discussing a case of the resurrection of a vampire in the Star Conference Hall."

Gerald immediately walked towards the conference hall.

Victor Sells was the person who was responsible for training and supervising Gerald after he joined the Divine Knights. He was his teacher, and the two were as close as father and son.

Sure enough, I found Vido in the conference hall, and there was another divine knight in the hall, the Gale Knight Kyle Drysden who was in charge of England. He took a photo and a stack of thin files in his hand, Discussing things with Vito.

"Busy? I'll come back later," said Gerald.

"No, I just find it unbelievable..." Vito beckoned him to come in, and asked, "What do you think is the chance of a vampire surviving after a silver bullet passes through its heart?"

Girod froze for a moment: "Zero. The premise is that the silver bullet hits the heart correctly."

Victor asked, "What if the vampire is shot with six silver bullets, three of which hit the hands and feet, one each in the abdomen and waist, and the last one goes through the heart?"

"Even if it misses the heart, the holy energy of the silver bullet will remain in the vampire's body, corroding his internal organs in a short period of time. Even if it is buried in the soil in time and absorbs the energy of the earth, it will become extremely weak, and it will never be seen again. Sunlight."

Vido nodded: "Seventy years ago, a man named Paul Silver shot a vampire with a silver bullet, and the vampire was wiped out not long after. Diary to prove it, it should not be false.”

Kyle then explained: "According to the records, Paul believed that the dead vampire was his good friend Gene and wanted to abduct his fiancée Natalie. , recognized a man passing outside his estate as Jean."

"Jin? That name sounds familiar..."

"The people of the Trenson family, yes, they are blood." Kyle said, "In the Trenson family genealogy, it is recorded that Gene Trenson died in 70, not [-] years ago."

"It's a contradiction." Girod thought for a while, and then said, "The person Owen saw may just look like Jean, and this happens often within the same family."

"Perhaps. But if it's really the same person, it would be interesting..." Vido showed a playful expression: "I heard that there is a person with a special constitution in the Trentson family who doesn't need blood to maintain life, and restrains blood. The Hallows won't work on him either. I think the Alpha Research Center will be interested in such wonderful blood."

Girod knew what the Alpha Research Center the teacher was talking about was a secret biochemical and blood medical research center under the sect, which was responsible for alchemy and immortality.Over the past few hundred years, the vampires and werewolves captured by the knights of the gods have become the research samples of the center.

Only a few people know of the existence of the research center, including the Godly Knights, and the vampire serum injected into their bodies was also developed by this research center.

"Then let's investigate. However, the Trenson family has a deep connection with the royal family. If something goes wrong, it will cause disputes between the church and the royal family..." Girod said.

Kyle laughed: "I will pretend to be Paul's descendants and approach him. If it is true, then, based on the crime of killing the local mayor 70 years ago, I should arrest him as a matter of course."

As he spoke, he threw the photo in his hand on the table. In the photo, two men and a woman stared at the camera with stiff expressions.

Girod nodded noncommittally, picked up the photo and looked at it, and asked, "This is the photo? What does Gene look like..."

The words stopped abruptly.

……

Breathing stopped.

The sounds of the world stopped.

Everything is gone, only my heart is still beating.

bang bang bang—

In a trance, he heard his soul shouting something, and he listened carefully.

The soul said: This is the man.

"Girald, what's the matter?" Kyle asked when he saw that his expression was not right.

"...No." He calmed down and replied in an unprecedentedly calm tone: "I am very interested in this case, why don't you give it to me."

Vido questioned his students: "What about the three-month vacation I took so hard? I remember you said that the Pacific sun is waiting for you."

"Actually, I'm more interested in gardening, but unfortunately the weather in Northern Europe is too cold, so it's hard to grow the roses I want." He tapped the photo casually with his finger, and said, "After taking this case, I just happened to go to the countryside to do some leisure gardening. "

Vito has lived with Gerald for a long time, and of course he knows that his intentions are not as simple as the words on the surface, but because he knows this person well, it is impossible to force him to tell the truth even if he is forced.

Then see how he plays.

"Since you are interested, I have no objection." Turning to Kyle, he asked, "What do you think?"

The latter shrugged: "If Gerald is willing to give me his three-month vacation, I'm all for it."

"Thank you." Girod smiled and put the photo in his pocket.

Then, on a summer afternoon with light rain, the man stepped under the eaves of the manor to take shelter from the rain.

The missing colors in the black-and-white photos were reunited. The light-colored long hair with no texture in the photos turned out to be cleaner than angel wings and softer than moonlight.

I want to touch such hair, whether it is as light as moonlight.

I saw his eyes again, pure blue, as blue as the sea, as blue as the sky, I believe that if there is a dreamy blue rose in the world, it must be this color.

Breathing stopped again, and I heard myself say a simple word.

"you……"

It's you, from the first moment he sees the photo, it makes him miss the present day and night.

The silver-haired man looked up at him without any expression on his face.

"Good day. The weather here is always like this, cloudy or sunny..."

Then start to meet the relationship between the two with a simple greeting. One day, this person will laugh and cry for himself, and be in his arms.

Yes, one day...

——The end of "The Moment of Love at First Sight"