Angel on earth

Mr. Richter had a typical Long Islander look, with curly red hair, green irises, and a frame that was very characteristic of the Chezovo tribe in northwest Iris.The former comes from his mother, a famous beauty of Long Island; the latter is inherited from his father Aerys, a former major general of Aerys, who robbed the most beautiful girl in Long Island in the process of conquering the world for the king, but Due to conflicts with his colleagues, he quit the army and nationality, and concentrated on doing business in the Rhine.Old Richter was one of the largest black slave dealers in the Principality of the Rhineland, and decades ago, he was known as the "Emperor of Opium" who owned a large amount of land in the Red Moon Empire.

Although unhealthy, opium was indeed the opportunity for Aaron and Mr. Richter to make friends.The former worked out a batch of miraculous medicine a year ago, and because of its various properties, Aaron named it "Morpus", a heretical god of dreams.He tried the drug himself, terrified of its potent analgesic effects, not to mention its addictive properties that even he, a vampire, could detect.As a result, his eyes rolled, and his mind became active again, thinking of making a large amount of it to torture some annoying clerics.

In an early experiment, he successfully corrupted a middle-aged priest who was beaten genitally by her husband after an attempted rape.After he ruthlessly withdrew his confession, that sanctimonious guy ran naked and rolled around in the street like crazy, crying and laughing for a while, and knelt down to lick his shoes and begged him when he saw him. Died in a mess.If the opium has not yet become popular at this time—it is also recommended to be banned by the Health and Epidemic Prevention Committee—the effect will not be achieved in a short period of time. Unfortunately, it is the first time for Aaron to use it, and he has carefully purified it many times. Send people away directly.

He didn't tell anyone about it, not even Mikhail.However, he reached an agreement with the Richter family. According to the regulations promulgated at the beginning of the year, they could not sell opium to the civilians of the Principality of the Rhine, because experience in the Red Moon Empire and other colonies showed that this would greatly reduce people’s productivity; To the nobles and the church, and Edwards Clinic will eat 80.00% of the goods.This was originally an underground transaction, and the Richters never asked the doctor where they got the stable financial resources to eat so much money, but anyway, everyone was happy, and the mutual secret narrowed the friendship between the two sides.

As for the funds for buying opium, of course it was provided by the church.Even after living for 300 years in this era of monotheism arbitrarily overriding the imperial power, Aaron still finds it hard to believe that the church in a small port city can squeeze out such a huge wealth.Just as no one knows how much money he squeezed from those priests and bishops, he also doesn't know how much wealth is buried in the three churches of Jaranburg.He repeated the set of alchemy tricks in Gray Wolf Province, waiting for those guys when they can't bear it anymore, and arrest him to refine "Morpus"; but unfortunately, he has not had the opportunity to contact the archbishop, but so far 27 priest None of the personnel has withstood the test of Oneiroi.

Aaron was very sorry.But when he thought that even their immediate boss, the high priest of Lieyang City, Mikhail Kupala, had been corrupted by him, he didn't blame these mortals who couldn't even look at nuns' butts Can't stand the test.He really doesn't understand women—of course it's good, but what is there to be fanatical about and bragging about doing that kind of thing to women, especially young girls?He slept with their immediate boss and didn't show it off.

The meeting room is a hall decorated in a church style. There are flower arrangements of blue thorns, astilbes, dragon balls and guerbera leaves on the table, and the Christmas tree next to it is full of genuine Christmas gifts.Mikhail was a little embarrassed, but more curious, his eyes wandering here and there—he hadn't seen any of this.

Aaron watched him for a long time, and the old vampire couldn't help being moved by this innocent joy, so vivid and lovely.Besides that, Aaron couldn't think of any other words. After all, the last literary work he finished reading was Jeanne's fantasy novel.In the past, he would never have looked at it, but now he has Mikhail.

Maybe it was because he smiled too obviously, Mikhail lowered his head, as if a butler who just entered the industry was asking the master what to do, what he actually said was: "Aaron, so Christmas is celebrated like this outside!"

Aaron pulled him to stand in the corner of the conference room, behind a few large pillars, it was difficult for anyone to notice.Hearing this, she turned her head and touched his lips.

Mikhail was startled, but he didn't push him away, but turned sideways to block him.Aaron, who has a habit of doing bad things, raised his head and said:

"Then you may be disappointed this year, Mishenka."

"The holiday is just a holiday, there is nothing to look forward to." Mikhail said with a little expectation and a lot of joy, "but this is the first holiday I have spent with you, although it is God the Father..."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, tiptoed together with him, and said with a smile, "Actually, Christmas in Yaranburg has nothing to do with Father God's birthday. Do you know Santa Claus?"

"Who is that?"

"The new god created by the Aiden people to promote consumption was born 11 years ago. It is said that Santa Claus will wear a red robe and red hat every Christmas Eve, drive a sleigh pulled by a deer, and deliver gifts to children from door to door. Uh, Santa's father is the Duke of Marino of Eden, and he may have given you Christmas presents."

Mikhail couldn't help sighing: "A tiger father has no dogs."

Aaron was interrupted, but he was not angry at all, and asked him with a smile: "What does this mean?"

So Mikhail recounted the assholes done by Vincenzo Marino and Vittorio Gallo in Potosí. Even Aaron was shocked by their shamelessness and cruelty, and sighed again and again:

"I've never hung bishops on crosses to bleed and dry!"

Mikhail tilted his head: "Simple greed and cruelty are far more terrifying than complex hatred."

"Is hate terrible?" Aaron tiptoed closer to him, and he said, "Yes. But I love you."

"...Okay, Mishenka, I love you too. This is the horror of hatred, what we said seems to lose logic!" Aaron laughed loudly, and looked over Mikhail's body to the one not far away. One made a "don't care" gesture.

Mikhail said lightly: "What's the matter? Please continue to tell me about Christmas outside, Aaron, your good housekeeper can't make a fool of himself at Christmas, right?"

"You can do whatever you want, good Misha," Aaron said. "But I'll tell you anyway. Anyway, Santa Claus is becoming more and more popular in big cities. One day I gritted my teeth and bought a gift, and quietly put it in the child's room on Christmas Eve. It can be called an indulgence in the new era! But the difference is that the Norren who bought the indulgence did not know its nature, but the parents of Yaranburg were very Clearly, all because their children need a proof of God's favor. So unlike indulgences, which no one can get rid of, Christmas has become a capitalists' carnival in the past two years!"

Mikhail suddenly realized: "So you asked Jeanne to buy new clothes. But what is the purpose of today's party? Your colleagues don't seem to be bad people. Did you hear that a gentleman said that he was going to celebrate Christmas Eve A candy cane was given to every orphan in the workhouse and street child that day."

"Ah, that's Mr. Neeson Beaton, a Jebbs businessman. Do you think he'd have that much kindness for the children of the Rhine? The 'Lemongrass' candy and toy company was his business, Benjamin told me, a few days ago Nian Beaton has played this kind of trick before. The candies he sent out were all expired or even expired products. It can be said that he didn’t spend a penny, but it greatly improved the image of the company and himself. Those vagrants were still free mobile advertisements. .He wants to use the good name of the committee to gild himself again this time!"

Mikhail said: "You call him Benjamin."

"what?"

"I thought Norren people would not call others by their names easily." Mikhail muttered, seeing Aaron's stunned expression, he smiled slyly again, "I'm joking. You are not angry, Aaron? "

"How come..." Aaron moaned and pushed his glasses, "I thought you were serious."

Mikhail knew it was the doctor's shy look.In fact, Aaron was rarely embarrassed, but he was always like this in front of him.Mikhail was about to say "well, I'm serious" when a waiter hurried up to inform them that the party was about to begin.Margaret followed her husband and went up to say hello to him.

Sure enough, the purpose of today's gathering was not only to celebrate and invite credit, but also to raise Christmas donations.Originally, this was supposed to be held at the home of a committee member, or the president, but in order to highlight the focus of the health and epidemic prevention committee, it was chosen here.Mikhail was the only "butler" present, and he followed Aaron in the seat near the door, not many people cared.

Mr. Beaton was the first to donate his candy canes, and several committee members who hated the Jebusites laughed lowly.Then people began to donate their own supplies and money, and Aaron also donated a thousand ecu—the money is not revealed, no matter how young and promising a young doctor who ran away from home and lived on Friendship Street, he shouldn’t be too generous .

Between the toasts, the officiant of Valentine said happily: "Thank you so much for your dedication to the poor children. May the Father God bless you all! At that time, the brothers and sisters from the Hundred Flowers Cathedral will come to help, and we will also help you." Can save a fortune...”

"Father Valentine is right!" Biton took a sip of the wine, which was brought by Master Perrin to Iris's winery, and he made money as soon as he drank it. "The social atmosphere is getting worse and worse now. Greedy, greedy! Those workers only have money in their eyes, and they want to get something for nothing all day long, are they worthy of being human?"

The author says:

Morpheus is the Greek god of dreams, and the name of morphine is based on it. This is morphine in the text, and it is called Morpheus because he is afraid of being caught by a river crab.