Angel on earth

The two walked forward together.The snow fell more and more heavily, and the wind on the coast blew them into more icy slags. Mikhail stopped the roaring wind, leaving behind slowly fluttering snowflakes, and Aaron's hat brim quickly accumulated a layer.

Aaron had poor eyesight, and because of his drunkenness and unclear glasses, he couldn't see clearly from a distance; Mikhail's body was always warm, and he leaned on it, and he didn't notice the other party's fear for a while , pointing to the figure in the distance, said:

"Mikhail, Mishenka, have you ever seen pirates? Well, this is too low-class, you don't need to come forward... There are no big pirates near Yaranburg, because we have a lot of artillery, but for...for what ? Anyway, some pirates will be escorted here for trial and hanged. This is..."

Gradually, he saw clearly the Narcissus flag and the six-pointed star cross flag under the lights, as well as the nine Red Moon men on the mast.

He retched subconsciously.Not because he recognized the nine naked and dying blacks as the nine people who were dragged to play reindeer yesterday, nor because of the marks of whipping all over their bodies, but those with iron hooks piercing through the shoulders and thighs and the skin of the chest The way to lift people up.

If Mikhail hadn't helped him in time, he might have fallen to the ground, turned around and ran away.

He pinched Mikhail's arm tightly with his thin fingers, trembling a little, his eyes wide open, and he said with a dry smile, "The people here haven't changed at all after so many years."

Mikhail withdrew his gaze from the Red Moon Man, and instead hugged Aaron in his arms. While stroking the back of his head and back, he whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Aaron, this No—this is the Principality of Rhine, not Lieyang City. Don't be afraid, everything is over long ago, let's go home, go home. Just go home, don't think about those... I don't care. I don't care about them .”

He closed his eyes, and Aaron felt a burst of warm damp through the layers of thick clothes.

"...don't cry. I'm sorry, Mishenka... I just—we can't go." He patted Mikhail on the shoulder weakly. "They're still alive."

Mikhail raised his eyes and looked at him in horror.

"Let's go." Aaron stood up, suppressing the long-lost nausea, grabbed Mikhail's sleeve, and said, "Go and put them down."

Mikhail pulled out the long sword from Emile and threw it out. A gentle whirlwind caught the nine people and slowly fell on the cold deck.On the other side, Emile raised her front hooves silently, knocking two patrolmen unconscious.

Mikhail looked closely at the wounds he didn't know how to deal with, and was even more unbelievable: "Why did you do such a thing?!"

Aaron explained vaguely: "Most people don't think of black people as people, Mishenka, it's black to them, and a person who works and tans in the hot sun is also black."—their body temperature is too low, the alcohol will Take away more precious heat, Mikhail, get some holy water and wash it, I can't see clearly."

"I... I didn't bring a cross." Mikhail muttered.

"I brought it."

Aaron took out a gem-studded sun cross from the neckline, and Mikhail felt Micah's breath on it.

"His medical bills." Aaron briefly explained, stuffing the cross into Mikhail's hand.The warm and pure water was separated from the ocean. Mikhail manipulated the warm water, threw the cross into it after praying, and washed the wounds on the nine people with holy water.

Aaron knelt on one side, leaned on his glasses and looked closely for a while, then sighed.

"I can't help it."

Mikhail was a little disappointed but nodded more expectantly.He didn't even find out that the nine were still alive.

"Are all the records of the coming of the Holy Son true?" For the first time, his heart was shaken, "These nine people have been working all their lives and have never done anything bad. Even if they did a little bit, it shouldn't be the result. Their wicked people are as numerous as the sand in the sea. He can resurrect people by laying his hands on their heads, but won’t a person who has been beaten to death be beaten to death a second time if he comes back alive?”

"I'm sorry, Mishenka." Aaron raised his eyes and said softly, "I don't want to—actually I want to, but I know I can't...I can't cover your eyes so that you don't let you see these, so Lieyang and I What's the difference between people in the city? But at least...it's your first Christmas with me. I hope you've had a - happy one."

Mikhail lowered his head and babbled nonsense, Aaron approached carefully, hugged him slowly, and whispered in his ear:

"I'm sorry, Mishenka. There are many things you can't do. You can't change them. They're right in front of you, but you can't save them. Like that girl on Victory Square, she might only be warm for a little while, cloak It will fall into the hands of others, and she can't eat that box of candy, but what can I do?

"No matter how many times you start over, what kind of effort you make, as long as society remains like this, it will be futile for you to save anyone. It's not your fault, Mikhail, you can't resist -"

Mikhail turned his head to look at him suddenly, his expression was almost pleading.

Aaron closed his mouth, took off his gloves, put his cold palm on his cheek, and looked at him seriously through his green eyes through the lens: "But, we can make them have a good dream. -Give them some Be warm, Mikhail, as warm as the fields by the Annan River."

Mikhail held out his hand and warmed the nine.Their blood began to rush, and the wounds began to ooze and hurt, and the excessive blood loss left them suffering from lack of oxygen.

Aaron opened the medicine box, took out a bottle of Morpus from the bottom, carefully sterilized the syringes, and gave everyone an injection.

"Good night."

He stood up, bowed, and said softly.

The nine bloody faces slowly unfolded, and the corners of some people's mouths struggled to evoke a serene smile.

The two ended their adventure tonight, and they shuffled back in frustration.Emile followed at the end, also swaying her smooth ponytail listlessly.

A little far away, the bell of the Red Moon Church rang.

The two looked up, and the second hand left the twelve o'clock position at midnight and jumped forward.

Aaron stopped suddenly, and Mikhail also stopped, with a thick blanket still hanging in his arms.

The doctor's spirit suddenly cheered up, as if everything that happened yesterday disappeared together with his past encounters:

"Mikhail, Mishenka, Misha. This year I prevented a plague, conservatively estimated, how about I saved 2 people? 1 people arrived in the Siegfried Federation, and 1 more People, can you pay off the remaining bits and pieces of human life? So—”

Master Edwards spread his arms and spread his fingers and turned around. The chain of glasses drew two light arcs in the air.He closed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and said with a smile:

"Today is my birthday. I want a birthday present!"

For a moment Mikhail seemed to be struck by the last bell at twelve o'clock which rang at the same time.It took a lot of effort for Aaron to smile so happily at him outside in the freezing cold, showing how happy Aaron actually was.If he had pupils, they should have swallowed the entire iris to show his inner reaction, but he didn't, and the whole face looked stupid.

Aaron quietly opened his left eye, saw his expression, and turned back at once.

"... just play-"

Mikhail attacked him from behind and threw him into his arms.

"I know, I know. No, I didn't know it was your birthday, but..." His voice and the warm moisture in his mouth vibrated against Aaron's cold ears, "I prepared a present, a Christmas present , I didn't know if you liked this festival...but it's a long way to go. Do you like the moon?"

"Are you going to take me to the moon?" Aaron asked with feigned innocence.

"Let's go to Moon Sea." Mikhail picked him up and said loudly.

Mikhail stole a schooner, probably bought it.The small sailboat was tied at the bottom of an inconspicuous cliff, the floor was covered with a thick layer of velvet, the sails were neatly rolled up and stacked at the stern, and a red and white rose flag of the Norn Empire was spread on the ship.

Mikhail fastened the sail, sat side by side with Aaron, and slowly agitated the sail. A gust of warm wind that was running happily in the southern part of the Moon Sea was cut off in the middle, and he was abruptly pulled into the Plenty Bay. The boat pushed into the depths of the Moon Sea.

They passed by the ring reef where the pirates were hanging, sailed out of the flying snowflakes, and entered the deep and powerful ocean with gentle waves.The deep ocean whimpered under the moonlight, and the stars in the night sky were clear and distant, shining in the distance.

Mikhail says:

"A long time ago, Moon Sea didn't have that name."

"Well, before and after the Second Jihad, it was still called 'Atrium', because the church believed that it was the sea in the center. At that time, people didn't know the existence of the Arctic Ocean, and they thought it was just a barren ice field." Aaron replied.

"In the hundreds of years after countries invaded the Red Moon Empire, various human skills and even magic have developed rapidly. For the former, the Bronzini kidnapped the families of the local people, robbed their livestock and food, and took them Drive into the jungle to get the rubber; for the latter, wizards and priests—they sail out to sea, tie the niggers with twine, and make them dive with their hoses, to find the moonstone. The moonstone is in the deep According to Jasmine, the deep seabed is a special product of the mermaid country, and it is the moon on the bottom of the sea. Human beings cannot withstand such a large water pressure.

"But sometimes, when the kingdoms of the seabed are at war, sharks, whales, mermaids, king squids, and wizards will lift up the seabed, let volcanoes erupt, and magma flows. At that time, new moonstones appear, and the old ones Moonstones are thrown up by the flowing sea water. People—white people, cut open the arteries of black people, throw them down, draw out the sharks, and then send a group of people down to find the shallow moonstones. The schools of fish in the sea often Bite off the hose and the rope, but everyone worked hard. First, they were surrounded by the blood of their companions, and they themselves were injured. If they didn’t work hard and hold on to the rope, no one would be able to escape from the ferocious fish school; Come, the white men promise, whoever finds a moonstone will be free.

"During the most cruel 50 years, a man escaped. It is said that he swam non-stop for three days and three nights and landed in Ocampo. He was the hero king Samson. Samson was so powerful that he conquered Ocampo alone. Bo, and then blocked the coalition forces of Noren and Iris near the Anmian Plateau, not only that, but also went all the way forward, entered the Red Moon Empire, reached the banks of the Annan River, and even killed through the Noah Plain in a dry season and entered the territory of Canaan. He wasn't originally called Samson, but none of us knew his original name—he became a saint.

"Matthew is not the first black saint, but Samson is. He is much tougher and more ruthless than the weak Matthew. The holy name of 'God's Whip' was buried under the Church of the Sun with him, but never From then to today, artificial moonstone salvage has been banned forever, and no country dares to invade Ocampo, and even trade and plunder must be careful. Because none of them dare to confirm that Samson is really dead, maybe that A hero king will come out of the stone pillar at any moment, staring at those eyes like a lion and a tiger, and lashing at them again."

The author says:

Samson's Man features references to Samson and Attila the Scourge in the Bible.