Angel on earth

"I still think we should try to bring Mikhail back," Stanley said suddenly. "Anyway, not sure. He hasn't even learned the word 'fuck,' has he?"

"I'm afraid you have to ask Isabella." Priest Gray said, "And Anna, if you want, you can ask Rollins and Hill, they are the ones who teach these things."

"Maybe it can be used if you make a living." Stanley muttered, "I don't want to go to Micah."

Priest Gray was slightly surprised: "Hey, don't you dare?"

"I just have no heart, and I'm not a fool." Stanley said frankly, "Isabella said that, why should I go to die? Damn, why don't we discuss it with Mikhail, he gave Micah We catch them, we let them go."

"Good idea." Priest Gray giggled, "Let's add more fuel and vinegar, and say that Micah is that vampire's little lover...Damn it." He suddenly thought of something, slapped his head, "Mr. Edwards is Micah took it away, what if it is true?"

"Oh my God, Grey, you're a genius!" Stanley exaggeratedly surprised, "How about we tell Bell that? Micah is polluted, and he did it 300 years ago. Well... there must be a specific process .When did he meet Master Edwards for the first time? Master Edwards was seven or eight years old? Anyway, there are so many people like this in the monastery, don’t you also suffer at this age! Even if you colluded at that time Well, yes, shameless, Micah! Then in the monastery, oh, that vampire... the end is coming, if there are four horsemen of the apocalypse this time, that vampire is the plague itself, all the diseases and diseases in the world The plague is in his blood, they did it again at that time, Micah is so small, he must be the one who was raped—yes, Micah has been polluted, alas, there is no need to look for him!"

"You are full of ingenuity and knowledge. If you want to marry Anna, I think Jonathan will agree." Priest Gray commented impartially, "However, with the plague, does His Highness Kupala become a famine? This is horrible. Micah must be death, and Candy Cain is the war himself who started the war. Yes, we have allocated it, so let's write the report, the people must not be happy to see the end of the world, we are really kind Saints.—where next?"

"Go find a whore." Stanley put on his gloves as he walked, stopped at the gate of the monastery, looked back at the trembling Sergio Martin, and said impatiently, "Did you say that? Aaron Edwards Where is Yue going? Treating whores and thieves, doing some shit."

Sergio was out of his mind, thinking of Margaret who was dragged away just now. He didn't react until someone kindly pushed him, and hurriedly whispered:

"... Tata Hotel, Tata Hotel!"

"Then go to the Tata Hotel." Stanley wrinkled his nose. "Go and drag them over and hang them at that vampire's door—before that, get some masks from your health board, Mr. Martin, The air in Yaranburg smells like hell, there are too many whores and niggers, I thought I was in the Annan River!"

On January 1502, 66 in the Holy Calendar, early in the morning, a group of church soldiers poured into the slums and captured thirteen prostitutes.Originally, only twelve were found, but Priest Gray felt that the number twelve was inappropriate, and there were also twelve saints, so he casually ordered another one to be taken away, drew lots that afternoon, and hanged him at No. [-], Friendship Street got one.

Jeanne is No.13.

Of course, she was not a prostitute, nor had she had an abortion.At the time of the incident, she just stepped forward to stop the guards out of the habit she had developed around Dr. Edwards, and then she was taken away together.She wasn't treated too badly, the boy cut her arm with a dagger, shook his head and walked away disappointed, after which she was kept alone in a cell, only a little colder.Before she got the job at Dr. Edwards' house, every winter was colder than this, and she was used to it.

Sergio Martin glanced at Jeanne from the corner of his eye, and didn't look at her again. He pretended not to know her, and asked Priest Gray:

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency, now my wife and I..."

"Your wife?" The boy blinked in surprise, and glanced at Stanley, who was still admiring the naked body hanging in front of the doctor's bedroom window.

"How is my craft, Gray?" asked the young man.

"A perfect work of art." Priest Gray said perfunctorily, "I wish I wasn't a prostitute."

"Oh. What do you think of Sophie Martin? She's not a whore?"

Stanley giggled after he finished speaking, because Sergio Martin gave him a horrified and angry look, then turned his eyes in fear the next moment, and cast his eyes on the floor tiles under his feet.

"Stanley was joking." Priest Gray patted Sergio's back, and when the latter breathed a sigh of relief, he touched his clean chin again, "However, as the sister of a whore, she still stays. Better in a monastery."

"No, no... there must be some misunderstanding, I mean... Margaret and Sophie... what does what Margaret did have anything to do with us?" Sergio stammered However, Priest Gray suddenly changed his face and said coldly:

"Do you really think we are fools? Madame de Perrin did such a thing before marriage, without your help, who can she hide? Letting you go is already for the sake of reporting suspicious people!"

"What, what suspicious person, what Dr. Edwards said..."

But Priest Gray ignored him and waved his hand: "Send him back to see Mrs. Martin for the last time, remember to drive him out before dinner—and, watch out for Mr. De Perrin, don't tell him to die, it will be very difficult Trouble. At least you have to stand a public trial."

The squad leader responded, with his legs close together, his fingers spread out, and his arms raised high. He praised Mithra, the sun god, and escorted Sergio Martin back to the carriage.

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the bloodstains on the corridor hadn't been cleaned up, and there were even some black and red pieces of meat and mucus mixed in, which quickly froze in this weather, and there was a cold rusty smell in the air.Sergio felt nauseous for a while, until the guard closed the door behind him and said "Come out before evening", he finally couldn't stand it anymore, fell to his knees and vomited it out.

The naked corpse hanging in front of No. 66 Friendship Avenue and the appearance of Margaret overlapped before his eyes.No woman can escape this, he thought, not Marguerite, not Sophie, sooner or later Jeanne will suffer from this, and I am afraid not even the three saintesses can do anything.

"What's going on, Sergio? Are you all right? How's Rita?" Sophie wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and gave him a little water, but in a hurry. asked patiently.She hasn't washed or changed clothes for several days, and her lips are blue from the cold, but her husband who just came back from outside looks even worse.

Sergio tried several times but failed to stand up, and finally sat down on a chair with his wife's support and covered his face.

"It's not my fault...it's not our fault..." He scratched his hair in despair, "I just mentioned a few words to Priest Valentine...I didn't report him at all!"

"What did you say? What happened? Who did you tell on?"

"We shouldn't have helped Margarita! We should have sent her to a monastery, and it won't cost much, and we'll all be fine..." Sergio wiped his nose, staring at the floor with red eyes, "You know, Morpheus. Aaron Edwards is a demon, and he's got half of Jaranburg with that thing."

"What?" Sophie asked blankly, "What does that have to do with us?"

Sergio said:

"Didn't he disappear for half a month after All Souls' Day last year? During that half month, many clergymen in the monastery and the three churches went crazy. Valentine caught one and confessed that he was related to Morpus. When he was away, he came to me and Batista. I don’t know what Batista said. I mentioned an epidemic prevention bill to him. You know Sophie, we talked to Mr. Collins, and that’s Nolen's bill is pretty much the same - I just made a mention! And then... omg it's New Years!"

He stomped his feet anxiously, and Sophie grabbed his shoulder and asked sharply, "What happened to Margaret?!"

"I don't know...I don't know!" Sergio trembled, "She...she was bleeding, they dragged her to the dungeon...the dungeon, that was days ago...she should have died! She What does it matter to us, Sophie? Priest Gray is going to keep you here forever! What about us? What about Diego and Flavio? Joanna's a little—"

Sophie was terrified.Although they look down on lazy poor people, they still often go to the church to donate, and occasionally visit the monastery. They know what life is like here-she is not so spoiled, but it is difficult to survive the first year in the monastery, let alone winter for the start!

"...What's going on?" Sophie came back to her senses, still bent over to look at her husband, gnashing her teeth, "How did they find out? What does Morpus have to do with us?!"

"I don't know! I only used it once?!" Sergio lowered his head in pain and curled up into a ball, "Sophie, Sophie... how do I know?! The church never told us that vampires are like that Something! Does it look any different from us? Who can tell it's a vampire?!"

"What vampire?" Sophie finished in a daze, and quickly realized, "Aaron? Him?"

"if not?!"

After Sergio finished speaking violently, he held his head without saying a word.Sophie moved slowly over and sat down next to him, as if she had lost all strength.

They got too close to Dr. Edwards.This is something everyone knows.No one would believe that they had nothing to do with that doctor.

"Sergio!" After a while, Sophie's expression suddenly became firm, and she took Sergio's shoulders and looked at him with burning eyes, "This is the end, there is no turning back. It was me who pushed us out." You didn’t know that it was a partnership with Margarita! At most the Perrin family, I must ask that Perrin bitch to be buried with us! You have to be good, go back and take care of Diego, Flavio and Joanna!”