Angel on earth

There was a strange silence inside and outside the church, but the eyes of the people turned to Mikhail who was wearing a white robe and carrying a sharp sword.

Wakefield is not very big, at least most of the people who often come to the church have seen him, but he is not wearing a bandage today, and he has changed into good clothes, so everyone didn't recognize him as the honest Ya from Dr. Edwards' family just now. Barton servant.

Christine took Jenny's hand and squeezed in front, tiptoeing around the crowd at the door.When Aaron said this, Mikhail faced the crowd, and slowly opened those blue-purple eyes that were flowing with burning gold, and the weapons in the hands of the soldiers and guards who were slowly approaching from the periphery melted. .Christine was stunned, and immediately blushed, turned around with gritted teeth, left Jenny and left the church.

Aaron was stunned for a moment, squatted down and lifted the lid of the fundraising box, and said disappointedly, "Why haven't you started donating yet? Misha and I came here after lunch, and we want to raise some money for the trip to the holy city." .”

At the door, a tramp who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal said happily: "There is no travel expenses, we can find you a donkey, sir."

Only then did Aaron cheer up: "What's your name? Please come forward!"

After speaking, he took the lead in applauding.The people behind didn't see it clearly, but those in the front row were frightened by the melting of the gun barrel just now, and applauded hastily, and the others followed the lords in applauding.The homeless man had never been so beautiful before he lost his job. He leaned on a cane with a playful smile, and stepped forward on the long blanket in the middle.

Aaron jumped off the table, shook his hand, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Harry Carpenter, sir."

"Aha, your father was a carpenter!" said Aaron. "I had a brother named Harry, too, but he's dead. Nice to meet you, Mr. Carpenter."

"It's my honor too, sir." The tramp said with a hearty smile, showing his blackened teeth. "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"

"Of course. What you said at the door was very good! Who do you think he is?"

Harry turned his head away, and Mikhail smiled down at him too.

"Oh," said Harry, "Mikhail Kupala, I think."

"That's great! Your eyes are much better than those pigs!" Aaron clapped his hands, "What about me?"

"Er, Mr. Edwards?"

Aaron turned to the believers under the pulpit and raised his eyebrows:

"Yes, I am Aaron Young Edwards, the fifth generation lord of the Emerald City. My father is Roberto, my mother is Catherine, my brother is Harry, my sister is Lily, and Arnold Calvin Edwards is My ancestors. You have done very vicious things in my house, do you know that? There are no whores in the Emerald City, let alone children who starve to death. Of course, I am also responsible for this happening, but I have paid for it Pay the price, now it's your turn!"

Finally someone groaned in horror: "Vampire!"

Aaron clicked his tongue: "Don't you? Don't you drink human blood? Did any of you kneel down and lick Tristan's shoes and pretend I couldn't smell it?"

Mikhail turned his head abruptly, showing an indescribable expression: "The craziest believer I've ever met didn't wipe my feet with his hair."

The doctor laughed. "No, at least you met Micah. He—well, it's not good to speak ill of friends behind their backs."

He scratched his hair and turned to Harry the Tramp.Mikhail hummed, put his hand on Harry Carpenter's head, and said:

"Your letter saved you, go back safely! Your plague is healed!"

The middle-aged man trembled all over, and suddenly let go of his crutches and stood firm.He staggered, and the tied-up left leg of his trousers sank suddenly—he had grown a left foot, and the blackened chilblains on his bare right foot on the carpet disappeared, and the dead knuckles came alive. come over.He took a deep breath in disbelief, only to find that the breathing was easier and freer than before, and the winter air could no longer seep easily between his teeth because he had new teeth.His swollen, bowed back stood out, and his pale blond hair shone through thick grease, as did his cloudy, red eyes.

Then he knelt down to kiss Mikhail's shoe.The latter was startled, and actually took a step back, knocking over the Eucharist stand.

Aaron looked at the pile of broken Eucharistic lights, and laughed again, patting the table.But he remembered pulling Harry up and asking him:

"It happens so often, don't you believe it's Mikhail? It's nothing surprising.—how did you lose your foot?"

The carpenter was still in shock, but he still replied dully—it sounds like he has explained it to many people, but no one took it seriously—:

"When I was working in an iron foundry, I was in charge of a dozen people. Every evening, the person in charge like me had to take turns to inspect the machines and doors that had been forgotten to be closed. But it was getting dark early here, and there were no extra workers in the factory. Lamp, do you know, sir, that the woman in charge of the assembly is almost blind after the age of 30... One night, when I was climbing the stairs, I didn't pay attention, and a foot was taken away by the machine, it was Jimmy and Locke Pulled me out. Poor Jimmy, he and another workman later fell into molten iron... I got compensation, fifty pounds, in exchange for a waiver of subsequent appeals - god knows what that was. Mitt the sun god By the way, I am by no means lazy or weak, but I really need this money, otherwise I will die in the hospital... In the end, I only got thirty pounds, and even the price of black bread has risen in recent years Terrific..."

"So that's it, I understand." Aaron raised his eyebrows, "So, is your former employer present?"

He asked again before Harry came back to himself and pointed dazedly at the man in the crowd who had just said the word "vampire".

Mikhail untied the "Prayer of Chastity" and handed her to Carpenter.The sword without scabbard was heavy, but nothing for a strong workman.

"What are you doing standing still?" Aaron took out two twenty-pound notes from the fund-raising box and stuffed them into his airtight pockets, "What the Sun God's Code taught us, an tooth for a tooth, and blood for blood.—Remember to call him Change."

"You were injured four years ago. Counting the depreciation of the currency, that gentleman should pay you about seven pounds." Mikhail reminded enthusiastically.

Harry Carpenter weighed the sword in his hand, staggered a few steps, and then strode forward.The crowd parted like a red sea. When a lady was dragged away by her husband, she tremblingly approached the gentleman's huge skirt.

The strong worker raised his sword without hesitation, and the other party shouted: "I don't know about this! It's all done by my own people, what has it to do with me?! Do these things to you They are all your colleagues, and those who forgot to turn off the machine and harmed you are those idiots who do not follow the rules!"

Mikhail thought about it for a while, and Aaron crossed his arms and tapped his right foot on the ground impatiently:

"The Pope doesn't know what his Quds Force did in the Commonwealth, and Her Majesty the Queen doesn't know how much Red Moon blood is on the ivory in her bathroom."

"Uh, actually, Gregory should know about it." Mikhail said, "If the queen knew, maybe she would feel more at ease, because then it seems that the one killed by the Norens was not brought by Noah. The good animals on board are only the Red Moon people."

Aaron grinned.The man sitting on the ground looked at Harry Carpenter who was slowly approaching and his eyes were burning, and finally broke down and shouted:

"Tristan Hardy is in Blowing Snow County!"

"That's our business, you always have to say it." Aaron shrugged, "Now it's Mr. Carpenter's turn. First come, first served is the virtue of our Norren people."

Holding the sword in both hands, Mr. Carpenter used his father's skill of cutting the pine tree for the first time when he was still free in the forest, and chopped off the opponent's head with all his strength.

At this moment, Aaron was also stunned, and the church was filled with screams. The old regional bishop who had just presided over the Christmas mass passed out directly.

The middle-aged man threw down his long sword, scratched his hair, walked over calmly, knelt down, and said:

"I'm sorry, Lord Edwards, Your Highness Kupala. I am willing to accept any punishment, and I deserve it. My wife Eileen and our three children have starved to death, but I have been alive. Today the two give My chance for revenge, I—"

"Isn't that something to celebrate, Harry?" Aaron pulled him up, slapped his back and hugged him, making him unbelievable that there was so much strength in that thin, mean frame, "Congratulations You, Harry, but you have to live, my Misha finally cured you!"

He supported the man's shoulders, bent slightly, and looked eagerly into the other's brown eyes: "You have now completed the mission of revenge, as long as you live well, good things will always happen!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and walked around him: "I pardon you, and the high priest of Lieyang City also pardons you! - Well, I am also very lucky, this guy is not the only one who knows Tristan. Stand up by yourself or should I come looking for it?"

Mikhail shrugged his nose and said disappointedly: "Is there any need for you to seek Mr. Hardy? Do you ask him for skills to squeeze out the value of 5000 people in one day?"

"Then you are a little ignorant, sir." A crisp voice came from the corner, and Aaron saw a little face that was cracked with cold, "Master Keton has [-] workers in Noren , my dad was his manager when he was alive, and he brags about it to everyone every day."

"Little Sterling!" Master Cotton yelled, poking his round gold-rimmed glasses, "Your father was attacked by those greedy and lazy workers, but I went to your house to express my condolences. A large amount of compensation was given, if you don’t spend it recklessly, it will be enough for you and your brothers to finish school! How can you say such a thing!”

"What did I say? I haven't said that those hooligans are not workers under Dad's hands at all!" Little Sterling sneaked in to steal food, and was also affected by a certain atmosphere at this time, gnawing on a piece of chicken breast Meat, while hiding under a table, said, "My father, that idiot, envies and trusts people like you, bah, he actually borrowed money in his own name to expand the business! Dad is dead, the debt is ours, but the money is ours!" your!"

"That's what he did by himself. What does it have to do with me?"

"Well, it doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter." Little Sterling shrugged, looked up and smiled at Mikhail, "Merry Christmas, sir. Harry killed someone, you forgive him, I want to bring a roast Give the chicken back to my mother, will you forgive me?"

Mikhail picked up Aaron's half-drunk red wine bottle, bent down and handed it to him: "Mr. Carpenter needs to be forgiven, what you deserve is the glory before God. I'm sorry I didn't make much preparation, I can only I wish you good health."

"Aha, the blood of the First Coming Son—can my mother and I become healthy and gain eternal life if we drink it?"

"You can be healthy." Mikhail touched the top of his head, "I wish you to grow up safely and happily in the future."

"Thank you!" The little boy kissed his cheek with his oily lips, wrapped up the grilled chicken and the wine bottle with his clothes nonchalantly, got into a corner and ran home.

Just as little Sterling walked away, another onlooker outside the door shouted: "His mother died a long time ago!"

"Yes, sir, doesn't Master Cotton need to be as responsible as Master Longman?"

"It's too obvious what you said. Be subtle, gentlemen like to be subtle..."

"I remember that Anne was beaten to death. After she moved out of Chenxi Street, she picked up guests at White Tie Lane. That day, she went to a few military officers..."

"Stop talking nonsense, how can a gentleman go to that kind of place? Fox is going to Sharp's house."

"But I saw it too, the two people on the front foot left - and snatched two bottles of wine from my store - Annie was out of breath, little Henry called the police, it was so miserable when she was brought down ah……"

"Then why didn't you say it then?"

"Who dared to say it at the time? Did you dare?"

"I didn't see it again."

"Bah, I know you, you've been to Anne's, and you've beaten little Henry!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Okay, let's beat you up first!"

The crowd outside became chaotic, and Aaron had to raise his voice, shouting in the church with excellent echo design:

"Everyone, let's put this aside first. Don't you want to see the fate of Master Keton? My own people want to fight back home. This is a church. Father God is watching!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed by himself, and there were many unknown things in it, but the lady who hated the old man Keton was also snickering, and a few girls looked at him quietly; The frightening boy and the very different doctor in the past are more pleasing to them, as if they can catch some sincerity from his nervous laughter and panting.

Aaron was still sitting on the table in the front row laughing. Mikhail picked up the "Prayer of Chastity" and hung it up. explain:

"I think we have to go outside. It's warm in here, but people are afraid to come in."

"What are we going to do, Misha?" Aaron asked knowingly.

Mikhail said dreamily:

"After I cut off Emperor Ivan's head, I took it and stood on the wall of the palace for all to see, but I didn't really listen to the demands of the Federation, so it was very arrogant and useless help. I I cannot make up for my mistakes, I am sorry, and I have no intention of atonement, but today is a good day to celebrate, and I want to share our happiness with everyone."

"Yeah!"

Aaron stepped on the long blanket and walked towards him, roughly pulling away the pearl necklaces from the ladies' necks and the diamond brooches from the gentlemen's chests along the road. In front of them was a middle-class girl from a middle-class family who cheered wildly and threw crystal earrings at the robbers.He waved to them, picked out the regional manager of the "Lemongrass" store from the crowd, opened his collar and poured the jewels in:

"In a quarter of an hour, bring here all your wares, food, wine and juice, milk, and hot soup, roast chicken, and sweets. I will open the door and give a feast, and I will invite you to drink from morning till sunset! Ah, don't forget about the Queen's Cake, don't want your plaster-powdered shoddy stuff, ask Mrs. Sanford to make it.--What are you doing, isn't that much money enough? You should cut your chest open and see yours What color is the heart!"

Before the last sentence could be said, the district manager disappeared from the church with the speed of a saint.His plump wife, holding the hem of her skirt and stepping on high-heeled shoes, jumped up vigorously, followed closely behind and squeezed into the scorching sun outside the door.

The author says:

Carpenter is the English name of a carpenter, and many surnames are originally occupations.Jesus' father was a carpenter.Anyway, this is bullshit again.