Angel on earth

Arnold jumped up, nervously pacing the small living room, and interrupted in a low voice: "You can't say such a thing, I told you that Rollins would kill me. I shouldn't invite you, No, did I invite you? Maybe. I didn't mean to... You're poor, young and friendless, I understand, but saints are like that. Don't look for what you want in me..."

"Saints can have friends." Mikhail said stubbornly, "I can too. God the Father has taught us that to go to heaven, we should change our character and be filled with love like His favorite angels. I love you!"

"There are different types of love! Didn't your rabbis teach you this?!" Arnold scratched his hair, "And, and I didn't agree!"

Mikhail grabbed both of his wrists and asked, "What about now? Do you agree now? Don't look down at me."

"...I don't agree. You shouldn't have such an idea." Arnold withdrew his palm and buttoned his pajamas cuff buttons, "Even if there is, you should find a young and beautiful noble lady. Uh, for example, Jon Snow White?"

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of Xue Nuo White, but Mikhail said blankly: "I kissed it too, we are friends. Everyone in the Knights will celebrate the victory with this. And I don't think she has you nice."

"No, you talk too much at once, I..."

Mikhail's face suddenly came closer.The black priest's suit made him look like an apple that hadn't turned red yet, but Arnold, who was wearing a white nightgown, looked paler.Arnold stared at him for a while before shuffling back to sit on the bed.Mikhail also sat down and announced happily:

"You like me too. I can feel what other people think. I didn't ask because you were really happy. But after I asked..."

He tilted his head in doubt: "I'm sorry. I don't understand."

Arnold sighed, "You don't have to understand. Seriously, it's not a big deal, you'll have to leave Chalek soon."

"Don't talk like Rollins." Mikhail clasped his hand on his knee and shook it for a while, but no one said a word.Arnold looked at him quietly, even with a very gentle look on his face.Finally, Mikhail let go of his hand.

The underage chief priest of Lieyang City said dejectedly: "Yes. We have to be separated. I have to take responsibility and let everyone live a good life. I'm going to various places, Bi Zigf The Reed Federation is farther, through the Luna Empire, to Flanders and Ocampo. I will proclaim the name of the Father God in those places, as a harvest priest to feed and clothe every poor person, as a sun knight Rush to the forefront to shed the blood of the enemy."

"Yes." Arnold said softly, "Besides, maybe you will regret it because of me in the future, you will, and you know that I am sincere. But I hope you will never understand. It is nothing to simply love me or hate me , don’t think about those complicated things.”

"I would like to know."

"You will become a true saint like Rollins, or you will live in pain and sin forever." Arnold said, "Tomorrow, I will cure those patients. Please don't follow me anymore."

Mikhail looked at him blankly, and suddenly cheered up: "But, although we will part ways sooner or later, at least we should cherish the present time. I will always be your friend, Arnold."

Arnold raised his eyebrows: "Even if you become the Pope in the future?"

Mikhail covered his face: "Saints and the Pope are two systems..."

"But His Majesty the Pope is the spokesperson of God in the world." Arnold thought of something, and smiled a little nastyly, "You are the son of God, a real angel on earth."

"I'm not……"

"At least you're an angel. I think." Arnold said lightly, thinking that Arnold Edwards needs a fire instead of drowning, otherwise Mikhail will definitely take the body back and bury it properly, and he will be buried in front of the body. Cry more sincerely than Father Vasily did for a fortnight, and then the poor child will be disillusioned under the guidance of his saintly uncles and aunts.

He stretched, and lay down on his back without caring about his image and manners, so chic that he almost hit the head of the bed.Coughing awkwardly, Arnold turned his back, waved his hands comfortably, and said:

"Good night, Misha. I have nothing to say until I get back to Chalek. I'm here for vacation in Kara Town. Please put out the candles."

Mikhail stood up:

"Good night, Arnold."

The next day Arnold knew that Mikhail hadn't listened to anything at all.The latter got up early in the morning to help the innkeeper, asked all kinds of questions, and bought bread and butter at his own expense, and sent them to the sick people who were staying in the church in Cala Town.Only then did Arnold know why he was so angry the night before: he had introduced the three farmers who were brought by the bullock cart, and the village where the three were located was the property of the former mayor Kozlov.At the beginning of the investigation, Mikhail was terrified by the poverty and hard work of the village, and he helped them with most of the work in a daze, and made them tremble, thinking that he had worked in the devil's territory for decades After all, the exorcist of the church should not do this kind of work no matter what he thinks.

Among the three, one was injured by Kozlov's servants, one was seriously ill, and the third was overworked and almost lost the strength to drink water.There was only one cow in the whole village, and Mikhail paid for it and cut down a tree to repair the cart. Finally, he persuaded a villager to drive to Kara Town, not far away, and picked up two sick women; For the price, Mikhail had to help them with a day's farm work.This was really the most absurd thing he had ever encountered, but he had no chance to tell Arnold.

When Arnold went downstairs after washing his face, Mikhail was cleaning the table and chairs for the third time.It's almost like mocking his nervousness.Arnold thought sourly, sneered, and told the first patient to get out.The first patient was the pastor of Kara Town, who used to have a bad attitude. He once refused him to stay overnight. He came to beg Arnold to move the free clinic to a cleaner and brighter church, but Mikhail picked him up by the collar, Put it outside the door.

Mikhail read a lot of Arnold's books, although he only read them once, he memorized them all.At this time, when the doctor reports the prescription, he can accurately grasp the corresponding dose of medicinal materials.Arnold began to consider accepting Denier as an apprentice. It is really convenient to have an assistant. Katya is not very interested in these... No, Arnold Edwards is about to die. Next time, you can pick up an orphan in the next city .

A week passed quickly.The afternoon before Sunday, the two set off for Chalek.The wooden box full of herbs was carried by Mikhail, and hung on Emile's back out of the town.Arnold had brought the horse himself, and when the two suitcases were hung up, the gelding barked disapprovingly, and he cursed under his breath.

Arnold's riding posture was impeccable, more dignified and steady than all the nobles Mikhail saw in Potosí.But in the middle of the trip, he was almost thrown off his horse.Fortunately, Mikhail kept watching him, quickly rode close to him, picked him up, then jumped off Emile and put him on the ground.Even Mikhail was surprised by the weight of the two toolboxes when he went to calm the brown gelding.

It's just that when they parted at the gate of the city, Arnold still didn't give him a good look, as if he really made up his mind not to associate with him.Mikhail was very sad, and there was even a thunderclap in the cloud that cast shade on them all the way.

However, after the service the next day, Mikhail visited the clinic with bad news:

Dr. Terekin was sentenced to death for poisoning Father Vasily and will be executed at the end of the month.

Arnold jumped up when he heard it, and eagerly walked around the small living room, trying to make some excuses, scratching his hair, talking incoherently: "But, but--Telekin didn't know it? He didn't know...it's just Surprise? It’s not written in any medical books. It may have been taught in school, but it can’t be too comprehensive. This knowledge has not yet formed a system...how can we arrest him?”

Mikhail shook his head and said suspiciously: "At first I thought he wasn't lying... But five days ago, the exorcist sent by Lieyang City arrived and he interrogated Terekin... No, there was no torture, I have visited the Doctor. Priest Grey, the Archbishop of Aerys, and found traces of witchcraft in him."

"That's impossible!" Arnold yelled, "There must be something wrong with the exorcist. You think it's okay, what is he?!"

"No, wait, calm down..."

"Telekin was called by me," said Arnold in despair. "I couldn't save the priest, and nobody could. To see him off, to give him a decent outcome, and to enhance his reputation as a physician, I owe to Teretin." Jin only asked him to come because of a favor. I didn’t mean to harm him, Your Highness, how do I know that Kozlov’s group of unlucky ghosts also chose to go to hell in the same place?”

"One cannot always be right, Rollins and Priest Gray made the same judgment."

"They lied to you!"

"They don't have to lie to me..."

"It won't work. I'm going to confess, I did it, I poisoned Vasily, at least I have good reasons. Kozlov's daughter is not doing well in the monastery, and Kozlov and I are on good terms, Yes, that’s it.” Arnold muttered nervously, “No, I’m not threatening you, Your Highness, you don’t need to worry about it...Teretkin is much better than me, he’s a fool. Wrong, exactly!"

He slapped each other with his left palm and his right fist, almost moved by his ingenuity.Mikhail reached out his hand several times to hold him down, but failed. If he was not careful, he would shoot the thin doctor.

Arnold talked about some messy plots and tricks again. Mikhail, while promising that he would find a way, and that Terekin would not be publicly convicted before at least the middle of the month, turned him around and tried to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The other party twitched, and he grabbed the bad pair of myopia glasses.

"My glasses—"

Arnold yelled, and subconsciously rushed over to grab his glasses.

Mikhail, who successfully interrupted the other party's soliloquy, saw Arnold's black pupils suddenly widen.He vaguely thought that those green eyes were indeed more precious and dazzling under the sun than Isabella's emeralds, so pure that there was only a heavy green that reflected large flashes.

——In his left eye, a small gray-white pupil is rigidly embedded in the slightly dim green iris, neither shrinking nor turning, like a tramp who has been frozen for a long time in an autumn night.