Angel on earth

Small boats appeared on the sea, each with a serious draft.Mikhail assured that this level of overload would not overturn the ship, and after going through the previous few 10 minutes, although James Fox hadn't fully confirmed his identity, he couldn't say anything against him.

The captain and the first mate guarded a few huge boxes and monopolized a sailboat. Arnold was crowded with ordinary passengers, fidgeting, and quickly stood up to see a woman with severe seasickness.He pressed on her head, shoulders and neck for a while, and she fell asleep in her husband's arms.The husband and wife expressed their gratitude to him. He nodded, looked left and right, stepped on the ropes strengthened by Mikhail's power between the boats, and walked steadily towards the freed black slaves' boats without sails or oars .

As the last living person squeezed into the lifeboat, the "Golden Fox" was torn apart amidst the continuous crackling sound.Immediately Mikhail raised his hand and summoned a strong wind to inflate the sails, and the connected fleet slowly accelerated and swam westward.There was a young man dressed as an officer standing on a stable boat, speaking Potosi with a southern accent, singing happily along the wind:

"Happiness, youth, freedom,

Sun, prairie, blue sky! "[1]

The whirlpool of the sinking ship continued to devour the broken planks on the sea.Arnold squinted his eyes and raised his head. He vaguely saw a priest in white on the edge of the rocky mountain growing out of the sea like fangs. Blue and brown, expressionless.She supported the stone mountain with one hand, and was submerged in the water below her girdle. There was a large piece of translucent dark green substance floating on the surface of the nearby sea, whether it was gauze or fish tail.

Arnold suddenly realized that, like Mikhail, he could clearly see the woman's face no matter how far he had his own eyesight.

Ten of the Twelve Saints, "Sea King" Jasmine.Rumor has it that she is a mermaid.

Mikhail stood on the prow of the sailboat, eyes closed, eyebrows slightly frowned, like a figurehead carved from gemstones, and led the fleet out of the sea without looking back.

After hesitating for a long time, Arnold picked up the "Glorious Maiden" wrapped in white cloth, carried their suitcases, stepped on the edge of the ship and the cables, went to the front of the fleet, and threw them beside the "Prayer of Chastity".

The hull shook.He raised his head and looked at Mikhail. Mikhail just opened his eyes, turned around slowly, and looked down at him.

"Tristan Hardy, Ashley Dubois." The slow warm sea breeze billowed his white robes, making the sound of seabirds flapping their wings.Mikhail said softly: "Do you know them?"

"Do you know why this war is led by me?" Without waiting for Arnold to answer, Mikhail lowered his eyelashes and said to himself, "Before I came, we lost nearly [-] brothers in the Central Valley. Tristan Hardy and Ashley Dubois converted more than seventeen hundred people to use against the steel and spirit of the Church."

"...Transformation is not so easy!" Arnold covered his eyes in fear, "I tried. I tried in the past 200 years, and I killed those children in the end!"

"Yes." Mikhail walked out of the nightmarish night just now, with no special expression, but his voice was equally exhausted, "The transformation of the 700 people is not complete. They have no self-awareness, do not feel Pain, only follow the command of Hardy and Dubois, and drink blood to continue fighting. Among them, 600 people are serfs donated by local nobles, and the remaining more than 100 people are victims of the "Minsk Plague"; the plague is also What Hardy and Dubois spread is to force the nobles to let go."

Arnold opened his mouth, unable to defend Tristan Hardy.He and Hardy hadn't seen each other for more than 200 years, and now everything Mikhail said was the truth from the experience of a saint who couldn't even make excuses.

Mikhail said: "I set off from Dauphin Port in the Kingdom of Iris and landed on the coast of Montenegro in the Federation. On the sixth day of the march, the Holy City Army was worshiping outside Ironheart City, and Tristan Hardy hunted and killed Shui’s 150-person team made them mummies and hung them in the forest, waiting for me to pass by.”

Arnold stared at him blankly, in fact, there was only a very small blurry scene in front of him, but Mikhail's blue-purple eyes without pupils, like morning stars and mist, were as clear as ever, as if they were close at hand.

"...They were transformed by me."

Mikhail closed his eyes.

On that August night, he recognized the smell of the doctor.He didn't mention it because he felt that it was different. Arnold and Tristan Hardy were definitely not the same people. Maybe they were just—at that time, for so many days, Mikhail had been avoiding this question.

Arnold taught him many things, good and bad, including "escape".

"I didn't force them." Arnold looked at his sad expression, and argued hoarsely but powerlessly, "The Hardy family has a good relationship with our family. After Edwards' accident, the Hardy family also—forget it."

Arnold paused, then whispered, "That's all. They wanted to survive, so I transformed them."

"Then why..." Mikhail opened his eyes and took a step forward, wanting to accuse but didn't know how to organize the logic, "You know the crimes they committed in the Siegfried Federation."

"I know," said Arnold, "but I'm a doctor. Whatever you think of it, they wanted to live at the time. How do I know what they're going to do?"

Mikhail got angry, and responded without thinking: "Then how do you think they will take revenge on the church after becoming vampires? Knock on the door of the church politely and debate with us?"

"You know it's revenge?!" Arnold was not polite when he saw him losing his temper, and he cried out in surprise, "Could it be that you actually know what the church has done? That's my rudeness. I thought you The high priest has no real power other than killing heretics!"

Mikhail blushed, looking like a ripe red apple, Arnold swallowed instinctively.Mikhail said: "Even the most vicious criminals have to plead their innocence during the trial; everyone feels innocent and responds to retribution with revenge!"

"Then tell me, what have we done so that the church will come to give us such retribution?!" Arnold jumped, "In the five years since the first Arnold Edwards in 170, we have defeated smallpox with cowpox, Proposed the best health and epidemic prevention bill for Noren; I was also 16 years old when the Black Death broke out for the third time, but no one flinched, we resisted the Black Death outside the Emerald City, and did not let death step into Noren Ren step!"

"The Black Death was originally a disaster brought by vampires."

"Fart! That's filth from the ground of your goddam holy city, and vampires too! Seventeen Edwards died just for the third plague! Seventeen! Dead bodies are sealed in coffins every month Father asked the diocesan bishop for requiem! Now think about it, the devil knows what he did with my brothers and relatives! Evidence of vampires! Hahahaha! Shameless! Dirty, shameless and obscene piggies!"

"I..." Mikhail blinked and admitted aggrievedly, "I really don't know."

"You don't know this time? What do you know?"

Mikhail dislikes him talking to himself like this the most, as if he is no different from Vasily and his ilk, they are all "damn church believers": "Not just the Siegfried Federation, from the Red Moon Empire to the Kingdom of Iris , Your two family members have never done anything! This time they are colluding with the apostates—"

Arnold sneered and crossed his arms: "That's their skill! I didn't want to be a vampire myself. Your Highness, I am the only vampire in the entire Edwards family."

It was always this sentence, Mikhail didn't know many things, but he knew this one: "Because everyone else is dead."

"They were still human when they died!"

"The prerequisite for becoming a vampire is of course death—"

Before Mikhail finished speaking, Arnold suddenly jumped up like a crazy old lion king, his eyes widened, and he pinched his neck and roared:

"And I live! I am a vampire made alive by your dear brothers and sisters, the first vampire in the world! Deserve it! Deserve it!"

He seemed to come alive suddenly, panting and grunting from his throat, and his two fangs turned to fangs in the icy breath.Standing on tiptoe, he pinched Mikhail's neck vigorously, and shouted indiscriminately:

"How many people died in the Siegfried Federation is none of my business?! How many churches deserve to die! I changed my mind! You reminded me that I am a coward and a hypocrite - what Tristan did That's right! Why am I killing people in such a sneaky way? It takes more than ten years to kill a few of you. It's nothing compared to biting you all and turning this world into a hunting ground for vampires! Make you all look like this, come here Taste the devil you released!"

Mikhail felt the unhealed scorched black cracks in his palm, and those fingers that tried their best but were powerless.What Arnold said shocked him as much as seeing his two brothers and sisters in the clouds and the sea, so that he grabbed Arnold's wrists, but couldn't break them apart.

He didn't believe what Arnold said, the truth he saw was that two vampires were going to kill him, and someone killed Gabriel at the same time.But why did Gabriel and Jasmine ignore the ordinary people on the Golden Fox?What is the person in charge of the Red Moon Empire doing, so that this former church warship started slave trading without any scruples?

"...If you think so," said Mikhail sadly, "why did you promise me before?"

The author says:

[1] Bunin's "Gypsy Girl"

Note: The formulas of various essential oils in this chapter are taken from Melissa's "The Complete Book of Essential Oils"