Angel on earth

Although he was tall, Mikhail avoided the attack of the tamarisk lightly, put away his long sword, ran a few steps under the cover of the fire wall, jumped up, adjusted his figure in the air, and shot at the place where the priestess was. stab everywhere!

The High Priest of Lava Island is raising his head, facing the direction in which he descended from the sky.The moment he crossed the firewall to lock on to her, she opened her eyes.Those were a pair of eyes like molten gold, with a pair of blood-red pupils set in the center.

In an instant, the sun disappeared, the stars disappeared, and she became a different person from before.

In the boundless darkness, blood and fire flooded in, the garden's white-painted iron railings and all kinds of flowers and trees of unknown species and species were all burning in it, and the boundless darkness was actually a kind of coldness. The flames pierced the bone marrow.Mikhail had led the charge several times, but what the other side showed was definitely not the plain after the cavalry charge or the small town that was slaughtered, but a real and indescribable hell!

Mikhail lost his mind for a moment and fell heavily to the ground. He immediately came back to his senses and crossed the long sword to block the high priest's finger.He struggled with that woman unconsciously for a while, and was horrified to realize that his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his white front was wet.Not far away, the vampire leaning back on the chair shrugged his nose, closed his eyes, and turned his head around.

"My left eye is Xixijia," the high priest put away the tin flute, and his soft and boneless fingers turned into sharp knives in Mikhail's eyes, leaving new ice-like lines on the body of the shining girl's spear.Mikhail saw the vast time and history distorting the space around him, scratching his skin and whistling past.

"—the right eye is Aaron."

She disappeared in the space, Mikhail clenched the weapon cautiously and turned half a circle, but was still slapped on the back of the waist; he hardly felt any force, but still staggered forward, half kneeling on the ground and vomiting Out of his breakfast and blood.

"Sihekiah is the sword of prophecy, and Aaron is the sword of order." The high priest said softly, "and I have long been broken."

Mikhail threw down the "Prayer of Chastity", and the "Glorious Maiden" changed from a lance to a long spear, held by him, and rolled on the spot.The sulfur-burning hellfire lake appeared on the spot, almost comparable to the divine fire that Mikhail invited down from the altar of Lieyang City.He clenched the "Glorious Girl" tightly with both hands, raised the tip of the gun, and shook the priestess' palm away, but his mentality did not relax a bit, but became even heavier.

For the first time he experienced the despair of an enemy he had slain in a duel.With nowhere to hide, no hope of victory, resisting with all his strength and only resisting, he was better off because his strength seemed to never run out, but that was all—

The priestess closed her eyes again, stepped over the young knight who fell to the ground like a giant, walked to Arnold Edwards, and patted his head with her hand.Arnold was sniffing the fragrance of Mikhail in the air bit by bit with his head, when he was slapped like this, he rolled directly to the ground and woke up in a daze.

"...Yana. Your Excellency Yana!" The doctor opened his eyes and saw the upside-down campanula-like long skirt covered with vines. He was scared out of his wits and crawled over to grab her like a real drunk. He hugged her knee and said, "...I can't see... Yana. I... I'm not... I did something bad, I'm sorry..."

"Yana." Mikhail raised his knees and looked up at her, "'Rite of Spring'?"

Nine of the Twelve Saints of the previous generation, "Rite of Spring" Yana.In the Second Holy War, she led a mere 33 light cavalry to defend Spring Springs on the eastern front, and repelled the enemy in the spring of 1031 when Aerys' [-] cavalry approached.The battle lasted for a day and a night, and from noon onwards, blood flowed like rivers outside Spring Spring City.In the early morning, the corpses of all Aerys and Abaddon melted into the ground with a speed visible to the naked eye, and hot flowers and spring grass rushed out of their corpses.That battle was called the Rite of Spring by the Aerysians, and to this day the plain is the most beautiful garden in the world.

According to records, Yana disappeared at the end of the third holy war. 57 years after the end of the war, Gregory IV baptized Gabriel and canonized him as the new ninth saint.

"it's me."

Mikhail asked blankly: "Why did you become a priest of Lava Island? The church has been looking for you."

"Because I'm tired." Yana said calmly, "I read the 'God's Book' of Sihejia. Because of this, I became blind and failed to complete the task. The Twelve Saints of the year went to perish. But this is exactly His prophecy. In order to fulfill the mission given by God, each of us has the consciousness to die according to the prophecy of Sihejia. But I am tired. I have lost too many brothers and sisters in these hundreds of years, Sihejia , Aaron, Jacob, Mary, Isabella, even Micah..."

"Isabella and Micah are not dead." Looking at Yana's expression, Mikhail instinctively comforted him—even he himself was a little unbelievable, "Just in July, Micah was still killing Yana in Chalek." people."

"Of course he didn't die. But he hates me." Yana smiled for his comfort, without malice, but Mikhail saw the meaning of gratitude and nostalgia from it, "He came to me, always with scars Tired, worn out. And I always drive him away, saying, My war is over. Only Micah is left, and I keep him in the war forever."

After a pause, Mikhail said: "I won't persuade you to go back. I can't defeat you, let alone—"

"Others may not be incapable of defeating you." Yana's tone was complicated. "At least for now, you are still too young. You are lacking in experience and strength, so remember to be careful."

Mikhail stood up and solemnly promised: "I will keep my promise. At least until I have the ability to defeat you, I will never reveal a word about the lava island. The same goes for the others who came with me. I will give them a reasonable Explain, and ask them to believe.—Excuse me, I have not had time to thank you for your generosity in opening the country to the rescue of these poor souls."

As he spoke, Mikhail bowed deeply to her seriously.

Yana accepted it frankly, and gently stroked Arnold's loose and hard gray-black short hair with her seemingly soft and weak palms: "I will arrange a boat for you and the people who strayed into this place to leave, and the lava island will continue to hide after that. I am not with you It’s embarrassing, and I trouble you to keep those people’s mouths in check, and don’t bring the war to us.”

"I promise." After Mikhail finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment, frowned and considered, "As far as I know...'God's Book' Sihekiah and 'Bronze Serpent' Aaron, the former saints, have already passed away. Died in the Third Holy War."

"Praise your kindness, Your Highness." Yana smiled wryly, "I am sure that when Isabella taught you, she used 'apostates' as our collective term. I also know what you want to ask: they suffered from me Before I went blind, Mr. Edwards replaced their eyes for me. The Edwards are a commendable family, and I regret not being able to save them."

"Isabella didn't say much about it." Mikhail scratched his head shyly, "I mean, I know that Arnold has broken one eye, and the other has bad vision... If it's possible— —”

"He won't agree." Yana changed her attitude again and interrupted coldly, "That's all he has left."

After speaking, she kindly patted the top of Arnold's head again to express her forgiveness.

Mikhail said stubbornly: "You can't just make me believe that the Edwards rebellion is fake. Isabella, Rollins, Hill...not only the saints, but also Gregory , the believers and people I met also knew this. The church has more evidence, from the records of vampires 400 years ago to the test specimens they conducted on living people; I used this knowledge to kill twelve A-level vampires , is somewhat different from what the data show, but it does not exceed the range of individual differences. Could it be that those evidences are also false?"

Yana's closed eyes turned towards him, as if they were staring deeply.After a while, she said, "I was the one who baptized him when he was born."

Mikhail was struck by lightning, the blood from his mouth and nose dried up, but his eyes seemed to continue to bleed.There was a buzzing in his mind, and it took him as long as a war before he realized that it was tears.

"You see, that's why they want us to become 'traitors'." Yana said helplessly, "Everyone knows that I have a very good relationship with the Marquis Edwards, and we won the Second Jihad together, even in that generation , I can also hand over my back to Marquis Roberto Edwards."

Mikhail said dryly: "Then, those churches on the island..."

"I am Mithra's saint, 'Rite of Spring' Yana." Yana said slowly, "This will never change, so of course I will preach the gospel for him. I killed Gabriel, he It’s too presumptuous. He just left the vineyard for a while, and the servant not only failed to manage it well, but also usurped the master’s property. If Aaron and Jacob were still there, how could he die so easily.[6]”

"he is……"

"I don't care what identity he forged, even Jonathan can become an innocent person, let alone him?" Yana's voice suddenly became sharp, "He is my servant, a slave I bought out of good intentions!"

She can't stand this the most, and she can't stand the young people whose mother-in-law and mother are indecisive.Yana suddenly pinched Arnold's chin and raised his face: "Your Highness Kupala, if you have any dissatisfaction with my brothers and sisters in your heart, you'd better not say it in front of me, it would be rude, and this is My warning! Second time today!"

Mikhail looked up in horror.

—he'd recognized it long ago, but couldn't believe it.He should have known for sure, after all it was his first sharpened sword; he got it when he was four years old, and it should have been in his confessional in Sun City.Now, it has been melted and cast into a mirror frame and a silver chain, and the hanging cross and emeralds are also decorations on the hilt of the sword; the two "crystals" are tributes from the Kingdom of Eden, and only Bishop Lasvit personally made and dedicated them to The glass of the holy city is so colorless, transparent and sparkling.

Arnold meekly handed his chin to her palm, bent his knees and bent his back motionless, with a devout radiance on his cheeks flushed with drunkenness, trying not to show any sadness.

Yana softened her heart, put down his cheek, touched his head again, and turned to Mikhail, her voice softened a little:

"Don't make me angry, Your Highness. I chose to leave the Holy City, but I am still the daughter of God the Father, His saint on this earth. As long as I want, I can return to the Holy City at any time and become your nightmare. You Maybe it's a child of a certain god, but it's too immature at the moment. And when you grow up, you won't have the idea of ​​hindering me."

Yana let go of Arnold, patted his cheek, and left a grandma-like kiss on his forehead.Arnold was so drunk that he didn't pay attention to what they were saying, and only begged:

"forgive me."

"You didn't do anything wrong, honey. You did a good job!"

Yana encouraged.Only then did Arnold relax, leaning against her soft long skirt, and fell asleep happily.She couldn't bear it, and slowly pulled out her arms and skirt, leaned him on the chair, and walked towards the head of the long table.

"Aren't you going to take him?" Mikhail asked at last, feeling pain and tiredness trickle over his head, almost making him unable to stand still.

"He's not a trophy." A cobblestone path appeared from the barrier of separated vines, the prophetess stepped forward and waved her hand, the green leaves and white flowers and the lavender and orange dusk gradually submerged her back, "What's more, he didn't Don't want to be rescued by me."

The author says:

[6] The parable of the vineyard and the servants often appears in the New Testament. The original text basically says that the master went out to do business and distributed money to three servants to take care of the property. The first investment doubled and the second Lend money and collect interest, and the third one is buried and does not move, blah blah blah.The citation here is mainly for a little taste.

In the next chapter, let’s sneak some little Arnold~