Angel on earth

A merchant ship is approaching Kaiser's port.

The port of Caesar was originally the largest trading port of the Mithra dynasty. After the "fall of the copper snake", it gradually declined. The endless wooden pier that was once crowded with ships is now decayed, but no one reported it for repair. After all, the church does not do money-losing business. , not to mention that this is not an honorable place.A bronze statue stands in the center of the city, showing the scene of fire falling from the sky, a bronze snake with a ferocious dragon face curled up, pierced by the tip of the cross to die, and burned forever.

The land closest to the port is Sunrise Island and Sunset Island, but neither has traded with the church for more than ten years.And the white boat that was approaching looked cleaner than the linen cloth just made, and it didn't look like it had experienced dozens of days of wind and waves at sea.If the sailor on the watchtower had better eyesight, he would have found that the flagship was not just Bai Jie; when the waves brushed gently over the side of the ship, the hull became slightly transparent, as if it did not exist.

The scorching sun in the early autumn made the believers of the sun god unable to raise their spirits, but soon, like a spark falling into the dry grass, the port of Caesar was ignited with enthusiasm, and the joy, cheers and cries of the people burned for a whole week. The statues trembled for them.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of believers, Mikhail Kupala led hundreds of shipwreck survivors onto the dilapidated pier. With a crash, it shattered into countless crystal clear glass shards, and turned into white foam without a trace on the azure blue sea exuding a fishy smell.

Then, Emile, the favorite horse of the Sun Knights, appeared in the distant mountains, hissing and passing over the crowd; their beloved chief priest immediately got on his horse with a lucky wounded man in his arms, and galloped towards the holy city.

On the way, Arnold poked his head out of the snow-white cloak embroidered by six noble girls, and took a deep breath of the air without the salty smell of the ocean against the wind.The quiet mountain is filled with the fragrance of moist plants, the wind blows his dry and hard hair that he has been grooming for a quarter of an hour, and the silver chain of the glasses makes a crisp sound.

Mikhail looked down and saw the tip of his nose swaying slightly, and said helplessly: "Within the border, other people can mobilize stronger power, I want to speed up Emile, please don't move around, be careful of falling. After entering the holy city, everyone should at least face the rules and act according to the rules, but it will be safer."

"So you know these things." Arnold suddenly felt that he was a bit boring, but suddenly fell in love with Mikhail like this. "Then, please don't seduce me."

Although Arnold used the word "seduce" that church people would use to condemn heresy, Mikhail had never seen him so weak.Not begging at all, but a little frustrated.

So Mikhail's mood improved a little bit, and he raised his voice against the wind: "I don't."

The back of Arnold's head rested on his chest: "You were wounded by Yana and Micah, but you asked me to treat the wound for you. In fact, your own healing ability is very good, and there are no germs or poisons that can take effect in your blood. You have been tempting me along the way, and you even stuffed me in the cloak just now, your chest is full of blood."

"That's something that can't be helped. Your two saint friends didn't show mercy to you." Mikhail said helplessly, "And you don't need to breathe."

He was stunned while speaking.It seemed unnecessary: ​​while the fellow survivors praised him and the name of the sun god, they explained according to what he said on the boat that someone was cursed, and His Royal Highness Kupala wanted to take him to the holy city for treatment.Emile just ran to the gate of the city, he heard people's praising or envious praise.It was a sunny day, but he was trailing a white cloud; and Emile was running so fast that no one but the Twelve could see or recognize Arnold Edwards.

But he was still fully armed, with sword and lance strapped to his back, rolled up Arnold with his cloak, held him in his arms, and held the rein with his left hand.Until now, his right arm is still tightly pressed against Arnold's chest, like a bad knight in those lace stories that will spread in the streets and alleys, always ready to hug his employer's wife and die.

The two of them agreed, and neither of them spoke.

In the evening, they came to an open grassland, and an army of about 2000 people came oncoming.

On one side of the meadow are rolling hills, which seem to burst out with the last trace of life in early autumn, and the dark green leaves spit out the decayed and rich fragrance of vegetation; on the other side are rolling golden fields, with several scarecrows and huts scattered among them , and a group of buildings can be vaguely seen in the distance, which seems to be a small town.

Mikhail reined in Emile, and Arnold nimbly followed his armor to get behind him and got into the cloak.

The 2000-man army stopped at a distance of 20 meters. The cavalry behind the infantry could not hear the orders in front, trampled on many people, and caused a burst of complaints and commotion.

The leading Templars and priests stared blankly at Mikhail for a while. The latter turned his back to the slanting afternoon sun. Every inch shone with soft light.

The two hurriedly rolled down from the horse, ignoring the weakened skeletons of the horse, galloped forward a few steps, put their legs together, raised their arms, and shouted loudly:

"Above Mithras, the sun god! Praise be to the High Priest!"

Like a wave, from the infantry at the front to the baggage train at the back, and then to the cavalry on the rear wings, the soldiers followed suit and praised the Sun God and the Sun Knights. Not to mention meeting Mikhail Kupala.In the silent procession, many people raised their arms and stretched their necks to look at the honor of their legendary angels on the ground; while the leading Templars and priests were full of joy, thinking that His Royal Highness Kupala had seen them past efforts to help them win this war.

Mikhail patted Emile on the back, lowered his head slightly, and asked:

"Glory be to Mithra the Father.—Where are you going, brethren?"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed robust knight and the brown-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged priest looked at each other.

"A rebellion broke out in the Bronzini Kingdom, and His Holiness the Pope ordered us to assist the bishop of the diocese in suppressing the rebellion." The latter raised his neck and asked doubtfully, "Don't His Highness know?"

Mikhail nodded: "I just returned from Potosi, and I have an urgent matter to report to Lieyang City. Have you found the cause of the rebellion?"

"Not yet, Your Highness. However, Your Excellency Constant will arrive before us to 'search' the presidency."

"Very good. I wish you all the best of luck in your operation, and bring back His flock for God the Father."

The knight and priest raised their heads until they were dizzy, and did not wait for the next sentence.The two were also a little confused. They were both priests of the church. They had seen Mikhail many times in the past, and even participated in the mass he presided over, so the feeling of strangeness was particularly strong. There was a hint of hostility in the pretty, polite young face.However, they didn't pay much attention to it. Mikhail, who used to be approachable and would even bend and kneel to talk to people, obviously lacked the bearing that a high priest should have, which made them feel uncomfortable.The Confederate wars had made him more or less presentable.

But since they didn't lie, and they had no grievances with Mikhail, Mikhail couldn't make them feel uncomfortable against his conscience, and quickly said:

"You don't need to be too polite, please get on your horse. However, Bronzini is not from this direction, is he?"

"Yes, Your Highness." After the priest finished speaking, he tremblingly stepped on the back of an infantryman and rode on his horse. "We are from Shengchun City. We are ordered to go to Kaiser Port to inspect first. Another team will set off ahead of us."

"What happened over there?"

"It's not written in the oracle."

Mikhail frowned, and didn't say where he came from: "Who gave the order?"

The two looked at each other, and the middle-aged priest said strangely: "Our father in heaven, Mithra?"

Arnold couldn't bear it anymore, lifted his cloak and laughed.The two were taken aback, and Mikhail couldn't help but turn his head and stare at him. Since there were no pupils, it seemed that the majesty was in place, but the target was quite divergent, and Arnold pretended not to see it.

Before they could ask any questions, Arnold straightened his glasses and grinned, revealing a mouthful of porcelain-white teeth and two sharp fangs.

"...Excuse me, Your Highness, where did Beto and the others go?" The blond knight couldn't help but shouted.The most important thing for a Templar is to have a clean family background and firm beliefs, and secondly, to be handsome. Therefore, when he draws his sword, there is a possibility that as long as the vampire in front of him has half the relationship with the disappearance of his friend, he will do justice for the sky in front of the chief priest. heroism.Two years ago, Beto, Ethan, and Richard stood out from all the Templars to become Mikhail Kupala's entourage knights; they swore before God that they would never leave their master on earth easily.

Mikhail recognized him.Although I don't know the name, the other party was very close to Beto when he was receiving Templar training in the Holy City. He often sat together during the worship, whispering the latest gossip before the start, or discussing the end Where to go for food, not a particularly well-behaved guy.He didn't hate them before, on the contrary, he was a little envious, and they would always secretly bring some rough civilian snacks to share with him, and Beto was even punished by Isabella for this.

"They were executed," Mikhail said coldly. "Wars are wars. They shed innocent blood, bullied orphans without parents, and killed underage girls. The temple will be removed!"

As he spoke, he pulled the reins, and Emile stepped forward knowingly. The priest and knight involuntarily stepped aside, and the troops in front gradually made way for him.

He turned slightly, looked down at the Templar warningly, and said, "You can take care of yourself."

As he spoke, Emile disappeared without a trace like a gust of wind.

The author says:

[1] Proverbs 9:17

Rabbi: Teacher who taught the scriptures