Angel on earth

Chapter 56 163 Priests

"Brilliant Girl" was quietly leaning against the door, his mithril full-body sheet metal armor was framed in the room.He stepped forward to touch the silver-white armor, sighed long, lifted the bed curtain, and fell into the soft quilt.

On the wall on the left of the luxurious stone pillars and the whole piece of floor-to-ceiling glass windows, there is an authentic work of Alphonse Talih. The oil painting shows a scene of local farmers working during the harvest season. Women and children Picking ears of wheat in the fields.

Talih is one of the greatest painters in the Principality of White, and his painting style is quite unique. Compared with White, Iris or even Noren, it has a more flavor of the Siegfried Federation.After the identity of Princess Snow was exposed, the Principality of White sent their national treasure painter to the church to make amends.Mikhail calls him Mr. Tarikh, but his painting teacher kneels under him every Sunday; the same goes for his organ teacher Richard Müller and harp teacher Julius , and various others.

He was lying on the bed in the temporary residence, and on the other wall was a huge architectural landscape painting, with soft tones and realistic pictures, and the sky had a magnificent and gentle color—from another teacher of his, Raphael Dib tile hand.This painter can only be treated as a prisoner, because the Dubois family participated in the rebellion war 200 years ago. His right hand was cut off when he couldn't hold the paintbrush.Raphael was only in his 30s when he taught him, and he looked like 60 years old. The serious name "Raphael" was the grace that Mikhail begged for his teacher.

When Priest Gray described the current situation in Potosi and the church, he was actually shaken.The world's faith sounds at stake, and his wishes are worth his life.But as Isabella accused him at the age of six: "useless self-indulgence"-he couldn't even manage three of his entourage knights, and exchanged praise with them when they persecuted the innocent.The current church is just a variant of the Four Kingdoms, and the devil is entrenched in the temple. If the sun god descends on the world, there are only two options, bringing death and doomsday or collusion, and Mikhail doesn't want to choose either.

Two deacons brought him supper.Tonight there is wine from Calendula Winery in the Kingdom of Iris, and the flour is from the south of Iris.The beef was presented by Archbishop Noren of the Long Island Kingdom. When he ate fresh beef before, he didn't know the situation of the fleet and horse fleet. matter, now he knows that the altar will never be opened for mortals.The garnishes are Noren’s fried eggs and Icegrass from Verus Island, leaving only the sweetest part of the fruit from Potosi and Sunrise Island; Peppers from Rath, Cardamom from the Crescent Islands, Tomatoes and Salt from Aiden, Mint from Abaddon Empire.

The just right aroma made him lose his appetite, but he stayed for a while, then turned away the two deacons and started to eat silently.He thought of his lunch in Dorota with Arnold, who couldn't really taste anything, but was happy to watch him eat a table of "common people's food."He didn't get drunk at all, and during those few days at the end of August, when Rollins and Gray kept their feet on the ground, he accepted invitations from various local wealthy people to drink and buy spicy and pungent liquor in the Lower District. I went to question Arnold late one night, and Arnold thought he was drunk, so he comforted him by saying that he was still young and told him not to drink, but at least eat something. "Even if you are a saint, you should pay attention to your health and don't threaten me with this." Arnold said so.But how on earth did he threaten Arnold?

The wine was served in a crystal glass with seven angels holding golden cups engraved on the side of the glass.In the Sun God's Canon, their cups are filled with the last seven plagues, and they will judge the world in the last days.Mikhail took a sip of the wine, which was more expensive than the blood of King Iris, and thought, if Mithras came upon him for the Last Judgment, then even this body should not be spared, because he enjoyed the Living in extravagance more than anyone else, no king can have everything on his table at the same time.

Isabella was already there, and he heard footsteps.He could pick out the sounds of each of his friends, and Isabella knew it too.But she just waited outside the door, and he also enjoyed the long-lost extravagant dinner by himself.After he wiped his lips and washed his hands again, Isabella knocked on the door and asked:

"Mikhail, may I come in?"

"Come in, Isabella."

Mikhail changed the chair, and Isabella came slowly with tea sets and desserts, and gently closed the door.In the past, Mikhail should have jumped up to open the door for her before she reached the door, but now he was just wearing a simple shirt and trousers, sitting at the coffee table and watching her pour tea.

"The new tea from Noren Fuxue County," Isabella said softly, "my favorite black tea."

"Thank you, Isabella. Sorry to keep you here so late."

Mikhail did not touch the teacup, but looked at Isabella.A silver chain was tied on her forehead, and a blood-red full moon hung from the center, which was a ruby ​​presented to her by the puppet emperor of the Red Moon Empire.But Mikhail was more concerned about the pair of gold-rimmed emerald earrings. In the dim candlelight in the room, they looked too much like Arnold's eyes.

He wasn't telling Arnold the truth.Seeing Isabella now, he was suddenly ashamed beyond measure, and he was glad for his concealment.

On the "Golden Fox", he was thankful that Arnold could not understand the language of the Red Moon, so he vaguely skipped some details during the conversation.Those black people were taken away in the Noah Plain, where Mikhail was supposed to go there next year to help manage the floods that would submerge the plain every few years and run through the Inland Sea and the Moon Sea.People spoke of Isabella as if they were in reverence for God or Satan, and they called her the "Stone Breaker".There are different opinions about the origin of this title. The most mentioned is Isabella's divine power. Even a stone will kneel and submit for her. No one can give birth to a heart of resistance in front of the cross of the church.

"Grey said, do you have something to ask me?" Isabella calmly sniffed the tea and took a sip, with a faint smile on her face, her eyes drooping slightly, looking quite kind, "This You have indeed grown up a lot when you come back for the first time. Therefore, although many people object, I think you have reached the age where you can accept the truth. If you are later, you will die on the road of defending those innocent ideals. There is no possibility of accepting reality. So just ask and I will tell you everything within my purview."

Yana and Micah were still young, and Isabella was still beautiful, and the radiance of divine love shone from every piece of plain linen.But she is old.Mikhail could see the lines in the corners of her eyes when she smiled, so fine that he might not have noticed them, but neither Yana nor Micah was wrinkled or calm.They have hatred and dreams in their hearts, and they dare not grow old for a moment.

Mikhail asked involuntarily: "Do you get tired, I mean—occasionally?"

Isabella looked at the sincere worry on that immature face, raised her hand and rubbed the top of his head: "Why not? Mikhail, you have already been on the battlefield, so don't always worry about this kind of thing." You are asking for my opinion."

Mikhail rubbed the tip of his nose shyly: "I thought... Sorry, Isabella, I always regard you as an elder."

"There is nothing to be sorry for. Brothers and sisters should take care of each other. It's just that you should grow up and stop relying on us."

Mikhail hummed inexplicably.Isabella looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.He was a little flustered and didn't know what to say. In the final analysis, he was full of consciousness and didn't have the corresponding skills.Since he was a child, intrigue, vanity and flattery have been repeatedly staged by his side, and then there is awe and trembling, but he doesn't bother to watch and learn, so that now he is helpless.

But in any case, he still won't learn.

He took a sip of the tea, and suddenly understood what Arnold said that Noren would go to war on the lava island for the tea.The tea leaves on Lava Island are indeed very fragrant, and the top black tea in Fuxue County is also slightly inferior, but that is not the reason for Norren to go to war. You can sail an old-fashioned warship across the land of the dead and the reefs of the dead with sails and oars, and tea is just an excuse for an excuse.

He looked at Isabella, swallowed the speculation, and said calmly: "I saw Micah. No one has ever mentioned Micah to me."

"Because it's unnecessary. That apostate is just a clown." Isabella mentioned Micah in a much colder tone than usual, but Mikhail heard a trace of nostalgia from it, just like Arnold mentioned his Lily and Ke Christine.

"But I can't beat him." Mikhail said frankly, looking down at Isabella instead of bowing to her level, "No one ever told me that there is such a dangerous enemy other than Candy Kane ' Fleeing outside."

Isabella raised her eyes without avoiding them: "That's just because you haven't grown up yet, and he is already five hundred years old. In just one year, he will kneel at your feet and beg you to look away. Make way for you, and all the stars will bow their heads to you."

Mikhail said honestly: "His faith is very strong, and his love for God the Father—sorry, God the Father forgive me for presumptuousness—is simply a kind of fanaticism, and I am not as good as him."

"That's just what he thinks, so you can't see that he lied." Isabella put down her teacup and looked at him, "Mikhail, I know Micah better than you. guarded each other's backs in the middle of the war, and turned against each other with a knife in the third holy war. He was often absent from worship, always dressed poorly, and went out with Aaron to drink and watch girls. He was not a holy man in World War II. He's just a kid that the Sissy's brought back to the church, younger than me, but quite different from you, who hangs out with the soldiers in the tavern all day and gets drunk, and Aaron always pays to drag him back. After the war, he restrained himself a little, but there was only one thing, he could say any presumptuous words, not much different from the current 'ranger' Micah, but Sihekiah and Aaron were still alive, plus us, at least a little restrained .Compared with believing in God the Father, I think he loved the church back then, Sihekiah and Aaron. The so-called love for God the Father is just a distorted sustenance, and he has changed long ago.”

Mikhail's expression of anger that could not be concealed cracked to reveal a trace of bewilderment.Isabella took a sip of tea and said calmly, "All of us have changed."

"Have you changed too?" The teenager's voice has not changed, and he may not experience the voice change period in his life. There is confusion and sadness in the voice, "You and Jonathan, I have admired you all since childhood, even in the Since the age of 14, Hill has always been the target of my respect and pursuit. I remember every scar left by the iron whip on my body, and I also remember every night with stories and candles, and the lively and happy festivals one after another. You Healed my wounds, Jonathan would go out into the crowd at festivals and play hymns to the raggedest poor to make them healthy, Hill came back from war at four and gave me a dagger he had forged, Anna put I stole from the monastery to play, and Matthew carved a room full of wooden figurines for me, and I remember everyone... Is this fake, or did everyone change without me knowing?"

"Everyone's going to change, and it's good for you to change."—I remember the purpose of the evening, so I won't lie to you: at least Jonathan is a... I shouldn't curse, but he's an ungrateful bastard "Isabella calmly said, "He is the husband of Mary. Mary the 'Redemption'. After her death, Jonathan took her place in the Twelve Saints."

Mikhail held the consciousness of hearing her admit what she had done to the Edwards family, but was still stunned by what Jonathan did.After a while, he asked, "What about you? Have you changed?"

Isabella smiled, brighter and more genuine than the usual graceful smile, like an old man looking back on his life or a girl separated from the boy she loves.She looked so charming, with a holy face like an angel:

"No. If you're talking about changes over the years, or the beginning of the third jihad, then not at all. I've lived 26 years and three months and never changed."

The author says:

"With hatred...for this moment, I dare not grow old" I always feel like I have never seen a similar sentence before. I forgot it too long ago. Anyway, please note it first!Because it's a bit of a déjà vu.If no one has written it, then it's because I have a big face, and I don't mean to touch porcelain, Doxiaza.jpg

The title "Stone Crusher" has a real reference, the local people's name for Stanley during the early Belgian colonial aggression against the Congo (not the prototype of Stanley in this article).The prototype of the Red Moon Empire is not Congo.And the setting of the saint Matthew in the text is the Red Moon man. He assisted Isabella in the colonial invasion, but he did not mean to discriminate against black people. Matthew was brainwashed by the church since he was a child. Mikhail’s parents Even the Federation people went to fight the Federation...

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like