Angel on earth

Half a month later, the two arrived in Rock City.The cold wind on the Pamela Plateau was getting harsher. The two wore bright and bright knight uniforms. Edwards had a soft leather cap on his head and a white cloak on his chest. He sat on the horse with a sick face. Pacing slowly with his horse on his back, he looks like a rich young man who got the title of knight through bribery.

In fact, how rampant this gang of robbers are.The knight clothes were the booty that Mikhail got after killing a group of knights, and so did the horses; the soft leather hat and new clothes were bought, but they were not spent on Noren gold coins, but money from various churches.They didn’t even suffer much along the way. When Mikhail arrived at a place, he went to the church to pray, looking around like an eagle with pupilless eyes for priests with bad conduct or rich people full of crimes. At night, he went into the bedroom and wiped people’s necks, and then Run to Master Edwards waiting in the woods like the knight who elopes with the princess in the fairy tales of the streets, pick him up and check in with his bags.

On the frontal battlefield, no human can defeat Mikhail Kupala, and he is even better as an assassin.Before arriving at Rock City, Mikhail grabbed two four-wheeled carriages and asked Mr. Edwards to lie down on the road. The carriage was covered with thick and soft cushions instead of rubber that had not yet been developed at this time to absorb shock.Mikhail had never done robbery before, and now he did it very smoothly, without any psychological burden. On the contrary, it was as fun and shrouded in holy light as exhorting seventeen or eight wicked people to repent. The crucifixes and icons in the house screamed silently: Never let me out if you have the ability!

As soon as he entered the city gate that day, "Arnold" sneezed, which made Mikhail tremble with fear, for fear that he would cough up his ribs again.But Master Edwards just waved his hands half-heartedly, with black leather gloves on the reins, and walked through the gates like a Templar with grace and supercilious arrogance.Mikhail remembered that before they were "discovered" as vampires, this was also a large and glorious family with saints as guests.

Rock City is cold, but most of Pamela Plateau is not.The cold wind from the Black Star Sea and the warm current from the Moon Sea flowed around the original site of the Galaxy Mountains, and the two of them could see the snow cover on the top of the holy mountain from the last city.Rock City is cold all year round because it is shrouded in the shadow of the holy mountain most of the time, and the Canaan Gate of Lieyang City can be reached along the icy Sun River beside the city.

In this environment, Panshi City still developed into a big city, all thanks to the snowflakes falling from the holy mountain.That is the most profitable business for the locals, no deception, a gold coin and a small cup, pay with one hand and deliver with the other, and the holy snowflakes will purify all your sins.

The church is under martial law, but the two paladins are of course eligible to move in.Outside the city, the two learned that Rock City was guarded by Joshua, the "Spirit of Wisdom", and that Micah, the "Sacred Sword of the Red Sea", had predicted his assassination three days ago, but Joshua said, "Children's willfulness has nothing to do with it." It’s important, don’t disturb the normal life of the brothers.” He didn’t lock down the city, and he didn’t even want the church to be too strict. It would be best if the enemy could easily find him, and then he would kill him with one blow.

Joshua said that, but it was another matter to execute it.The two could not enter the monastery, and got a room with a fireplace behind the church.Mikhail skillfully took off his knight uniform, walked along the corridor silently, and followed the monks who were in charge of receiving them to confirm whether their identities might be exposed, but Edwards put down his cloak and walked out of the room , went to the place selling snow water from the holy mountain.

It was a room that looked like a confession room, but the room where the "priests" lived was connected to the whole building at the back, and sinners who had no time to confess could open the curtain and walk into the outer room, to the room under the small window. Throw a gold coin in the crevice, wash away your sins, and leave the church brand new.

At this moment, behind the small window lay only a dozing deacon. Edwards knocked on the window sill, and rolled him out of the chair in fright, thinking that he would be dragged to be whipped if he was found lazy here. up.

But the black glove just handed him a Norren gold coin with two twin roses on the back.The deacon was embarrassed and refused to ask for money, nor did he dare to give Xueshui.In the end, it was the young man outside the window who said "thirsty" in a hoarse voice, and the deacon accepted the gold coins with a little envy and secret joy, and handed over a glass full of "holy water" with a nod and bow.Water is rare and good water. There is a well in the house for special supply, and everyone calls it "Masa", just like Mithra, the sun god, when people passed through the wilderness in the ancestors' time, the sun god made sweet spring water flow from the rock. Gold flows from this well. .

Edwards took the gold-plated copper cup, raised his head and drank it down, put the cup on the small table, and walked away quickly without saying a word.The cold wind blowing from the holy mountain filled the empty colonnade, swept away the dead leaves of the fig tree, and bulged his black hem.

The young man returned to the room, rummaged through the suitcase containing the urn and gold coins, and found a flat wooden box.He pushed the lock with the ring finger of his right hand, and the lid of the box popped open, revealing six lancets neatly placed inside.He picked it up lightly, clamped it with his middle finger and ring finger, made a few gestures lightly, retracted it into the box, and hid the box close to his body.

His face was expressionless, and he couldn't see any agitation. He was sitting in an easy chair wearing soft leather gloves, with his hands crossed on his thighs, looking at the small window hole and the black branches, as if he had been motionless. Watched for hours.

Mikhail brought back dinner for two, a pot of hot water, and the good news that he hadn't been found, and asked him if he wanted to take a bath.If necessary, the monks can be asked to fetch water.

He blinked and smiled as usual after closing the door. Edwards slowly raised his eyes, shook his head, and thanked him. After dinner, he lay on the narrow bed and looked at the ceiling without even taking off his shoes.Mikhail wiped the cross gun by the candlelight without saying a word, his heart beating fast.He had never been so nervous before the battle, he envisioned many possibilities, and was afraid of fighting for the first time.He wants to protect Mr. Edwards and Christine, who has never met, and he wants to get the Philosopher's Stone from among the protection of the Holy City and many saints, but to be honest, he has not defeated the Holy City and the Holy City in 1225. self-confidence.

Children's intuition is always accurate, and Mikhail always has such good luck.The night outside the window opened its dark mouth, and the fine snow drifting from the holy mountain was like the fangs of a ten-horned monster, or pairs of dead eyes in the bottom cabin of the Golden Fox.Edwards closed his eyes, and Mikhail threw more firewood into the fireplace, quietly warming his clothes and shoes and socks.He looked down at the soft but silent face, thinking of "Arnold's" sharp sneer, "Arnold's" eyesight that would light up for the flowers he sent and his blood.

Mikhail leaned down lightly and opened his arms, but in the end he didn't dare to hug him, sat on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.

The sky is clear and high in the early autumn morning, and the gray tile blue is under the frozen air.Edwards has been coughing since he woke up, and his unwavering face is full of disbelief for his body.Mikhail didn't dare to persuade him, and only gave him hot water, but he stopped after taking two sips, coughing lowly, asking Mikhail to fulfill his promise.

"I'm going to Lieyang City." He said in a low voice, "Or, just find Christine."

Mikhail put a cloak on him: "Okay."

"Is Isabella in Lieyang City?"

Mikhail frowned and said, "It stands to reason...the year 1225...is indeed there."

"If you have no one else to trust, try asking her for help," Edwards said.

Mikhail was taken aback: "No!"

"Ahem...why?" Edwards was a little puzzled by his attitude, "Can't she be trusted?"

Mikhail grabbed his hand and looked at him like a begging puppy: "It's not so much whether she can be trusted...why are you looking for her?"

Edwards' eyes wandered: "Although she has never been to the Emerald City, she is the most ahem... the best one. Since the generation of Lord Arnold Calvin Edwards, we have revered her as a saint... Ahem... If one day his descendants encounter trouble, you can call on her name. Mithra is our spiritual father, and Isabella is like a spiritual mother... There is her saint in the church of the Emerald City Like, we pray for her from generation to generation, and we only worship her among the saints of all ages, everyone knows that..."

"You should know! Don't be stupid, Mr. Edwards!" Mikhail was annoyed, "You don't believe it yourself? None of your parents' saints and friends came to save you, let alone Isabella? The sun god is here Come on! If you don't trust me again, don't rush to die!"

"So, you know the church very well." Edwards raised his head and looked at him coldly, "Although you are tall, you are only sixteen or seventeen years old in terms of bones. If you are not a senior priest of Lieyang City, How do you know the situation of the city defense and the private behavior of the saints? Don’t think I didn’t hear it. You know that Rollins very well.”

Mikhail froze.After a while, he blushed and stammered: "I, I didn't...I didn't lie to you! I...I came here to save you, nothing else...Yes, the church also killed my parents , is this reason enough? I just...I don't pity you! I...please! I hope you live a good life and live a good life with Christine! I have no other wishes...At this point, you can only You can trust me, can't you?"

Edwards looked at him indifferently. When he finished speaking, he bit his lip and said slowly and softly, "I'm sorry, Misha."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Mikhail hugged him and said aggrievedly, "Let me hug you. I don't mind, I know you're sad, it's okay... as long as you... I will save you, I will save you." you!"

Edwards didn't move.The boy's words seemed to be for the boy himself. Edwards didn't know what the boy was looking for in himself, but he wasn't too worried, since he had nothing to give anyway.Walking out of this door, neither his hope nor his despair will be given to anyone.

The author says:

The holy mountain snow water is the indulgence, everyone should know this stalk... Let's mark ORZ for the time being