Angel on earth

The high priest narrowed his eyes contentedly, and said:

"Jasmine came quietly once, apologizing to me for her previous actions in the Moon Sea. She was still the same, thinking I was a member of the Federation, so she gave me a drink. I think she brewed it herself, because I can feel... ...Drunk? It should be that feeling."

"Mermaid wine!" cried Anna, and held the glass up to his nose, her eyes sparkling. "Give me a glass, please! Aiden's fleet cruised the Singer Reefs all day long, and the devil would believe it." There's some shipwreck treasure, obviously they want to do what they did in Potosi with the mermaid. I have to say, if they come to ask for my support, I will be very tempted, but everyone knows that I am a righteous woman, alas .”

Mikhail didn't care about any hygienic etiquette, poured her a glass, and took another sip: "Just this one, good Anna, this is the only wine I can drink. Tell me about the wine from the Red Moon. Let's do it."

"For the sake of 'Water of Life'!" Anna let out a mouthful of alcohol "ha", stepped on the chair beside her, as if she was about to take off the captain's hat that didn't exist on her head and waved it around, " What do you want to hear? Is it the history of Noren's fortune, or Baal's sowing discord among the tribes, or the Bronzini who turned out to be out of nowhere? Anyway, fortunately you stayed in the Pantheon for a year, Bronzini is finished, and now To the Church, guess what? Aerys and the Duchy of White are at it."

"Bronziny was a province of Iris 300 years ago, but... well." Mikhail touched his smooth and delicate chin, which didn't even have a beard, and was quite frustrated by this immaturity, "White, Xue Nor White is not a saint, did she lead the army to defeat Bronzini?"

"Bronziny isn't the Siegfried Federation, it's a small place." Anna slowly tasted the "River of Eden", and decided to put the mermaid spirits at the end, "What do you think?"

"For White." Mikhail propped his cheek with one hand, "She is a Templar, and she will be crowned queen in the future. Bronziny and the Principality of White are not both churches. Moreover, the people who are separated between the two countries The territory of Aerys will also disappear from the map of Aerys one day."

"You are a qualified Pope." Anna teased him, "What a good excuse!"

Mikhail was noncommittal: "Why are we hitting Bronzini?"

"They want too much." Anna shook the red wine glass, "The Norens opened up the Red Moon, but Flanders, Ocampo and Vandals are still the territory of the church. Our people are preaching in front, and their How can there be such a thing as people killing people behind the scenes? To put it bluntly, the church doesn’t even dare to take action against Ocampo.”

Mikhail said calmly: "It's always been like this."

"Shh, don't say such things, Misha, you will be found out." Anna scolded, turned her head and rolled her eyes with a smile, "Matthew is angry."

After a brief silence, Mikhail said "hmm": "He should be angry."

"He also quarreled with Isabella."

Mikhail tilted his head: "I know that Matthew has always liked Isabella and Anna very much. I know that kind of 'love' is different from the love of brothers and sisters, and the love of the world. But I see Passing slave ships and red moon slaves, he should be angry."

"He's sad," Isabella said softly. "He's lost a lot of weight. He's kneeling in church all day, or he's crying and wandering around the monastery, and he's drinking too much, and the whites of his eyes are turning yellow. But, Mikhail , you don’t know what the Red Moon Empire is like, and you never really knew Matthew.”

Mikhail looked at her and shrugged: "So please tell me."

Anna said distressedly: "But you won't go there in the future. Will you take your Edwards to that messy place?"

"No." Mikhail laughed, "Anna, you're not Isabella, you won't ask me to interpret every sentence, right?"

"Well... that's true." Anna touched a piece of chestnut cake from the third shelf, stuffed it into her mouth, and it was not too sweet, "Let me think about it...well, I basically stay by the Annan River, and occasionally I will go to the beach for a walk, let’s talk about something interesting first.

"The land along the Annan River is the best. The Rogar Mountains are basically mines. They are close together. Many industrial towns have been established there. A few candles, a prison cell and a 'Chikti' whip are enough. Make people work all night, and slaves usually don't live to be 35 years old. One percent of the population occupies 80.00% of the best-built land, basically all Norren and church garrisons. Slaves live in factories They are all voluntary labor and "active work" in the mining area, which is better than those on fishing boats. There are also some people crowded together, which is quite similar to the slums in the city of oath. Norren people seem to like to do this.

"Speaking of which, in recent years, various clubs have been very popular among Noren's middle and upper class, and this ethos has also been brought to the Red Moon by the group of exiled robbers. Well, as a beautiful woman, a powerful Saints, of course, are very popular, and they often go to play cards and drink. The Norren people are quite bold, and they will show me witchcraft."

Mikhail made a "please" gesture, but was a little disappointed in his heart.

"A small camouflage spell. Wizard Noren used this method to disguise himself as a slave of the Red Moon to sow discord among the rebel army." Anna said triumphantly, stood up to get a bottle of his watercolor paint, and sprinkled some on it. Wash your hands in clean water, and put yellow and pink candles on both sides of the basin, "Actually, it doesn't work very well for us. It's good to fool mortals. The Norren people suffered from the local witchcraft. Immediately recruiting a wizard to fight an eye for an eye, of course we are turning a blind eye..."

It was a box of very pale green paint, with which Mikhail tinted Master Edwards' eyes, which in the end would have the tint of fresh wicker cuts.

Anna recited a rather convoluted incantation towards the water surface, which was "Give me the freedom to roam, like a raging wind that burns all directions" in the ancient Abaddon language, and opened one eye and closed the other one by one.After a few minutes, her big brown eyes turned light green, with only a little golden light in the pupils.

"I have learned." Mikhail nodded and raised his glass politely. "Then, in your eyes, what kind of person is Matthew?"

"Gee, it's not good to gossip about your brother behind your back!"

"You have already said it," Mikhail pointed out. "Everything we said before was talking about everyone's badness, Anna. What's more, if you really know everything as you say, you think that after so many things happened, I Is it still - a child of the temple?"

"Isn't it?" Anna blinked and giggled, "Isn't it a lot? Mikhail! It's only been a few years. Do you think we have lived for hundreds of years and how many times have we fought?"

Mikhail looked at her angrily, and soon drooped his shoulders dejectedly.

Seeing that he was subdued, Anna also softened her heart, and changed the subject and said:

"Before I comment on Matthew, I would like to introduce you to a torture instrument widely used by white overseers in the Golden State: 'Kikti'. 'Kikti' is made of the sharpest edge of dried raw hippopotamus hide The whip, which looks like a corkscrew, is generally used to beat the naked buttocks of slaves who are unwilling to work and unable to work. Usually, 25 blows will make people lose consciousness. In the 1 years since they were exiled to the Golden Continent, "Qiketi" has directly or indirectly killed no less than 400 million Red Moon people.

"As you know, Matthew's weapon is a 'Kikti' made of mithril and dragon skin. He was brought into the church by Isabella when he was very young and has been working for her. He has swung at countless vampires. Whip, whip prisoners, whip white people, including some nobles. Later, he also returned to the flood plains, hanging 'Kekti' from the waist like the public security soldiers recruited by Noren and Iris, standing in countless arms with hopes and dreams , taking the risk of not being able to complete his work, to speak before the black people who worshiped him, and to tell them ... the importance of knowledge, etiquette, and hard work."

Anna wanted to go on, but Mikhail lowered his head and said sadly:

"He's just an idiot like me. I said, Anna, did I kill as many Red Moon people as I did?"

"I'm not this—"

"But it's true, Anna."

The two were silent for a while, Mikhail raised his head: "I don't think you came to drink with me, Anna."

Anna picked up the "Water of Life" and drank it down, stood up and hiccupped, tilting her head: "It wasn't originally, but I didn't expect Jasmine to bring you wine. Let's go, Misha."

Mikhail drank the last sip from the bottle, walked over and pulled out the "Glowing Girl": "Can you get through the door?"

"Stupid boy." Anna stretched her shoulders and unlocked the door. "You can't change without violence. It's true. But it can't just be violence. Knowledge—" she turned and pointed to her head, "is also very important. "

Mikhail followed her down the winding staircase.The Shenyi Bell Tower is as high as 599 meters. If it is not based on the will of God, it is hard to believe that human beings can build such a tall and straight stone tower on the top of the 6000-meter-high holy mountain without the assistance of effective tools.There are 51 floors inside the bell tower, and the more people are cleaning or praying, the more people go down, but no one seems to see him or Anna.

The bottom of the bell tower is submerged in the radiant dome.The latter is a real crystal palace, with steel and wood bent into circular arcs to support a transparent barrier, and jade jewels spread various creation stories on the ground.Looking down from the sky, the bell tower looks like the pupil of this crystal clear eye, with a little golden glow of a cross flying out of the center.

Exactly the same as Anna's eyes.

Mikhail walked slowly because Anna was much shorter than him.But he didn't walk calmly, he squeezed the right hand of the "Glorious Girl" and crackled, almost crushing the lance; they walked through the complicated and tortuous aisles, and Mikhail had a premonition of their destination .

— the black prison.

The author says:

[1] "Chicotti" means chicotti, which is a torture tool used by white colonists in Africa in the real world.Relevant content refers to "King Leopold's Ghost".