Angel on earth

The witch habitually picked up a brand new gold coin, bit it, and put it in her pocket with satisfaction:

"Because I'm not the only one talking to you."

"Trickster."

"Stinger! Has the gentleman in your family taught you to feed the dog? - First, let's say Mithra. Mikhail Kupala is not the only body he can descend from, so am I, but he Don’t dare to come. The church interpreted the seventh prophecy of Sihekiah as a Holy Grail and six devil’s lairs, but Mithra was no different from the devil long ago... In the field of witchcraft, the Holy Grail also points to the true Son of God. Blood and real flesh."

Candy Kane's cold little hands reached into Aaron's collar and pressed against his bony chest.She looked up, smiled into the green eyes, one of which was slowly turning down to look at her, and said, "I am the devil's den, and so is Mikhail Kupala, and' Queen of the Lionheart, Anna Maria Bianchi, Aiden's "Michael" Icarus, little princess Elliott of Singer Reef, plus Micah who has endured half of the divine power, exactly six.— —Aaron, you don’t know what is replacing your heart by now, do you?”

Bullock carts creaked and rolled over the muddy land, and weak new shoots appeared under the melted snow.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time, and Aaron took her hand away: "I am me, I am Aaron Young Edwards, the second son of Roberto and Catherine, Harry's brother, Lily's brother .Heart or limbs are never the essence of a person."

"You are the Holy Grail." Candy Kane said. "There were many dark wizards among the people who participated in the vampire project. I know a little bit. So, before the dust settles, you should stay away from Aiden."

"Oh." Aaron sneered, "As for the blood and flesh of the most holy Father God, can I ask Lieyang City to kneel in front of me and tell me to fuel the fire?"

Kandy Kane ignored him: "Mithra's incarnation in the Singh Reef will fall on a spring day, that is the best time, you are going to Sun City with Mikhail Kupala, I am going Aiden fights Mithra. I don't see the end of the gods, and we probably don't stand a chance. But you'll go, won't you?"

"I am me, he is him." Aaron said, "He has been in Lieyang City."

The witch said: "Don't be angry, are you angry with him or me? Well, you have to cherish, I saw that Mikhail Kupala would lose a sense for you, at least when you were near him ...I think it should be the eyes, and he will also choose the eyes. If you don't even have you in those eyes, he will always be the "Harvest Priest" of human beings, not your Misha."

Aaron grunted, and Candy Kane asked him to repeat it curiously, and he bellowed irritably, "How does his eye matter to you? It doesn't matter to me. It looks better this way!"

Candy Kane laughed out loud, and Aaron turned his head away, scratched his hair, and put on his hat again, quite trying to hide it.The witch said: "Give me an accurate word."

Aaron didn't look at her, snorted for a while, and said, "No matter what he does, I want revenge, because this is not my business alone. You are right, I will die in Lieyang City even if I die, call a beautiful It is not a bad thing for young people to be buried with me."

"My friend, I hope you don't die. I think you will have a good future, live on." Candy Kane said, "The future stopped at the moment of the decisive battle. I can't see the future of God, but That also means infinite possibilities. I wish you happiness."

"Never," Aaron replied, "and neither will you."

"Oh, doctor, would you tell the patient directly 'this disease can't be cured, go home and die'—do you?"

Aaron sneered again, apparently laughing at her, with the look of you trying to comfort me indiscriminately: "I don't know if you don't tell me, he is in Lieyang City now, in the hands of that woman Isabella , a ready-made lair—what if Mithra falls on him? That kid doesn't look like he can resist Mithra, I think he would like to tie himself up and be Isaac!"

Candy Cain looked up and said coldly, "If he can't resist, then I'll kill Mithras, and I'll kill him too!"

Aaron shrugged, obviously.The witch drooped her shoulders and eyebrows in frustration: "Okay, then I will tell you some good news to comfort you. I don't know if Mithra will work or not. Snow White will not take your sweetheart away. I saw her talking to Aiden. I faced Mithra together, and she stuck her broadsword into the rock, blocking the tide for us behind her. Oops! My new friend is such a good friend that I have never seen before!"

"That's obviously good news for you!" Aaron said sharply, "Is there any more?"

"Yes, yes, Isabella is going to explain the divine tome to Mikhail in a few days, and there are seven prophecies to be told, so I will also say seven today. Ah, this one doesn't count!" For some reason, the witch was very happy , "Article [-]! Well, the main reason I charge you is for this article. This is for you alone. I hope you will be happy and don't be so stern all the time. She looks pretty good!"

Aaron sighed: "I'm a vampire, and besides, it's such a cold weather, my whole body is frozen, what's the useless effort?"

"But you're still sighing," said the witch. "You remember Rollins, right? Do you still want to kill him now?"

The little smile in Aaron's eyes disappeared.

"Nonsense." His voice was hoarse and deep, and his two fangs began to grow and bend instinctively, "If it weren't for not being able to defeat the two saints, I would have succeeded in Potosi."

"Don't worry about that. Next year, er, this time in 1500, he'll be dead."

Aaron turned his head abruptly and stared at her: "How did you die?"

"Beating to death." The witch replied, her voice was a little joyful, and she held her face in her hands, looking expectantly at the two rattling glasses chains.

The vampire breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered, "That's about the same. It's a pity that I didn't do it... Forget it, I can't kill him. Why should he die like this?"

"I thought so too! How about a toast for this?" The witch was elated, and found the medicinal wine and a small cup from his medicine chest, poured the wine for herself, and poured Aaron a cup of blood by slicing her wrist, "Cheers !"

The two drank it all in one gulp, and both let out a long sigh.Aaron said, "Where the hell are you going?"

"Abadon!" said Candy Kane. "What about you?"

"Bronziny."

"Don't Bronzini, go to the Rhineland. I have to go to Abaddon, so you go to the Rhineland. The great plague is coming, and no one will save them. The Iris and the Church drink the blood of the workers and eat the flesh of the women there. Buy tickets to the kingdom of heaven with the money bought in exchange for blood and flesh."

"Saving the world is the responsibility of the church, it's none of my business."

"Saving people is the responsibility of all of us, don't look to God."

"Humans are human beings," Aaron said. "Could it be that God made me like this?"

"You were just angry about God's innocence in this matter," Candy Kane said. "Why are you so unreasonable?"

"This time it was you who said the Aerysians harmed the Rhinelanders, not me. I don't want to..."

"Many people will be killed because of you, but many more will be saved because of you."

"I'm very tired!" Aaron interrupted her, buried his face in his knees, and whispered while grabbing his hair, "I'm very tired... Am I living to save people? I want revenge , it would be nice not to hurt more people... I like my job. I want to go home. But I have nowhere to go. My life is better than a lot of people in the world, but should I be satisfied with it? Why It was Harry who followed the carriage instead of me, and the strongest one died..."

"Don't run away, Aaron."

Aaron said irritably: "As the only real vampire, don't I have the right to sleep for a long time? I'm going to Bronzini to sleep. When I wake up, the plague is gone!"

Candy Kane shrugged again, and said with a hey smile: "Anyway, I saw you go, you will always be soft-hearted, even Mithra's heart can't survive you. Don't be angry, you know me, this I won’t lie to you about the matter. Your trip to Bronziny is a waste of time, and the weather is so cold, it’s a waste of suffering!”

Aaron glared at her, and she grimaced.

"There is a fork in the road ahead, we should part," she said.

"Yes." Aaron rummaged through every pocket on his body, took out all the gold, silver and copper coins and piled them on the straw, "Excuse me, maybe I will follow your advice and go to the Rhine."

The witch curled her lips, counted back and forth several times, reluctantly put away the coins, and handed him an old tarot card, with patterns of hexagrams and willow branches, oak trees, cherry trees, and walnut trees on the other side, and yellowed tarot cards on the other side. Whitespace.

"Little Arcana?" Aaron held the blank card, a little unhappy, "Candy, we are so familiar—"

Candy Kane looked bad: "You don't give much money! Either give me the one on the collar!"

Aaron covered his emerald and asked, "One last question: Is there any kind-hearted rich people around here, or a monastery that is willing to fund me to open a clinic to benefit the people?"

The witch rolled her eyes: "It's my business too. Go to the Rhine and grab it!"

As she spoke, she tore off the white cloak amidst the vampire's scream and threw it on the ground.

Aaron shivered for a while in the sudden cold wind, and finally mustered up the courage to jump out of the car in one go.Candy Kane threw down his umbrella and medicine box. He straightened his clothes, carried the medicine box on his back, and opened the black umbrella, only to find that the cloak on the ground disappeared as suddenly as it appeared.

"—we'll see each other twice!"

Anton sat on a high pile of straw, shook his arm with his back to him, and said the last prophecy.Then, the weird pan flute played, and the middle-aged peasant woman began to scold her naughty and stupid son again.

Aaron finally smiled happily and contentedly, without a hint of sarcasm or stiffness in it, trying his best to be genuinely happy for his friend.He took off his top hat, waved his arms towards the ox cart, and watched his friends go on until they disappeared into the misty fields, never to be seen again.

"Goodbye, Candy Kane!"