The Blood Hourglass

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Patriarch? father? There is no shadow of these two words in memory.

But I am pretty sure that my name is Misselia. Since they have no objection to my name, then I think I must be the daughter of the patriarch, and he is naturally my father.

Lying on the bed, looking out the window, thinking leisurely.

But looking at the sunny and blue sky outside, I couldn’t sleep, and the thought of going out for a walk became clearer. So I searched the room and found a black cloak. I was happy, put on the cloak, and put it on. He put on his hood, opened the window and jumped out gently.

He landed steadily, leaped over the low wall outside without looking back, and left the temple.

Sure enough, everything outside was just as Sartres said, it was all strange scenery. Walking through the streets and alleys, the humans around me looked at me with strange eyes, but they could only see the black cloak all over my body, the unhurried steps, and the cold air exuding from my body.

"Miss! Our store is newly opened. Please come in and patronize. Today, all food is 50% off." As I was looking around, a human stepped forward and blocked my way.

"I'm not hungry!" I replied.

"If you are not hungry, you can have a cup of tea! The tea is free now, please, please!" His tone gave people a comfortable feeling, unlike my servants, so I followed him. , Just because of his tone, not any free tea.

There are customers everywhere in the shop. It seems that the 50% off food and free tea are really attractive.

"Please sit here!" He arranged for me an upstairs window next to a small table with two seats, "You wait a moment, and the tea will be delivered soon."

"Yeah." I responded softly. Only with the sound of his leaving footsteps, I slightly raised my head and looked at his back. It seemed a bit familiar, but if I really wanted to remember it, there was nothing.

"Miss, there is no one here?" Before the tea was delivered, other guests came in. Seeing that there were no seats around, they walked to my table.

"No." I shook my head.

"Thank you!" He sat down politely, and I lowered the brim of the hat, only to see his hand on the table, with slender fingers, white skin, like a girl.

"Come on! Miss, your tea!" The waiter who asked me to bring up the tea, when suddenly I was facing him, he was taken aback, "Mister, you are with the young lady..."

"We are not together, but there is no room, so I have to disturb this lady." He explained embarrassingly. In fact, everyone knows that ordinary men should not sit at a table where there are only single ladies. After all, this is an ungentleman approach.

"Oh! What do you want to order? Our shop is newly opened today. Tea is free and food is 50% off." The waiter bent over to salute him and said.

"Let's have lunch! I just rushed to this city, I haven't used lunch yet!" the other party smiled.

"Okay, wait a minute." As he said, the waiter was busy with him again. And I naturally drank my own tea. There is not a good tea in the cup. The fragrance of tea is too weak, but the other party has already said that it’s free, so naturally it won’t be too good, so I drank it and drank it. It's not high-quality.

"Miss! Are you a local?" He didn't have lunch yet, so he wanted someone to pass the time.

"No." To be precise, I am not a human being.

"Oh, is the lady here for errands or for fun?"

"Perform the mission." I put down the teacup in my hand and looked up slightly, wanting to see what kind of human he is, with more curiosity or more purpose.

"It's you!" Before I could speak, he pointed at me in surprise, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's me, but I'm not someone you know." I think I'm an angel, and it's the first time that I have come to the world. How can he know or have met me like a human being like him?

"But you are obviously quiet and short." His eyes were surprised and puzzled, but at most he couldn't believe it, my answer.

"I'm not quiet!" I answered calmly.

"Oh, by the way, you still have a name called...luvian." He suddenly remembered and said with satisfaction.

"Luvian?" I thought about it, and finally shook my head, "I am not the person you are talking about."

"Impossible, you must be the same person, the same look, the same habit, even this black cloak is the same." He became a little excited and spoke extremely fast.

"But my name is Misselia, and..." I thought for a while, looking at his eyes, there was no false color in them, "I am not a human either."

"I know you are not..." He looked around and leaned close to me and said, "Human, you are a nobleman, but your name is definitely Luvian, not Missy... Leah."

"Sir, I have already said that you have admitted the wrong person. Who I am, I know better than you." Then, I got up and wanted to leave, but he suddenly grabbed me, "You really don't remember Me? I’m your teacher McGonagall! When the night school was destroyed, you took me in the castle, and then I went to the Western Art Academy, and now it’s closed too, now there’s no way, so I have to come here. I want to find another job as a teacher, but I haven't settled yet. I wonder if you can let me stay in your place for a few days?"

"Just a few days." Seeing me looking back at him blankly, he hurriedly added.

"I am not a human being, so naturally I will not live in a human place, so... I have no place for you to stay for a few days." I don't know how imaginative the person he said about me, but she certainly won't be me , I am not a human being, nor a nobleman, but an angel.

"But...I really don't have a place to go right now." He held me down, but he didn't have any bad intentions.

"Sir, it's better not to pester this young lady. If you are looking for a place to live, you can go to the church. The church is now recruiting a large number of teachers. A pilgrimage will be held in a few days, so if you go now, I must be able to get an identity, at least one bite of food to eat, and one bed to sleep." At this time, the waiter came up with the lunch he ordered and passed among us, just blocking his hand.

"You..." But he didn't seem to want to appreciate it, his eyes were angry, but I broke free from his hand, and left this small shop a little bit. Just about to step out of the shop, suddenly an old man came in and ran into me. I was right now, but his collision didn’t do anything to me. Instead, I knocked myself over. I was about to go forward to help him, and a person rushed out from behind. It turned out to be the waiter just now, "Master, you How's it? Didn't you fall anywhere?"

"I... I'm fine." The old man got up from the ground with the help of the waiter.

"Allende, I finally saw the bishop here today. He has promised to find a temporary job here for me." The old man ignored the dust on his body, and said with the waiter.

"That's great, the master can finally be in the diocese of Jinshen, congratulations, master!" The waiter smiled and helped the old man pat the dust off the priest's robe.

Seeing that they have so much to say, then I won't bother me, turned around and stepped out the door again. As a result, one hand was caught again, "You are...Miss Luvian."

"You..." I looked back and looked at him in surprise, why he...

"It's really you, Miss!" The old man also stared at me in surprise, as if he was familiar with me. "Last time I walked too hurriedly, I didn't have a chance to thank you for your life-saving grace, but you are fine to see Miss you Up."

"You all admitted to the wrong person." Apart from this, I really don't know what else to say.

"Impossible, there is no one who looks like this in the world." The waiter said and took his hand, smiling, "I am Allend! It was in that small church that I met the lady! The lady won't be Forget about us!"

"I told you, I don't call Luvian! My real name is Misselia." As I said, I turned around and went out, the faces of them in the door were stunned and don't understand.

"You also know Miss Luvian?" McGonagall stepped forward and asked.

"Yeah! I met in a dilapidated chapel, and she saved my master!" Allende replied, "but now she doesn't seem to remember us."

"Are you sure she is really the Miss Luvian you met?" McGonagall was very sure at first, but when the other party said that she was Misselia, it was so real and it didn't seem like a lie.

"Yeah! It seems a little bit different..." Arend's mind flashed a little, and he saw something under the brim just now. "By the way, her eyes were black before, but now they seem to be ...Is golden."

"Golden..." McGonagall was relieved, and only paid attention to her looks just now. It was obvious that her eyes were golden, but there was the biggest difference in this.

"Yeah! Maybe she really isn't Miss Luvian." Allende’s master took his gaze away from the door, and took Allende to the store, "Tomorrow I will go to another church here to lead. Do you want to stay with me?"

"Okay! But I still have to work..."

Watching the two of them leave, McGonagall cast his gaze to the door again. Is the person just now really not her?

Back to the table and slowly eating the food on the plate, McGonagall was still immersed in his thoughts.

As soon as he entered the Western Art School, it suddenly "closed". As for the reason... he thought that he didn't want to understand it now, so he came back here. This place where he once gave birth to him seems to be in his future. Here.

Especially his luck is very good, a few days later is the day to greet the saint, maybe you can see miracles. While thinking about the future, he was eating food when suddenly someone patted him from behind, "Meg!"

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