The Blood Hourglass

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On the way back, my wounds had begun to heal, and the red dance in Satris's arms showed no sign of waking up.

"the host!"

"Ok."

"How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"You really wanted to leave just now?"

"Just now?"

"The first time! If Saferot doesn't make a move, or if you make a move slower, you will disappear. Is that what you want?" Satris's peaceful questioning voice made me unable to escape.

"Maybe I disappeared. He killed Radiclos. That would be the best ending." I sighed softly.

"That's just a good ending that the master thinks, I don't think he will think so." After speaking, Satresi stopped speaking.

Maybe, after all, the same result has different meanings to different people, but why can't I be selfish once? why?

Looking back at the unconscious Hong Wu, I moved forward with a bitter smile.

We stayed in Dracula’s Castle for several days, Hong Wu didn’t wake up, and there was no sign that he would wake up.

"I don't think he will wake up again!" Sartres examined Hong Wu's wound, which was in the middle of the heart. Even if it was an angel, it would not be healed if he hurt his heart. Hong Wu's appearance like this is already the best result. Up.

"Sleep?" I stood in front of the bed and looked at him.

"Well, sleep forever." Satresi nodded.

Hearing this answer, I frowned, but this is a fact that I cannot change. Finally, I put Hong Wu into the secret room downstairs, because I know he doesn’t like being kept in a cage, so I Did not bring him back to heaven.

When they stepped into heaven again with Lisi, I became a real master god, with a cold and ruthless complexion, seeing everything as nothing, no emotion at all.

"Welcome the Lord God back to heaven!" The angels who walked toward me saluted me.

"You first arrange accommodation for Liss and Oli, and I will see Farham."

"Yes!" Sartres led away.

Stepping into Farham's laboratory, he is still suffering from the clotting agent.

"Back?" He didn't turn around, but it was not difficult to sense my existence with his ability.

"Yeah." I stepped into the room and sat down in an empty position.

"Is everything dealt with?"

"School affairs, church affairs, and night catchers." I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes relaxedly. There was only one feeling that hit my whole body, that is, tiredness, tired body and heart. .

"There's still something about Safrot of the Night Clan, isn't it?"

"You know?" I don't feel surprised, Farham's strength is often not reflected in combat skills.

"heard."

"Who told you? Kindred? Atsi? Or Lake?"

"You are smart, but you didn't guess right!"

"Well, the task you confessed has been completed, and I can go back to rest." Then, I got up and walked out the door.

"But as the main god, your task has not been completed."

"What task?" To be honest, I have never regarded myself as the main god.

"The eight angels have lost more than half. You must at least make new appointments, otherwise you will have to do these little things yourself in the future."

"I see, I'll let Satreus send me the new appointment tomorrow." I stepped out.

"You don't need to send it, you are the main god. From now on, everything will be announced by you." Farham's words came from a distance. I have already walked downstairs. The silver eyes I saw were still the same respectful, bowed their heads in salute. , Walking will stop and give way to me.

Seeing them, I can only smile in my heart.

Back in front of the hut, looking at the small fence in front of the door, I shook my head helplessly. Compared to such cleanliness, I prefer the white roses in front of Dracula’s Castle, the silver light flowing under the moonlight.

Pushing the door and entering, lay down on the white bed, closed his eyes, suffering from endless exhaustion, but couldn't sleep and forget.

The truth of leaving is that he really left, really left, and left with his heart. In addition to telling the blood races present, his last sentence also showed me his choice. He wants to be the patriarch of the night race. Use this To make up for my fault, and to punish me.

Because I am light now, he chooses darkness, right?

I put the quilt over my head and listened to the buzzing in my ears. I just wanted to just fall asleep and don't wake up, but I didn't disappear after such a good opportunity. How could this be possible!

"Do you want to escape again?" Hong Wu said.

But as it is now, is there any difference for me to escape and not to escape? He left and won't come back again, as he said, only me, he will never forgive.

The only way to make him forgive, or to say the secret, is what I desperately want to hide, so that kind of may have completely disappeared, and the only light in the depths of my soul has also been drowned out.

"Boom boom boom~" Suddenly, the door was knocked.

"Come in!"

"the host!"

"what's up?"

"An aristocrat in the aristocratic residence said that he wanted to see you, saying that it was Saffrot who asked her to find you something." Sartres walked in.

"Where is the other person?" I turned around and faced Satrese.

"Because nobles cannot enter the angel's residence, so..."

"Let me see her?" I asked coldly.

"Master I..." Sartres was speechless.

"Okay, I'll go!" Saferot! Speaking of him, I seem to have to go. When his sword pierced my body, when he looked at me bleeding with that kind of merciless and indifferent eyes, I felt that everything was over. I have used all of my efforts to repay, so I think I can let go, everything can be let go, but now I hear his name again, I actually...

On the way to the residence of the nobleman, Sartres followed me.

"Who is she?"

"She's Elquet, she's a pure noble, but it seems that something went wrong, she is still a child." Sutheris replied.

"Oh?" I suddenly thought of the girl sitting by the window, with a round face and short hair, a child, but not like a child.

When we came to the house I used to live in, I couldn't help but stop.

"The master knows that she lives here?" Sartres was a little surprised.

"She lives here?" I was taken aback.

"Well, Guangwu said that she is not suitable for living with other nobles." Satris explained truthfully.

"Indeed." I nodded. It seems that Guangwu had arranged me in this room for the same reason. Now I know who El Quette is.

"Who?" The same question.

"Me!" As I said, I opened the door and walked in. "You have invited guests."

"Are you Luvian?" In fact, it seems that I and her have only met each other, and have never communicated.

"It's also Missilia, or the main **** of heaven." I said, walked into the room, came to the table, looked at the apple on the table and involuntarily stretched out my hand, "They are always there."

"Is it for you?" Elquet guessed.

"Maybe!" Although it is impossible for me to live here again, I have the opportunity to meet those angels who study me, at least to let them know the reason why I didn't get any results.

"It seems to be prepared for you." Seeing that I had eaten the apple, she nodded affirmatively.

"What can you do with me?" Whether it's because of Safrot's face, or I was a little curious about her, since it's here, let's just say it!

"I think of heaven." She didn't hesitate.

"Are you sure I have this power?" I sneered, and ate a big bite of the apple.

"Yes, but I'm not sure you will exercise this power." She looked at me seriously, her already round eyes widened.

"Indeed, I don't seem to have to do this." Now I am the main **** of heaven and have this power, but at the same time I am also facing the survival needs of angels, so it seems that I should not exercise this power.

"If I am willing to be your servant, can you take me out of heaven?" She suddenly looked at me and asked sincerely.

"Servant? But I usually stay in heaven."

"Of course, wherever you stay, I will stay wherever you are, without leaving you." She hurriedly explained.

"Oh! But I already have the attendant Sartres." I really don't understand why she did this, and how it is different from here. It's not that different from being a guinea pig to a servant. .

"At least I don't need to stay here with those guys who have pulled out their teeth." She spoke a little bit angrily.

"Oh, isn't it?" I said, standing up, "Well then! I'll take you out."

"Master, you're going out of heaven again?" Satris was surprised.

"Don't worry, at least wait until heaven's housekeeping is done before leaving." As I said, I turned and walked towards the door, "I will let someone come and take you at that time."

"Master really believes what she said?" Sutheris questioned on the way back to the angel's residence.

"I don't believe it." I denied it.

"Then why?"

"Because I didn't believe it, I wanted to see what she had planned." With that, I stepped into the clean state.

Why did Saferot let her come to me? Is there anything special? If not, what is the purpose of her following me?

I've been bothered by these issues along the way, but it's okay to think about something, at least not always thinking about his departure, so painful.

The next day, I appointed the personnel I prepared to Sartres, "According to this announcement!"

Sartres looked down and couldn't believe it, "Lisi has golden eyes and it makes sense. It seems a little bit to make that oli a red angel..."

"What is it? Too weak?"

"Ok."

"But he's very smart, and it's a good thing to be too strong." In fact, too strong is troublesome, like that Tisohel.

"But if the task can't be completed..."

"Relax! If the traitor is really too strong, then I will send you out."

"Yes! Still have the job of creating angels?"

"Just leave it empty, I think the paradise is pretty good now, there is no need to innovate."

"Yes, I will announce it with the master's list." Then, Satris turned around and planned to leave.

"Wait! We will be out of heaven tomorrow."

"Out of heaven?"

"I like to live in the human world, and I will bring that El Quette with me."

"Yes, master."

Seeing his departure, everything is over. At least if nothing happens, I can live in the world for a long time, slowly recalling the past, forgetting the present, and bewildering the future.

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