"Lucian Cecil!"
The Vatican's team was silent, and that moment of silence came from this name.
—This name, which seemed like a curse and a shame, they thought would never be mentioned again by covering up the truth.
Paladin Clive looked at the young man in Vader's arms. His eyes and shirt were stained with blood, his long silver-gray hair was tied in Vader's arms, there was a succubus pattern on his forehead, and his long tail was still wrapped around Vader's arm.
His appearance has changed a little compared to before, but anyone from the Vatican here can recognize his face.
After all, they had longed for him, admired him, and even loved and longed for him...
Lucien Cissell.
Their former Holy Son clearly understood who the silence was for. He leaned in Wade's arms and glanced at them casually. Clive noticed that his eyes were dull.
But his expression was indifferent, as if the encounter at this moment could not arouse any emotional fluctuations in him.
At that moment Clive suddenly hated him.
Elizabeth tensed up at the silence of the moment. If it were her, she would have covered Lucian's face and had him hurried away. But Wade obviously didn't mean to do that.
He did not cover Lucian's face, whether out of contempt for the Church or because it was unnecessary, or both. He did not even stop, but led Lucian on, with a majestic posture like an emperor leading his army.
A holy sorcerer screamed at this moment.
"Stop, you can't take him!" The holy sorcerer was a sharp-tongued middle-aged man, "Hand him over to us, he should be dealt with by the Holy See!"
Whether it was Lucian's apostasy, the assassination of the Pope, or the fact that he was now lying in the arms of Vader, who was supposed to kill him, as a succubus, this was a great shame for the Holy See.
They would never let go of Lucian who lived as a succubus!
But Vader obviously didn't even give him a glance. Those who were here were the most elite forces of the Church of Light, they were the most powerful paladins, the most outstanding holy sorcerers, and the proudest holy chanters. When Vader came towards them, the people holding holy swords and staffs didn't even dare to stop him. The black-clad emperor passed through them like Moses crossing the sea, and everyone subconsciously lowered their eyes and brows when they passed by.
Belinda and the others lowered their heads and followed behind Wade. When they were about to pass, they heard the gloomy voice of one of Bishop Shelly's confidants: "Stop, you can't take them with you, they need to go back with us for investigation."
Belinda shuddered. The experience of being almost forced to be a prostitute made her full of fear and distrust of the Church. The jeweler boy who witnessed the death of the brown-haired young man was in the same situation now. The red-haired boy was now half dead and was carried by Wade's subordinates. The boy trembled and said, "What kind of investigation do we have to accept?"
"We have received a report that a mass of devil believers is being held here. They are using evil magic to seek the advent and resurrection of the fallen angel." One of the confidants swept his dim eyes over them, "Who knows if there are any remnants of devil power in you? Or..."
“Have you been contaminated by the devil?”
The boy turned pale and Belinda also trembled. They knew very well what would happen to those who were identified as devil-like in the kingdom today.
"Don't be afraid." Bishop Shelly's second confidant came out and said with a smile. He was an old man with white hair and beard, and looked very kind: "We just need you to cooperate with the investigation. As long as we confirm that you are not contaminated and go through a little procedure, you can return home..."
The boy shivered and was a little tempted. At this moment, the lake blue skirt blocked the way between him and Belinda.
"So what you mean is that we, as victims of this evil mass caused by the Vatican's failure to supervise, should go with you to the Inquisition in the Sanctuary to be judged, right?" The noble girl raised her chin and protected the two of them behind her like an older sister. "So this includes me, too?"
"Ms. Green..."
The confidants never expected that Elizabeth Green would come out at this critical moment. Unlike others, the Green family behind her is not easy to mess with. Their original plan was to take those civilians to the court and then send Miss Green, who they imagined was frightened to the point of "insanity", back to the Green family. But Elizabeth had no intention of giving in. She ignored the two men's tactful persuasion and looked straight at Bishop Shirley: "My Lord Bishop, is this what you mean?"
She spoke so straightforwardly and directly that Bishop Shirley was unable to answer.
The Church's wish to lead them away was thus in vain. The four of them finally left the bloody church together. Wade's carriage was parked outside, and the Green family members who heard the news also arrived late. Elizabeth's brother no longer had the arrogant demeanor he had when he was in the auction. He quickly got off the horse, hugged his sister and began to cry.
The boy and the red-haired teenager would also be sent back to their respective homes. Belinda stood in the chilly night and sniffed. She was about to continue her wandering when she heard the waiter's voice.
That was Vader's waiter.
…
Lucian was put into the carriage by Vader. Vader sat beside him and the carriage started to move. Lucian looked at the roof of the carriage, opened his eyes, closed them, and opened them again.
It was still a blurry blood-red patch.
His eyes were out of focus and now he couldn't see anything clearly.
"Number Five, what happened to your eyes?" the system asked hurriedly in his mind.
Lucian was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe God has drawn a curtain in front of my eyes and forgot to open it."
System: '… I didn't ask you to read the lyrics.'
Lucian fluttered his eyelashes, looking as though he was too lazy to talk on the phone.
Since being bound to No. 5, the system has never experienced the legendary good friendship between the system and the host. No. 5 is always inexplicably willful, and it feels like it is losing its strength.
"What the hell are you doing, No. 5? You didn't run when you should have." The system muttered in his mind, "See, now you're blind..."
"You can open my eyes and show me the changes of the four seasons," Lucian said.
System: "...Okay, Comrade No. 5, the male protagonist of this world has his hand in front of you."
Lucian hadn't seen Vader's hand until then. He knew that he should be looking at Vader, but he was still a little dazed and couldn't see the other's expression clearly.
After a long while, he looked at the outline of the hand in front of him hesitantly, and finally said, "... Five? No, four?"
"… "
He felt that Wade took his hand back and added, "I didn't ask you to count."
Lucian: ?
"Lilith will take care of the little girl, and Percy will find a suitable family to adopt her." Wade said coldly, "As you wish - since this is your request."
Lucian: “Oh… OK.”
Lucian still couldn't see anything clearly, and the system was still chattering in his ears, so he naturally felt a little bored and irritated. At this moment, he heard Wade's voice.
"... There's no need to act so worried, Lucian." There was a hint of mockery in Wade's voice. "I certainly don't think I can threaten you with the safety of that child. I have never thought of threatening you with her - because I don't want to."
Lucian: ?
"Wait, what did Vader just say?" He spoke to the system in a garbled voice.
system:
"He seems to be saying that he is threatening you with the child," the system said.
Lucian: …
Lucian realized that Vader might have misunderstood his expression as him thinking that Vader was threatening him with that girl, which gave him another reason to be reluctant to stay with Vader. He "..." He listened to Vader's prevarication and felt that he didn't have a good answer.
…But, this is indeed a good thing for him, right
He then said, “That’s good.”
… He seemed to hear some sound of being scratched.
…
The carriage was so quiet that it seemed to emit cold air. The carriage finally stopped at a place. Lucian reached out to grab the curtains a few times but failed. So he asked Wade, "Are we at the palace?"
"It's not a palace, it's a summer villa that once belonged to the Cecil family - now it belongs to me." Wade said.
Lucian: …
"Why did you bring me here?" Lucian asked, "This villa seems to be some distance away from the royal city..."
He did not hear Wade's answer. The carriage stopped, and Wade got off first and carried him down from the carriage. At that moment, Lucian felt wet.
"Are you crying?" he said.
Vader: … … …
"That's my blood," said Wade.
Lucian reached out to touch it. It was hard to imagine that after losing so much blood, Vader could still maintain such a calm voice, as if he was not weak and dying.
No wonder Vader didn't eat the heart in the church! He was so weak after the battle.
This was also the reason why he was resting in the villa—he desperately needed to rest, but he didn't tell him.
Vader is a madman, he doesn't really die - this gives him infinite fighting power, but every time he dies, it is painful.
Lucian suddenly remembered the words he had thought of before.
"Are you okay?" he hesitated.
He felt that Wade glanced at him, so he said, "If you die, there will be no one to feed me blood."
"..." Wade said in a calm tone with a strange sense of humor, "You can rest assured. I have practiced my blood loss and blood production abilities many times during this period."
Lucian: ?
...Oh, he's talking about feeding blood.
"Then don't hug me. If you run out of blood, I will feel very uncomfortable." Lucian said, "I have been feeling uncomfortable for several days, so you should recover quickly."
"Then you'll have to suffer for a day or two." Wade said.
Lucian got off Wade's body. But after his toes landed on the ground, he was like a blind man who couldn't find the direction. He saw Wade sigh impatiently and said, "What a hassle."
There was a cool touch on my hand; it was another person's hand.
Vidra held his hand and led him into the small manor. It was autumn now, and Lucian remembered that there were many golden orange sycamore leaves here. If it was just dawn today, it would be beautiful for them to be down there.