Nataxi suddenly opened her eyes.
A black shadow covered her like a thick fog, she opened her mouth subconsciously, and closed it again when she realized who the other party was:
"Master Louis?"
She asked in a low voice, and looked up.
The girl in the same dormitory slept soundlessly.
Louis's handsome and dignified face gradually emerged in the darkness, without his cloak, pale and stern.
"Master Louis, why are you here now..."
Nataxi breathed a sigh of relief, her beating heart gradually calmed down.
"Shh, don't talk, Nataxi."
Louis gave a "big" and gently pressed her lips with his index finger.
Nataxi closed her mouth obediently.
She noticed that his breathing was too rapid, his fingers were colder than usual, as cold as a block of ice—
She couldn't help shivering.
"Good girl, that's right."
Louis looked at her with satisfaction, this is the girl he loves.
Docile, well-behaved, and harmless, just like a rabbit, not the unruly, rebellious, wild cat that would wave its claws and hurt people just now.
—It's a pity that he only has a stand-in doll.
"Master Louis, are you... injured?"
Nataxi smelled a strong smell of blood from the tip of her nose, which was not unfamiliar to her.
She reached out and was caught—
Louis looked at her apologetically:
"Nataxi..."
"Master Louis, no matter what you do, I am willing."
Nataxi looked at him tenderly.
She lay there like a pure lamb.
Louis felt the boundless love she always had for him.
The teeth expertly pierced the skin around her neck, the young girl's blood gurgled from the veins into his thirsty throat, filling the empty chest, and the scorching and painful wound stirred by the silver cross slowly began to ease.
Power re-entered his body.
And Nataxi felt happy.
She seemed to be trapped in a cloud of color.
In the cloud there are sweet candies, beautiful clothes, a loving father, and...
"... Mr. Leslie."
She smiled sweetly and hugged the young man around her neck tightly.
Louis stopped suddenly.
"Louis... my lord?"
Nataxi looked at him in a daze, with a slight blush on her face.
"Not the same."
He only said one thing she didn't understand.
"What... different?"
Nataxi tilted her head.
"It's nothing." Louis stroked her head tenderly, "Nataxi, you don't have to worry about this."
He lowered his head, his cold teeth pierced the wound again, but Nataxi felt that Mrs. Louis seemed to be a little absent-minded. He was not as urgent to her as before, but seemed to be troubled by some problem—
"Louis-sama, are you missing Sister Bellia?"
she asked suddenly.
Louis opened his eyes, and his teeth were still pressed against her neck. It was not until another "groan" that the teeth were pulled out from her neck.
He reached out and stroked it, and the wound miraculously disappeared.
He looked at the girl condescendingly:
"Nataxi, don't be jealous, that... it's not cute."
The girl's eyes drooped.
The corner of her mouth curled into a obedient arc: "Master Louis, I'm not jealous, you... don't want me."
"Good girl, how could I not want you."
Louis said softly.
————
On the other side, the female doctor on duty hastily put on her coat:
"Who is it?"
She lit the wall lamp, opened the door, and found an amazingly beautiful teenager standing at the door.
His long silver hair was disheveled, one foot was bare, and he hugged a blond girl tightly in his arms:
"Doctor, please take a look."
"This...? Mr. Leslie, is that you?"
The female doctor couldn't help but look up at the window, the moon was high, yes, it was midnight.
She stepped aside, and the boy hurried past with the girl in his arms, and gently put her on the only bed in the treatment room.
The female doctor followed.
Under the dim light, the girl's nightdress was spattered with viscous, scarlet blood. Her bare arms and calves were covered with scale-like wounds, which barely ooze blood, and rolled out palely.
"Oh, by God... Mr. Riles, what the hell did you do to her?"
She even found a red, swollen and blue strangle mark on the girl's neck, which was hideous and terrifying.
"Mr. Leslie! Last time I said I didn't want to see you here again, did you forget? . . . It's not a gentleman's job to mess with a girl who loves you like this... oh my god... this is abuse , It’s murder! I want to report you to Bishop Bruce, no matter what kind of star knight you are, or what kind of holy spirit body you are, you can’t hurt women!”
"Please take a look for her."
The boy insisted gently.
He ignored her questioning.
On the snow-white bed sheet, a thin red human figure was blurred. The girl is like an angel with broken wings, drooping on it.
"Oh, I can't help it!" The female doctor held her head, "I can't help it! The blood in her body is almost drained, I can't help it! Oh, God of Light... What is this..."
"Then you clean her wound and bandage it."
The boy was always calm.
"Get out! Get out!" Unexpectedly, this scene seemed to irritate the female doctor, she picked up something at hand and threw it over, "Get out of this place! Murderer! Murderer!"
"Veranica, you're still the same grumpy..."
At this time, a big hand caught the "throwing object" that flew into the air.
An old man with white hair and white beard appeared at the door. Following his appearance, angels in white clothes and golden knights also appeared like a flood, filling the small room to the brim.
The female doctor named Veranika bowed her head respectfully:
"Master Bruce, you are here."
"This has nothing to do with Leslie, Veronica. The past is the past, and the present is the present." Master Bruce walked in with a scepter in hand. He turned to the girl on the bed: "Miss Fergus, how are you feeling?"
"I'm afraid she couldn't hear, and she lost too much blood, which led to dizziness."
The female doctor looked at the girl on the bed with pity: "She has wounds all over her body, which should have been cut with a knife. Fortunately, the knife is still sharp, otherwise, she would have died of pain before it was delivered..."
Everyone present was silent.
Master Bruce sighed:
"Is there hope then, Veronica?"
"If I send it to the temple now and let my sister Aowei come to heal it, there is still a possibility..." she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
"No—there's still hope."
The boy interrupted her.
He walked up to Bishop Bruce politely, and saluted with his right hand on his left chest:
"Master Bruce, Leiris would like to ask you and the angels one thing."
"Oh Leslie, you know, I'll never say no to you."
Bruce looked at him, wise and gentle.
"I would like to ask the envoys to act and give Miss Fergus a 'Blessing of the Holy Light'. She will be fine."
"Holy light blessing?"
The envoys looked around, "Mr. Leslie, I'm afraid this won't work. Lord Bruce is old, and he can no longer preside over such a huge ceremony, and... if he fails, Miss Fergus will die immediately. "
Blessing of Holy Light is the highest divine art.
Every believer is proud to receive the "blessing of the Holy Light", but in the entire Ellen Continent, there are no more than two people who have received the blessing of the Holy Light, and one of them is Bishop Bruce, who was just a baby at that time.
At that time, Bishop Bruce was dying, and finally the Archbishop of the Temple rescued him—
Presiding over a "Blessing of the Holy Light" requires the combined efforts of thirty divine emissaries, and the presiding person must have great divine power. Only the archbishop of the temple and the three bishops of the temple can do it in the entire world.
And Lord Bruce is obviously old.
"Try it."
Bruce said kindly, "They trust us, so they entrust their children to us, and they have to give it a try."
"Master Bruce, yes!"
"—No, I'll come."
Gaia looked at the bed, "Master Bruce, I'll host it. Tell me the formula."
"Leslie? Son, that's too risky."
Bruce looked at him gently, "Although you have great potential, but..."
"Isn't Master Bruce also taking risks? I'm confident—" the young man raised his head, he didn't look very sad, but he was reliable and trustworthy because of his calmness, "I can do it."
"Leslie, can you bear the result that Miss Fergus will die immediately if you fail? Perhaps, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
"No, it won't fail."
When Veranika answered the boy, she couldn't help but look up at him.
Of course he is exquisite and beautiful, but this exquisiteness at this time, because of his calmness and persistence, shows a resolute and very different appearance.
"Okay, you come."
Master Bruce patted him on the shoulder and stepped aside.
The envoys went back to the temple to get the holy grail, holy water, and scepter of light. The golden knights wore long swords and isolated the surrounding area. Some of them scattered into the endless night and searched carpet-like for the person who should have been caught. Dark Apostle.
Liu Yu didn't completely lose her sanity as the female doctor said, she fell asleep for a while, then woke up again.
It's just that the eyelids are too heavy and sticky and cannot be torn apart.
The surroundings are constantly buzzing, noisy like a noisy scene, footsteps and singing are mixed together—
She waved her hand, trying to drive away the annoying flies, but the flies got worse, she was annoyed, and in a panic, she opened her eyes.
She found herself lying on a snow-white bed with the endless night sky overhead.
The bed is not big, you can fall off if you turn over, and the "buzzing" sound in your ears—
No, not a buzz.
A song she had never heard before was flying in the night, and the sound was like an intoxicating cello.
She turned her head, and the envoys in white were lined up in a strange array not far away. They lowered their eyebrows solemnly, held their scepters high, and balls of white light cages flew out from the scepters, in a very mysterious rhythm. Falling to the front of the array—
Gaia, is standing there.
The pure white Xingyue robe was stained with blood, and the boy stood barefoot. She watched his silver hair grow wildly from his waist down, until it reached his ankles.
The wind blew his mercury-like long hair, and the snow-like boy stood quietly. When he opened his eyes, those green eyes seemed to be full of spring green, almost able to see people's shadows.
Liu Yu subconsciously closed his eyes—
For a split second she almost thought he could see.
Group after group of light energy entered her body, as if she had sunk into a pool of warm water.
The dense pain was awakened again, followed by a numb itching, that light force was constantly repairing her broken body, and every repaired place seemed to feel...better.
Vigorous and bright as the sun.
It's a subtle, inarticulate intuition.
Liu Yu wanted to scratch, but was caught:
"do not move."
Her eyelids twitched and opened.
Gaia sat pale and tired on the edge of her bed, holding her in one hand:
"do not move."
"Blade... what about it?"
When she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was hoarse.
"Here." Gaia brought over the birdcage on the right, "It's very good, better than you."
The gray spotted finch fluttered its wings:
"Scattered spotted..."
[Good morning Baby, you slept like a pig. ]
The corner of Liu Yu's mouth twitched: Well, Banban, good morning.
[Babe, you're so lucky. Scabbers wants to be like you, lying in the arms of gentle Mr. Leslie and let him take care of him... Oh, Scabbers is so jealous of you lucky little guy. ]
Liu Yu smiled:
Yeah, lucky.
She's still lying in her mushroom house, she's not dead, and neither is Scabbers.
However, she covered her face:
"Gaia, don't look at me, I must be ugly."
The young man sighed slightly:
"Belia, you forgot, I can't see."
"But I must become very ugly." She threw herself into his arms with a mournful face, "like a witch, I'm glad now that you can't see me."
"Belia..."
The boy was helpless, "I should go, this is a women's dormitory, it's against the rules."
"But I'm afraid, Gaia, is that dark apostle... dead?"
Liu Yu asked timidly.
At this time, the door was knocked by "Knock Knock".
"Sorry," came Prince Carlo's voice, "Is Miss Fergus awake? They have something to confirm with her in person."
finally come.
There will always be this.
Liu Yu subconsciously looked at Gaia.
It was already daytime outside the window, the sky was bright, his long silver hair was bundled up, like silver moonlight pouring down on her bed, his facial features, which were still somewhat youthful, began to show a handsome outline.
Is it... taller
But before that—
Liu Yu rested his head on his shoulder and said sullenly:
"Gaia, don't you have anything to ask me?"
"No."
He still said no, with a gentle look on his face.
"But I do, Gaia, why did you set up a magic circle in my room, and why did you hide it from me..."
"Miss Fergus, are you awake?"
The knock on the door got louder again.
"Gaia..." the girl bit her lip, "Are you... are you... always..."
"Forget it," the boy took her hand and opened the door, "I'll go with you."