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"—my king."
Hill's figure emerged from the darkness. Compared with Monroe's current Pope's costume, Hill's dress was very simple, and he walked out of the darkness so casually, but his figure was tall and straight, but he had a certain bearing . "You've already found out I'm here." He said with a slight smile on his lips.
"It was discovered during the trial of the third person." Monroe replied, "At that time your breath fluctuated."
The moonlight shone in from the stained glass, and the original silver was dyed into red, green and blue spots, and a large piece of it was scattered on the ground, as if some colorful gemstones were sprinkled.
The Pope, holding a luxurious scepter, knelt down among this pile of gems.
But he seems to be the most dazzling gem of the Dark God.
The candle was burning quietly, there was a draft blowing in the hall, the candle flame swayed, his shadow swayed, and the shadows in his cold gray eyes also swayed.
Hill looked at Monroe, but didn't let him get up, but said with a bit of teasing: "Oh, maybe I thought you were handsome at that time, so I lost my breath."
"You can tell a joke," Monroe said.
"Why do you suddenly put on such a respectful look? Didn't you get along well before?" Hill walked up to Monroe, his slender figure cast on Monroe, and the shadow covered Monroe's face.
At the same time, the dark clouds outside blocked the moonlight, and it seemed that it was going to rain.
"It's 'nice' to be respectful now," Monroe said.
"The mouth is so hard." Hill raised his eyebrows, "I really want to kiss you and try to see if your mouth is really that hard."
"... Lord Demon King." These words were too terrifying, and Monroe seemed a little unable to hold on.
Hill continued with that casual smile, then he lowered his head and explained to him for a while, and then said something even scarier than the previous sentence: "You have two hearts, Monroe."
Monroe raised his head and looked at Hill silently for a few seconds. Hill noticed that his eyes turned from dark to scarlet. Before the scarlet reached the extreme, Monroe lowered his head again: "I am a death knight. A heartless person."
"You became a death knight because of your heart," Hill said.
The first drops of rain fell outside, the wind picked up, and the candles shut out.
The whole church was suddenly immersed in darkness.
There is no candlelight.
There is no moonlight.
Only, the faint red light emanating from the pupils of the two demons was extremely clear at this moment.
The huge painted dome rests on the complex and interlaced main ribs and intercostals. Under the bloody and terrifying painted dome, Hill is dressed in a simple black robe, but the terrifying aura exuding from him at this moment is absolutely indisputable. Bloody paintings of magic and witchcraft cast over Yayu's head.
"Okay, I won't blame you, I always have extra patience with you." He said in a melodious tone: "Then, please give me a little report on your attitude. What are you confused about?" , I want to hear it, you tell me, it's that simple."
"... Yeah, I'm really lost," Monroe said.
"I don't understand," said Hill. "There's a lot you're supposed to be doing, aren't you?"
"There are indeed many, infiltrating the church, revenge on some people, there are many... But I also know clearly that hatred is not enough to support my life."
"So that's how it is. I ruined your faith and couldn't give you another one, so you're fine at first, but after a long time you'll feel a little confused."
"… yes."
Outside the rain grew heavier, and the sound of the rain picked up, slanting down from the dark sky and splashing on the stained glass.
But the church was as safe as a mountain in the storm.
Hill once realized that the person in front of him and him were people from two worlds.
but-
"Then trust me."
Hill said.
His words echoed in the boundless darkness, and seemed a little unreal amidst the sound of the storm.
But this sentence weighs a thousand pounds.
"Hill..."
"Let me say, since you definitely need a belief, then believe in me." Hill repeated.
"but you… "
"I'm the devil, and I'm the closest man to God in the world. If you want to find God in the mortal world - of course you can't go to the church, I'm the one outside the church." Hill took a step forward, He put his hand on Monroe's shoulder, his blood red eyes looked at him, "I like the way you bow your head for me, but I don't like the way you keep bowing your head."
"Hill." The other party called his name again.
"You are a glorious paladin. You have participated in wars and trained many subordinates. You deserve more glory, but they didn't give you it, so you left—don't deny it, although I did play tricks, but If you don't want to come, I can't get you."
"Yes." Monroe replied frankly: "I found that I yearned for the relaxed atmosphere here, and I yearned for people of insight to be reused. I did despise such a devil at first..."
"… "Hello.
"But then I discovered that real strength lies not in appearance, but in heart." Monroe continued, "I admit your words, and I will not deny them."
"very good."
Hill nodded slightly, the sound of the rain tore apart the silent darkness, making everything violent and restless. His unhurried voice formed a sharp contrast with this, and it highlighted his own temperament.
"Now in the Demon Realm, you have such a powerful force that even Gore can sigh with emotion. You strategized and started to infiltrate the Church of Light starting from your former colleagues. Although you were airborne, you still easily held the scepter firmly in your hands. You Excellent, keeping everything in order - except yourself. You deserve to be in a position of dignity, and you deserve to have everything you want."
His diction is very elegant, as if a troubadour is reciting poetry, but his momentum is quite amazing, as if a god is giving a judgment to a mortal.
"I'll give you everything you want.
— including faith. "
Silwu raised his voice, his voice was as loud and shocking as thunder:
"Trust me, Monroe."
Then he continued, his voice was as quick as raindrops, but every word was very clear:
"Since you don't know what you are pursuing, take my words as the highest pursuit; since everything in front of you is false to you, then the world is false, and only I am real; since you don't If you know what to believe in, believe in me, anything I say is the truth, anything I tell you to do is an oracle, if I tell you to die, you can die too.”
Come, give me all your stupid loyalty, and I will make good use of you. "
After he finished speaking, he looked down at Monroe, and he saw Monroe's red eyes like burning ancient stars.
Monroe looked up, looking directly at Hill with his startling eyes.
"... good," he said.
Hill leaned down and kissed Monroe's forehead.
At the same time, lightning split the sky, and the entire church was illuminated with snow-white.
The movement of him leaning over to kiss his forehead seemed to stop there.
But the lightning disappeared in the next second, and the darkness returned.
"Call me by name," Hill said.
"... Hill." Monroe's subsequent voice was drowned out by the rolling thunder.
The rain was loud, but there was boundless silence in Monroe's heart at the moment.
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