He was a dying old man, wearing a black robe trimmed with gold. He had sparse white hair, sagging skin, and was covered with age spots. His light blue eyes were cloudy. He must have been a pair of blue eyes like the sea when he was young.
In the cathedral, all the senior members of the Holy See who participated in the meeting couldn't help but stand up, put their right fists on their chests, and saluted the old man. This should be a ritual that only the pope is qualified to use.
Quinn Adams.
For the younger generation of the Vatican, this name is a portrait of the sages hanging on the wall.
The thirteenth generation leader of the Discipline Corps!
The Dragon Knight is the fifteenth generation leader of the Discipline Corps.
The old man was active in the middle of the last century and was an elder of the Holy See of the same generation as the Pope. In the distant past, the Pope, the head of the Knights Templar, and the head of the Knights of Discipline were known as the Iron Triangle of the Holy See. They fought side by side and left countless glorious deeds.
"Quinn, my old friend, why are you here?" A smile appeared on the Pope's face.
Quinn Adams slowly walked into the Holy See and stepped onto the scarlet carpet. As he approached, he stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked at the Pope's equally old face: "Your Majesty, my life is almost over."
There was an uproar in the Holy See.
The bishops looked at each other with sorrow on their faces.
Quinn Adams has lived for more than ninety years, almost a century. Decades ago, this old man retired behind the scenes and retired at the Holy See headquarters. He rarely appeared in public. None of the bishops present could remember the last time they saw the old man.
The lifespan of blood descendants is much longer than that of ordinary people, but often powerful vampires do not live long. Even in the life span of ordinary people, they are only longevity after being over ninety years old, and it is nothing.
Because the trauma a vampire has suffered in his life is enough to make an ordinary person die a thousand times or ten thousand times. After all, blood descendants are only flesh and blood. Even if these injuries are healed, they will leave behind various hidden diseases and consume their lifespan.
Just like ordinary people who are fatally injured, their bodies will be depleted and weakened for many years.
From ancient times to the present, most of every Ji Dao and half-step Ji Dao were killed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Have you even reached this moment?" The Pope lamented.
"Life and death are endless reincarnations. Your Majesty, there is no need to be sad for me." Quinn Adams whispered: "I already know about the Blood Knight's betrayal of the Holy See, so let me contribute my last strength to the Holy See."
The Pope stared at him for a long time and said, "Okay."
... ...
A small city far away from Berlin.
The Chinese name is Kalins. Li Xianyu doesn't know much about Germany and doesn't know what level this city belongs to. But judging from the city's infrastructure, it looks like a third-tier city in China at most.
Whether a city is rich or not cannot be judged solely by its infrastructure. Oldness sometimes also represents heritage. Although Li Xianyu had never been abroad before, he had been to Xiangjiang several times. Except for the core areas, the rest of the place looked worse than third-tier cities in mainland China.
But the per capita income in Xiangjiang is twice that of the mainland. Even if you serve a plate in a restaurant, you can still earn more than 5,000 yuan a month.
Apart from the urban appearance, the population here is not large, and it is difficult to see people walking shoulder to shoulder on the streets.
Blood Knight said that it is still "lively" now. The refugee crisis broke out in Europe a few years ago, and Germany was the first to bear the brunt and received a large number of refugees.
"Europe's year-round free movement of people and open border policies have led to the infiltration of terrorism and cultists. In the past few years, I personally dealt with a cult organization."
When they talked about this topic, they were hanging out in the bar at night.
Li Xianyu and the Blood Knight were lying on the edge of the booth on the second floor, overlooking the lively dance floor below. The lights were ambiguous, and a woman in a bikini was showing off in the middle of the dance floor, making various naked and provocative moves.
On the dance floor, men and women were twisting and shaking their heads to their heart's content.
Two days had passed since the encounter in the dense forest. They went into the city to purchase supplies. Leon proposed to come to the bar to relax and unwind from the tense escape life.
The Blood Knight was experienced and knew that if he was in a tense state of escaping for a long time, his mentality would eventually collapse, so he agreed.
Taking a girl to a bar is what all men dream of. Leon laughed at that time and told Li Xianyu with excitement, "Brother, let me show you an exotic bar."
At first, Li Xianyu really thought he was a nightclub veteran, but it turned out that he was not. This guy entered the bar, his back straight and his face stiff. He sat there and started drinking without saying a word.
Look at Li Peiyun, who is usually proud and indifferent. Now he is crossing his legs and squinting his eyes, looking like a cynical nobleman.
"I know, I'll kill Zhen Guanxi with three punches." Li Xianyu said.
"Suppress Guanxi?" The Blood Knight was obviously not a foreigner who loved literature.
I have never heard of the famous Kansai brother.
"He was our ancient Chinese cult leader who was beaten to death by a righteous monk with three punches." Li Xianyu simply told Lu Zhishen's deeds.
After hearing this, the Blood Knight was shocked: "History is surprisingly similar."
He also killed the cult leader with three punches, and he was also a master of the religious organization. Now he is also a bandit.
"Then what happened to your righteous monk?" the Blood Knight asked.
This is embarrassing. Li Xianyu's impression of literary masterpieces is only in movies and TV series, and he still reads a little bit here and there a little bit west. I have never read the original work at all. Even the most familiar Journey to the West, I have watched TV series, cartoons, and comic books, but I have never touched the original work.
After thinking for a while, he said with regret: "I was killed by the imperial court in the end."
Anyway, it seems that all the heroes in Liang Shang were tricked to death by the court in the end, and Lu Zhishen was no exception.
Upon hearing this, the Blood Knight quickly changed his words: "History always looks similar."
Li Xianyu smiled, took out a small cosmetic mirror from his pocket, and looked at himself in the mirror with self-pity.
He was looking at the makeup. After being kidnapped by the Blood Knight, after a night of torture and then two days of long-distance travel, he didn't even dare to wash his face.
After finally getting into the city, I wore a mask and went to the mall to buy some cosmetics, and then I put on a nice makeup.
Protector You is a thoughtful girl. Considering that she might not be with him, she taught him how to put on makeup early.
I am already a mature crossdresser and I have to learn to do my own makeup.
With this thought in mind, Li Xianyu studied seriously.
The makeup was a little less refined and not as professional as the right guardian, but it had no problem covering up his previous facial features.
A blond beauty in a suspender skirt walked out from the dance floor, locked the booth at their table, flirted with Li Peiyun first, and mumbled a few words in German, but Li Peiyun ignored her.
Even if he wanted to, he couldn't understand the language.
The blond woman's eyes fell on the Blood Knight again, but seeing that he was chatting enthusiastically with a tall cross-dressing man, she was too sensible to approach him and struck up a conversation. In this order, she finally had to choose between Leon and Calorie.
The calories were eliminated, and there was nothing that could be done. He was too thin, and burned too many calories. He was tall and skinny, and his skills in bed were not much better. In Europe and the United States, women’s aesthetics still favor strong and handsome men.
Unlike some countries, where men put on smoky makeup and dress up like neither men nor women, they are particularly popular.
Leon, who is well-proportioned and handsome, became her target.
"Hey, handsome guy, can you buy me a drink?" The blond woman winked at Leon.
Leon looked at him and said nothing.
"Buy me a drink and I will do whatever you want me to do," the woman added.
Calorie whistled and hinted at Leon with his crazy eyes.
Leon looked a little embarrassed at first, but this time, he immediately nodded in agreement.
After drinking a glass, the blonde woman sat down on the sofa, next to Leon's body, feeling his hard muscles, and was very satisfied.
"What do you want me to do?" The blonde woman's eyes were as charming as silk.
It's late at night and it's time to do what needs to be done. She even hinted that if you turn left after the bar, there is a youth hostel at the intersection.
Everyone looked at Leon with ambiguous eyes.
"Can I do anything?"
"Um."
Leon swallowed, hesitated, hesitated, and held it in for a long time: "Go and buy the order."
"Fuck!"
The blonde woman walked away angrily.
"Hahaha..." Calorie laughed and fell on the sofa. The Blood Knight shook his head with a bitter smile on his face.
Li Peiyun looked at Leon like he was a fool.
"..." Li Xianyu was stunned for a long time, "Was he teasing that woman just now?"
The Blood Knight took a sip of the beer in his hand and said helplessly: "No, I promise, he wants to take off the boy's hat more than anyone else."
"But Leon has gynophobia. He is a killer trained by the Holy See. He has never been in contact with women before he was eighteen years old. Because of his long-term repression, he has developed a fear of women and dare not contact them. He is afraid of contact. So he is still a woman until now. Xiao'er. She only has a good mouth, but she actually doesn't have much courage."
Li Xianyu thought about what the Blood Knight said teasing Leon when they first met.
It turned out to be the strongest king.
"This is nothing. I have seen a more terrifying form of gynophobia." Li Xianyu said: "I have a friend. In his eyes, women are like shit. The more beautiful a woman is, the more like shit. He refuses to have any relationship with anyone. When a woman has physical contact, even if he holds hands, he would like to cut off his own arm. He even finds it torturous to breathe in the same room as a woman."
"Then in his eyes, you must be the most shitty woman in the world." The Blood Knight joked.
"..."
The Blood Knight's words were like a bolt of lightning striking into Li Xianyu's mind.
Oops, I don’t know if my charm power has any effect on King Kong. Maybe it can cure his gynophobia.
If King Kong's phobia of women can be cured, it would be a great thing from the perspective of his friends and King Kong himself.
However, if the phobia of women is not cured and instead makes him obsessed with the character "Li Qianyu", it would be like shooting himself in the foot.
So, in the hustle and bustle of the bar, Li Xianyu silently gave up the idea of saving King Kong's phobia of women.
I can dress up as a woman to deceive people because of my mission, but I can't forget that I am a man, and a cross-dressing man also has dignity.
"Then what to do next?" Li Xianyu returned to his thoughts and asked.
"I don't know." Blood Knight said.
"... In this way, I will give you a chance to organize your language." Li Xianyu said.
"But I really didn't think it through." The Blood Knight shrugged: "This matter needs to be investigated, but how to investigate? After more than thirty years, the old head of the Kashub family died. "The mastermind behind the scenes "The Cardinal is also dead. The only clue is that Kurt Kashub has some details, but it is far from enough to be an important clue."
"So the Pope didn't panic at all, and didn't bother to go out and hunt him down personally. He just decided that you couldn't find out the matter." Li Xianyu said with emotion: "Ginger is still hotter than old."
"Yes, investigating cases is not suitable for me at all. I prefer to kill people with a sword, simply and simply."
"But you can't kill the Pope."
The blood knight was silent for a long time: "You girl, you are a little ignorant sometimes."
After complaining, he pinched his eyebrows in distress: "No matter who comes to this kind of case, there's nothing they can do. It's too difficult, too difficult."
"Actually, sometimes you don't need to deliberately pursue the truth, and don't push yourself too hastily, thinking about finding out the matter as soon as possible. With such a mentality, you will probably kneel down in the end." Li Xianyu drank in one breath. Half a bottle of beer, holding the bottle between his fingertips, shaking: "Anything done will leave traces. Just like the strokes drawn by a pencil on white paper, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. . And as long as it exists, it can be caught. We in China have a saying that "if you don't go, the mountain will come, and the mountain will come to you."
The blood knight repeated: If you don't go to see the mountain, the mountain will come to see you.
After a long while, he shook his head: "What do you mean?"
Li Xianyu waved his hands tiredly: "So international communication is really difficult. You don't understand the essence of our Chinese language at all."
The Blood Knight, who was learning and practicing, gave him a funny sideways look: "It's because your translation is not good enough. A good translation is not about translating the words, but about the content."
Li Xianyu shrugged: "Maybe."
"The Lord said that people with faith should abstain from sex. Indulging in desires will only lead to depravity. But if possible, I hope Leon can indulge for once." The Blood Knight suddenly said.
"Because the road ahead is long, why should you indulge yourself before you die?" Li Xianyu asked.
"This sounds really unlucky, but it is true." The Blood Knight said, "Do you know why the three of them followed me."
Li Xianyu shook his head.
"When I fought with the Pope, most people, including many old subordinates who were loyal to me, chose to side with the Pope without hesitation. Only three of them chose to follow me. Calorie and Jenny did it for their beliefs. They felt I'm right. But not Leon. Leon has followed me since he was fifteen, and it's been ten years now. Whether I am a righteous partner or a fallen cultist, he can follow me without hesitation." said the Blood Knight. .
Li Xianyu thought for a while and replaced the Pope with Buddha's head and the Blood Knight with Jingse. If one day Jingse betrays him, how many monks from Lianghua Temple will follow Jingse and leave the disciples
After thinking about it this way, I realized that the Blood Knight's charisma was unexpectedly powerful.
Li Xianyu and the Blood Knight clinked glasses and took a sip of wine. He said, "If it's convenient, tell me about the situation at that time."
"Didn't I say that a few days ago?" The Blood Knight said he didn't understand: "The Pope wanted to purify Pace, but I didn't agree, so there was a conflict."
"The Pope refuses to be accommodating?"
"Um."
"Is he usually so meticulous?"
"No, he is famous for his kindness."
"So you feel something is wrong."
"Yes."
Li Xianyu tapped the railing with his fingers, and it could be seen that the Pope was bound to win over the fallen angel. He desperately wants to "recycle" the fallen angels. According to records, the greatest function of fallen angels is to preach and control believers.
It is a sharp tool for the Holy See, but for the Yakuza masters themselves, it is actually not important.
Is the Pope's desire for fallen angels because the Holy See needs fallen angels, or does he need fallen angels
Li Xianyu prefers the former.
The Pope has been planning for many years to secretly refine fallen angels in order to expand territory and expand the power of the Holy See!
This is the truth that Li Xianyu thinks is the most reasonable.
Because fallen angels are taboo, even the Pope can only refine them secretly and cannot expose them, otherwise his image and reputation will fall apart.
Of course, all this is based on the premise that the Blood Knight is the righteous party.
Li Xianyu told the Blood Knight his speculation. After hearing this, he fell into silence.
"If that's the case, what are you going to do?" Li Xianyu asked.
"In the beginning, I just wanted to survive. I took Pace to escape and survive." The Blood Knight thought for a while and said solemnly: "If the truth is as you said, fallen angels are taboo and the Pope violated the rules, he will I must apologize.”
"I can send you a lawyer's letter." Li Xianyu laughed.
At some point, there were fewer and fewer people in the bar, and the guests left in batches. They tried their best to stay calm, but there were still some people with poor mental health who left in a hurry, looking like they were fleeing.
Li Peiyun woke up from her drunken state, stood up suddenly, and looked around vigilantly.
Leon, Jenny and others were a little slow to react, and they didn't react until half of the customers in the bar were lost.
He didn't take the opportunity to blend into the crowd, and he didn't leave immediately. He just stood silently behind the Blood Knight.
The Blood Knight was indifferent, watching quietly as the bar emptied out, the brilliant lights flashed, and the dynamic music from the speakers echoed in the wide space.
There were only six of them left in the entire bar.
Last year's Silver Alliance owed Xiu'er a lot of updates. Well, I occasionally remembered it and asked for a few chapters. This chapter is five thousand words long.
(End of chapter)