John Andreas stood at the window of his office, overlooking the brightly lit prison.
He was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was at an age where ordinary Europeans and Americans had to use crutches to support their fat belly.
John Andreas himself is a burly old man. His muscles may not be as full and energetic as those of young people, but his strength is beyond the reach of young blood descendants.
Even at night when he was about to fall asleep, John was still wearing light armor. Guarding ordinary blood prisoners naturally did not need to be so cautious, but this was purgatory, and the dungeons held extremely vicious prisoners. Everyone who is imprisoned in the dungeon is either a traitor to the Holy See or a powerful blood descendant with a notorious reputation.
The Holy See is the "police" of Europe, responsible for maintaining the peace of the blood community in Europe. The major families in Europe unanimously recognize the status of the Holy See.
It doesn't work without recognition. Although the Holy See has withdrawn from the stage of history and European politics, it is still the hegemon in the blood world. One Emperor and Two Knights, if you look around the world, you can't find another force with such profound foundations, and there are also eighteen top S-class ones.
John Andreas is 70 years old this year. Among ordinary people, it is time to retire. But in the vampire world, even though he is an old man, he is far from bedridden to recuperate.
Blood descendants rarely lie in bed waiting to die. Many old people were alive and well one day, but suddenly realized their destiny the next night and died peacefully.
Andreas was born as a Discipline Knight. He made a mistake when he was young and was driven to Purgatory to work as a small jailer. After decades of hard work, he finally sat on the throne of the warden and became the top leader in Purgatory.
Andreas was a devout believer in the Lord and devoted his whole life to the Holy See. His two sons also sacrificed for the Holy See. He now has only one grandson left. John Andreas attaches great importance to this grandson and uses his authority to arrange a position for him in Purgatory. Tie your grandson tightly to your side.
... ... .
In the lounge dedicated to the Minister of Security, young Kuller Andeas got dressed, lit a cigar, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and drank while leaning on the table.
The blonde sat beside the rest bed and put on her clothes slowly. Culler Andreas took out a stack of cash from the drawer and threw it to her: "Be careful when you leave, don't let the surveillance camera catch you."
The life of a prison guard is very boring. The huge prison traps both guards and prisoners here. Drinking is not allowed during work, so the only people to relieve worries and boredom are women.
Fortunately, the most indispensable thing in the City of Satan is call girls.
Culler's ideal is to become a Knight of the Order and contribute to the discipline of the Holy See like his grandfather did when he was young. But grandpa doesn’t allow it.
I can't become a knight, and I don't want to be a priest, so I can only work as a prison guard here.
"Thank you." The woman came over, held Kule's face, and kissed him passionately.
Moreover, the prison guards were very generous and made them happy to serve them. The casual rewards were enough for the women to rest for more than half a month.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door.
Kuhler motioned for the woman to leave quickly.
The woman twisted her hips, opened the door, and met the young prison guard at the door. She gave him a wink and passed by.
"What's the matter?" Kuler looked at the young prison guard. He was wearing an ordinary uniform and looked familiar. He must have been a young prison guard outside.
"The monitoring room said there is something wrong with your surveillance screen. Let me come over and take a look." said the young prison guard.
"It's okay, I'll recover soon." Kuler nodded.
Knowing that the other party was just asking a question as usual, he summoned the call girl during work, and of course the surveillance in the lounge had to be turned off.
"Is there anything else?"
The young prison guard did not leave, but stared directly at him.
"It's okay," he said.
"Let's go then, why are you standing here?" Kuler frowned.
"I don't know, there's a voice in my head that won't let me leave." The young prison guard said, closing the door to the lounge.
Click!
At the same time as the sound of the door closing, a translucent illusory figure stepped out from the young prison guard.
Her golden blond hair is spread around her waist, her skin is as white as milk, and her eyes as blue as the sea are deep and charming because of the deep eye sockets of Western women.
Behind him, a pair of black wings spread out.
"Fallen Angel Pace!"
Ku Le was so frightened that Ding Ding trembled and his expression changed drastically.
The betrayal of the Blood Knight has become the hottest topic in the Holy See recently. The knight who was supposed to be the most loyal to the Holy See, the leader of the main defense force in the world, actually betrayed the Holy See. This was a huge blow to the members of the Holy See.
The reason why he betrayed the Holy See was to collude with the cult and refine fallen angels.
That fallen angel is the leader of the Templar Knights of the previous generation, Pace.
This face, this image, is easy to recognize.
Kuler had no time to resist, Pess flapped his wings, and the powerful mental impact caused his mind to go blank and he briefly lost consciousness.
... ...
"Dong dong dong!"
In the warden's office, John Andreas was old after all. After arranging his night's work tasks, he planned to go to sleep.
As an old man with only one grandson left, he really had no home to go to and stayed in purgatory all day long. This two hundred square meter office is his home. Two-thirds of the area is occupied by offices, and one-third is occupied by living areas.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
John Andreas said.
The door opened, and in came his grandson Kuller Andreas.
"Kule, what's the matter?" John was a little surprised. At this time, his grandson would not come to him.
Either playing with women in his lounge or fooling around in Satan City after get off work.
His grandson was very idealistic when he was a child, and his goal was to become an excellent knight of the Discipline Order. But John didn't agree. Knights were the most dangerous job, and they could die at any time. Kuler's talent was actually very average. He was the kind of master who would definitely become cannon fodder in the event of a large-scale conflict.
So he tied him to his side. Within a few years, his grandson degenerated into a second generation who drank and played with women, relying on his protection to get by.
It's actually quite good.
Kuhler didn't speak, just looked at his grandfather.
Grandfather and grandson looked at each other for a moment, understanding each other silently.
"John, stay quiet, don't alert the guards outside, and don't touch the alarm, otherwise your grandson will die." Pace floated out from behind Kuler and looked at the old man with a smile: "Long time no see. .”
"Long time no see, Captain Pace." John Andreas looked calmly: "I didn't expect you to still remember me, a little person."
"You are already so old, more than thirty years ago, and everything outside has changed." Pess said.
"You obviously didn't come to Purgatory just to catch up with a little person like me." John Andreas said.
"I need your help with something."
"As long as you don't hurt my grandson or violate your principles." John said, his eyes moved away from his grandson and fell on Pace: "You are trying to find someone from me, right?"
Pace raised her eyebrows: "You know?"
"Greene Adolf." Seeing her raise his eyebrows again, John Andreas looked unkind and hurriedly explained: "I was originally a young knight of the Discipline Regiment, and was deeply appreciated by the leader of the regiment, Quinn..."
Pace sneered: "If you appreciate me, you will be sent here to be a prison guard. You will stay there for fifty years."
"Captain Quinn Adams arranged a mission for me. He asked me to take a good look at Green Adolphe and ensure that he would not die in purgatory due to various accidents. Because of the help of the old commander, I To get to where we are now.”
"What else did he tell you?"
"No."
Pace stared at John Adams' face, feeling his mental fluctuations. People will have mental fluctuations when they lie. According to psychology, you can lie to others, but you can't lie to yourself. You know you are lying. , this kind of psychology will feed back to the mental fluctuations to a certain extent.
John wasn't lying, unless he was a mentally powerful master.
It seems that Quinn Adams has long known that something might be wrong with the Pope, and has many back-up plans secretly. It is not necessarily to fall out with the Pope, but to prepare for a rainy day.
Pess secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The Holy See was such a place, with many talents and their own ideas and concepts, which relieved them a lot of troubles.
To be on the safe side, she did not return Culler to John. "I need to take my teacher away. You are the warden and have this authority and ability. I know it may cause you some trouble, but you have no choice."
The other party promised Quinn to take good care of the teacher, but he may not be willing to let him go. Because if the teacher escapes, he will be held responsible.
"Can I ask what you want to do?" John tentatively asked.
"I want to find out the truth about everything," Pace said.
... ...
Late at night, 11:30 pm.
The door of Ruta Prison opened, and the escort vehicle drove away from the prison and disappeared into the rainy night.
The high beams were turned on, illuminating two dense curtains of rain. The raindrops hit the roof of the car, and the crackling sound echoed in the car.
John and his grandson were sitting quietly in the car. The dim light in the car shone on the master and apprentice who reunited after a long separation. Pess condensed into a solid body, holding a knife in her hand, helping Old Green trim his beard and hair.
She cried a little just now, because she had lost her body and could not shed tears, so she could only cry.
The Knights Templar had three consecutive generations of captains, and it can be said that they had a miserable life. Old Green was imprisoned in purgatory for fifty years. When Pace was in her prime, she was assassinated and suppressed in a dark place for thirty years. She just escaped from the trap.
The current leader, Donde Hilbert, is now also a traitor to the Holy See.
"Is your host the blood knight?"
Old Green shaved his beard cleanly and cut his hair short, turning into a thin and handsome old man. After being imprisoned for fifty years, his cheeks were slightly sunken and his eyes were cloudy. But there is no big problem with my body.
He had never seen a student's student before, so he called Tang De "that blood knight".
Pace nodded.
"Teacher, what should we do now? What happened back then? Why did you attack the Pope." Pace asked.
(End of chapter)