give me some blood

Chapter 9 God Doesn't Exist

Hundreds of years ago when Nietzsche said that God was dead, I learned how to worship their gods and exorcise evil spirits from a group of great wizards in South America.Thank goodness I wasn't among their evil spirits.It is really a very happy thing to run back and forth in the jungle with bare buttocks.My dear great wizard friend was very sad about the fact that I couldn't get tattoos on my body. No matter how I got my body, the tattoos would disappear. In the end, he concluded that I was the incarnation of a great god.But then the chief threw his daughter on my bed and I ran away.After returning to the castle, the butler threw a copy of "Thus Spoke Zarathustra" to me, saying that it was quite fashionable recently, and I was overjoyed.In my place, God died a long time ago. At that time, Ben Ben completely kicked his legs and died.

"Sir, let's rest here." Uncle Saint took me into a three-story building on the side of the road, and the building was still cool.

"How's the appointment going?" I asked.The subordinates of Uncle Saint's hometown, because the Somar Heights is relatively close to Luhu Lake, have already arrived first and collected information first.To save Naize, you need to make an appointment with Cardinal Valentine Van Lundin, who is in charge of the Inquisition.But it is estimated that Fan Lundin is still more interested in the little rent-collecting boy and gold, and needs to wait.

"It's been going well so far, but we haven't got a firm agreement yet. Please rest for a while." Abraham replied.

"Tell me about Naze's current situation."

"Yes, sir, Duke Ophelia is currently being held near the Titan Prison, which specializes in holding heretics, guarded by 5000 paladins and 20 cardinals. I don't know much about magic, but he seems to be held in a very The place of strong restrictions. The possibility of directly robbing the prison is very small. And on the day of the judgment, the pope will also go, so it will affect the judgment result..." Uncle Saint's face rarely showed embarrassment.

"When is the verdict?" I continued to ask.

"Seven days later," he replied.

"Okay, I understand. In short, I want to see Naize first, and you can arrange it." This is the conclusion I came to.

"Understood." Abraham replied, "In addition, we have written the name of Baron Frank on the appointment letter first, and I hope you will approve."

I nodded and walked to the bed.Pushing the shutters open, you can clearly see the spire of St. Josephine's Cathedral.

As for why the blood king was sent to the Inquisition instead of directly killing him, Lan later told me that the reason was this. The right to tax property and land belongs to the Church.And Nazawa is a duke.

It's ridiculous that something that has been corrupted from the inside is still incomparably beautiful from the outside. (I didn't even insinuate, don't think too much)

The next day, Bishop Asa of the Ministry of the Eastern Churches promised to take us into the Titan Prison, but in order to deceive others, we needed to disguise ourselves as... food.

The prison is located in the outskirts of Benedict, and the place where Nezer is being held is behind the Titan Prison.In the middle of a huge magic circle, there is a small courtyard.The magic circle was surrounded by paladins as thick as locusts on the inner and outer three floors, and two guys in red clothes with staffs were wandering around.It seems that 20 cardinals is an imaginary number.

I was escorted behind by one of Abraham's servants, with my hands bound, my head bowed, my face was covered with lead ash, and I was wearing tattered clothes that smelled like wild animal excrement. In front of me, Bishop Asa.Take us a long way.

At the outermost part of the magic circle, a guy in red greeted Asa.

"What is this for, Bishop Asa?" The guy who greeted him had a shrill voice.

"Give that guy something to eat. It's said to be his last wish. The Pope said he can fulfill it." Bishop Asa shook his head, appearing friendly, "May the Lord forgive that sinful soul, Amen."

So we were put in.

Asa and the servant stopped outside the gate of the courtyard, motioning for me to scream inside when the conversation was over, and the servant went in and took my "dead body" away with a sack.

In order to pretend, Bishop Asa opened the door, and the footman kicked me behind me, and I rolled into a curtain wall of reflected light from the magic circle.I thought to myself, Grandpa Naizawa, I’m here to save you, so please don’t eat me.

Go in, roll over, look up, I'm going, isn't this like a prison?

A typical Mediterranean-style farmyard, a small house painted white, shone incomparably under the sunlight.There are coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme in the yard, and there is a set of rustic white tables and chairs on the front porch. On one of the chairs, a person sits drinking afternoon tea

"This guy turned out to be a prison..." I whispered to myself.

The buddies drinking tea on the front porch were obviously in a very good mood, "The Church believes that what humans like is what vampires hate, for example, fragrant vanilla, and this beautiful white color and this beautiful sunshine." The other party raised his glass, "Since you also think the scenery here is very beautiful, come and have afternoon tea with me." Then he made a gesture of asking to sit down.

"Thank you." I sat down on the empty chair on the other side.

"Are you Mo? Alhambra?" Listening to his voice for the first time, there is a kind of power that is not gentle but demagogic.And his pure black eyes stared at me, those pupils were as bright as stars.This is something I have never felt from Ann's memory, maybe he was too gentle to Ann, this is pure, the air of a king.

"Yes, I am. Are you Mr. Nazer? Ofelia? It's the first time we meet." I replied.

"We met for the first time." He nodded, "I heard about you from An, a boy with black hair and black eyes, what did you come to see me for?"

"I hope you can help me unravel the curse on my body." I told the truth.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows.

"I have the curse that King Edward asked the magician to cast on me, for 28 days, if, if..." Uh, how to say this disgusting curse is suitable for the current afternoon tea atmosphere, I am extremely puzzled.

"I understand, I can undo this curse, but it's impossible here. This courtyard prohibits all my power release." Naizawa answered.

"Then if I save you..."

"I'm here to meet my doomsday, Mr. Alhambra." He shook his head lightly, "Although I really want to save you, and it's not easy for you to get me out of here."

"There is one more thing that urges me to come to you, and that's why I know you're here." I'll go and find someone as powerful as the blood king in 28 days. What a joke, I still have a card in hand.

"Sure enough, I can't leave Ann behind." Speaking of Ann, Naizawa's mask collapsed in an instant, and his voice lost its original defense and became tense.

"Mr. Naize, Ann said that he likes you. You don't know how much he likes you, so at least, please have a good talk with him before you die."

"……"silence.

I could see Naizawa's fingers tapping lightly on one side of the chair, as if to knock out a few syllables on the piano.

"I said, child, you may not understand me. A cursed existence like us, especially mine, sometimes feels like it's enough."

"But Ann didn't."

"So I hope to leave him, so, at least..."

"He likes you." I settled on these four words, the glass heart of an old man, open it quickly, don't be arrogant.

"……"silence.

I like silence.The silence of the other party is shaking, and shaking is playing.I looked at the clouds in the sky bored, ah, this one looks like a butt, ah, that one looks like cow dung.

"How are you going to save me?" Natsu asked.

"On the way to the Inquisition, destroy the magic circle that restrains you, and we will take care of it." This is my judgment.

"No," Nazer shook his head. "My request is to unlock the Inquisition. I have something to talk to Pope Nicholas face to face. That's the purpose of coming here."

"Ms. Cynthia, were you killed by him?" I asked tentatively.

"Smart kid, do you want to consider coming to me to develop?" Naize smiled, but he neither answered yes nor no.

Sometimes when recalling this memory, you will find that old fritters like Naize are so far-sighted. "Do you want to consider coming to me to develop?" It is not the words of a person who is actively looking for death.At that time, Jie was on his chessboard, and I was still too tender.

Discussed the procedure with Naizawa. After he enters the court for trial, someone will open the restraint on it, and then he can escape after talking with the Pope.Considering the speed of the blood race, go directly to Jie's barracks to meet up.

"Okay, that's it." Naizawa nodded, and suddenly his voice became particularly cheerful. I suddenly felt that it was consistent with the tone of Edward's minister who harmed him, "You were sent in as food~"

"(⊙o⊙)...Grandpa, don't scare me..." My liver trembled.

"You don't know, among the more than 100 vampires sent to work for Edward, you are very famous, and you are ranked No.1 on the list that I most want to suck. You must know that the previous list was all girls under the age of 16. "Grandpa Naizawa licked his lips, enjoying himself very much.

"Come on, kid..." An arm stretched out from the other side, and a slender and cold index finger touched my cheek. I really thought he was joking.

Just as he was about to answer something, while maintaining this ambiguous posture, the sound of the door opening sounded, and someone strode in from the side that reflected the light.

The red clothes seemed to be several ranks higher than Beasha's clothes, at least the senior members of the Privy Council.Just when I was done thinking about it, that buddy said something that puzzled me in a very puzzled tone:

"Mo, why are you here?"

Sometimes fate is so scary, two people who have a bond can be drawn together no matter how far away they are.The silk thread of our evil fate, from this moment, is entangled together again.

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