Original God's Dark Priest

My name...Saphire.

This is the name my mother gave me and it is also a gift.

The only gift.

I am an angel born in the realm of God. My mother is an angel, but my father is not. He is a devil.

Angels and demons were not supposed to have children, but God made a joke on me and I was born. Well, with half the blood of a demon, I was born in the divine domain that belongs to the kingdom of angels. As a young person, I didn’t know what this meant.

All I know is that my mother died after giving birth to me.

My father died before I was born, well, killed by an angel.

During the countless nights I spent alone, I occasionally looked at the bright moon in the sky. Maybe my mother went to find my father. Their love was as strong as gold, and they were willing to risk the world's disapproval and go beyond the laws of nature.

Even if they die, they will overcome all kinds of difficulties and obstacles to get together, but they left me behind.

What am I in their eyes?

There is no answer to this question.

Fortunately, angels don't have such a strong emphasis on blood relations, and most newborns are under unified management. This makes me look less conspicuous, but it's only temporary.

As I grow older, angel wings finally grow out of my back. Every angel looks forward to the day when his wings appear, but I don't look forward to it.

I have a hunch that it might not be a good thing for me.

The inner resistance can't change anything. That day finally came. Under the bath of holy light, a white wing appeared behind my back. But everyone watching this scene had unpleasant expressions because I only had one. The silver wing, the other one, is black.

Yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago. How could the bloodline given to me by my demon father be hidden so easily? I was exposed after all.

Exposed in front of everyone, as if without a trace, facing everyone's scrutiny, and...scorn.

But what did I do wrong?

Probably, this is what is called, existence itself is a mistake.

The other angels' dislike of me became undisguised, my former playmates and friends began to distance themselves from me, and I became alone.

Fortunately, no one thought of erasing my stain on the divine realm, so I survived successfully and joined the Angel Guard.

It was an organization responsible for foreign wars, and its duty was to fight against demons and other hostile forces.

When I learned the news, I clearly saw the malicious smiles on the faces of others. Yes, the Angel Guard has a very high battle loss rate, and it is almost impossible for a young angel like me to join. What is hidden in this? I don’t know how many unknown dangers there are.

Because it's useless even if I know, I can't resist, they are all waiting for the day I die on the battlefield.

I was sent to Hengduan Mountain. There was nothing special there, but the enemies were special, and they were special to those people.

The enemy is the devil.

I, with half of the demon blood, participated in the crusade against the demons as an angel.

Who came up with this idea? What a bad taste. However, I enjoyed it.

Because I hate demons, if it weren’t for my father being a demon, wouldn’t my mother have died? Would I not be like this...

The battle was much easier than I thought, and my combat power far surpassed that of most angels. Until that day, I met a man who called himself the Demon Archduke.

"Little angel, you don't look simple. Are you a 'name-bearer'?" The demon archduke said so, with strange flames burning on his body, looking very scary.

I don't know what Chimei is. I just know that this guy is stronger than any enemy I have ever encountered. I can't beat him.

Not only that, everyone around me tacitly agreed not to interfere with the battle between us, even the captain. Everyone was looking forward to seeing me die at the hands of the demon in front of me.

But I'm not a devil, why do they want to transfer their hatred to me?

I didn't have time to think about it carefully. I was overwhelmed by the attacks of the Demon Archduke. I kept resisting the defenses, and I fell into a disadvantage.

My face is stained with blood, the blade of my sword is dripping with blood, and the silver helmet on my body is dyed red. I am accustomed to all this because I have spent every day like this since I came to this battlefield.

The Demon Archduke's offensive continued, and he sneered as he launched the attack: "Those birdmen are really stupid. With your ability, you must be a name-bearing angel who has been blessed with a name, but you did not cultivate it properly, and instead were used as cannon fodder. Throw it here? Even the weapons and equipment are so shabby.

Well, killing you here can be regarded as solving a hidden danger. Judging from your appearance, you haven't even activated the Holy Seal, right? Haha, I didn't have the protection of the saint, but I got the protection of the Name Holder, but I didn't activate the name mark. Those bird people are so stupid that I want to cheer for them. "

His attack suddenly became fierce. If I wasn't paying attention, the sword in my hand was knocked out, and I was about to be killed by him in the next second.

At the critical moment of life and death, what I think of is not panic and fear, but relief. That's what it is. This is my fate. This is how I should die here, so as not to attract people's eyes when I go back. That's it, it's good. .

The expected pain did not come. What stood in front of me was a tall and majestic figure. He raised the holy sword in his hand and annihilated the demon with the holy fire.

His long golden hair was fluttering in the wind. I looked at his back until he turned around. This process seemed to last a century.

"Name-bearing angel? Why are you here?" The man's voice was very pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains, and like a breeze, plucking my heartstrings.

But I don't know what he is talking about. I don't understand this.

Seeing that I didn't respond, a trace of doubt flashed in his blue eyes: "You don't know me?"

I know Michael. This man’s name is probably known to all angels, but I dare not speak because I am not qualified to talk to him.

He is the archangel who rules the angel legion, and I am just a despicable mixed-race race, a lower-class angel who was born with sin.

Seeing that I kept my head down and didn't speak, Michael seemed to have given up. He walked past me with the holy sword in hand. When passing me, I stepped aside for fear of touching his bright golden color. His holy armor has tarnished his glory.

As if seeing my embarrassment, he paused and then sighed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If you are unable to do anything during a deadly battle, shout out the name engraved in your heart, and it will become The mark imprinted in your soul will help you overcome obstacles and I wish you victory."

The name in my heart... I hesitated for a long time, and finally, I spoke out the phrase that had been buried in my heart: "Safir...my name...Safir."

After a long, long time, I understood the meaning of name-holding, which is a ritual that gives power to others. The person who receives the name will inherit most of the power of the namer. At the same time, the namer will lose this part of the power and can never get it back.

At that moment, I roughly understood why my mother died. She was determined to die. After bringing me into this world, she gave everything and then left.

I am the continuation of her life. To other angels, I am a stain on the divine realm and a joke. But to my mother, I am the unique Saphire who has inherited everything from her.

Yes, this is my name. It was given to me by my mother who gave up her life. It is a unique gift that will accompany me throughout my life.

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Liyue Port, in front of Wanmin Hall.

Gan Yu's question was a bit nonsensical, and Ke Qing couldn't help scratching her head after hearing it: "What happened when you were a child? Nothing at all?"

"Eh? Really?" Hearing Ke Qing say no, Gan Yu immediately let out a long sigh of relief, "Huh - great... I'm still worried that she always talks about irrelevant topics with others while chatting. …I’m afraid she will also tell you those boring gossip about me…”

Keqing smiled and gave Gan Yu a reassuring look: "I didn't mention it at all, so you don't have to worry."

"Now that we have talked about it, Ke Qing is not at all curious about the gossip that makes Gan Yu care about it?" Little Paimeng was a little surprised at Ke Qing's determination. If it had been anyone else, he wouldn't have been able to bear it. Let's keep asking.

No one knows whether Little Paimon's reminder moved Ke Qing's heart, but Gan Yu suddenly became frightened: "Ah! Please... please don't say it!"

Ying and little Paimon knew the story of Gan Yu's childhood. Gan Yu knew this very well, because that guy Safire once told her and gave her the nickname Coconut Sheep.

For this reason, Gan Yu complained to Safire for a long time, but in the end he was able to coax him with various gifts.

Ying and Paimon also knew Gan Yu's temperament and wisely did not take the initiative to say anything.

Keqing didn't care about this, she shook her head: "Of course, I'm neither curious nor inquiring. Gan Yu has secrets that he doesn't want others to know, so others shouldn't interfere. It's a matter of 'politeness', that's how it should be , isn’t it?”

"You are so upright and awe-inspiring! You convinced me." Little Paimon looked at Keqing who looked upright and admired.

Gan Yu was also very moved and looked at Keqing with gratitude: "Keqing...you...I understand, thank you. You are indeed a gentle and considerate person...just as I thought."

Ke Qing immediately felt a little embarrassed after being praised by Gan Yu. She turned her face away awkwardly and said shyly: "It's really true that you suddenly said something like this... you should go back and do your work."

"That's true. Everyone, I still have work to deal with, so I'll take my leave now. Please take good care of Ke Qing." Gan Yu also understood that he was a bit offended by what he said, so he ended the topic in a hurry and ran away.

Keqing, who was left with a face of shame and annoyance, was furious and helpless at her back.

Looking at Gan Yu walking away, Ying blinked: "Keqing, Gan Yu seemed like your sister just now."

"Ugh... don't listen to her." Keqing immediately retorted. She wanted to say that Ying and Safire looked like each other's daughters when they were together!

But before they could say this, Xiang Ling suddenly interrupted them: "Everyone! I just thought of something! I just saw the True Lord and then I remembered, could this Kitchen God be an immortal too? ?”

After Xiang Ling's reminder, little Paimon nodded: "It's possible!"

Keqing looked at the excited faces of Xiangling and Paimon, and opened her mouth without saying anything. In fact, she knew that the Kitchen God was an immortal from the beginning, but Safiir told her that the history they pursued was more profound. , she didn’t even think about asking the immortal.

In fact, this is because Keqing is worrying too much. Safire actually means that she will not tell them everything so simply. She wants them to work hard, and the final result will be memorable. She hopes that Keqing can be more careful. Cherish this hard-won result.

As for the identity of the Kitchen God, in fact, everyone will be told about the Kitchen God Stone on the day of Zhuyue Festival.

Xiangling had never heard Safier say such a thing. She analyzed it carefully in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more it made sense, so she suggested: "Then we should ask the immortal for help. I think the master might be able to help. "

Although Xiangling is a disciple of the Immortal family, she actually doesn’t know much about immortals. Not only does she not know Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun, but she also doesn’t know much about the stories of immortals than ordinary people. She even doesn’t know Safiir at all. relationship with the immortal, otherwise she would suggest going to Safire instead of Grandma Ping.

Because no matter how you look at it, the one who has the closest relationship with them is Safir.

Ying originally wanted to suggest asking Safire directly, but felt that it was not appropriate to reveal Safire's identity casually, so he simply let Xiangling do the work. She was just a fisherman, so she could just follow behind and watch the show.

Keqing became interested in the great master mentioned by Xiang Ling: "Master? Does it mean that your teacher is an immortal?"

"Yes! She is in Yujingtai. I will take you to find her!" Xiangling nodded and took them to find Grandma Ping.

In Yujing Terrace, Grandma Ping sat at the table and slowly wiped the teapot in her hand. This was her treasure and she cherished it very much.

Just as she was wiping, Xiangling's crisp voice came from a distance: "Master——"

She raised her head and saw Xiang Ling and her group running over. Guo Ba came over and said hello.

Seeing the junior and old friend Guo Ba in front of her, Grandma Ping smiled and said, "Xiang Ling is here."

"Is Xiangling's master Grandma Ping?" Little Paimon seemed to have discovered a new world. She leaned close to Ying's ear, "Then what should Xiangling call Safire?"

"Oh, everyone talks about their own things." Ying waved her hands quickly, and then looked at the others quietly.

Ke Qing also looked at Xiang Ling in surprise. She knew very well that Grandma Ping was an immortal. After all, they had fought side by side during the defense battle of Qunyu Pavilion: "This is really unexpected..."

"Master, how are you doing these days?" Xiangling smiled and greeted Grandma Ping.

Grandma Ping smiled and nodded: "That's great. Everyone, you are actually free to visit me today."

Her eyes swept over everyone, smiled at Ying and little Paimon, stayed on Ke Qing for a few seconds, and then nodded.

"Master, we have something to ask you. Do you know the Kitchen God?" Xiangling looked at Grandma Ping with expectation in her eyes, wanting to get the answer.

Grandma Ping didn't expect Xiangling and the others to come here for this purpose, so she laughed and said, "Kitchen God. Of course I know."

This made Ke Qing very surprised, and then hesitated a little. Grandma Ping, with her sharp eyesight, immediately discovered something unusual about Ke Qing. She asked softly: "Do you seem to have something on your mind?"

"Ah, um. That's it." Ke Qing was seen through and didn't hide anything. She told Grandma Ping exactly what she and Safire had said, as well as their investigation experience. Of course, she didn't say anything This was what Safire said. It can be regarded as hiding her identity for her.

After listening to Keqing's story, Grandma Ping laughed: "So that's it, haha. Is that what that guy said? Then, I want to ask you, in your opinion, does the so-called rule of man mean completely breaking away from the immortal family? What about the system where the entire Liyue is completely controlled by Qixing?

Or, let me put it another way, do you think accepting help from immortals when necessary will have any impact on human governance? "

Keqing frowned and thought, and after a long time she answered: "I...I'm not sure. Maybe Liyue who is completely separated from the immortals is a bit too extreme. I feel...this is not the Liyue I want to achieve."

Grandma Ping looked at her with a smile, waiting for the next step. Ying, Paimon Jr., and Xiangling also fell silent. They felt that this topic was very important and did not intend to interrupt.

"I feel very contradictory. After we take over the power from the emperor, we shoulder the responsibility. This makes me very... panic." Ke Qing said her words carefully, "But many times I also find that the existence of immortals is necessary. This is an objective fact and cannot be changed by Qixing's wishful thinking.

For example, Qiqi from Bubulu, Ganyu, and the Demon-Conquering Monkey King at Wangshu Inn. They have dedicated themselves silently in Liyue. We enjoy the fruits of their efforts, but we can't wait to deny them. This is wrong.

However, it is also despicable to talk about human governance while enjoying the sacrifices of immortals with peace of mind. I have thought about the problem between humans and immortals for a long time, but I can't find a solution. Because I gradually understood that human governance needs to be implemented, but we cannot do without immortals, I..."

"Hahaha, you see it very clearly, but there is one thing you don't understand." Seeing Keqing analyzing the situation with herself so frankly, Grandma Ping was in a good mood, so she planned to give a warning.

Ke Qing looked at Grandma Ping in confusion, wondering what she had overlooked.

"Immortals are not ordinary people. What we want is not Mora, status, honor, and recognition. These things that are attractive to ordinary people are not worth mentioning to immortals. After all, you have made one mistake, that is, The immortals treated them as ordinary people, for fear of offending the immortals.

But actually, we don't need any of this at all. "Grandma Ping turned her back and looked at the glazed lilies blooming in the flowerbed aside. After the sowing by Saffir during the last Hai Lantern Festival, blue flowers are now blooming everywhere in Liyue Port, which is very beautiful.

"What the Immortal wants is just a peaceful and stable Liyue that represents our meaningful and valuable contributions. To the Immortal, you are all children. How can any parent really get angry with their children?

Parents are the happiest when a child becomes independent. Who has ever stipulated that after a child becomes independent, he cannot seek help from his parents when encountering difficulties? "