[Quick Transmigration] Healing System

Lord Osley had a dream.

In the dream, there was a huge hanging garden, with exotic flowers and plants everywhere, and the light was bright, but it would not burn his skin.

The young man with white wings was sitting by the pool in the center of the garden, singing an unknown song softly.

[what are you doing here? ] Lord Osley asked him.

[I am waiting for you. ] The young man looked up at where he was standing, and replied gently.

The young man's appearance is very oriental, handsome but somewhat delicate, but for the identity of an angel, this should be the most attractive appearance.Lord Osley has seen not many humans and non-humans, but his weak aesthetic sense tells him that this angel should be regarded as a good-looking one.

To be honest, he doesn't even know what he looks like.

After all, he hasn't grown taller in 200 years, and looking in the mirror makes him feel very weak.

Osley stood on the spot and thought wildly for a while. When he came back to his senses, the young man's wings had been fully unfolded, blocking the light from the clouds. Although Osley saw the shadow side of the wings, he could still feel it. Every wing is shining with holy light.

Before he reached out to touch it, the dream began to shatter layer by layer.

He wakes up in his custom coffin.

Thick curtains isolated the outside sunlight from the castle, and in the bedroom there was only an old kerosene lamp burning next to the bookshelf, and the light and shadow flickered on the yellowed wallpaper.Osley yawned before lazily crawling out of the coffin.

Twelve o'clock sharp.

Skeleton Brad butler didn't call him up this morning for special plasma.

Something big must have happened.Osley didn't realize anything was wrong until he passed the stained glass windows.

Then he found the servant in charge of his life in the hall sharing muffins and smoked chicken breast pizza with the young man.

Too much.

unacceptable.

Osley was so angry that his fangs grew twice as long, and then rushed over to squeeze away the maids who were vying for pizza. After he felt that he had created enough momentum, he raised his head and stared at the surprised young man with ferocious eyes. people.

"Good morning, Lord Osley." Li An wiped the crumbs from his hands and greeted Osley in a friendly manner.

Osley didn't want to respond to Lean because he was angry.

"Those are leftover muffins and pizzas from the store last night." Guessing the reason for Osley's expression with his toes, Li An shrugged and took out another basket behind him, "There are still There is a cake specially prepared for you, which is unique."

Do you think this will appease a four-hundred-year-old vampire?

Of course! !He likes sweets the most! Ho Ho Ho Ho!I am so happy to eat a unique portion☆!

When Li An sat with his head propped up and watched the vampire carefully stuff the cake into his mouth with his small fangs, he felt that the silly, sweet Osley must have a super self-healing ability, and he seemed quite easy to satisfy and Feel happy.

It can be seen how boring Osley's vampire career is usually.

"Do you like flowers?" Li An asked.

Osley snorted, with a puzzled look on his pale face.

"For example, passionflower flowers are very suitable as condiments for cakes." Li An raised his empty left hand and waved lightly in front of Osley, a small flower of three colors suddenly appeared in front of him between the index and middle fingers.

Lord Osley bit the iron spoon that was going to dig out the cake in a daze.

"Or, do you prefer ordinary flower seeds?" Li An also raised his empty right hand, snapped his fingers lightly, and when he closed his hand, there was a bright and dripping rose between his fingers.

"...Is this human magic?" Osley asked after thinking for a while.

"This is not magic, it's the ability of an angel." Li An said seriously.

It seemed that Osley seldom attended family gatherings, and often came to visit his distant aunt. She was very dismissive of such useless little tricks and would only teach him to draw a lethal five-pointed star circle.And in the non-human world, only children under the age of one hundred will show off this area.

Li An looked at the convinced Osley, and felt a little guilty.

Osley ate his lunch until tea-time.

His affection for Li An skyrocketed, almost approaching the status of his distant aunt in his mind.

When parting, Osley decided to give Li An something instead, but there was really nothing in the castle that could be given away casually. After thinking about it for a while, he still handed over the choice to Li An.

The young man blinked and pondered for a while at the door in trouble, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he asked, "Can I advance a goodnight kiss?"

"Goodnight kiss?"

"Just a ritual of making up for true friends, okay?"

Before Osley agreed, the young man leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, and then quickly disappeared at the end of the path.

The breath of green grass, with the temperature like sunshine.

Like the mark left by the light.

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Red is a chaotic and passionate color.

The night began to spread from the foot of the mountain in the distance. The silvery-white full moon and the sun that lost its temperature were distributed on both sides of the sky. The clouds quickly burned into a fiery red, and the color gradually deepened as time went on, mixing into a depressing deep purple. .

Kathy stopped and glanced at the village which was 10 minutes away from here, gave up the idea of ​​stopping to rest, and decided to go all the way to the village to find a temporary residence.

He was ordered to go here to find the whereabouts of the devil, although he personally thinks that the devil is something that only exists in fairy tales.

In fact, according to relevant records, the monster king has disappeared for more than 100 years.

Casey's profession is a knight, but people prefer to call him a trainee knight a brave man.

Since he is a brave man, defeating the devil is a necessary task for his profession.

He twisted his stiff neck, looked deeper into the village, and continued to walk forward with the glory of a knight.

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