communion

"Are you awake?" César brushed away the broken hair on Cantrella's forehead, and his light-colored thin lips curled into a slight arc.

"Hmm." Cantrella rubbed his eyes, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Ten hours." César handed Cantrella a clean shirt, "Go downstairs—Rachel and Lilim made breakfast."

"It's really strange." Cantrella slowly buttoned the last button, "Rachel used to blow up the kitchen many times at home."

"Rachel has also grown a lot over the years."

"I'm sorry for her," Cantrella sighed. "The last thing she said to me was to bring me back alive—I broke my word."

"It's not your fault." César squeezed Cantrella's palm reassuringly, "What happened back then would have the same result if it was me."

"Back then? Sigh, I really want to remember everything quickly..." Cantrella squinted his eyes, looking a little depressed, "Cesar, did I make you wait too long?"

"I'm willing to wait no matter how long it takes for you." César said solemnly, "Cantrella, you are..."

"Hey!" Lilim kicked open the door and successfully interrupted César's confession, "What are you doing so long? The bread is going to be cold."

"Do you want to be beaten to death by me? The fifth generation." César's blue eyes were filled with blood red.

"No." Rachel nimbly entered the room and stopped in front of Lilim, "Rachel likes Lilim, you can't kill her."

"Fifth-generation species?" Cantrella turned his gaze around Lilim, "What is the fifth-generation species?"

"The fifth generation of artificial demons." Sizer said calmly, "Lilim is the only one with self-awareness among all the experimental subjects."

Cantrera expressed shock.

"Ceizer is right." Lilim winked at Cantrella, "Yuan, it's too wonderful."

"Life is like this." Rachel added, "There are surprises everywhere."

"Crack, click." Rachel was chewing on the toast, her cheeks puffed up and down like some kind of small animal, noticing Cantrella's gaze on her, Rachel blinked, and looked towards Cantrera. Ra also stuffed a piece of bread in his mouth.

César brought two cups of coffee over, gently placed one in front of Cantrella, and sat beside Cantrella very naturally.

Lilim was wearing glasses and was reading the morning newspaper with a lady's cigarette between her fingers.

The three most important people in Cantrella's life got together wonderfully, surrounded by the morning sun and the aroma of coffee beans, warm and natural.

"Cesar, what happened to the next generation yesterday?" Lilim stubbed out her cigarette and asked casually.

"A laboratory accident." César took a sip of his coffee. "The Holy See ordered all the clergy to stand by. The army has been sent to suppress the next generation."

"It's a pity." Lilim smiled sarcastically, "Let the Holy See escape once again."

"Not necessarily." César showed a chilling smile, "Gnaeus doesn't have much time."

"You want to kill him?" Lilim became excited, "I'll help you! I must chop that dog a few times!"

"We can't kill him yet." César said calmly.

"Bah!" Lilim slapped the table angrily.

"What's more..." César turned his head and his eyes fell on Cantrella, "My Cantrella and I have more important things to do."

"Looking for memories, right?" Cantlay stretched his waist, and smiled "evilly" at César, "Let's go."

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong." César wrapped his arms around Cantrella's thin waist smoothly, and said the cruelest words in the most gentle tone, "Today, I want to witness a death scene with you. Big drama."

"Happy to accompany you." Cantrella's usual black dagger twirled around his fingertips, and finally fell into the palm of César's hand, "Do you need my little baby?"

"Of course." César put the dagger close to his body, and called Rachel who was still rattling, "Rachel, let's go."

"Okay!" Rachel jumped down from the chair, picked up her lace-covered parasol, ran two steps, and then turned her face to Lilim with a cute smile, "I Can I have some cookies, too?"

"Of course." Lilim said, "You can make this your home."

Hearing the promise, Rachel's eyes lit up again, "Kill that guy, Rachel will come back with mom!"

"Okay." Lilim stepped forward and pinched Rachel's little face, then turned to Cantrella and César, "Be careful in everything." She said in a low voice.

The work and rest in the downtown area were reversed day and night, the streets were empty in the early morning, and the loudest sound was probably the footsteps of Cantrella and his party.

"Cantrella." Rachel hooked Cantrella's little finger.

"Ok?"

"No...it's okay, I'll call you." Rachel looked up at Cantrella, her petite figure made her look more like a doll, "Rachel is so happy."

"I'm also very happy." Cantrella shook Rachel's little finger, "I'm sorry I broke my promise before, but I promise you, I won't leave again this time."

"Yeah!" Rachel nodded vigorously, "An appointment is made!"

"Actually, there is also an agreement between you and me." César walked beside Cantrera intimately, with a hint of temptation in his tone.

"What is it?" Cantrella became curious as he wished.

"When you think about it." César's blue eyes were as deep as the ocean, "You will be happy to obey it."

"Let's talk about it." Cantrella narrowed his eyes, with a bit of fox-like cunning, "It depends on your performance."

When approaching the upper city, César and Cantrella chose to split up. He pretended to be a doctor and entered through the city gate guarded by soldiers, while Rachel took Cantrella through her "secret passage" .After about four and 10 minutes, they met in the courtyard of Cesar's residence.

César lives in a very spacious place. A two-story villa with a large courtyard is very luxurious in today's crowded world. At the same time, the Holy See's power to cover the sky with one hand in the upper city is also displayed.

Rachel went upstairs and changed her clothes, saying goodbye to the sweet and gorgeous Lolita. She was dressed in a nun's black robe, and the innocent smile on her face was also put away, and she felt somewhat solemn.

"Ready to play the nun?" Cesare asked.

"Yeah." Rachel adjusted her expression, and a girl who was so solemn and so cold that she didn't look like a human appeared in front of the two of them. She spoke, her voice was like a cold spring, and she said, "I'm going to work in the hospital, father."

"The Holy See can give me a lot of convenience, but Rachel's character cannot survive here." After Rachel left, César explained, "So she needs a disguise that is so indifferent that she is almost autistic."

"She must be lonely," Cantrella sighed.

"Rachel is a good boy." César held Cantrella's shoulders, "It won't take long before we can leave together."

"Okay, I believe you."