temple

blood feeding warning

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that the holy son of the temple has an extra heart.

Even heaven and hell have been heard, the holy son of the world is very fond of the children he brought back from the elves.

How much do you love it?The kid has been in the temple for two or three years, and his height has grown to Hania's chin. The believers have never seen him walk by himself—except that His Royal Highness the Holy Son blesses everyone alone during prayers, and the rest of the time he spends the whole time walking. The little elf hugged it, and no one ever let anyone go down to the ground.

It was fine for the boy to eat and live with the Holy Son, but many believers saw His Highness the Holy Son kissing the tip of his ear.

Those are elf ears!

Many believers who love the Son turned green with envy.

Although the Holy Son should cut off love and love, the temple doesn't mind them leaving heirs.The instinct bestowed by God on human beings is to reproduce. As long as they are not emotional, the temple is happy to see the precious blood of the Son passed down.

On the contrary, there are many believers who purely believe in gods. It's not for anything else, just because of his face that doesn't lose to the Son of God - such a superior appearance is obviously of noble blood.Believers like the Dragon Clan who like to dote on cubs love this beautiful boy infinitely, and even secretly suspect that their holy son successfully abducted him because he kissed his ear.

Haniya: "..."

I am also strange.

Haniya didn't think much about it. In his eyes, Nabonir was not an elf at all, and naturally he didn't have the taboo that only his lover could touch his ears.What's more, his little devil has a big temper, so it's hard to coax him if he doesn't kiss his ears.

What worries the young Son now is another matter.

After taking human form, Naibao Nier still doesn't eat human food, only drinks cow's milk and goat's milk, and at most occasionally eats some lactose spirit fruit.He has always had a good appetite, and Haniya has never been too worried about his health problems, but this year, the boy who was not fat by feeding has lost a lot of weight.His brows and eyes had just opened, and he looked increasingly thin. He was still tall and thin when he was standing. Haniya could barely feel the weight when he was holding him.And recently, he doesn't even eat much milk.

Haniya prepared a lot of lactose and various spiritual fruits for him, but Naibao Nier could hardly get up the energy to eat them.Later, Haniya secretly ordered people to find the black crystals, which was useful at first, but soon the energy in those crystals no longer aroused the boy's interest.

Neibao Nier inevitably weakened.

He began to lethargy, even if he was nestled in the brocade quilt all day long, his eyes were always black and green, and his green crystal pupils were dimmed.He didn't have the strength to get out of bed, even eating was difficult for him, Haniya tried to make him drink more milk, but soon Naiponir started to vomit painfully.

He was very hungry, but he couldn't eat anything.

Every night, Haniya could hear the sleepy Narbonnell whimpering weakly like a cat in agony when he was half asleep and half awake.He was so distressed that he was almost suffocated, and his brain ached from the chaotic noises, but he didn't dare to hold the boy in his arms too tightly, for fear that his own strength would make him feel even more uncomfortable.

Haniya knew what he needed.

blood food.

After all, Naibao Nier is a blood race.A vampire about to grow into adulthood needs blood to eat, otherwise it will be weak to death.

Haniya felt sour in her heart.Nabilnir never said anything to him, nor did he hunt humans behind his back.Hell creatures don't have enough sense of morality by nature, and they don't think there is anything wrong with doing so, but his boy didn't look for the blood that allows him to survive, maybe... because he was afraid of embarrassing him.

He was the one who brought Naibonir to the temple, and Haniya was responsible for anything he did.

The young Son of God is more uncomfortable than the little devil in hunger.The cub he raised in the palm of his hand was living in pain, but he couldn't help him at all-he was about to be driven mad by this powerlessness.He was so miserable that the entire temple trembled under the manic pressure of the Holy Son.

Haniya was so anxious that she couldn't sleep, watching Nabolnir all night and all night.The boy who has always been petty and tempered has become more obedient recently, and probably has no strength to make a fuss. Even if Haniya deliberately teases him, he is not annoyed, and just softly leans his thin cheeks against his palm—he even I don't even have the energy to swipe like I used to.Naibonir is still very dependent on Haniya, even clinging to him even more, but his body does not allow him to hold on to Haniya to pray together.

Occasionally he would ask Haniya for a kiss, humming "kiss" to him bluntly.He had never been like this in human form before, and Hania knew that he liked her kisses, like a young animal clinging to its parents' caress, but boys are thin-skinned and won't bring it up.But now he seemed to know that his time was short, so he reluctantly compromised with himself.

Now he looked at people with gentle eyes, as if he was really ready to walk towards that good night peacefully.

Haniya didn't know what to do.Eating blood is an absolute taboo in heaven and earth. His beliefs, dogmas, and everything he has dedicated his life to does not allow him to touch such a forbidden zone.But he couldn't watch his cub die—after all, just three years ago, he'd pretty much thought he'd be able to raise his Nel in his lifetime.He had also happily thought about whether Narbonnell would stay in the world or return to hell, what kind of friends he would make, what kind of woman or man he would fall in love with... and whether he would be in heaven after he went to heaven. There will still be a chance to come down and see the boy I raised.

But his boy was dying.He hadn't even reached adulthood yet.

When Naibao Nier fell asleep again and couldn't wake up, Haniya really couldn't hold it anymore.He was absent from prayers unprecedentedly, and the bishop was alarmed by this. He came to the Holy Son's bedroom to take a look in person, but left without saying anything.Haniya didn't even notice that anyone else was coming. He watched his boy lose all his strength and turn back into a small coal ball that was no longer round. It never changed back to this form.

The fur on the little coal ball is a little dry, it doesn't seem to be very soft, and it looks a little strange.Haniya collapsed so much that she couldn't even stand still, and fell down on the edge of the bed, trembling, and gently stroking Nabonir's soft and thin ears.

He stayed with him in the dormitory all the time, keeping everyone out of the hall door, and it was not until evening that Nabolnir finally woke up.

It took him a lot of effort to wake up. He squinted his eyes and rested for a long time before the little coal ball gathered enough strength to turn back into a naked boy with difficulty.

He was really thin, and the bones protruding from his body were horrible.

Haniya almost cried, he thought Nabolnir couldn't survive this time.His lips trembled, and he put his hand on the boy's face, rubbing the corners of Narbonnell's mouth with his fingers gently and stubbornly like a demon, and asked him softly, "Nell... I'll give you my blood, okay?"

Naibonir, who hadn't lost his temper for a long time, froze for a moment, frowned slightly, slapped Haniya's hand away feebly, then retracted into the quilt and rolled to the innermost side of the bed, facing him with his back, with writing all over his body. not happy.

"No." He groaned and kicked the quilt—this action can be regarded as very lively in Nai Bonier's body now, "Haniya is a bad son."

Haniya couldn't help smiling when she heard it, and her depressed mood was a little more relaxed.

He had long since ceased to regard Nai Boniel as a symbol of his freedom.His boy is real, soft, warm, an independent individual, and belongs to him alone.Nabolnir always stayed nearest to Haniah, sat opposite him at meals, stood behind him at prayers, ravaged the elder's garden with him, and sneaked out of the temple together to visit his Demon girlfriend.Haniya took him with her everywhere.They were so close that even in their sleep they breathed together—the little briquette that accidentally entered the temple had grown into a part of Haniya, a beating piece of flesh in his heart.

"All right, all right. Don't be mad."

Haniya tucked the blanket for the angry boy, and kissed his forehead and ear tips.Since he did not want to drink his own blood, Hania did not force him.

He had a way of feeding blood into his mouth.

Haniya looked down at the sleeping boy gently.He is too weak, so there is no need for a man to pick time - most of the time, the little vampire who will grow up is trapped in a dark dream.

The young Son took out a black scale from the wooden box in the deepest part of the closet.

The scales of the hell dragon can interfere with the perception of gods.Haniya spent a lot of effort to get this thing, but as the Son of God at the top of the pyramid on earth, he did understand some secrets in heaven and hell.

—God is not fraternal.

He is very critical, even authoritarian and partial.Even if all living beings are His creations, He also favors one and discriminates the other. Love wants them to live, and hate wants them to die.

Haniya is the holy son approved by God himself, and part of God's eyes must rest on him.And blood eating is a forbidden place that the gods must not touch. Once the gods find that Hania has violated the prohibition, he will be abandoned by the gods; and Nabolnir, who is a creature of hell and has defiled the son, is likely to be killed. Killed by the Creator himself.

He doesn't care about the position of the Holy Son, but he can't let Nabolnir fall into such a dangerous situation.Hania has already thought about it, if the scales are not enough to completely shield the eyes of God, he will send the boy to hell—maybe the identity of a blood race is not enough for hell to be willing to come forward to protect Nabel Nir, but Satan must Very interested in embarrassing God.

Haniya cut off her own fingers, then gently pried open Nabel Nier's soft lips, and put the bloody fingertips between the pale lips.

He betrayed his beliefs, but at least for this moment he doesn't regret it.

He wants his boy to be fine.

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Nei Bo Nier: Damn it, I finally held back for so long