murder poppy

God always has special treatment for those who believe in Him.The ecological environment of Vesenor is complex, with swamps and deep forests all over the place, and even the urban areas where people live are always noisy and chaotic.

And the church is the cleanest area among the worldly distractions of mortals.

The extravagance and indulgence of the royal family disappeared under the cross, and the off-white walls and gold ceiling conveyed the goodwill from another world.

Roy is more used to living in such an environment.

The gathering in the chapel has ended, and the stained glass refracts the sunlight into colorful pictures, which are reflected on the ground like the handwriting of a god.

The "creak" sound of the door opening echoed and circled in the empty lobby.Ascending to the dome, it will be transformed into believers’ words to God and passed to God’s ears.

"Holy Father!" Roy pushed open the door, and after seeing the figure behind the pulpit, his confused mind instantly calmed down.

"Your heart is in a mess. What's the matter, Roy?" The Holy Father closed the ancient Bible in his hand, his gray beard was hanging down on the table, his old skin smiled strangely and gently.

"His Majesty Bernal asked the vampires to make a first embrace, and also attempted to transform humans into blood races. This is against the oracle, and it is simply absurd. Please ask the Holy Father to gather the disciples and stop His Majesty!"

"Roy, calm down."

"Holy Father?" Roy followed the light and looked towards the podium.

The Pope has a pair of eyes that can see through everyone. He is peaceful and indifferent. He is the closest believer to God.

"Vessenor is in charge of Bernal, not us. The choice of Bernal IV is the choice of many nobles. God has mercy on every sinner, and will also condemn the country that does not repent." The pope squinted his eyes , The peaceful breath on his body brushed Roy's cheek like a sea breeze, dispelling worries and concerns.

"Let everything be decided by God." The Pope stepped off the pulpit, his stature was much smaller than Roy's.Just looking at his figure, he should be a crooked little old man, "I will participate in the king's military exercises. You have worked hard these days, Roy, go and have a good rest. Many children are talking about asking Roy to preach. "

"..." Roy and the Pope looked into each other's eyes, and finally lowered their heads, "I see."

All the civilians in the southern district felt the strange tension.The swords among the nobles living in "heaven" spread to the neighborhood, and any disrespectful words would be regarded as spears and attributed to Bernal's head.

Bernal IV, as a king, was bewitched by demons, a disgrace to Vesenor.

Such rumors are prevalent among the taverns in the South District.

The ministers submitted documents one by one to remonstrate, but Bernal was fortunate enough to be a fool to the end. Except for the announcement of the upcoming military exercise and the oracle, all government affairs were handed over to other ministers.

On the day of the military exercise, Bernal, who hadn't seen his face for a long time, was wearing a grand dress, looking down at the nobles with different thoughts in the audience.

Among them are his relatives in name, friends who went to school with him, and teachers who taught him in fencing lessons.The remaining emotions from childhood were like clouds after he sat on the throne of the king, and only a good weather without sun and rain would reveal a little clue.

As the envoy of the oracle, Andre was also invited to participate in the military exercise.Bernal is the new Duke and the Pope on the left and right.

The Pope, known as the closest to God, suddenly became equal to an outsider, which was Bernal's challenge to the church.

Andre looked at the squinting white beard. The old man was the kindest human being among the many demons and ghosts on the stage.

"Speaking of which," Andre leaned over and asked in Bernal's ear, "Where is President Heidi?"

"Huh?" Bernal was sneering and admiring the nobles who were either confident or frightened, and Andre's question only left an inconspicuous trace in his brain, "I haven't seen Heidi since the duke gave the ceremony. long."

Andre searched among the crowd, the cloak representing the blood hunt gathered in a corner like a group of wolves ready to move.

One of the hunters, if aware of it, revealed his eyes under the cloak and looked straight at him.

The moment the hunter raised his head, a corner of pure black clothing was exposed from the corner covered by the black cloak.

Andre curled the corners of his mouth with great interest, and greeted Lyons with his gaze.

"I won." Andre looked away, closed his eyes and said.

A huge horn blew, and soldiers in military uniform shouted from the ceremonial platform:

"Military exercise - start!"

"excuse me."

Closing his eyes and resting his mind, Andre opened his eyes, and saw the group of hunters who looked like foreigners without accident.

It was not anyone from Blood Hunt who interrupted the military exercise, but the military and political minister who was quite prestigious among the common people and the nobles.

Bernal stood up from the throne and looked down at the Minister of Military and Political Affairs who was kneeling in front of him.

The king looked bored and disdainful. He thought that many people would block his way, but this is the most old-fashioned way of development.

Bernal showed his signature smile, bent down and helped the minister up: "Is there anything important? Neil."

"Speaking of which, we used to play together when we were young, but we haven't seen each other much in recent years because of military affairs. I believe you, Neil, you won't interrupt such an important ceremony if there is nothing important."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Seeing Bernal's smile, Neil instinctively frowned.

The sudden kindness of his childhood friend did not make him feel reconciled, but more of a speculation about an elusive monarch.

"A few days ago, the hunter of the blood hunt came to me and said that he found traces of the blood race in the southern region." Neil stared closely at Bernal, seeing that his face became more and more serious, and his gentle eyes were fleeting. "Also, this vampire often enters and exits His Majesty's side hall. It even occupies the body of a nobleman and sneaks into the royal family."

"What else?" Bernal looked behind the Minister of Military and Political Affairs, and those hunters who looked like gray mice wrapped their faces tightly and looked at him like a devil.

"It is true. This blood clan killed Nord, the leader of the Blood Hunt, and sneaked into the palace disguised as his wife to seduce the king." Lyons took off his hood and knelt down on one knee, "He is the current leader of the Blood Hunt, Heidi , Blood Hunter has captured him."

After Lyons finished speaking, he saw a woman with her hands and feet bound and an iron stopper.

The long hair falling from Dai Zhu's black skirt was wet, and there were a few bloodstains on the ground.

Looking carefully, "Heidi" at this time is no longer a woman, and the blood hunting instrument eliminated Dai Zhu's illusion.

Standing behind Bernal, Andre smiled at the embarrassed Dai Zhu and said, "You lost completely, Dai Zhu."

The nobles in the audience stretched their necks curiously, and voices of doubt rang out one after another.

Lions knocked Dai Zhu's mouth open, showed the fangs to everyone, and poured holy water on the back of his bare hand. The burning smell quickly convinced everyone that this was a vampire.

Dai Zhu ignored the wound on his back and bent his eyes to look at Andre: "Small mistake."

The bite stopper on the mouth didn't work, and the burn healed quickly.

The hunters stopped him in panic, Dai Zhu chuckled, his dress fell to the ground, and a bat emerged from the layers of flannelette.

"My role ends here, and I am looking forward to the results of the military exercise. You can attack foreigners without any worries, so what about your compatriots?"

The bats flapped their wings and flew away. Everyone looked at Bernal in horror or disgust. His paleness and surly behavior became crimes that cannot be forgiven.

"It's noisy." Bernal looked at the Minister of Military and Political Affairs, and Shi Shiran sat back on the high platform, "Military exercise, start."

The army who had been waiting for a long time rushed into the venue immediately, and the well-behaved vampires stepped into the warm and lively crowd in the back mountain, with a few traces of greed appearing on their indifferent faces.

Finally, a man took a fancy to the fair neck of the lady beside him, and pounced on it like a hungry wolf.

The sound of biting suppressed all attacks and complaints.

Bernal watched with satisfaction the terrified and dodged crowd, the women who were thrown down and the soldiers who went mad seemed like a unique show, staged in a military exercise.

"This is our heart army. It is strong, will not fear, will not die, and will always be loyal." Bernal raised his voice, "This is a gift from God."

Bernal walked down the high platform with a scepter in his hand, and the nobles hid back one after another, making way for him like wolves.

Bernal put his hand on the back of the soldier who was biting the woman's neck: "Stop."

The soldier's body stiffened immediately, and he looked back at Bernal with his neck straightened, and then went to look for Andre who was standing there.

If Lioness sensed it, he immediately turned his head to look at Andre, and Andre's dark golden pupils flickered, revealing a bit of harsh praise.

The soldier immediately bit the woman even more fiercely like a dog that had been fed bones.

His action was like a signal, the team suddenly collapsed, and rushed into the crowd like locusts.

Reins' pupils shrank slightly, and his body rushed forward in an instant, tearing away the angry Bernal who was clenching his teeth, and cut a vampire's neck with the dagger.

"Are you crazy! I am your master! Your father!" Bernal shouted angrily, his fangs and scarlet eyes were exposed angrily, the soldiers paused for a moment, then just walked around him and continued to enjoy the "food" ".

"Please stay calm, Your Majesty." Lioness brought Bernal back to the high platform, looked back and forth between his fangs and eyeballs, and finally put away the dagger.

There were a large number of soldiers. Even though the hunters had actual combat experience and could fight ten against one, there were still many casualties.

"They follow your orders." Lyons found Andre with his eyes closed in the corner of the stage.

The vampire leaned leisurely in front of the painted red column, out of tune with the chaotic scene.

"Want me to help?"

Andre straightened up, the priest's robe with plain platinum pattern was coquettish and weird.His appearance was like a meteor piercing the night sky, and the soldiers who bit the human body stiffened, all staring at the man on the podium in admiration.

"It's you—it's you! Vicious vampire!" Bernal roared out of control, the etiquette and mask were all shattered at this moment, he stared at Andre angrily, gnashing his teeth, "You control my son The people want them to kill in vain!"

"How stupid, Your Majesty." Andre squinted at the embarrassed Bernal, and raised the corner of his mouth happily, "Did I ever say that you are not worthy of being my 'child'? They don't agree with the useless brother at all. .”

"By the way, giving you a first hug really sickens me."

"Andre." Lioness held Andre, and fell silent under his cold blood-colored pupils.

This wasn't the vampire he knew.

He is a demon from hell, a monster born from the bosom of Satan.

"I'll help you, hunter. It's not included in the contract."

Lyons was stunned for a moment, then clenched his wrist: "What are you going to do!?"

Andre held up Lioness's face, and the chill instantly penetrated into the bone marrow. The fluttering white priest's robe turned into a mocking mourning dress, which was imprinted in Lions' eyes together with Andre.

"This is punishment and my revenge."

The demons who were disturbed by humans closed their eyes, and the army was like straw cut by a sickle, and the army that was about to move collapsed.

The escaped nobles backed away screaming, and the strongest, most heartfelt, god-given "demon" only had time to hold his throat before falling to the ground and turning into a heap of ashes.

Lyons' pupils shrank suddenly.

Andre noticed the hunter's anger, but he didn't take it seriously: "This is the consequence of arrogance. Want to kill me? Inspector."

The author says:

520!Then let them break up!

Just kidding, there is a small episode of 520 No Responsibility, remember to look back.

ps: Although the episode is very sweet, don't forget that this chapter is the reality (Devil speaks)