The vest magic changes the earth

After night, the moon rises and the stars sink.

The fire in the house was burning vigorously. It was already autumn. I don't know if it was because of the owner here.

Man is asleep, but God is awake.

The cold night wind blows across the vast plains of England, and rolls the magic of starlight down to the dark ground.The angel once again opened his wings condensed by light in the starlight of the night.

Metatron closed his eyes and felt the souls of the humans in this house.The young man closest to him, Lucien Simmons, was breathing steadily. His soul was bright and light-colored, warm and clean, and his soul rose and fell with the pulse of his life like a tide.

With the unique eyesight of an angel, one can see the excellent perception and wisdom in his soul.This is a genius, the angel admired softly.

There are still seven souls in the remote rooms on the left and right of the upper floor, four men and three women, who should be the servants here.Their souls are relatively dull, and the color looks tired.One of the souls is very old, like a remaining candle, which can be extinguished at any time.

Compassion appeared on the angel's face, and his light stretched out like tentacles, stroking these tired souls, making them gradually loosen their brows and reveal a happy sleeping face.

He lost all his memory, and what he did at this time was just to follow the angel's instinct.Metatron himself is the embodiment of wisdom and compassion. According to the records in the Book of Enoch, he visited the kingdom of heaven on the last day of judgment and saw the fallen angels who were about to be judged. He begged God to forgive the fallen angels. God felt his personality and let him ascend to heaven.

It is Metatron's instinct to love.

When his perception went up again, his beautifully shaped brows frowned, and he saw the soul that could not be saved.This belonged to Lucien Simmons' mother who had gone mad.

The soul of this poor woman has been completely dimmed, with black threads lingering in it.Her soul was beyond salvation, despair and pain had completely corrupted her.

The angel sighed, grieving for her.Every soul is unique, and the depravity of any soul should be regretted.

After the human soul has fallen into a deep sleep, the light of the bonfire still burns at night, providing people with light and heat.But at this time, the gods are still watching with open eyes to watch the fire of the soul not be annihilated by the mournful night.

Metatron opened his eyes and watched the humans all night.

After waking up, Lu Sien went back to his small basement. The noble angel whose origin was unknown was hidden in his small basement rather disrespectfully.But there is no way, he can't bring out someone suddenly, although his mother is crazy, there are still people in this house who are not crazy.

When Lu Sien opened the door, he still felt a little guilty. After all, if those devout believers knew, he would probably be burned on the stake as a blasphemer on the spot.

He doesn't believe in religion. After all, he has a mother who is called a witch by others, and when he was a child, the priest told him that God loves the world, as long as he endures suffering, an angel will eventually take them to heaven.But he saw pious people going crazy, and he also saw something closer to the truth than the scriptures. Those theorems, those formulas, and those calls from afar all attracted him incomparably.

He regards these as beliefs and ignores the gods.

Lu Sien pushed the slightly rusty door open forcefully, and was a little surprised to see that the angel almost stayed in the same position when he left.

The angel's wings spread out, each feather was pure and flawless white, His hands were crossed and placed on his chest.

Lu Sien scratched his head, he is not good at socializing, and he is always a little embarrassed under the gaze of others.He cleared his throat: "Well... how were you last night?"

Angel smiled and did not answer the question.His smile is warm and reassuring.

Lu Sien relaxed a little, and then became nervous again. He was always nervous when expressing his views actively.

"If you want me to help you, maybe you need an identity, that is, the kind that can appear in front of others. This is not ancient times, do you understand, it's not that you just manifest your spirit and others kneel down to worship. So you have to listen to my arrangement."

"No problem." Angel replied gently.

"Then...then I have one more request." Lu Sien summoned up his courage and said, he really wanted to look confident or sure of winning, but it didn't seem to be successful, "You want me to Study some knowledge about theology, or occultism. This is an exchange of favors, uh, a fair exchange, do you understand?"

After speaking, he immediately became nervous again, constantly thinking whether the conditions were raised too much.He didn't dare to look at the reaction on the other side, so he could only stare at a stain in the corner of the room.

"I understand what you mean, no problem. This is my reward." The angel continued to smile.

"If not... huh? You agreed?"

"of course."

Angel felt a little helpless in his heart. In fact, he didn't quite understand why this kind of human emotion appeared on him.This helplessness lasted until they reached a small town.

The angel had already taken off the white linen robe that only exposed the neck and feet, and put on another set of clothes, leather shoes, black fabric pants, white shirt, and a dark brown double-breasted coat.

He folded his wings, and his golden hair was neatly combed back, revealing his full forehead. In order to conceal his unique pair of golden eyes, Lu Sien also found a pair of eyes with brown lenses and put them on the bridge of his nose.

This outfit was found by Lu Sien, the angel admired it in the mirror, and gave Lu Sien a thumbs up for his aesthetics.

Lu Sien sneaked out of the house, and the way Lu Sien came up with one night was to pretend to go to the town, bring the angel home, and say that he had met a former friend.

"It just so happens that I'm going to buy a book. Anyway, no one in the room pays attention to me, so they won't doubt it." Lu Sien tried to explain in this way to increase the persuasiveness of his words.

The angel nodded and smiled.

In the end, they walked on the streets of the nearest small town. In fact, Angel wanted to chat with Lu Sien along the way, but Lu Sien remained in such a state of nervousness that Angel had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and observe the surroundings. .

The scenery along the way is very good, the countryside is quiet, and people's life looks rich and beautiful.

In the distance, he could see the steeple of the church.Gothic architecture always has a sharp sense of piercing the sky. It stands there rigidly and silently, and every part of the line reveals a sharp beauty.

"What is that?" The angel was a little confused, and even asked Lu Sien in disbelief, "I can hear the voice of prayer inside."

"church."

The angel's eyes widened for a moment. He wanted to say something but calmed down again, "This kind of building doesn't respect God."

"Oh, it's Gothic. The things in the Renaissance period are so rebellious and undignified." Lu Sien explained, and at the same time added in his heart, I still like it very much, and if you see the "deformed pearl" Baroque You can't die of anger.

Lu Sien had been worried that the angel, who looked like a medieval ascetic, would do something irreparable to the innocent little church, but in the end, the angel did nothing but watch.

"Love is in the heart, not in the form."

The angel explained gently as they walked down the street together.

Lu Sien looked at him, wanted to say something a few times, but closed his mouth again.

Lu Sien got into a shop facing the street, took some newspapers and some books.

The angel noticed that it was a book about religion, which looked very old. It was a book about Jewish mysticism, and the boss charged a high price.

When Lu Sien took the book, the staff of the bookstore looked him up and down with self-conscious eyes, "Looking at this kind of thing, you are indeed a witch's bastard."

Uncharacteristically, Lu Sien stared at him fiercely, turned around and left.

When they left here, Lu Sien unexpectedly did not choose to return the same way, but took a detour.

He tried to explain, "There's an old woman living there, she usually likes to wander around at this time, I don't want to meet her."

"You were tough when facing the clerk before." Angel replied him.

Lu Sien rolled his eyes, and finally there seemed to be a little youthful vitality in his blue eyes, "That's because he can only stare at me, but the old woman can splash water on me. I'm still holding the book."

On the way, they got into the carriage of Lu Sien's family. Lu Sien held the book in his arms, hesitated for a long time, and asked him, "Do you have anything you want to ask me?"

If you want to talk about witches, aren't you a little slow to react, young man.The angel joked in his heart, if I wanted to judge heresy, I would probably burn you to death long ago.

So he didn't speak, just looked at Lu Sien quietly.

Sure enough, the young man couldn't hold back, and said out loudly that he told a somewhat vulgar and sad story in the car.