vampire dawn

After standing in the square for a while, several people dressed as monks came over to ask them what was the matter.

"We want to see the Pope." Gackt was full of aura, staring at the man in black indifferently.

After breaking out in a cold sweat, the little monk retreated, and quickly found a priest to continue the negotiation.

"May I ask you what's the matter?" The priest held a sterling silver cross in his hand and smiled kindly, but his eyes were suppressed with vigilance.

"We want to see the Pope." Hyde looked at his fingers slowly, his eyes suddenly sharpened, "I don't want to say it a third time."

The priest looked at them hesitantly: "May I ask your identities?"

"Prince of the Blood Demon Party, Lambrice." Gackt reported his true identity without hesitation. Hyde glanced at him, and then said in a light tone: "It's just a small blood clan. The name, Hyde."

After finishing speaking, he purposely smiled sweetly at Gackt, pretending to be spoiled and proud, thinking that he was just an inconspicuous little male favorite. Gackt looked at him dotingly and didn't say much.He knew Hyde must have ideas of his own.

The priest suddenly turned pale with fright, and ran away without regard to etiquette. In a short while, thirty or forty paladins surrounded him. Gackt and Hyde watched them and sighed: Do you think this can stop them?

"What's the purpose of your coming here?" The leader was a blond Templar Knight, who was fairly handsome, with a domineering look in his imposing appearance.

Hyde sighed: "I said it, I don't want to say it a third time."

As he said that, his figure flickered, and before everyone could see clearly, he had already returned to the original place, and there were two round things on his right hand.

The two paladins on both sides of the templar screamed a little dullly, before they realized that their right eye was gone.

"Oh." Hyde shook off the eyeballs in his hands, thinking that anyway, he would not be affected by those holy powers if he protected Gackt, so he looked at the Templar again, "You can take us Are you going to see the Pope? No matter how much you kill, we must see him today. Your casualties are up to you."

The Templar's face became extremely ugly, he waved his hand, and immediately more people surrounded him, and then he turned to lead the way.

Gackt sneered, grabbed Hyde's shoulders and followed with a full aristocratic demeanor. Hyde clung to him nonchalantly.

"Nobody can believe you're just a simple little boy," Gackt whispered.

"Confused." Hyde flicked his fingers, and the white light spread quickly. He smiled gracefully, "They all thought that those two eyes were dug out by you, Ga-chan!"

Gackt laughed out loud, still deep and elegant, velvety and soft, but hiding a deadly temptation.The few boys who had just become knights walking beside them were even driven out of their minds by him, walking beside him in a trance, trying to rub up.

"Ga-chan's charm technique is really powerful." Hyde glanced at them angrily, and in the blink of an eye, those who were charmed all stumbled to the ground, and fell to the ground one by one.

"I don't know who just stopped people from touching me." Hyde said, glaring viciously at the dazed people lying on the ground.

"I didn't touch them." Gackt said innocently, he simply picked up Hyde and pinched his waist, "Hey, you can't eat this kind of flying vinegar!"

"I do!" Hyde was like a kitten whose hair was blown, and Gackt kissed and coaxed him along the way and finally helped him smooth his fur when he reached the main hall.

At this time, a group of knights were so eye-catching... Are they serious? !

"You all go down, children." An old voice came from the wide chair. The Templar wanted to say something, but he didn't speak in the end. After a warning glance at Gackt and Hyde in his arms, he took The knight stood guard outside.

Hyde is still playing tricks on Gackt.

"Sit down." The old man got up from the chair and turned in front of the two with a very calm expression. The direction of the palm was a large leather chair. Gackt unceremoniously hugged Hyde and sat down on it, his chin raised slightly: "His Royal Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"This sentence... I should have said it." The Pope has a pair of clear blue eyes, which are different from Gackt's pupil color. They are bright blue, which almost makes people think of the rain after the rain. There is a calming magic in the sky.

"So, why do you want to see me?" The Pope sat down on a chair near them, crossed his fingers on his knees, and had a kind smile on his face.

"Just wondering why you've been so obsessed with getting rid of us." Gackt put on a socially fake smile, wrapping his arms around Hyde, patting him like a child.

The Pope laughed. He shook his head and said helplessly, "Please believe the words of an old man. I have been completely emptied now. I only understand what they are doing, but I can't stop it at all."

Gackt raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly, showing distrust.

"We used to live a good life, but it was always you, meddlesome human beings, and you always caused trouble." Hyde whispered with his arms around Gackt's neck in a coquettish tone.

"Son, don't pretend to be so weak. You are almost exactly like Lucifer." The pope narrowed his eyes with a look of nostalgia, "Although he is always disguised under black...but platinum and sterling silver are the way to perish." The pride of the clan. You are his son Hyde...he mentioned to me that I have always...wanted to meet you."

Hyde stopped talking immediately, and the expression on his face became cold.

"Hehe... We have a good friendship in private. Maybe this is one of the reasons why I was ostracized." The old man leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, "I'm almost dying. Without me, the jihad will soon begin Bar……"

"Heh... Jihad." Hyde laughed coldly, "Jihad. It was your Jihad that killed my father."

"What? He's already..." The pope completely showed the exhaustion of an old man, and raised his hand to block his eyes, "Oh... that's okay, I don't have a long life. If I use my death as atonement, although it's a bit late, But there is still some sincerity left..."

Gackt and Hyde exchanged a puzzled look, thinking in unison that they would "force" to ask Lucifer about his relationship with the Pope after going back...

Could it be that there is some little secret that no one knows?

"I'm sorry." The pope opened his eyes, and the azure color showed absolute sincerity, "I'm sorry you have encountered this. We, as the seemingly bright side, are doing dark things..."

"Why?" Gackt asked aloud. "Don't tell me you have the power to stop those things."

"I have, but...the reason?" The old man smiled helplessly, "The result of the equality and peace in my concept is only my being ostracized and the struggle of several bishops intensified."

"You are wrong, we are not equal." Gackt said with a touch of sarcasm, "You are not worth mentioning to us at all."

"But your pride has lowered your status." The old man shook his head and raised his hand to press his temple. "We all have our own beliefs, don't we? For the sake of the omniscient and omnipotent God... you have indeed done some damage."

"Just because we believe in the devil? Just because we need blood to live?" Gackt raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are right, we all have our own beliefs, we are even more devout than you, and our blood sucking will not kill You, only have short-term anemia... the real harm is the scum vampires you produced!"

"Let's talk calmly, please calm down first." The old man comforted me softly.

"I am calm." Gackt raised his head proudly, "I am deeply proud of our beliefs. And you? Humans have never been pure creatures! Only when you distort the facts and say that we are evil , your so-called 'nobleness' will be inspired! Everyone thinks they are saviors, that they can eliminate evil...but what is evil? You are the evil!"

"Yes, I don't deny it." The old man nodded in agreement, "But think about it, our beliefs made us do the same cruel thing."

Gackt just raised his eyebrows, waiting for the next one.

"We have foreign jihads, just to spread our faith. And you, you have your Dawn of Blood Race." The Pope said calmly, "Your casualties are more serious than ours. But who is behind the scenes? You don't know yet, do you?" .”

"You know?" A complex expression came across Gackt's face, a mixture of struggle, doubt, and desire to learn.

"I don't know. There are actually very few records about this." The old man shrugged regretfully, "My old friend Lucifer didn't say much, in fact, I don't think he seems to be a person who knows .”

Hyde has been silent, listening quietly, and when he heard the words just now, he chuckled a little sarcastically.

"The biggest possibility, according to my opinion," the Pope didn't pursue Hyde's smile, but continued to speak in a probing tone, "it should be to ensure the purity of the bloodline and the absolute power advantage."

Gackt became completely serious at this moment, lowering his head slightly and thinking carefully.

"It's up to you to discover the truth of Dawn of the Blood Race." The old man tilted his head, "It's a pity, I can't see it anymore."

Hyde lay on Gackt's shoulder and closed his eyes.

What is the truth about Dawn of Bloodlines?Speaking now, the statement of guaranteeing the purity of the bloodline and absolute strength is still tenable.

Because 100 years ago, there were weak descendants among the blood races, and their demand for blood was relatively greater, which caused a lot of confusion.After the dawn of the blood race, only the strong can survive.

But... why would the perishing clan be strangled together?If it weren't for Gackt, the Perishing Clan would be completely extinct now!

Could it be that Gackt is also part of the behind-the-scenes plan?The person who designed the Dawn of the Bloodlines knew everything that might happen in the future. He arranged all the details, including the appearance of Hyde, the backlash of the Dark Curse Trial, and Lucifer's dedication to help Hyde lift the bloodline seal, so that the death The clan ushered in the youngest and most powerful prince ever...

What is the truth?Behind the scenes... who is it?

"Is this a battle that must be fought?" Hyde asked in a low voice with his back turned to the Pope.

"I'm afraid...it's like this." The Pope sighed, "I can't stop it, I can only delay it. They only take care of my daily necessities but don't listen to me anymore. It's so sad...for the sake of faith, it can be done This level."

"Someone will think you're blasphemy," Gackt said loudly.

The Pope was not angry, but still smiled gently and said softly: "No one said that, but they must all think so in their hearts. I have my own beliefs in my heart, but at the same time I also know that your beliefs are also beliefs. "

"We exist only to prove your lightness and nobility. This dirty world. Heh." Gackt laughed mockingly, "If you don't have us, what are you? Your sense of justice only comes when you meet us." It will be inspired! If there is no darkness for us...where do you get the light? Huh?"

The old man nodded thoughtfully.

"There's no need to go any further." Hyde patted Gackt on the back.

Gackt pursed his lips and stood up holding Hyde: "Then, goodbye."

"It's a pleasure chatting with you." The old man nodded, "Also, when you go out...be careful."

The two blood races had a bit of respect for the old man in front of them, especially after they went out to repel at least two hundred paladins and three waves of surprise attacks.

The author has something to say:

Well...actually...well, nothing more to say ==

Mou Luo really thinks this way, when there is a contrast, there will be nobility and vulgarity, and only then will there be darkness and light.But who stipulated that darkness is evil and light is justice?

So with this mess...

A certain brand rolled to sleep... I wish you all a happy reading ==