[Black Butler] Noah's Ark

This monastery seemed normal, but Sylvia could tell that all of this was deliberately disguised.

Just when she wanted to go to other places to observe, three children ran in from the side door with laughter, and warmly greeted Shire and his party in the monastery: "Good evening! Today is also a beautiful day!"

Greer looked at the kid running over, put his arms around his hips and said, "Ah, so cute, although the kid is not my target."

Sylvie took a few steps back silently, it's better to stay away from this guy.

These children ran up to him and said to Greer in an innocent tone: "Good evening, unclean! No matter where you look, it looks filthy!"

"Huh?!" Greer's face changed instantly after hearing this, but the child couldn't understand the other person's face at all and asked with great concern: "What's wrong? Foul man, is there something wrong with your body?"

Sylvia smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry about the child..." Before he finished speaking, Greer gave the child a shudder, and said in a fierce tone: "Little devil! Who are you calling dirty?" What about the person!"

"Ahh—" the child turned around and ran away, "I was touched by a filthy person!" His two little friends also reminded: "Go clean yourself! Cleanse yourself!"

"Stop for me!!" Greer chased after him earnestly, but was grabbed by Sylvellen, who was half-dressed and half-taken off his red coat: "Okay~ stop making trouble, your Sebastian-chan is here I'm looking at you." Grayton braked immediately, and returned to his original state, "Oh um~ Actually, I also like joking with children~"

After the three children ran away, a brown-haired woman came again. She smiled and explained to Greer: "People over a certain age will be called filthy people." Then she looked at the other side Shire: "That outfit, you just joined the club, right? It doesn't matter, if you get the teaching of the master here, you will be purified."

"Hey, this is..." Charles was about to ask, but was stopped by the deacon beside him, "A filthy person? What a strange way to say that even a beautiful person like you has been tainted. "I saw Sebastian walking towards the woman with a perfect smile and a charming face, and said in a very magnetic voice: "Because we don't understand the sect very well, can you please explain in detail?" Tell me?"

The woman blushed, lowered her eyes, and asked shyly, "It's ok... May I ask why you are here?..." Sebastian quickly brushed aside this question with a forceful push.

After going in for so long, the sky has already darkened. In a small room with a light on at the door, there are constantly excited and coquettish voices of women, and occasionally one or two words of Sebastian's deep voice.

In the corridor outside, Charles leaned on the pillar with his arms folded, his eyes turned aside: "Will that guy still use this hand?"

"This is a beauty trick. It seems to be very effective when used as a cliché~ Regardless of your identity, the deacon is really good." Sylvia looked at Greer who was biting his handkerchief angrily and jumping in anger on the right, and laughed. Said: "Do you need to be so envious?"

“呀啊啊！！！我要把那女人列入死亡预定者！”说完就拿出他的小本本记了起来。

"If you feel comfortable writing a name, you can write it." Sylvia shook her head, but she didn't stop him, explaining to Charles: "Don't worry about him, he doesn't remember it now, if the management I didn’t agree, and the execution of the god of death can’t arbitrarily mix with human life and death, and I think some punishments of the god of death’s discipline department are quite ‘perverted’.”

The chief of the discipline department is also too casual. The punishment for violating the rules is determined by lottery.

Thinking of this, Sylvia suddenly remembered what she was going to ask before: "Greer, what did you do last time and you were locked up?"

"Uh?! It's nothing!" Greer suddenly pulled Charles back far away.

"Oh." Sylvilen didn't have such great curiosity, she was just passing the time to ask questions. Seeing that the two of them were far away from her, she leaned against the wall again and waited for the deacon in the room to finish his work.

"Greil, why did you pull me over all of a sudden?" Charles straightened his crooked clothes and asked him with a paralyzed face, then he glanced at Sylvellen and immediately understood: "Hey~ Could it be The previous one—uh!"

"Shh!!" Greer quickly covered Charles' mouth, and at the same time looked back guiltily, begging in a low voice: "Forget me, please, don't let that fellow Sylvia find out, don't look at that The guy looks like that, but his heart is actually more devil than a devil!" The voice just fell.

"Cough!" Sylvelen covered her mouth and coughed, which immediately frightened Greer to death.

"Hmph, so that's the case." Charles raised the corners of his mouth in a rare good mood, "If you want me to keep it a secret, there will be a price to pay."

"Cut! Then only promise one thing, as long as it is within my ability."

"Deal." This is an unexpected gain, which can be used well in the future.

**

When the three of them entered the room, the room was still filled with a faint smell of corruption, and Sylvie stopped at the door, listening to the woman's description, "The Doomsday Book not only records the past, but also the future." 'That's not it. ． ．Thinking of this, Sylvia and Greer looked at each other in a rare tacit understanding.

"If only teenagers can be selected to join the Heavenly Choir, then the only one who can approach the leader is you, young master." Sebastian said to Charles.Sylvie also stood beside her with her arms crossed, "Count, can you do it? I'm curious what the little count looks like in that kind of choral team uniform."

"Hmph, you only have one chance, laugh as much as you want." Charles didn't care.

"Hey~ If it's the Celestial Choir, they can go too~" Greer just disappeared for a while, and now he reappeared in front of everyone wearing the Celestial Choir uniform he pulled off from his little friend. Still posing coquettishly, twisting and twisting, he asked, "How is it~ does it fit?"

Charles couldn't bear to look straight at him and let out an "uh..." Sebastian standing beside him looked indifferent, and Sylvie silently clenched his fists, "Grel...you...need me Give you a ride?"

"Wow! It's so filthy!" A child with a bandage on his forehead and wearing only a pair of shorts cried loudly.

The ethereal music that suddenly came from the main church ended the farce, and the crying child showed a longing expression, "Ah~ it's time for the Master's purification ceremony again!"

"Purification?" Greer listened to the music with his arms crossed, but didn't feel much.

Sebastian turned his gaze to a certain window upstairs: "It really smells."

"Indeed, then let's go and see the 'sacred' purification ceremony." Sylvie was also paying attention to the peeping person on the opposite building, she turned her head and gave everyone a look before leaving in another direction .

After seeing Sylvia move quickly and disappear into the night, Charles spoke again: "Sylvellen is really a good person, it would be great if Death is such a reliable person, compared to Greer, you are completely Hold her back."

"Hmph~ What do you know, you brat!" Randomly changed his attitude, "Let's go, Sebastian~" The kid who had changed back just now led the way, Charles walked in front, and Greer held Sebastian's arm all the way. Tian's arm followed.

**

That person obviously lured Sylvie to a remote place in the monastery on purpose. Sylvan could tell from the very beginning that she didn't know what tricks the other party was going to play, so she simply didn't hide herself and followed her openly.

When she reached the outermost wall of the monastery, the woman finally stopped. She turned around and put down her cloak hat, looked at Sylvia with a perfect and kind smile on her face and said, "I've always wanted to see you, Sylvia .”

Sylvie also looked at the silver-haired, purple-eyed, strikingly beautiful woman with a smile, then slowly raised her right hand that was habitually placed behind her, and said in a flat voice without any smile: "The real revolving lantern theater It’s on you, if you take it out of curiosity, you should return it.”

"Angela Brown, this is my name. Sylvia, we are of the same kind. Be my partner. Let us eliminate all the uncleanness in this world." Angela stretched out her hand towards Sylvan hands.

"...I didn't ask your name, and I don't like to make friends very much, so I can't be your little partner." Sylvia slowly approached her: "Is it my illusion? Feeling. .You don't seem to want to return the things."

"Is that so?" Angela looked at Sylvia who was approaching, retracted her hands with a regretful expression, and slowly stepped back a few steps, and quietly opened the carousel theater in the dark surroundings. .

The film crazily attacked the unsuspecting Sylvia, and Angela still walked towards the cocoon that was moving at high speed with a smile on her face, and said to Sylvan who was wrapped in it: "Being around unclean people, One day you will be contaminated with uncleanness, so it is better to destroy you now."

"Oh, if that's the case, then you are too unprincipled, Miss Angela."

"What did you say?" Angela, who was about to leave, stopped.

Inside the thick cocoon-shaped film, Sylvia took out the notebook from her suit pocket and began to write the application report. At the same time, she said to Angela outside in a relaxed tone: "According to what you said, unclean people must be eliminated. Clean people who are willing to be friends with you should also be eliminated. I have never seen an angel with a distorted personality like you. But I have never seen other angels. Are all angels like you?"

After Sylvia finished writing in her notebook, the report was sent to the management department. She took out her pocket watch and looked at it, but there seemed to be no movement outside. Sylvan raised her eyebrows: "Not only is her personality distorted, but she is also rude. .”

Thinking about the pet phrase of that distorted angel, Sylvia knew Angela's purpose this time, "It's Ciel, but I don't need to worry about Ciel, Mr. Deacon and uh...Greel , it should be fine."

"Senior Sylvia! I sent the things here, what should I do now? Cut it up?" A person with a slightly frivolous voice appeared. He chopped off the pure black sickle.

The thick cocoon was cut in half, and then Sylvellen stepped out with a long leg, and saw Ronald Knox holding the Death Scythe firmly in both hands, and looking at it with admiration. She: "Ha~ You are indeed a senior, so amazing!"

Seeing Sylvia looking at him helplessly, Ronald quickly returned the heavy death scythe to Sylvan, and then began to massage his wrist, saying distressedly: "I always wanted to Try this handsome scythe of Senior Sylvia. I swung it just now. It is too difficult to use. It is so heavy that it hurts after I swung it. How did seniors do it all the time? No. I should ask where you got this scythe!"

"I don't know where it came from. After the assessment, it appeared in front of me. I have been using this since I became an official god of death." Sylvia stepped forward and patted the junior on the shoulder. In the final assessment, you can apply for recycling the tools of the revolving lantern theater according to your own wishes, and the assessment will be done in a few days!"

"(⊙o⊙) Oh! I will try my best to become the real junior of senior."

"Well, oh, I'm very motivated, keep it up. The senior will go to work first, and it's hard work for you when the things are delivered. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, Sylvia left quickly.

"Oh, it's not hard work! Oh (￣▽￣)~Goodbye, Senior Sylvan~" Ronald shouted in the direction Sylvieren was leaving, and the figure of the senior was no longer visible as soon as he finished speaking.

"(⊙v⊙) Hmm! Senior is really amazing!"

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