Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

After the christening.

In the golden church.

Twelve cardinals and the Supreme Pontiff of the Holy See sit at a long bronze table.

Their expressions were joyful yet somewhat heavy.

I am delighted that the backbone of the new Holy See has been formed, and it is the awakening of Landis' darkness.

Root, the leader of the 12 and the Pope's closest friend, began the council with a prayer to the Lord.

He said, "Presumably everyone here already knows our purpose."

The crowd was silent.

Root said solemnly, "The enemy has become more and more arrogant, and the darkness is invading. Everyone, we must take this change with great importance. A long time ago, after the destruction of Landis, there were no more miracles. This makes the forces of darkness ready to move. Disgusting dark creatures, rotting corpses, plunder human wealth, and feed on human flesh and blood. We are in the light, and we must not allow such heresy to exist."

The cardinals replied, "Yes. What you say is very reasonable."

Blood is a symbol of life, and it is alive when it flows in the human body, and life is the most precious gift bestowed by gods to human beings.The existence of creatures that feed on blood is undoubtedly a blasphemy against life.

They want to safeguard the glory of the Lord and let the glory of the Lord shine on the world again. Of course, they cannot allow such filth to exist in the world.

Root also said, "Dracula, the sin of Landis, he is a demon who has fallen into darkness. Back then, he had great strength and a bright heart, and was infinitely loved by the world. He was the son of the dragon, the Lord The most faithful child. However, he betrayed his faith for a mere woman. What a shameful thing. The swamp where the Holy Son of Wright was unconscious before was on the original ruins of Landis. Fortunately, it is probably Because Dracula has just recovered, the demons who can only walk in the dark did not have time to kill our Son. But we must not take any chances. A demon cannot do evil for a while, but it does not mean that he is not a demon. For the light , in order to let the light of the Lord shine on the world, we must eliminate these heresies."

Outside the door, Saint Son Wright stood and listened quietly, but a trace of indifference flashed in his clear and flawless eyes.

Dracula.

According to the records of the Holy See, Dracula is the fallen son of darkness.He was bloodthirsty and vicious. Wherever he walked, people in the Holy See died miserably. The blood in their bodies was mercilessly sucked dry. In the end, only a layer of shriveled flesh and bones remained.

His name, Tepesh.

Dracula, that's their definition of Tepes.

They only knew that Tepesh had rebelled against the Lord, but they never cared about the reason behind it.

They only knew that Elizabeth did not believe in the Lord, but they never saw Elizabeth's kindness and beauty.She was kinder to people than many believers in the Lord.

The ruthless cavalry trampled across the city of Lantis.

If it hadn't been for the Lord to abandon his country first, how could Tepesh be so desperate that he fell into the arms of Satan in the end.

When he thought of this, a gap suddenly seemed to open in his mind.Dark and hopeless memories seep in.

Wright didn't move.He was stuck there, his whole body seemed to be a sculpture.

After a long time, he said, "Elizabeth..."

Saint Lucia had her long golden hair loose, and her blue eyes were full of curiosity. She looked into the council hall, stretched out her hand and waved in front of Wright, "Your Excellency Wright..."

Wright came back to his senses, his expression was gloomy, but soon, he showed his characteristic warm smile, "Lord Lucia..."

Lucia was startled, startled by that look, she asked somewhat uncertainly, "Your Excellency Wright, did something happen to you?"

Wright was silent for a while, "No, I just think of the people who are infested by darkness, and I feel very sad."

When mentioning this matter, Lucia also showed a bit of sadness, "Yes, their life is really worrying." But she quickly made a sign of the cross on her chest, continuing to comfort him with confidence, "The Lord will bless them."

Wright smiled gently and agreed with her, "Yes, the Lord will be with them."

Brelando Castle.

This castle looks like a hexagonal hall, and the walls are neatly divided into six parts, each with patterns of Satan and various dead spirits from hell.

From the center of the ceiling, six stripes of black crystal plates carved with dark patterns are separated, dividing the hall into six pieces.

The dark red sky and the black ground at the feet are obviously completely different from Dracula's castle.

In that man's castle, it seemed, there were very few such things.

Prince Brelando thought.

He sits on a brown throne with a mural of fallen angels behind him.

At the bottom stood his most capable attendant.

He looks to be about 30 years old, wearing a long red dress with hem, gold thread embroidered wide epaulets on both sides, hanging from some gold chain decorations hanging on his arms, and even has such gold around his waist, he has a cloth on his chest The crest of the Rulando family.Although the attire looks gorgeous, complicated and redundant, but this does not prevent him from being an excellent housekeeper.

"Pilfer, what do you think of Dracula?" Prince Blulando said, "Is he always sure of winning like this?"

Pierfer put his fists on his waist and performed standard butler etiquette, "My lord, according to the historical records and the history of the blood family, the earl was a prince who performed well in the court before he joined our clan. He paused, "And he still has a year of experience in government, and his performance is also very good."

Brelando smiled, "It seems that you appreciate this young man."

Pierfer hesitated for a moment, "My lord, I just think that you should be more wary of someone who has experienced invisible court crushing and tangible bloody wars."

"Thank you for your concern, Pierfer. But don't you think, he also looks like a successful businessman?"

Pierfer nodded, "He seems to be guarding against being calculated by others all the time."

Picking up his glass, Brelando sighed, "Isn't this better. Always be on guard, it's better than being killed in the end."

"Is it too tiring to be so worried?"

"Heh..." Prince Breland smiled helplessly, "Pierfer, does he think he is really worried? As long as he wants you to see him worried, you can see his nervousness." ...Just his pair of eyes, which even the vampires want to know the details, are enough to make his enemies dare not act rashly."

Pierfer frowned, "So Grand Duke Sweet and Grand Duke Brands..." There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Are they trying to get rid of Count Dracula with the help of His Excellency the Prince?"

It turned out that this was why they told the Prince that Dracula had let go of the Son of Light.

Brelando leaned on his throne, and drank the liquid in the glass leisurely, "The strength of the dukes is not as good as the earl, so I can't help being unconvinced." His eyes sharpened, and the wine glass in his hand made a slight click, The fine lines spread like spider webs, "But now is the time when our family lives and dies, and the new Holy Son succeeds, the power of the Holy See will inevitably rise again, suppressing us, whether it is Sweet or Dracula, I just hope they can understand each other Some."

Pierver asked, "The silver moonstone that Count Dracula said, shall we give him?"

Brelando stood up, walked into the dark room of the castle, opened a crystal clear crystal box, and looked at one of the shining silver rings, "Pierfer, you are my closest descendant, and I can only entrust this matter to you." I am relieved of you. This time you go and give him this ring. Please remember to convey my next words to him verbatim, saying: Since ancient times, there have been rules for transactions. I have After paying the price I have to pay, whether it can be finally achieved depends on Count Dracula."

Pierfer took the small crystal box, put it in his pocket, and bowed, "Please rest assured, Your Excellency."

He took two steps back, turned and walked out of the castle.

Now, it is dark night.

Black bat shadows flew across the forest.

When Jiang Chen came back, he saw the butler of the Brelando family whom he had seen a few days ago.

Pierfer stood up and saluted him, "Good night, Your Excellency the Earl."

He conveyed all Brelando's words.

Jiang Chen looked at the crystal box on the table, "Tell the prince for me, I have seen what he has done."

Bright Holy See.

Wright was lying on the bed with a pair of haggard eyes open.

He didn't dare to sleep, and when he fell asleep, he saw the battlefield full of corpses and Elizabeth's body in a pool of blood.

It seemed to be an illusion. According to the scriptures, some demons are good at playing with people's hearts.

However, such reality made it impossible for him to think that it was an illusion.

He also felt that now was just an illusion.

What is real and what is unreal.

His brain hurts thinking about it.Which one is the real self.

His consciousness seemed to be divided into two, constantly arguing.

One denies the meaning of Wright's existence, and the other denies the existence of Tepesh's memory.

One told him, you are Wright, the son of light, but you were tricked by the devil to experience the illusion of Nalantis. The devil just wants you to betray your belief in the Lord!Let you fall into endless darkness.

One said to him, you are Tepesh, the son of the dragon, and now Wright's identity is just an opportunity for you to seek the revenge of the devil. Your wife, children, family and country have all been persecuted by the evil gods. Do you want to give up the hatred of the country and the family? Do you want to be a follower of the gods to repeat the same mistakes? !

Wright's identity said to him, believe me!trust me!

Tepesh's memory says to him, I am the real one!The deep hatred must be reported!

His mind was messed up by the two consciousnesses. He stared, endured again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped up from the bed, overturned the table with his palm, and roared, "Shut up! Shut up! !"

The crystal lamp in the room clicked on.

The maid stood at the door and saw the mess on the ground, and asked in surprise, "Your Excellency Wright, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Wright's bloodshot eyes, she couldn't help shivering.