March 23rd.
It wasn’t until around nine o’clock in the morning that Aleister slowly opened his eyes.
"...My brain is still a little dizzy."
She stared at the ceiling blankly for a while, then closed her eyes with peace of mind and retreated into Isabel's quilt.
This is not Star Antimony, nor dangerous and chaotic Leipzig. This is Avalon, this is the glass island, this is the palace of silver and tin... this is Isabel's bedroom.
This is absolutely safe...home.
"Don't give up my dream, keep sleeping..."
Aleister muttered, huddled up with warm sleepiness.
While half asleep and half awake, she felt someone quietly opened a crack in the quilt, and the cat sneaked in, and then quietly hugged Aleister's slender waist.
Aleister did not react at all, and even hugged the arm in return.
"Hey~"
Isabel's voice sounded like a whisper in Aleister's ears, accompanied by warm breath and a slight tickle in the hanging hair: "You How do you know it's me who's coming in?"
"...If it wasn't you, you would have been beaten out by your guards."
Aleister turned around. He put his arms around Isabel, huddled in Isabel's arms and murmured softly.
Of course, there is another reason - that is, she can smell Isabel.
Thanks to Moonchild’s keen sense of smell. As early as Isabel tiptoed closer, Aleister had already smelled her scent.
Isabel lovingly touched Aleister's head in her arms and said softly: "When you are tired, take a rest."
In Isabel's memory, Aiwass Basically, I never really took a break for a while. Even when nothing seems to be going on, he is always studying hard or dealing with government affairs. Ever since Isabel met Aiwass, he had never had a day off.
Even now, Aiwass has fallen into a true sleep, but he is still protecting the Eternal Theocracy in another way. And at the same time, he changed his attitude and entered a busier and more dangerous job...
Anyway, Isabel has already asked - Aleister still has plenty of time. Several days were enough for her to run back and forth.
Now that I can empty my mind, think about nothing, and take a good rest... it can be said to be an extremely rare opportunity.
For this reason, Isabel pushed all the affairs of the past two days to Mycroft Hermes. Just to spend more time with Aleister.
She patted Aleister's back gently and sang softly the lullaby she had sung in her dream when they first met.
At that time, Aiwass was still trying to resist the sleepiness caused by her lullaby... But now, Aleister no longer has the need to resist.
She has already fallen into tranquilityAnd a deep sleep.
At this moment.
The star in the distance is Leipzig, the city of knowledge.
The Earl of Leipzig was forced to wake up before the sun rose.
It wasn’t that there was any work to be done...but that there was someone who brought work that he had to deal with.
In the swimming pool of Leipzig Manor, Pomponazzi walked up with a girl in his arms. Water droplets fell on the ground as he moved forward, but he just shook his head casually, shaking the water droplets off his hair like a dog.
He picked up a glass of iced lemon brandy with sugar from the hand of the footman who was always holding a tray and took a sip.
The first generation Red Prime Minister chuckled and said leisurely: "Have you not found Bayard yet?
"——In your territory, you can't find anyone for several hours. . You let me down, Finn. ”
Pomponacci rarely pronounced the name of Count Leipzig, and slowly poured the remaining wine in his glass onto Count Leipzig’s hair.
Leipzig’s appreciation for himself He takes his hair very seriously, and would usually glare at anyone who touches it casually, but at this moment he doesn't dare to move, letting the sugary and sticky wine flow down his hair and neck, and onto his expensive dress.
He didn't bother to wipe the wine, and he was even in a daze for a moment.
Fern...he hadn't heard this name for a long time.
p>After the former Finn Heinrich was loved by the queen, people respectfully called him Prince Heinrich; and after he was ordered to build the city of knowledge Leipzig as his fiefdom, people He called him the Count of Leipzig more respectfully. Nowadays, his friends usually just call him "Leipzig" or "Heinrich".
Today, I'm afraid there are not many people anymore. I still remember his name.
What does it mean when his father suddenly calls his name? Is it a sign of intimacy? Or is it a kind of control... or a warning? ? Is it to show that I am still a child in front of him, or that I am already a little dissatisfied with my control of Leipzig...
The Earl of Leipzig thought quickly, but still could not distinguish Peng Bonazi's intention. He said respectfully: "At least we already know that Ms. Bayard has been living with Prince Szijjarto during this period..."
"What kind of person does she like?" Then give it to her. "
Pomponacci said casually: "I will go back and remove little Szijjarto from Valentine. She can take her away directly if she wants. "
"Yes, we have also found out that she took a monster to the ziggurat..."
"...Monster? "
Peng Bona raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised: "Is it the Shadow Demon? "
The Earl of Leipzig shook his head: "No, it is a monster of flesh and blood. It looks... a bit like a childThe dragon of the year. "
"Maybe it's her pet. "
Peng Bonazi didn't take it seriously and commented with a smile: "It could be her lover or her child, or it could be her lover and her child. Who knows. "
After hearing this information, he looked at the Earl of Leipzig again and nodded with slight satisfaction: "Not bad, I haven't been too disappointed yet. "
"This is all your..."
The Earl of Leipzig was interrupted before he could finish his flattering words.
"——But Not enough. "
Pomponacci handed the empty wine glass to the Earl of Leipzig and patted the back of his hand gently: "Don't make me wait too long... When will you find it? Bayard? Let’s get an accurate estimate. "
"If everything goes well..."
"I don't want to listen to perfunctory words like 'what if'. "
Peng Bonaqi's eyes were deep: "I want to see her before dark tonight. Aren’t there any clues? Then go find it. "
The Earl of Leipzig responded: "Yes..."
"Oh, that's right. Remember to be polite and don't get me into trouble. "
"...Yes. "
The Earl of Leipzig was silent for a while, but still bowed his head in response.
The blond and red-eyed young man emphasized, his eyes full of boredom. That was what he always said about his "children" It arouses the irritation of all kinds of enemies to him - although Pomponazzi's character is extremely ups and downs, extravagant and depraved, he really doesn't have many enemies of his own.
After all, Pomponazzi is. A believer in the banquet, he believes that "everyone is a guest"
His attitude towards guests is much better than his own children, and he is more interested in taking people to play than threatening and forcing them. , making friends through endless joy. On the contrary, after getting to know him, his attitude gradually became bad, and he also showed his irritability and impermanence.
On the contrary, it was him. The children of the Moon who were transformed by him were much more arrogant and high-profile than him. They were never afraid of causing trouble, and they would come back to give Peng Bonaqi a beating after he vented his anger. , will always wipe their butts.
The most famous one is "Succubus" Emma
But in the past twenty years... the Earl of Leipzig. He could clearly feel that Peng Bonazi was becoming more and more irritable and irritable. In the past, he would always laugh it off or even laugh at the children's stupidity, but now he was getting angry more and more often. ...
His previous desires were not that strong, as if he had to vent his desires all the time - at that time, he preferred to hold banquets, drink blood or have sex with the friends he made. Drinking. Listening to music, watching performances, chatting about someone's gossip and dirty information day after day, and commenting critically on the stupidity and failures of the king and other factions, flesh and blood lust accounts for less than one tenth.
The fact that he has left so few biological children over the years is evidence of this.
p>——That seems to be an anxious emotion.
It may also be the aging of the soul.
While chatting with his friends in the Ziggurat, the Count of Leipzig also learned that... Longevity on the path of love does not mean eternal life. It is an "extremely powerful vitality", but the spirit does not belong to the immortal species.
The life of a child of the moon is closer to that of a human being than the elves who live really long lives and therefore live an extremely slow pace. This is proof.
And this also means that the Moon Child has another kind of "life span". That is their spiritual lifespan - even the Children of the Moon have many paths of physical life. As long as it is a material life, it will lose control because the path is overflowing, so the son of the moon will become more and more extreme as his life span increases. It's just that the Moon Child itself has no so-called "original heart", so there is no such thing as "losing the original heart".
——Obviously, Peng Bonazi’s sanity was on the verge of reaching its limit.
If he cannot embark on the path of perfection and advance to the sixth level... when his path of love is completely deformed and begins to cover the path of transcendence, he may never be able to advance again.
However, there may be another way...
An extremely transcendent idea suddenly appeared in the Earl of Leipzig's mind.
Even at the moment when the thought was generated, he felt that the transcendent path that he had not moved for many years began to activate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Father...I suddenly had an idea..."
He hesitated and hesitated - because the idea was too transgressive.
Peng Bonazi glanced at him.
Originally, he should have been furious at this kind of irritating, cowardly and inhuman behavior, and started to reprimand or even beat the other person.
But looking at the purple halo clearly visible under the eyes of the Earl of Leipzig, Peng Bonazi took the towel handed by the girl next to him with great interest. He just casually put it on his shoulders, then folded his arms and waited patiently for the Earl of Leipzig to sort out his words.
Because the girl next to Pomponazzi was also an insider - her father was also a participant in the Ring of Coupling and almost became a sacrifice, so the Earl of Leipzig did not shy away from it: < /p>
"...Father, the [Ring of the Ending Tantra] ritual obtained from the stone tablet of "The Ending Tantra" actually does not restrict its use beyond the path."
" Well, I know."
"Rose Cross summons the fifth-level transcendents from all over the world and gathers them... intending to use the Ring of Usage ritual to steal the power of the Fallen Heaven Division. For the purpose, they need more Transcendents to pull down enough power in the ceremony..."
The Earl of Leipzig said slowly and hesitantly: "Then we Sons of the Moon...can we do it too? Use [Ring of Coupling]? "The transcoding has been serious recently, which makes us more motivated and updates faster. Please use your little hands to exit the reading mode. Thank you