Unsurprisingly, Red Deer's actions startled everyone present, and Daniel Wright took a sharp step back, his hand on the shoulder of "Angel" Iller, subconsciously protecting the other party.

"Be careful, Calvin—"

His lips twitched, and he subconsciously called out a name, but he reacted quickly, the fingers on the shoulders of the "Child of Light" tightened suddenly, and his gaze quickly swept over the others present, thank God, no one noticed his small mistake, because at this time the others ...... Including the prison priest and two police officers, they all seemed to be stunned by the actions of the "red deer". Daniel noticed that the two officers' fingers had been triggered, but their bodies trembled like frightened quails as they held their guns.

The former cosmetics salesman, the current Adventist Pope, slowly loosened his fingers.

The corners of his mouth were slightly downturned, a restrained expression of contempt, mixed with a hint of annoyance. He stared at the "red deer" in the confinement chamber, the young and handsome death row prisoner with his face pressed against the metal fence, his cheeks glowing an unnatural red, his gaze at the "angel" as bright as a ghost fire in a cemetery, and at the same time panting like a dog dying of hunger, the heavy breathing mixed with the killer's choking.

Daniel Wright felt his heart slowly thrust back into place. He couldn't mistake the look on Red Deer's face, the kind of frenzy he knew all too well, he had seen the same look on the faces of too many people, all of whom were now the most devoted Adventists (Daniel glanced unconsciously at the prison priest beside him). It doesn't matter who they were before, they were cunning, stupid, rich, poor...... After seeing Calvin, oh no, this deformed boy who should be called "Children of Light," they were conquered—literally "conquered."

They would fanatically adore and adore the boy, the "angel" whom Daniel had carefully crafted.

Daniel Wright knew Angel and his mother had been in charge of a direct-to-consumer cosmetics area in Southern California, and as a man with only a high school education, he did a pretty good job, and it had to do with his ability to judge people with a keen eye, he knew what those people needed, and he wouldn't tell worried housewives that his products would rejuvenate people, which sounded too frivolous and unrealistic, and he would say to them, "Look, my products can make your jaw contours clearer" - That sounds a lot more reliable, and his use of the word "jawline" makes him look extra professional.

"Use the word 'jawline', not 'chin'. "When he was a salesman, he always said that to his sales team.

When Daniel Wright finally caught the Angel opportunity, he found that running a religious group was not much different from running a direct-selling cosmetics team, and it could even be said that the former seemed to be simpler. He can still give his "customers" what they want, spiritual salvation or spiritual comfort...... Daniel easily realizes that the more spiritually empty (to put it more bluntly, "with a broken heart") people fall into the obsession with angels, and they soon become the most stable source of income for the entire sect.

If before this, Daniel Wright was more or less wary of the mysterious rumors about "Red Deer", now he has completely calmed down. A faint irritation slipped through his thoughts, and he felt faintly unpleasant at the horror he had had for Red Deer.

While others who are obsessed with Angels can bring benefits to his cause, Red Deer is just a death row prisoner who will be sent to the true God in less than a few hours.

It's just a fool who is charmed.

Daniel Wright said to himself.

Of course, "Red Deer" is not all useless. After making sure that "Red Deer" was just a normal fanatic, Daniel let go of the palm that was pressing on "Child of Light", and he took a few steps back, allowing "Angel" to stand in front of the iron door of the confinement chamber and look out the window at "Red Deer".

Then he took out the hand-held camera from his briefcase and pointed it at the little angel, who had been silent......

"Don't worry," Daniel said to the officer beside him, "His Highness the 'Child of Light' has God's favor in him, and he will bring true salvation to this demon. ”

He deliberately used an awkward honorific title, and the officers' eyes twitched, and they hesitantly put their guns back.

"Well, but...... That's just a kid. ”

The cold sweat on the face of one of the officers reflected a greasy light in the white light. He was almost standing against the wall, and Daniel could see the unease in his eyes.

"That's ......"

"That's a 'child of light'! not a 'child'!"

Imogin's hoarse whisper replaced Daniel's explanation, and the elderly priest didn't know when he was standing by their side.

Daniel saw that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and the priest's hands were holding the cross tightly, and he licked his chapped lips and spoke excitedly.

"He'll take God's behalf to get those demons back to where they're supposed to be—"

Daniel laughed contentedly behind Imogin's back, and he turned on the camera to make sure that the striking wings of the Children of Light and the Red Deer were in the frame - the short film he was about to shoot would be posted on the Advent website. Daniel is pretty sure that the public's interest in "Red Deer" and "Angel" will bring thousands of traffic and clicks, and what better way to get the word out?

"You can get started. ”

Daniel said, moving his finger slightly, pressed the camera's button.

The wings of the "Child of Light" flapped over the boy's thin back.

This is a child who is much more silent than his peers, in fact, when everyone was startled by the "red deer" before, he was the only one who always maintained an astonishing composure - when a person hugged a homeless man with maggots on his head in front of various cameras, a severely diabetic with a rotten body that was half rotten, and all kinds of death row inmates who attracted the world's attention for their crazy murderous behavior, even a thirteen-year-old boy exercised enough numbness to face the world.

Feeling Daniel's departure, he slowly lifted his violet eyes from behind his bangs and looked at "Red Deer".

"Red Deer" squeezed a long gasp out of his throat.

There is no one who can describe the appearance of the "angel" in words, he is beautiful, absolutely beautiful. His features were delicate and balanced, carefully pieced together by God, his skin was as white as freshly milked, without a spot the size of a pinpoint, his lips were a tender rose color, and when he spoke, "Red Deer" could see through the wonderful, soft flaps of his lips that little white teeth were in his mouth.

A faint sweetness rose from the throat of the "red deer", and in his empathy he felt as if he had tasted the taste of the angel in front of him, which was the sweetness of honey and flower buds, with the aroma of milk and honey.