The author has something to say: there is a major overhaul, and the previous chapter should be re-read~

He noticed that Mr. R's eyes were very bright, almost like animals in the dark - of course, this is normal, and the cornea of a person can reflect light at certain angles. But such Mr. R still makes Grion a little uncomfortable.

There was a shallow fear in his heart, as if he had returned to a worthless time, and he looked at the security guards who surrounded the powerful, and looked at their bulging waists. He didn't see the guns, but he knew they were hidden under the crisp black suits.

Glion subconsciously opened his hand, and he made a gesture of surrender.

"I didn't mean anything else, I just thought...... Your boyfriend looks badly frightened, do you think he's going to need something? If I can do that, I can—"

"Get out. ”

A hoarse whisper came from behind "Mr. R".

Grien was slightly stunned, there was some strong emotion in his voice, and his voice was so sweet, as if sound waves could turn into velvet and glide across other people's eardrums.

Because of this, at first Grion couldn't even discern the meaning of the man's whisper.

"What?"

He asked in a trance.

"My lover and I want you to get out of here at once, and we don't need your compensation, trust me - you'll regret your faux pas. ”

"Mr. R" said coldly.

And by this time, even Grion could no longer find a reason to stay in this suite (even if he was now mad to see the true face of the "moonlight elf").

He finally left, but he was confident that next time he would not let anyone else drive him away.

"I need the monitoring channel and password for room 2904. ”

As he was about to leave the hallway for his office, he lowered his head and whispered in the ear of his most trusted deputy.

The latter's face became unusually strange.

"However, this is not in accordance with the Bylaws—"

"There's a superb, silver-haired, male, Caucasian in that room, and I don't think he's very old. ”

Grien continued.

He glanced at his deputy, and then he was very satisfied to see a look of clarity in his deputy's eye.

"A silver-haired Caucasian boy?"

The deputy repeated softly.

Grien licked his lips, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I'm sure the teacher will like the gift we prepared this time, if he can get this goods, I think he can even be sent directly to the highest church-"

Unbeknownst to Grien, the central figure of his discussion with his deputy, he was also discussing him with his companions.

"There's something wrong with that man. ”

Calvin sat on the ground with a pale face, and he said softly.

Reid had expected him to faint or collapse, but when the unsightly garbage left the room, Calvin didn't fall to the ground as vulnerable as he thought.

Of course, Calvin's condition could not be called very good, his body was covered with cold sweat, and there was not a trace of blood all over his body, but his eyes were calmer than ever, even cold.

Turning back at Calvin, Reed even overlapped him with the "angel" for a moment.

It wasn't until Calvin spoke again that he realized that Calvin hadn't fallen into another state.

"I saw it behind him...... Countless ghosts. ”

Calvin said calmly.

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were trembling slightly, even Reed wouldn't have realized that Calvin was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Calvin didn't tell Reed that he might not have seen more than just ghosts.

At some point, he even felt what had happened to those ghosts.

They are treated as goods and are controlled by different men and different gangs, and are deceived, humiliated, and physically punished......

Those who are a little more fortunate will become the tools of those who accumulate money, and they become fixed assets in the red light district under the control of drugs.

And not so lucky...... They will flow into darker and darker places.

They suffer mental torture while they can breathe, but that doesn't mean they can escape being sold when they die – their organs circulate in the black market for human organs, their bones are extracted to make beautiful crafts, and even their skin is carefully peeled off to make bags and tools that are loved by people with special fetishes.

Why would he accidentally let Glion become aware of his presence at the last moment...... It's just that at that time, he was about to be unable to bear the great pain caused by spiritual resonance.

It was a very young girl.

Galvania knew he shouldn't have understood the Russian language in the girl's mouth, but he felt it with his soul.

The girl's wrist was empty.

[They say that the hands of living girls are better and softer-]

The girl's ghost was no longer sane, and she kept repeating the phrase for the most painful time of her life.

And her hand was cut off from her wrist alive.

The man who bought her hands had made gloves out of her hands to rub and wipe his teapot made of some kind of clay sand—the teapot was softer and smoother with the girl's hand.

That's why the girl lost her hands.

Because of a teapot.

……

Calvin bit the tip of his tongue hard, and he forced himself to withdraw from the experiences of the girls and boys.

Reed watched him with great concern.

"Calvin, are you alright? If you feel sick anywhere, let me know...... Damn, your face is so ugly, should I let Fuge come out and take care of you......"

"I think I need a little whiskey. ”

Calvin said numbly.

He drank half a bottle of wine in one go, and the aura that lingered on him as if it was about to break at any time gradually faded.

Calvin calmly put the bottle back, and it slammed on the table.

"Casey...... The girl's name is Kathy, right? She didn't lie, she didn't come of age, those people faked everything...... She will have a very tragic fate, if we don't come to the rescue. ”

Calvin stared blankly at the crystal clear wine bottle, and then he looked at Reed, and there was a strong emotion in those dark purple pupils—like magma flowing under the cover of ice, with extreme anger and extreme restraint.

"But you should know that now we are on the run...... And the man just now may have sensed something. ”

Red Deer held out his hand, he stroked Calvin's face, and then said softly.

He observed Calvin's emotional changes with great satisfaction, and he believed that he saw contradictions and struggles in Calvin.

He almost loved Calvin like this, so fragile, so painful...... It's so beautiful again.

Red Deer felt as if he had taken on the role of the devil in this script.

Every word he uttered had an evil connotation in it—

"Do you really want to save that girl, even if you know you're going to be hunted by countless people...... What we have to face is not ordinary trouble, and behemoths like the Adventists are sometimes even more terrifying than the underworld. We can't even hope for any police or official power, we all know why......"

"Don't say it......"

Calvin's lips trembled, his eyes slightly reddened, and his purple pupils were stained with moist water.

And the red deer still played the role of a worried companion perfectly.

"I am not trying to dissuade you, Calvin, in fact, as long as you are determined, we will not hesitate to help you and follow you in whatever you have to do. I'm going to be your most loyal companion, and you know I will, right?"

"Reed ......"

"But I'm just a little worried about you, we all know that once you make up your mind to save someone, your identity may be revealed...... And the Adventists, they've been looking for you for years, and you're ...... now."

Reid reached out, his fingertips running down Calvin's cheek and slowly sliding down Calvin's back.

The pair of snow-white wings fluttered unconsciously under Reed's vague touch.

“…… You are the angel of this world now. ”

Red Deer said gently, almost dotingly

Calvin shuddered slightly in his arms.

"Fugg......" Calvin suddenly called out the doctor's name softly, the corners of Red Deer's eyes jumped slightly, and then he heard Calvin's next words, "Can Fuge prepare some medicine for me? If it is him, he should be able to concoct a lethal poison that can be carried with him?"

Red Deer's eyes were instantly stained with a hint of blood, and he should be glad that he didn't let Calvin see what he was like now.

"Let Fugg concoct the poison so I don't have to worry about what will happen to me if the Advent Faction catches me. I'm not worried about pain or anything else, but I'm worried that they're creating more evil in this world in my name. Calvin rested his head on the red deer's shoulder, and the ambivalence of his inner struggle faded and was replaced by a soft firmness.

"I'll save that girl named Casey, and you know I'll save it, right?"

"But, Calvin......"

"I actually kept thinking, why should I run away. Calvin raised his head, a faint smile appeared on his pale face, very rare, there seemed to be a hint of terror in this smile, "I killed so many people, I locked them in the auditorium in Angel Town, and burned them alive. But the amazing thing is that I don't actually feel too much guilt in my heart. What I never told you is that when I made that decision, I had made up my mind that I would turn myself in after burning those people...... But I didn't actually do that. I chose to run away, went incognito, and fled all the way to the present...... Perhaps, I was just waiting. ”

Calvin suddenly approached the red deer, kissed the red deer's dry lips, and gently gnawed a small wound on the other person's lips with his teeth.

Calvin licked the drop of blood that had spilled from the wound on Reed's lip into his mouth.

"Maybe I'm just waiting...... The next Adventist church on fire. ”

Calvin heard himself murmur in a strange, hoarse tone.

"I may have been, a demon. ”

At the end of his speech, Calvin's tone was imperceptibly shaken.

Reed's hand pressed heavily on Calvin's back, and he held Calvin in his arms, so strong that it seemed to sink Calvin's whole body into his chest.

"No, Calvin, you're not a demon, you've just done what you should have done-"

Under the extreme excitement, Red Deer's body trembled abnormally, and even the facial muscles began to twitch slightly.

"Don't worry, I'll help you. ”

He said.

Calvin raised his eyes from an angle he couldn't see, his cold, dark gaze pausing in a few specific corners above the ceiling of the suite.

At the same time, at the other end, several floors away from them, a man's cry of surprise was heard.

"What's going on?"

Just a few minutes earlier, in Greon's office, he and his deputy had turned on their computers and entered the password on their keyboards.

They illegally turned on the surveillance of Calvin and Reed's room, intending to monitor the movements of the two people in the room in real time.

But after the computer screen lights up, the surveillance footage that should have appeared is not visible.

Hidden in Glien's eyes was something else.

The moment he saw that scene, his deputy jumped up from his seat, stepped back again and again, and almost fell to the ground.

"My God, what the hell is this—"

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Church of the Divine Truth Town Adventist

Joshua walked slowly, past the silent attendants, toward the cold, dark chapel.

Normally at this time he should have punished his sins in the Hall of Agony with sharp stones and claustrophobia, but today was a special day—there was a day every month when he would let himself come to the Shrine.

It was a brief moment of heaven that he had given himself to sustain him through this long and painful mortal life.

Those were some very beautiful teenagers—

The long bleached silver hair and the blue eyes that are infinitely close to deep purple have the slender hands and feet of a young man and a delicate face that has not grown.

Joshua's favorite will always be teenagers, but occasionally only girls will meet his preferences, and he will allow them to be accepted.

Today, to Joshua's delight, Snow White, locked in the center of the hall, belonged to a teenager. In the dim light, his skin was so white that it seemed to fluoresce slightly.

"It's beautiful......"

Joshua couldn't help but let out a weak moan.

He stared intently at the young man's body, his breathing gradually picking up.

It took him a long moment before he slowly approached the young man, who was chained to a rudimentary altar, and though his eyes were open, it was difficult to say that he was still conscious. His head hung weakly, his pupils dilated, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick mist, and his jaw was weakly open, so that the corners of his mouth were always soaked in saliva from his mouth. Perhaps the person who prepared all this also felt that there was no beauty in the boy and girl with his mouth open and drooling, so this time he stuffed the boy's mouth with the buds of tiny pearl roses.

This detail flattered Joshua perfectly.

Joshua stretched out his finger and stirred it gently in the boy's mouth, then put the rose-scented saliva in front of his nose and sniffed it deeply.

His body trembled slightly.

Then he let out a strange, hoarse laugh like a night raven.

"You're so beautiful, brother, you're so beautiful. ”

Joshua licked the young man's face, neck, and chest with his gaze, his gaze was so sincere and scathing, but if he looked closely, he felt that what he was really staring at was not the boy himself, but the other person he had imagined.

"Brother...... I really miss you...... I adore you......"

Joshua's cheekbones were red, and he clumsily climbed onto the altar and straddled the boy.

The weight of his body finally brought the boy on the altar back to his senses, who shook his head in confusion, as if he wanted to say something, but the pronunciation in his throat was strange.

He seemed to realize what was in his mouth, the iron rope rubbed against the stone altar, making a rustling sound, and the boy began to subconsciously spit out the buds in his mouth.

This move made Joshua, who was still unreal and intoxicated, instantly fall into a rage.

"No, don't-don't make a sound-don't-"

Joshua grabbed the boy by the hair and shook it, then screamed.

"Hmm............ ￥…… ：

The boy stared at Joshua in a trance, and asked vaguely.

But Joshua didn't understand the language the boy was using.

The false illusions that Joshua had imposed on the boy became more and more fragile, and he looked at the boy in shock, and then he saw the boy's new hair roots, a slightly dull dark yellow, and his snow-white, hazy pearly skin with tiny freckles and spots, the boy's facial features were not symmetrical, and the Adam's apple was more pronounced than that of a boy of his age.

He didn't look like the angel Calvin he once had...... Nor is there the slightest hint of sacredness.

And this led directly to Joshua's loss of control.

"I told you not to make a sound—you're not like anymore—give it back to me—brother—give it back to me—"

Joshua couldn't help but start crying, and in a fit of rage, he reached out and covered the boy's mouth and nose.

Maybe he really just wanted to keep the other person from making a sound, but in reality he made the other person almost breathless.

The pain of suffocation finally brought the boy to his senses, and the boy began to struggle desperately.

"Don't scream, don't scream, ahh!!hh

On several occasions, Joshua was nearly thrown under the altar by the boy, but in the end he grabbed him by the hair to stabilize himself.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, Joshua let out a cry of pain that was different from the previous one, and a few seconds later one of his hands grabbed the chin of the young man below him, and pulled his other hand out of the other's mouth.

He held his hand blankly, tilted his head, and looked at his finger—a deep tooth mark appeared on the pad of his finger, almost bitten through, and blood gushing out like a broken faucet.

It was bitten by the boy who was extremely strong in his desire to survive.

“…… ￥……”

While Joshua was in a daze, the boy began to scream in a foreign language.

"Stop screaming—"

Joshua's eyes twitched slightly, and he nervously raised his middle finger at the remaining teenagers.

The blood on his fingers stained his face, and the young man's eyes overflowed with intense fear, and he screamed even louder......

"Stop yelling. ”

Joshua repeated it in a very small voice.

He didn't want to hurt anyone, he thought very weakly.

Even if he had discovered that the boy beneath him was nothing more than a clumsy and disgusting fake.

He just hoped that the other party would keep his mouth shut and let him be quiet for a while, and his mood had already changed from an illusory high at the beginning to an extreme depression.

The forgeries they sent him were like invisible mirrors, revealing the ridiculousness and weirdness of Joshua himself—and he himself was in fact just like these pathetic and inferior individuals, just forgeries modeled after the real angel Calvin.

Anyone who is a little more sober can see the difference between them and the true angels.

Like Joshua, he himself had to undergo a large dose of chemical dyeing every other week to turn his hair as silver as he imagined—but his hair would never be as shiny and silky as his brother's.

Joshua's gray hair was as thin and dry as an eighty-year-old man's hair without special care, and he often wept because of it.

As for his eyes, his skin, and his facial features that have been transformed by countless plastic surgeries, they are all so weird and ugly.

Whenever he thought of his ugliness, Joshua fell into an abyss of rage and frustration at the same time.

"Hmm...... Not... Save...... Save ......"

But Joshua's wish for the boy to be quiet was not fulfilled. The boy seemed to finally remember the only English word he knew, and he opened his mouth and shouted, pronounced strangely.

This made Joshua's mind go blank for an instant—

"Shut up, shut up, you pig-"

Joshua grabbed the young man's throat hard. The boy struggled, making a voice so ugly that Joshua broke down. He didn't realize that his movements were too rough—his nails digging deep into the boy's throat—

Finally, the boy fell silent.

It took Joshua a moment to realize that the sound that echoed through the hall was actually his own howl.

And when he lowered his head, he saw the corpse of a young man with a purple and distorted face and bulging eyes.

The poor boy had been strangled to death by Joshua on the altar.

"No ......"

A broken murmur escaped from Joshua's lips.

Frightened, he rolled off the altar, and then he stared at the boy, finally realizing what he had done.

"I just...... I just want you to be quiet...... Brother...... No...... Brother ......"

Joshua slowly slumped to his feet, and he curled up on the cold ground, whimpering loudly. 166 Reading Network