In the quaint and majestic church of "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah......, girls dressed in white nun clothes stand in front of the cross and sing hymns reverently.

The youngest of the girls was only twelve years old, and the oldest was only sixteen years old, and they were in the best season of their lives. Just standing there, it reveals unparalleled innocence and nobility.

They are frigates, a group of holy virgins who are ready to dedicate their lives to the gods. At the end of their five-year apprenticeship, they change into black and white nun clothes and become official nuns until the end of their lives......

The church bell struck the tenth time, and a tall, thin old man came out of the confessional on the right side of the church hall. The old man was dressed in a proper clergyman's robe, with a silver cross on his chest, his white hair neatly combed behind his head, and his gray beard meticulously groomed. The old man's name was Sebas, and he was not only the bishop of the church, but also the priest and the priest, and in addition to that, the dear father in the eyes of the children......

"Alright, kids, that's all for today. Sebas said to the sisters in the choir. Those holy children have been singing for an hour, and it's time to take a break.

With Sebas's promise, the girls finished singing the last note, and then reverently crossed their breasts, and then gradually dispersed, and the room behind the church was already prepared with water for them to quench their thirst. After drinking the water, there was still some farm work waiting for them to do.

In the attic, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy secretly watched the back of the girls leaving, and there was an inexplicable look in his single eye—curiosity, envy, and greed. The boy's name was Christian, and he was the bell-ringer of St. Joan of Arc's Cathedral.

Originally not part of Joan of Arc's Cathedral, Christian's mother was said to have been a prostitute who died of illness shortly after giving birth to Christian. Growing up in brothels, where prostitutes and women played the role of his mother, Christian naturally learned to steal and cheat. Because of this, he lost his right eye and three fingers at the age of eight, and if it hadn't been for Father Sebas's chance of passing by to block an angry prostitute, Christian would have been beaten to death with a stick.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in the stairwell, and Christian hurriedly stood up, grabbing a mass of rags and wiping the table in disguise. The footsteps stopped behind him, and Christian turned around, where Father Sebas was looking at him with a look of relief.

"Hello, Father, is there anything wrong?" said Christian, calmly, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm...... Ah, nothing, kid, you're doing well. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, I really appreciate it. ”

"No need to do that, kid. By the way, today is the 15th, so I need you to go to the market and buy this month's wheat and vegetables. The priest took three silver coins from his pocket and placed them in the palm of Christian's hand, "In a moment Mr. Robbie's carriage will go to the bazaar to sell wine, and I will ask him to let you go with him, and then come back in his car." ”

"Okay priest, I'll go right away. ”

On the 15th of every month, the priest would ask him to buy food and some consumables, and this has gradually become a rule. In order to avoid that Christian did not have enough money to buy things, the priest would give a little more each time, and then take back the excess when he was done with his purchases.

At first, Christian did honestly give all the money to the priest, but after a few times he began to take kickbacks, anyway, the priest didn't know how much money these things were, it was better to get himself some change to spend, he thought. Moreover, the priest is already old, and he may go to see the Lord he serves one day, and if the priest who takes over the cathedral of Joan of Arc throws himself out, it will be doomed.

"Sit it down for me, you shameless little bastard. Robbie scolded with a drunken face, his chubby face full of disgust, "Don't spoil my wine, or I'll settle accounts with you." ”

"Damn drunkard...... Christian, scolded inwardly, but still respectfully on the surface, "rest assured, I will take good care of your wine, and Father Sebas has said that your wine is the best in London." ”

"You wild fox of the Caucasus, filthy-hearted waste, you can fool the priest, but you can't fool me. Robbie snorted angrily, "Don't say that damn thing to me again, I don't want to have anything to do with you except to bring you over and back." ”

"Well, it couldn't be better......"

Father Sebas sat quietly in the confessional room, even though no one had come to talk to him today. Joan of Arc Cathedral is not usually visited by many people except during the worship service, and after giving lectures to the trainee nuns, Sebas always habitually locks himself in the confessional. For him, putting his hand on his Bible and praying is the best way to rest......

The second prayer had already been recited, but Father Sebas was still frowning. Although no one rang the bell on time today, he still knew the approximate time, could it be that something was wrong?

While Father Sebas was thinking, a bell hanging in the confessional chamber rang three times.

"Thank goodness. ”

The sudden ringing of the bell breaks the dead silence of the confessional and also breaks the anxiety of Sebas. He took a lantern from the wall and lit it, then lifted the carpet that lay beneath his feet, with a groove in an inconspicuous corner of the ground. Sebas held the lantern in his left hand and pulled it out with his right hand on the groove, revealing a swarthy hole.

He descended the stairs to the cave, and after walking for a while, a man in a cloak flashed out of the darkness.

"Why is it so late today, what's going on?" asked Father Sebas, hanging the lantern on the wall.

"Priest......" The man's voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well now, "we failed, three of our companions were killed, and now he must be more vigilant, we ...... There may not be a chance. ”

"May God accept these indomitable souls. Father Sebas crossed with a solemn expression, and the dim light of the fire shone on the uncertain faces of the two men, "Did these poor children hurt him?"

"They did hurt him, but they didn't let the wound come into contact with the silver, which is why we lost so much......

“...... Whatever wound is not wounded by a holy artifact, it will be healed in three breaths. Sebas frowned and said in frustration.

"What's next, give up or continue?"

After a long silence, Sebas slowly spoke: "Go on, but all you have to do is track down his location, this time, I'll hunt him." ”

"With all due respect, I don't think you have what it takes to hunt a vampire who killed three young bloodhunts on your own. The man deliberately accentuated his tone when he spoke of age.

"Still in the case of being ambushed. Sebas added.

"As you say, I still think it's better for you to pray for us in church. ”

"Thank you for your concern, kid. Sebas smiled indifferently, his old eyes narrowed into a slit, "I am indeed old, but I am still very young compared to these undead monsters, and ......" Sebaston paused: "I have been a blood hunter for much longer than I have served God, and an unqualified priest may not be qualified to accompany God." ”

"But ......"

Sebas interrupted the man with a wave of his hand, "If I were ten years younger, I might have listened to you, but I'm old enough, so ...... Do as I say. ”

"I see. The man nodded gloomily, "Good luck, then, and I hope that I will have the opportunity to repent in front of you in the future......"

Sending off the messenger, Sebas crawled out of the secret passage and restored everything to its original state.

In the evening, Robbie's wagon, laden with goods, stopped in front of the church. After helping the priest move the grain and vegetables into the warehouse, the chubby wine merchant said goodbye to the priest while wiping his sweat: "Okay priest, I have brought these things back completely, including this bastard, of course. With that, Robbie pointed in Christan's direction.

"Thank you for all you have done for the Cathedral of Joan of Arc, Mr. Robbie, and may the Lord be with you. Sebas said with a smile and a bow.

Robbie smiled heartily: "It's nothing, besides, you have done so much for us, it is my honor to be able to help you." With that, Robbie straightened his clothes: "Then, Father Sebas, I'll take my leave, and you, little bastard, don't forget to return the change to Father Priest." ”

Christian quietly gave a middle finger up.

Watching Robbie board the carriage and leave, Sebas walked up to Christian and put his arm around his shoulder: "Child, I know Robbie's words are hurtful, but this is the price of what you did wrong, you know, the injury is like a nail in a plank, even if it is removed, the traces caused are difficult to erase." All you have to do is try to make up for it, make it up with your better self, and wait for time to witness this subtle change. ”

"Yes Father, I will. Christian replied with a bowed head.

Night is always a fig leaf for evil, because of darkness, so darkness.

The serial killings in the city of London have caused panic, and even Edward, the Black Prince, who is the Earl of Chester, the Duke of Cornwall and the Prince of Wales, has been summoned to the royal palace by King Edward III.

"When the first incident occurs, you should call me, dear father. Edward, the Black Prince, said to the king, who was also his father, "After all, Yu is a warrior and is much easier at dealing with such matters than you, who are good at politics. ”

"Watch your words!" Edward III's right hand slammed on the throne, "I declare that your purpose is not to listen to your senseless whining, for you, there is only yes or no, no cause, no process, only effect!"

"Yes, Father. Edward, the Black Prince, said on his knees, but his eyes, which were hidden by his long hair, were full of disdain and coldness.

"Very well, this is my son. The king approving, but there was not the slightest mildness in his eyes, "I think you and your soldiers must be very hungry, go down and rest first, I will wash you away the dust and fatigue with the blood of the sweetest maiden, and after that, you will be among the murderers of London......"

"Thank you for your generosity. Hearing the fresh blood, a satisfied smile appeared on the black prince's pale face, and even the originally hazel eyes seemed to have turned blood-red.

Not a single small change escaped the king's eyes, but the king did not seem to hate the change: "Go down, the drink will come later, be careful not to lose your temper too much." ”

"Yes, Father. ”

Leaving the cold palace, Edward the Black Prince walked towards his temporary residence in the darkness of the night. As he walked through a grove of trees, several ghostly figures flashed out from behind him.

"Is there any problem with the inspection of the mansion?" asked the Black Prince, his tone both helpless and playful.

"Yes, no anomalies were found, and the blackout was good, making it ideal for daytime abode. A female voice replied.

"Very good, it seems that Yu will be able to sleep well this time. The Black Prince smiled self-deprecatingly, Edward III was notoriously distrustful of him, but he remained loyal to Edward III because of the constant connection that was rooted in his blood......

"During the day, the rest of the people are inconvenient to move, so, Viscount Tovel, be sure to inquire tomorrow how many people have been killed, and how many are missing. Edward, the Black Prince, instructed a handsome man with blond hair, "Yu is very interested in anyone who dares to openly challenge the 'Commandments', but since the Presbyterian Council doesn't know about it yet, Yu will try to keep him alive." ”

"With all due respect, what you're doing is tantamount to cover-up. Towell said lightly.

"Cover-up? That's right. The Black Prince generously admitted, "Yu recently wanted to raise a mad dog to pee on the Vatican, and this is just an opportunity." Presumably, Mr. Viscount will grant Yu's little wish. ”

Edward, the Black Prince, stared at Towell's handsome face with fiery eyes, and the latter turned his head and replied lightly, "Of course, I'm happy to serve you." ”

"Very well, then, let's all go and rest......"