Chapter 559: Birth
To the west of the empire, the kingdom of Beelzebub.
It is the seat of the Rose Crown and the birthplace of the Red Apple Church, and even though it's winter, roses can be seen in full bloom all over the country.
Both the upper class and the lower classes have a strong love for roses, which is passed down in the bloodline, from culture, customs and beliefs, and is the result of precipitation over thousands of years or even longer.
Located in the northern part of the kingdom, in the center of the Duke of Snow Fox, lies an extravagant but ancient villa on the mountainside, with a large cluster of red buildings scattered all over the mountainside, and the high walls in the spire-like style are covered with bright red and vigorous roses.
The family of the lord Duke Holm lived here.
The villa was located on a high point overlooking the town, but it seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world, the lords were not allowed to set foot in it, and the duke's family would not go down the hill into the city at will.
Today is a holy day because the Duchess gave birth.
At 9:45 a.m., a baby girl fell to the ground.
The baby's cry resounded through the villa, but strangely, there was no hurried footsteps, no cheers, not even normal conversations.
In the deserted villa, there was only one cry.
Wow –
Wow –
The sound was echoing, as if to indicate something, and even the roses around the villa swayed with the cry.
In the hall of the villa, all the normal furniture was removed, leaving an extremely spacious open space, in the center, a complex circle carved with blood, and a bed and a cradle placed above it, from which the cry came from.
It's just that the duchess lying on the bed has been dead for a long time. She was dressed in white, and her belly was red with blood, like a rose blooming in the snow...... The eyes remained open, their amber eyes hollow, but the corners of their mouths still wore a strange and reverent smile.
A man in a formal red dress and a beveled beveled hat kneels on his knees and bows to the cradle.
He held an open copy of the Rose Bible in his left hand and a red rose in his right hand, and his mouth was chanting doctrines and gifts, with a feverish expression and a determined look in his eyes.
This is exactly the owner of the villa, and indeed the entire Snow Fox Territory, the Duke of Holm.
Behind him, dozens of red-robed priests knelt neatly and solemnly, bowing their heads silently, not daring to look at the cradle.
Farther away, there was a dense crowd of monks, kneeling on the ground in a crowded but undisturbed manner, almost filling the entire villa.
Soon, all of them followed the Duke of Holm and recited one prayer after another in unison:
"God said, Hunger is man's nature, and devouring is obedience to the heart......"
"God said, Flesh is the root of man, and it grows to the ...... of life."
"God said, Sickness is but a necessary way, and we need to be tested......"
For some reason, someone suddenly burst into tears.
It was as if empathy with God and infection with pain.
The voices of all were gradually rising, almost deafening. A frenetic and pious atmosphere pervades the entire villa.
"The Loyal Gardener of the Rose Kingdom, the Man of the Harvest at the Scarlet Festival...... Great Dolomi Purnis, we welcome your resurrection and sacrifice your birth! ”
Scold!
Whoosh!
Each of the red-robed friars took out a sharp knife from his bosom and stabbed it into his left chest without hesitation, piercing his heart.
Hot blood, flowing freely.
The priests ripped off their heads, and with twisted expressions of pain and tears, they held their heads in their hands and held them high towards the cradle.
The Duke of Holm turned a deaf ear to everything around him, and he put the rose between the Bibles, put them down in his hand, and bowed vigorously.
Boom!
Boom!!
His head hit the floor hard, his forehead was bleeding, and he didn't do anything...... It wasn't until his face was covered in blood that the Duke of Holm passed out with a happy smile.
The crying continued for a long time, and then it came to an abrupt end.
The villa was dead silent again.
It's just that the fragrance of roses is filled with rich blood.
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"Lord Jack, this is the information you need."
In the room, the faceless waiter solemnly placed a sealed stack of papers on the table, and then added:
"The Speaker personally went to the Kingdom of Beelzebub to investigate, and the information is very credible, and he also asked me to convey to you, everything is going well."
"Thank you."
Chen Lun nodded and placed the two gold pounds on its tray.
After the faceless waiter had finished his salute and retired, he opened the kraft paper and read it carefully.
This is an important piece of information that he has gathered by using the power of the Generous Council, and even getting Speaker Azgiirro to come out personally.
Information about the Chrysalis of the End.
On the document, it was written by the Speaker himself, in flowing black handwriting, detailing the whereabouts of this esoteric organization and its current location.
The current leader of the Chrysalis of the End is named Elsie, a Sequence 4 [Sin Eater], the new Flesh Sage...... Although this person is female, his behavior and even sexual orientation are more male, and at the same time, he is a complete bleak lady fanatic.
At the beginning of the end of the Scarlet War, the Chrysalis of the End was also liquidated by the Empire, the scale of this organization was not large, and after a bloody battle, there were few members left.
In the end, the leader Elsie led dozens of remnants to evacuate the empire with the Red Apple Church and went to the kingdom of Beelzebub.
Now, the Chrysalis of the End is hiding in the eastern part of the kingdom, near the borders of the new states of the Empire...... However, according to the information recorded by the Speaker, it seems that the Rose Royals have contacted Elsie and intends to co-opt the force.
Although the Chrysalis of the End now only has a few crooked melons and cracked dates, and the members of the middle sequence are less than five fingers, the leader Elsie is a real high-ranking Sage, and it is not surprising that the Rose Royal Family will take a fancy to them.
'This Elsie would have something to do with the Rose Royal Family? Lady Bleak and Lady Rose are not at odds with each other, and it stands to reason that the two forces that believe in these two gods should be hostile......
Chen Lun thought calmly, and immediately shook his head.
The two sides had cooperated since the Red Plague was raging before, and it was no wonder that the Lady of the Gloom disliked this group of believers, and even hated them...... But it's this disgust that I'm going to exploit. ’
He thought to himself, silently recited a mystery, and the ivory-white pen appeared out of thin air in his hand, and immediately began to write on the blank manuscript paper.
Rustling......
The gorgeous black flower font fell on the paper, and the content was quickly written, but these were not Chen Lun's "scripts", but "materials", and he collected intelligence in order to prepare for the official pen.
Philip Howard is Chen Lun's old enemy, and at the same time his mentor and friend, who "taught" him a lot...... Looking back at the tricks Howard once played, Chen Lun found that it is necessary to pay attention to every detail to turn fate, as long as it is used properly, perhaps a trivial coincidence is very likely to cause a huge wave and set off a tsunami.
'Decades ago, in a fit of blasphemy, the Bleak Lady killed Dolomy Purnis and several of the Ten-Core Archbishops...... It stands to reason that the person Dolomy Purnis hates the most must be the Bleak Lady! ’
Chen Lun stopped his pen, his eyes deep.
But it is very difficult to get the bleak lady into the game, and if you are not careful, you may even get burned...... What I want to do is to hide behind the scenes as much as possible, and at most let the avatar guide me, and the Chrysalis of the End is a good chess piece, maybe it can be effective......
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Three days later.
The mountain villa of the Duchy of Snow Fox.
Within the red walls, more than a dozen maids are quietly and obediently pruning the branches and leaves in the garden, there is no snow today, and the weather is bright, which is very suitable for cleaning up the clutter in the villa.
Not far away, the garden is full of white roses.
A blonde girl in a goose yellow floral dress and a helper is sitting quietly on a high chair, holding a doll in her hand.
She was the daughter of the Grand Duke of Holm, Dolomi, who was now about ten years old, with fair skin, long eyelashes, and red eyes characteristic of the Rose Crown.
"Great Dolomi, please give your will."
Duke Holm, the girl's father was kneeling on the ground and said with a feverish expression.
Beside him, there were more than a dozen housekeepers in the villa, who were also prostrate on the ground, silent.
The girl Dolomi lay on the chair as if she was boneless, her eyes closed and her head tilted, and at the same time, she gently rubbed the doll in her hand with her face, showing an intoxicated look on her face, and her delicate and small facial features were like works of art.
She didn't speak, and so on for a long time.
When Duke Holm saw this, a wave of emotion surged inexplicably in his heart, and his eyes also showed intoxication, and even the stewards and servants on the side raised their heads and stared at the girl in a daze.
The Duke slowly stood up and walked in front of his daughter, he quietly stretched out his hand, trembling in anticipation, and gently stroked his smooth and delicate face.
A cordial call came out of his mouth:
"Dolomi ......"
The next second.
Duke Holm's eyes widened and his mouth opened.
He saw his fingers bloom like roses.
The skin of the nails is cracked, peeled off, and layered, the phalanges stand like stamens, and the flesh is in full bloom. The duke's body did not listen to him, and the "flower of flesh and blood" spread from his fingers, palms, wrists, forearms, and even shoulders......
Eventually, the Duke of Holm turned into a flesh rose and bloomed in its place...... The stewards and servants rushed up almost uncontrollably, and ate the duke clean.
More than a dozen people were full of food and drink, and their faces showed a look of satisfaction and intoxication, and then their bodies quietly bloomed into roses.
The scene was bloody and eerie, and the maids not far away were still pruning the flowers......
At this moment, there was a burst of footsteps through the garden path.
It was a group of church members dressed in dark red robes, led by a mature woman with long bright red hair that stood out.
They went straight into the garden.
The red-haired woman glanced lightly at the flesh rose blooming on the ground, knowing full well that Holmfield, the distant cousin of the Rose King Mansfield, was too dead to die.
But the woman didn't care, but slowly walked up to the blonde girl, bent down, and said softly and lovingly:
"Brother, Luisa has come to see you, do you still want to comb your hair today?"
(End of chapter)