【Nain】To the unknown

Where the dead body is, there the eagles will gather.

Slein didn't know how many positions he had changed now. He put his hands on the altar, and Inaifan helped his waist to enter from behind. , put aside all scruples to cater to the people behind.Groans, low gasps, and the loud sound of water when the body hits echoed in the sacred and solemn church.

When Inaho came in, he locked the door carefully, and no one would come in this stormy night.The wind was blustering outside and the rain was freezing cold, but the temperature inside the church was meltingly hot.

The statue was right in front of them, but neither of them cared about the two ecstatically in love.Even if they can't communicate with each other, even if they may never tell each other what they think in their hearts, but being able to embrace the one they love is the happiest thing, and Slein doesn't intend to be ashamed of it.

The hands supporting the altar gradually weakened. He still prefers the posture where Inaho enters him head-on. Although looking at Inaho's face is shy, it makes him feel at ease, and he will always get a gentle kiss, and he can also secretly kiss him. hold each other.While thinking this way, his arms suddenly softened, and Inaho grabbed his waist from behind in time, and put him on the floor, turning him into the face-to-face posture that Slein hoped for.

Inaho moved inside him, and asked with a smile, "Do you prefer this?"

It must be on purpose, Slein glared at him sullenly, that face that was always indifferent now looked extremely cunning, but Inafan who was smiling was really very pretty.

He didn't know what he said, and then got his favorite tender kiss.Slein closed his eyes and concentrated on enjoying the kiss. He said a lot of words this night, but he will forget them all when the wind and rain subside the next day.

Because he was once pressed on the flowers and lingering, Slein was covered with the fragrance of flowers, and Inafan tasted every inch of his skin. Tonight, Slein was warm and lovely, and because of this, he was even more vaguely uneasy. The body is already so close, but still can't touch his heart.When tomorrow comes, he will definitely leave himself, and after walking out the door of the church, the person who caters to him submissively under him will revert to the noble boy who refuses anyone to approach him.

His proud, ruthless, beautiful opponent.

—May the dawn never come.

This is a common wish that none of them uttered.

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"'Julian, don't be afraid, you just returned to the arms of God.' Ah, so the freckled boy is called Julian..."

"'Tollan, you're a nuisance, but Jack of the old school misses you.' Jack? Is that the stray cat that's always prowling around the academy, has Tollan been feeding it? Surprise...  "

"'Bishop Kuruto, thank you for lending me the umbrella. I hope you get well soon. I want to return the umbrella to you myself.' Well, the signature is a girl, an ordinary student. Bishop Kuruto is a gentleman. .”

Slein recited the blessing cards one by one, with a lazy voice, with a lingering aftertaste of lust.

Inafan put on the clothes for Slein without any distractions, and buttoned them up. Fortunately, the clothes were taken off thoroughly during the process, and they were not dirty. Picking them up one by one and putting them on again, they still looked decent. .

He listened to Slein read those messages of blessing, as if he was listening to a holy believer singing the gospel of God.Then he started to tidy up the altar that had been messed up by them. He hid the crushed flowers in the undamaged flowers and wrapped them up, thinking with a paralyzed face whether he could get away with it.

Inaho looked like a child thinking about how to hide his pranks. It was the first time that Slein saw him fall into such a hard thinking, and he felt very fresh when he saw Inaho showing this side.It was as if every time he looked at a card, he would learn a little more about the other side of the people he thought he was familiar with, and it turned out that they were not just what he thought they were.

And his adoptive father, whom he has always regarded as an ideal object of admiration, also has a side he doesn't know.

In fact, he himself is the same, under the surface of a perfect noble heir, he is also a murderer.

At first, he just worked hard to get his father's approval, then he worked hard to repay the expectations of his adoptive father, and also, he worked hard to thank Miss Ethelam for her tenderness. In the end, everything he did was hard work for others .That's why I was attracted by that person, lived up to others, and clearly carried out my goal...

"You always know exactly what you're acting for."

"Huh?" Inafan heard Slein's voice, said this sentence inexplicably, no matter how smart he was, he couldn't understand it all at once, so he put down the flowers in his hand, walked to him and sat down.

Slein rested his head on his shoulder and said enviously, "Working hard for oneself is really a very pure person."

"It's not just for myself." Inaho said.

"What a surprise, then you will..." Slein was actually very sleepy, and his voice gradually lowered, "For whom..."

Inaho stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, and replied, "For you."

Slein had fallen asleep.

Inaho sighed and kissed his cheek, and fell asleep with him in his arms.

When Inavan woke up, the rainstorm had stopped, and the morning sun illuminated the church through the colored windows. Only he, the arranged bouquet, and the burnt and extinguished candles remained on the altar, and Slein was gone.

He woke up immediately, and had a bad premonition. No matter what Slein was going to do, it must not be a good thing, at least, it was definitely not a good thing for him.

Inafan felt that Slein should have left for a while, but just when he thought of chasing him, his wrist tightened suddenly. Looking down, he saw that Slein had handcuffed him and the altar. .

"Damn it!" He rarely lost his composure.

Today is the last weekend of the month, and most of the seminary students are only allowed to go home at this time of the month, so today the college is very quiet.After handcuffing Inafan in the church, Slein came to the adoptive father's office. He was very aware of Dean Zazibarum's schedule, only at this time there was no one in the office.

Slein had a spare key to the office, and he entered the room without difficulty and began rummaging through the files.But his adoptive father is worthy of being a careful and meticulous person. All important documents are locked, and passwords are set on the computer, so everything is leak-proof.He's running out of time, even if it's the weekend his foster father will be back at the academy, he's coming soon.

But he was not reconciled when he couldn't find anything!Slein didn't know what he wanted to find, was it evidence that his adoptive father had nothing to do with these things?But he had a vague feeling that he wasn't going to find anything like that.

Although technology is becoming more and more advanced today, the nobles who inherited the ancient blood still prefer the traditional way, and here is a seminary with a long history, which is closely related to the older Vatican.

Letters, the method of delivery that priests have always loved.

The most important things are kept in paper files.

The letter paper used by Dean Zazibarum to write letters is on the desktop. Slein finds a pencil and gently smears the letter paper. The content of the last letter is gradually revealed. When he sees the name of the person his adoptive father wrote to Rein paused, he was a little unbelievable, but he felt that it was expected - Archbishop Paul Wenderson.

The content of the letter was very short. Dean Zazibarum said that he would try his best to find what the archbishop lost. Please rest assured...he couldn't read the rest of the content because he heard footsteps.Slein tore off this page of letter paper, it was too late to go out from the door, so he had to hold his breath and hide behind the curtain.

Zazibarum walked in with Archbishop Wendsen, and it was the first time Slein heard the archbishop speak in such an anxious tone.

"I'm very disappointed, Zazibarum, I have high hopes for you. The election of the next pope is not far away. Based on our common interests, I think you don't want any obstruction..."

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. It was an accident for Kuruto, I didn't expect that ordinary guy who seems to have mastered something, Kuruto would be willing to cooperate with him."

"Is there no way to make Kuruto shut up forever? It's like what you did to that troublesome little girl from the Vaser family last time, but you almost failed to kill her, and you escaped death twice, She is really lucky, or do you mean you are merciful?"

"Esailam doesn't know anything, as long as she doesn't continue to get in the way, I don't think it's necessary to kill her, after all, she is also the blood of the Vaser family..."

"Are you afraid, Zazbarum? You were not such a timid person when you discussed with me. Cowardly people do not deserve power, don't you think so?"

"Bishop Wendsen, now is not the time for internal strife. I think the most important thing to solve is that student named Kaizuka Inaho. He may have got your cell phone."

Archbishop Wendsen fell into a long silence, and then, as if implying something, he said sharply: "Really? Zazibarum, I think your adopted son is very suspicious. He is not in the same dormitory with Blair. How can you be sure Blair never told him anything?"

"I tested Slein, and he really doesn't know anything." Zazbarum's tone suddenly became tough.

"You want me to believe that it's a coincidence that he appeared many times at critical moments? Zazibarum, can I continue to believe you? You told me about the Marielchan incident that you would arrange it as an accident of slipping and drowning, but it turned out The police were alarmed, if I hadn't used some means to replace the investigators with ours, the group of hounds would have smelled something long ago."

"It was indeed my mistake, and I didn't expect that to happen..." Zazibarum said, when he drowned Mariel Shan, how could he have thought that the badge of Kaizuka Inaho would appear in the corpse's hand .

The archbishop sighed regretfully, "Malier was originally a good pawn, but he was much more proactive than you in finding out that Blair still had an old acquaintance here and getting rid of him, Zazibarum, I suddenly I don't understand why you want to kill him?"

"He can't speak firmly, and he is complacent when he does a little thing for you. Because he doesn't get the reward he wants, he barks like a puppy, clamoring to spread your sexual fetishes, so I think it's better to let him be quiet. Better."

Hearing this, Slein suddenly felt that the smell of gunpowder in the air became thicker. His adoptive father has always been a steady person, but his words were full of sharpness, which was a bit different from his adoptive father's smooth way of handling things. What made him irritable? ?

Apparently, the cunning Paul Wenderson also noticed Zazibarum's panic.

Slein heard the sound of fingers tapping the armrest of the chair rhythmically, and the archbishop said unhurriedly: "It suddenly occurred to me that a delicious little guy like Blair doesn't look like a suicidal person. Pious, convinced that suicide is a sin, or he would have killed himself after I loved him for the first time, I know these little guys too well, of all the boys I have enjoyed, only Blair Dare to get rid of me completely before I get bored."

Slein squeezed the curtains tightly, gritted his teeth, and listened to the noble beast enjoying how he tortured Blair on the bed, how he cried, begged, and screamed under him. How much she likes to tear his body apart, force him, violate him, and defile him...

"Oh, I love his voice, and the first time I heard him sing, I wanted to hear how he sang in bed," said the Archbishop, with an obscene laugh.

Slaine was about to throw up, but why did Wenderson bring this up now?

Zazibarum also suppressed his tone and said, "I don't care about Your Excellency's bed affairs."

Slein couldn't hear Wendsen's answer. He seemed to say something in a voice that only Zazibarum could hear, and then he heard the voice of his adoptive father with hidden anger: "Your Excellency, please don't insult Sierra like this." Rain."

"Insult? Who knows, work hard, Zazibarum." Archbishop Wendsen finished speaking and left the office.

A moment later, there was the sound of everything on the table being violently swept to the ground.

Slein didn't know what they said in the end and why they got involved with him.

After a while, Zazibalum went to the desk, and Slein heard the voice of calling, but the other party didn't answer the call, and the adoptive father called several times, persistently calling again and again, but there was still no answer. After getting through, he finally slammed the microphone of the landline, and then left the room.

After a while, after making sure they were all gone, Slein came out from his hiding place.He didn't need to look for any evidence anymore, he walked around to the adoptive father's desk stupidly, on the desk there was a photo of his adoptive father and his fiancée a long time ago, and now it was smashed to pieces.

It's ridiculous, Slein thought blankly, what is the purpose of all his efforts all this time?Things he trusted betrayed each other, his beloved adoptive father murdered his admired Miss Atheilam, and hid that ugly crime.

Blair was betrayed by his beliefs. The bright and clean world he had always believed in did not exist. What he believed in was so filthy. He was humiliated under the eyes of God, but God did not lend a helping hand. The god in which he trusted with all his heart was an accomplice to the beast that raped him and tortured him.

Because he trusted God, he couldn't even commit suicide.

"Please, Senior Slein." Blair's slender body swayed and stood in the wind, with the towering bell tower under his feet, "Do the only thing you can help me, I beg you..."

kill me.

These were the last words Blair said to him.

He had been ignoring the teenager's pleas for help, so he couldn't refuse his last plea.

He pushed him off the clock tower and ended his miserable life.

How ridiculous!How ridiculous!What else is real in this world?What else can he believe?Gods are dead long ago. Power, status, money... these are the gods who rule the world. Ordinary people without all these are living under injustice, and they can only sacrifice constantly in order to survive.

He killed Blair, indirectly killed Tollan, Julian also died because of him, and Mariel Chan's death was also inseparable from him, as well as Miss Ethelam and Bishop Kurutou...

Where does he have the right to criticize Paul Wendsen and his adoptive father Zaz Barum? He is equally ugly. He killed his closest person very early on, the one named Slein Troyer A special boy, that innocent and longing self.

However, even if he does not have the right to criticize, at least he still has the right to judge those sinners.

The keys of the entire academy are backed up in Zazibarum's office, and because they are often used, they will not be locked.Slein knew which drawer it was, and he opened it to find the key to a certain room he wanted.

Hunting is the favorite activity of nobles next to Game of Thrones.

In the seminary's collection, there are a lot of shotguns and ammunition.

Where the dead body is, there the eagles will gather.

Inafan must admit that this was his biggest miscalculation. Slein ruthlessly handcuffed him here, and took away his mobile phone and everything that might let him unlock it. No matter how great Inafan is, there is no way that Rose Pedicel to unlock.

Fortunately, someone came to offer flowers early in the morning, so he could ask that person to call his sister with his mobile phone. Then Jie Zhongxue rushed over with a set of professional police lock picking tools on the way on duty, and opened his brother's handcuffs.

"Mr. Nai, what's going on!" Jie Zhongxue asked worriedly.

"I don't have time to explain, sister Xue, let me borrow this." Inafan said, and the person had disappeared from Jie Zhongxue.

Jie Zhongxue came back to his senses and touched his lower back, and suddenly called out with a pale face: "Mr. Nai, that's my gun——!!!"

Inaho didn't want the gun to come in handy, but it was safer to bring it with him.

How did you realize it now?Inafan remembered the look in Slein's eyes when he shot, and felt that every shot he fired seemed to kill someone. The person he most wanted to kill was probably himself.

He had already felt this way when he knew about Slein. When he heard Selam talking about him, he always thought, how could there be someone as stupid as him?So when I first saw Slein, I knew that he was a person who shouldered everything alone and always worked hard for others.

The deeper the contact, the more intense the feeling.

He has been giving for others, but still feels that he is still not doing enough.

If you really failed anyone in the world, it was only you, Slein.

This person is so beautiful, majestic, and proud, but also so fragile that it can be broken with a single blow.

So, I hope I can protect him. Even though I know that the other party doesn't need my own protection, I still can't help but want to do that. I want to be the one who tells him that you don't have to bear it alone.

Inaifan rushed to Zazbarum's office, but he came a step late, and only saw the mess in the room. He didn't know what happened here. He checked the room patiently, and accidentally stepped on a broken room. When he picked it up, a picture fell out.

Inaho looked at the photo with some surprise.

At this time, gunshots rang out in the quiet campus.

Then the second, third, fourth...

After Zazibarum couldn't get through on the phone, he quickly chased after the departing Archbishop Wendsen.No matter what he plans to do with this old and cunning fox, it will not be a good thing.The respected Paul Wendsen in the eyes of outsiders is actually a perverted pedophile. He likes little boys with firm beliefs the most, because he can always manipulate them easily.

He likes to see those pure little boys fall.

Blair is probably Paul Wenderson's favorite over the years. Every time he violates Blair, he will take a picture and put it on his mobile phone to enjoy it.When Wendsen was not in the seminary, he did not give Blair a break. He left Blair with the cell phone where those videos were stored, and called this call every day to ask Blair if he had revisited those images properly.

Zazibarum had always been worried that Slein would find out about this, but his adopted son was excellent in every way, except that sometimes he was too slow to change the people around him, and with the preparations for the Academy Cup at that time, What he feared never happened.

But neither Paul Wendsen nor he thought that such a submissive child like Blair would dare to hide his mobile phone and even dare to commit suicide.

Before Zazbarum took over as the dean of the seminary, Paul Wenderson did not know how many children he had murdered, but there were so many people who were willing to keep his secrets. It is impossible for the old man of the Wasser family to know. There were so many nasty things going on, that's why the old man was so nervous after what happened to his precious granddaughter Aethelam.

But the old man probably didn't count, he also reached a deal with Paul Wenderson.

As long as he becomes Pope, the seminary will have a more glorious reputation than it has now, and under the influence of the Vatican, this seminary with a long history of noble blood will become the property of the Zazibarum family. There is no need to submit to the Wasser family anymore.

Zazbalum will become a noble surname equal to Vaser, and this honor will be passed on to Slein by him.

That kid who has been working so hard deserves it all.

So Zazibarum was very angry at what Wen Desen said. The old pervert described Blair's posture on the bed, and then approached him and said to him: "Your noble and excellent adopted son...is called Slein. Is it right? His panting posture under the man must be no worse than Blair."

He also heard Marierchan say these words. Marierchan was their accomplice. It would be fine if he killed that little boy. His arrogant personality had to make the scene so public. To remind him, Zazibarum asked him to meet at the lake, but he said in a strange way: "I finally know the reason why you adopted Slein, because is that the type that Archbishop Wendsen likes?"

Under the induced inquiry, Zazi Barum learned that Mariel did not know where he got Wen Desen's number, and he couldn't wait to call the number in order to claim credit. What shocked Barum was that the person who answered the phone turned out to be Slein.

Malil didn't know that the phone was lost, he didn't understand how much he knew, he thought that Slein's identity was the same as those poor little boys, and he thought he had a good handle on him .

That's why he decided to kill him. If Maril was dead, no one would know that Slein had the phone.

He had more than one chance to get that phone back from Slaine, he thought.

Until Zazibarum went to Wen Desen's room and continued to argue with him, he clearly stated his position, no matter what Wen Desen can't do anything to Slein, otherwise he will not hesitate to tear up the cooperation between them .

At that moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He turned his back to the door, and someone shot him from the other side of the door.

He felt blood on his hand, and before he fell to the ground, he saw that the person who shot him was Slein.

Slein came in and fired a second shot at Paul Wendsen's left knee, then his right knee, and the Reverend Archbishop knelt like a sinner, Slein missed his vitals, every shot he On his joints, it would make him miserable.

"The little wolf cub raised by Zazbalum's family...huh..." Wen Desen snorted coldly, "Killing me is not good for your family, you..."

"Didn't you see that I shot my adoptive father?" Slein responded with a colder voice, "Do you think I still care about the family's reputation?"

"You..." Wen Desen was also frightened by his reckless aura, "You just sacrificed your entire family for a kid who has nothing to do with you? Are you crazy?"

Slein didn't answer him. He didn't do this for Blair. He did it for his past self. He saw the former self in Blair. He couldn't protect that innocent self before, so Hoping to protect Blair, he failed too.

"Actually, I hope you die in a more painful way." Slein said softly, but the sound of the gunshot was eye-catching, and he had to kill him quickly, because the law cannot sentence this beast. If he doesn't die under his own gun today, he will Able to exercise power to evade any sanction.

Slein aimed his gun at Paul Wenderson's head, and just as he was about to pull the button, someone behind him said, "Stop!"

Reflexively, he turned his gun and pointed it at the man.

The opponent also had a gun, and the gun was pointed at him.

The two people who were hugging each other intimately last night were now facing each other with their guns raised.

"Inaho?"

"You can't kill him." Inafan said seriously, "If you kill him, you are a murderer."

"I've been," Slaine said. "Brel and Tollan, and a lot of people . . . do you know what he did? He—"

"Just because he is that kind of person, it's not worth killing him!" Inaho raised his voice.It was the first time for Slein to see Inafan who was so excited, and his hand that was firmly holding the gun trembled slightly.

"Stop, when you are pushing others to a corner, you are also pushing yourself to a corner."

"But I killed someone... I can't go back now." Slein shook his head, holding the gun in both hands to stabilize himself, "I can't go back anywhere, and soon everyone will know that I killed someone. people..."

"Then let me kill this person." Inafan said bluntly, pointing the gun at Wen Desen with a calm face, "Then we fled together."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"It's not nonsense. Instead of letting you do it, it's better to let me kill him and become your accomplice."

Scared by his words, Slein stood there blankly, looking at the guy who always looked indifferent.

He said, if you don't want anyone to know you, then I will take you all the way to escape, across the world to the end, to the place where no one knows.

The ice cream on the streets of Rome has a hundred flavors, the snow in Iceland has two colors, the rain in Seattle is always non-stop, the carnival in Rio is the best carnival, Greece has the bluest sea in the world, and we are in the Arctic Circle Looking at the snow field, you can also see the endless aurora.

The world is so vast, there must be a place for us to stay.

He lost the strength to pull the trigger button, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already crying.

Inafan put down the gun, reached out to him, and said softly, "Come here, Slein."

"S... Rain!" Zazibalum, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shouted.

No one knows why Paul Wenderson can still stand up. He pounced on Slein who was closest to him, trying to grab his gun. Neck, Zazibarum struggled to get up from the ground, he wanted to stop Wen Desen, Inafan also ran towards this side.

Chaotic Wenderson took hold of the gun, and his hand covered Slaine's, triggering the catch.

Slein shot Inaho.

The bullet went to the head, and he saw blood spatter as the man fell before him.