【Liai】The Blasphemer

Because your blood is fused and never repels each other.

1882.5.11London

Allen opened the curtains, and the afternoon sunlight instantly filled the originally dim attic.There is also a group photo of myself and my mother when I was a child on the wooden frame. Now there is a fine layer of dust on the frame, and when the sun shines directly on it, it looks like the photo is covered with a layer of fog.

In the photo, I was wearing overalls and wearing a goofy smile.At that time, he was so happy because of the snacks sent by Mikasha's mother, or because of the horse-shaped wooden sculpture that Almin carved for him.The small happiness in the past can no longer remember the plot, the memories are well preserved, and after a long time, the appearance of the old person is always a bit nostalgic, so old that it is vague, so old that even the sadness is no longer turbulent, just There is regret for not being able to be with you.Mother was wearing a white hat, and her doting eyes remained in the shadow of the brim of the hat, but unfortunately she never saw her again.

From that summer to the summer before its peak, from the boy in overalls to the young man with the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, watering the potted plants in the backyard, the ripples in the Thames have not diminished, Big Ben has never been slower than a minute.There is no era that will not be old, but as long as someone knows what it was like when it was most prosperous, it will exist forever.

So why-

With a bang, the kettle in his hand fell to the ground, and the sunlight in front of him was so dazzling that he was dizzy.Allen changed his posture and moved two meters, leaning against the tree and sitting down.The overflowing water stains were still glowing, which made him flustered.

He had been like this since that rainy night in early April.The nerves have become too thin, and the sense of everything around is much stronger than before.For example, the temperature of more than 20 degrees is enough to make him sweat, and the appearance of breathing with slightly parted lips has a kind of morbid beauty. For example, he no longer stays in crowded places, because he will hear some whispers that he would not have heard before. .Always feeling very thirsty, always feeling that emotions will explode under an inadvertent trigger.

Erwin gave him a long vacation, and he sorted it all out and accepted it all.It is also an uneven process, for example, after he escaped from the dead, he sent out a pale fire, driving away everyone in his line of sight, and then spent a week recovering to normal physical fitness, and another week Adapt to altered senses.The note Han Ji left him said that this situation would disappear soon, and he was still no different from ordinary people.Just kidding, how does this make him like an ordinary person in Victoria's midnight carnival, bragging about the glory of this era with the unique arrogance of the upper-class young people in the empire on which the sun never sets.

Still too small, too weak.If you can't keep your own memory well, it will be erased by others, and if you can't see clearly what the world really looks like, you will almost be forced to leave the stage.The emotions were too complicated for Allen to list them all and digest them.But there is always something reminding him that there is such a person, he must always face it.

Levi's unsigned rose fell on the windowsill of his attic this evening.A little bat held it in its mouth, and I didn't know how long it waited until Allen walked over to take it with his own hands.

He had never observed a creature like a bat so closely. It was different from the creatures that were always associated with dark castles in the fairy tales heard by children. The bat on his window sill had a soft-looking body. Two thin but powerful wings, the warm orange light of the setting sun fell on its gray down.Allen actually wanted to describe this little guy as cute, because he didn't show his fangs and claws, but fluttered his wings to say hello to him.

The thorns on the rose stem have been cut off, and the petals still have thin drops of water.The bright red color is reminiscent of the most romantic love affairs in the theater, which is when this flower is at its most beautiful.He smelled the fragrance of flowers, and then showed a smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Thank you."

The little bat flew away, and Alan inserted the flower into the water glass.

So why should someone deliberately erase his own existence, even if other people's impression of him is not so bad.

Allen had a dream that night. In the dream, the moon above the castle was big and clear. There were large roses planted in the garden behind the castle. A small man was watering the flowers, patiently and carefully. .The rose blooms so beautifully that it seems that it will never wither, but he is the only one who appreciates it from beginning to end.He remembered the appearance of the rose, but not the face of the grower.

When no one remembers him, it's as if he never existed.

1882.5.12London

"You, aren't you afraid of me?"

Sitting in the living room, Petra in a lavender dress took the tea from Allen and asked cautiously.It took Alan half a second to realize what she meant. If the atmosphere was really awkward, Alan laughed when she asked this question.

"Miss Petra wants me to be afraid of you?"

"of course not."

"Then, as you wish."

When he smiled, his green eyes curled up, with a natural warmth, and people couldn't help but sigh that a boy of this age is really dazzling-please allow Petra, who is several times his age, to call him that.Allen sat down on one side. It had been a long time since he saw his hair grow long, and his soft brown forehead hair was neatly divided on both sides. He looked clean and neat as usual, which made her feel relieved.

"I hope my surprise visit doesn't bother you, Ellen."

"No, Inspector Erwin has already given me a one-month long vacation, so long that I feel a little bored."

"Perhaps Mr. Irwin is looking forward to seeing you running around for work again."

The two looked at each other and smiled.Petra put down the teacup and raised it again, holding the exquisite white porcelain cup in her hand and turning it around.

“Great tea set.”

"Well, it's my parents' favorite set."

Allen lay on his back, and always felt that the woman in front of him had a sense of affinity and familiarity, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, chatting about daily trivialities.He had a softer look on his face when he talked about his parents, even though he was the only Yeager in the room.

"Does Ellen live alone?"

"That's right. My mother passed away when I was very young, and my father was a doctor and traveled abroad."

"I'm very sorry."

Probably because she never thought that Alan was the one who lost a close relative since childhood, Petra apologized softly, and stopped the topic.A special environment will create extreme people, either extremely excellent or extremely defeated.Obviously Allen is the former. He exudes qualities that people can't help but want to approach and admire. He is independent and firm, kind and rational.

Really a very good kid, no wonder Wang is so focused on him.Thinking of this, Petra couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth again, showing a consoling smile.It was a fine early summer afternoon, and there was soft light indoors. Half of Petra's face fell in the sunlight. She looked no different from ordinary beauties, except that her fair skin, which was originally fairer than ordinary people, was a little bit different under the light. Transparent feeling.Allen felt a little palpitating seeing this scene, not because he felt uneasy at the thought of her identity, but a kind of regret born of sensibility.

"It's different from the one in the legend."

"Ok?"

"Aren't you afraid of the sun? I mean... forgive me for asking."

"Many legends are inaccurate, but Alan, I will answer everything you want to know."

Petra didn't show that she cared, instead she was waiting for him to ask this question, and it turned out that the way the topic started was cuter than she imagined.She pointed to a navy blue pendant hanging on her chest, because it was not a very shiny or exaggerated accessory, and Allen was not sure if she had been wearing it all the time.

"This is something that protects our blood race from being burned by the sun, usually rings, bracelets, necklaces and other accessories. After being baptized by the witch's spell, it can work. By the way, you should have guessed it, and we I have the closest relationship with the king... No, it should be said that the only wizard I have contact with is Miss Han Ji. Ah, I am older than her, but in terms of personality, she is like a sister."

Allen nodded, these words are not difficult to digest.For him, the history of the blood race is full of unknown temptations like the New World. Regardless of his curiosity about this race, he has too many things to ask about Levi. Open your mouth.

Petra smiled slightly, his hesitation was already written on his face.If he doesn't know where to start, let him speak slowly.

"You can just listen to it as a story."

"……?Um."

"My transformation took place in the winter of [-]."

"Compared to those who have personally experienced the war, all memories and descriptions of the war in the future seem very thin. The Seven Years War was really... very tragic. You know, many people died."

"I am a nurse at the frontline medical station of the war. Gunda, Oruou, Elder and I were born in the same small town. I am the youngest one. They accompany me to grow up and are very important friends and brothers. .When I learned that they were going to join the army, I made a firm decision to work in the medical station."

"Please forgive me for not wanting to describe the situation at that time in detail. Now I recall the scene at that time is still a nightmare. People die every day, and shocking wounds can be seen every day. They are still alive, and I can persist for a day. "

Allen didn't speak. He thought of several reasons for turning her into a vampire, but he didn't expect the fact to be so sad.He was listening very carefully, and his heart tightened when he thought of the gloomy scene.

"A certain time when the enemy strengthened their forces and made a surprise attack, all three of them were seriously injured and their lives were dying. I was devastated that day. I felt that if the three of them left at the same time, I might not be able to hold on. On that night, I met Wang .”

The king in Petra's mouth was Levi. She changed her tone of respect and continued: "The king sucked the blood of the dead in the middle of the night, and I happened to meet him. I was really scared at that time, but I didn't know Where did the courage come from, to ask a devil-like existence for salvation. I said, if you can save them, you can do it at any price, and then the king agreed."

"I drank the poison mixed with the king's blood, and I woke up the next day after I died. Later I realized that this is actually a possibility. If our blood cannot be fused enough and the transformation is unsuccessful, we will really die. After all, Alan, the abnormality in your senses recently is due to the fusion of your blood with the king. "

"At that time, the four of us couldn't see the sun and could only move around at night, but when we returned to the medical station, it was basically wiped out. When we left, Wang used silverware to distribute a lot of blood to the survivors. .We didn't know how many days it would last us all, and in such a dark time, we just fled the battlefield."

"In this way, it is not a god who saved us, but a demon who is indifferent on the outside but still warm on the inside. The four of us have served the king so far. This is the plain ending of the story."

It can be seen that Allen is moved.Although he didn't say a word, Petra could hear his breath trembling.After a while, she continued to talk about the king himself——

"Actually, I'm not very clear about Wang's life experience, because we won't ask too much, and Wang won't take the initiative to tell us about it. I only know that his previous title was Earl Levi, and now his name is Earl Levi. The members of the lower clan have always followed their will to live a low-key life incognito, most people are willing, and a small number of people tried to resist, but they were all severely sanctioned, and some defected to other clans."

So little description of Levi was actually expected by Allen.Because he himself is like an ancient legend, an inexplicable story, he will never take the initiative to tell it, and no one can witness it with him.In this way, he is really a lonely person, but if the loneliness is greater than the pride, it may not be easy, or he is used to it after countless experiences.Fortunately, he still has these four followers who are absolutely loyal, so before he met them.

Allen suddenly remembered that dream, facing the isolated back of the huge rose garden, suddenly felt the corners of his eyes dry.

what.

Allen coughed a few times, presumably his emotions were magnified again, maybe it has something to do with Levi's blood remaining in his body.

At the end, Petra pursed her lips and smiled, looking frankly into the eyes of Allen in front of her——

"I am very grateful to the king, because even if I become a monster, I have been reborn tenaciously once."

This sentence was like a tiny needle, accompanied by a slight pain rubbing against the nerve, it opened Allen's heart knot.He froze for a moment, then returned a comforting and affirming smile.His eyes brightened up again, and he saw the sun behind the clouds.

So what if he's a bloodthirsty devil with fangs and red eyes.

So what if he erased his memory.

Behind the reckless decision without his own consent is the unspeakable kindness and protection of a silent man.He is the alien who broke into his world, and he is also the one who opened the window of the new world for him. He brought him the pain of skin being pierced, and also brought him the next dawn after the rainy night.

He never thought of being a perpetrator in the past.

"""

Allen sent Petra away, and the carriage was already parked at the corner of the street.The driver was Oluou, and Allen bowed politely to him.The man seemed a little disdainful, and casually returned the salute, complaining in a low voice that Petra kept him waiting for a long time because of a brat.

"That's the king's order." Petra said in a serious tone on purpose, and Oluou immediately shut up.

Allen thought about it, and asked Petra to tell: "If it is convenient someday, I will come to thank Mr. Levi... After all, he saved me."

Unexpectedly, Petra quickly refused.

"It doesn't matter. The king doesn't care about these etiquettes. I just need to convey your thoughts to him. The king... is dealing with the person who attacked you that day recently. I won't go into details."

Allen nodded in understanding, and watched Petra walk towards the carriage.

Suddenly remembering the last question again, Allen couldn't help asking——

"Well, Miss Petra. What was the so-called "price" for saving you that Mr. Levi promised at that time? "

The woman stood in the twilight and turned her head, the navy blue gemstone on her chest glowed faintly.The lines of her figure are against the light, and it looks extraordinarily soft and beautiful on the busy street corner in the end of the day in London.

Her voice was very soft, but every word hit his heart.

"It's the endless years."