【Liai】The Blasphemer

1882.5.29London

The last week of May, the weather was perfect.This is the beginning of the travel season, and it is also suitable as a return date for reunions.The temporary attendant took the key from the man, opened the door, and moved the luggage into the house.

Allen heard the movement in the attic, and he hurriedly glanced downstairs, and saw Old Yeager.He was still carrying a small dark brown suitcase and a cane with vine patterns. His gray-black hair was cut short, but it was still tied neatly behind his head.As if it was a connection between father and son, Yeager took off his hat and raised his head, just in time to meet Allen's gaze, with a gentle smile in his eyes behind the lens.

"Father!"

An exclamation made this young man who was already half a head taller than the elder look like a child.In the past, he always stayed in the attic after school to do his homework quietly, and glanced at the passing carriages downstairs from time to time.When my father came back, I would go downstairs to greet him, and then we would drink some hot tea together.After adulthood, such greetings become less and less, instead, Alan will come back from work until late.However, Grisha's months-long trip has pushed everything back to the past. Facing relatives whom I haven't seen for a long time, of course, a big hug should be used as a farewell gift.

"is everything okay?"

"Is father's trip going well?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously, and Grisha patted him on the back with a smile.After replacing the leather boots that were somewhat worn out, and putting on soft house slippers, the man shuffled and sat down on the sofa.The tiredness of travel was written on his face and in the wrinkles on his forehead, but when he came back to this room and drank the tea made by his son, everything seemed clear again.

"It went well. But you, is the case you mentioned in your letter last time over?"

"Huh? Well, the case is closed."

In an instant, neither of them had any intention of going on with the details, and the topic became a little cold.Know that they are not a relationship that can end their greetings just by pointing to each other's life after separation.Silence is always two-way. Grisha looked at Alan, and Alan cast his eyes on the black tea in the cup, exhaled, and the tea noodles turned into circular ripples from the center.

"My son, have I been sick during my absence? The weather in London is as troublesome as ever."

"No, I have always been healthy, just like my father."

"You can really talk, then, do you have a sweetheart?"

"That kind of thing, I don't have time to take care of it yet, after all, I'm very busy with work."

Allen wore a faint smile, and there were no lies in his green eyes.But maybe only those with a certain amount of experience will have a truly calm expression.He looked at him and felt that he had grown up a bit, with the same firmness between his brows, able to hide his thoughts and cover his scars.What kind of mood should a father feel when he sees such growth?If he thought that there might be a gray secret being suppressed in his heart all the time, then he would rather the young man here is always as heartless as before.

But this is not possible.

What can be done is probably to dig out that dark ghost thing.

"Call Mikasha and Almin tonight, let's have a meal together." Allen proposed.

Grisha has always treated his two best friends with care and kindness, this dinner will definitely be extra warm - that's what he planned, but he didn't expect the man to wave his hand almost without hesitation, and the eyes behind the lens became a little unclear .

"I have something to do tonight. I have an appointment with an old friend...I can't wait any longer."

So even if it was the weekend of his father's return, Allen still felt that this day was too leisurely.Grisha slept for a while, and then went out in the evening with a long box.

When he was alone, he had no words again, and Allen leaned against the window.What does the sunset look like in the Empire on which the sun never sets? A gust of wind blows through the open window, carrying a faint smell of oil and gas.There are more boats on the Thames than in previous days. The children of rich families put on casual clothes, hold umbrellas, and swim up the river on the cruise ship, chatting about the exaggerated appearance of the world in their eyes.Half of the sky at this time is the bright red sunset glow, which looks much higher than the white sky when it is foggy.The light that is about to go away is plated on the surface of the river, on the mirror and hands of Big Ben, and on the small half of the walls of the building complex.Warm light always makes people feel nostalgic, whether it is the brick grid lines with a halo in the field of vision, or the scorching but not stinging feeling that falls into the pupils when looking directly at it.

You can use any beautiful word you can think of to describe how beautiful his eyes are now.The light made the green layer fade to gold, and he blinked slightly, his eyes seemed to extend beyond his sight.There and here are not in the same era, not in the same country, or even on the same world line.But there is the same sunset, the same trance, life is always the same thing.He sits on a high wall, he stands on the edge of the sea, he exists in every vague impression that is almost non-existent, and then he thinks of the same person and thinks about a different life.

You said, is this a coincidence, or is it a script set in the dark.They are all kinds of strange things, but they all lead to the same goal.It seems to confirm the sense of fate, cannot escape, cannot escape.However, even if the encounter is arranged, the next choice is still from the known to the unknown. If the ending is the same, it is also destined. As always, refutation circles.

Like now.

Allen stared at the surprisingly tenacious rose.It has been inserted in a water glass and placed by the window since the day it arrived, and it has been more than half a month. Not to mention withered, its color is only a little darker, but the fragrance is still there.The last ray of light at dusk has been drawn from its petals, and it is still blooming proudly.It reminded him of a man, and it occurred to him to ask him if there really was a hidden rose garden, deep in the woods on the outskirts, even underground.To him, he seemed to have become an omnipotent being.

Allen decides to visit Levi for this lame reason, he tells himself.

He never thought that this was the most inappropriate date.

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Petra was surprised when she saw Alan, although this seemed to be expected.The deaconess invited him to sit down in the house, and the other three servants who had met a few times were playing poker in the living room, but the owner of the house was not seen.

Their boring pastimes reminded Allen of the weekends when he was a student. The homework brought back from the college had to be completed within the time specified by his father. Every Sunday afternoon, when he was the most leisurely, he would interact with Mikasha and Almin. Dropping in, the three of them played a variety of card games.From this point of view, they are really no different from ordinary people.After reconfirming his understanding of them, Allen dispelled the last trace of worry, and he really didn't look afraid at all, and only kept due courtesy and caution.

He didn't show the timidity that an unarmed human being should have when facing four blood races, which made Oruou glance at him with some disdain, and he didn't dare to say anything because of the special care of his master.In a surprisingly funny scene, his fluctuating expression made everyone present except Alan want to laugh.The atmosphere is completely different from when Allen came to this house the last two times. Levi's strong aura is missing, and there is more of a daily taste like being a guest at a friend's house.But this obviously can't achieve his purpose. Before he asked, Petra had already explained——

"It's unfortunate that Alan came here. Wang just left the house an hour ago. If you want, you can stop here for a while. Maybe he will be back in a while."

He nodded his thanks, and Petra said again, "Why don't I show you around this house? Alan must not have seen the whole picture yet."

This is indeed a good idea, Allen followed Petra around.As he imagined, Levi was very rich. From the collection of murals to Western swords, as well as books, ship models, pipes and porcelain, the whole house showed the undoubted taste of the owner.It's not hard to see him spending a leisurely weekend - lighting an expensive cigarette, opening a book about separation and separation in the world, and taking a sip of red wine...if that can really be called red wine.

He felt that he knew him a little more, and felt an inexplicable joy for it.He knows that he likes to see Levi's human side more and more, which is in line with his original intention of not only not running away but continuing to approach, people are always willing to confirm that their understanding is correct.But the day was coming to an end, and he seemed to have come at a really bad time.

Just as dinner was approaching and Allen was about to say goodbye, there was finally a sound from the door of the house.Allen was startled, thinking it was Levi who came back, but Petra listened carefully, but said no.To be honest, Allen couldn't think of how many people would still visit here.In fact, there were indeed people within Alan's cognition standing at the door.

Han Ji was dressed in a black and red light cavalry suit, and he knocked on the door hastily.Petra recognized her breath, but the second she opened the door, the former grabbed her arm.

"Han—"

"It's that blood hunter."

The short declarative sentence seemed to cover the cause and effect of a certain huge event. She was very anxious, so she compressed the words to the shortest, but named them to the point.It only took Petra three seconds to understand, and then her face with a gentle smile sank instantly.

"Run to Levi right now."

Hanji said in a low voice.In the next second, Gunda, Oroo, and Elder were already standing behind Petra.

"Excuse me... what happened?"

It was only at the end that Han Ji saw a person standing in the shadow behind the door. The appearance of the young Jaeger at this time made her expression very rich. She took a deep look at him and quickly turned around. Walking towards the carriage, it seemed like a second of explanation would be a waste of time.

"You'll know when you come together."

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At this point in time, there are probably only three people in the carriage going to the suburban forest. Obviously, Levi's four attendants don't need any human transportation at all when encountering an emergency, and Gunda is only for Driving a carriage while here.Alan and Hanji were relatively speechless at this time, he could only adjust his breathing and pay attention to the movements around him.In addition to the sound of horseshoes stepping over broken leaves, there is always a dangerous breath in the wind in the suburbs at night, and the faint shotgun-like sound is simply accompaniment to this breath.

Many hypotheses flashed through Alan's mind, but none of them seemed to be related to him.One must know that two months ago, he was still a Scotland Yard agent who knew nothing about blood witches and clan disputes. If there was a situation where there was a need for others, the first choice would definitely be Erwin's generation. not myself.

They have come to the middle of danger, the intuition said.

The carriage stopped in front of a shotgun, and the first reaction of the young man who was a detective was to step forward to find out.It was a shotgun that seemed to have been used for a long time. The reason why he was abandoned by the owner was not because it was not easy to use, but because the bullet got stuck in the chamber in a hurry.That was not a bullet in the traditional sense. Allen pried a branch for a long time, and what fell into his palm was just a piece of wood that had been whittled into the shape of a bullet.

Combined with those story-like legends, Allen already understood more than half of it.Levi meets the vampire hunter, and it's more difficult.The truth is about to come out, even if he hasn't realized the most crucial point.For example, rather than "encounter", it is more accurate to say "go to an appointment".

The sound of gunshots and the sound of horseshoes approaching at the same time, the sound of someone moving fast in the woods, and someone's body kept bumping against the branches, forming a rustling sound that was more rapid than the friction of the wind.Alan finally gets his wish and sees Levi, once again in a form he never imagined.The man quickly rolled over a tree and got behind Han Ji.There was blood on the back of his shirt, and the wound had landed on his shoulder.Please thank the light for escaping here, so Alan can't see his bloodshot eyes last second, the bloodshot skin under his eyes, and the fangs that once pierced his neck.

Levi's appearance made Hanji amazed so fast, if it wasn't for an urgent occasion, she would probably be full of emotion about Levi's self-control in front of someone.But his puzzlement and anger were still written on his pale face, he could only growl and say to Han Ji——

"What the hell did you bring him here for?!"

"Mr. Levi... sir."

Alan didn't even have time to finish his name when he saw the next person appearing in the shadows directly in front of him.

The man was riding on horseback, holding the rein in one hand and a shotgun in the other, and he was carrying the familiar long box on his back.The appearance of him galloping on horseback seemed to warp time back to the past, back to the time when his family went hunting in the countryside together when he was a child, Allen was thinking that he might have touched that gun.So he couldn't speak, as if someone had knocked him hard on the back of the head, and he felt his nerves go numb.

"……Father."