msmithbooks Chapter 21 The Ceremony Begins
Chapter 21 The Ceremony Begins
Time passed quickly, and the ceremony began today.
The church was crowded with people, and the people wearing masks looked devoutly at the bishop on the high platform.The people standing in the magnificent church showed an incomparable weakness.When they received the Holy Blood and gained power, they also bore the curse.
Can we really still be called human beings?
No. 13 supported the weak No. 12.The sunlight refracted by the glass illuminated the church very brightly, but he only felt it was dazzling.
If it was placed in a normal church guard supporting a weak colleague, it would definitely be regarded as an abnormal phenomenon.Weak people don't get sympathy, they're just ignored.
But no one was looking at the two of them now, and their eyes were all on the bishop.
Not long ago, No. 12 saw No. 13 who took off his mask.
She looked at him, feeling familiar yet strange.Obviously today was the first time I saw him, but I wasn't surprised when I saw the conspicuous scar on his face.
She knew that she should stop the man when he took off his mask, but she was looking forward to seeing his face again.In the confrontation between reason and emotion, in the end, reason is defeated.
After that eye contact with the messenger, a change occurred in her heart that she didn't notice.She seemed to have changed from a dull puppet to a soul.
The two looked at each other with complicated expressions.There is a bit of helplessness mixed with sorrow and a faint ray of happiness.
The 13th knew it, the 12th changed and became more familiar.
No. 12 opened her mouth, and the name of the man in front of her seemed ready to come out, but when she wanted to say it, the name was covered in a layer of fog, and she couldn't remember it clearly.
"12th, 13th. The ceremony is about to begin."
The cold voice broke the silence, and the person who didn't intend to hear the reply left quickly, carrying out the task efficiently.
"Let's go." Number 13 took her hand, let her lean on his shoulder, and helped her walk outside.
"Did I ever lean on your shoulder like this?"
"Maybe……"
At this time, Yitu and Xiaotong had already mixed into the guards of the church.
Thanks to the requirement that church guards wear masks, infiltration is made a lot easier.As for where did the clothes come from?Then I have to ask the two unlucky guys who are now knocked out and tied in the corner.
Yitu unlocked a new function of the ring this morning.It turns out that this gadget can not only store things, but also talk to Xiaotong who is also wearing a ring.
When Xiaotong said it to himself, Yitu felt as if he had opened the door to a new world.
Although the brave man asked about the reason in shock, Yitu didn't understand much after Xiaotong explained patiently because he hadn't recovered yet.
More precisely, it should have been completely ignored.
If Xiao Tong, who was explained for a long time and tried to explain it in easy-to-understand words very intimately, knew, Yitu would definitely open the door to another new world.
That elf's fist hit someone at least started with a serious injury, and the disability didn't hurt.
"It's really that simple, isn't this church too vigilant?" Yitu complained through the ring, he knew that the plan to infiltrate was reckless.But I didn't expect that such a plan full of loopholes could be implemented unexpectedly smoothly.
When Yitu pointed out the loopholes in this plan, Lina just shook her head and said to Yitu earnestly, "You are still too young, you don't understand many things."
Yitu wanted to refute at the time, but Xiaotong actually said in the same tone: "Miss Lina is the one who knows the situation best, and our current resources can only do this."
Now Yitu simply felt that the clown was actually me.
It can only be said that this plan is very suitable for Lina's character.
"Guess why Lina bet that the Pope will abandon this place?"
"Because this small place is useless, and this bishop is too incompetent?"
"I think this bishop might be an inner ghost sent by the Kingdom of Glory to the church." The elf said in a teasing tone.
"Hahaha, were you stupid for drinking a few days ago?"
It was fine if Yitu didn't talk about the drinking, but now that he brought it up himself, Yitu remembered that embarrassing thing again.
It's a typical case of lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.
"Why do I remember so clearly what happened in the morning, but I can't remember what happened at night. Damn it! I can't even accept that thing that seems to be true."
"Mr. Brave, the dialogue switch on your side is not turned off." Xiaotong's voice suddenly appeared in the mind of the brave man who was extremely mentally active at this time.
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Even through the mask, the embarrassment on the brave man's face has overflowed.
Yitu didn't know whether Xiaotong did it on purpose or not, so he leaned close to his ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Brave is too expressive, you will be discovered."
Listening to that serious tone, I feel really worried about revealing my identity.
But, but...
Why don't you tell me with a ring, wouldn't it be easier to be seen if you leaned over?
Mr. Brave's embarrassment has indeed effectively disappeared from his face, and now he only has a face full of speechlessness.
But fortunately, the brave didn't forget to disconnect this time.
Almost all the people in the church looked devoutly at the bishop who was talking endlessly about how great he was.Therefore, almost no one would look around and find Xiaotong who was whispering in Yitu's ear.
But just hardly anyone.
Mr. Long has felt Yitu's breath since he came in, and has been staring at him, so he saw it very reasonably.The absent-minded No. 13 looked around and found out by coincidence.
Aware of No. 13 who was full of doubts at this moment, No. 12 turned to look at him sideways.But at the same time, number 13 happened to look at her.
It feels familiar, like they happen to be like this a lot.
Even if the memory is lost, the tacit understanding between the two remains unchanged.Love is the recognition of the soul.
No. 13 looked at No. 12's weak face, and sorrow filled his face.
"I'm fine." No. 12 comforted No. 13, looking at No. [-] who was trying to make himself look more natural.
"It seems that I can capture all his expressions by nature." No. 12 thought.
"Stop avoiding him."
The messenger's words reappeared in No. 12's mind.
She seemed to use all her strength to raise the corners of her mouth, trying to give No. 13 a smile.She felt like she was always smiling, but sadly, smiling was now a luxury.
Seeing what could be called a distorted smile on No. 12, No. 13 hugged her even tighter.
"Let's escape after today, let's spend the little time we have left together." Thinking on the 13th, when he made up his mind to say what he wanted to say a long time ago, the very imposing voice interrupted He, that is the eulogy people pay to the Pope.
The grand ceremony has now officially begun.