I Became a God in a Horror Game

At the same time, on the city in the sky.

[System prompt: Player hearts log in to the game. 】

[Player hearts get game status (Children of Saintess)]

Sleeping in the soft collapse, he slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the familiar burgundy velvet curtain hanging down in front of him, his pupils contracted for a moment, almost like a stimulated animal. He took out his weapon - playing cards, and crossed it.

The hanging tent was cut to pieces by the edge of the sharp playing cards, and fell like a rain of blood. A pair of playing cards were vaguely overlapped on the opposite table.

The poker card above usually represents the people who came to spend the night last night.

Hearts calmed down after reading the game instructions, he got up and walked forward, slowly stretched out two fingers to touch the hearts playing card on the table, and then lowered his eyes and chuckled lazily:

"It turned out to be this game map."

Reality, heresy administration three games, two o'clock in the evening.

A helicopter landed secretly at the top of the third inning. A group of men in black bodyguard uniforms walked out with briefcases. As soon as they landed from the top of the third floor, they were held up by the members of the Heresy Administration. The guns were surrounded.

The third bureau is a dangerous heresy storage room. It was first built on a small island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, but then the island sank. Now the head of the third bureau, Georgia, rebuilt it on another coast closer to the island at his own expense. Three innings, and increased the scale and expanded three innings.

Now the three bureaus are more strictly guarded, and there are a lot of dangerous heresies in storage. The main responsibility is to take care of the heretics that have been contained and lease some of them. The containment methods have been determined, and the safer heresies are given to various countries.

The group of people walking at the top of the black bodyguard uniforms raised their hands high, made a surrender sign, indicating that they were not in danger, carefully showed a reservation ticket, and cautiously said in English: "Hello, we have made an appointment to come to rent. Heresy, the deposit has already been paid."

The members of the Heresy Administration glanced at the reservation ticket in his hand, slowly put down their guns, and tilted their heads to signal to follow behind him.

The group let out a sigh of relief and followed the people from the Heresy Administration all the way down to the reception room on the first floor.

A member of the Heresy Administration knocked on the door of the captain's office, and a serious and dignified male voice said softly and politely, "Please come in."

The man with the reservation ticket pushed open the door and entered.

When he saw that he was sitting on an office chair and turned to look at Georgia, he couldn't help but take a deep breath - no matter how many times he saw this guy, he would still be shocked by his overly eye-catching appearance, especially in such a solemn and institutional environment. Heavy places, too dark tones and this appearance really do not match.

"Hello, Captain Georgia." The man bowed respectfully to Georgia and sat opposite Georgia, he took out the reservation ticket and pushed it over, "We are here to pick up the low-risk heresy, the seven conger eels, which were reserved earlier. "

Georgia glanced down at the reservation ticket he pushed over, without moving, but folded his hands in front of him: "I need to check your rental qualifications again."

The man was in a hurry, and he said with an accent: "Why do you still need to investigate? We have already conducted three rounds of inspections before, and all of our tests have passed!"

Looking at Georgia's calm and unmoved face, the man also seemed to calm down, realizing that such an urgent attitude would not convince the cautious head of the third inning, he took a deep breath and used the most pious eyes Looking at Georgia:

"Captain Georgia, the water pollution in our country is really serious. It has reached the point where after many times of purification, boiling and eating it will affect everyone, you see."

Having said that, the man eagerly took out his mobile phone and played a news video to Georgia:

"...The water pollution in China is getting worse and worse. This year, 23 infants and young children have been sick and died because of drinking unpurified water. Everyone sits in front of the government every day to protest, hoping that the government can give a solution. Program."

"Hospitals and restaurants are almost all stagnant due to water pollution. The suicide rate and death rate are rising every day. The harm caused by water pollution is like an invisible disease that is prevalent among the population, and the people have nowhere to ask for help. Under the circumstances, they began to invest in major sects, and the power of the Holy See rose."

"People started praying to God to solve the problem of water pollution, but we all knew it was impossible..."

Before the host finished his sentence, someone in the background screamed maniacally: "Who said it was impossible! God can definitely solve it!"

"Didn't God solve it for you to solve it for us!"

The host was soon beaten and dragged off the stage in the chaos, and the video screen went black, and that's it.

Georgia's eyes moved slightly, but he still didn't speak.

The man began to persuade bitterly: "Captain Georgia, I believe you have also read the report on our water pollution, and it has reached the death rate caused by the spread of an orange medium-risk heresy. According to the joint international regulations of the Heresy Administration, if at this time you There is a heresy that can solve this crisis, and it must be leased to us!"

"This is to save all innocent people in this country!"

Georgia finally spoke, his eyes calmly swept away the Holy See accessories on the man's cuff: "But we generally only lease to government departments, not the Holy See."

"But you have also seen the situation in the country now." The man sighed with regret, "Everyone doesn't believe in the government, only the Holy See. In this case, the government also intends to bring the Holy See into its jurisdiction."

The man smiled slightly smugly: "—Without the help of the government, the Holy See would not be able to get the reservation ticket of the Administration. You can now regard the Holy See as our government department, and our public support rate and voice are very high. high."

Georgia still didn't move.

The man's patience seemed to be running out, but he didn't dare to make a fool of himself. Instead, he glanced at Georgia carefully, slowly pushed a check with a huge denomination on the table, and said with consideration: "If you I think it's a deposit issue, we can discuss it again."

- This is blatant bribery.

Georgia lifted her eyelids and gave him a cold look: "You think I'm short of money?"

The man immediately knew that he had touched the scale, and quickly took the check back. He smiled awkwardly: "Of course not, I have heard of your identity, how can you be short of money?"

"You are the heir to the Golden Land." The man smiled flatteringly.

He may have just been kicked by a donkey before he came up with the trick of bribing Georgia with money. No one in this world who lacks money in Georgia can lack money.

Georgia is the eldest prince of the [Land of Gold]. He can't count how much gold he has in his hands. He even rebuilt three games bigger than the island. So far, he hasn't been paid a penny by the General Office. How could he accept him? Fingernails for such a little bribe.

"You don't need to mention this title anymore, I'm just a civilian now." Georgia said in a normal tone, "I've already lost my country."

The man nodded and bowed: "Okay, okay."

The country was indeed lost, and the gold was indeed inherited by Georgia.

"Can't you really lend it to us?" In Georgia's silence, the man asked again reluctantly, the urgency in his eyes almost overflowed, "We dealt with the water pollution and will return it immediately, now I am with you Here is deadlock, I can sit here and express my sincerity in order to pass your test, I can express our sincerity in ten years, but every moment in my country there are children dying from drinking polluted water !"

"You don't want these children to be like you, helplessly watching their own citizens perish and the country perish, right?"

Georgia finally moved, he looked up at the man, got up and said, "Show me the documents for the lease application again."

The man let out a sigh of relief, and he handed the document over with trepidation. After Georgia read it carefully again, he raised his head: "It does meet the rental requirements."

"Come with me."

Following Georgia, Georgia walked quickly ahead, explaining in a gentle tone as he walked: "The seven star eel is a low-risk heresy that we recently contained, the danger is not high, and the containment method is very convenient. Recently, we discovered that it can It dissolves a lot of contaminants in water and has a unique effect on purifying water."

"After I got this report, I sent a report to areas around the world where water pollution was so serious that it exceeded the harm of low-risk heretics, saying that heretics could be rented to help solve the problem of water pollution."

Georgia looked back at the man: "This is the seven conger eel."

In front of the man were two coiled eels sleeping in two tanks, he tried his best to control his greedy eyes, showing an ecstatic expression: "This is a low-risk solution to water pollution. Heretic starfish, isn't it?"

"Yes." Georgia nodded, and his tone soon became serious. "But no matter how low-risk it is, it is still heresy."

"The lamprey has no other harm. Its only heresy is from reproduction. This is a heresy that reproduces very quickly. As long as the female and male are placed in the same tank, as long as one night, the whole tank will be theirs. descendants."

"So in order to prevent accidents, we only rented separately and only rented males."

The man's greedy eyes cooled down for a moment, and he paused for a while before asking carefully, "Can't you rent a mother?"

"No." Georgia refused without hesitation. "The seven star eel can only be dissolved in the cavity trapped in the human body. Although the dissolved liquid will not cause too much harm to the human body, it will cause certain mutations."

"Although the reason is still unclear, and the dissolution of the lamprey has a certain gender orientation, the male eel can only be dissolved by the internal cavity of the male, and the female eel can only be dissolved by the female internal."

The man looked at the eel's mouth, his scalp numb: "The inner channel of men?!"

Georgia glanced above and below him lightly, and said with an ordinary attitude: "Women have strong saliva-dissolving power, but men have strong intestinal juice-dissolving power."

"?!" The man laughed awkwardly, and subconsciously squeezed his hips, "Captain Georgia, don't you feel scary when you talk about this?"

"Terrible?" Georgia turned his eyes back, looked deeply at the eel in the observation cabinet, and said softly, "If only this level can save my hometown, then what's so scary? ?"

Soon, Georgia returned to calm: "The male starfish cannot reproduce by itself, so the lease is safe, you don't have to think too much."

"But for an eel, the purification speed is too slow." The man stared straight at the female eels in the observation cabinet, "Can't you lend us the females together?"

"No." Georgia grimly refused, "The female eel is not stable yet. We observed her breeding before and found that she has a clear tendency to over-breed - it has recently reproduced all females and almost no males. , as soon as you see it, the scale of reproduction will be expanded."

The man's eyes lit up: "All females?"

- Wouldn't that just use women to dissolve it?

"So the mother body is not leased." Georgia simply made a decision. He looked at the man, "Come and go through the lease procedures."

"Oh, okay, okay." The man almost pulled his eyes away from the female eel reluctantly, "Captain Georgia, you asked me to make a phone call to inform the country first and tell them that they only borrowed one eel. We can prioritize the area of ​​use.”

This request is completely reasonable, Georgia nodded: "You go."

Georgia went back to the office, and the man went to the helipad on the top floor of the Heresy Processing Bureau to make a phone call.

In the office, Georgia seemed to freeze as she dragged her lower jaw and looked at the water pollution document handed over by the man in deep thought. The team member next to him saw him like this and asked, "Captain, are you still worried? His procedures are not complete. no problem."

"And it's just a low-risk heresy."

Georgia frowned. "I know."

"I just think..."

The team members asked curiously, "What do you think?"

"It's a bit of a coincidence." Georgia looked at the man's profile, and his brows became tighter and tighter, "A serious water pollution problem broke out in this country on the front foot, and we accommodated low-risk water pollution problems that could just be rented to them on the back foot. heresy."

"It's just like……"

Something invisible is arranging them.

On the top floor, after the man returned to the helicopter away from the Heresy Administration, the moment he made the call, his face quickly deformed excitedly:

"Hey, I saw a seven-star eel."

"This thing is really like what you said. After dissolving, the bones are peeled off, and it can be used to forge weapons like metal minerals?"

"The Holy See needs weapons, and the big minerals are under control. If the seven star eel can get into our hands, it will be an inexhaustible mineral. We can use this thing to arm the Holy See from top to bottom. stand up."

"...money is not a problem, we have the support of the big chaebol..."

"But the only problem is." The man lowered his voice abruptly, and he glanced at the third round with a grim look, "The person in charge of the third round is only willing to lend me the male body, and there is no way to reproduce without the mother's body."

The bishop's hoarse laughter came over the phone: "Father Quan Zhendong, don't worry about this, God will bless you."

The man's eyes widened: "What should I do?"

"We have received some gifts from the gods, and those strange props enshrined to us are comparable to heretics." The bishop laughed hoarsely again, "It is convenient for us to steal."

The man frowned: "But the control of the third round is very strict. If the mother body is gone, I will be killed immediately."

"No, we didn't steal the mother's body." The bishop chuckled softly, "Did you forget what the person in charge said? He said that the mother's body reproduces very quickly, and the next generation born is a mother's body."

"We just need to let the two eels breed quickly, then steal the female eel from the mother, plus the male we leased—"

The bishop sighed contentedly: "God loves the world, and the Holy See is great."

Quan Zhendong also burst into laughter. He looked at the Heresy Processing Bureau, and a ghostly light flashed in his eyes: "God loves the world, and the Holy See is great."

Three in the morning.

Quan Zhendong almost trotted into a helicopter. He looked at the two eels entangled in the tank with a frenzy: "I got it, Bishop!"

"Good job." The bishop laughed happily over there, he seemed to be clinking glasses with someone, and the sound of the crisp glass colliding came from the phone, and his tone became drunk, "The eel Send it back, and then come to the Vice Island to relax."

"You're on the vice island?!" Quan Zhendong was not happy when he heard the name, but turned pale in shock, "Are you crazy! Have you forgotten what happened to those people on the main island!"

"Yuanjima, the city in the sky, has been controlled by the queen, and everyone on it is his slaves and lackeys!"

"Now, the attached island you built with the queen behind your back will be discovered by him sooner or later! He will torture you to death! How dare you go up!"

The bishop was silent for a while, and his breathing became heavy: "You are right, I am so happy today, thinking that the queen seems to be busy with other things recently, and she has not visited the island..."

"I'll get off the island immediately!"

"Don't go to the deputy island of the city of the sky!" Quan Zhendong overstepped his authority and viciously warned the bishop, "If you don't want to be discovered, our Holy See's great cause is messed up by this madman, the queen!"

After hanging up the phone, Quan Zhendong's excitement about stealing the seven conger eels had completely disappeared. He was sweating coldly, leaning on the helicopter seat with his eyes closed. .

There is a special album called Queen, and Quan Zhendong clicked on the album with shaking hands.

The first picture in the album is a very beautiful boy, who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old, with a pair of extremely moving purple eyes, looking at the person who is taking his photo so coldly and lazily.

Quan Zhendong couldn't control the obsession in his eyes, and he couldn't control the fear of this person from the bottom of his heart. He half closed his eyes, put the photo of the mobile phone on his chest, and suddenly murmured:

"...the queen."

Every man who has seen the queen should have such an attitude towards the queen.

Twenty-five years ago, a world-renowned dance actress appeared in their country, most famous for the opera "Salome". Countless people fell for her graceful dancing. She was only nineteen years old. A very young dancer with a promising future.

She has a good family environment, her parents are loving, and her family is harmonious. She was raised to be kind and innocent, and she soon had her own dance studio. At the height of her fame, her first national tour was actually a charity performance. All proceeds are donated to organizations and churches in need.

Coupled with her devout beliefs, everyone called her a saint from then on.

It is said that the Holy Maiden has a certain foreign blood. She is very beautiful, with a pair of purple eyes shining like gems. Although she dances a somewhat evil, witch-like character like "Salome", every time the show ends Later, when she smiled shyly on the stage holding the flowers that everyone gave her, she was indeed still a 19-year-old girl.

This contrast makes everyone like her very much, praise her for her dedication, and praise her for her beauty.

But during a charity tour, something happened to the saint. She was forced by a priest, but the priest forcibly testified that it was the saint who had a romantic relationship with him, and gave a series of evidence - such as the saint Look at the photo of him laughing on stage, and the photo of the saint smiling and shaking hands with him.

In these photos, when the saint looked at him, she was very affectionate, and the saint was speechless—she looked at everyone like this.

However, the majestic status of the priest and the reverence for the priest in the country turned these elusive things into irrefutable evidence. At the same time, the priest also expressed affectionately that he gave up his priesthood for the saint and said that he was willing to give up his faith and The saints are always together - priests and nuns are the same, who have given all of themselves to God and are not allowed to marry.

This has aroused the nation's moving, and everyone hopes that the saint and the priest will be together.

But the saint refused.

Although she is also a devout believer, she does not want to marry a priest.

Controversy surrounding her soon grew, reaching a climax when she was discovered to be pregnant.

In their country, people who believe in the Holy See are not allowed to kill unborn beings. This is the original sin - the saint finally chose to give birth to the child.

Under such circumstances, everyone's desire to keep the saint and the priest together became stronger and stronger, even to the point that if the saint didn't marry the priest, she would feel sorry for the child in her womb and did not give her a father, so she didn't know what to do ——You also have to give birth to children, you are also in love with a priest, and you also believe in the Holy See.

Then why don't you want to marry a priest?

He has done so much for you.

If you want me, I am willing to marry a priest - many girls who believe in the Holy See persuade the Holy Maiden.

But the Holy Maiden just didn't want to, and when the situation was about to intensify to an irreversible level, a heroic bishop appeared.

This bishop is also a person who believes in the Holy See. His status is higher than that of a priest, his identity is purer than that of a priest. .

This bishop boldly showed his love to the saint in front of everyone, he said, when I saw you at the age of fourteen stepping on the stage for the first time as Salome, I was deeply fascinated by you, but I know Your heart and my heart are to God, so I never bother you.

But now, I think I can disturb you, would you like to be with me?

The whole country was in an uproar, and the saint finally let go. She married the bishop and moved abroad under the protection of the other party. She was no longer disturbed by gossip, and lived a very happy life for a period of time.

The bishop seems to really love the Saintess very much. The family is full of photos of the Saintess when she was just in her teens. Every stage of the Saintess in the early days was reproduced by him as a video tape and preserved. He often admired the Saintess inside. The woman was fascinated by it.

"You are so beautiful." The bishop praised, "I'm so sorry I didn't meet you when you were fourteen, when I would pursue you madly."

"Unfortunately, you were eighteen when I first saw you on tour."

The Holy Maiden looked at the too young herself in the bishop's obsessed photo, and she felt a strange strangeness in her heart, but the man's heartfelt love still made her let go of her vigilance.

"Will you like my child?" asked the saint.

"Of course, she will turn out as beautiful as you are," said the Bishop humorously. "Why should I not like her?"

The Holy Maiden looked at the many girl utensils stacked in the baby's room, and she asked hesitantly, "You seem to like girls very much?"

"Yes." The bishop smiled tenderly, "A girl as beautiful as you are fourteen years old."

"If this child..." The saint looked up at the bishop, "is it a boy?"

The bishop was silent for a moment, the expression on his face gradually disappeared, but soon he smiled again: "No, it will definitely be a girl, I expect it to be a girl."

The saint paused: "You can go check the gender."

"No, I won't use any measures to disturb her coming." The bishop gently supported the saint's shoulder, he looked at the saint's belly, patted lightly, and murmured, "Did you forget? In the teachings, it is extremely impolite and disrespectful to test a child who has not yet been born, and it will disturb their arrival."

"They'll fly away from my palms like angels."

The days passed and the child was born.

is a boy.

The Holy Maiden will never forget that man's disappointed expression when he saw that the child was a boy - like the moment when a long-awaited gift was opened and found that it was not what she wanted.

It's like a long-awaited delicious fruit that is found to be plastic a second before it is about to ripen and eat in your mouth.

"I took the child," said the bishop indifferently, "you just stay here."

The saint looked at the man in disbelief: "Where are you taking him?!"

"Island in the sky." The bishop looked at the saint, and he explained casually, "A holy land built by the Holy See is just right for a newly born child like him to go to receive the Lord's education - there will be priests who like this child, They will teach him well."

The saint stared at the bishop: "What is that place?"

The bishop looked at the saint, looking at her embarrassed hair, her face was no longer green and attractive, but her eyes were sharp and firm, and he could not help but sigh regretfully: "You are no longer the girl I used to like, I can choose to let go, and you can go up if you want."

"Yes, you have dedicated your best years to me." The bishop laughed again, "Next, you can return to the island and re-dedicate your body to God and the rest of the Holy See."

"There are a lot of people who like you."

Castle in the Sky.

Before stepping on this island, no one could have imagined that there is such a filthy place above the sky.

The man, who had put on the bishop's uniform again, introduced the saint who had boarded the city in the sky in a normal tone. He also smiled: "It's amazing, isn't it? There really is a magical island suspended above the sea in this world."

"We bought this from a mysterious gentleman who has a lot of these amazing things in his hands, but the prices are all ridiculous - such as this one can't be easily detected and can't be boarded without an introduction. island."

The bishop smiled: "City in the Sky is a membership system, you can't easily come up without an introduction from a senior member of the Holy See."

"Those who can come here are all people who have religious beliefs, or who can provide some help for our religious beliefs."

The Holy Maiden looked at the faces of big figures from other countries that she had seen on TV just now, and they all looked well-dressed, surrounded by at least two or three men and women dressed in the service of the Holy See, as if they were talking matter.

"They don't have enough identities, they can only be on the periphery of the island." The bishop said lightly, "On the inner periphery of the island, only really big people can enter."

"Inner perimeter?" she asked softly.

The bishop smiled: "To enter the inner circle of Sky City, you need a more advanced business card, and it is not enough to be recommended by members of the Holy See."

"What business card?" She instinctively felt bad.

The card was slowly spat out of the bishop's mouth, giving her a very creepy feeling.

The bishop looked at her with a smile. He stretched out his hand and stroked the saint's long hair with pity: "The interests of those who enter the inner circle must be particularly closely linked, otherwise we may betray each other."

"So in order to unite everyone and to be closely linked to the greatness of the Holy See, we made a very special kind of business card."

"—that's people."

"We will bring the person closest to us to the island as a business card, and then exchange it with each other, giving each other the feeling they once had, making us feel like brothers, and we will never betray each other again. "

The bishop caressed the completely blank face of the saint, and he smiled softly: "I used to love you very much, and I didn't want to use you as a business card."

"But now you can be."

"Of course you can also refuse. The Lord is merciful and will give everyone the right to refuse." The bishop said with a smile, "Then I'll just change a business card. That child can also be regarded as my close person. I don't I like boys, but many priests like them, and there are many little boys on this island."

"It's just not as beautiful as your child. I believe that no one will refuse to use him as a business card."

"What's your choice?" The bishop seemed to have read some kind of information in the eyes of the saint, and he chuckled lightly, "I still suggest you not to resist, the Inquisition has power all over the world."

"I can easily put you to death on this island, and no one will find out. At that time, the custody of your child is still in my hands, and he can still be my business card."

"It's just that I don't like coercion to give you this choice. Just like at the beginning, I also liked you to choose to marry me, but that doesn't mean I don't have the right to force it."

"By the way." The bishop laughed, "The child's biological father is also on this island now, staying with a certain business card."

The saint was silent for a long time, she glanced at the island suspended in the sky, and closed her eyes.

This child grew up day by day. He stayed alone in a large villa on an isolated island all year round and was not allowed to leave. His father was a bishop and his mother was a saint. Logically speaking, he should be a devout believer. But he hated the Holy See very much.

An inexplicable, instinctive disgust.

His father was very indifferent to him, to the point where he thought his father would one day even kill him for accidentally clipping an extra rose he liked last night.

But his mother was nice to him.

His mother is the most beautiful and the best human being in the world. Although she is not at home all the year round, she cannot accompany him - this is one of the few shortcomings.

But she is very gentle, she will hold him and talk about a lot of the outside world and stories, so he graciously chose to forgive her for this shortcoming!

Although his mother was obviously a saint, she never told him stories about the sect.

"Why?" he asked suspiciously.

She paused: "I prefer that you believe in what you believe in, not what others believe in."

"Then what should I believe in?" he asked earnestly.

She looked at him with complicated eyes, then smiled: "Love, respect, kindness."

"What's the use of believing in these things?" he asked in confusion.

"Belief in these things used to hurt me a lot, I kept getting hurt, and then I found out that I'm one of the few people in the world who believe in these things, and most people just use these things as excuses and excuses to hurt others." She paused, then smiled relievedly again, her purple eyes shining brightly at him, "But faith in these things made me have you."

"You are the best thing my faith has ever brought me."

His mother was a dancer and could do a very beautiful dance of the sevenfold veil, the most beautiful dance in the world in his eyes, and of course, she still went out to dance.

She would dress up very beautifully, and then stand in the flower field outside the villa on a sunny afternoon, smiling and waving at him, her purple eyes filled with a gentle halo: "I'm going to dance!"

she said that.

So he lay on the balcony and responded to her loudly: "I'll wait for you to come back!"

She would usually come back very late with his hated bishop father, all in tatters, and then she would go back to her room by herself, change out of the tattered clothes, and do a long wash. After taking a shower, he walked over to him, still hugging him with a smile: "Today's dance is over."

Sometimes he would find some bruises and wounds on her body. He would lie on her shoulder and ask in a low voice, "Dancing is so hard, can you stop dancing?"

She was silent for a long time, and then answered him with a smile: "No, my mother also has to work. How can I make money without dancing?"

He said, "Then I'll dance."

"I've watched your video tapes many times." He looked at her and said seriously, "I'll dance too, I'll help you dance!"

"You're too young." She couldn't help laughing. "You can't dance. I was twelve years old when I first appeared on stage. How old are you?"

Twelve years old - he silently recorded this age in his mind.

At this age, he can help her dance, and she doesn't have to work so hard.

As the days went on, he began to sneakily wear her women's clothes, paint her makeup, and imitate her dance moves to the videotape while she was out dancing, imitating her expressions.

He grew up slowly and he became more and more beautiful.

The way she looked at him became at a loss and became flustered, and she would say to him anxiously: "Go and roll in the flower field outside!"

"Wipe your face a little dirty!"

"Don't play with flowers! You become a little boy! Don't play with these things!"

When he was eleven years old, he put a flower on his head mischievously, turned around in front of her, tilted his head and asked her if she looked good. For the first time, she looked at him in such horror, hysterical. erupted:

"Didn't I tell you not to play with these girls' stuff!"

"You're a boy, not a girl!!"

He was roared to silence, the flower on his head fell and shattered into petals.

"I'm sorry..." She squatted on the ground slowly, she covered her tearful eyes and apologized very gently, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't yell at you, I just don't understand, I've told you so many times, Why do you still like to play with these girls' stuff."

"You're obviously a boy..." She slowly put down her hands covering her eyes and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

"But I don't like being a boy." He pursed his lips and looked at her stubbornly, "I hate those men, they all treat you badly."

——Whether it was his bishop father, or the people who came to the Holy See, their attitude towards her was so frivolous and arrogant, when his eyes swept over her, the knowing smile seemed to be looking at something sleazy. s things.

He hated the way these people looked at her.

She is obviously the best person in the world, and she can dance the most beautiful dance in the world. These men are rubbish, so they deserve to look at her with such eyes.

"I want to be like you, I don't want to be like them."

Her tears slowly fell, and then she laughed again, sniffled, and then stretched out her finger: "It's my fault, it's my fault, you can do what you want - as long as you agree with me One thing will do."

He asked, "What's the matter?"

She said softly, "Don't be a girl when your father is at home."

He immediately nodded in agreement.

On the day of his twelfth birthday, after confirming with her that his stupid bishop father went to a place called Sky City and would never come back that day, he excitedly said to her: "I can give you Are you dancing?"

"I totally learned it! I'll dance for you!"

"So powerful?" She smiled and clapped her hands, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

He completely changed into the dance clothes she had worn when he was young, put on his make-up seriously, put on a seven-layer gauze, and imitated her dance in the video tape vividly in front of her.

"Am I good-looking?" He turned around and asked her with a smile, his purple eyes sparkling, and he was very excited, "Did I learn very similar!"

"It's very similar." She looked at him with a thin layer of tears in her eyes, and praised with a smile, "You look good."

"You're even prettier than me back then."

"I think so too." A calm, warm male voice suddenly appeared. His bishop's father, who would never come back, stood by the door and stared at him with a creepy look, smiling. "It's quite beautiful," he said.

"Twelve-year-olds are as beautiful as I once imagined."

It was the first time since he was born that he saw such a desperate expression on her face.

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This chapter is inspired by "Salome"