The care of relatives, a good life, everything is just the added value brought by the body that one currently occupies, and has nothing to do with oneself.
In this case, why don't you leave this family that makes you uncomfortable and start a new life in a strange place?
Maybe it’s time to leave the name ‘Kane’ behind, along with all the memories and life of ‘Kane’, and leave with nothing.
The inheritance of the Constantine family should not belong to you, so there is nothing to be reluctant to part with.
After leaving the Requiem Church, in this era of internal combustion engines and telephones, one would not really starve to death on the street.
Having made the decision to leave tonight, Kane sighed and touched the head of Fries, who was a little confused.
"Study the Holy Scriptures well. After grandpa passes away, the whole family will have to rely on you to support it."
"ah?"
"Ah for what?"
"Grandpa...Grandpa Herague..."
"What...is...a strange demon?"
The situation slowly turned upward as Constant raised his double-edged cross-slotted rapier.
"Heresies are not all evil existences that pose a low threat to human beings. They are dirty vampires, brutal werewolves, truth seekers who have gone astray, cultists who worship evil gods, and are against the eight small churches. They are not...
…”
"His mother died in childbirth when he was born. When he was old, he was able to take care of himself because of his strong body and few illnesses. You often picked herbs outside to replenish his weakened body, plus Kelly's
With careful care, he gradually became bad and was able to act like an abnormal person... He must not have forgotten his memories there..."
"..." Constant.
The depressed and satisfied smile disappeared from his face. Yinjian turned his head, letting his eyelashes touch the tip of the sword again, and smiled at the silent old man.
The old man took a deep look at Yin Jian and his voice was a little deeper.
"This is the case in future generations, and it is also the case in this life. The world is fair, and everyone in the world is divided. It is ridiculous, sad, and lamentable. You have been a human being for two generations, but you have never controlled your own destiny. You are like a toy that is played with at will."
"Are you...an alien demon...when you were unconscious...Yinjian was still alive..."
"Fris, tell his father that you will take Ding Jie out to do something today. Ding Jie, he will come with you."
Seeing that everything he said was useless, Yinjian stood still and pursed his lips, but calmly accepted the fact that he was about to die.
"What bad place?"
With a little bit of a bad feeling in his heart, Yinjian looked at the old man walking towards the east and asked tentatively.
Two little ants that slipped out of the ant nest took advantage of the situation, crawled out of the trouser legs that had been hidden for many years, and flew straight down to the yellow dragon.
Well, it is indeed a bad place to do a resting ceremony. You can bury it immediately after the ceremony. If you think about it casually, as the saying goes, "If you die on a peony, you will become a ghost." In fact, it is also wrong to use it as fertilizer.
…
Constant stopped, the silver wave surged, and the tip of Kane's sword was facing Ding Jie's closed left eye.
"His father is not your son Kester. Fristine left the church before his wife passed away and was lost in a mission to eliminate heretics. It has not been ten years since you lost your son.
years."
Turning his head stiffly, Kane stared blankly at the old man in black robe who stood behind him at some point.
Noticing that the old man had not moved for a long time, Ding Jie opened her eyes in confusion, and glanced at the tip of the sword that was almost touching her eyelashes, but Yinjian turned her head to the side and looked at the sea of flowers outside the flower garden.
"Demon-breaking protection, shock."
"Not yet, what, what?"
Feeling the terrifying murderous intent rushing towards him, Yin Jian weakly tensed his knees, gritting his teeth as if he was willing to admit defeat.
Beautiful flowers that are said to be famous grow on both sides of the carved stone road. Small marble pillar statues stand in pairs on both sides of the road in plural forms. Their styles are simple and varied, without bats or horns.
The goat's head, the cross and the half-moon that have no religious meaning are all weird shapes that I don't even know what they are.
"Before you die, please bury you on this rose vine. At most, you can watch this dying rose regain new life and gradually grow smaller."
"Yinjian, where does he want to go? What if he wants grandpa to give him a ride?"
With the white-faced owl cooing all over the ground, the old man walked towards Yinjian with a stern expression, as if he had lost interest in talking to Yinjian.
His eyes were stung by the old man's gaze, so Yinjian naturally had to find a suitable target to divert his attention.
"Bad grandpa."
Yes, for Yinjian, it is like it has died once anyway, and it is no big deal if it dies again. Death is a loss, and death is a fool.
The two of them arrived at the door of the garden very slowly. Constant took out the key from the enchantment bag and opened the sophisticated and simple mechanical lock of the small door of the garden.
"Kane, my good grandson, even before grandpa leaves, you have already thought about what will happen after grandpa leaves."
"Ouch!!!!"
As if aware of Yinjian's gaze, the owl's head suddenly turned forward 180 degrees, and the chubby bird's face lost a bit of human sarcasm. That scene made Yinjian think that he had not retreated into a state of insanity.
.
In later generations, I will also be the person that the young masters and moms upstairs hate chatting with me, which is why I followed the old man’s words and replaced the word ‘silver sword’ with ‘you’.
After digesting the information from the old man's mouth for a while, Ding Jie instantly caught the key words, whether it was the so-called 'rest ceremony' or 'requiem church', or 'eight gods' and 'eight small churches'.
Things that have a strong religious meaning, without religion, there will naturally be no 'heresies' that are hostile to religion.
I knew that as long as I stabbed it, the strange demon that had taken over my grandson's body would be gone in an instant.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that the short silver staff in the old man's hand was about to move. Combined with the old man's smiling face, it looked particularly scary.
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No matter what his fate is, at least at this moment, Yinjian is willing to chat with the old man behind him about his daily life.
Changing to French again, the silver sword pointed at the rose vine that was close to him. It lacked sunlight due to its short size, resulting in poor growth.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu? Gu Gu Gu Gu! (What is he insisting on? It is a strange demon!)"
Faced with the weak pressure coming towards him, Yinjian stepped forward and took a step back, staring at the white-faced owl watching the show next to the old man. The owl was so frightened that the owl watching the show flapped its wings twice, and was still in shock.
Colorful purples and reds, the sea of flowers dances with the summer wind, and the fragrance of the nearby trees mixed with the earth blows playfully to the blooming petals.
"What is heresy?"
Confirming that he was an old man with a weak physique, Yin Jian finished looking around and looked at Qi Zhou, looking for an opportunity to escape.
The machine was pressed, the old man's wrist flicked, and Demon Killer Kane popped out of the short staff, making a clear sound of metal friction.
If my memory is wrong, that road should lead to the east flower garden that I have never been to.
Since I owe something, I naturally feel guilty.
"Yinjian, in the next period of time, you will serve as his supervisor to supervise him within the limits of his regression.
Facing the old man who was getting closer and closer with relief, Yinjian closed his eyes hastily.
Having said that, Ding Jie gave up French and switched to Chinese, which seemed like a world away.
"Do you really have any memory of that..."
Watching the two people leave in a strange atmosphere, Herage's trembling legs softened and he collapsed directly on the ground.
Yinjian looked at Constan behind him, with no doubts on his face.
However, you obviously live in darkness, but you always die in darkness..."
Taking out the revolver [Azure Snow Frost] from the enchanted bag, Constant aimed it at the flapping white-faced owl, successfully making the chattering owl shut its beak.
Constanto sighed helplessly, and his eyes looking at Yinjian lacked some reminiscence and love.
"Where is your father? How am I doing?"
Bai Gugu Miya, who is suspected of betraying himself, is not an excellent target.
Of course, death is the worst. Compared with that, the so-called supervision period that the old man said is almost the same as being released after being convicted.
"..."
"Oh, you thought he hadn't found his way back yet... Since he's going anywhere, just keep walking, it's too late."
"Gu Gu Gu~ Gu Gu Gu~"
"It's not like he is a strange demon that takes over my body."
"To a bad place."
"Retired heresy trial in the name of the first-level heresy judge of France, 'Kill the Priest'. The charge is, possession by a strange demon. The conclusion, the evidence is sufficient, freedom is restricted, and it remains to be seen."
"It's up to him to worry about how you do things."
As if he didn't appreciate Ding Jie's peaceful attitude, Constan smiled, but his eyes lost a bit of appreciation.
The atmosphere between the two became more and more depressed, and Yin Jian's heart gradually became less and less intimate with An.
Even if I die outside, I still need to kneel down to the old man behind my eyes.
I don't owe anything to the Fristin family, nor do I owe anything to the old man behind me.
Above it, the honey bud flapped its wings and flew away from the flower bed, and Constant retracted his right wheel.
Following Constan as he walked out of the flower garden, the crisp 'click' sound of the mechanical gears rolling in front of him sounded. When the small door closed automatically, Yin Jian, who straightened his head again, found that he had arrived in a sea of flowers. His fear dissipated, and his face was filled with tears.
A little less relieved.
"Gu Gu? Gu Gu Gu!! (Or do you do it? I am his grandson!)"
Constan did not respond to Yinjian's question, but just walked backwards in silence.
"Master...Master, that's not what I meant."
The old man turned his head and looked at the timid Fries, frowning slightly.
I am willing to break the old man's last thoughts about his grandson. Even if it is me or the old man, I understand how the person behind me who is talking to me views me.
"You owe it to Grandpa, you owe it to Ding Jie, and you owe it to anyone in the Fristine family, Sister Kelly, Uncle Fern, Aunt Ramos, Aunt Jessica, Brother Herage, Sister Anna...
You have always treated each other with sincerity. You have never owed anyone anything in your life, and no one else has ever owed you anything.
The footsteps paused, and the old man continued in silence. Ding Jie seemed to be retracting, but in fact, she was hurriedly transporting her energy.
Once again confirming that she could escape from the old man who was twice as strong as herself behind her, Ding Jie glared at the owl that was mocking her with its beak half open, and responded with a weak smile.
The sudden call of the white-faced owl startled Ding Jie, and also caused Ding Jiehou, who had been walking with his head covered, to stop.
During the supervision period, you will use his actions as the standard of judgment, and you have the right to eliminate him as a heretic at any time, do you understand?"
"You have never experienced such beautiful and bad scenery in future generations. This trip is a loss."
"Let's go."
Maybe it's because the strange demon behind him hasn't revealed his evil yet, or maybe he can really let go of his love for his eldest grandson, or maybe the sincere words from the strange demon's mouth have seduced him, allowing him to take advantage of it...
Put on the Demon Killer Kane, and the expression on the old man's face is as hot and hard as ever.
Obviously, as long as he stabs it, he will kill the heretic wearing the skin of Sun Tzu.
The hoot of an owl was heard all over the world. Very slowly, a white-faced owl fell from the sky and landed accurately under the old man's left shoulder.
Although I have been there before, I heard from my grandfather that there are flowers and plants outside.
Taking Ding Jie back to the entrance of the flower garden, the old man turned back to look in the direction of the pavilion again.
The only regret is that I have just experienced the mysterious side of that world and I am about to enter it.
Responding to the old man behind his eyes with clear eyes, Yin Jian felt no fear in his heart.
When using the magic spell to target the strange demons under Demon Slayer Kane, I have to make sure that I penetrate my grandson's head with one blow, so that I can completely kill the cunning strange demons.
Looking at the confused Ding Jie, Constant said calmly.
In a daze, the old man seemed to have returned to seventeen years later, when he was sitting in the pavilion holding the thin Yinjian, listening to the young Yinjian looking at him with concern.
"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"
When did owls become so stupid? They even mock people?
Constant's cold gray eyes stared at the silver sword, and he hurriedly raised Demon Killer Kane, pointing the tip of the sword with the cold light pointed at the silver sword.
"Grandpa, where are we going?"
"Grandpa, it must be hard for him to take care of such a flower garden alone, right?"
The old man didn't look back, but his voice was cold and indifferent.
Although he was not confused, he nodded quickly despite Yinjian.
"Gurgugu! (He will be killed by that strange demon sooner or later!)"
It was so complicated, so why did I stop Demon Killer Kane in mid-air?
Constant stopped in the Gothic architectural style pavilion in the center of the flower garden. He carried the white-faced owl with round eyes watching the show under his shoulders and placed it under the stone table. The old man turned around quickly and looked simply behind him.
The 'eldest grandson' with a fierce face.
"Grandpa, you go everywhere, and the church is like your home."
I just know that the heresy mentioned by the old people is the same as the cults or pagans of later generations, but it still has no other meaning.