It wasn't until around nine o'clock in the morning that Aleister slowly opened his eyes.
"...My brain is still a little dizzy."
She stared at the ceiling aimlessly for a while, then closed her eyes in peace and retreated into Isabel's quilt.
This is not Star Antimony, nor the dangerous and chaotic Leipzig. This is Avalon, the glass island, the palace of silver and tin...this is Isabel's bedroom.
It's absolutely safe here...home.
"Don't give up on my dream, keep sleeping..."
Aleister muttered, huddled with warm sleep.
Half asleep and half awake, she felt someone quietly lift a crack in the quilt, and the cat sneaked in, and then quietly hugged Aleister's slender waist.
Aleister didn't react at all, and even hugged the arm in return.
"Hey~"
Isabel's voice sounded like a whisper in Aleister's ears, accompanied by warm breath and a slight tickle in the hanging hair: "How did you know it was me who came in?"
"...If it wasn't you, I would have been beaten out by your guards."
Aleister turned around, put his arms around Isabel, huddled in Isabel's arms and murmured softly.
Of course, there is another reason - that is, she can smell Isabel.
Thanks to Moonchild's keen sense of smell, Aleister had already smelled Isabel's scent when she crept closer.
Isabel lovingly touched Aleister's head in her arms and said softly: "When you are tired, take a rest."
In Isabel's memory, Aiwass never really took a break. Even when nothing seemed to happen, he was always studying seriously or dealing with government affairs. I got to know Aiwass from Isabel
From the beginning, he never took a day off.
Even now, Aiwass has fallen into a true sleep, but he is still protecting the Eternal Theocracy in another way. And at the same time, he has changed another attitude and entered a busier and more dangerous work...
Anyway, Isabel has already asked - Aleister still has plenty of time. Several days are enough for her to run back and forth.
Now I can empty my mind, think about nothing, and take a good rest... It can be said to be an extremely rare opportunity.
For this reason, Isabel delegated all the affairs of the past two days to Mycroft Hermes, just so that she could spend more time with Aleister.
She patted Aleister's back gently and sang softly the lullaby she had sung in her dream when they first met.
At that time, Aiwass was still trying to resist the sleepiness caused by her lullaby... But now, Aleister no longer has the need to resist.
She had already fallen into a peaceful and deep sleep.
At this moment.
Star Antimony in the distance, Leipzig, the city of knowledge.
The Count of Leipzig was forced to wake up before the sun rose.
It's not that there's any work to be done...it's that there's a person who brings the work and he has to do it.
In the swimming pool of Leipzig Manor, Pomponazzi casually walked up with a girl in his arms. Water droplets fell on the ground as he moved forward, but he just shook his head casually and put his hair up like a dog.
water droplets shake off.
He picked up a glass of iced lemon brandy with sugar from the hand of the footman who was always waiting with a tray, and took a sip.
The first-generation Red Prime Minister chuckled lightly and said leisurely: "Have you not found Bayard yet?
"—You can't find anyone in your territory for hours. You let me down, Finn."
Pomponazzi rarely read the name of the Count of Leipzig, and slowly poured the remaining wine in his glass onto the Count of Leipzig's hair.
Leipzig attaches great importance to his hairstyle, and would usually glare at anyone who touches it casually. But at this moment, he did not dare to move, and allowed the sticky wine added with sugar to flow down his hair and neck, reaching him.
On top of that expensive dress.
He didn't bother to wipe off the wine, and even felt a little dazed for a moment.
Finn...he hadn't heard this name for a long time.
After the former Finn Heinrich was loved by the queen, people respectfully called him Prince Heinrich; and after he was ordered to build the city of knowledge Leipzig as his fiefdom, people called him even more respectfully.
He was the Count of Leipzig. Today, his friends usually just call him "Leipzig" or "Heinrich".
To this day, I'm afraid not many people still remember his name.
...What does it mean when his father suddenly calls his name? Is it to express dissatisfaction? Or is it intimacy? Or is it a kind of control...or a warning? Is it to show that he is still a child in front of him, or to say that he is right?
I'm already a little dissatisfied with the situation I'm in charge of in Leipzig...
The Earl of Leipzig thought quickly, but still couldn't tell Pomponazzi's intention. He could only say respectfully: "At least we already know that Ms. Bayard has been living with Prince Szijjarto during this time..."
"Which type does she like? Then give it to her."
Pomponazzi said casually: "I will go back and remove little Szijjarto from Valentine. She can take her away directly if she wants."
"Yes, we have also found out that she took a monster to the ziggurat..."
"……monster?"
Peng Bona raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised: "Is it the Shadow Demon?"
The Earl of Leipzig shook his head: "No, it's a monster of flesh and blood. It looks... a bit like a young dragon."
"Maybe it's her pet."
Peng Bonazi didn't take it seriously and commented with a smile: "It could be her lover or her child, or it could be her lover and her child. Who knows."
After hearing this information, he looked at the Earl of Leipzig again and nodded with slight satisfaction: "Not bad, I haven't been too disappointed yet."
"This is all you..."
The Earl of Leipzig was interrupted before he could finish his flattering words.
"—but it's not enough."
Pomponazzi handed the empty wine glass to the Earl of Leipzig and patted the back of his hand gently: "Don't make me wait too long... When can you find Bayard? Let me know for sure.
."
"If it goes well……"
"I don't want to listen to perfunctory words like 'what if'."
Peng Bonaqi's eyes were deep: "I want to see her before it gets dark tonight. Don't we have clues? Then go find her."
The Count of Leipzig responded: "Yes..."
"Oh, by the way. Remember to be polite and don't get me into trouble."
"……yes."
The Earl of Leipzig was silent for a while, then lowered his head and responded.
The young man with blond hair and red eyes emphasized, his eyes full of boredom. It was his boredom that his "children" always brought him various enemies - even though Peng Ponacci's character was extremely ups and downs, extravagant and depraved,
But he really doesn't have many enemies of his own.
After all, Peng Bonazi is a believer in the host of banquets and believes in "everyone who comes and goes is a guest".
His attitude towards guests is much better than towards his own children. Instead of threatening and forcing, he takes people to play and makes friends through endless joy. On the contrary, after getting familiar with him, his
His attitude gradually became bad, and he showed his irritability and impermanence.
On the contrary, his children - the Sons of the Moon who were transformed by him, behaved in a more arrogant and high-profile manner than he did. They were never afraid of causing trouble, anyway, in the worst case, they would come back and give Peng Bo Naqi a good beating. Peng Bo Naqi was here
After venting, I always wipe their butts.
The most famous among them is Emma the "Succubus".
But in the past twenty years... the Earl of Leipzig has clearly sensed that Peng Bonazi has become more and more irritable and violent. In the past, he would always laugh it off and even laugh out loud at the children's stupidity.
I laugh, but now I get angry more and more often...
His desires were not that strong before, as if he had to vent them all the time - at that time, he preferred to have parties, drink blood or wine with the friends he made. He listened to music and watched every day.
Performing, chatting about someone's gossip and dirty information day after day, criticizing the stupidity and failure of the king and other factions, the proportion of flesh and blood lust is less than one tenth.
The fact that he has left so few biological heirs over the years is evidence of this.
——It seems to be an anxious emotion.
It could also be the aging of the mind.
When the Count of Leipzig was chatting with his friends in the Ziggurat, he also learned that...longevity on the path of love does not mean eternal life. It is an "extremely powerful vitality", but the spirit does not belong to the species of immortality.
The life of a child of the moon is closer to that of a human being than the elves who live really long lives and therefore live an extremely slow pace. This is proof.
And this also means that the children of the moon have another kind of "life span". That is their spiritual life span - even the children of the moon are material lives with many paths. As long as they are material lives, they will die because of the overflow of paths.
Out of control, so the Moon Child will become more and more extreme as its lifespan increases. However, the Moon Child itself has no so-called "original heart", so there is no such thing as "losing the original heart".
——Obviously, Peng Ponacci's sanity is on the verge of reaching its limit.
If he cannot embark on the path of perfection and advance to the sixth level... when his path of love is completely deformed and begins to cover the path of transcendence, he may never be able to advance again.
However, maybe there is another way...
An extremely transcendent idea suddenly came to the Count of Leipzig's mind.
Even at the moment when the thought was generated, he felt that the transcendental path that he had not moved for many years began to activate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Father...I suddenly had an idea..."
He was a little hesitant and hesitant - because the idea was too transgressive.
And Peng Bonazi glanced at him.
Originally, he should have reacted to this kind of irritating, cowardly and inhumane behavior, and would have directly started to angrily reprimand or even beat the other person.
But looking at the purple halo clearly visible under the eyes of the Earl of Leipzig, Peng Bonazi took the towel handed by the girl next to him with great interest. He just casually put it on his shoulders, then folded his arms and patiently
Waiting for the Count of Leipzig to sort out the language.
Because the girl next to Pomponazzi was also an insider - her father was also a participant in the Ring of Coupling, and even almost became a sacrifice, so the Earl of Leipzig did not shy away from it:
"...Father, the [Ring of the Ending Tantra] ritual obtained from the stone tablet of "The Ending Tantra" actually does not restrict its use beyond the path."
"Ok, I know."
"Rose Cross summons the fifth-level transcendents from all over the world and gathers them... intending to use the Ring of Ouronomy ritual to steal the power of the Fallen Division. In order to achieve this goal, they need more transcendents to perform the ritual.
There is enough power to pull down..."
The Earl of Leipzig said slowly and hesitantly: "Then we Sons of the Moon...can we also use the [Endless Ring]?"
