I pieced everything together and gave it back to you.
Margaret...
At the moment of completing this ritual, something seems to be let go, and everything is no longer important.
The three of us sat on the corridor of the dormitory, basking in the sun. No one said anything at first.
Margaret held my hand and she was finally a complete person again.
"Brother Roger, what were you thinking when you received this package?"
Roger was obviously dumbfounded by the question——
——He scratched his head vigorously, and the silly smile on his face gradually became lost. It seemed that there was an invisible and intangible evil spirit surging in his heart, as if it was about to be controlled by the curse of Hercules.
After a while, he regained his energy, and the vitality in the young man's body once again took over.
"The last time I received an invitation to Ms. Margaret's wedding, to be honest..."
Roger Forgan is a very honest boy——
"——I envy the love between you two, Mr. Sam, and Sister Margaret."
"Later, after receiving the police report, I went to the scene of the train accident to search and rescue, and then I found out that Mr. Sam..."
At this point, Roger Forgan felt a little embarrassed.
"I thought to myself, if Sister Margaret has no one to take care of her, maybe gradually, gradually, I can get closer to her heart, and slowly - I can become the pillar of her life. I want to take care of her for you.
, she can’t stay a widow.”
I just feel dazed, if Sam Walker, if I really die like this. Maybe Roger is a reliable and good husband, he should be able to...
"There are no ifs in this matter." Margaret held Roger's hand tightly and warned, "I don't intend to give up on him, kid—even if I die."
In the early autumn of 1975, when summer was coming to an end.
Margaret broke my heart again, she tore my soul into ten thousand pieces, and almost melted me into a gentle ocean.
Although the experiences of the past few days have made me feel horrified and bizarre, it seems that all the familiar people or things in my life have been changed beyond recognition because of this bloody ritual.
"Roger! Be our witness!" I couldn't wait to say: "Roger! Can you help me?"
The boy immediately became energetic, his blue eyes shined from his messy blond hair, and some scattered shallow scars could be seen, perhaps from the medals of merit left when he walked through the fire scene. He said: "No problem! Mr. Sam!
"
"Shall we go to church?! Margaret?" I said about St. Stephen's Cathedral.
There seemed to be a flash of fear in Margaret's eyes. Originally, everything had to start here, the starting point of marriage, and the story had to start from this place.
Kevin Richard can bring us back to life, so he should be able to kill us too.
I just think that our friends can’t die so mysteriously——
——Twelve of these sixteen people have died violently, as well as two dogs. Most of them are invitees to the wedding.
"Um..."
Margaret was mentally prepared, and with this short response, I seemed to be able to feel her inner struggle.
We may be able to fly far away, remain anonymous, go to another country, and start a new life again under a false identity.
But what about little New Sidel? But what about Austria?
What should we do with everyone who stays in this city, every innocent and romantic soul who loves each other?
Driven by this curse, the irrational Miss Elan killed so many people. And I was forced to kill Tom and Naomi - I had no grudges against them in the past.
It seems to be able to amplify the possessiveness in people's hearts and use "love" to give birth to terrifying curses.
In any case, Margaret and I are no longer alive. We have died once. St. Stephen's Cathedral still owes us a wedding, and we must complete this ceremony.
Kevin Richard, even if this priest can take back this "miracle", he once again turned me into a corpse, and turned Margaret into a corpse. We must try - put this head wrapped in a human body
Send the skinned devil to hell.
We didn't tell the truth to Roger Forgan, we just borrowed sixteen euros from this boy and took a taxi.
I said we were going to the church to get married—
——Just like that, he left the fire brigade in a hurry.
In the car, I was still uneasy. When all the farewells were about to come, the thought of greed for life almost tore me apart and made me cry uncontrollably.
"Margaret..."
"Well, Sam..."
"How about you let me go to church alone?"
"It takes two people to do a wedding, Sam, should we find another wedding company?"
"I'm afraid not. We can't just take care of our own family, Margaret..."
"Let's go! Sam! Let's go!"
"We have no weapons, the gun was left with Elan..."
"At least she can protect herself? And the last two bullets? Did you leave them for her?"
"Yes, I am also afraid that something will happen to Miss Yilan. She is a good person."
After more than twenty minutes' journey, we returned to the vestibule of St. Stephen's Cathedral.
Today is Monday, there are not many believers, and Father Kevin has just finished his morning class. When he saw Margaret and me, he immediately smiled with a spring breeze on his face and ran quickly to the flower gallery in the atrium.
I chased him without thinking, not wanting the culprit to escape——
——Margaret needs to run slower, she seems to be unable to run.
She seemed to be getting weaker and weaker the closer she got to this church.
After rushing into the flower gallery, I walked a few steps towards the second prayer room and the warehouse where scriptures are stored. I suddenly turned around and saw the bloodless Margaret - she seemed to be getting farther and farther away from me.
Far.
"Sam Walker." Kevin stood at the end of the corridor——
——He wore a thick hooded coat, like the Virgin Mary's black cloak, covering half of his face.
He was holding a small pink coffin, and it seemed that all the secrets were contained in this coffin.
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I screamed loudly: "What did you do to her!"
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[Part2·Hovering on the edge]
"The ceremony has been completed." Father Kevin said plausibly: "Hercules' new partner, if you insist on being my enemy, then Margaret will leave you forever - she gave everything for you, Sam Walker,
You can't live up to her love, right?"
I couldn't bear the pain, and Margaret's arm seemed to begin to crystallize——
——Her skin is getting whiter and whiter, as if it is turning into stone, dust, and ashes bit by bit.
She didn't cry out in pain, she was just as hesitant as me and stopped moving forward, with the god of death right next to her.
I could see it clearly! A tall, slender figure with a pale face wearing a tattered black robe was leaning against the entrance of the garden corridor, preparing to come this way.
"I know it's not easy for you." Kevin Richard slowly closed the coffin——
——That seems to be Margaret's Horcrux, an important catalyst for maintaining her physical form.
She can still talk to me and continue to live in this posture, all because of this coffin.
"So don't waste your lives, okay?"
Kevin spoke plausibly——
"——Welcome to our family, Sam Walker, you have proven yourself with your strength, you have the qualifications."
"You are the person chosen by the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. You have extraordinary talents. Come with me?"
Margaret seemed to be freed from her suffocation, and suddenly shouted: "Sam!"
"Ah! No! You can't..." Kevin ducked to the door and pulled out a poor man covered in blood——
——That's Miss Yilan...
Look at her, she seems to be unconscious.
Her face was cut, her eyes were blind, her tongue was broken, and her legs were missing?!
Her stomach was still oozing blood, her fingers were chopped clean, tied to a chair, and just dragged out by Kevin Richard!
"No! Margaret! No way!" Father Kevin threatened: "You can't continue to mess around. I have worked hard for your love - including this silly girl who came to the church with a gun to seek revenge. She gave me
How much trouble it causes..."
Margaret was silent for a moment, and she did not dare to make a fuss again.
"Yes, keep quiet." Kevin nodded: "Yes, Sam, that's right, keep quiet. The church is a sacred place."
"If nothing else happens, I will take you to Portsmouth to visit Our Lady of Grace at Fort Chaderton, and then return to the underground world and our other new home - Sam, you have a lot to do."
I can't understand these mysterious words.
Kevin's old brows showed an expression of compassion for the world.
"It seems that you still don't know anything. As early as your childhood, Our Lady of Grace has turned you into a noble species - otherwise? Otherwise, why were you crushed into eight pieces by a train? How could you still survive intact?
Rely on what?"
"By the power of love?"
"There is a tyrannical and unreasonable vitality in your body. Although it is not as good as the holy blood, it saves you a lot of trouble. You are not afraid of the sun. You can drink some panacea, but you can't drink too much."
"You have already done the skin test, and it is a very good seed. You just need the last step of the blood donation ceremony. Sam Walker, and Margaret are integrated into one, right?"
"What the hell are you talking about?!" I couldn't understand these words at all.
Kevin smiled and nodded: "If you want to continue living, like me, get the power of life and death, and learn these exquisite witchcraft and magic - then you don't need to eat a lot of your lover, even just a bite of meat
.”
An indescribable rage overcame me.
It's hard for me to stay sane, hard to imagine...
"What do you mean by that expression? For your coming-of-age ceremony..." Kevin was a little impatient: "A lot of human flesh has been wasted, and these victims have been tested again and again, but this little bitch Yilan...
"
"Suddenly such a little wizard appears in my choir. It's really a headache..."
"Fuck you!" I rushed forward, but was pushed away by an invisible force!
I couldn't control my body and hung upside down again!
I was like a stupid fox who had stepped into a trap and was caught tightly by a looming hand.
I almost tried my best to bend my body to get out of the trap, and wanted to use the diamond ring to cut the unbreakable rope again - but I couldn't see where the rope was, it was the same as fate.
At this moment, Roger Forgan came to the atrium with a bunch of flowers in his arms——
——This little firefighter saw me hanging upside down in the air, and saw clearly the bloody and dying girl Yilan in Kevin's hand. He almost didn't hesitate and rushed over!
"Bang!--"
Gunshots rang out, and the gifts in Roger's arms scattered all over the floor.
Margaret screamed in horror, as if everything had changed.
"Shut up." Kevin said softly: "Margaret."
He waved his hand, as if another invisible hand strangled Margaret's neck.
Roger Boy walked a few steps before he half-knelt down, covering his heart. His face was filled with disbelief, and he just fell down without leaving any last words.
Father Kevin put away his gun, took out a ceremonial knife from his coat, and prepared to slit Elan's throat, and asked by the way.
"Sam Walker, are you willing to marry Lady Margaret, no matter..."
This cruel and despicable devil seems to really want to hold a wedding ceremony for us.
But before he finished speaking, Roger Forgen, who was lying on the ground, trembled for a moment——
——Kevin was very impatient, took out his gun and fired again, pointing at Roger's head and pulling the trigger continuously.
"Bang!--"
"Bang!--"
"Bang!--"
The shameless clergy still gave greetings.
"Mr. Roger! Are you dead? Are you completely dead? It's not the guests' turn to speak yet!"
The God of Death wandering in the corridor was about to move forward, and the solemn God just passed Roger's side——
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He came to Kevin, and the cold iron sickle was already placed on Kevin's neck.
The big boy who was paralyzed on the floor slowly got up. His face was covered with blood, and his head had several craters, but he was not dead. His eyes gradually turned red and became hideous because of the severe pain.
.
"Oh..." Kevin was about to draw the gun: "What...freak..."
The light of the knife flashed across the barrel of the gun, and I couldn't see clearly what happened.
The ceremonial sacrificial knife in Kevin's hand fell into Roger's hand. It seemed that in an instant, Father Kevin's arm split apart and turned into minced meat all over the floor along with the gun parts.
I was still struggling, trying to arch my back and untie the invisible hand, trying to free myself from the hanging state.
Suddenly my body felt light and I fell to the ground again. When I got up, the God of Death had just walked past me——
——The skull face hidden in the darkness lit up with two blue spiritual fires, and he waited for a while.
The severe pain made my whole body convulse, my heart seemed to be beating very fast, and the sickle was already on my neck.
Margaret came to me and beat my chest hard. With every breath and every ventricular tremor, the scythe got farther and farther away from my neck.
Until a stranger, a tall woman wearing a Spanish lace hat and a fishtail skirt——
——Carrying her doctor's bag, high heels crossed Margaret and me.
The God of Death reluctantly left.
I turned my body again, wanting to figure it all out, wanting to know the whole ins and outs.
I saw the puddle of minced meat in front of Roger Forgan. They seemed to have existed before. They were once the body of Kevin Richard, which was dismembered by a small ceremonial knife almost in an instant...
This uninvited lady left a business card and two tickets beside me——
"--get in the car, Sam Walker."
Immediately afterwards, she leaned closer to Roger, carefully leaned into the ear of the bewildered young man, and whispered——
"——V Has e To."
From the business card, I clearly saw Ms. Latiya’s name.
She kicked open the small coffin and handed this crucial prop to me.
Immediately afterwards, the blond beauty took off her sunglasses and blew a breath of fairy air at Roger Forgan.