Chapter 190
It's a new night again, with the blood moon heading over and Wan Lai silent. The animals hid early in their nests and greeted the moonlight in the sky with a soft snoring sound, while the gray wolves of stomach rumbling with hunger in the forest stared with bell-like eyes, looking for their supper. Or a dead creature awakened from under the ground, bathed in moonlight in the wilderness, immersed in the joy of rebirth.
At this time, the entrance to the city of Alexandria should have been opened, and the soldiers who watched the night should also patrol the streets lazily. However, the arrival of Michael Archangel made Alexandria tonight The city of Germany is destined to sleepless.
The streets and alleys, the road twice, each house is brightly lit, and the devout believers are walking on the road, greeting each other, their faces can't stop being filled with infinite pride and satisfaction. The large and small shops on the street choose to open all night, especially the sculpture shops that are normally not visited by many people. They are almost overcrowded tonight. People went crazy and stuffed the money into the arms of the statue shop Boss, and then took away the money. Angel statue hanging with spider web.
In addition to the regular guest mercenaries in the tavern, ordinary persons in groups of three or four also squeeze into the tavern, sipping ale, and talking loudly about the bright future of the Parada Empire . Those mercenaries who came back late due to hunting gently pushed open the door of the tavern, uncharacteristically, they did not compete with the ordinary person, choosing to sit in a corner and sitting on the floor, and frequently used honorifics that they had never used before. , A good temper is not like a mercenary licking blood, but like a group of farmers with machetes on their backs.
All these changes in the city are all due to the arrival of the Supreme powerhouse-Michael Archangel!
Just this morning, after all citizens were illuminated by the brilliance of Michael Archangel, the City Lord Alexandre III soon issued a letter to inform the whole city, in order to welcome His Royal Highness Rex and Archangel With the return of Michael, the curfew will be lifted tonight in the city of Alexandria, and the city will be able to sing and dance to perform for everyone in the city hall.
Tongwen is like flying snow all over the city! In a short time, they went down to the village peasant women and up to the noble Young Lady. In order to see the appearance of the legendary angels, they all enthusiastically signed up. The deputy hall of the city hall was surrounded by these crazy females. As for the soldiers under Alexandre III, they couldn't resist these normally seemingly weak women. It wasn't until Arthur's crusaders and monks participated in maintaining law and order that the situation was finally controlled.
Aside from this ridiculous episode, this reception dedicated to Michael Archangel was generally a happy event for the guests. Plenty of food, sweet wine, and the First Stage song and dance event that you can enjoy after decades of separation-although the preparation time is limited and the level of performers is not uniform, for Michael Archangel, these performances are rich behind His cultural background, interesting souls, and diverse thoughts are the fundamental reasons why angels were nostalgic for the human world in those days!
unconsciously, the night is dark.
In the city hall, on the stands, everyone all the stars cup themselves around the moon like Michael, nervously gorge oneself; under the stands, the two bards look nervous, but their The performance is also smooth:
The first bard: "Light God is here, my Old Partner, don't you think the empire is becoming more and more secure now, and everyone is living a peaceful and safe life?" "
The second bard: "The Light God is on, that is of course, under the brilliance of the Pope and the Angel, there is no reason for insecurity!"
Bard Poet A: "Yes, the days of our people are stable, and the days of some ghosts will be bad luck!"
The second bard: "Don't go around the gate, this time you want to blame again. Which bad luck ghost?"
The first bard: "Hey, this time I want to talk about the three bad luck vampires!"
Bard B: "What are you talking about, these three vampires are bad luck?"
Bard A: "Speaking of which, the empire is getting better and better now, and those vampires can't find them at all. The target of the start is all hungry faces, yellow and thin, but they often pass by an old vampire's room, which is very strange. This old vampire does not usually go out, but he is a white and fat man. He often picks his teeth with toothpicks. !"
"Then the two youngsters found an opportunity to ask the older generation for advice;'Old Master, you see that we run around every day, but we are always short of three meals, but you both How did you make it fat without going out?” said the old vampire; “huh, am I still so stupid to you? I only need to go to the bathroom of a human woman in the middle of the night. Just pick up some black tea bags and make a bubble!"
The human-sized Michael took a sip of the wine at hand, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After seeing his smile, everyone began to laugh at the same time, happy laughter and cheerful voices in the venue for a while.
Of course, Michael can feel the sincere fear and conscientious attitude of the human beings in the audience, but he does not intend to pick anything, as long as he is not slandering the beliefs of Light God, he is also willing to enjoy the three commons of mankind. Fun in jokes.
Furthermore, that vampire, who is highly valued by the Spirit King, is not present, which makes him feel a lot more inexplicable.
Shook the Qiong Yao Yulu in the cup, and Michael couldn't help showing a slight drowsy feeling on his face.
Ordinary drinks are naturally impossible to make Archangel drunk, but the holy wine brought by Saintess Joan of Arc was given to mankind by angels when the heavens were still connected to the human world decades ago Wine. This is a gift from the heavens, and it is also the wine that angels usually drink by themselves.
Although the wine given to mankind is definitely not the best wine in the heavens, for Michael Archangel, who has not been drenched in wine for many years, nothing touches his inner nerves more than this familiar taste.
"Gabriel, Raphael, Lucifer, you bastards didn't come to save me, see if I won't go back to the heavens to pull out your hair!" Michael murmured. Then he seemed to think of something, laughed himself and laughed louder and louder. Finally, he looked at the stars in the sky, then lifted his left hand and drank the wine in the cup!
"Master Michael, I will add wine to you!"
The waiter standing next to Michael came forward very cleverly to add wine to Michael, he His true identity is Lambert, the eldest son of Alexandre III. Although clever and clever, he is normally a pampered young master with some ethics.
In normally, Lambert always claims to be the last descendant of Founding General Alexandre, proud and arrogant, he looks down on other people, especially the attendants at home, but he never thought that he would One day, he will feel the glory of Supreme because he wears the costume of an attendant!
As the pampered young master was preparing to add wine to Michael, a pair of white and flawless slender jade hands dragged the jug in his hand from the bottom up.
"Light God is here, Master Michael, you have drunk too much, please don't drink anymore!"
It is Michael who is sitting on the hip flask. Saintess Joan of Arc beside him. She chose to ignore Lambert's crazy hints and continued to insist that Michael stop drinking.
"En?"