[Comprehensive Manga] Ann

child.

"Huh? What are you talking about..."

Remember when I waved my hand in denial immediately at a loss.

"Your eyes can't fool me."

And at that time, I was just...

It's just that I finally realized that I like the feelings I have been unable to express towards Wu...

I've always liked nothing...

But so what?

Maybe probably, nothing has forgotten me.

What am I worth compared to Brother Tsunade?

It's just a boy with a useless ranking, I can't give him what he wants...

However, this is enough.

As long as, as long as you see your favorite brother Gang and Wu happily together, it is enough.

I tell myself this all the time...

Even if you like it, you just need to know it yourself, because if you like this kind of simple like, it must not be comparable, not as good as Wusuo Tsuna-san's liking.

It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable, like a corner is missing in my heart, and I'm a little jealous and unwilling...

but……

Brother Tsunade, but the whole world of nothing.

So what's the point of my liking?

yes……

What is my liking for this?

"Ann... I like you..."

So, until now, I didn't say it.

It is only now that I have the courage to speak out what has been buried in my heart for a long time.

"I'm so sorry..."

That's why it's like this, I really regret it.

Now he can only stand helplessly in front of the cold tombstone, and there will never be the figure of that boy again.

"At least, I want you to know...Fengta, I really like that person named An..."

If, if I had said it earlier, then, would I not regret it as much as I do now, and regret it so badly that I would die.

Tears involuntarily fell from the sockets, and the depressed mood became more and more obvious.

The unspoken words have become regrets that can never be made up.

"install……"

His voice was choked, his chest was trembling, and tears kept flowing.

How did it become like this...

Why, obviously everything is over and everyone is back, but why!

tell me!install!

"Obviously, everyone is back... Brother Gang is back too..."

"An, it's you, my favorite, favorite leader..."

"He's not dead, he's back. Ann must be very happy. He's An's favorite brother Gang..."

Obviously he was crying, but he just wanted to smile, wanted to tell him with a smile that the purple-haired boy, the one he loved the most, had returned.

So, everything is over, and everyone can finally continue to live happily.

"install……"

Kneeling on the ground, leaning on the cold tombstone with his forehead, the coolness penetrated into his heart all the time, curled up, and all he heard was his sobbing.

The emotion that has been cowardly and disguised finally burst out...

"I like you, I fell in love with you a long time ago..."

There was a tremor in his voice, and he leaned against the tombstone and said, obviously, he couldn't hear at all.

But he wants to continue talking, at least he deceives himself, pretending, pretending that An is still here, listening to himself.

"Do you remember the first time I took you to the garden?"

His vision was already blurred, and he couldn't read the words on the tombstone clearly, but the image of that boy became clearer and clearer in his mind.

"You were wearing white clothes, walking slowly in the garden, and I just held your hand like that..."

That little boy, with purple messy short hair, expressionless, just followed him obediently, nothing could be revealed in his purple eyes, just like a delicate doll.

"That was the first time I saw you smile... I was so stupid as to think you were an angel..."

When the young man looked at Bai Meigui and smiled, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, his empty eyes finally raised a wave, and the little light in his purple eyes was enough to brighten the whole world.

Like an angel who strayed into the mortal world, I used to think that you were a gift from God to me...

It's just that I lost this gift...

He couldn't make a sound at all, just choked up, curled up and hugged the cold tombstone.

He seemed to think that in this way, he could feel the cold temperature on the boy's body.

In the whole world, it seemed that the only sound he could hear was his own crying. It was so embarrassing to death.

The only thing that can be touched by the fingers is the cold stone, no matter how much heart-piercing weeping, there is no way to stop the boy from leaving.

No matter how regretful and unwilling he is, he can only curl up in this small corner, selfishly thinking that he has some memories that other people don't have.

yes……

At least, only he knows that Wu's name is Ann;

At least, only he knows what An once looked like;

At least, he was the only one who saw Ann smiling for the first time...

"Ah……"

He was obviously crying, but suddenly laughed.

Tears kept pouring out of his eyes uncontrollably, but he still laughed. He didn't know whether he was happy about this little memory worth mentioning, or he was laughing at his ridiculous weakness.

"An, if there is reincarnation..."

"Can you come to me again, next time, I won't let you go..."

Tears were still coming out of my eyes, I just felt that my trembling words were ridiculous and ironic.And such words are nothing but dust submerged in the air that no one cares about, it's too extravagant to beg.

"Ann, I will definitely make you happy..."

☆, 19 Angelo

"Sebastian, is it necessary to listen to such meaningless things?"

With dark blue shattered hair and a unique black eye patch, the gorgeously dressed young man sat in the back row of the church somewhat nondescriptly, looking at the elegant man sitting beside him with some displeasure in his sapphire blue eyes.

"Master, as the president of Fadome Company, it is also necessary to study theology, and for other people who are in a cooperative relationship with you, many of them are loyal servants of God."

The man named Sebastian was wearing a black tuxedo with an elegant smile on his face. Those bright blood pupils looked extraordinarily alluring under his pale skin. How happy young master.

"As a devil, you come to church mass, oh, how ironic."

Charles looked ironically at the demon deacon beside him. As a demon, he came to the church so openly. The church has always been aimed at driving out evil.

In particular, when will this damn mass end? Sebastian dragged him here at six o'clock. Since he came in, he has been listening to the priest preaching various scriptures, and he has no idea what the meaning is. where.

"Brothers and sisters, please confess your sins now and hold the Holy Sacrifice devoutly."

And on the altar is a young priest with short purple hair and a delicate face, wearing a white robe with a golden border, with church patterns outlined on the cuffs and hem, and a silver robe on his chest. The cross necklace is simple yet delicate and gorgeous.

"To Almighty God and to all my brothers and sisters, I confess my faults in thought, word, and deed. My sins, my sins, my grievous sins. For this, I implore the ever-virgin Mary, the angels, the saints, and you Brothers and sisters, pray for me to the Lord our God."

The believers sitting under the stage sat devoutly on the chairs, clasped their hands naturally, pressed their foreheads, closed their eyes, and spoke solemnly and seriously.

"Master, is there anything you want to confess?"

Sebastian looked at Charles, who was expressionless, with the usual elegant smile on his mouth.

"Repentance? I have nothing worth confessing to. What I have done is for myself. I want to let those who betrayed the Phantom Hein family and are full of sins experience the same humiliation and pain as me. And What I am doing now is what I expect, and I will never regret it, nor will I repent."

Charles looked coldly at the people who were confessing in front, especially the young priest on the altar.

And that young man, standing on the altar, had an extremely pious expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, that kind of smile seemed to slowly penetrate into people's hearts like sunlight, bringing a clear light.

Everything was so peaceful, and that young man stood there quietly, as if his body was filled with a faint light, just like his name, Angelo, the messenger of God.

"Master, you should also learn from the priest's smile."

Sebastian looked at Charles, and also noticed the young priest, especially the pure smile on his face.

"That doesn't need..." Besides, I had already forgotten how to laugh happily.

Charles looked at the priest on the altar, feeling vaguely disgusted. Too pure things would be annoying, just like that boy who was completely different from himself.

what a nasty place...

"Master, are you leaving now? There will be a Eucharistic ceremony next."

Sebastian looked at Charles who stood up and was about to leave, and asked gently, but there was a deeper smile in his eyes.

"Such a boring thing."

Charles didn't care about the church's sacraments at all. To him who had already signed a contract with the devil and only had hatred in his heart, the church really was a completely meaningless place.

After wandering aimlessly in the streets for more than an hour, Charles also decided to go back.

Sitting in the carriage, watching the scenery outside through the window, I feel a little calm and incredible.

But this kind of calm didn't last long. Suddenly the carriage stopped suddenly. Due to the inertia and the instability of the carriage, Charles almost fell down, and there were some panicked exclamations in his ears.

"Sebastian, what's wrong?"

Charles frowned, walked down the steps of the carriage, and looked at Sebastian with some dissatisfaction.

After all, as a demon, it would be remiss of him to have such an accident while driving a carriage.

"Sorry, master, but I seem to have met an interesting person."

Sebastian didn't look sorry at all, but his scarlet eyes looked with interest at the purple-haired boy who fell to the ground because he wanted to save a kitten.

"Father Angelo..."

Charles looked at the boy who seemed to be getting up in pain from the ground, and there was a wild cat in the boy's arms, and the cat was actually licking the scraped wound on the boy's hand.

Shouldn't he be in church?But counting the time, the mass has already ended, and it is not surprising for the priest to appear on the street.

But what a fool...

Judging from the situation, Angelo rushed over because he was afraid that the carriage would hit the wild cat.

But can a cat not escape the carriage?

It's not so much sympathy as it is ridiculously stupid Catholics.

"Father Angelo, are you okay?"

"Father Angelo, you are injured!"

"The priest is really kind, in order to save the poor kitten..."

"Take the priest to bandage the wound!"

……

A crowd began to rouse around, all looking at Father Angelo with concern and admiration.

As the priest of the Mokri Church, Angelo has great prestige not only in this town, but in the entire region.

To some extent, the fact that Angelo's grandmother was a member of the British royal family also established Angelo's status. After all, such a young priest is also rare in the UK.

And Angelo's own attainments in theology, his temperament and beliefs have also created the prestige of Father Angelo in people's hearts.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone. I'm fine. Please don't delay everyone's affairs because of me."

But Father Angelo stood up under the support of the people, with a bright smile on his face, and shook his head slightly. The young man's calm voice like flowing water seemed to be able to drive away all the troubles in the bottom of the heart.

"It's great that you're fine."

An Qiluo looked at the kitten in his arms, smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to caress the kitten's head. The kitten seemed very docile, and seemed to get close to An Qiluo all of a sudden.

"Sebastian, let's go."

And Xia Er, looking at An Qiluo's movements, didn't want to look at him at all. This young man who has never been stained by darkness at all looks like himself, how ridiculous.

"Yes, sir."

Sebastian bowed respectfully.

"Sorry, please wait!"

And An Qiluo suddenly called to Charles, and took a few steps forward as if he wanted to say something.

"Father Angelo, what can I do for you?"

Charles stopped, and frowned, thinking of Angelo's identity, although his attitude was blunt, there was no disrespect.

"My behavior just now seems to have frightened you, I am very sorry."

The teenager hugged the cat, bowed respectfully with an apologetic expression on his face.

"It's ok."

Charles looked at Angelo indifferently, he didn't want to have too much contact with this kind-hearted young man.

"That's really great. I saw two people came to the mass today. You are the president of Fadome Company. The children in the church like the president's toys and candies very much. I always wanted to thank you. "

Angelo's flustered and worried expression gradually receded, and he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, with gratitude in his purple pupils.

"I'm sorry, Father Angelo, can you please stay away? Master, I don't like cats."

Sebastian looked at Charles' expression and knew that Charles didn't want to communicate with this priest who seemed familiar.With an elegant smile, he walked to Charles' side, and looked at Angelo tenderly.

"Huh? Is that so? I'm so sorry."

An Qiluo hugged the cat, and took a few steps back in a panic, as if there was a little apology in his eyes.

"Then, if the priest has nothing else to do, the young master is leaving."

Sebastian blocked all the priest's next words with one sentence, smiling but with a feeling of oppression, standing by the carriage door, watching Charles enter the carriage respectfully.

"...Father Angelo, is there anything else?"

Seeing that his young master had just entered the carriage, the priest suddenly came over and grabbed his tuxedo with his right hand.

oh, really...

I have to change my clothes when I go back. The young master definitely doesn't like his clothes being touched by hands that have touched cats.

And Charles turned his head, frowned, looked at the deacon who held him back, and Father Angelo who was looking at Sebastian intently.

What's going on here?

Is it another teenager who was deceived by Sebastian's appearance and fell in love with that wicked deacon?

"Father Angelo?"

Sebastian smiled gracefully, looking at the purple-haired boy who was pulling him with scarlet pupils, a little puzzled.

And Father Angelo looked at Sebastian steadfastly, the elegant man's face was reflected in his purple pupils.

The young man's expression seemed a little uncertain, but his hands were still holding onto the corner of the deacon's clothes, but he seemed to be trembling slightly.

"You are... a demon."

☆, 20 contracts

Shire, who returned home, was still a little puzzled.

Especially for that priest, An Qiluo, he originally thought that An Qiluo would be frightened, frightened, or yelled that the devil was coming or something.

At that time, he was desperately thinking about various ways to deal with it, but An Qiluo's reaction surprised him.

The boy just stared at Sebastian for a while.

Then he just let go of his hand, with a pious and warm smile on his face, and said softly——

"May God bless you, amen."

Therefore, Charles always felt a strong sense of disobedience.

Although he didn't have much research into theology, he naturally knew that the church exorcised evil, and priests naturally had the duty to exorcise evil.

And when facing Sebastian who is a demon, did Angelo really just let God bless him?

"Master, what are you worrying about?"

Looking at Charles, who was frowning deeply, Sebastian smiled and asked softly, as the deacon of Phantom Hein's family, how could he not relieve the young master's worries.

"What do you think of Father Angelo?"

Charles frowned, his royal blue eyes looked at the deacon who respectfully served the meal beside him.

"Father Angelo, he is a very interesting man."

"interesting?"

It was the second time that Charles had heard of being funny from the deacon, but he didn't know what Sebastian meant by being funny.

"Yeah, I can't see Father Angelo's soul."

Sebastian's blood pupils narrowed slightly, as if he remembered something interesting. This was the first time he couldn't see the human soul.

"Can't see?"

Charles looked at Sebastian strangely, but maybe it was because Angelo was a priest, so there might really be a so-called God's favor that can make demons invisible to souls.

"What's more interesting is that Father Angelo's body smells like a demon. It's really contradictory that he has a holy light on his body, but he also exudes the stench of rotting corpses."

"You mean, Angelo also has a demon deacon?"

Charles couldn't understand it. Whether it was his impression of Angelo or his status as a priest of the church, he didn't seem like someone who would make a contract with the devil.Unless Angelo hid it too well and fooled everyone.

However, this possibility seems to be very small...

"I don't know, but if the young master really wants to know, I can investigate."

"……no need."

Charles picked up the knife and fork and began to eat gracefully. He was really hungry after being outside all morning.

He has no interest in investigating this kind of person who obviously has no intersection with him.What's more, as a person whose soul has been running in the dark, it always feels a bit ironic to come into contact with the church.

Although Ciel thinks so, things like this always happen backfired.

First, he received an order from the Queen, pointing out that a monastery on the outskirts of Preston, which is no longer in use, had recently become a meeting place for a cult, and attempted to take adverse actions against the government.

And Shire, as the queen's right-hand man, must also investigate this cult. If it is within the scope of his ability, it is also necessary to uproot the weeds.

So, whether Charles wanted it or not, he still had to go to the monastery to check it out.

After getting the information from the funeral home, they followed the funeral home's plan. Charles and his deacon, plus a death god, Greer, hid in the coffin and planned to sneak into the monastery with the funeral home.

"I've brought you the coffin you ordered."

The funeral room got out of the little donkey cart and said while looking at the monk who opened the door.

"A coffin? I never had that order."

The friar looked at the funeral room strangely, after all, he was really a strange man.

"No, here... where did it go?"

"Huh?" The monk looked at the strange behavior of the funeral home and became even more puzzled.

And at this time, Charles, Sebastian and Greer jumped out of the coffin when the believers were not paying attention, and hid in the bushes on the side, as if they were waiting for the opportunity to enter.

"Yes, Earl of Charles?"

"...Father Angelo."

Suddenly a hand patted himself on the shoulder, and when he looked back, he saw a purple-haired boy in a priest's attire holding a Bible in his hand. He was obviously the famous priest of the Mokri Church that he had seen a few days ago.

"Is it really the earl? I didn't expect you to be here."

Angelo showed a surprised expression with a gentle smile on his face, but he didn't seem to care about why Charles hid in the bushes.

"Father Angelo, are you going to the monastery?"

Charles was not very happy to see Angelo, after all, he didn't want other unknown factors to join his plan.

"Yes, I heard from Serena that there is an abandoned monastery here, so I have to come and see it anyway. As a priest, I can't let the monastery just fall into disrepair. God's gospel should be spread to more people. Lord, with your grace, guide our work to proceed smoothly, may our prayers and actions begin with love for the Lord and end with glory for the Lord, amen.”

An Qiluo had a pious expression on his face, and made a prayer posture.

"..."

Charles was a little more certain that he would not be able to communicate well with this priest, and he would not be able to understand the thoughts of a person whose mind is only filled with God.

"Oh, Father Angelo is here!"

After seeing Angelo, the former monk looked excited, and ran to Angelo excitedly, with a look of admiration.

"I am sorry for disturbing you."

And An Qiluo still had a gentle and friendly expression on his face, and his whole body seemed to be filled with the pale golden brilliance of the sun.

"No... Father Angelo can come here, yes, it is our honor, please come in quickly."

On the contrary, the male cultivator looked a little flustered, looking up at Angelo with embarrassment, while bowing respectfully.

"Well, they are my friends."

Angelo looked at Charles beside him, and the people who came with him.

"Of course, Father Angelo's friends can come in together."

But the friar immediately understood what Angelo meant, and nodded his head courteously.

"Aiya, I don't even have a plan for Xiaosheng to appear~ Since there is nothing about Xiaosheng, then Xiaosheng will go back first~"

The funeral room on the other side looked at the monks who had allowed Charles and the others to enter, with a somewhat frustrated voice, but still gave Angelo a weird smile, and then left staggeringly.

then--

"Hey, didn't you say that sneaking in is difficult?"

Charles said to Sebastian in a low voice, while looking at Father Angelo who was walking in front and had a good chat with the monks. Could it be that Angelo sneaked into the monastery with his identity?

"Well, it should be like that."

Sebastian replied, and shifted his gaze to Father Angelo, as if he saw it—the mark of the devil.

Next, it is not so much that Father Angelo was talking with the monks and forgot about Charles and the others, but that Charles did not want to act with Angelo, and walked into the church with Sebastian and Greer.

In order to obtain information, Sebastian still used the beauty trick, so, now——

"Ah~ Take it easy~ Uh~

"Ah~ It's too hard~ Uh~ It's great~"

"Ah~~ Stop it~ It's going to be dirty! It's going to be dirty~~"

"Ah~~Ah~~ I saw it~ the gate to heaven~~"

"That trick will work too, that guy."

Charles stood in the distance, looking indifferently at the room with a small light on, it was not difficult to see that he was not in a good mood.

"Hey!!! I really want to put that woman on the list of those who are scheduled to die!!!"

And Greer yelled unbearably, biting the handkerchief in pain with tears in his eyes, while quickly taking out the notebook and seemed to write down the woman's name.

"Hey……"

Charles looked at Greer who seemed to have really written down the woman's name. Is it really okay to let such an irresponsible guy be the god of death?

"Count... are you here to do this kind of thing?"

And An Qiluo, who was walking from one side of the corridor, naturally also heard the charming female voice coming from the house, the boy's purple pupils were shocked, his hands were tightly clutching the Bible, his face was slightly red, he didn't know he was shy Still annoyed.

"Father Angelo, I hope you will stop meddling in my affairs."

Charles said bluntly that he didn't like to explain what he was going to do to other unrelated people.

"Count! This is a monastery! It is a place where God spreads the Gospel! You lure nuns to break the Ten Commandments. This is an act of blasphemy against God!"

An Qiluo's voice was a little high, and there was anger in his rarely gentle eyes.

"Since the priest said so, you can go in and stop them yourself. No matter how you punish me, I won't say a word for my deacon."

Charles looked at An Qiluo coldly, not caring about An Qiluo's anger at all.

"This is... sinful."

Angelo looked at Shire, then at the house in the distance, but didn't move. Finally, he seemed to calm down, with puzzlement and helplessness in his purple pupils.

"Oh, if you are guilty, then you should bear it all. Anyway, my soul has already been blackened by dirty sins."

Charles looked at Angelo's expression, but smiled mockingly. He didn't know whether he was mocking Angelo's simple ignorance, or his own depravity.

"Count, since God has met us through the Bible, and has expressed His fatherly love for us through the Holy Word, and He is waiting for our response, we must naturally surrender our reason and will to God. Only when we enter God Only the revealed truth can cast off the bondage of sin and live—”

Angelo seemed to be still determined to influence Shire, and there was a look of pity in his purple eyes.

"Aiya~ Where did the little devil come from, he opened his mouth and shut his mouth like God, it's really annoying~~"

Greer was not in a particularly good mood at first, but when he saw the young priest kept saying something he didn't understand, he became even more irritable and interrupted An Qiluo angrily.

"Greyer, let's go..."

This was one of the rare times when Charles felt a little better when he saw Greer, but the priest still looked at him with that kind of pity.Oh, I never needed such a thing as pity.

Hearing the sound of the house getting quieter, Charles turned and walked over.

"Count...you can return to the Lord, and the Lord will forgive your sins."

Angelo followed a few steps behind, a little eager to let Charles leave.

"Oh~~ I'm in a bad mood right now~ If the little priest says a few more words, I will accidentally cut your throat short, but the blood of the priest must be very bright red~~"

Greer spoke in a strange tone as usual, but a pair of small scissors touched Angelo's neck, even with a look of anticipation.

It must be beautiful to see the holy red blood splashing from the white neck, but wait, what is this?

Seeing the strange black color on the back of Angelo's neck, Greer paused, then roughly pulled off Angelo's collar, looking at the strange black pattern on the back of Angelo's neck in surprise, this is— —

"You actually made a contract with the devil!"

☆、21 Serena

"contract?"

After hearing Greer's exaggerated reaction and cry, Charles looked at Angelo's nape with an inquiring look, and it turned out to be the pattern of the devil's contract.

So, Father Angelo really summoned demons?

The scene where he summoned Sebastian that night could not help appearing in his mind. Charles frowned and looked at Angelo thoughtfully. Is he also a person in the dark?

"Yes, this is, the devil's contract."

An Qiluo took a step back in a panic, pulled up his clothes, and seemed to want to say something, but didn't know how to say it.

"The priest of the church, when did you become reduced to summoning demons?"

Greer looked at Angelo in astonishment, had the most commonly considered holy places been contaminated by demons?

"Actually, it's not me...it's my mother..."

"Dean Anastasia?"

Charles said this name. At that time, the headmistress Anastasia was once a prestigious woman, not only for her status as the daughter of the royal family, but also for her contribution and achievements in the monastery.

But at that time, the most controversial topic was the existence of Angelo. Although Anastasia insisted that Angelo was a child brought by God, more people were questioning who the real biological father was.

"Yes, it's the mother who made a contract with the devil..."

"what!?"

Greer opened his mouth wide, looking at the priests in front of him incomprehensibly, all of them are sick?They are already senior members of the clergy, so why are they messing around with demons?

besides!Didn't my wife sign the contract?Why is the contract on the son!

"Mother, she is worried about me, so she signed a contract with the devil, and let the devil protect me at the price of her own soul..."

Angelo said, holding the cross on his chest tightly, his watery eyes seemed to be filled with a bit of sadness.

"Wait, wait! You said, that devil, signed a contract with your old lady, but he must protect you until you die, so that he can eat the soul of that dead man?"

Greer was a little confused, when did the devil change his taste!Isn't this too small and refreshing, to make a contract with the Virgin Mary of a church, and to protect a little ghost forever?What's more, the soul of the Virgin must be unpalatable to death.

"In theory, yes."

Angelo nodded.

"What do you mean theoretically?"

After listening to An Qiluo's words, Charles thought that the way of nature could not be so simple, so he asked directly.

"My mother used a formation that can summon demons."

"Huh?" Is there such a formation?Isn't that just looking for trouble to summon demons?

"Then, my mother set up another formation to restrain demons."

"..." Restraining demons?

"She said that in this way, the devil can't escape. Even if the devil doesn't want to make a contract, it must be made."

"O__O"..." I feel sorry for that hapless demon.

"Formation! Formation! What is formation!?"

Greer immediately grasped the point with bright eyes, and flew towards Angelo.If there is really a formation to restrain the devil, then he can successfully imprison Sebastian, and then [beep——] and then [beep—] and then [beep——]

"Mother, she didn't tell me..."

Father Angelo shook his head, obviously also a little puzzled.

"Where's your demon?"

Charles looked at Angelo coldly, not understanding why his demon didn't follow him to protect his safety.

"Theodore... I don't know where he is. He said it's boring to be around me."

Angelo looked a little disappointed.

Looking at Angelo's expression, Charles could actually understand the whole thing.

Anastasia died of illness, and naturally her only son was her only son.So it is possible to do something like restraining the devil in exchange for the safety of his son's life, but I don't know why the woman in the church would do such a thing as believing in the devil?However, since An Qiluo was born in the controversy without mentioning his father's name, it is not particularly difficult to understand such a thing as making a contract with the devil.

However, for a demon who pursues a pure and dark soul, staying by Father Angelo's side must be a kind of torture.

"Master, what happy things are you talking about?"

Sebastian walked over softly from behind, with a still elegant smile, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Sebastian, I hope you can get some useful information."

Charles glanced at Sebastian, who seemed a little dissatisfied, and his usually cold voice became more dull.

"Master, I did get a lot of useful information."

Sebastian heard the dissatisfaction in Charles' voice, and there was a little smile in his scarlet eyes.

"Humph."

Charles snorted coldly, he didn't know whether he was ashamed of Sebastian's beauty trick or just simply upset.

"Father Angelo, what's the matter?"

Sensing Father Angelo's scorching gaze, Sebastian smiled gently and looked at the purple-haired boy standing aside.

"Demons, are they particularly greedy for carnal desires?"

"..."

Simultaneously one person, one death