The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1332

He hurriedly left the bedroom, not daring to disturb the Pope's interest.

"May I have your name?"

When the bishop left, the pope's face softened, and he waved to the little boy, like a kind father.

"If you return to the crown, my name is Akado..."

The boy knelt on the ground excitedly. He prostrated himself on the ground devoutly and saluted the Pope. He was a devout Christian.

"Akado... what a good name. Come, boy, come here, don't be afraid, take off your clothes, and come to me."

The Pope's eyes lit up, as if a pervert saw a peerless beauty, he said with a trembling tone.

Akado didn't know what to do, he stood up hesitantly, and instinctively felt that he shouldn't take off his clothes.

Seeing Akado's hesitation, the Pope snorted dissatisfiedly, grabbed his shoulders decisively, and violently tore his gorgeous clothes under the young man's cries of pain.

At this moment, he finally showed his bestial behavior, no longer pretending to be kind and kind.

"Really smooth skin..."

Touching Akado's white back like a girl with his hands, the Pope couldn't help swallowing.

His eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Come on, kid! For the great Lord, give your all!"

"what!!!!!"

Akado let out a miserable cry. He was pressed on the luxurious big bed by the Pope, and he felt a sharp pain in his buttocks.

The crying of the little boy and the loud laughter of the pope could be heard far away in this dark underground.

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Two years later, Accardo, who had been tortured for two full years, was expelled from the Holy See with his weak feet and pale face. The Pope, who was already tired of him and had a new plaything, finally let him go .

His eyes were blank, walking on the streets of Rome, looking up at the sun in the sky.

"Why... the Lord treats me like this? Why can't you save me?!"

Same-sex love is explicitly prohibited by the Holy See, and raising boys is even more despicable, but it is the supreme ruler of the Holy See who has personally committed these crimes.

His eyes gradually turned from numb to bright, and a trace of anger was hidden in his dark eyes.

He tightly held the money bag in his hand - it was a gift sent to him by the Holy See.

"God can't save me, so let me question God!"

The fourteen-year-old child made an oath, "... from now on, there will be no more Alucard in this world, only Dracula."

Reversing his own name, the boy named Akado disappeared into this world, while the boy named Dracula appeared here.

So, where to go? Can let oneself have the power to resist the Holy See and question God!

There is only one land - the Ottoman Empire!

Chapter 0003 Ears of Wheat

There is a village where people habitually describe the full ears of wheat swaying in the wind as wolves running.

People will say that the ears of wheat blown down by strong winds were trampled by wolves, and when the harvest is bad, they will be said to have been eaten up by wolves.

The girl sits in the gap between the swaying ears of wheat and looks up at the autumn sky. Even after hundreds of years, the sky and the land have not changed, but those people and things have changed. .

Year after year, even the longest-lived human beings can only live to be seventy or eighty years old in this era. Compared with their own longevity, these seventy or eighty years are really too little.

Over hundreds of years, humans have changed a lot.

The girl sat among the ears of wheat, and the autumn breeze blows her long brown hair, just like the beautiful ears of wheat on her body.

Yes, wheat is beautiful, because it can give human beings life and the qualification to live.

She was once regarded as a god, so she likes to help humans, but if humans no longer need her or ask her, she will not take the initiative to go forward.

Just like now, this village that she has guarded for hundreds of years may no longer need her.

"The villagers here don't need us anymore."

Lying on his back among the ears of wheat, he stared at the blue sky above his head and the white clouds slowly drifting northward.

"Hey……"

Thinking of her hometown in the north, the beautiful girl sighed softly.

"Well……"

The proud tail was dangling in front of her. The girl thought about it, and she sat up bored, combing the hair on the already smooth tail with her hands.

It's time to harvest again.

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"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord!"

The old village chief bowed sincerely and thanked him. He bent down from time to time, knowing that doing so might make his already weak body even more sad, but he felt that if he didn't do this, he really couldn't express his heart.

Even if you lose your life because of this, it doesn't matter, because the adults in front of you have brought this village in the deep mountains a resource that can survive-salt!

The village head secretly looked at the young man sitting in the carriage.

His shoulder-length hair was combed into a simple ponytail. To the village chief's hesitation, he couldn't see the color of the hair at all. It was golden like the bright sun, and deep like the night. Dark thick ink.

He was wearing a pure white dress that seemed simple but was full of luxury. Anyway, with the experience of the village chief in this remote mountain village, he didn't know what the material was. The great nobles can only wear such things.

There is a gentle smile on the handsome face, that white face does not see the travel and dust of ordinary people at all, only the noble air of pampering, just looking at his hands, you can tell that he never does rough work, without any calluses, Instead, she looked slender like a woman.

‘It’s just, why does this kind of big man come out alone, not even a coachman, and why does he come to such a deep mountain? '

Although he was a bit puzzled, the old village head didn't dare to ask, as long as he knew that the noble gentleman in front of him carried salt in his somewhat luxurious carriage.

"My lord, this is not much money in our village, please accept it."

The village head hesitated for a moment, then said embarrassedly: "...We can only make up these, or you can take the salt back and order it?"

He was carrying an old money bag, which jingled, but judging from the weight and size, it was clear that there were not many coins in it.

"I don't need money, why don't you tell me if there are any interesting things around here. For example, some special sacrifices for people's livelihood."

Hearing that the nobleman in front of him didn't want any money, the village was overjoyed. He quickly searched out the few things in his mind, and said cautiously: "Responding to my lord's words, walk out of this big mountain, and then turn over two mountains. There is a The monastery, if you go forward, there is a village, where there will always be some strange celebrations during the autumn harvest. I used to go there when I was young. If you are interested in this kind of small people's celebration, you can go and see it Look."