The care of family members, a luxurious life, everything is just the added value brought by the body that one currently occupies, and has nothing to do with oneself.
In this case, why don't you leave this family that makes you uncomfortable and start a new life in a strange place?
Maybe it’s time to leave the name ‘Kane’ behind, along with all the memories and life of ‘Kane’, and leave with nothing.
The inheritance of the Constantine family should not belong to you, so there is nothing to be reluctant to part with.
After leaving the Requiem Church, in this era of internal combustion engines and telephones, one would not really starve to death on the street.
Having made the decision to leave tonight, Kane sighed and touched the head of Fries, who was a little confused.
"Study the Holy Scriptures well. After grandpa passes away, the whole family will have to rely on you to support it."
"ah?"
"Ah what?"
"Grandpa...Grandpa Herague..."
Turning his head stiffly, Kane stared blankly at the old man in black robe who stood behind him at some point.
He didn't know why, but he always felt that the short silver staff in the old man's hand was about to move. Combined with the old man's smiling face, it looked particularly scary.
"Kane, my good grandson, even before grandpa leaves, you have already thought about what will happen after grandpa leaves."
"Master...Master, that's not what I meant."
The old man turned his head and looked at the timid Fries, frowning slightly.
"Frith, tell your father that I will take Kane out to do something today. Kane, come with me."
Watching the two people leave in a strange atmosphere, Frith's trembling legs weakened and he collapsed directly on the ground.
Two big ants that slipped out of the ant nest took advantage of the opportunity, got into the boy's trousers, and climbed straight up to the yellow dragon.
"Ouch!!!!"
…
With a bit of a bad premonition in his heart, Kane looked at the old man walking towards the east and asked tentatively.
"Grandpa, where are we going?"
“Go to a nice place.”
"What a nice place?"
Without responding to Kane's question, Herage just walked forward in silence.
"Gu Gu Gu~ Gu Gu Gu~"
The hoot of an owl came from the sky, and soon, a white-faced owl fell from the sky and landed accurately on the old man's right shoulder.
As if aware of Kane's gaze, the owl's head suddenly turned 180° backwards, and a humanized sarcasm appeared on the chubby bird's face. This scene made Kane think that he had entered a state of insanity.
When did owls become so smart? Can they mock people?
The atmosphere between the two became increasingly oppressive, and Kane's inner uneasiness gradually increased.
If my memory is correct, this road should lead to the east flower garden that I have never been to.
Although I have never been there, I heard from my grandfather that it is full of flowers and plants.
Well, it is indeed a good place to perform a rest ceremony. You can bury it directly after the ceremony. If you think about it carefully, as the saying goes, "If you die under peonies, you will be a ghost and be charming." In fact, it is not bad to use it as flower fertilizer.
Confirming that he could not defeat the strong old man in front of him, Kane began to look around, looking for opportunities to escape.
"Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"
The sudden cry of the white-faced owl startled Kane, and also caused Herage, who had been walking with his head covered, to stop.
The old man didn't look back, but his voice was cold.
"Kane, where do you want to go? Do you want grandpa to give you a ride?"
Once again confirming that he could not escape from the hands of the old man who was two times stronger than him, Kane glared at the owl that was mocking him with its beak half open, and responded with a forced smile.
"Grandpa, I won't go anywhere, the church is my home."
"Oh, I thought you had found your way back... Since you're not going anywhere, just keep walking. We're almost there."
"Okay grandpa."
The two of them quickly arrived at the door of the flower garden. Herage took out the key from the enchantment bag and opened the sophisticated mechanical lock of the flower garden door.
Following Herage into the flower garden, the crisp 'click' sound of the mechanical gears rolling behind him sounded. When the door closed automatically, Kane, who straightened his head again, found that he had arrived in a sea of ​​flowers. His fear dissipated, but his face was full of color.
A bit relieved.
Gorgeous flowers that cannot be named grow on both sides of the carved stone road. Tall marble pillar statues stand in pairs on both sides of the road in plural forms. Their styles are complex and diverse, including bats, goat heads with long horns, and goat heads with long horns.
There are crosses and half-moons that have some kind of religious meaning, as well as weird shapes that I don’t even know what they are.
Herage stopped in the Gothic architectural style pavilion in the center of the flower garden. He put the white-faced owl on his shoulder, which was watching the show with round eyes, on the stone table. The old man slowly turned around and looked at him with complex eyes.
The 'eldest grandson' looked calm.
Responding to the old man in front of him with clear eyes, Kane felt no fear in his heart.
He didn't owe the Constantine family, let alone the old man in front of him.
Since I owe nothing, I naturally have a clear conscience.
Herage sighed with a rare sigh, and looked at Kane with a bit more reminiscence and love.
"Your mother died due to dystocia when giving birth to you. When you were young, you were too weak and sick to take care of yourself. I often picked herbs here to replenish your weakened body. Coupled with Kelly's careful care, you were able to
Gradually getting better and able to act like a normal person... You must have forgotten your memory here..."
"I really have no memory of this..."
"..."
"What about my dad? How is he?"
No matter what his fate is, at least at this moment, Kane is willing to chat with the old man in front of him about his daily life.
In his previous life, he was also the favorite chat partner of his uncles and aunts downstairs, which is why he followed the old man's words and replaced "Kane" with "I".
He was unwilling to break the old man's last thoughts about his grandson, even though both he and the old man understood how the person talking to him in front of him viewed him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seemingly surprised by Kane's calm attitude, Herage smiled, with a look of appreciation in his eyes.
"Your father, my son Kester Constantine, left the church after his wife passed away and lost his whereabouts during a mission to eliminate heretics. It has been ten years since the day I lost my son.
.”
After digesting the information from the old man's mouth for a while, Kane instantly captured the key words. Whether it was the so-called 'rest ceremony' or 'requiem church', or the 'three gods' and 'three major churches', they were all extremely
For things with religious meanings, if there is a religion, there will naturally be 'heresies' that are hostile to the religion.
I just don’t know if the heresy the old man talks about is the same as the cult or pagan in the previous life or if it has other meanings.
"What is heresy?"
The old man took a deep look at Kane and his voice became a little lower.
"Heresies are all evil entities that pose a high threat to human beings, dirty vampires, brutal werewolves, seekers of truth who have gone astray, cultists who worship evil gods, and are against the three major churches, and..."
"what else?"
Feeling the terrifying murderous intent coming towards him, Kane forcibly tightened his knees and gritted his teeth as if he refused to admit defeat.
Even if he dies here, he does not need to kneel down to the old man in front of him.
The machine was pressed, the old man's wrist flicked, and the Demon-Slaying Silver Sword popped out of the short staff, making a crisp metal friction sound.
Herage's cold gray eyes stared at Kane, and he slowly raised the Demon-Slaying Silver Sword, pointing the tip of the sword with a cold light at Kane.
"There are also... strange demons like you who take over other people's bodies."
The situation began to turn sharply as Herage raised his double-edged cross-slotted rapier.
"What...is...a strange demon?"
Under the strong pressure that came towards him, Kane took a step forward and stared at the white-faced owl watching the show next to the old man. The owl was so frightened that the owl watching the show flapped its wings twice, a little frightened.
His eyes were stung by the old man's gaze, so Kane naturally had to find a suitable target to divert his attention.
To be continued...