"Let's talk about it, Garnet."

The angel's voice brought me back to reality from my trance.

A true angel.

Just sitting in front of me alive, with light golden eyes full of tenderness.

She is so beautiful and the embodiment of all good things.

And we——

We are ghouls, tortured by a morbid desire.

"You can tell me the purpose of your visit, or anything else, without any reservation." The angel put down the wine glass lightly, taking his time, with the same gentleness on his face as before.

"I——"

If possible, I wish I could fight side by side with her on the battlefield as a descendant of an angel.

I once had the privilege of witnessing the glory of angels on the battlefield.

Even the powerful Wolf Shepherd.

He also looked reckless and clumsy in front of her, and was easily defeated in a few rounds.

But I know this is impossible.

That bloodthirsty curse tortures me.

Even if angels can forgive, I can't forgive myself.

"We don't have enough supplies." I covered my head and said angrily. I wanted to stay with the angel for a while longer, so I cunningly changed my conversation strategy.

"I already know something about this matter."

The angel said seriously, "No matter how unfairly you have been treated, from now on, all this will be a thing of the past. We will get new supplies, sophisticated armor and weapons, and we can even get

A Glory Queen-class battleship that is no less powerful than the Spirit of Vengeance. At that time, we can discuss together to give her a nice name."

"I promise you that no one will give you unfair treatment from now on."

The angel looked at me, her gentle voice as cold as steel, "If anyone dares to take away the honors my sons have received, and whoever dares to say that my sons are not worthy of anything, I will make them look good and let them always say

No words came out."

"No!"

I covered my head and didn't dare to look into my mother's eyes.

I'm not sure if I cried, but I could feel my eyes getting moist.

"They are not wrong."

I said, "We fought on the most brutal battlefield. Because we didn't have enough ammunition, we had to use chain swords to fight the enemy at close range, and we suffered heavy casualties. We went deep into the enemy's position and were alone without any support.

Fighting hard, looking at the towering city walls and sighing in the ocean. We were deprived of honor and supplies. In the eyes of some people, we are not even worthy of these drinks."

"But even so, even so-"

I cried, my voice became choked, and I could hardly speak, "Even so, they didn't do anything wrong. I used to be angry because of these things, give up on myself, and be willing to fall. But when I saw you,

I understand, we deserve all this."

"Tell me——"

Gentle fingers brushed across my cheek, wiping away the tears.

I don’t know when an angel appeared next to me. She walked without making any sound. Only then did I notice that she was not wearing shoes, and her white toes were stepping on the wooden floor.

"Tell me why."

I can't see the angel's face, but I can feel her around me.

Her feathers, the soft light on her body, her sweet breath, and her gentleness. Everything about her seemed to turn into soft clouds to wrap me up. She is so beautiful, but this beauty should not be

Share it with us.

"We are already irredeemable beasts."

I said in an almost self-defeating voice, "The moment I see you, I want to bury my fangs deep into your flesh and blood.

We, we want to eat you."

It's time to end.

Everything should end at this moment.

I sat on the chair blankly, imagining how the angel would react.

She will be angry, ashamed, frightened, and will even execute me here and abandon us all. But we deserve all this, and we deserve it.

But no——

The angel is still standing beside me.

That sweet cloud still wraps me up and has never dispersed.

"It's not your fault, Garnet."

The angel's voice rang in my ears, with the tenderness of a mother for her tortured offspring.

"You are war angels shaped by the Emperor himself. Different traits have been developed to adapt to different battlefields. This bloodthirsty desire is just a manifestation of this trait. What we need to do is control

it, rather than being controlled by it."

"I am the mother of your genes. If you think it is a sin, then of course, I should share this sin with you."

Facing my surprised look, the angel said, "Moreover, this desire to make something a part of oneself, to absorb it, to possess it, is the oldest, wildest and most powerful expression of love. In other words,

This is its most extreme form."

"So you won't abandon us?"

I felt my mouth widen, and my sad expression turned into a smile.

Decades of dark clouds were swept away at this moment, and the sun shone through the gaps in the dark clouds. The heavy burden disappeared from my shoulders. I felt that my body was incredibly light, as if I had grown wings, in the soft clouds.

Fly.

"Of course not."

The angel stroked my hair and said with a smile, "No matter what, a mother will never abandon her son."

"And——"

She paused briefly and added, "I can satisfy your desires, and I also hope that you can respond to my expectations. We are a whole, advancing and retreating together."

"But!"

I spoke eagerly, but my voice was interrupted.

A finger was placed in front of my lips, and the angel's eyes looked directly at me, "Yes or no."

Her frankness was overwhelming and unstoppable. I was enveloped in a strong sense of shame. I should curse myself, but I still nodded.

"No matter what choice you make, it is better than being silent."

I saw a smile on the angel's face.

In the next moment.

Before I had time to react, the silver-white blade passed through her slender fingertips.

A scarlet wound appeared on the forearm, and hot blood gushes out from it, pouring into the half-empty wine glass in front of him, mixing with the dark wine pulp.

The air was filled with a deadly fragrance, which made my mouth water and I couldn't help but swallow.

As if a hungry traveler got a sumptuous meal in the castle, I saw the blood gradually drying up and the wound quickly scabbing. My eyes were glued to the wound that destroyed the fair skin, waiting for the angel

When the Holy Grail filled with blood and wine was handed to me, I realized what I had just done.

I raised my head and drank the blood in the Holy Grail. The sweet blood rippled on my lips and tongue.

I saw the tenderness and understanding on the angel's face in my blurred vision. I know that from now on, I will never be able to repay my mother for her dedication to me. But I will continue to fight until death comes.

Remind yourself——
Chapter completed!