"Original sin and virtue can easily use ultra-high-level revelations, but both original sin and virtue have rationality, but the fallen archangel has no so-called rationality. I believe that my brother is a person who wants to save the people from water and fire, so I have more
I gave my brother two commissions." Chamille stuck out his tongue and made a face.
"You want to say that there are two fallen archangels in this world?"
"More than two."
"Wouldn't that add up to more than seven?"
"There are not seven." Chamier shook his head, "A fallen archangel was eliminated by another archangel, so now there are only two."
"Can we find the remaining archangels? For example, Michael! That's a figure similar to Lucifer."
"Brother, do you think the big devil can talk to the archangels? I'm afraid we'll be beaten up by their feathers crackling as soon as we enter the house." Chamier said.
Li Ze was silent for a few seconds: "I have a question, what is original sin doing? What is virtue doing?"
"Enjoy life, you can't go back anyway."
"Which gate of heaven and gate of hell does the inability to go back refer to?"
"Of course." Chamille smiled, "The gates of heaven and the gates of hell are two doors that can only be passed through by the devils and angels under the great devil and the archangel, but both the great devil and the archangel have passed through them.
Two doors, two doors cannot withstand it and will be broken into pieces and can no longer be used."
"Then you still want to drag me back to hell?"
"There are no ways to reopen the door.
"So you still want to go back to hell? No more enjoying the world?"
"I want to take a look, that's all." Chamier smiled even more beautifully.
Li Ze raised his hands in surrender.
Chamier laughed silently, and swiped his little hand in the air, just like unlocking a touch screen, and his field of vision became a new projection.
He and Chamuel are still sitting on the noble throne.
But the surrounding area was behind a farm.
The Queen's Farm! Li Ze recognized it at a glance because he saw the royal guards in the guard room and the carriage engraved with the symbol of the Bourbon dynasty.
Mary, holding a black cat, walks with the man from before.
The night wind was very cold. Mary's satin high heels were unsteady on the muddy garden path, but for the sake of the black cat in her arms, she worked hard to keep her balance and kept walking forward.
The man untied his cloak and put it on Mary.
"What's his name?" Li Ze pointed.
"Char." Chamille said.
They entered an exquisite small farmhouse. Although this small farmhouse was built like a boudoir, it was basically empty, with only a few necessary pieces of furniture. There were no carpets on the floor, no decorations on the walls, and even a fireplace.
There is no fire burning in the ceremony.
Marie has only been here twice, and today is the third time... Everyone in the farm knows this place, but Louis XVI does not.
Mary was not comfortable sitting on a cushionless chair with Charles's cloak tightly wrapped around her. Her muddy shoes and skirt were completely soaked. She fell from the noble Queen of France to her current state, shivering with cold.
She seemed to be the little girl she was back then.
"I'm going to call the guards and the maids." Charles couldn't help but say, "If your Majesty the Queen plans to rest here tonight, you have to bring something from the palace."
"No, don't shout to anyone." Mary stopped her, "I just want to have a chance without anyone disturbing me."
Charles understands the queen's thoughts.
He was so moved that he knelt down in the dark, kissed Mary's cold hands, and gently took off Mary's high heels. Charles stood up and walked to the fireplace, lighting a fire and adding firewood to the fireplace.
His movements were not skillful, and he obviously rarely did this kind of thing on weekdays, but after a lot of struggling, the fire was lit. The orange fire was bright and ambiguous, and Charles added firewood to the fire, burning it even brighter.
A little bigger.
Charles held Mary in his arms and moved to the fire.
There was silence here, except for the occasional crisp sound of burning wood and each other's breathing. The black cat jumped out of Mary's arms and curled up at Mary's feet, purring contentedly.
"Do you want to go back?" Charles asked tentatively.
"I won't go back." Mary took Charles's hand and gently leaned her head on his shoulder.
Not sure if it was because of the cold, Mary shivered slightly, but even though she was separated by thick clothing, she could still clearly feel the warmth radiating from the other person's body and the moving heartbeat. Her body was cold and she couldn't help but feel it.
Gently approaching the other person's arms, Charles hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment. The next second, he stretched out his arm and put his arm around Mary's waist.
Two words were about to come out of Charles's quivering lips...
But Mary gently blocked the other person's lips: "Call me Josephine."
That is another little-known Christian name of Marie Antoinette.
The fire in the fireplace, the hot air blended with the white air in their breath, and the two hugged each other tightly on the lounge chair in front of the fireplace.
Charles' lips wandered over Mary's body, kissing every inch of Mary's hidden skin. From the moment they kissed, Charles' lips never left her body...
"I feel like they are a couple." Li Ze stared at the harmonious and tender scene.
"But it's very annoying, isn't it?" Chamille shrugged, "If I were Louis XVI, I would have been mad to death."
"Almost...but I can't understand ancient things from a modern perspective, otherwise I will always be out of place and get myself involved," Li Ze said.
"Did you see that cat? That cat was Charles' gift to Queen Mary."
"Giving it to the royal family's black cat...isn't this disrespectful?" Li Ze asked.
"But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and everything the lover gives is good, right? Louis XVI gave Queen Mary lots and lots of things, but did Queen Mary like it? No. And Charles gave Mary
The queen has always had a black cat, even though it is an unlucky symbol in Europe, but Charles gave it to her, and Queen Mary likes it." Chamille said.
"So that black cat is the one that attacked me earlier?"
"It's also the one on that report." Chamier nodded.
"Have you seen that report?"
"I have always been with my brother, how could I not know?"
"Invisible?"
"Almost."
"I always feel like I don't have any privacy anymore." Li Ze frowned, "Then why does it tie its eyes with bandages?"
"Does my brother know who that black cat is?" Chamille asked.
"It can't be Belusebu, right?" Li Ze shook his head. If it is really Belusebu, then this love is so heavy that it makes people breathless. Who said they want to smoke and inhale the appearance of their lover in their lungs? This is more important.
It's scary.
"Not yet, but it will be in the future." Chamille said softly.