The Original Vampire

Gregory

  The dense clouds covered the silver moon, only reflecting a dim halo in the sky.

  The weak moonlight could not even outline the shadows, and the dark Yulong City could only be decorated with sporadic firelight.

  The only exception was the northernmost point of Yulong City, where a strange golden light fell from the sky, opening up the dark night.

  That is the direction of the Holy Mountain, and it is also where the Holy Light Cathedral, the holy place of the Church of Glory, is located.

  This pillar of holy light, which lasts day and night, is like an eternal beacon, lighting up hope and direction for the lost people in the deep darkness.

  It’s like this tonight and every night.

  Amidst the crisp sound of horse hooves, a four-wheel carriage pulled by three tall horses slowly drove towards the Holy Light Cathedral.

  The night guards not only did not stop the carriage but stood upright and formed a guard of honor to welcome the distinguished guests.

  Those who are qualified to ride a four-wheeled carriage to the top of the Holy Mountain must be distinguished.

  The center of the side wall of the carriage is painted with the Pure World Crimson Flame pattern. Obviously, the visitor must be a core member of the imperial royal family.

  The carriage slowly stopped in front of the steps of the Holy Light Cathedral. A knight with a sword jumped down from the open-air seat behind the carriage. He ignored the church guards who came forward to inquire. He held a crystal lamp in one hand and placed the gold pedal in the carriage with the other. door.

  Immediately, the door opened, and a tall, slender woman stepped out of the carriage. She was wearing a slightly plain prayer dress, but her beautiful appearance still made the church guards feel shuddered, they did not dare to look more, and they quickly bowed their heads and stood at attention.

  ”Your Majesty the Queen!”

  Queen Midela nodded slightly in greeting, then climbed up the steps and walked towards the church. The unique rhythm of her steps highlighted her peerless youthful temperament, which was reflected by the beam of holy light falling from the sky. Next, it brought with it a touch of holiness.

  The prayer hall of the church is extremely tall. Dozens of gray stone pillars support the 24-meter-high dome, giving people a feeling of insignificance. Coupled with the four huge statues of angels holding swords, it is even more awe-inspiring.

  The dome of the prayer hall is made of a special crystal. The holy light that lasts day and night passes through the dome, coating everything in the hall with a layer of gold, giving it a more sacred and solemn feel.

  Queen Midela stood in front of the statue of the Lord of Glory, clasping her hands together and praying silently.

  The faint sound of singing echoed in the prayer hall. It seemed that someone was singing hymns, and it seemed that it was an echo coming from heaven.

  A peaceful, yet soothing power fills the air.

  After an unknown amount of time, Queen Midela finished her prayer, raised her head, and looked at the holy light that seemed to lead to heaven, with a trace of ridicule on her face.

  ”Are you really listening?” Midela asked in a mosquito-like voice.

  The holy light was still as dazzling as before as if it had not changed in any way due to the Queen’s disrespectful questioning.

  The sarcastic look on Queen Midra’s face seemed to be getting stronger: “Perhaps, as he said, you are already dead!”

  Still no response.

  Queen Midela shook her head, seemingly losing her patience.

  She turned around slowly and saw an old priest with bald hair and no eyebrows standing behind her.

  I just don’t know how long he stood there or whether he heard what the queen just said.

  The purple clerical robe he wore indicated his noble status as the Pope.

  The priestly robes of the Glorious Church can be white, gray, or black. These colors can be worn by archbishops to ordinary priests, but there are two special colors they cannot wear: red and purple.

  The red cassocks are worn by the three cardinals, who are the three most senior members of the church besides the pope. They are also called cardinals because of the color of their robes.

  The purple priest’s robe can only be worn by the Pope himself.

  ”Good evening, Your Majesty Grigory.” Queen Midela did not panic at all, as if she didn’t care at all whether the Pope heard what she just said to herself.

  ”Good evening, Your Highness the Queen.”

  Pope Gregory had a kind face, and his smile had a natural affinity, as if all the suffering in the world could be alleviated in his smile.

  ”Is Your Majesty’s illness getting better?”

  Queen Midela sighed, a trace of worry appeared on her delicate face and shook her head: “Not yet. I woke up for a while this morning, but soon fell into sleep again.”

The smile on Li Gaorui’s face also faded, and he seemed very surprised: “Didn’t Turnans improve His Majesty’s condition?”

  Queen Midela looked sad: “Cardinal Turnans has not been found so far. The cause of His Majesty’s illness, so… I’m afraid it’s a bit tricky.”

  Pope Gregory sighed and comforted: “Then I will go to the Phoenix Palace in person tomorrow; the Lord of Glory will not give up on His pious shepherd. Please relax.”

  Queen Midela quickly bowed her thanks and then left.

  Seeing the graceful figure of the Queen disappear from the entrance of the prayer hall, the Pope looked up at the holy light falling from the sky with a complicated expression in his eyes.

  Not long after, a waiter came quickly to Pope Gregory and reported softly:

  ”Your Majesty, Archbishop Adjani, is back.”

  Pope Gregory raised his brows, thought for a moment, and said, “Let her wait for me in the confessional at the bottom of the side hall.”

  ”Yes.”

  Then, Pope Gregory came to stand in front of the statue of the Lord of Glory. He also clasped his hands and bowed his head in prayer. Perhaps he was praying for the man who suddenly fell seriously ill. The emperor prayed.

  After the prayer, Pope Gregory left the prayer hall, walked through the corridor, and followed the spiral staircase to the bottom of the cathedral.

  It faced a smooth stone wall with a huge oak door.

  Pope Gregory pushed the door open and entered. The interior was simply furnished, with only a table and two chairs. On the table was a copy of “The Holy Book of Radiance” and a row of silver candlesticks.

  In the soft candlelight, Adjani, who was dressed in a white robe, immediately stood up and bowed to the Pope.

  Grigori still had a compassionate smile on his face, but his words were not polite: “You disappoint me!”

  Adjani’s heart trembled, and she defended: “Your Majesty, what happened in the north has happened. There are too many, and I can’t…”

  ”What do I want, an excuse?” Gregory interrupted.

  Adjani immediately shut up, seeming to realize something, and asked softly in a slightly trembling tone, “Are you going to punish me?”

  ”Anyone who makes mistakes should be punished!”

  Upon hearing this, Adjani’s breathing suddenly changed. He became anxious, and his watery peach blossom eyes were instantly filled with fear.

  But under Gregory’s gaze, she turned around silently, knelt on the ground, folded her hands, closed her eyes, and waited for the coming “punishment.”

  At some point, Grigory had a long whip in his hand. The whip was covered with thorn-like protrusions, and he could even smell the strong smell of blood.

  Snapped!

  The long whip hit Adjani’s back, leaving a bloody whip mark.

  A suppressed cry of pain came from Adjani’s mouth, and her body shivered like a fragile flower in the storm.

  There was a smile of satisfaction on Gregory’s face, but he did not stop cracking his whip.

  Bang bang bang!

  The long whip fell like a rainstorm, tearing the mage’s robe on Adjani’s back to pieces. Bloody whip marks continued to emerge, forming a shocking contrast with the flawless white skin, which actually had a sad and cruel beauty.

  Generally, the pastors of the Glory Church are not abstinent, and marrying a wife and having children does not prevent them from serving the Lord of Glory.

  However, if this priest has high aspirations and dreams of one day climbing to the top of the Holy Mountain and wearing the crown of thorns to become the Pope, then he must remain pure.

  The reason is very simple. Legend has it that the Church of Glory has an artifact that can communicate with the Kingdom of Heaven—the golden horn, which has been controlled by successive popes.

  But in order to sound the golden horn, the person must devote himself wholeheartedly to the Lord of Glory and must not be tainted with the affairs of men and women.

  Therefore, there are many ascetic ascetics in the church, and this is certainly the case for Gregory, who can ascend to the position of pope.

  Beauty and power, Grigory certainly knew which one to choose.

  After a long time, Gregory finally finished venting his anger.

  At this time, Adjani was lying limply on the ground, panting hard. Her entire back was covered with ferocious criss-crossing whip marks, dripping with blood, and terrible to look at.

  Grigori threw away the whip, took out a delicate vial, and dropped the holy water in the vial onto Adjani’s back.

  Adjani’s body couldn’t help but tremble and twitch, and it was obvious that this process was not comfortable.

  ”God has mercy on the world, and the Lord heals all living beings!”

  Gregory cast a healing spell on Adjani, and a compassionate smile appeared on his face again. In an instant, he returned to the sanctimonious Pope.

  It has to be said that the healing technique performed by the Pope himself is indeed powerful. When combined with the holy water, the scars on Adjani’s back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared in a short time.

  Adjani finally recovered and slowly sat up from the ground.

  Her mage robe had long been torn from the whipping just now, and now it completely slipped off, revealing her infinitely beautiful upper body.

  Adjani didn’t even cover it up, and she didn’t know whether it was because she didn’t dare or she was deliberately irritating the man in front of her.

  Grigory looked away like an electric shock as if he were afraid that if he looked at him a few more times, he would lose control and destroy the results of most of his life’s hard work.

  Adjani seemed to have seen this scene, lowering her head, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised as if she were disdainful, but she also seemed to be happy about her successful revenge.

  Grigory coughed a few times and ordered: “Vera Saint Hilde will arrive at Yulong City soon. At this time, the dragons in the north are leaderless. You should rush back to Winter City immediately to see if you can take advantage of the opportunity.” Win over some lords.”

  ”Yes.” Adjani responded obediently.

  Gregory took one last greedy look at Adjani’s exquisite curves, then he made up his mind, turned around, opened the door and walked out.

  Silence returned to the confessional again.

  Adjani stood stunned for a long time, then picked up the bloody whip from the ground and looked at it carefully, as if she wanted to see some mystery in it.

  After a moment, she put the whip against her chest, letting the blood on it wet her tender skin again.

  Her hand slowly tightened, and the barb on the whip immediately dug into her chest, and blood seeped out again.

  Adjani snorted softly, feeling a little pained.

  But then, her frown slowly relaxed.

  Raising her head, Adjani’s deep gaze seemed to have passed through all the obstacles and followed the holy light up to the sky.

  ”The omnipotent Lord of Glory, the lost lamb needs guidance, please listen to her confession…”

  (End of this chapter)