The Holy Right of a Comic

But today's aunt's sudden arrival made Coronzon look happy instead.

"It's finally here."

The big devil breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

Since her body is a female human being, she even has things like a big aunt, and naturally has the ability to conceive.

Coronzon hadn't visited Great Aunt since Roy used her to cross the abyss.

This frightened the big devil into thinking that he was pregnant, and went to check his body every month while worrying about gains and losses.

It's not that Coronzon has any resistance to having a child, but that this child is not in the 'destiny' at all.

Her purpose is to decompose everything through diffusion, just like yin meets yang, cold meets heat, it is a kind of offset.

Every human being will have its corresponding decomposing person.

But if she gives birth to a child, the child will not have a corresponding soul in this world, and the resulting result will make her diffusion fail.

Fortunately, I am not pregnant. The reason why my aunt did not come for more than three months may be due to endocrine disorders.

The big devil let go of 3.7, and began to think about how to make noise to create a chance to kill Aleister.

Stiyl did not return to Britain because he knew the true face of the Catalog of Prohibited Books, but stayed in Academy City with Index.

Although Kanzaki Kaori was becoming more and more dissatisfied with her, but because of the Amakusa-style cross desolate religion, even if the female saint was dissatisfied, she could only continue to work for her.

It's all in Coronzon's plan.

The Catalog of Magical Forbidden Books is an important weapon of Puritanism. No matter where she is sent, it will arouse the vigilance of the local forces.

And now, under various accidents, Coronzon made the false impression that the list of banned books had to be in Academy City, thus letting Aleister relax his vigilance.

Index, who is in Academy City, is a strategic weapon whenever Lola strikes Aleister with a fatal blow.

Laura raised her white and tender right hand, and a spiritual outfit like a prayer wheel floated on her palm, which was the key to controlling Index. .

Chapter Seventeen The Sick Levinia

A room on the top floor of an apartment hotel in Academy City.

Leivinia was lying on the bed, her face was tired, her body looked weak, a velvet quilt covered her petite and charming body.

The quilt covered her body without any ups and downs, and was flat, which made people look a bit dull.

"Water...give me a sip of water."

Levinia shouted in a hoarse voice, the dryness and pain in her throat made it feel like a knife would cut her even if she took a deep breath.

Her delicate body was hot and dry, her limbs were weak, her brain was even more groggy, and the feeling of soreness all over her body was very uncomfortable.

Even Leivinia wondered if her current body was like a piece of tattered cloth, she couldn't even do simple movements like walking on the ground.

"Your body is really weak, Levinia... Come and take some medicine first."

Roy walked into this bedroom from the next room. He held a glass in his hand. The black bitter liquid in the glass exuded a frowning smell.

"When you are in poor health, you should rest more, especially when you are mentally exhausted by some annoying things. At this time, you should let go of everything and let go of your mind."

"...But you are in this physical state and you are exposed to the rain and doing strenuous exercise. If you don't get sick, who will get sick?"

Roy's tone was ridiculed, and there was a playful smile on his face.

"It's not all your fault... Cough cough... Cough cough... Give me a drink of water first, my throat is really sore, I will take the medicine later."

Levinia even wondered if her throat had been punctured, the burning pain was like a cut there with a knife.

Her voice was hoarse, her momentum was still as domineering and strong as before.

Roy likes her arrogant and arrogant attitude. If Leivinia becomes that kind of soft and cute girl, it will be boring.

Such an arrogant and arrogant attitude will give people even more desire to conquer.

Roy was not angry either. He put the medicine in his hand on the cabinet beside the bed, walked to the side and poured a glass of warm water for Lavinia, but said in his mouth:

"...Pay attention to your attitude, Levinia, my goddaughter, you didn't use this address before, and you didn't face me with this attitude."

"Have you forgotten how you looked when you were crying and begging for mercy?"

Roy walked to Leivinia's bedside with warm water.

Seeing his half-smile, Levinia's face turned red and she was extremely shy.

There are still tears on her face, she is very pitiful, but her stubborn expression is like a wounded lion cub, cute and fierce.

But under Roy's gaze, she still pursed her lips and shouted in a shy voice, "...Dad."

Her voice was still weak and hoarse, painfully hoarse.

"Well, good boy, let's drink some water first, Levinia."

Roy helped Levinia up and let her sit on the head of the bed. The thin and soft quilt slid down the girl's delicate body, revealing her whiteness.

Lavinia subconsciously grasped the quilt and covered it lightly. Seeing this, Roy hurriedly said: "...you don't need to block it, there is nothing anyway."

Levinia was so angry that her teeth were itchy with hatred, this was the thing she cared most about but also the most helpless.

She is actually not too young, but she is stunted.

For a European and American, this is already very rare.

But no matter how angry she was, the sore throat still made Leivinia take the water glass from Roy.

She drank warm water in small sips, feeling the warm water nourishing her sore throat, her expression relaxed a lot.

"You sweat a lot, but if you're still sick, don't take a bath, so an old father like me won't dislike you who is sweating profusely, and will take care of you here with peace of mind."

Saying this, Roy walked to the window and opened the window a crack to let the air flow, which also exudes a strange smell in the room.

It was still a little cold after the rain, and Roy opened the gaps in the windows relatively narrowly, so as not to let the cold wind pour in, which would make Lavinia's condition worse.

Leivinia looked at Roy's carefulness, but she was not moved at all. The reason why she was sick was not all because of him.

As Roy said, because her sister's illness made her exhausted, she didn't sleep well for a long time, which caused mental tension and physical weakness

In order to save her sister, she was caught in another heavy rain.

And the younger sister was cured by Roy, and the momentary emotional change itself was a kind of harm to the human body.

In this extreme state where her body was almost being bounced into a string, Levinia carried out strenuous exercise again, and even a person with the best physical fitness would suffer from a serious illness.

Just like her now.

Levinia was still a little childish, she pouted her mouth, not wanting to talk to Roy.

"Take some medicine first."

Roy walked back to the bed from the window, picked up the strange-smelling medicine on the bedside table, and handed it to Levinia's mouth.

Levinia didn't resist this, she was not a pure brat, and she didn't know how to take medicine when she was sick.

Only after taking the medicine to make her body better, can she have extra energy and physical strength to deal with Roy.

Because she knew that this bastard and pervert would bully her even if she was sick, and would not let her go.

This guy doesn't understand what it means to feel sorry for a girl.

Thinking that she was only a child at her age, a real child, Levinia sighed dejectedly.

Levinia also felt confused about what her future life would be like, and no longer had any expectations for the future.

Is 127 just a plaything or a tool? Who knows.

But no matter what, her sister's illness was cured, and this was the only relief in Levinia's confusion and fear.

After taking a sip of the bitter medicine, Levinia frowned and said, "...Why is this medicine so bitter, and the taste is too weird."

"Good medicine is bitter and good for the disease, no matter how bad it is, you have to drink it to cure the disease."

"...As for why it tastes strange, you have to ask the research and development personnel in Academy City. They always like to study drinks with strange tastes, and now they don't even let go of medicine."

Roy spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless.

Knowing that the strange taste of the medicine was only related to the city, not Roy, Lavinia was also relieved.

Although the medicine was so nasty that it made people want to vomit, it was much more comfortable than the feeling of retching.

Obediently finished drinking the medicine, Levinia lay back on the bed again.

She covered her white and round shoulders with the quilt, and her whole body was tucked into the quilt, hoping to make herself better faster by covering her sweat.

At the same time, she looked at Roy with vigilant eyes, fearing that he would bully her again, and if she made a fuss again, the disease would never get better.

Roy didn't do anything to Levinia at this time, he looked sideways in one direction, smiled and whispered: "...Congratulations to Aiwass, you are finally free.".

Chapter Eighteen: Anna Sprengel

Cologne Cathedral in Germany, which is the second tallest church in Germany, combines grandeur and delicacy, and is known as the most perfect example of Gothic churches.

The construction of the entire church took more than 600 years, starting in the 13th century and not completed until the end of the 19th century.

Now, there is no one in the church, and the evasion technique of idlers makes it impossible for ordinary people to approach here.

An angel in a white robe with bare feet floating on the ground is located in the center of the church.

She was shining with platinum-gold brilliance, a pair of incredible wings spread to the void, and the halo above her head told incomprehensible mysteries.

It is the Holy Guardian Angel Aiwass.

Across from Aiwass, confronting her was a mature woman in her twenties.

She has exaggerated hair, the color of which is a rare strawberry blonde.

If it is said that the length of the blue hair of the Puritan supreme bishop exceeds the common sense of ordinary people, then the thickness of the hair of the woman in front of him has reached a level beyond human comprehension.

The woman's facial features are beautiful, her appearance and temperament are mature, her fair skin seems to be pure on a snow-capped mountain, and there are dozens of deep red roses pinned on her full head of hair, which looks magnificent and enchanting.

"I finally found you. You are more disgusting than maggots born of flies. You have been hiding in the dirty corner of the latrine."

"...Using the smell on your body to cover yourself, you scum who knows nothing but stealing, where can you hide now?"

Aiwass was full of obscenities, she looked at the mature woman in front of her, and cursed.

"Aiwass, it's been a long time. We haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years."

"... I don't know what you are going to do when you come to Germany and block me in this church?"

The woman with strawberry blond hair is extremely elegant, as if attending a noble party.

She was holding a folding fan that ladies in the 19th century liked to use, covering half of her cherry lips, her mature and charming face revealed a disgusting pride.

"Don't speak in her tone, you are not Anna Sprengel, you are just a thief who stole her body." "

"...Even if it took more than a hundred years to imitate, you don't look like you at all. On the contrary, you are even more ugly and disgusting. People want to vomit when they see your smile."

"Don't try to manipulate me in vain, you magician that I don't even want to know your name."

Aiwass smiled viciously. She stared at the woman in front of her, and her words gradually became noisy, like a mosaic.

If it was the real Anna Sprengel, she would definitely be able to understand Aiwass' words.

But the hypocrisy in front of him simply doesn't have the ability to talk to the leader of the temple.

Therefore, many words that Aiwass said were messy noises to her ears.

That is the instinctive protection of the human brain against the incomprehensible and terrifying things.

"Although there is a contract between us, it is Anna Sprengel's soul, not her body, that signed the contract with me."

"...Even if you stole her body, you can't fulfill the contract with me."

"Besides, that contract is not what you imagined. I am not Anna Sprengel's servant."

"...More precisely, I am her master and she is my servant, but at the same time she is also my master and I am her servant."

Aiwass' words became more and more messy and difficult to understand.

Stealing a member of the Rosicrucian, the magician of the Lord of the First Temple in Germany knew that this was Aiwass telling her a mystery that she couldn't understand, which brought about a special reaction.

Facing this mature woman, Aiwass slowly stretched out his hands.

The woman finally stopped using that elegance to disguise herself. She showed horror and fear, and immediately retreated, thinking about how to escape from here.

The reason why she was able to steal Anna Sprengel's body was due to luck and some unpredictable factors.