In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 154 An Angel Is a Maid

The shattered building was torn down from the upper floors, and the deep holes dug through were exuding faint dust and smoke.The pierced floor reaches the ground floor.Cracked stack of building materials.

Towering marble columns stand tall, supporting a giant canopy that has been pierced, crystal charms that have been destroyed in battle, and rivers of stars pouring down.

A black Steinway Model D grand piano sits quietly in the corner.

Fountains of blood gushed out into precious handmade carpets.

The huge gilded window frames are shrouded in sunlight, making everything outside look like an oil painting.

"what--!!!"

The girl's painful wailing dyed the gorgeous waterscape in the center of the hall a touch of blood, and the water spring gushed out, overflowing with blood.

Elaborately carved marble pots hold a variety of aromas.

Gabriel crawled on the ground.

There was only one wing left behind, as if it had been scorched by a raging fire, the scorched black spread rapidly from the tip of the wing, and finally it collapsed in an instant like a dry bone in a tomb.

The beautiful face is distorted, almost inhuman.

Compared with the physical pain, what she lost made her despair.

Her spirit has been unable to connect with the "omniscient" think tank, which means that the "Gabriel" of the Kingdom of God has completely fallen into the human world.

She can no longer enjoy the privilege of angels, and the infinite knowledge bids her farewell.

God-given powers were ruthlessly withdrawn.

Now she has nothing to do with "mystery" except that she has a human body, strength far beyond ordinary people, and battle experience.

Ryan took a step back subconsciously.

The gap in his chest was still stinging, but it had eased a lot.

Gabriel's power has been withdrawn, that's the next recovery time.
He hasn't thought about it further.

Gabriel who stood up slowly in front of him made his heart skip a beat.

The gods took away her divine power, and in order to allow her to live in the human world, he healed her wounds in a very "intimate" and "loving" way.

"Da da da!"

From the carpet to the cold marble floor, she strode up to Ryan.

Su Bai's hand tightly grasped Ryan's wrist.

She looked up suddenly.

Despair was brewing in the crimson eyes, and cold tears slid down from the corners of the eyes.

With all his strength, he brought the slender blade close to his neck.

"kill me!"

"Lian Winster, kill me!"

Ryan was speechless, waving his arm and breaking away from her hand.

"Crack!" The thin blade of the boning blade shattered, accompanied by the clang of fragments, and the low-profile metal armguard was tightly clasped on Ryan's right arm.

"Archangels also have moments of despair, huh?"

Ryan sneered viciously.

"Compared to you, the gods are much more reasonable."

Gabriel fell limply to the ground.

The resolute and heroic cheeks are empty and fragile, like a sheet of thin ice, which will break at the touch of a touch.

"Boom!"

At this moment, an unexpected piano sound suddenly sounded in the lobby.

There was no one in front of the piano, and the broken crystals fell, covering the ground with silver dust.The warm and clear sound of the piano flows through the lobby like a gentle stream.Its melody flows slowly, echoing in the empty and dilapidated lobby space.

This scene is poetic and picturesque, adding elegance and mystery to the place.The piano becomes the soul of the lobby, and time stands still at this moment.

Gabriel's gaze suddenly turned to the piano, and her trembling body froze instantly.

The hearing is condensed and the eyes are fixed, as if the spirit has left the body and entered another world.The music reverberates in the air, conveying a wordless but sacred atmosphere that touches those who hear it.

"!"

Ryan's eyes widened.

Because, at this moment, a soft voice accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano slowly floated into his ears.

In the cracks of time, only the River of Sound is constantly flowing.

The hunter's body froze.

Even touching your fingertips has become a delusion.

The exploding mind was forced to accept the soft voice that slowly flowed into the spiritual world accompanied by the sound of the piano.

He said thus:
"Sins committed are not forgiven."

"Angels fall forever."

"repay."

"repay."

I don't know how long passed, and the sound of the piano gradually stopped.

"Ding——" the breeze blows over the wind chime, fresh and elegant.

"."

Among the ruins, in the silent desolation, the frail girl knelt weakly on the ground.Her pure and pure snow-white hair is like a cloud in the night sky, which contrasts with her crimson pupils.

The bare feet trampled on the broken stones, and the cold wind kissed and licked her skin, but it failed to shake her piety.

She was wearing a desolate white robe, like a flower in adversity, showing her suddenly strong soul even more.

She knelt down on one knee, clasped her hands tightly, and her soft fingertips gradually relaxed.Her eyes are focused and obsessed, as if she wants to penetrate the dilapidated world and reach the place of the gods.

The gentle sound of the wind danced around her, lifting her white hair and carrying her voice far away.

Her lips parted slightly, and her soft voice of prayer resounded faintly, spreading throughout the ruins like the end of the world.

What she called out was an unusual prayer, and there was a lonely but firm strength in her voice.

"Yes, my lord."

"."

Ryan tapped his head.

His voice is very gentle, but this method is extremely unreasonable and tough.

"." Taking a deep breath, Ryan didn't want to recall the feeling of being forcibly controlled by his body, only the feeling of being irresistibly powerful drilled into his head.

"clatter"

A pair of bare feet alternated lightly, landing on the rimmed marble.

Snow-colored long hair dances lightly.

The crimson eyes seemed to have shed the ice floes on the surface of the rock, and the indomitable thoughts were the projections in her eyes.

Ryan took another step back subconsciously.

For a moment, he didn't know what expression to make, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he put on a stiff smile.

The development of the matter has reached a situation that no one can predict, and everything is like an absurd comedy.

Ryan got some inspiration from the gods.

The key word is "payback".

"Look at her like this."

Gabriel came "aggressively".

Obviously, the gods also passed their final judgment on her.

Ryan's zombie face twitched violently.

He didn't give up on Gabriel completely.

And the reason why the angel rekindled hope is definitely "repayment".

"clatter!"

Ryan stood still.

In front of her, a beautiful girl with white hair and red eyes bullied her, and then she knelt down decisively on one knee!
The distance between the two is less than fifty centimeters.

Gently stroking the left chest with his palm, Gabriel slowly raised his head.

Ryan was condescending, looking at the angel like an elf in the daytime, with long snow-white hair falling from his shoulders like a waterfall, and a complex gleam in his delicate silky red eyes.

Her fair skin is like pure white jade, delicate and smooth, exuding a sweet breath like a spring breeze.

The dignified face has a clear outline, just like the perfection drawn by an artist, the chin and the delicate collarbone set off each other, and the beautiful radians and curves emerge in a delicate atmosphere.

Her posture of kneeling on one knee is like a work of art, awe-inspiring, like a beautiful picture scroll in a fairyland.

Everything fits like a fairytale.

"Lane Winster."

"Please, become my master."

"."

"."

Ryan took a deep breath.

What I thought in my heart was that Gabriel's brain was broken?I still know too much about Two-dimensional knowledge in Japan!
"Can you be normal?"

Gabriel's gaze was unwavering.

"I mean"

"Would you like to fight again?"

"I really can't forgive you?"

Lane saw Gabriel's cheek seem to move.

"Don't joke with me, master."

Gabriel seemed to grit his teeth.

"host"

Ryan's complexion changed, his face darkened, and he fled decisively.

"Shit! I knew it would be like this!"

"shit!"

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In the cold ward, a faint light casts from the ceiling, illuminating the whole room.

On the white walls, there are smooth and cold tiles on one side, exuding a cold breath.

The hospital bed was quietly placed in the center of the room, and the metal bed frame looked heavy and sturdy.The floor at his feet was covered with cold tiles, silently reflecting the faint light.

Rebecca's little head was covered with cold sweat.

Her eyes stared at the man in front of the bed.

"My injury has healed."

"To be precise, since a certain moment, the mysterious power remaining on the wound began to slowly dissipate."

She tilted her head, her eyes were strange, and Ryan's face couldn't help but twisted under such eyes.

The bed sheet was a sheer, white cloth, thinly covering the mattress.Soft pillows lie quietly on the head of the bed.

The girl was half lying down, her hair was scattered, reflecting her somewhat pale skin.

Emilia stared at the transparent and cold infusion bottle, the liquid inside was flowing slowly, making a faint ticking sound.

The wall clock on the wall walked quietly, every second seemed to be a silent reminder, making the atmosphere of the dead ward even more embarrassing.

The silver-haired doctor's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced behind Ryan.

"So, what's the situation now."

Emilia looked at the silent Ryan and the white-haired girl behind him.

"She's going to follow."

"I thought you would skin her." Emilia had a strange expression.

"I'm going to do it, I just cut off her wings."

Ryan let out a sigh of relief, feeling a little headache.

"and then?"

Rebecca asked curiously.

Emilia was near the corner of the hospital bed, and there was a simple table with several thick medical reports and medicine bottles on it.In the transparent medicine bottle, the cool medicinal liquid gleamed faintly, exuding a faint medicinal smell.

Holding the report, she squinted her eyes: "I want to know more, can the things that were taken by her be returned?"

"it's out of the question."

Suddenly, a lingering female voice said.

It was Gabriel standing at the door of the ward.

Like a holy female knight, she stood behind Ryan and said in a cold and indifferent voice:

"That's the mark of Lucifer."

"Although I don't know what conspiracy the devil has."

"But the longer it's been with you, the less stable it becomes."

Gabriel lowered his hand and said, "Perhaps, it can play a role at a critical moment. But if you need to pay a price, how should you make a choice?"

Demons only do self-interested transactions, never charity.

Hearing this, Emilia looked at Ryan.

Hunter shook his head.

"Gabriel, angel."

At this time, Rebecca spoke.

She seemed free and easy, she didn't seem to care about the grudge of being seriously injured by Gabriel and robbing the mark.

She leaned against the head of the bed safely.

"You were not as gentle as you were when you tore my chest."

"I want to know what made you kill yourself, and what changed your attitude."

Rebecca looked at Gabriel.

Finally, his eyes moved slowly, staring at Ryan, and added: "And, why do you call this man. Master."

Rebecca looked strange.

As soon as these words came out, Gabriel's body trembled, and his eyes began to avoid.

Ryan tilted his head.

"You explain it, or do I?"

trouble!

Very troublesome!
When he was in the hotel, he had already escaped from Gabriel at a very fast speed, but he didn't expect that she, who had lost the power of an angel, would still be able to catch up.

Normally speaking, the office building would intercept her.

But I don't know what she said to the operators, which made her travel unimpeded.

Ryan vaguely guessed something.

But dare not think about it.

He has a bad voice and is very helpless.

"Don't bother you to open the golden mouth, my master."

Gabriel had no expression on his face, his teeth were closed, and he almost squeezed out such a sentence from his lips.

"Oh--"

Emilia narrowed her eyes with a smile.

But there is always something meaningful in the sight of Ryan.

"This is my atonement."

Gabriel took a deep breath and bowed towards Rebecca.

"When I took Lucifer's mark, my prejudice against you occupied my mind, and I made an unwise move. It caused you harm."

"So, God, punished me."

Speaking of this, Gabriel's voice sank.

"Until Lane Winston forgives me, I will no longer be an angel."

"I would like to be his servant."

"That's everything."

Gabriel raised her head, her delicate face returned to calm, and she looked at Rebecca on the bed.

"Ms. Bronsheed, Gabriel apologizes to you."

She bent down and saluted.

"Small wound."

Rebecca didn't care, or rather, she had something to care about.

This injury is indeed not serious for her, it's just that the mysterious power left on the wound is a bit tricky, but as this power dissipates, her [monster] physique is recovering rapidly.

"As for not forgiving you."

Rebecca had a scary smile on her face.

"Gabriel, Miss Angel."

"That was Ryan Winster's decision, and my forgiveness will do nothing."

"So aggressive." Ryan's mouth twitched.

Rebecca's meaning was very simple. Ryan Winster was a person who hated troubles. If a "forgive" could get rid of the servant who got in the way, he would never cherish his saliva.

But the current situation is that Gabriel is closely following him.

"God is so sweet, huh."

Rebecca said.

"Lucky hit."

Ryan couldn't understand, so he stopped listening.

He wondered now, what could the angel Gabriel, who had lost his powers, do to help?

fight?

She is so weak now.

Do you really do housekeeping?

"Raphael must like you very much."

"With you, she might be able to escape the fate of the rice cook."

Lane said.

With a sigh, he remembered the business.

The angel left the Kingdom of God just for Lucifer's mark, and this incident can only be regarded as a small episode.

The main theme is the haze that hangs over the sky.

"How long?"

He tapped on his earphones.

"One hour, Operator Winster."

The agency operator cleared his throat.

Ryan looked at Rebecca.

"Attend, no problem."

Girl pulls out the needle.

(End of this chapter)