The sacred right side of a certain comic

(I went to the gym today to exercise, my body is weak, I need to exercise well...) ）

With a light and pleasant voice, with the liveliness and sweetness of a girl, Roy, who was staring at the magic book in his hand with a serious face, let his facial muscles relax, revealing a gentle smile.

The beautiful voice outside the door that he had listened to for more than ten years, it was his sister.

When facing his sister, Roy will try his best not to show any distress and sorrow, but will show the happiest and most carefree side in front of her.

This is what a qualified older brother should do, and not let the cute and weak sister have any worries.

Roy's nature is such that he will do things perfectly that match his identity, and when he is an older brother, he will definitely become the best brother, and there will be no slack.

The old door was pushed open, and in the narrow gap, a bright light completely filled Roy's vision, it was a beautiful innocent girl.

The girl had long pale blonde hair that reached her ankles, as fine as fine sand by the beach, and in this old dim apartment, it also radiated a burning glow, bringing hope to Roy's restless heart.

"Lola, you're back."

Roy walked two steps quickly to the door, took the basket she was carrying from Lola's hand, touched her palm on her smooth blonde hair, and after seeing the faint dust that appeared in her palm, she said distressedly: "... Let's go and wipe your hair clean first. "

London at the beginning of the twentieth century was like a black factory, a veritable foggy capital, people walking on the streets quickly stained with a layer of dirty haze, and the houses here also need to regularly clean up the thick dust outside the house.

"Don't worry about your hair or anything, just if the food is not dirty."

Lola's slender and tender fingers carefully lifted the white cloth on the basket, the white cloth had also been stained with a layer of ash, and the bread and fruits under the white cloth were clean and warm, seeing this, Lola patted her gradually bulging Yuehun mouth with relief, and exhaled slightly.

Roy reached out to smooth the messy hair stuck on his sister's sweaty forehead, causing Lola to smile sweetly and innocently.

Lola. Crowley, Roy's twin sister, stayed away from his irresponsible father, and after his mother died of serious illness, the two brothers and sisters supported each other in this London, like two flames hugging each other, foaming at each other.

Roy stared at her sister, her eyebrows were picturesque, her beautiful face seemed to be a blooming flower, red lips were dotted on it, her blue eyes were like the most gorgeous sapphires, showing innocence and shyness, and her gradually growing facial features had their own flowers and moon appearance.

Unlike ordinary Western women, Lola does not have such too three-dimensional facial features, soft and more like Oriental women, porcelain doll-like jade skin white and flawless, transparent with a faint pink, blowing bombs can be broken.

Being stared at by Roy's gaze, the fifteen-year-old girl's cheeks gradually turned red, she turned her head embarrassedly, did not dare to meet Roy's gaze, her fingers grasped the white plain dress she washed, and whispered: "... Mrs. Mary next door gave me some more fruit today. "

"Well, Mrs. Mary takes care of us a lot, and I just help her write a few letters for such a trivial matter, her husband should be back from the front soon, we still don't want to trouble people in the future."

Mrs. Mary, a neighbor of the Roy siblings, was very enthusiastic, and she would always give Lola one or two of the fruit she bought so that their poor siblings could improve their food.

Roy and Lola did not live in an orphanage since childhood, their deceased mother left a sum of money, most likely left by their father Aresta, Roy, as a college graduate and working adult, he was careful and used that money to spend his childhood with Lola's age.

After that, Roy used his past and present knowledge to do some work to help people write letters, barely able to make ends meet, at a time when child labor was not allowed.

Although he is a traverser, today's world is no different from his impression in history, but Roy did not jump around like those predecessors who traveled through to make any major events that changed history, which is really related to his identity.

The identity of Aresta's son is not an honor in this era, but a complete talisman, as long as Roy does not want to go out and be killed by the magician, then it is still honest and heartfelt.

"Water and fruit should be enough, I'll make some jam, today we'll be a little more extravagant, let's spread the bread with jam."

Because of Roy's distraction, Lola thought that her brother had been staring at her, she grabbed the basket at hand and lowered her head, her steps hurriedly left Roy's sight like a gust of wind, and a look of shame appeared on her fair face.

Seeing this, Roy only smiled helplessly, but when Lola left him a back and saw the picture scroll on Lola's gorgeous blonde hair, the smile on Roy's face gradually disappeared.

On top of Lola's blond hair there is a layer of abstract painting like Picasso, like a boundless starry sky, deep and heavy, and in the 'mural' painted on the hair, Roy clearly sees a demon's face taking shape.

In the Middle Ages, it was said that a demon was hosted in a woman's hair, but now Lola has a terrible demon in her hair.

"Lola..."

Roy couldn't help but call out his sister's name.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Lola stopped and asked with a slight tilt of her head.

Although she is ashamed in her heart, but she does not want to turn a blind eye to her brother, the two have grown up together since childhood, tasting the warmth and coldness of the world, in Lola's heart, her brother is her only relative, is all in her life, even if there is a burning shyness in her heart, but any request for her brother, she will try to do it, do not want to disappoint him.

Roy didn't speak, just walked behind Lola step by step and hugged her soft body from behind, the two had enough height difference, lowered their heads and kissed her beautiful blonde hair.

Then, as if tentatively, Roy pronounced her name, "... Lola. Crowley. "

Suddenly, a heavy and oppressive aura gushed out from Lola's soft body, her azure innocent eyes dimmed, and a gloom that could never appear on the fifteen-year-old girl appeared on it, and even the corners of her mouth with a sweet smile opened and became evil and dark.

"I don't like the name, brother... I repeat, I want you to call me Lola. Stuart! "

After speaking, Lola walked into the small kitchen with heavy steps, carrying the basket.

Roy's eyes gradually narrowed, he bit his lip and suddenly turned around, and said to the empty air behind him: "... How should I save her? "

Behind Roy, a figure like light gradually emerged, that was an angel!