The sacred right side of a certain comic

"Brother, your hands?"

Bright red blood flowed down the mottled wall, and the sweet and pure voice behind him restored Roy's consciousness, and his slab face showed a gentle smile again, and quickly turned around and said, "... Sorry to scare you, Lola! I was a little irritated by the content of that book just now, and when I came back to my senses, it became like this. "

Roy nodded with his mouth and gestured to the Book of 777 on the table.

As an older brother, he can't pass on his troubles to his sister, and he is the one who will perfectly fulfill the duties that come with his identity.

It was a highly toxic original book of the Magic Dao, just like a book that recorded the 'essence of the evil god', and the stupid person was fine when he saw the occult knowledge recorded on the surface, but the smarter the person, the more he could dig into the ideas belonging to Aresta in this book, and the more he was eroded by the deep and terrifying venom.

"Aresta. Crowley..."

Lola. Stuart saw the author's name on the written note, her azure eyes as pure as the sea flashed a trace of haze, and even the pure and sweet voice became low, "... You still don't read what this garbage man writes, brother, you will be poisoned by it. "

Since childhood, Lola will have a deep resentment in her tone when she mentions 'Aresta', when Roy thought that Lola hated Aresta for forgetting their brothers and sisters, leaving them alone, but after listening to Evas's words, Roy felt that Lola's resentment towards Aresta should have a deeper meaning.

"Oh, bad, brother, your hands are still bleeding..."

Some natural girls seemed to react at this time, and when they saw that the blood on Roy's hands was still flowing slowly, they hurriedly found a roll of gauze.

World War I had just ended, and this kind of military supplies that could be used on the front line were easy to find in London, so Lola found scissors and carefully cut off a section of gauze, gently and carefully wrapped around Roy's right hand.

Roy lowered his head, his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of the girl, he looked at Lola's gorgeous and beautiful blonde hair scattered messily on the ground, the delicate face expression was very serious, the slender hands were like a faint warm jade, so carefully wrapped the wound on his hand with gauze, just——

"Lola, I advise you to keep your kindness and never do work related to nurses."

Roy looked at his bloated hands wrapped in tears and laughter, and always felt that after being entangled by those gauze, his aortic arteries were strangled, which would be strange if he could stop the bleeding.

If it is on the front line of the battlefield, it is estimated that those soldiers did not die in the battle with the enemy, and they will eventually be strangled by Lola with gauze.

"Oops? Is my technology really that bad? Obviously, I was taught..."

Lola's eyes wandered, not daring to look at Roy, her delicate face showed a faint red, the whole person looked very weak-hearted, stupidly showing an embarrassed smile like a stupid goose.

"Who taught you the bandaging technique?"

"Not far away, Sister Ella in the Puritan church."

"I can still trust Sister Ella's bandaging technique, she shouldn't teach you to bandage like this."

Roy glanced at his weird right hand wrapped in gauze again, and said mockingly.

"Is my bandaging technique really that bad, brother, aren't you joking?"

Lola opened her mouth slightly, a surprised look on her face.

Roy directly rolled his eyes and had to say that his sister Lola. Stua's unique time is really a natural stay, staying until he doesn't understand it at all.

"The bread is going to be cold, and the bread will not taste good when it is cold and hard, so I will bring it over."

Maybe it was a little embarrassed by Roy's expression, Lola pulled up her long skirt and stood up to get today's dinner, but because of the poor blood circulation caused by kneeling on the ground for too long, she accidentally stepped on her long hair that was almost the same height as her when she stood up, and her feet were unstable, if not for Roy supporting her, it is estimated that Lola would have fallen directly to the ground.

Seeing Lola stupidly run into the small kitchen, Roy was amused.

This is the sister who has lived with him for more than ten years, a sister who is almost useless except for an incredibly beautiful face, she seems to be unable to do any work, maybe the only thing she can do is to raise her beautiful and cute smile to sell cute.

Dinner began at the old table in such a warm atmosphere, and saying that Lola was 'worthless' was not a malicious mockery, because she really couldn't do many things well, such as this simple dinner she made very average, the homemade jam was a little too sour, Roy was barely able to swallow.

But he won't complain about anything, it's not the twenty-first century, in London just after the war, two poor children can eat a little jam is already a very happy thing, more than ten years of hard life has made Roy have long learned simplicity.

After dinner, Lola went to clean up the house, although she was very diligent, but she was very busy, such as plates and bowls, Roy did not dare to let her touch, if accidentally broken, they would probably have to use their hands to grasp the food for a long time.

And in the leisure time after dinner, Roy walked to the bookcase and casually pulled out a book from it.

As if remembering something, he asked Lola, who was busy, "... Any news today? "

Lola, who was cleaning the table and accidentally hit her knee and cried out for pain, heard Roy's question, and after thinking about it, she said: "... Sister Ella said that the warring countries seemed to be meeting. "

Because the two brothers and sisters received a lot of care from the church when they were young, they are qualified believers, and they always go to the church to do some volunteer work to help others when they have free time.

"Paris..."

Roy muttered.

At this time, Roy was already thinking about whether to find a way to move to North America, and the safest place in the first half of the twentieth century should be there, where other countries were more or less wars.

However, there are still more than ten years before the start of the war, maybe by then he has become a powerful magician, enough to save himself and his sister in the war, so Roy is not in a hurry.

He looked at the book in his hand for a while, then closed it, turned to the cover and saw the author of the book, Aresta. Crowley.

This book is not a magic book, but a thoroughly functional novel.

In Roy's few memories, Aresta. Crowley is the ultimate boss who stands behind a curtain and seems to play the whole world in the palm of his hand, but in fact Aresta. Crowley is an extremely sullen uncle, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is ''.

Aresta's life is extremely chaotic, with many lovers, a love of telling strange jokes, and wandering among women.

It's just that Aresta doesn't have any respect and sanctity for 'love', and in this room there are letters from Aresta to Roy's mother, and from the words of those letters, you can know that the reason why Aresta has this idea is because he is too handsome.

That's right, Aresta is because he is too handsome, he can easily capture women's hearts with his appearance, and for him, getting a woman is as simple as eating and drinking water, so he doesn't care about women, even if he has an illegitimate child.

(Note: I didn't make it up, Aresta in the original book is such a person.) ）

"This pathetic, hateful face-looking world!!"

Roy snorted sadly, before he crossed over, it was difficult for him to find a girlfriend, and he really couldn't do it now.

However, after seeing himself in the mirror, the lemon planted in Roy's heart quickly changed from sour to sweet, and he didn't seem to have to be jealous after inheriting Aresta's excellent genes.

"Even Aresta has the limitations of the times, what broken things these novels write, and the small texts of the Celestial Empire that I have read are completely incomparable, even if I write them now, it is better than what he wrote."

Roy shook his head and shoved the novel in his hand back into the shelf, Aresta loves to write strange little articles, but he really doesn't write well, and no publisher wants to publish it and no publisher is willing to do a loss-making business, and in the end, it was Aresta himself who funded the publication of the novel.

After correcting his mood, Roy returned to his workbench, and he took a deep breath and took out a book from the bottom of the desk.

This book is a true forbidden book, a book feared by magicians of all faiths.

Roy looked at the name on the cover of the book—

The Book of Law (Law.of.the.Thelema

).