The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Ruzius had practiced methods of concealing his emotions in the temple, so all his thoughts had not been caught by Arecio. After Arecio watched Qiangwei, before he got up from the ground, he heard the doorbell.

Ruzius looked down at the time.

"The coffin repairer seems to have come."

"???"

"You wait." Arecio looked solemn, he thought he had heard it wrong.

"You ask someone to come... to fix the coffin?"

"Yeah." Ruzius saw that Arecio really didn't mean to continue playing with him, so he straightened his collar and affirmed, "Isn't the lid broken? The best repair shop and designer will not be damaged. The appearance of this precious cultural relic can also be customized for a coffin butler."

Arecio looked dumbfounded.

"...Little butler?"

Why do you need a small butler to sleep in a coffin? !

"You can record visitors, you can also monitor the quality of sleep in real time, there are waveforms of breathing and heartbeat..." He stopped halfway, and looked up at Arecio.

Arecio looked at him indifferently.

"Two straight lines, understand?" He said indifferently, "Whether it is breathing or heartbeat, there are two straight lines, understand?"

"..."

"After it's repaired, move to your room."

"…Ok."

The doorbell rang tremblingly after a while. Arecio does not intend to continue chasing the neurosis. On a rare day off, he might as well play two games with a newly bought game console. The newly bought machine was still sent by Andre, and it was finally for all ages. Arecio poked a highly rated horror game to open it.

The living room was filled with the sounds of howling ghosts and wolves for a while.

He was playing enthusiastically, and he seemed to come over in the middle of his neurosis, asking the coffin housekeeper's set questions, such as how to respond when a visitor comes. Arecio focused on the game and replied casually:

"Why are they bothering when they are in the coffin, and let him go."

"Do you hear that?"

[Hello, you have been asleep for 345 years. 】

[There were 38 visitors during the period, and they have already followed your instructions to get them all gone. 】

Arecio shook his hand, and the character in the game was completely overwhelmed by the mobs.

He started another round angrily, still in that familiar place for attracting strangers, and his neuropathy came again.

"It's almost repaired, you go in and lie down?"

He concentrated on fighting monsters and asked casually.

"Slide and flip?"

"Smart lift."

"???"

The game characters are once again overwhelmed by mobs.

I couldn't stay at home anymore. With such a coffin-loving neurosis, Arecio had to take the game record of his deaths countless times to take refuge in the center. At least until the coffin is completely repaired, he won't go back, which means he won't be able to go back until around dinner.

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He walked in from the front entrance of the childcare center, all the way to his room in the center. This road needs to pass the medical office. When he passed there, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Heng. The divine plover, who always has candy in his pocket, is about to head to the dangerous place of the temple. This is of course Zhu Heng's own choice, and he still wants to do something for Zhu Heng.

He sent a message to Marshal Olsen, and was about to go directly to the military headquarters, but was suddenly attracted by the silhouettes in the medical department.

The medical department of the nursery center will be on duty on weekends, but the breath I feel now is very strange to Arecio. He remembered that the military department seemed to have stated that it would arrange for personnel to be stationed in the center, but now it is a rest day. Normally, it should be a working day before officially taking office, right?

He walked in quietly, and lightly buttoned the open door.

"Do you want to see a doctor? If you need to use the instrument, you need to wait. The staff went to eat..." The blond young man sitting at the desk raised his head and got stuck when he saw Arecio.

"A... Your Royal Highness Alessio?!"

He has a pair of very pure green eyes with shiny blonde hair. His looks are not eye-catching, but it makes people particularly comfortable. He got up from his seat a little awkwardly, closed the opened file with one hand, and there were a lot of materials on the table. He tried to clean up the table to refresh the table, but failed.

"Ten. I'm very sorry, it's too messy..."

He was embarrassed for a while, suddenly remembered something, and took the initiative to take out his optical brain to connect with Arecio.

"I'm not a suspicious person, you can check my information! I am Noah. I originally served in the military. After this incident..." Thinking of the disaster before, he showed some sadness, and then reluctantly Energetic, "Some military personnel will be assigned to suitable positions to ensure the safety of the center. The medical department is of great importance, and I will be the head of the medical department in the future."

"It was supposed to arrive on a working day. I wanted to get familiar with it first, so I came here early."

Arecio suddenly lowered his gaze when he saw Noah, and his gaze fell on the files on the desktop.

"But to be honest, I really don’t have the confidence to do as well as Doctor Zhu.” Noah smiled bitterly. “Although Doctor Zhu was convicted, I still have to say that he is very dedicated to every dark creature and has his own independence. Files and records. For successors like me, these records have helped a lot."

Seeing that Arecio hadn't responded for a long time, he suddenly panicked.

"I'm very sorry, I just said dejected words in front of you, I..."

Arecio shook his head, saying it was okay. His gaze skipped over the carefully compiled files, and then stayed on Noah's face. He suddenly raised his hand, waved in front of the opponent's eyes, and the clear emerald eyes moved flexibly with his hand.

"Alessio... Your Highness?"

"Nothing, thanks for your hard work, I will let those kids rest in peace."

Arecio smiled and made a request in the grateful eyes of the other party.

"By the way, can you draw some blood for me?"

This afternoon, Arecio did not play games. After drawing blood from the nursery center, he took the tube of blood directly to the military headquarters, and met with Zhu Heng by the way. He saw that Zhu Heng was in a good state of mind, at least better than he thought, so he gave the tube of blood to Zhu Heng with confidence, and set off on his way home.

The blood of the blood race is very special, such a small amount is not enough to complete the initial embrace, but it is enough to protect your life at the critical moment.

He was actually in a good mood. After returning home, the man who repaired the coffin had already left. He saw the neuropathy cooking dinner in the kitchen, so he teleported through the refrigerator skillfully, stretched out his hand and waved in front of the neuropathy's eyes.

The sage's eyes remained motionless, seemingly staring at the cutting vegetables intently, but Yu Guang was paying attention to Arecio.

"Make trouble, you do it?"

Humph.

"Not fun at all, not as good as Noah."

The hand of the saint cutting vegetables stopped, and finally turned his head to ask.

"…Who?"

"Remember it too, Noah." Arecio stole a piece of bacon from the bacon he was cutting, and said as he chewed, "I saw him at the nursery center today and he was transferred from the military department. I remember. Did you have a good relationship before? By the way, he can see with his eyes."

The blind prophet of the temple, Noah.

"But..." Arecio stole another piece of meat and continued happily, "Now it seems to have abandoned the gods to go to medicine."

"...That's great." The saint continued to chop the vegetables, and patted Alessio's extended hand.

"Huh? What does it mean to be great? Isn't he a divination?"

"Yes, but Noah's divination was not accurate once."

"…what?"

"Really, I never got it right. I had to take a crystal ball to set up a stall in the market to maintain my life.

"..."

"But it shouldn't be like that anymore. Didn't you find a job in a childcare center?"

Arecio knew this inside story for the first time, he was speechless for a while, and suddenly heard the neuropathy continue:

"Actually, what I care more about is not whether he has changed careers, but... the collective return of so many souls." His chopping hands stopped, his eyes drooping, "Areci, we have known since childhood, people There is no reincarnation."

Yes, since its recovery, Arecio has experienced many interesting works of this era, whether it is games or movies. In some cases, the concept of "reincarnation" has been mentioned. The dead souls will return to their loved ones again through reincarnation. But in the world ten thousand years ago, even the children on the side of the road knew that the soul of the dead would no longer appear in the form of a living person, but would forever linger on the bank of the river of Styx with infinite space.

Therefore, people took pity on the dead and created the festival "Resurrection Day". On this day, people will put on the masks of the dead and hold various activities on the streets, hoping that on this day, the souls of the dead can return to the earth and enjoy short-term happiness. After that, the festival became bigger and bigger, and the carnival was added to the resurrection in the future. The day before was a feast for the dead, and the day after it became a celebration for the living.

Arecio has always felt that these two festivals are very gentle, and the boundaries between life and death have been blurred in these two days, leaving only endless joy.

"Around us, the dead souls rise up against the Styx, and finally come to us again."

"Areci, someone who can manipulate such a huge chessboard..."

The sage's eyes were a bit sharp.

"Only God."

Arecio's heart tightened, and the gods had already escaped, so he couldn't easily interfere in the world. And being able to both reach out and act on the supreme law of life and death is by no means an ordinary god, and it is likely to be traced back to those of the primordial age. Such gods all took the initiative to send the souls of the past to them, showing an attitude of full support. The enemies they will face are probably also...

He heard the saint smile slightly, and lowered his head, a piece of cut bacon had been handed in front of him. The saint's distinct fingers pinched the piece of bacon and shook it, Arecio instinctively opened his mouth to bite, tugged, and couldn't move.

"..."

The dog is still a crazy dog!

He had been irritated, and was about to pull the bacon forward unconsciously. He pushed the bacon forward and pushed it into his mouth, rubbing his fingertips across his lower lip.

"It's still early, don't think too much, go to the living room and wait for the meal." Ruzius seemed to have nothing happened, still bowed his head and chopped vegetables calmly, not forgetting to remind, "Remember to send a message to Alice, where she is. It seems that we have tickets for the premiere."

Premiere...

"Hitomi finished the movie?"

"Well, it's under review now, but internal tickets have already begun to be distributed."

That really needs to be seen. Arecio was distracted by the new news in a second, and the neuropathy was right. Even if they had a strange mission, that was something God needed to worry about. God can't come to the earth, and Alessio is confident, as long as he is below the gods, he can hit everything.

He swayed to the living room, and in the kitchen, the regular chopping sound suddenly stopped.

The saint raised his right hand and licked his fingertips.

In the repair storehouse, Theo opened the heterochromatic pupil. He felt a strange liquid full of energy around him, so after the initial tension, he gradually relaxed again. He has extraordinary attainments in spiritual power. When he closed his eyes and combed his spiritual power, he unexpectedly got some common sense memories.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes again and rang the call bell from the inside according to the method he remembered.

Immediately a staff member came to open the repair warehouse, and when he was properly packed and half leaning on the back of the hospital bed, another half an hour passed. He calmly watched the staff member busy for him, and smiled gently.

"Thanks for your hard work."

However, in the next second, the mental power he released had already cut off the opponent's neck. Blood spattered out of the canopy, and he stretched out his hand to the blood, intending to plunder, but something that surprised him happened. The blood splashed on the ground one after another, staining the snow-white ward into a dazzling scarlet.

In the mess, he stared at his hand blankly. Suddenly, he felt severe pain in his heart, and he had to gasp to relieve the pain, and then he realized that he was breathing.

…Breathe? That was how many years ago.

The pain reached its peak, and he pressed his chest with one hand, where some black branches were swaggering open. These branches and leaves grew out through his fingers, and when they were gradually able to be seen by him, a red blood rose suddenly appeared. Seeing this familiar rose, he was stunned for a while.

"Mr. Theo!" The woman's voice sounded, and he looked up at the door. The woman in the white dress ignored the mess and ran towards him briskly.

"Sir, now you can't do it yourself, why don't you call me and let me do it for you?"

Theo ignored her at all, just clutching the rose tightly, shaking all over.

He remembered!

The blood clan with black hair and red eyes raised the black sickle coldly, and the bright sun shone from above their heads, one was favored, and the other was burned. He threatened, bemoaned, and his desire to survive made him exhaust all methods in the last few seconds, but the deep rosy eyes did not waver at all.

—That killed him, his child.

Arecio!