The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: Morgana

“Kyle…” Through the veil, Morgana looked at the statue on a church and read out the name.

In Demacia, there will be a temple of light in every place, and there will only be one god enshrined in the temple, and that is the patron saint of Demacia, the patron saint of flying wings.

It was an image of a female angel with her whole body in armor and wings on her back. She held a long sword and pointed it at the ground. Her appearance and expression could not be seen under the helmet, but anyone would subconsciously feel that she was using He stared at all the evils that happened on the ground with awe-inspiring eyes.

Morgana just looked at the temple for a while, then left.

It doesn’t make sense to watch too much. She doesn’t need to go through the temple to feel the will of the Guardian God of Flying Wings.

Morgana knew better than anyone what the Winged Patronus was thinking.

Morgana dragged her dark long skirt and walked barefoot step by step on the muddy road after the rain, but the strange thing was that the mud didn’t stick to her long skirt mopping the floor, nor did it stick to it. Except for her bare feet, those white feet seemed to be stained with nothing, and they were always kept clean.

“Ah!” On the country road, two young men ran past Morgana, and one of them accidentally fell down and got his body covered in mud. He complained and got up from the ground, “Really Bad luck…”

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It is a kind of luck to be contaminated with filth. “Morgana said to the young man, “Being able to dye the mortal world means that you can also dye the color of others, and you can communicate and get along with others. ”

The young man stared blankly at the woman in front of him who suddenly told him something inexplicable. Before he could say anything, he was hurriedly dragged away by another partner: “Don’t talk to strangers! Do you want to be killed! ”

Morgana looked at the two people who were leaving, turned and left without saying anything.

When we came to a crossroads, there was a small statue of a god. The skill of the sculptor was not very good, and the statue was corroded by the rain. We could barely tell that the statue was carved with a veil and wings on his back. woman.

Although she also has wings on her back, this woman is not the patron saint of flying wings, but the veiled lady.

Not officially recognized by Demacia, but still acquiesced, a goddess who is widely circulated throughout Demacia and even abroad.

Morgana looked at the statue quietly.

“Do you like Ms. Veil too?” A girl suddenly asked beside Morgana.

Morgana turned her head to look, and the girl wearing a cloak to keep out the rain was very young and beautiful, her hair was tied into thick braids, and she was holding an egg basket in her hand. Although she looked rustic, she still couldn’t hide her Live the natural beauty of a girl.

“I like Lady Veil the most.” The girl put the egg basket under the statue, and prayed to the statue with her palms together, “Ms. Veil listens to my confession. I accidentally ate one of my sister’s creme brulee yesterday. It made her cry, but I swear that I will treat my sister well in the future and love her more than anyone else, for sure.”

Morgana looked at the girl who repented because of an insignificant incident, and asked, “Why don’t you go to the temple and repent to the Guardian God of Flying Wings?”

“Ah… because…” the girl scratched her face shyly, “The temple of the Guardian God of Flying Wings… is a bit scary, I feel that if I confess to her, the priests will definitely force me to take out a new creme brulee Give it to my sister.”

This is a very common value in Demacia – an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and the euphemistic name is justice.

“You don’t want to have a creme brulee with your sister?” Morgana asked.

“No… I’m saving money for her to go to school.” The girl picked up the egg basket, “My family doesn’t have much money, and my father and mother can only provide for my younger brother.Going to school, I have to save my sister’s tuition by myself. My younger brother and younger sister are very smart. Maybe I can become a teacher in the city in the future, and she will be able to bring our family into the city. ”

Morgana looked at the girl and said suddenly: “Ms. Veil will accept your confession.”

“Really? Thank you.” The girl smiled happily. “By the way, are you a foreigner? Do you have a place to stay tonight? My family runs a hotel. Would you like to come and stay at my house? I’ll give you a good price.”

Morgana shook her head at the girl who took the opportunity to solicit customers. She suddenly said, “I want to know about the murders that happened around here.”

“Murder?” The girl’s face turned pale, as if she was frightened, her eyes dodged, “Yes… I’m sorry… I don’t know very well… I have to go”

“Tell me.” A dark light flashed in Morgana’s eyes, and the same light appeared in the girl’s eyes.

The girl’s footsteps stopped, and she immediately began to say: “It happened half a year ago. Many people…died suddenly, some died in the suburbs, some died in the wheat field, some died on the loom… mold

It’s so…very scary…soldiers have come to investigate, and demon hunters have also come to investigate…but the murderer can’t be caught…”

Morgana was a little disappointed. What the girl said was basically all she had investigated in the past few days, and there was nothing extra to gain.

Just when Morgana was about to let the girl go, the girl suddenly said another sentence: “But…half a year ago…it happened to be…The House of Pleasure spread around here…I’ve been thinking…the two Will there be a relationship between…”

“House of Pleasure?” Morgana frowned.

She knew this name. It was a cult that had been circulating around Demacia for decades.

This cult is not a big threat, and its teachings are only about indulging one’s own desires. They rarely do things that hurt others. In addition, the people in the House of Pleasure hide themselves very deeply, so Demacia doesn’t care much.

Morgana once tried to eradicate this cult, but the members of the House of Pleasure were all deeply hidden, and it took a lot of time to deal with it. Morgana was attracted by other things, so she didn’t pay much attention to it.

She did not expect to hear the name of the House of Pleasure in this village where murders occur frequently.

“Why do you know about the House of Pleasure?” Morgana asked, this cult should be little known, at least ordinary people should have little chance to know about it.

“Because…because…” The girl suddenly laughed, with the corners of her mouth wide open. She lifted the cloak off her body, “I’m a believer.”

Under the cloak is the girl’s naked body, with transparent juice sliding down the inner thighs.

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If your desire is ugly, just put on a beautiful skin.

As long as you have a beautiful skin, people will love you, pity you, and try to understand you.

Then no matter what you do, you will be forgiven.

——House of Pleasure