The moon is like a silver platter, hanging for half a day.

Whitewater Square was bathed in silver moonlight, adding a layer of holiness to the rally. On the high platform in the center of the square, Father Miró was speaking his opening remarks. Behind him, Vera raised her little face and looked alone at the night sky. On both sides of the platform, eight cross-knights in red cloaks stood with their swords, and the night wind blew the striking bright red cloak, reflecting the silver armor sword, and the majesty was born.

Below, a full thirty-eight Crusader swordsmen formed a fan-shaped formation, which was a boundary that separated the people from the high platform. Outside, the square is maintained by the hundred infantry soldiers of the Deep Sea Scale. Even so, the people still squeezed their heads and wanted to move forward, so that they could see the saint.

"Almost." Vera softly interrupted Father Miro's stinky, long, red tape opening remarks.

Father Miró raised his head and shouted his name to hide the slight embarrassment on his face, and finally said, "Now Miss Vera, please bring us God's revelation!" ”

Thunderous applause.

Vera was still dressed in black, with only a short cloak draped over her shoulders, trimmed with carved lace at the edges, fastened with a silver coat of arms with a cross painted in red enamel. She walked forward, her skirt fluttering like flames, until she reached the front of the stage. The people in the square could not help but call her name in unison, chanting the holy name of the Lord. Some people even burst into tears and fainted with excitement.

At the climax of the call, Vera raised her arm and pointed at the night sky and the silver moon.

The call stopped.

"I see three rivers converging in the shape of a fork...... she said in a low, somewhat hoarse voice. The wind carried her voice through the square, and everyone pricked up their ears and refused to say a word from her.

Vera actually made a revelation as soon as she came to power, and dared to ask who would dare to interrupt in such a situation?

"On the banks of the Three Forks, the nightingale fell on the broken moon tree and wept."

"The Lord says that evil is growing in this land, and demons are murmuring, and they are brewing conspiracy." Vera's arm moved, pointing in the direction of the Trifurcats River outside the city: "If sin is not stopped, Ark Harbor will become a city of sin, never shrouded in the light of the Lord, a land of eternal evil!" ”

There was a burst of exclamations in the square, and someone shouted, "Please tell us, Miss Vera." Where are the demons, and what evil are they brewing? ”

"It was a place of sin covered with ivy, and I saw ghosts lingering in it. Veiled ladies wept in the fire, while ignorant children slept in deep wells. I also saw the sinful father, cursing the world with the most vicious words and slitting his own throat with a dagger that took the blood of the innocent. Yet there is a deeper darkness in there. And...... Waiting for those to be rescued. Vera said in a prophetic tone, "This is what the Father of Heaven has shown me to see." ”

"I know, that's the house of the murderer!" In the east corner of the square, a man who climbed onto the stone sculpture shouted: "By the Three Forks River, the broken moon tree." And the gloomy house crawling with green vines and the pattern of the weeping nightingale, isn't it the home of the wicked man of Hambo? The bastard burned his wife to death in the cellar, sank his two-year-old child into a well, and killed several innocent neighbors who heard the cries for help before committing suicide. That's right, that's Hambo's house, and the devil is there! ”

It was already ten years ago that the homicidal man Hanbo moved from the city to live by the Three Forks River because of a mental illness. But in the end, he still did not escape the fate that seemed to be cursed, and Han Bo killed his wife and children with his own hands, and even several innocent neighbors were implicated. In the end, there were only a few abandoned manors left in the area, and some people say that when they crossed the Three Forks River in the middle of the night, they could still hear Hamber's loud curses and the cries of his wife and children.

There is no place more full of sin than there.

The sound of discussion spread louder and louder in the square. I don't know who shouted, "Let's go and eradicate evil." So the people echoed, and when they heard the noise, Vera looked back at Father Miro: "That's it." ”

"You must be a natural actor." So said the priest.

On the banks of the Three Forks, a moon tree that had been cut in two by lightning had already emitted tender green leaves, and there were no nightingales to patronize the poor old tree, but a few crows made it their home. In a gloomy house in front of the tree, a warm candle flame was lit in the direction of the bedroom. A crow flew out of the window, and the figure of a man in a robe was reflected in his red eyes.

Giles sat down on the bed and reached out to run his hand over Jora's face. Her skin was so smooth that it was like fine satin. Shocked and angry, Jora cried out, "What are you doing, Gilles? Let go of me, oh my God, what's wrong with you! ”

"The moon is round tonight, isn't it?" Gilles didn't answer, but looked out the window. The moonlight shone on his face, making him as pale as a vampire: "People always say that the full moon is full of magic. I think it's the same, like at this moment, I know something shouldn't be happening. But I long for it to happen, just as I desire to get your body. ”

"What do you say? Gilles, are you crazy, I'm your father's sister! Jora's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe that the man in front of her was the nephew she had seen since she was a child.

"Am I crazy? Maybe. No one looks up to me, not so much for my father, and not for you. You all think that Eren is more suitable for me as an earl, right? Otherwise, how could my father have made me an alliance with him and curry favor with him in every possible way? And you, who have been engaged to the son of Iron Gun Hoy, still miss him. After all, you're just a slut, pretending to be a saint. Gilles reached out and lifted Jora's face, licked her lips and said, "It's a pity that Alan can't taste you, and neither can Hoy's son." Tonight, only I can be your man. ”

"Shut up! How can you say such outrageous words! ”

"Of course it's okay for me to shut up, as long as I don't have time to talk. And then, I was really not in the mood to say anything more. Is that right? Gilles' hand slid down and pulled Jora's neckline. From this point of view, the peaks and mountains are tall and beautiful. He took a deep breath and looked down to kiss Fangze.

Jora mustered all her strength and slammed her head on Gilles's forehead, causing him to scream and fall out of bed. Ruola snorted coldly: "Look at your weak and impenetrable appearance, and you still call yourself a man? ”

"You slut!" Giles clutched his forehead and jumped up angrily, slapping Jora in the face, swelling half of her cheeks.

Jora spat out blood: "What, is that all you have is the strength?" You have the ability to kill me, you coward! ”

[It's the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again, and the beautiful scenery of the good day is not disappointed.] Ladies and gentlemen, spend a full moon tonight. It's time to make an appointment with a cool girl to go shopping, eat, and talk about life O(∩_∩)Oha! ]