Arecio didn't know that the psycho had gone home on his own. He took a car directly to the childcare center, but was told that the psycho had already left. He stayed there in confusion for a while, gritted his teeth and planned to go home.

What a lunatic! Dad was taken aback by you!

The rain outside was still falling, but it was no longer fierce and became very dense. Somewhere in the air, Arecio seemed to be aware of something. He looked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and saw a glowing jellyfish-like shadow in the emerald rain curtain.

While floating on the sea, two of its long tentacles have fallen into the sea, causing some soul butterflies to float up, as if inviting the soul butterflies to dance together.

How did the soul butterflies reach such an upper level of the sea... Arecio was originally thinking about this question, but soon he recalled what I had told him, that these soul butterflies should have risen as a line of defense.

Then...is that shiny jellyfish also a line of defense?

Arecio stared at the dangling shadow expressionlessly. The shadow seemed to feel his sight. The translucent body tilted slightly in his direction, as if it was also observing him through the rain curtain. Suddenly, the shadow solidified.

, the eight tentacles danced for a while, and finally two of them covered his face with a "snap", making an expression similar to screaming.

Arecio: "..."

I feel like...running away.

The luminous jellyfish had already taken advantage of the rain and wind and was speeding towards the floor-to-ceiling window corridor! He first stuck himself on the glass and realized that he could actually pass through any material easily, so he decisively took off his tentacles and swam forward again.

, this time it passed through the special glass easily, and landed in front of Arecio with a faint glow.

The alarm device did not sound, and Arecio did not feel any malice, so he stood quietly and looked at the god in front of him.

Yes, this should be a god. He had experienced that sense of obscurity from Behemoth. Any god's favored person would also have this kind of wonderful atmosphere when they open their domain. There are rumors that this kind of

The atmosphere is created by divine power.

"Leviathan...?" he asked, "You seem to have recovered a lot. Is it because Lucy's strength is gradually increasing?"

[You don’t need to use honorifics to me.] Leviathan said, he seemed very happy, hanging upside down and going around behind Arecio, and then back again, like a child, always trying to use his translucent beard

Touching the top of his hair. However, as soon as Arecio glanced over, he immediately shrank down. After a while, he couldn't help but extend his tentacles again as if he was happy.

Arecio originally thought that the dark gods treated him differently because he was a powerful dark creature, but it seemed that was not the case now. Leviathan's attitude towards him was worse than that of Behemoth, who had hurriedly transformed into a pillar.

To be clear, it also made Arecio realize that he seemed to be somewhat different from these gods.

He didn't have much fear of the so-called gods, so he directly raised his head to ask, and complied with the gods' request without using honorifics.

"you know me?"

【You are the "fire".】

This word is not something that can be put on top of the head so easily. Aresio frowned slightly. He was about to ask further, but Leviathan shook his head slightly at him.

【I have an agreement with someone, so I can’t tell you more.】

Aresio's first reaction was that he was a former lich, and Psycho was not a guardian. It was really hard for him to imagine that Psycho would make any agreement with God.

"Is it Lucy?"

Leviathan didn't answer. He circled Arecio affectionately a few times, stretched out his tentacles, and touched the top of his hair.

【Looking forward to seeing you again.】

The Pillar of the Sea once again walked romantically in the void, passed through the glass, and came to the sea under the curtain of rain. Aresio subconsciously took two steps after him, knowing that Leviathan would not tell him more, but he still wanted to go.

Looking for a lunatic, he finally stopped and took a deep look at the gods who seemed to be dancing.

Thousands of years ago, there seemed to be an inner layer that he didn't know about. Maybe after the neurosis recovers all his memories, it can give him some answers. Thinking of the neurosis, Arecio didn't stop any longer, took an express car and returned home.

Arecio brought his own umbrella, so he didn't get wet even when he got out of the car. He hurriedly walked through the rain curtain that seemed to be getting denser and denser. There seemed to be a white shadow in front of him. He suspected that he was mentally ill and sped up to catch up.

"Nervous... Lucius!"

Amidst the sound of heavy rain, the saint still caught his voice and turned around. A few strands of his soaked platinum blond hair fell on his shoulders, and his sky-colored eyes looked a little foggy through a layer of water vapor.

Misty. He looked at Arecio, pursed his lips slightly, and turned back resolutely.

Arecio's head is now filled with questions. He admits that psychopathy can now be called pitiful and cute, but...

"Where's your umbrella?" Arecio hurried forward to meet him, and was about to expand his device to cover the already soaked lunatic. He was still angrily asking, "Which rental company's hover car?

Doesn’t it provide umbrella facilities?”

The Saint stretched out his hand to him, and Arecio thought he wanted the umbrella device, so he handed it over directly. Unexpectedly, the Saint did not take the device at all, avoided his hand, opened his arms, and hugged him directly

In arms.

"Click", the umbrella device fell to the ground. Arecio instantly felt the rain splashing on his head and body. His coat was wet and stuck to his body, but he couldn't care less. All his mind was already focused on this sudden hug.

.

This was the first time, outside of wartime, that he had close physical contact with a psychopath. The human heartbeat sounded a little faster. I don’t know if it was because of the rain or something else, but Ah had not eaten any blood food all day.

Lesio was a little hungry. He forced the thought out of his head and tried to move, and his body was immediately hugged tighter.

A breath hit the side of his neck, giving Arecio a ridiculous premonition that he was about to be hunted.

"Why did you get yourself into such a miserable situation?" he asked softly, "and you didn't even hold an umbrella."

"..."

All he responded to was a harder hug.

Arecio thought for a while, and I am afraid that the only thing that can affect the emotions of a psychotic person like this is the memory that gradually recovers.

"Did you remember anything again? It's all over."

His hand tried to pat the psycho's head from behind, but he couldn't reach it. He was not fully grown when he was transformed into a vampire, and there was a slight gap in height from the psycho. He tried hard for a few times, got discouraged, and patted him instead.

Neurotic back.

"Go back, it's still raining." He tried to tear the psychosis off his body, but the psychosis wouldn't come off even if he beat him to death. In the end, Arecio was almost angry when he suddenly heard a soft sound in his ear.

of laughter.

Arecio: "..."

I'll beat you to death, you lunatic!

He almost pulled out the sickle from the shadow, but Neurosis let go of his hand decisively, but his eyes still stayed on him. The feeling that had been almost forgotten ten thousand years ago came back again, and it was clear that Neurosis's eyes were the color of the refreshing sky.

Sometimes looking at him made him feel as if he was being burned.

"Where did your memory come back?" Arecio became a little suspicious.

The saint immediately lowered his eyes, and his original smile disappeared.

"Restore to...I received news of your death."

"..." Arecio was silent for a moment, "Actually, about my death..."

"I know, and I can tell from your previous attitude, that between Theo and you, you will definitely win. But that doesn't stop me from thinking about how serious the injury was that gave Theo the confidence.

Proclaim to the outside world that you are dead."

"..." Arecio couldn't say anything to comfort him for a moment. He doesn't remember bad things very well. Although it was extremely critical to break up with Theo that time, Theo failed to kill him and ran away.

.In order to stabilize his power, Theo declared to the outside world that he was dead. This is normal.

He curled up to recuperate, and he was almost half recovered. He thought about spending the carnival with the psycho again. He had already broken his promise once, so he didn't want to break his promise again anyway, so he took a huge risk and went to the carnival the next year.

Found the neurosis.

"I went to find you the next year. As soon as I woke up, I went to find you. That day happened to be the Carnival." Aresio raised his head and looked at the saint with deep rose-colored eyes, seeming to be quite satisfied with what he did.

Proudly, he showed a little fang.

"You will be able to remember it slowly later, so the news of death is just fake news released by Theo. The moment I saw you again, I was very happy. I slept for a full year. During this year,

My old friend was surrounded and suppressed in the Sea of ​​the Dead, and Theo dominated the Vampire Clan... these are all things I learned later."

"But you are still there, at least you are still there. The remaining soul butterflies in the Sea of ​​the Dead told me that you even tried to help my friend. Although you failed to prevent her death in the end, I still thank you."

After he finished speaking, he smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

"Originally I kept saying that I would not reveal it, but that I would let you think of it yourself, but now I seem to have said it almost. In fact, when I said that at the beginning, it was also mixed with a little selfishness on my part. I was a little afraid that you would think of it, and that you would think of something.

, and then turned against me just like they did thousands of years ago."

"I don't even know why you want to tear up the agreement between us. Did I do something wrong? Or what happened again? Why don't you talk to me directly? I'm not a person who can't listen, as long as you

Tell me, no matter how absurd it is, I will believe it.”

Lucius' eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the vampire standing in front of him. The rain seemed to make the red eyes more vivid. The vampire looked at him, then lowered his eyes in frustration, and apologized to him.

"I'm sorry, you haven't recovered your memory yet. I shouldn't have poured out my negative emotions on you who know nothing about it."

"……prophecy."

"What?"

"The prediction of rain of fire, Noah sacrificed his life for me at the carnival when you didn't come."

He didn't plan to tell Arecio right now that he had recovered all his memories. That might cause Arecio to be wary and unfamiliar with him, which he absolutely didn't want to see. What he wanted was something gentler and gentler.

To get closer to each other, just as they had done before when they lived together.

But he will never tolerate misunderstandings with Arecio. He kept silent ten thousand years ago because he was the only one who knew about the Fire Rain prophecy. He wanted to try to save it, so he couldn't die. But he was also entering the second plan.

Before, before pulling Arecio into a coffin to prepare for ten thousand years of sleep, he confided the doomsday prophecy to Arecio.
To be continued...