Chapter 809 - 15.28

"He is amazing, right? He is my beloved Duke Damien of Delcostro. He is the man who shows me that a vampire can be good too, and a saint… can be evil."

Han Shun turned his head to the left when he heard the voice. He looked up when he saw the man was very tall, possibly ahead taller than the pale Duke, while Han Shun was only at his chest level.

The man had blonde hair and blue eyes. But looking at his young face, he was probably only a few years older than Han Shun right now. 

"The Duke always told me that not everything was black and white. He was a vampire, the vilest thing on earth that should be purged by the church. And I was a future saint, the person whose presence should be a blessing to everyone in their lands."

"But I misused my power. I ordered the massacre of 300 people just because they refused to convert to my religion. I thought it's the best thing that I could do as the appointed individual chosen by the god."

"But Duke Damien showed me how misguided and evil I was. He showed me there was good in every evil, and there was evil in every good. He was a saint before me, hundreds of years ago…."

"But he misused his power as well. He killed hundreds of thousands of people just to fit that blind idealism. He was forbidden to enter heaven, and as a punishment, he was sent back to the earth as a vampire."

"I fell in love with him quickly, but it would take a while for me to realize my feelings for him. He was the vampire who was better than a saint, the vampire with endless patience and kindness in his heart. Meanwhile, I am a failed saint who will never be a completely good one. Because deep in my heart, I hate everyone who lives in this world because I can see their sins, except for Duke Damien."

"He was clean without a sin."

…

Han Shun listened to this guy's monologue. They started at Duke Damien together, and the blonde man asked, "Your name is Han Shun, right?"

"Um," Han Shun nodded lightly. 

The blonde man smiled, and a burst of light aura started to emanate from his body, "My name is Saint Michael. I come from a different world than yours. But we have one thing that we share."

Saint Michael tapped Han Shun's heart, and Han Shun could feel that his body started absorbing the holy aura from Saint Michael. 

"Our hearts are only reserved for one person, which is Duke Damien and Bai Shijue. They are the same person," Saint Michael said. 

"My heart is reserved for Bai Gege…." Han Shun mumbled as he watched the Saint finally leave him and walk towards the Duke, still feeding the homeless. 

"You should return to your world, Han Shun. I can't leave this place, but at least I will be happy with my Duke Damien, even if everything is just an illusion…."

Blip.

Han Shun opened his heart immediately. His breath was uneven, and he looked around worriedly. Before he fell asleep and dreamed about Saint Michael, the last thing he remembered was that he was burying his face in Bai Gege's arm. 

He then noticed that he was already in his bed in residence. He got up and checked the outside and then saw the scenery of his old courtyard before he was sent to the soldier barrack. 

Han Shun was restless right now. He wanted to see his Bai Gege. For some reason, his yearning for Bai Gege was doubled after he met with Saint Michael.

He rushed to Bai Gege's courtyard and heard the voice of the guqin beautifully filling the lonely night with the serene tune. 

Han Shun found Bai Gege sitting under the tree, playing his guqin serenely. 

"Bai Gege!" Han Shun shouted.

Bai Shijue stopped playing the guqin and looked at the young man who had just woken up.

"Gege!" Han Shun jumped and hugged his Bai Gege in the waist, "Gege! I miss you so much!"

"Miss me? We've just returned from the soldier barrack, remember? You slept the whole road back to the residence."

"Um, but I still miss you a lot, Gege. Do you know that I cried alone almost every night when I first went to the barrack?"

"Really? Geez, Han Shun, you're such a crybaby."

Of course, Bai Shijue knew that Han Shun was crying almost every night for the first month when he entered the soldier barrack. Because Bai Shijue watched Han Shun, he didn't comfort him, knowing the young man needed time to be on his own.

Truthfully, Han Shun wasn't that burdened with the harsh life. He felt the soldier's life was a lot better than his life as a street kid.

At least he could eat 3x a day and had shelter on his head. 

But the feeling of missing Bai Gege was like a poison that slowly ate him up. He couldn't live without Bai Gege by his side. He would turn mad.

"You've beaten General Fei. It must be a tough duel. Why don't we eat first, and then you can take a bath after that?"

"Un! Han Shun really wants to eat food that Bai Gege made!" Han Shun said. He still had the habit of referring to himself in the third person for some reason. 

"I already made it for you, haha," Bai Shijue snapped his finger, and a tray floated from the kitchen towards them. Bai Shijue magically served the tea midnight dinner for them, and they ate together under the plum blossom tree.

"Bai Gege, may I ask you something?" Han Shun asked in the middle of their dinner together. 

"Hm? Sure. Why do you need to ask for permission? Just ask me, and I will answer your question."

"Okay, Gege, um… do you know about someone called Saint Michael?"