This book is included in the series that is difficult to write in one's lifetime - historical figures are prone to OOC and have sensitive identities
"Can a person like you, with his hands stained with blood, also pray to God?"
In the early morning, long bells rang from the church, white doves fluttered their wings, and the priest clasped his hands to start a new day of prayer. The sunlight filtered through the stained glass windows, casting dreamy and blurry shadows on the corridor.
The man in military uniform was leaning on a bench, with a slender, straight black cane placed above his knees. He lit a cigarette with a calm expression, his blond hair shining like gold foil: "Doesn't God accept believers like me?"
"What goes through your mind when you pray?"
"I'm thinking..." Schulenburg looked at the woman in front of him with interest and fiddled with a budding rose in the vase. "Under this pitch-black nun's robe, is your body as pure and white as your soul?"
The woman turned back amid her devout prayers, with an imperceptible smile on her beautiful face, and her voice was like a devil, beguiling people's hearts.
"Hearing is false, seeing is believing," she said. "Tonight, why don't you reveal the answer yourself?"
The predator is gentle, the loyal is exclusive. The weak rise and the strong are in trouble.
Mine clearance warning:
1. The story of the little fox is the author's YY work. Historically, Schulenburg had two marriages, but this article is set in a parallel world. The male and female protagonists met after Schulenburg ended his first marriage, and the clean party entered cautiously.
2. The heroine is an ascetic nun and an arrogant daughter.
3. It is expected to be a very, very bloody story. Neither the male or female protagonist is a good person, but it is mainly to satisfy some XP (doge) of wanting to write about Schulenburg.
Intention: Evil people will be punished by evil people
