Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 18 [Black Butler]

Ethan observed the sudden appearance of the satellite.

There is no doubt that this satellite is a product of the 'Name of the True God'. It is subordinate to the 'Name of the True God' and carries its power and authority.

Ethan thought of his previous idea that a real name can be given.

If he gives this satellite to someone.

For example, what would happen to Anya?
"Anya." Ethan shouted outside the door.

He knew Anya was there.

This girl, who was almost like a machine, had now become the inseparable shadow.

When thinking about this, Ethan felt inexplicably relieved.

Sure enough, the next moment, the door was opened, Anya pushed it open and walked in, standing silently at the bathroom door waiting for his next instruction.

After those thrilling two days and one night, the girl's attitude towards Ethan was no longer the same as it was at the beginning.

Initially she was following Alberto's orders, and she looked at Ethan with eyes that looked as if she was on a mission, seemingly respectful, but in fact there was nothing in it.

It was different now. When she looked at Ethan, she showed respect and trust from the bottom of her heart, which was no different from how she looked at Alberto.

Ethan stood up directly from the bathtub.

Anya's long eyelashes twitched. She didn't avoid looking away, but her eyelids drooped a little. She took a bath towel and handed it over.

"Sorry." Ethan was so engrossed in his thoughts that he forgot about this. He quickly put on a bath towel and said to Anya, "Come here."

This statement undoubtedly caused Anya's breathing to quicken for a moment, but she still did it.

But what she imagined didn't happen. Ethan simply placed his hand on her head and said in an extremely solemn tone, "Anya, in the name of the head of the Porletta family, I now grant you the name Porletta. From now on, are you willing to share life and death with the family? Are you willing to give up everything you have for the name of the family?"

Anya is an orphan and does not have a formal name. Anya is the nickname given to her by Alberto. It is said that this is the name of a musical actress that Ethan's mother likes most.

Anya had never expected things to turn out this way. She was completely stunned and let the water from Ethan's hand flow down her silver hair.

Many years later, Anya still remembers this scene.

In the bathroom, the man, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, stroked her head and gave her his real name.

This is a scene that sounds extremely absurd at first, but it inexplicably resembles the religious imagery in an oil painting, and is extremely sacred.

"I...will."

Anya lowered her head, and then she was about to kiss the emblem on Ethan's left hand.

But Ethan stopped her and just patted her head gently three times.

Then, the purple satellite in front of him fell into Anya's body and was under his control.

next moment.

Anya felt her whole body tremble, and an indescribable throbbing spread through every nerve in her body.

She felt her blood rushing, her heart trembling, and countless fragments surging in her mind.

She felt herself becoming light, like a feather, and as if drunk, and she fell down all of a sudden.

Fortunately, Ethan caught her.

He carried her to the bed, held her hand, and looked at her.

After a long while, her long eyelashes twitched and then she opened her eyes again.

"Master, what's wrong with me?"

"What did you see?" Ethan simply asked.

"What did you see?" Anya opened her eyes wide, and then her eyes became strange and cold, and so did her voice.

"I saw my name." "What is your name?"

"I can't see clearly."

Can't see clearly?
Ethan narrowed his eyes.

In fact, ever since Anya fell down drunk, the scene in front of him had also changed.

He could feel a deep purple power closely connected to Anya. He could control that power and seemed to receive feedback from it.

Anya was like a real satellite, orbiting around him.

I can’t see clearly, is it because he hasn’t given his real name yet?

In other words, Anya did not get his name, the instigator and protector of violence.

She needed a subordinate name.

Since he is the instigator and protector of violence, then Anya is the practitioner of violence?
No, the status of a practitioner is a bit too low. What is the difference between him and a user of violence?
It’s better to call him a believer and master of violence.

The next moment, Ethan felt his 'Name of the True God' tremble, and then, like ripples, it was transmitted to Anya's body.

Anya's pupils changed again, and then she slowly said: "I see clearly, Master, my real name is..."

She pronounced a word that Ethan couldn't understand at all. It was extremely complicated, even more obscure than the words "thug" and "leader" she had pronounced before.

"what?"

"My real name is... Butler, Black Butler," Anya said finally.

Black Butler?

This is not the real meaning of the name, what's going on?

"How did you know that you understood the language you just read?"

"No, I don't understand either, I just know it that way." Anya shook her head.

It's very strange, and another puzzle that needs to be solved.

But no matter what, Ethan took a solid step on the road to his real name and created a new real name.

no doubt.

"I will tell you your name. Your true name is a believer and master of violence."

As Ethan's words came out, Anya's pupils changed slightly again. She then lowered her head and said, "Master, I understand."

The next moment, Ethan actually felt that the aura on her body became stronger, and even some excess power was transmitted back into his body, making his "name of the true God" stronger.

Is this... an epiphany?

Ethan was a little surprised.

No wonder Alberto said Anya had a great chance of becoming a True Name holder. Her talent seemed terrifyingly high.

After a while, Anya climbed up from the bed, her expression becoming very solemn. She grabbed Ethan's hand and was about to kiss his ring.

Ethan stopped her again, shook his head, and said, "No, Anya, there's no need for this. We're already family, aren't we? Family doesn't need loyalty. Family only needs to support and watch over each other, so just think of this as my love for you."

Hearing the word love, Anya's eyelashes fluttered. She nodded and said, "I see, Master. You should rest early. I...I want to go back and take a shower first."

She didn't know why she bit her lip slightly when she said this.

"Go ahead. You don't need to guard me tonight. Have a good sleep. Good night."

"Good night."

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