Sign a contract with the devil

Barbatos

Michael's Spiritual World—Who Can Describe It?The young man who was now prowling the City of London in search of the disappearance of the demon sealed in the bottle had a disinterested disposition which words cannot express.There are some people in the world who can make sacrifices for the unrelated, and are willing to help those in need no matter what the cost.This young man used to be an archangel high above the sky, but he was willing to become a mortal in order to save tiny human beings. He would even dedicate his soul to the devil in the future and stay in hell forever.

Although a person's life is short, they can endure suffering and find a way out in difficult situations.Michael listened to their prayers, and those pure and beautiful wishes could always decorate this strange land like flowers decorate the earth.As long as they continue to overcome the desires in their hearts with good wishes, they can turn the world into a paradise.

What a miserable world in a world with only material desires.If you are intoxicated by physical desires, like living in the world driven by demon slavery, sinking in the lust of pride and greed, you will lose your entire soul in the end.If someone is willing to look at the moon because the moonlight is beautiful, it is certainly good for his soul, but if he is blinded by the moon, he will probably get lost in the moonlight.If someone is addicted to the colorful world and forgets the reality, then the reality will give him a heavy blow.The hand of reality is always holding everyone, and it is impossible to make a mistake in taking a step in the world.

In the real world, Michael has such a spirit in him. Since he was an angel, he has been driven by kindness and compassion.He can sacrifice everything for others, but he has never heard him complain.He also knew that as long as he gave up the so-called kindness, his life would be much freer and happier than it is now, but he never had the idea of ​​giving up; he might feel lonely in his heart, but there was still a perfect smile on his face. smile.

Michael, the chief warrior of God, the leader of the legion of angels, can make the enemy fearful when he takes up the sword, he holds the scale of justice in his left hand, which can divide souls into heaven and hell, and the sword of light in his right hand can block down all enemies.But when he knelt by the window sill at night and wept for the sins of the believers, he was completely different from the warrior who could fight for God in the daytime. His tears became a seraph, a sara who would die at the moment of birth f.

Another morning came, but the community was still as quiet as ever.No one could see anything unusual about Gabriel, his heart was hidden in a very deep place by himself, and only by digging with his heart could he get a glimpse of it.And he only opened his heart to one person, and that person was Michael. Michael, who knew nothing about it, had another person in his heart.

After eating breakfast, Gabriel went out silently.He was determined to continue keeping Michael in the dark, although his heart had always been very heavy, he knew that the closer he was to the end of sealing the demon, the closer he would bid farewell to Michael.But he tried his best not to let Michael notice his sadness, he wanted to keep himself in Michael's heart as a friend who would do his best for him, and not to break it, making everything seem so natural.

This is the quiet moment of the day, and the bells of the Catholic Church’s morning prayer echo in the dawning world like blessings.In the breeze, the leaves rustle, the birds chirp on the treetops, and a bee chirps. tone.As long as you can drift into this world of sound with a sense of wonder, it is like being in heaven.These things that no one can possess are the treasures in Michael’s heart. He admired them happily and sang songs of praise to God.

A knock on the door interrupted Michael. He stood up and opened the door wide. He saw an old man wearing a gray and white woolen sweater and leaning on a gold-headed cane. There is an old but profound expression in it.He walked slowly, but every step was steady, and he walked to the sofa and sat down step by step.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Gabriel's home?" the old man asked.

"Yes, what's the matter with you?" Michael said, "It's the same as telling me what's the matter."

"You are Michael," the old man said happily. "Gabriel mentioned you to me. He said you are his best friend. If I have anything, I can tell you the same."

"I'm Michael." Michael said simply.

"The thing is, let me introduce myself first: I am Oscar Milton, a university professor, I am engaged in theological research, and my research field is very broad. Gabriel used to do research with me, we are Very good companion. He is looking for those seals left by King Solomon. I happen to be an expert in this field. He wants me to write to him. We had a letter a week ago and I told him I found He told me about the seal, and he invited me to his house. I came here to tell him about the seal. I saw that seal at an auction. It was a demon that was said to seal King Solomon. The bottle was taken away by a jeweler."

"What about the current whereabouts of the bottle?" Michael asked.

"The jeweler is in this city. I have his address. I'll write it down on paper. You can find the jeweler's home based on this address." Oscar took out a small notebook from his pocket. With trembling hands, he wrote an address on the paper, tore off the paper and gave it to Michael.

"Thank you," said Michael, "will you come with us?"

"No, I've always been cautious about the devil's affairs, and this shouldn't be something I'm involved in." Oscar replied, "I should go, and I'm leaving now."

He left, Michael told Lucifer, and they drove to the jeweler's house.It was a new-style building, a three-story bungalow, with a mountain behind it and a small river below it, and it was built beside the mountain and the water.The bungalows are plain and exquisite, with steeple-shaped sloping roofs, contrasting with the vines attached to them. The white plaster walls combined with light red roof tiles make people's hearts flutter.

The jeweler's son opened the door. Michael handed them the letter of introduction prepared by Professor Oscar, and the young man let them in.Entering the door is a large living room, the floor is paved with black marble, and there is a soft wool carpet under the sofa. There are photos on one wall, some of which are black and white. It looks very old, and the sides are starting to turn yellow.The host brought a glass of water to Michael and Lucifer, and asked them to sit down on the sofa.

"My name is Dali, you can just call me by my name," Dali said, "Father has gone to visit my sister in the hospital. If you want to see him, I'm afraid you will have to wait for a while."

"We are here for the bottle containing the 'treasure' sealed by King Solomon that your father photographed. Do you know this bottle?" Michael asked.

"Ah," Dali cleared his throat lightly and continued, "My father gave that bottle to my younger sister. She has always been interested in such mysterious things, and my father also dotes on her very much."

"That bottle is a very dangerous thing. To tell you the truth, there is indeed a demon sealed in it. Not only will it not bring good luck to the person who owns it, but it will also bring misfortune to people. The demon has the power to confuse people. , can easily deceive people to help him open the seal, once a contract is signed with the devil, the soul will belong to it and be driven by it."

"It's not that I don't believe you, but such a thing is just a story." Dali said kindly, "You researchers are too fascinated to be fooled by this kind of kidding."

"It seems that you don't believe what I said?"

"No, I have always been in awe of mystical things," Dali replied, "I also have the same respect for mystic researchers like you, especially a beautiful scholar like you." Said this While talking, Dali took a closer look at Michael's face again, deeply admiring the indescribable beauty.

"Then can you tell us which hospital your sister is in?" Lucifer said, he turned slightly to block Dali's view of Michael, with an unhappy look on his face.

"I thought I could take you to her, and I was just going to see her," Daly said.He took the initiative to invite him because he wanted to spend more time with Michael, and he almost felt that everything around him was overshadowed by Michael.He was troubled because there was no reason to keep Michael anymore, and he had such an excellent opportunity.

"Thank you, then please." Michael replied.

Lucifer looked at Michael with complicated emotions. He really wanted to find a cloth bag to put Michael in, and put Michael in a place only he knew, so that others could no longer look at him with that kind of eyes. With Michael.He stood up and walked to Michael's side, with undisguised possessiveness in his eyes.

"You are really welcome, my Archangel." Lucifer said.

"I only want to be liked by one person in my heart." Michael said gently.

"Oh, is that so?" Lucifer asked, but he couldn't hide his joy on his face. He was happy to hear Michael's confession. He breathed softly: "Is that so?"

Michael turned his head and hugged Lucifer's neck, and placed a light kiss on his lips.

Lucifer chuckled lightly and said, "This is not enough, my Archangel." He hugged Michael's waist tightly, and kissed Michael's lips again, this time the kiss was so intense that Michael's The face is red.