An Angel's Observation Diary

When the evening fisherman's song sounded, Kriffist gently opened the door and went out.

The setting sun covered the city with a layer of dim light, and people began to return home one after another. At this time, the demons became active, and the magic power that was about to move was transpiring in every corner of the city. Kriffey Si frowned slightly.

There is indeed something wrong here, the magic power is too strong, it seems that it has not been properly managed, and if this continues, human beings may gradually disappear from this city.

Christophe recalled his observations during the day. The city was indeed relatively lacking in vitality, which seemed to be related to this situation.

But for me, the magic power here will not affect anything.

Kriffist hurried to the church in the city, which was also where the detector was placed. Although Willy didn't urge him, Kriffist still couldn't help but want to end it quickly and return to heaven.

The alternation of day and night, the passing of time, people growing up, getting old, and dying, all of these made Kriffist feel very uncomfortable.

On the way to the church, the sun gradually set and night fell.

Kriffist walked quickly through the city, and the more and more demonic creatures he could feel made Kriffist frowned.

Maybe Willie should contact the Demon Realm to manage the place.Angel thought, wondering if the failure of the detector had something to do with this situation, if so, maybe the situation was much more troublesome than he thought.

There was a noise in front of him, and Kriffist stopped in his tracks.

Hunter?

There will be such people who specialize in hunting demons among humans. If the demons have been active here for a while, then whether it is a professional hunter organization or amateur hunters who want to earn pocket money, it is possible to gather here.

If it is the act of rounding up the demons, there is no need to intervene, but if the demons are unilaterally massacring, then Kriffist must not sit idly by.

Although it sounds unreasonable, the best way to maintain order is to rescue creatures in a weak position.Christophest walked towards the place where the sound came from, using the sound to judge the situation on the opposite side.

The sound of fighting was approaching him, and it seemed difficult for humans to encircle and suppress the demon, but the demon didn't seem to intentionally hurt people. Christophist continued to approach, and some traces of the battle could be vaguely seen.

The sound of the battle was getting closer, and Christophist turned the corner and saw a group of hunters with weapons in their hands surrounding a demon.

He smelled the enchanted water, and the silver bullets. This is a group of well-prepared hunters, but even if they can't use magic, it seems that the demons can handle it well...

etc……?Christophe frowned, that demon looked familiar...

He took a step forward to get a better look, when suddenly a hunter who seemed to be red-eyed raised his gun at him.

Using silver bullets on creatures other than demons is expressly forbidden. Christophe did not dodge. The silver bullets probably won’t hurt him. Angels rarely come to the world. Maybe the demons have judged that his aura does not belong to humans... …

His vision was suddenly blocked, and when the angel realized what had happened, he couldn't help but swear.

Using a spell to cooperate with the demon's actions to get rid of the hunter, Christophe let the other party hug him and passed quickly over the roof of the city, until the demon slowed down after throwing off the group of hunters.

"Why are you here?!" Before he could speak, the demon growled and asked him.

"I still want to ask you! Why are you here?" Christophe asked Rasigal in disbelief.

The two sides were silent for a second at the same time. When Christophe opened his mouth and wanted to say something, he discovered the gunshot wound on Rasigel's shoulder.

"Are you injured?" Christophe frowned, "How could an ordinary hunter..."

Seemingly realizing that the other party jumped over to block a shot for him, the angel swallowed the rest of the words, saying that the silver bullet can't hurt me at all seems inappropriate, he looked around, "This place is far away from where I live. The place is not far, let's go there first."

The demon carefully set up a barrier before entering the house. Christophe didn't react to this behavior. He didn't know how serious the gunshot wound on the opponent's shoulder was. Injury is not something that can be fooled casually.

"Don't worry." Rasigal took off his shirt after entering the room. The bullet shot into his shoulder from behind. Rasigal turned his head and used his fingers to separate the wound. A silver bullet is embedded in it.

Christophist saw the silver bullet being corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, "What should I do about this?"

"Just take it out." Rasigal glanced around, picked up a pair of scissors from the coffee table, and handed it to Christophe, "Use this."

The angel took the scissors without saying anything. He opened the other's wound with his fingers, clamped the silver bullet with one end of the scissors, and pinched it out with a little force.

Throwing the bullet on the table casually, Rasigal sighed, the wound on his shoulder healed quickly, and he put on his shirt again.

"You don't need to block the silver bullet for me." Christophe said at this time, "The silver bullet is only effective against demons."

"I know." The demon picked up the silver bullet, ignored the slightly frowning expression of the angel, put it in front of his eyes and observed for a while, "Ordinary silver bullets can't hurt me, they are not ordinary hunters, Kerry."

"They are equipped with magic bullets, the kind that can cause serious damage." Rasigore put down the silver bullets and said with a blank expression, "I don't know where they got them from, but they are obviously aimed at those from the Demon Realm." Demons, not local demons."

"You didn't get any other injuries, did you?" Christophe asked after hearing the words.

"No, they can only deal with ordinary demons." Rasigal went to the balcony to confirm the situation outside. The state of the enchantment was very stable. He returned to the house, "Someone set the bait here, Want to catch some big fish."

"Then you, a big fish, took the bait?" Christophe sneered.

"This is a shark. It will kill them all." Rasigal looked at him. "You haven't said what you are here for."

"There is a problem with the detector here, I'm here to check." Kriffist briefly explained his purpose.

When it came to the work, Rasigel tactfully didn't ask too much, and nodded to show that he knew, "Anyway, be careful, they might also attack the angels."

"I know," said Christophe. "And you, what are you doing here?"

"I thought I had already explained it." Rasigel raised his eyebrows, not understanding what the other party wanted to ask.

"I mean, this kind of work shouldn't be done by you."

Rasigel laughed, "I thought you've probably understood after staying in the Demon Realm for so long. There aren't many Demon Kings working in the Demon Realm, and I'm one of the most dedicated ones."

"I didn't see it at all." Christophe didn't give him face at all.

Rasigal didn't care about anything, he looked at Kerry Pfister for a long time before smiling and said, "We meet again, Kerry, how long has it been since we parted last time?"

Christophist looked at him, shrugged and said nothing, he glanced at the turbulent city outside and the demon sitting on the sofa, thinking maybe there was no way to check the detector today.

The faint uneasiness he had felt since he came to Enqi City became more intense after seeing Rasigal, and he sighed looking at the dark sky outside the window.

Rasigal went upstairs and didn't know what he was looking for, and Kriffist didn't care about him. Inside the house, there were lights prepared by Willy in advance, using magic as fuel, and they would automatically light up when night came.

Would it be too conspicuous... Kriffist glanced at the dimly flickering kerosene lamps in the homes of the citizens far away from the city, thinking this way, and suddenly the surrounding lights went out.

Rasigore went downstairs holding a lamp, and put the lamp on the coffee table, "The magic is too conspicuous, if you don't want to be targeted by all the hunters tomorrow, you'd better keep a low profile."

"You said that you have never been to the human world..." The other party's skillful movements reminded Christophe that he had a convenient conversation about humans in the demon world before, and the demons were not like the first time they came.

"Enqi City? This place is too close to the Demon Realm. I never regard this place as the human world." Rasigal looked around, "I have met Willy here several times, but this is the first time. Go upstairs to have a look."

"Oh." Christophe seemed a little disappointed, he picked up the black tea that was put on the table before and made himself a new cup, "Do you want it?"

"No." The demon shook his head and sat down on the sofa.

The injury on the shoulder no longer feels pain, but there is still some discomfort when moving. Rasigel leaned back on the sofa, and the aroma of black tea wafted over. Kriffist sat next to him with a cup.

"You and Willie..." Christophe paused, "Have you met many times?"

"That's right." Rasigel recalled, "When he first came into contact with the Demon World, he was often in Saris City. Later, I thought he was annoying and sent him to Lasso."

"No wonder he doesn't like you." Christophe chuckled.

"It's probably not because of this that he doesn't like me..." Rasigel lowered his voice involuntarily in the dark, which made their conversation sound like a whisper between lovers, "But I know I don't like him. reason."

"Huh?" Angel turned his head slightly to him curiously.

"I asked him... if he has a lover." Rasigal smiled softly, "That was the first time we met, he said his lover was great and they had a very good relationship, and then I I've been thinking about what kind of angel his lover is..."

"Hello." Christophe felt that the other party's joke was a little too much, so he stopped it.

"I did ask him this question." Rasigal raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "You didn't break up at that time, right?"

"Ah."

"So, when I realized that you were the lover he said, I started to hate him." Rasigal said naturally.

Christophe rolled his eyes and stopped talking to him about the subject.

Willy was so angry that Rasigal turned pale and went back to the seventh day. The demon didn't know his existence at all, and now he actually pushed the responsibility on him. Kriffist felt that he could not even refute him. superfluous.

"But speaking of it, why did he let you come to Enqi City... With his attitude of protecting you, even the ordinary human world, he is not very willing to let you come."

This is what I find strange.Kriffist thought in his heart, after knowing Enqi City's status in the human world and Rasigal's evaluation of the city, he became even more confused.

Since Willie has been here before, he obviously knows the situation of this city very well. There are many demons here, so it is not possible for Willie to rest assured that he can come in and out at will without being affected just because he has stayed in the Demon Realm for a little longer. .

Though thinking this way, he still said to Rasigal's question, "Willie is not as unreasonable as you think... Most of the time he is just a suggestion, and does not restrict my freedom to enter and leave heaven."

Rasigal looked at him, apparently not believing the other party's words, but didn't say much.

Christophist didn't mind the attitude of the other party. It was hard to explain the relationship between him and Willy to others, and he was too lazy to talk too much. The night was a bit too long, and he couldn't leave Rasigal to go to church alone. I seldom get along with the devil alone like this. When I was Crito, there were always other things that distracted my attention. I needed to sleep to replenish my magic power, and I avoided the situation where the two of them were alone. Later, Crito When the identity stayed in Tyre...

It seems to be in the sex most of the time.Thinking of this, Christophe blushed a little. He turned his head and glanced at Rasigel. The devil, who was a little tired because of the injury, half leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

It's not the right atmosphere to roll into bed right now.Christine stood up and said in a low voice, I'm going upstairs.

The demon nodded slightly, indicating that he heard it.