An Angel's Observation Diary

The gray-black mist enveloped Sarris again, and the distant light leaked from the passage suspended above the city of Saris like a silver-gray galaxy. a glass of wine.

"This is...?" The unfamiliar smell made Christophe raise his head to Rasigal and asked.

"Saris." The Demon King smiled at him. The liquid in the cup seemed to contain the heavy leaden gray color of Saris. When it entered the mouth, it was full of the gloomy and coldness of the city.

But the smiling blue eyes of the Demon King are inexplicably gentle, like the less obvious but still extremely brilliant light in the skyline of this city.

"The first time you just locked God in hell, but this time, Willy and I endowed God with the concept of death... so it still has some influence on you." Rasigal thinks With a dry mouth, he lowered his head and took a sip of wine. "I used the demon king's magic power to make up for part of it for you, and the rest needs to be recovered slowly by yourself."

"No wonder Ellie said that my magic power is abnormal." Christophe nodded, motioning for him to continue explaining.

"Nothing else." Rasigel smiled helplessly, "I don't hide as much as you think, but there are some things Willy doesn't want to tell you, so I can only keep silent."

Christophe also laughed, "It seems that you really don't like him."

Rasigal looked at Kriffist, the other's drooping blond hair seemed to emit some unusual soft light, and the slightly raised pink lips seemed to be dyed with the starlight falling from the sky.

Maybe he is too beautiful, so good that this world can only accommodate the only one Christophist.

"I just love you, Kerry."

The sudden confession made Christophe look at him in surprise, and then looked away awkwardly.

As if thinking that such a reaction was rare, Rasigel looked at the side face of the other party staring out the window with great interest until he felt that the tips of the other party's ears were a little red.

"I see." Christophe said awkwardly, and when he heard the devil's laughter, he turned around and glared at him.

Rasigal made an innocent face, and poured the wine for him.

"I, know, know. Christophist." With a smile in his voice, he said word by word,

"You really won't regret it? If you just watch the mermaid disappear, maybe one day in the future, you will too..." Christine looked at him, and he understood that revenge is not a valuable thing at all. , this will only speed up the final destruction of the mermaids, maybe they still have a way to change this situation.

"I won't regret it." Rasigal interrupted him. "I still have you, Christophist. I don't see any reason for me to feel lonely. And you, you just should have met earlier It's just me."

"You are the most self-righteous devil I have ever seen." Christophe smiled helplessly.

Rasigal returned him a look of thanks and praise, and put away the empty wine glass when the other party handed it to him.

"Stop drinking, you should be drunk again."

"It's so easy to get drunk." Christophe complained dissatisfiedly, "It doesn't matter if you're drunk."

"If you're drunk, you won't be able to go to Kirsnia." Rasigal put away the wine, opened the closet and handed him the outermost set. "I've prepared the car, and we can set off right away."

"What happened to Kirsnia?" Christine took the clothes and realized that it was just an ordinary uniform, similar in style to the one on Rasigal. "When did you prepare it?"

"For Crito." La Sigore kissed her hastily, and seemed to hear the sound of Lasso outside, and frowned, "You'd better move fast, I don't want to be caught by Lasso, even though I didn't No big deal, but he's bound to complain, so we'd better avoid him."

"..." Without questioning the other party's irresponsible behavior, Christophe quickly changed his clothes, and when he got in the car, he said to Rasigal, "Actually, I took the regular clothes with me."

"I know, I want to see you wear this." Rasigal straightened his collar for him. The purple suits him better than he imagined. The one on his body, but no matter which one the main color is too bright white, he always feels that other colors will be more suitable for his golden eyes and hair.

"Kirnia is holding a celebration recently, I want to take you there to see." The Batmobile glides smoothly in the sky of Saris. "It's a great place to relax," Siegel said.

"Hmm." Christophes lowered the curtains, "Isn't it good to leave all the work to Willy?"

"He doesn't have to do anything at all. The most troublesome part is obviously dealt with by me." Rasigal said, and when he saw the angel wanted to say something, he signaled him to be quiet, "Don't mention him, okay? Now it's the two of us A personal vacation."

Kirsnia means forest in the language of the elves, and Christifest didn't understand the meaning of the city's name until he came here.

The city of Kirsnia is located in the west of the mainland. It is a city built in the forest. The streets are made of tree vines, leading to different treetops and trunks. Shops and houses are built on platforms built on different trunks. The entire city The three-dimensional appearance is similar to Lielet, but more complicated—at least Lielet can see the street above as soon as he looks up, and almost all the places in Kirsnia City as far as the eye can see are dense leaves. You will forget where you came from.

Christine was lying on the bed reading a book, when he heard the sound of the devil pushing the door open, "Why didn't you go out today?"

"Dizzy." Angel squinted his eyes and complained, "It's not good to work, you have been running outside for several days here..."

"Always say something." Rasigal rubbed his hair, "I'll take you out, you won't get lost if you stay here for a long time."

Christine got up from the bed in response, and tidied his hair a little, "I heard from a passing elf that there will be a lantern festival in the treetop square, let's go together."

The way to the top of the tree is very easy, just fly up along the gap in the trunk. Kriffist followed behind Rasigal. I don’t know how the devil can tell which is the top of the head from the lush leaves. The sky is still a platform.

When they landed on the top of the tree, Christophe saw the sky here for the first time. The vast Milky Way covered the entire sky, and the light was sprinkled from the sparse leaves on the top of the tree. It was so gorgeous that it was unreal. The completed lights kept flashing, and the elves were shuttled among the crowded treetops. Kriffist subconsciously held Rasigal's hand tightly to prevent them from being scattered.

"The elves write their wishes into the lights of the fireflies, and they will go out after dawn, and then their dreams will come true." Rasigel pulled him to the side of the road to avoid the crowds, "but it will never dawn here , so some elves are always here to bless and celebrate, waiting for the lights to go out."

"Why is that so?" Christophe looked at him puzzled, his eyes were brilliantly colored by the stars and lights.

"Because of immortality... As long as the elves own the forest, they will never die. In theory, they live far longer than the demons." Rasigal said, "You see, as long as you live long enough, you will definitely feel lonely, no matter what Anyone can do that."

"..." Kriffist looked at him, blinked, thousands of lights trembled in his clear and calm eyes like a lake in the setting sun, which made Rasigore couldn't help holding his breath, as if In fear of them going out, "Would you too, Gor?"

"I wouldn't if you were by my side all the time."

The surrounding noise made this sentence a little unclear. Just as an elf handed him a glass of wine, Kriffist was distracted for a moment. After taking the wine and thanking him, he accidentally let go of Rasigal's hand. When he looked up again, Rasigel could not be found.

Christophe looked around nervously. The figure of the demon should have been very conspicuous among the elves, but at this moment, it seemed that only elves with transparent wings and firefly lamps fluttered around.

Wait, those bugs... Christophe stopped suddenly, and saw countless bugs pointing in the same direction as if they had received some instructions. More and more fireflies gathered on the top of the tree, illuminating the place. It's like daytime. ,

There was some exclamation from the group of elves. All the elves raised their heads and looked at the scene they had seen before. Taking advantage of their movements to stop, Christophes squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the direction pointed by the fireflies. .

Numerous glowing insects guided him to climb a thick tree trunk, which seemed to lead straight to the sky. Kriffist walked up slowly, and looked down that he was far away from the platform of the tree crown. , while the bugs were still gathering in the sky, and the light even covered the stars in the sky,

Rasigal sat on the top of the canopy and waited for him. The tree was so tall that the branch stretching into the sky seemed to be connected to the Milky Way. The Demon King held a lamp in his hand, looking When he came over, a trace of hesitation suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Christophe stopped because of these hesitation, but the devil stood up and walked in front of him from the stars.

The light from the fireflies grew more and more, finally making the night slowly disappear, and the light never before illuminated the top of the tree.

"I also wrote a wish, but I don't want to spend thousands of years waiting for the dawn, so I can only wait here for you to come." Rasigal turned on the lamp in his hand, and the bugs also rose into the sky.

"Wherever the daylight comes here, I want to be with you, Christophist."

The Demon King looked at him, his blue eyes were extremely serious, but also so passionate, like a flame burning at the bottom of a cold lake.

"You almost turned this place into daylight, so I can't refuse you, right?" Christine smiled. He took the lamp in the hand of the devil, and after reading what he wrote on it, he looked up Rasigal.

"I'll help you make it happen, for your sake of bringing the day to the elves."

Christophe was joking, he didn't want to make this matter too serious, he couldn't bear Rasigal who was too affectionate, but unexpectedly, the other party approached him directly, and the other party stared at him with blue eyes, It made him lose his breathing rhythm for a moment.

"I'll take it as if you agreed." Before the devil finished speaking, he kissed him, as if he wanted to prove something, and after a while, Christophes responded.

They have done the same thing countless times, but only this time it is meaningful.

"I'm not afraid of hurting you anymore, Kerry." Rasigore ended the kiss and said something that didn't sound like a confession, but only Kriffist understood what it meant. The angel smiled slightly, watching The soft light in the opponent's blue eyes.

This is probably the price of falling in love with the devil. You must give up those shadows and confusion, otherwise you will be easily bewitched and become another person.

Christine tiptoed lightly, and tentatively kissed the corner of the devil's lips. With an expression of encouragement, he smiled more presumptuously and asked for a kiss.

Under the stars, he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Rasigel.

Ai Lei, as I said, immortality is really a hopeless thing.

But this time, whether it is ten years or hundreds of years, I want to give it a try, maybe this world is not so sad.

Deep in his memory, there was a black figure waving at him, and Christophe smiled at him, then turned his head and walked into his own gorgeous starry sky.

The author has something to say:

It's over for now~

Because the later plot is not quite similar to the previous style~ everything should be clearer.

If this article is about emotional cultivation, then it will probably be about daily life after marriage (heavy fog

In short, tomorrow will continue to update and just open a new article.

Follow up and move next door→A certain devil's record book

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