An Angel's Observation Diary

Angels and demons generally don't need sleep, if in their own right.

After Crito came to the Demon Realm, he used the routine of the Human Realm under the suggestion of Rasigal, and replenished the magic power lost due to the Demon Realm through sleep and eating.

In fact, Crito and Rasigal still underestimated the demon world's containment of angel power. Crito and Rasigal wandered around Saris for several days, and each time Rasigal asked Crito to rest Sometimes the other party shook his head and refused.Most of the things in the Demon Realm were too new for Crito. After visiting most of the city, Rasigal took him to the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, which was the habitat of some elves.

The angels obviously like these little guys with transparent wings very much. To Rasigal's surprise, the little elf, who has never been very close to people, welcomed Crito's arrival very much, which made Crito very happy. He attended their dinner together, although the food of the elves was too small for him to even taste the taste, but he still participated in the welcome dance prepared by the elves after the dinner, and he was reluctant to part with them until the middle of the night. Rasigal returned to the castle.

"Those little guys like you very much." On the way back, Rasigal said to Crito.

Crito looked at him with a smile, his eyes were filled with the starlight of the sky in the Demon Realm, so dazzling that Rasigel couldn't move his eyes away.

Crito woke up very tired the next morning, and before he had time to change into his pajamas, Rasigal had already opened the door.

"Let's start early. I have received an invitation from the city of Lielet. This city happens to pass by our planned route. It has a completely different style from Sarris." La Sigore leaned against the door and raised his head when he heard the movement. The angel who looked over said.

"Oh...Okay, I'll go downstairs right away." Crito seemed to realize the content of the conversation after a few seconds of reaction, and subconsciously made the movement of getting out of bed.

"What's wrong?" Rasigal asked.

"The magic power has not been fully replenished, and the consumption in the demon world is higher than I thought..." Crito rubbed his head, "But it doesn't matter, it will be fine in a while."

"We'll take the Batmobile there, and you can rest in the car." Rasigal said, closing the door, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

Crito nodded to show that he understood, sat on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes for a few seconds to sort out his thoughts before standing up.

When Crito packed up and went downstairs, Rasigal was leaning against the Batmobile and waiting for him with a book, the angel smiled at Rasigal who noticed him coming down.

The latter put away the book and motioned him to get in the car first.

"This journey is a bit too luxurious." Crito was stunned for a second after entering the carriage, and then walked in, turning his head and saying to Rasigal who came in behind him.

The carriage has been expanded by magic. Although it looks no different from an ordinary carriage from the outside, the size inside is equivalent to a small room. Rasigal shrugged and sat on the sofa to signal him to come over.

"Let's take a break, there is still some time before we reach Lielet City."

Crito nodded, "I checked the information before I came here, and it takes at least one day's journey from here to Lielette."

"That's just the speed of the Batmobile itself. In fact, the journey will definitely use time and space magic, and the duration will be shortened by more than half. Recently, mainland magic is not stable, so it's hard to say the exact time, but you'd better take advantage of this time to rest." Rasigal explained.

"Then I'll sleep over there for a while." Crito said, walking towards the edge of the sofa.

"It's close to the boundary of the space. If there are fluctuations, it may fall out. Come here." Rasigel patted himself next to him. "I can borrow your shoulder, but since it's a pet, I think it's more suitable for you to lie on the owner's lap."

Crito shrugged at him, didn't argue with him, walked over to sit down obediently, leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.

The Batmobile was so smooth that Crito fell asleep in no time.

It took Crito a minute to realize where he was when he woke up. He looked around and found that the Batmobile had stopped at some point, and Rasigal was not in the car.

The recovery of magic power is not bad, Crito got out of the car to check the surrounding situation.

It should be at a stop in a small town. Crito saw the four big bats of the carrier resting, and Rasigal was not nearby.

Crito tried to use Rasigal's badge to sense the opponent's position. The magic power in the air was very weak, which meant that Rasigal had been away for a while.

Is there a problem?Crito frowned slightly, but it didn't take so long to rest. The reason why this kind of bat was chosen as a means of transportation was because of its excellent endurance and its ability to fly smoothly and quickly for a long time.

Not knowing how long he had slept, and having no way of confirming where he was through memory, Crito tried to walk along the road into the town, feeling Rasigal's direction along the way.

The town is horribly desolate. Crito can hear some small animals running away quickly in the lush grass on the side of the road. There is no sign of other biological activities around. Going deeper, the grass is more lush, and the houses seem dilapidated. No one lived there for a long time, and after walking for about 10 minutes, Crito met the first person in the town.

A gray-haired old man came from the other side of the road, and Crito stopped him, "Hi, can you tell me where this is?"

The old man seemed a little taken aback, and then he spoke. Crito realized that it was a language he had never heard before. He was about to interrupt him when someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Why did you get out of the car?" Rasigal frowned a little dissatisfied, "Everywhere in the Demon World is dangerous, why are you running around?"

"Sorry, I'm here to find you..." The angel looked back at him, and subconsciously began to apologize.

Rasigore glanced at him, did not answer, turned his head to look at the old man in front of him, and said something to the old man in another language. The old man nodded, bowed slightly, and then walked around them and left.

There was some silence in the air, Rasigal looked at the apologetic angel, and the familiar feeling of irritability reappeared.

Fortunately, the angel didn't say anything, allowing Rasigal to slowly control his emotions.

"Let's get back in the car," he said.

The Batmobile set off again, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly silent. Crito wanted to know the situation in that town, and also wanted to ask him what he was doing after getting out of the car, but before that, maybe he should apologize first.

"Grant, I..."

"It was a deserted town. I passed by there, just to let the bats have a rest. I wanted to go for a walk, but I accidentally ran a little far." La Sigore explained first, and his irritability made him wrinkle Eyebrow, he looked up at the angel, "there are many languages ​​in the demon world, and many old people can't use the common language of the demons. I hope you can understand this. Your power is very unstable now. If you don't take a good rest, any demon Clans can hurt you."

The demon answered his question in a long line, the accusations in the words made Crito speechless, and he paused for several seconds before continuing, "I'm sorry to make you worry."

Worry……?Rasigal was very sensitive to this word that was not often used on him. He turned his head to look at the guilty angel for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed.

"Sit still, it may shake a little when crossing the barrier."

Worry?I don't think I'm worried about you, Angel.

Rasigore closed his eyes and thought about it.

The Batmobile flew into the sky, and the discomfort of traveling through the time-space barrier made the serious angel whose magic power was suppressed frowned.