On How to Reunite with Satan

After delivering the invitations, Lucifer returned to heaven very quickly, went out for a walk, Lucifer's mood improved a lot, and he returned to his post full of energy.

As an adjutant, Michael usually fished too much, so that Lucifer always had to spare part of his energy to deal with the occasional tail left by Michael.But what Lucifer didn't expect was that when he came back from a week's vacation, Michael handled things in an orderly manner. Lucifer had reason to suspect that Michael was deliberately fishing for fish before.

Looking at Lucifer's half-smile expression, Michael couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, "I don't seem to have anything wrong?"

"Hmm, not really. Facts have proved that there is pressure to be motivated. I think your potential has yet to be stimulated."

Since you can do everything well, let’s do more in the future.

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Unlike the methodical work on the seventh day, Gabriel, as the guardian of the first day, has encountered some moderate problems recently.

As the guardian and archangel, Gabriel has a certain right to make decisions on his own, and has the power to handle most of the incidents independently, and only needs to submit a report statement afterwards.

The first day is the gate of heaven and the easiest place to invade.Years of uneasy life made Gabriel very decisive in dealing with things. The number one female warrior in heaven is not just talking casually.

But the thing that made her hesitate today was a bit weird, whether it was a big deal or a small thing, but Gabriel couldn't think of how to solve it for the time being.

Someone picked up His Royal Highness Lucifer's feather.

Gabriel knew that in the past few days Lucifer went out and handed out invitations to the patriarchs of each group, but only found Lucifer's feathers in the dwarves.

As seraphs, their feathers are priceless sacred objects. Although it is not clear what these feathers can do, it doesn't feel good to let them go out.

After thinking about it for a while, Gabriel decided to leave for the seventh day. It would be better to discuss this matter with Lucifer face to face.

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"Feather? I didn't notice that I have lost any feathers recently. Gabriel, did you make a mistake?" Lucifer turned the feather in his hand and looked at Gabriel inexplicably.

"I didn't believe it at first, but, Your Highness, please take a look at this crystal ball." Sitting in front of the table, Gabriel handed Lucifer a photo crystal ball, and you can see it with a little spiritual power. what is recorded in it.

Lucifer looked at the screen and after he left the invitation to the dwarf king, there were indeed a few primary feathers and two fluffs left on his seat.

Dwarves have no wings, and only Seraphim can have this golden feather.

Lucifer had a headache, "But why didn't I feel anything? Besides, I didn't even see them being left behind."

"That's what I'm curious about too. It stands to reason that our wings are very sensitive, and we'll definitely feel it if they really shed their feathers." His Royal Highness Lucifer couldn't have stayed there on purpose.

"It's really strange." Lucifer leaned back in his chair tiredly. After returning to normal work recently, his sleep quality became worse and worse every night. In his dream, he clearly felt that he had experienced some kind of battle, but after waking up I don't remember anything.

Gabriel touched his chin and asked a little uncertainly: "Your Highness, is it because you haven't slept well recently?"

"Maybe, Michael is also worthless, and sooner or later he will be punished."

"Michael? I thought he was on vacation again. When I came here just now, I saw him having fun with a little griffin." Gabriel raised his eyebrows, completely forgetting that he seemed to have promised Mi Caleb didn't tell Lucifer about this.

The corners of Lucifer's eyes twitched when he heard it, and he sneered, "I knew it, if I haven't heard his voice for so long, I definitely didn't do something serious." Standing up abruptly, he was about to go outside, "Gabriel, go back first, I'm going to find Michael."

Looking at Lucifer's back in a hurry, Gabriel couldn't help feeling amused, "Tsk tsk tsk, Michael deserves it too, His Highness obviously hasn't slept well recently but it's a fish at this time. Who can save you if you die yourself. Damn, let You won't help me bring one back."

After straightening his clothes, Gabriel walked out of Lucifer's palace.

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Lucifer has been a little irritable under the pressure of work these past few days, just lacking a way to vent his anger.Michael could be said to be someone else rushing to deliver pillows when he fell asleep, and Lucifer would feel sorry for his hard work if he didn't fix him properly.

Looking at Lucifer's sneer, Michael felt a chill down his spine.

"No, no, your highness, please calm down, our companions cannot kill each other!"

"Don't worry, I can't beat you to death." Lucifer moved his neck, the crackling sound scared Michael into a cold sweat.

"Your Highness! You beat me half to death, and I won't be able to come to work tomorrow!" Michael tried to calm Lucifer down, but seeing the corners of Lucifer's mouth getting more and more exaggerated, he felt that these words It probably didn't impress him.

Yet the truth is the same.

"Michael, you said it as if you really worked hard when you came to work. Huh?" Lucifer's face was warm, but what he said made Michael feel more guilty.

"Cough, what's inside, work and rest, work and rest..." The more I talked, the more I lost my confidence.

"That's good, just let me combine work and rest." After speaking, Lucifer strode up to grab Michael by the collar and came to the training ground - the only place in heaven where you can fight at will.

When Michael stood still, Lucifer raised his leg and kicked Michael. Michael bowed back in shock, and the danger on his legs pushed away the belt he was wearing outside.

"Your Highness, you started without saying hello!" Michael dodged the attack while complaining about Lucifer's unreasonable playing of cards.

"Oh, are you still in the mood to complain?" Michael responded with another heavy punch.

Michael frantically blocked Lucifer's attack, but unexpectedly Lucifer grabbed his wrist, turned around and fell over his shoulder.

Michael felt dizzy and dizzy, and the impact of the intimate contact between his back and the floor instantly dislocated his internal organs.

"Ahem... Your Highness, I think if you keep fighting, you may not see your lovely adjutant tomorrow." Michael lay on the ground, his voice a little dying.

"It doesn't matter, I'll throw you to Mehta when I go back." Lucifer kicked Michael's foot, "Get up, don't pretend."

Michael raised his waist, sat up with his upper body according to his strength, and rubbed his sore back quilt. Michael sighed a little, "Your Highness, Meta is not omnipotent..." Before he finished speaking, A backflip neatly avoided Lucifer's side kick.

Lucifer curled his lips and accelerated his attack.He actually enjoyed this feeling of punching and punching. Unlike using spells in normal times, hand-to-hand combat can stimulate their most primitive desire for fighting.Although this kind of activity that determines the outcome by strength and skill may seem indecent, it is actually a good way to relieve stress.

Although Michael yelled miserably, he didn't suffer much except for the over-the-shoulder fall. After all, the deputy head of the Angel Legion is not a vegetarian.

The training ground is not a closed place, and the contest between the two Seraph Archangels here is still very eye-catching, especially, one of them is His Royal Highness Lucifer, who is recognized as the number one beauty.

"Oh my god, how long has Lucifer been to the training ground! I feel like I haven't seen His Highness for hundreds of years, His Highness is still so handsome!"

"Sure enough, if you want to see Lucifer a little younger, His Royal Highness Michael must make trouble. Come on, let's start. I bet His Royal Highness Michael can last for 10 minutes!"

"Who are you looking down on for 10 minutes?! At least a quarter of an hour!"

"Is it plausible? Is it plausible! Didn't you see that the two highnesses are not holding weapons! At least half an hour!"

"What are you arguing about! Why is no one betting His Royal Highness Michael will win?"

The originally chaotic auditorium suddenly fell silent, and the angel who defended Michael just now became the focus.

"Brother, have you just been baptized?"

"You may not know that if His Royal Highness Michael holds a sword, there may be some chances of winning."

"With bare hands..."

"How could an angel win His Royal Highness Lucifer?"

"There is no birth!"

"Brother, since you are young, I will tell you a well-known secret. The fighting of the other Seraphs were all taught by Lucifer, and His Highness was taught by my god himself."

An older angel looked at the young man sympathetically, "Tell me, how do you win?"

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Of course Michael wasn't as embarrassed as they teased, half an hour later Lucifer got angry enough, and made both of them stop for two days.

"There's no regress, there's progress." Lucifer patted the ashes on his body, and pulled up Michael who was still lying dead on the ground.

"That's because I have practiced fighting seriously, please don't be angry, Your Highness!" Michael naturally put his arm on Lucifer's shoulder, ready to go back together.

The two people who had a good relationship didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but the god in the crystal sky didn't like this scene very much.

"Luci, Michael, come to the temple."

The sudden oracle caught the two of them off guard, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Why did God summon us suddenly? Is this a sudden and urgent matter?"

Lucifer was also confused, "Maybe?"

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"Sure enough, I still can't tolerate Lucy getting too close to others." Yahweh was on the throne, throwing down the crystal ball angrily, and touched the spine of the book of prophecy with his fingertips unconsciously, "What should I do? Lucy likes children so much, but I can't bear him being too close to others..."

After injecting some divine power, Yahweh couldn't wait to open the book of prophecy, but it turned out to be blank.

"It's impossible? Except for things related to me, it's impossible for you not to know!" Yahweh snapped the book shut, and held it up to his eyes.

Yahweh, who was about to say something more, suddenly realized that something seemed wrong, "Wait, Lucy's child will also have something to do with me?"

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Gabriel: Your Highness!Michael is lazy!Go and clean him up!

Michael: Your Highness, hit lightly!Am I not your favorite adjutant?

Jehovah: I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language, lieutenant of what?

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