Son of the Morning Star

"Ah, it hurts!" Michael's wailing spread throughout Lucifer's palace.

Lucifer ignored Michael's wailing, and still focused on treating him.

"Does it hurt?" Lucifer finished his treatment, stood up and looked at Michael.

"Of course it hurts! Your Highness, you and God are simply demons...Ahhh, don't hit me, Your Highness! I dare not!"

Before Michael could finish saying the word "devil", Lucifer punched Michael on the head.

How could Lucifer allow Michael to slander his most beloved God?

It's a pity that Michael spoke without thinking at all, offending many angels.Now he has brought his death-defying character to the extreme, offending two bosses in one fell swoop.

Lucifer let go of Michael, and asked lightly: "Michael, why did you write such... lyrics?"

After all, no matter how hard Michael tried to die, he wouldn't even dare to treat God as a prank target?There are still many people in heaven that Michael can carry out pranks on?

"Your Highness, the lyrics of the hymn I wrote are all true? Why are you beating me!" Michael was tearful, completely unable to understand why he was being beaten.

Lucifer: "..."

He didn't want to admit that when he was selecting his adjutant, he thought Michael was very smart for a moment.

"Okay, go back and rest for a few days. Let me know next time you plan to make trouble."

Prepare him to clean up the mess.

"Your Highness, I have never caused any trouble!" Michael argued bitterly, "Also, Your Highness..."

"What's wrong?" Lucifer took a deep breath, thinking that Michael had caused some trouble again.

After all, this red-haired angel had offended so many angels that even Raphael refused to heal him, so he had to treat Michael himself in the end.

Lucifer said that half of the things he deals with every day are from heaven, and the other half is caused by Michael!

Michael hesitated for a moment, and looked at Lucifer with sincere eyes: "Your Highness, can I ask for leave on Monday?"

He doesn't want to recuperate on the day off!

Lucifer: "..."

Three seconds later, Michael left with two tears on his face, and a lot of official business in his hands.

Well, vacation plans failed.

Just as Michael left, there was a slight fluctuation of magic power in the air, Lucifer turned around: "My God."

The silver-haired deity nodded slightly as a response, then approached Lucifer, and handed him a shiny bracelet: "Luci, this is a birthday present I prepared for you, do you like it?"

Lucifer took the bracelet and looked at it carefully: "Is this... made of stars?"

"Well, I see that you like stars, so I picked a few stars to make this bracelet."

"Thank you, my God." Lucifer happily accepted the gift, and put it on his wrist directly.

Lucifer liked the faint white light of the stars very much, even though God told him that he was the "Messenger of Light" and promised to give him all the light, he still liked the stars more.

After a little bit of pride, God began to worry about what to give for the next birthday present.

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