how to seduce an angel

Deville stopped not far from me, like someone who finally waited for his boots to fall, relief and judgment came at the same time.

He said softly, "You remember?"

"Remember what? About Birmingham or about the wizarding school?" I asked.

Deville's pupils dilated slightly, like a black shadow, standing still in place.

"I met Mephis at the magic school in the ninth domain. Without him, when are you going to tell me?"

"..."

"You don't know me too well, and you have too little confidence in yourself."

I snorted coldly, "Things on the battlefield are one thing, and things between lovers are another. Gods and demons are at war, we have different positions, we fight each other, and each suffers casualties. Do you think I will blame you for those things? "

The frozen shadow loosened a bit, like an ancient dusty tree that was suddenly blown off the surface by the wind.

I approached him, leaned over and said, "My request to my lover is very simple, as long as you don't lie to me, or are you really guilty because of what you did?"

Deville looked down at me, slowly stretched out his hand, his slender fingers froze in mid-air, and gently hooked my wrist.

"It's fine." I smiled and stood up.

His strength is so light that he can break free with a slight swing, staring at me: "How much do you remember?"

"Not much, Mephis told me that I really stabbed you in front of the Holy Land of Canaan?"

"..."

"What? Sad? That's why we broke up?"

"No."

"That's... Anyway, I will remember it sooner or later, let's not talk about it."

I held him with my backhand, dismissed the topic, and asked as if nothing had happened: "What does Kunnell want you for?"

"..." Deville tightened his fingers on my wrist and said, "The God Realm is worried that the Demon Realm will fight again after you wake up, and wants to sign a peace agreement."

"They don't come to mess with me, so I don't have that leisurely mind."

"……Um."

"So, what did you talk about?"

Deville's hand strengthened again, slipped down from the wrist, and his fingers embedded in my fingertips, pulling me forward, saying: "War is harmful to the world of gods and demons, whether it is me or Kunel, I don’t even want to see such a situation, it’s best to have peace talks.”

"Then let's talk."

"Kunil has convened the lords of the other eleven domains, and they are already discussing the specific content of the agreement."

"When was the peace talk?" I recalled: "About 500 years ago, I saw a seraphim with a scepter on the battlefield. It looks very to my liking—"

Honestly, I can't remember either.

But there is indeed such a number one person in my impression.

"—He will definitely attend the peace talks at that level, do you know what his name is?"

"..." Deville stopped.

I continued to walk forward, but was dragged back by him, turned around and asked strangely, "Why didn't you leave?"