Deville activated the Primordial Stone, established a ban and a sleep festival, and did a bunch of messy things on his own.

Knowing that as long as I see Mephis, I will know everything, but I still let me come to the Ninth Realm.

He also knew that he couldn't hide it from me for long, so he dared to lie to me a second time.

He likes to lie, so I will act with him. I want to see how long he can bear it.

"Why don't you go?"

"..."

Holding my hand harder, I shook him off in displeasure, and said, "Is this question hard to answer?"

Deville's eyes are like an ancient well without waves, and his emotions are hidden under the water. From the outside, he can only see the black water surface with water, and the water surface spreads outward, almost drowning himself.

Just when my patience was about to run out, he asked, "Do you like him?"

"Not to mention. It's better than demons anyway, and it can pass the time."

"You don't mingle with other angels while you have a lover."

"Of course not when I have a lover, but," I rolled my eyes up and down at him, and said frivolously, "You also know that I like angels more."

"..."

"Don't worry, it's not so fast, I still like you now."

After returning to the Ninth Realm, I didn't mention this matter again, and I entangled with Deville in the Lord's Palace for a few days.

When I was resting, I stroked the end of his hair one after another. He lowered his head and let me play with it. His black eyes flickered for a moment, and he leaned over and hugged me.

The peace talks between the gods and demons are still advancing, and Kunel will call Deville every now and then.

In his absence, I went to find Dana on Angel Street and asked him to reforge a weapon for me.

Dana was teaching me how to add enchantments to weapons when Dwyer first found me on Angel Street.

The operating table was tailor-made for Dana, and we, a fallen angel and a demon, looked very crowded next to each other.

"Why are you here?" I took the time to look at him.

Deville came over without saying a word, took my hand, I hesitated between the weapon and him, and followed him to leave the angel workshop.

On the way, I made fun of him while walking: "What are you doing, you think I'm going to turn back?"

Dwyer didn't speak, just grabbed my hand harder.

Forging weapons is not a matter of a day or two. I often come to Angel Street to observe the process of forming weapons.

On the day the prototype of the black broadsword first appeared, Danazhi asked me to pass him a polishing compound.

I walked around the console and walked to the door, just in time to see Seraph, whose weapon is a scepter, and Deville walking together, and visited Angel Street under the introduction of Kunil.

Deville looked into the store and met my eyes.

I just said it casually, I didn't expect that Seraphim was really on the list of the mission.

There are six angels who came together, all with six wings, which is enough to show the sincerity of the God Realm for this peace talk.

The angel of scepters walked in the front, turned his head following Deville's line of sight, and saw me standing at the door.

He was very educated, and after only a moment of contemplation, he nodded to me gently and humbly.

The same blond hair, also wearing the uniform of an angel, he is one of the best among the angels, and he also has the temperament of a seraphim, but he is far behind Deville back then.

Deville's attention was lost on the angels and demons around him when he saw me.

I was caught between a rock and a hard place—

The Angel of Wands is out of my league, and I'm not in the mood to flirt with him, but Dwyer is here...

I got the polishing agent on the shelf and threw it to Dana. In just a few seconds, I made a decision, strode out of the workshop, and came to the seraphim under the gaze of Deville.

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