how to seduce an angel

I lingered in the seventh realm for two days, and I didn't figure out what was going on.

When I was drinking in the tavern on the third day, a high-level demon used magic to plot against me, scratched my arm, and I chopped it all to pieces.

His body was piled on the floor of the tavern, and the demons were chatting and laughing without even giving him a look.

The boss went to the street to find a cleaner, and after a while the cleaner came in and cleaned him out.

This incident was like flipping a switch——

In the past 100 years, I have made great achievements, and few demons can get close to me. This time, I was wounded by a mere high-level demon. The news that the great demon Lansa's combat power has declined spread like wildfire.

Birminger is right. There are many demons in the demon world who want to step on my dead body to ascend to the throne of the demon king. The first day the news spread, three big demons came to my door.

In the next few days, I didn't stay idle, and chopped down thirty or forty challengers without even a single shot, and then I was able to deter this group of ambitious fellows again.

There was a lot of blood on the clothes, and the black broadsword became a little blunt. After all, it was a few years ago since the last time the weapon was maintained, so I headed back to the Ninth Realm to find Dana to sharpen the blade for me.

——Dana was my first fallen angel lover, and also my weapon maintainer.

At that time, I was attracted by the way he focused on enchanting weapons, so I pursued him.

After we broke up, we lost contact for several years. Later, he was entangled by Birmingner. When I passed by, I helped him drive Birmingner away, and then we resumed contact.

——It’s just a normal exchange between friends, I’m famous in the devil world for not turning back.

Dana and I both live in the Ninth Realm. After returning from the Seventh Realm, I didn't go back to my castle, but went directly to the weapon workshop on Angel Street.

Dana had a customer, so I flew to sit on the roof of the clothing store opposite and waited for him.

After about half an hour, the customers in the store left, and I came down from the roof and walked into the store to pass the broad knife over.

Dana held the handle of the knife and stood it up for a careful inspection. An eye knife came over and said, "Next time you make the knife so dirty, you can ask someone to take care of it for you."

I shrugged and said, "Don't blame me, it's because too many demons have died recently."

Dana ignored me, put the black broadsword on a metal stand, put on a pair of white gloves, and began to clean the dirt from the blade.

I sat on a chair and watched with my chin propped up. He suddenly glanced at me, snorted, and said, "What's the matter with your expression? It looks like you've lost your love. Why, the famous Master Lanza has finally stumbled?"

"...You say I'm broken in love?"

I still don't know how to write the word broken love.

"I heard that you've been chasing an angel named Mephis around recently," Dana said harshly, "In my impression, he's not that attractive, so you shouldn't be so fascinated by that kind of thing."

After Dana broke up with me, he was very concerned about the quality of my lover, not because he had no more love for me, but because his pride did not allow me to find a lover who was too bad after him and discredit him.

Over the past 100 years, I have had more than a dozen lovers who broke up because Dana didn't like her.

No way, who made him the best weapon maintainer in the ninth domain.

I asked curiously, "Do you know Mephis?"

In my opinion, Memphis looks good, and he is still a four-winged angel. Why is Dana calling him "that kind of thing"?

Dana said indifferently, "It's just what I heard."

"What did you hear?"

Dana glanced at the degree of damage to the blade of the black broadsword, and began to apply repair magic.

He said: "I heard that he made a big mistake hundreds of years ago, and was cut off a pair of wings by Deville."