how to seduce an angel

Although I said that I wanted to chase Deville, I couldn't think of a way to deal with this heartless and heartless guy for a while, so I simply stayed at the peak of Lecini and observed him at a close distance.

Deville's life is as boring as he said, apart from reading books every day, he is practicing magic.

After I stayed, he just moved his haunt from the gazebo outside the temple to the root of the giant tree outside the barrier.

Both angels and demons have a slow sense of time, and Deville can maintain one movement for a whole day. I sat on the branch of a giant tree and looked down at him with my chin propped up. I grabbed a petal from the tree and threw it down.

The first petal was blown away from my preset track by the wind, and fell to the ground by rubbing the back of his hand.

Taking advantage of the trend, I took another hand of petals, and hurled them down, the petals fluttered one after another, some fell on the book, some fell on Deville's lap, and the most clever and lustful petal fell on his blond hair.

I laughed silently, waiting for Deville to talk to me, but he just looked up, brushed the leaves off his hair and the book, and continued reading.

"..."

Deville didn't say anything, but just this look gave me the motivation to continue finding fault.

I gathered magic power in the palm of my hand, aimed at the right angle, and suddenly opened my hand, a strong wind blew past the tip.

The leaves were mixed with petals and fell down. Deville didn't even raise his head this time, and directly set up an enchantment above him. The broken branches and fallen leaves were bounced off the moment they touched the enchantment, and fell to the ground a few meters away. .

"..." He is so boring.

I jumped down from the tree, stepped on the fallen leaves and petals all over the ground, walked to him, pulled out the book in his hand and turned two pages.

I have never had anything to do with books. When I was a child in the magic school, I could sit quietly for a while and learn a few magic spells. Later, I realized that reading could not defeat the devil king, so I went to the weapon master to forge the broad knife.

Sure enough, violent suppression is more effective than learning those delicate magic.

I felt dizzy when I saw the densely packed words on the book. I closed the book and scanned the cover: "The Complete Book of the Demon Realm", which was written tens of thousands of years ago, probably tells the history of the Demon Realm from the time of creation.

This kind of book demon world doesn't necessarily exist, what does Deville an angel look at?

I threw the book back and said, "If you want to understand the Demon World, go and have a look. What's the use of just reading these books?"

Deville was not annoyed at being robbed of the book. He turned to the page he read before and said, "I want to guard the harbor of Lecini, and I cannot leave at will."

"How about leaving for a while?" As far as I know, many angels will go to the surrounding area to inspect during the guarding period, as long as the guarding area is not attacked by the demons during this period.

"..."

knew.It's probably the same as he never mentions questions that can't be answered. Wherever he wants to guard, he won't leave without permission. This is his principle.

"Aren't you so tired?"

"Not tired."

I knew it was useless to ask.

The sun is just right, the crown of the tree casts a shadow on the ground, and the light casts down from the gaps between the leaves, forming light spots.

Deville leaned against the tree trunk, his silver clothes were scattered on the barrier that isolated the ground, one leg was laid flat, and the other leg was propped up, the light brushed his wings behind his back, and landed on his forehead, long and dense Her eyelashes shimmered with golden light.

The atmosphere was quiet and peaceful, and I went around and lay down beside him, pillowing on his lap.

Deville glanced at me distractedly, and I admired his beauty from bottom to top for a while, smelled the familiar smell and closed my eyes, and said, "I don't like reading, read to me."

Deville had no objection, so I chanted in a melodious voice with my heart: "Like the divine veins in the God Realm, the demon veins run through the entire Demon Realm. Under the cover of the Demon Veins, the demons in the Demon Realm have an inexhaustible source of magic , and at the same time can obtain a large amount of strength increase—”

"Wait," I interrupted him, "there is such a thing in the Devil Realm? Where is it? Why don't I know?"

Deville said: "Yes. Only the demon kings of the past can perceive the magic pulse."

"Oh... keep reading."

"—Demons in the demon world can increase the effect of the increase by strengthening the magic vein..."

"By the way!" I interrupted him again and asked, "Which book did you read about me?"

"..." Deville said patiently: ""Ten Devils in the Demon World"."

"Top Ten Devils? Am I ranked first?"

"Ah."

"Who else is as famous as me?"

"The previous demon king Dempsey, the lord of the ninth domain, Kunel, and the lord of the seventh domain, Birmina—"

I quickly opened my eyes: "Forget about Dempsey, what is Birminger? He deserves to appear in the same book as me?"

I thought of the devil who didn't look like a devil, and added with a cold snort: "I don't think he's even as good as Garcia."

"..."

After a while, Deville asked, "Do you still want to listen?"

"Listen!" I found a comfortable position on his lap and pillowed it, and closed my eyes comfortably.