how to seduce an angel

After that day, I didn't ask for trouble to provoke Deville for two weeks.

In a blink of an eye, it was the Angel Day of the God Realm.

Angel Day is a day when the Heavenly Father of the God Realm bestows blessings on angels, and many angels will be blessed and promoted on this day.

With just a few days until the Angel's Day, the Lecini Harbor is in a festive atmosphere.

The most notable point is that the number of demons staying in the port of Leciny dropped sharply as the festival approached.

I used to walk on the street with black and white wings, but these days it is just a little black among the white bushes.

It's normal, because this day of the year is the most indulgent day for the angels, they will temporarily abandon the setting of high coldness and restraint, and release their emotions as much as they want.

And this kind of environment full of divinity will make the demons uncomfortable, so except for some demons who have to stay here, most demons will evacuate the God Realm a few days before the festival.

There is a strong festive atmosphere in the port of Leciny, but it is quiet and peaceful on the peak of Leciny.

Deville is like a saint who lives in seclusion here, ignoring world affairs, and the noise and excitement under the peak does not affect him at all.

I thought it was because he lived alone and forgot about the day of Angel's Day. When I told him about it, he replied: "I know."

"I know why you are not excited at all? Oh, you are the son of God, even if you don't go down to meddle, that old guy's blessing will come to you on his own initiative."

Dwyer was noncommittal.

"Did you celebrate the festival by yourself in other places?"

"Ah."

"Is it like this every year?"

"Ah."

I grabbed the book in his hand and threw it behind me casually, saying: "Then you are not this year, this year you have to go to the port of Leciny with me for the holiday."

As soon as Deville raised his hand, the book I threw back returned to his hand, "I can't leave here."

"why?"

"..."

"The following is also your residence, why can't you go?"

"..."

His reaction was a little familiar, and I suddenly realized: "Oh, wings, don't even the angels here know that you are missing a pair of wings?"

Dwyer finally said "hmm".

"It's easy," I snapped my fingers, "just wear a mask."

In my opinion, an angel is like a lunatic who has pretended to be serious for a year, and finally comes out to let the wind go. In order to seek excitement, he will do many things that he would never get involved in normally.

But the next day, he had to continue to show off to take Joe. If he was found out what he did the day before, the high-cold setting would not be able to be maintained.

So hundreds of years ago, there were demons in the Demon Realm who saw this business opportunity and went to the God Realm to sell various masks on Angel's Day.

Once the mask is worn, no one loves it. The day before, it is crazy and pretentious, and the next morning, it is a cold and proud good angel.

It's not like Deville is as consistent as the outside, it's not that there are not many of them.

I clicked my tongue and said, "You are not that boring and narcissistic heavenly father, so you don't need to be so extraordinary."

Deville hesitated to speak: "..."

The lowest demon in the demon world would often mock the Lord of the God Realm. He probably knew that even if he stopped me, I wouldn't listen, so he didn't speak in the end.

"You are stationed here, and you don't even participate in the grandest festival here. Do you think they are not worthy to celebrate the festival with you?"

"Angels in the divine world are equal," DeVille said.

"That's all right, you won't be polluted if you go down to celebrate the festival. Now you lack a pair of wings, and no one will know who you are when you wear a mask. It's settled like that. I'll go buy a mask and come to you at night."

After speaking, he did not give Deville a chance to refuse, and flew away from the peak of Lecini.