how to seduce an angel

No wonder Deville never celebrates Angel's Day. Wherever he goes, there is an angel-shaped light.

I caught Deville through the bridge hole and escaped from the street amidst the discussions, and the beam of light rushing towards Deville made an acute angle and turned to chase after him.

This scene became a spectacle on the Angel Festival, and the angels looked up and watched closely wherever they flew.

"there!"

"That's Lanza?"

"Lanza is also in Lecini Harbor?"

Yes, I have been living outside your temple for more than a month.

It is impossible to get rid of these angels in the harbor of Leciny. I was about to take Deville to fly over the Lecinne River, but Deville stopped and refused to go forward.

"I cannot leave the Lecini Harbor."

"Then I'm here to take off your mask?"

"..."

"You read those books from the Demon Realm all day long, why not go directly to the Demon Realm to have a look. The God Realm is enveloped in blessings tonight, and there won't be any blind demons looking for trouble."

The blessing of the Heavenly Father can provide angels with substantial bonuses. If the Demon Realm wants to attack the God Realm on any day, it will definitely not be Angel's Day.

I don't know what convinced him, Deville no longer resisted, and I pulled him away, leaving the station for the first time in the 120 years of guarding the Lecini Harbor.

Leaving the God Realm and entering the Seventh Realm, following Deville's beam of light stayed outside the harbor for a long time, like iron nails looking for a magnet, swaying from side to side and extending, after all, did not break through the boundary between the gods and demons, and turned back to the port of Lecini.

Even so, it still alarmed the guards of the seventh domain.

Birminger led the guards of the Seventh Domain to the riverside, and saw me leading a four-winged angel staring at Deville's masked face with a strange expression, as if trying to see through the mask.

First, I met the fake "Birminer" all over the street, and then I saw the real one. How on earth do you want to discourage me today?

Before I said anything, Birminger couldn't help it, and said sarcastically: "On Angel's Day, bring a four-winged angel who has just received blessings to the Demon Realm, Lansa, you still do whatever you want without knowing the importance."

I don’t know whether it’s serious or not, but I do do whatever I want. For hundreds of years, there is nothing I can’t do.

I waved my hand and said, "Thanks to him, I let you go today, let's go."

Fighting me head-on would lead to no good results, and Birminger knew this well, and without giving me a chance to taunt him further, he happily asked the guards to retreat.

There were only three of us left by the river, and Birminger glanced at Deville again and asked, "Where are you taking him? The Red Lips Hotel?"

"Why are you asking? Want to join us? Give up, I don't like you."

"..." Birminger: "It means that your taste is not high, and you only know how to find some fake and noble white-haired chickens."

"Then who is running after Dana?"

"I can still tell the difference between a fallen angel and an angel."

I was too lazy to argue with him, so I remembered something and asked him: "Is the magic school still open?"

Birminger's face changed: "Where are you going to take him?"

Asking him is useless.

I simply took Deville past him and flew in the direction of the magic school.