how to seduce an angel

After casting the man-finding spell on Dwyer's feather, it turned in my hand, pointing towards the peak of Lecini.

It is natural for Deville's feathers to point to his main body, but if you look carefully, you will find that the feathers are not firmly pointing to the peak of Lecini, but trembling, as if there is a force pulling him in another direction.

Using magic to cut off the connection between Feather and Deville, the half-erected Feather immediately draws an arc in my hand, pointing to the Seventh Realm across the river from Lecini Harbor.

Deville's clone is in the Demon Realm?

The feather only pointed out the direction, and I searched along the road where the feather pointed. Every time I met an angel, I had to stop and observe.

Entering the seventh realm, flying past the tavern where I ate in the morning, the feather pointed to the ninth realm, and finally sent me to Angel Street.

Most of the people living on Angel Street are fallen angels, and there are also some sentries and diplomatic missions from the God Realm. I used to come to Angel Street often, but I really didn’t pay attention to the angels in the embassy.

The tip of the feather is facing the embassy. Could it be that Deville's clone is mixed in with the diplomatic corps?

When passing by the weapons workshop, Dana looked up in a hurry and asked in surprise when he saw me, "Why did you come back so soon?"

After I came to Dana to maintain weapons in the past, I couldn't think of the weapon workshop for a few years.

This time I have only been walking for more than a month, and I have appeared on Angel Street again, which is indeed "quick".

Dana glanced at the broad knife on my back, guessed, and his face froze, gradually showing disbelief and helplessness.

With a "clang", he poked the awl in his hand into the console, destroying his self-cultivation: "You broke the weapon again? Lansa, are you looking for death? How dare you treat me like this?" The weapon I maintained? Get lost, a simple-minded brat like you is not worthy of using a knife, and a pickaxe is more suitable for you."

Being scolded for no reason, I raised my hands and surrendered unjustly: "...I didn't come to ask you to repair weapons."

Dana didn't believe it, so I had to show him the knife on my back to show my innocence.

"I'm here to find..." It can't be said that I'm here to find Deville's clone, "I'm here to find a day—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a "boom" explosion in the embassy ahead, and the glass on a certain floor fell to the street.

"Our new lord really didn't care about it, and actually did something in the embassy." Dana smiled sarcastically as if he had nothing to do with himself.

new lord? "Garcia is in there?"

Dana ignored me, pulled out the awl and went back to work.

Garcia should have come after Memphis.

I don't know where to pick a fight.

It doesn't matter what happens to the two of them, but don't hurt Deville's clone.

I walked into the embassy with a broad knife on my back, and saw Garcia confronting a group of angels in the lobby on the third floor.

The angels stood in front of the broken window, all indignant, as if they had been greatly insulted, they stretched their necks and shouted: "Garcia! Do you know what you are doing! Even if you are a lord, you can't make trouble in the embassy, ​​you This is declaring war on the God Realm!"

Garcia did not appear to be disobedient among the angels, and dyed his wings white, maybe he could confuse the real ones.

He looked at the broken window, as if he wanted to find someone's shadow in the air, he clenched the heavy iron chain in his hand, then let it go after a while, and said as politely as possible: "I didn't mean to offend, I came here just to catch A spy trying to start a war."

"You, you actually said that there are spies in the embassy!? How unreasonable, unreasonable!!"

The feather in my hand was pointing at the group of angry angels on the opposite side. I looked at them one by one, but none of them caught my eye.

Deville's clone is too different from him.

I really don't know what to do.

Find it first.

I held the feather branch weakly and came out from the corner of the stairs. At this moment, Garcia didn't seem to intend to entangle with these angels any longer, and suddenly turned around.

"Lanza? Why are you here?" A look of surprise flashed across Garcia's face, but there seemed to be something else besides that.

I didn't distinguish carefully, because all my attention was on the feather in my hand.

At this moment, the feather pulled from Deville's wing pointed straight at Garcia in front of him, and stopped.