Who made you not earnestly create the world!

Samuel was looking for previous materials in the reference room. He stood in front of the wooden shelf in the reference room and picked out the materials, holding a large stack in his hand.

His eyes stopped in front of a booklet, and he raised his hand to pull out the booklet. After flipping through two pages, Samuel put it on his hand with satisfaction, and said to himself, "I finally found it."

The door of the reference room was opened, and Samuel turned his head to look over with a surprised expression, "Metatron, why are you here? Also, what is your expression?" Samuel looked at Metatron. A face... the intoxicated expression of the young girl Huaichun is very cold.

Awakened by Samuel's words, Metatron let out a dry cough and returned to his usual lazy and calm expression. Then he rolled his warm brown eyes, walked up to Samuel with a cheap smile and whispered something in his ear. All the information in it fell to the ground.

Metatron looked at Samuel who froze there with a shocked expression, and smiled even more.

Samuel, who couldn't regain his senses for a long time, saw Metatron's ugly face and instantly regained his senses. He grabbed Metatron's front and gritted his teeth and growled: "This is not a joke, Metatron. Long!"

Metatron spread his arms and said helplessly, "I don't dare to make fun of this kind of thing, father... that one is waiting in your office."

Samuel let go of the hands that were holding Metatron's lapel, with an expression of disbelief, completely gone from his usual cold and indifferent appearance.

Metatron patted Samuel on the shoulder and said, "Okay, calm down, that one is waiting, let's go."

When Samuel was dragged to the door of his office by Metatron, he quickly regained his senses and stopped him when Metatron was about to knock on the door. Then he frantically checked whether his dress and appearance were neat and clean.

Metatron almost laughed when he saw it there, but when he thought of his embarrassment in front of God before, he shrank again.

After tidying himself up, Samael coughed twice to clear his throat, and then knocked on the door—this kind of reaction to knocking on the door after entering his office made Samael feel rather weird—there was a call from inside. Phil's voice: "Come in."

Taking a deep breath and trying to suppress the chaotic emotions, Samuel calmly pushed open the wooden door carved with gorgeous patterns, and then his eyes were attracted by the silver figure, and he couldn't move away.

The same body, the same silver hair, and the same golden six wings, became just the cold and clear golden eyes, the supreme nobility and domineering imprinted on the soul that will never be forgotten, and the extremely cold and pure breath.

Just one look, and no soul will admit that it is theirs—God, their Lord.

Samuel knelt in front of the "Messiah", bowed his head and said reverently and piously, "Father God."

The silver-haired deity sat on the office chair belonging to Samuel, and all the documents that had filled the entire desk disappeared. There was only a set of tea sets on it, and the silver-haired deity held a cup of steaming hot tea in his hand. Teacup, behind him stood a smiling Raphael.

"Well, get up." Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, the silver-haired deity glanced at Samael and said lightly.

Samuel stood up, keeping his head down, not daring to lift it up.

There was silence in the room, and as long as the silver-haired god kept silent, the archangels would not dare to speak proactively.

The silver-haired deity is also very depressed. He is not the type who likes to chat with others or can jump the atmosphere. On the contrary, he prefers to observe the world and read stories belonging to others in a lively environment.To put it simply - he is a guy who likes to watch other people's excitement, but doesn't like to take the initiative to talk and be watched by others.

Because of God's long silence, the three archangels present all began to feel uneasy, wondering in unison if something had offended God.

Just when they were all sweating, there was a knock on the door.

The three archangels all breathed a sigh of relief, but they were pushed away by the guys outside before any angels in the office could speak out. The three archangels were all terrified, cursing in their hearts which guy was so rude Well, he opened the door and came in without waiting for the owner to respond!What if God the Father is angry!

A fiery red head and a clear and energetic voice indicated the identity of the visitor, "Is Samael there? Mehta asked me to come here for something... Is it..."

When he saw "Messiah" sitting and Metatron, Samuel, and Raphael standing, Michael was stunned. After seeing "Messiah" clearly, Michael was stunned. His simple-minded mind instantly turned into a paste and went blank.

Then, Gabriel's soft and pleasant voice came from the door, "Michael? Why don't you go in?"

When he saw the strange atmosphere in the room and the pitying eyes of Metatron, Samuel, and Raphael, Gabriel froze for a moment, then his clear blue eyes fixed on the silver figure. On the ground, Gabriel trembled when he touched the cold and clear golden eyes, and his eyes moved to the three archangels with difficulty.

The three archangels nodded solemnly.

Then--

Michael, who was in front of Gabriel, rushed to "Messiah" and knelt down in an instant, hugged "Messiah"'s thigh and howled in surprise, "Father God! It is really Father God!"

All the archangels were stunned by Michael's astonishing move, and even the silver-haired gods who wanted to see how Michael and Gabriel would react were startled by Michael.

Samuel was the first to come back to his senses. He was so angry that Michael's... embarrassing action turned green, and he said angrily: "Presumptuous! Michael, do you know what you are doing?!" He It is the chief judge of the angel, even if Michael is the deputy of Seraphim, he is qualified to question as long as he makes a mistake, not to mention that Michael's behavior can already be said to be disrespectful to God.

Gabriel, who recovered from Samael's anger, hurried forward and knelt down. Michael finally regained his sanity, and let go of his hands in a panic and knelt down.

The mood of the silver-haired deity who was hugged for the first time was quite...complicated, but there was really no anger at all, and more of a dumbfounding.As the dignified archangel and deputy of the blazing angel, how did Michael...be so proficient at hugging people's thighs?

He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the red head that was flamboyant and energetic, and there was a rare smile in the voice of the silver-haired god: "Get up, Michael, Gabriel."

Michael blushed under the intimacy of God, and stood up together with Gabriel in a rare and well-behaved manner.

Seeing that the archangels were all standing, the silver-haired deity was moved, and five chairs immediately appeared beside the desk. The silver-haired deity raised his chin and said, "Sit down, let's drink tea together."

Then five more teacups appeared on the desk.

Michael and Metatron quickly sat down on both sides of the silver-haired god, and the other three archangels who were a bit slower all flew a few eye knives in the past, and then sat down obediently, Raphael Picking up the teapot and pouring tea for everyone present, all the archangels drank the tea with low eyebrows, even Michael, who seemed to have ADHD, was no exception.

The whole office was as quiet as a cemetery, and the atmosphere was even heavier than the execution ground.

The silver-haired god cursed, if he had known this group of guys would be so boring, he would not have brought them together. He originally wanted to enjoy the relaxed and leisurely feeling when they met with their archangels.

When Lucifer walked to the door of Samael's office, he felt a deeply familiar atmosphere, he was a little puzzled, knocked on the door and said loudly: "Samael, are you there?"

"Your Highness Lucifer, come in."

Samuel actually called me His Highness?Lucifer raised his eyebrows, turned the doorknob and pushed the door in. He knew what was going on the first time he saw it.

After a moment of astonishment, Lucifer closed the door, stepped forward and knelt down in front of "Messiah" and said: "Father God."

Satisfied with Lucifer's calm, silver-haired deity, as expected of the shining morning star created by him, he stretched out his hand to Lucifer and said, "Get up and sit, Lucy." A chair, and a teacup on the table.

Under the envious and jealous gazes of all the archangels, Lucifer put his hands on the hands of the "Messiah" stretched out to him and stood up by himself - don't expect God to help him up with force, at most it's just a show.After God withdrew his hand, Lucifer looked at Michael who was sitting next to God.

After a while, Michael left what he had done aggrievedly, and sat on the vacant chair, and Lucifer sat next to God in satisfaction and joy.

The silver-haired god drank tea calmly while turning a blind eye.

Because he often went to see God when he had nothing to do, Lucifer did not have such a serious fear of God compared to other archangels, and after 1000 years of getting along with him, he also knew that his father God was more important than a quiet and silent atmosphere. He liked that kind of leisurely and cheerful environment, so he took the initiative to ask: "Father God, why did you come down?"

The silver-haired deity put down the teacup, and Gabriel poured it quickly, "Well, come down and take a walk."

Lucifer smiled and asked, "How was the journey?"

The silver-haired deity glanced at Metatron next to him, and said calmly, "It's okay."

The archangel who had been peeking at God naturally did not ignore God's actions. Metatron almost buried his face in the teacup. Raphael's face turned black when he thought about it. The other archangels looked at each other after seeing the expressions of these two. With one glance, they decided to torture and extract a confession together after God left.

Even Lucifer, who for some reason came down from the ninth heaven with the body of the Messiah, really couldn't find a suitable topic to talk about, and the atmosphere became weird and heavy again.

Now even the silver-haired god can't stand the atmosphere anymore, looking at the Archangel who was nervous and overwhelmed except for Lucifer, he said helplessly: "Don't be so restrained, I just came down for a walk." After a pause, he asked again, "Samael, do you have a harp here?"

Surprised by being named, Samael quickly replied: "Yes, Father God, I'll get it right away." Then he stood up and saluted the silver-haired god and rushed out of the office. Those who didn't know it thought the office There are scourges.

Seeing this, the archangels bowed their heads and drank tea, scolding Samuel for being impolite in their hearts, what the hell is your attitude? !God the Father will be angry!

The silver-haired deity was deeply frustrated.

In the minds of these archangels, is he a god who is easily angry and likes to punish creation? !

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Another chapter update~~

Also, thank you Yahwei for your support and comments, with your support, we will work hard to toss the Archangels!

ps: Metatron and Michael are rolling there for collection and tweed, have you seen it~(≧▽≦)/~

Tonight, I found that chapter 12 was empty, so we changed it a bit. The chapters after chapter 11 have been moved forward by one chapter. I hope readers will forgive me.