[Comprehensive] Throne of God

"Meta, Meta, I brought something!"

As soon as he entered Metatron's palace, Michael smelled a sweet fragrance of flowers, mixed with holy water, which was even more refreshing. In this world, only Metatron dared to ask the heavenly father to use holy water as a perfume seasoning .In private, Michael generally omits the respectful titles he has for his friends, but his attitude towards Lucifer is an insurmountable respect.

"Michael, did the Dragon King give it to you so soon?"

The silver-haired angel shook the crystal cup in his hand, his blue eyes glowed softly, Metatron, who is now the Prime Minister of Heaven, looked at his companion with a smile, and said softly and softly.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that Bechymos hadn't gone to the Dragon Clan to retrieve the fetal membranes for so long, maybe he still has a little kindness."

Michael put down the small jar, and watched Metatron curiously tear open its seal, and use a crystal stick to extract all the golden ointment inside, and complete the last step of his winemaking with other materials.In this way, as long as the wine is divided among everyone after the wine is successfully brewed, Bechymos will never want to become an adult.

"Michael, did you dream of anything after drinking the last drink?"

Narrowly joking about the red-haired man, Metatron walked towards the wine cellar with the freshly made wine. Le also relaxed a lot by his side, following Metatron's footsteps while walking and chatting.

"It's a pity, I didn't feel any changes at all, let alone a precognitive dream, Mehta."

Shrugging freely, Michael is still looking forward to what the flower of time can show him, but he has not found any effect in the past few years, and can only be disappointed that he does not have that opportunity. Every living being can meet the opportunity of the future It is simply impossible to meet.

"Did Lucifer drink it? I think he is the most likely to succeed among us."

"why is that?"

"It's probably my intuition. If even the strongest among us doesn't have the effect of inducing the Flower of Time, the other angels are unlikely."

Pointing his finger at his temple, Metatron stared at the last jar of time wine left in the wine cellar, wondering if he had made a mistake. None of the companions who drank the wine at the tea party dreamed of the future .

Michael was stunned for a while, because he forgot to ask His Highness Lucifer if he had had a drink, but according to His Highness's personality, he probably didn't drink either, so he would have to talk a few more times.

After staying in Metatron's palace for a while, Michael turned around and visited Archangel's palace.

Heaven is always bright no matter it is day or night. After several months of workload, Lucifer finally entered into a state of rest with a sigh of relief.Sitting alone in the bedroom and temporarily unable to fall asleep, Lucifer hesitated for a while, but ordered his angel to bring the wine over.

He didn't even remember how long he had put the jug of wine on hold. If Michael hadn't mentioned it frequently in his ear recently, he would have probably forgotten it.

The angels left the bedroom carefully after putting away their things. Those of good quality would not do the thing of looking up at His Highness's face. Disrespect is a very unbearable behavior for an angel.

The honey-colored wine filled the crystal glass to [-]% full, and after slightly shaking the glass named the wine of time, Lucifer picked it up and drank it gracefully.The ice-cold liquid was drawn into the throat, but a hot feeling could surge in the next moment, and the mellow fragrance slowly emerged from the mouth. The always picky Archangel also admitted that it was worthy of Metatron's craftsmanship.

The wine moistened the lips and cast a clear light on the blue eyes. Lucifer calmly picked up the flagon and poured another glass. Sometimes it's a good enjoyment to drink alone and quietly.

When Lucifer drank the last cup, he unknowingly recalled all kinds of things after his birth, and the scene with the most images was his office in heaven, which was the scene he had to face almost every day in heaven. things.I can't say how hard it was, but when I really think about these days, I still feel tired.

Long blond hair fell down both sides of his cheeks, Seraph Archangel was so quiet even when he was drunk, he just lay down on the table, waiting for the next day to wake up and continue to deal with official duties, no one would bother him at this time he.

"Tired? Then I don't blame you for being drunk."

Fingers lifted the blond hair that fell on the man's forehead, and God, who often went out in a messianic shell, sat opposite him, resting his cheek on his right hand and watching his hardworking Seraph Archangel.When he stayed in the Great Cathedral and ignored worldly affairs, the things in heaven depended on him to control the overall situation.

The brown pupils glanced at the clean jug, Yahweh also knew that Lucifer was under a bit of pressure, it seems that he still needs to give the angels a day off, otherwise it would be bad if he couldn't think about it. .Although the lifespan of angels is theoretically the same as that of heaven and earth, it does not mean that they can all live to the end.

It is a bit similar to the five declines of heaven and man in oriental mythology. The catastrophe of angels is that their lives are too long, and their own belief in light prevents them from being shaken by foreign objects, but it is easy to breed all kinds of demons and hearts in the long run Knots, unable to find the motivation to live or lose their optimistic attitude towards life, such angels are the easiest to seek relief.

He didn't hope that one day even Seraphim would cause him such problems. The children he created with his own hands must be as strong in mind as in body.

Seeing that the blond angel was sleeping deeply but seemed restless, but Jehovah could not give him any comfort, he had already forgotten the meaning of sleep, and this was just a quiet time for him.The outstretched finger of the god lightly touched a drop of wine that slid down the corner of his lips, and the fingertips stained with wine exuded a special fragrance of flowers.

Lucifer, who was lying on the table, made a vague sound. Yahweh turned his ears to listen carefully, but found that the soft tip of his tongue was licking his fingers. In the eyes of the gods, he looked more like a cub who had let his guard down. Don't miss that last sip of sleep-boosting drink.

'The flower of time...'

God simply wiped his fingers, checked the wine in the jug, and as expected, analyzed the existence of the Flower of Time through his divine sense. He did not expect that Metatron and the others would dare to use this thing to make wine.Once this kind of flower, which can be called a spiritual thing, is used to disturb the cause and effect in the world, the law will not allow this kind of lucky thing to continue to survive.

With a slight movement of divine power, Yahweh, who was sitting on the chair, was playing with the clean wine glass in the closet, and his mind directly moved Lucifer's body to the bed.But he himself looked at the wine glass boringly, the beautiful patterns on the glass seemed to be drawn by Lucy.

The water-colored curtain automatically slipped from the hook next to it, and the gemstones adorned on it made a beautiful sound when they collided. The belt of the angel's corset was untied and flew into the closet beside him, and the robe was gradually taken off. , the comfortable blanket covered Lucifer's naked body.

The hazy light came into his eyes, and the fragrance of green grass penetrated his nostrils. The angel who hadn't slept enough was awakened by the surrounding breath. Before he had time to look around, the expression of Lucifer, who had always been well-mannered, changed.

The long blond hair seemed to be stained with the morning dew, his naked body lay undisguised on the grass, the man's handsome face was flushed with embarrassment, it was the first time he found himself outside naked, if Wouldn't it be embarrassing to have an angel pass by just now.

Lucifer immediately condensed a robe for himself. Although this kind of energy clothing is uncomfortable to wear, it can also solve the urgent need.Frowning and looking at the surrounding scenery, there is no doubt that this is heaven, and judging by the strength of space, it should be the eighth star sky.

So... why did he appear in the star sky when he was clearly in the crystal sky?

"The wine of time, is this the future?"

When Lucifer avoided all the angels and saw the iconic building of the academy, he thought of some reason in surprise, because although the environment here is similar, it seems to be older.

A girl's whistling voice came from far to near, Lucifer hid himself without thinking too much, he believed that no matter in the past or in the future, no one in heaven except Seraphim and God would be able to notice him.He still doesn't know the effect of the flower of time. First, he needs to collect information about this world. It's not good to be seen through easily.

"Sir Seraph's harp has not been taken away, what should I do?"

A little angel was so anxious that she was about to cry, her big glasses were crooked, and the classical harp in her arms was carefully placed on the ground with a white cloth. Looking around, she couldn't see any familiar companions, but she really dare not leave.

"Don't delay your highness's time to go to the great hall to play, then how can I face your highness in the future, I can only go to inform the dean first."

"what……"

The sound of exclamation came to an abrupt end, and the little angel stared at the blond man in the white robe with wide eyes. The familiar face was so holy and handsome, but it still made the brain dizzy for a while.In front of Lucifer, the little angel Milna stuttered instantly.

"Your Highness, haven't you already gone out?"

"I came back temporarily. Is my god Archangel Xuan Chi going to play the piano art?"

I was pleasantly surprised to get a related piece of news. Lucifer analyzed his current situation from the little angel's words. It turned out that the heavenly father still asked him to play the piano for him.In order to prove that this world does have his own existence, he seized the opportunity and walked out from one side. Anyway, the Seraphim himself would not be changed by time.

Although... I can't understand why I became friends with the little angel, but who can guess the future changes.

"Well, Mila also heard from His Highness."

"Give me the harp."

Elegantly stretching out his hand to take the harp, Lucifer couldn't help smiling when he saw the other party's dazed look, and felt that the little angel was also quite cute for the first time, at least it solved his problem of not knowing where to go now.

Watching the incomparable blond man leave, Milna was still immersed in the smile before leaving, holding her hot face in her hands with a nympho.After she woke up from the beauty, she found a somewhat strange problem, how could the other party be older than the Highness she remembered.

"Why did His Highness Haniya take over the harp? That's great. His Highness must have seen that I couldn't find Archangel Seraph, so he kindly handed it over to His Highness Michael!"

Rubbing her near-sighted eyes in a daze, thinking that she was wrong, Milna racked her brains to think of a reason that was closest to the facts.In my heart, I admired Lord Haniya for being so gentle and considerate, she really is the most beautiful charming angel in heaven, and the little angel left with a relaxed and joyful body.

The gods summoned Archangel Seraph to play the harp, and she could finally let go of the worry of forgetting to return the harp. In case His Royal Highness Michael lost his standard in front of God because the harp was not handy, Milna would regret it all her life.