Did God drop his horse today [Myth]

"Your Highness?" Metatron murmured, tears flickered in his eyes, and finally he raised his lips and replied gently, "Yes, but I also believe that one day he will grow up to be your old man. It's like being alone."

It was obvious that the Lord of Hell had arrived, but Metatron didn't ask any more questions. No matter how many years had passed, the tacit understanding remained unchanged.

"It seems that I can't know about this matter." Metatron had no intention of asking about the matter at all, he lowered his eyelids slightly, "Thank you for coming to help Your Highness Michael, if necessary, I will definitely not would refuse."

"However, I will never allow anything that is not good for heaven to happen."

The tone is not heavy, but very firm.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen." Lucifer still said in a lazy tone, "I don't have such a free time. I just worked so hard to come to heaven to pick things up for no reason."

"I think so." Metatron smiled, "Then by the way, I would like to ask you to help Michael complete his official duties, and I will go back first."

"Okay." Lucifer replied with a smile.

Mehta, I'm still here!Michael roared in his heart, but in the end he could only watch Metatron leave from the door without looking back.

Then Michael looked at Lucifer and opened his mouth to ask something, but Lucifer spoke before him: "Go and finish your official duties."

The tone was irresistibly domineering.

Michael's eyes widened, and he looked at Lucifer in a daze: "Are you kidding me?"

"What gave you the illusion that I was joking?" Lucifer's tone was serious, and he couldn't tell that he was joking at all, "I just promised Mehta just now."

Hearing Lucifer's tone, although he couldn't see his expression, Michael knew that he couldn't resist, so he rolled his eyes and turned on the computer in his study, looking for work.

Lucifer led Ryan to sit down on the reception sofa in the study, and fed Ryan casually.

Ryan looked at the hand that passed the food in front of him speechlessly, took it silently, and looked at Michael, who was busy with his work, with a little pity. Just now he saw Lucy's lips curled into a smile.

The study was so quiet for a while, Michael raised his head unbearably, and protested violently: "Shouldn't we go to the business first?"

"Business is also a matter of business." Lucifer calmly peeled the grapes for Ryan without raising his head, "Besides, there is no rush for that matter."

"But……"

"Well, at least I can be sure that it's not Mehta. To be exact, it's not the Mehta just now."

"Huh? What the hell? How many more will Mehta have?"

"..." Lucifer handed the peeled grapes to Ryan, looked up at Michael, and sighed softly, "Sorry, I forgot that you are missing something in your brain." For example, the brain.

Michael was indignant, and his tone became more irritable: "So why?"

"If this matter really had something to do with Mehta just now, they wouldn't be so indifferent when they saw that I came to heaven, and they didn't even mean to ask. Because no matter who committed the crime, they always want to make sure the matter The current situation, in order to let yourself out."

"But Mehta didn't mean to understand at all, and with his strength, it is impossible to monitor us all the time to find out what happened, so Mehta should not know about this matter."

Lucifer lowered his head to peel the grapes again, analyzing calmly.

After listening, Michael blinked happily: "That means, it's not Mehta?"

"Theoretically, it should be." Lucifer then handed the grapes to Ryan, "But it can't be ruled out that Mehta's acting skills are so good that he fooled us all."

"The possibility of this possibility is too low!" Michael curled his lips, basically denying the possibility of Metatron, happily buried his head and continued to deal with official duties, looking full of enthusiasm.

Lucifer looked at his appearance, and after careful consideration, he decided not to tell Michael his real guess.Ah, it's true, fools have fools.

Lucifer has three guesses about this matter:

One, Metatron is indeed completely innocent and was framed.

Second, according to Metatron's character, which is essentially for the sake of heaven, it is possible that someone designed Metatron to think that those angels would pose a threat to heaven and used him.

Third, maybe Metatron was controlled by others and didn't know that he had done these things, or it might be similar to being controlled.

Speaking of which, he remembered that Mehta seemed to have 36 wings, but he had never seen Mehta fully spread his wings.The possibility that the wings are too heavy is not ruled out.

All in all, Metatron is one of the biggest doubts in this matter, and then it is time to sort out other existences that may be capable of doing this.

Familiar with the state of heaven, understand the laws of activities of those angels, be able to get close to Metatron, and possibly use Metatron.

First of all, that guy can't be too stupid. To lie in ambush in heaven for so long without being suspected by others, he must be very good at disguising.

Secondly, if you want to know the information in this way, you must either be the low-level angels who have a good relationship with those angels, or the archangels who have access to the information of the angels.If the former is so many, there are probably a lot of them, and if the latter, the strength is not low and it is very influential.

As for the last point, Metatron can be said to be the most approachable Seraph. Basically, as long as an angel comes to him, he will not refuse to meet him. If there is something to ask for, he will handle it by himself Or let someone capable handle it.

He's just a nice, gentle, kind person.

Lucifer stopped peeling the grapes for Ryan, tapped his fingers on the table, thinking about these issues seriously.

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly stood up, looked at Michael with a smile, and said lazily, "I'm a little tired of sitting all the time. I'm going to heaven to see what's changed compared to before. You take good care of him." Ryan, take care of business by the way."

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards the door.

Michael is a little speechless. What do you mean by this, taking care of Ryan is the main thing, and official business is completely a side job?He watched Lucifer leave speechlessly, then stood up and stretched out his hand to pull back Ryan who was going to follow Lucifer.

"Lian, you have to know that Lucifer is the king of hell, but you are a seraphim!" His tone was thick and ironic, "Can you pay attention to your identity, even if you are As Beelzebub said, you are also a minor! Do you know how big the age difference is between you two?"

Yes, when Beria helped Michael treat those angels, Beelzebub sent Michael a lot of things to destroy the three views, among them:

"Marry your newborn seraphim to our Majesty."

He repeated it countless times, so that Michael, who was not in hell, or asked Beria for something, almost got into a fight with that guy.The result of not fighting was that Michael was successfully brainwashed without knowing it.

Ryan is not happy, even according to the qualifications of a god, he is an adult, and as for the age difference, he created Lucifer at the beginning of the world creation, and the age difference between him and Lucy is not that much—— big bar.

Michael saw that Ryan didn't intend to put his words in his heart at all, wept silently for his own life, and then said earnestly:

"Lian, looking at Lucifer's appearance, he definitely doesn't want you to go with him. Just separate from him for a while, and nothing will happen."

I don't know why, Ryan thought that nothing would happen, but after hearing what Michael said, he insisted that something would happen.

Finally, he took away Michael's hand on his shoulder, and said half-promisingly, "I won't follow him."

Just when Michael breathed a sigh of relief, Ryan still walked out the door, but his tone was quite calm: "But I still have a place to go."

After leaving Michael's palace, Ryan went straight back to the cathedral, then lowered his head to look for Lucifer.

Then, he saw Lucifer who had just left Michael's palace, and met someone head-on.

Someone he absolutely didn't want Lucifer to meet.

After Lucifer left Michael's palace, he didn't have anything in particular he wanted to go, so he wandered around the eighth heaven casually.

The architecture of heaven is different from that of hell. In hell, except for the ninth floor of hell, where there is almost no one else, his palace still retains its original features, and the buildings on the other floors have obvious modern styles.

Although Paradise has introduced some modern technologies for office use, the architecture has preserved the style of hundreds of thousands of years ago for decades, giving Lucifer the illusion that he suddenly returned to before he fell into heaven.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, he suddenly wanted to visit some iconic places, and turned slightly, he turned and went to the chapel.

Under the circumstances that several seraphs are almost busy now, Lucifer did not expect that he could meet someone in the eighth heaven, especially this person in front of him.

When Lucifer looked at this person, he was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was wearing the clothes of the cherub class. He bowed slightly: "Good day, Your Excellency the Son."

The tone was casual, with no trace of respect at all.

Messiah didn't expect that he would meet a cherub in the chapel. He didn't pay attention to the tone of the other party. Anyway, there are only cherubs with enough qualifications. There are many people who don't like him. .

"Good day." Messiah nodded to the cherub in front of him, looking at the cloak on the cherub, he frowned slightly.

After thinking about it carefully, he still couldn't help asking: "Why do you wear a cloak? You should be full of respect when you worship the gods."

"I have always respected and loved my god very much." Lucifer dragged his voice, and it was hard to tell whether it was true or not. "I just fought against the demons from hell, and I accidentally hurt my cheek. I'm afraid my god's eyes will be dirty."

The more he heard Lucifer's words, the deeper Messiah's frown became. He looked at Lucifer's face in the shadows: "Among the cherubs, I seem to have never heard your voice."

"There are so many cherubs, it is impossible for His Excellency the Holy Son to have seen every one of them, nor has he spoken to every one of them."

For some reason, Messiah always felt that the word "Holy Son" in his words was full of irony.

"But..." Messiah still frowned, as if he wanted to say something else.