"If I were you, I would choose to re-pursue the lover who has lost his memory, instead of the so-called meeting and not knowing each other like you, aren't you uncomfortable like this? ”

Muria looked at the blood on his face that was flowing backwards, and the old man who was recovering quickly from his injuries was full of disdain, he was already tired of watching this kind of bloody plot.

"What can I do even if I know each other?" Seeing Muria, who was dissatisfied, was originally punched, and the angry old man was like a deflated ball, with a decadent look on his face.

"Angels born again, the memories of their past lives are like other people's stories to them, and it is difficult for them to arouse their own emotional resonance, so what is the use of understanding my relationship with her in her past life? In that case, let's go our separate ways!"

"I said, why are you so brainless? What is the relationship between people? Never recognize and know, and then from nodding to making ordinary friends, and then developing to different degrees according to needs. ”

Muria had a look of hatred on her face, "If you don't know each other, you can find a way to get to know it!" and then use your previous methods to chase it again, how big is it? What are you afraid of? What are you trying to do?"

"I've become like this, how can I have the face to know people. The old man stood up with a wry smile, his body was still full of great strength, but his body was failing day by day, unless he could continue to break through, but even if he broke through, it would only alleviate his current aging trend, and it was impossible to restore his youthful prime.

"This is also simple, since your lovers have been reborn once, then you should also be reborn once!" Muria looked at the old man, a smile appeared on his face, and behind him, the starlight rose and spread towards the old man.

"Your Highness, you ......" The cardinal archbishop's body shone with pure white and holy light, but it was instantly suppressed by the misty starlight, and a chain like a galaxy appeared, and then tightly wrapped around the archbishop's body, and his power was immediately banned.

Looking at the archbishop who was easily tied up by him, the corners of Muria's mouth twitched, and then he grabbed one end of the bracelet and pulled it hard, letting the old man lie on the ground, and after Muria glanced at him, he pulled the chain and dragged him towards the angelic reincarnation pool, not caring about the old man's identity at all.

"Your Highness, I am the Cardinal! I have given everything to the gods. You will incur the wrath of the gods. ”

Muria who came to the edge of the reincarnation pool glanced at him, and he didn't want to deal with him anymore, this old drama spirit was still playing in front of him, out of indignation, Muria kicked him hard, kicked him into the angel reincarnation pool, and stirred up a lot of waves.

"When you come out of the reincarnation pool, you will be an angel, and you will be my fiancée's subordinate from now on, and you won't have to worry about the rest. ”

The moment Atsimio fell into the pool, the liquefied power of the Holy Light mixed with some special power surged towards his body, and a huge cocoon of light was rapidly forming around the old priest.

Seeing this, Muria withdrew the nebula chains, and the archbishop in it remained motionless, as if he had lost the power to resist.

"Duplicity old fellow. Muria looked at the growing cocoon with some disdain, "I say no, but my body is still so honest, and those bishops in Obisto are like this?

"It's time to address the possible consequences of this matter. Muria glanced at the angelic light cocoon that was rapidly forming, and then quickly fell towards Sinapus below......

"Sister Feiye, it's been a long time. After returning to the Wind King's castle, Muria quickly opened the teleportation circle, and through the contact information he had, Muria contacted his brother-in-law's fiancée, the eight-winged blazing god Fei Yeyuan.

"Little brother Muria, it's been ten years, and you finally have time to look for me?" When the communication circle opened, a female Blazing God Descendant who was holding a teacup appeared in front of Muria, as if she were a real person.

"Ahem, haven't I been very busy lately?" Muria laughed dryly, and then after accompanying the Blazing God Descendant to talk for a few words, Muria quickly cut to the chase, "Sister Feiye, I've been in some trouble recently, and I want you to help solve it through the channel of the Blazing Sky Divine Clan." ”

"If you get into trouble, you can fix it yourself. Half of Ilvestre's body appeared in the communication circle and projected in front of Muria, looking very strange.

Seeing the brother-in-law who seemed to want to close the communication circle, Muria hurriedly spoke, "It's about Micalia's trouble." ”

"Say!"

"I just kidnapped a cardinal archbishop of the Church of the Dawn and threw it into Michaelella's Angelic Reincarnation Pool. ”

"......" There was silence for a while, and Ilvestre's figure completely appeared in the communication circle, almost standing face to face with Muria, "How strong is that bishop?"

"Legendary Seventh Order. To achieve the strength of that old guy, the corners of Moria's mouth involuntarily tugged again. After this old guy guessed what Muria wanted to do, after a symbolic resistance, he half-pushed and half-obeyed, otherwise, with Muria's strength, how could he throw him into the reincarnation pool so easily. Even if he forcibly pushed in, it was not easy to run out with his strength.

"I see. Hearing Muria's words, Ilvestre nodded, "I'll let my father communicate with the Lord of the Dawn." ”

"It's all over. Seeing that Ilvester couldn't wait to close the communication circle, Muria nodded in satisfaction.

Since then, there has been one less human archbishop named Asimio in this world, and there is one more ten-winged angel named Asimio among the clouds above Sinapus, who follows the female angel named Pamela all day long, like a licking dog.

......

The cold wind was bitter, the cries of countless babies drifted in the sea breeze, and the clear moonlight illuminated a very cruel scene, and in the central clearing of a small dilapidated village, countless little babies lay there, unwielded, crying in the cold wind.

But no matter how loud the babies cried, no one came out of the surrounding houses where the lights still came through the windows, and there were faint sounds of crying and lamentation, and the sound of slaps on the flesh was heard from time to time.

"What is this?" Suddenly, accompanied by the sea breeze, a black-haired and golden-eyed boy appeared on the sea cliff not far from the village, his eyes shining in the night, more dazzling than the stars in the sky, the sight was intoxicating, as he approached the village, a warm breath dispelled the cold in the air. Stop the babies from crying.

"What's the matter with these children?" Muria, who had just arrived in the New World, followed the cry into the dilapidated village, and then he saw more than thirty babies shivering in the cold wind, they were not an inch on their bodies, so Muria could clearly see their physical characteristics, they had a layer of fluffy white body hair, and there were small fangs exposed at the corners of their mouths, it was obvious that they were not human.

"Orc children!" According to the characteristics, Muria immediately recognized the race of these babies, but this made him even more dissatisfied, as long as it was a creature with a little intelligence, it would not abandon its child.

But what he saw now, in a village of orcs, a group of babies were thrown in the cold wind, without any measures to protect themselves from the cold, this is no longer anti-human, this is simply anti-creature.

In his senses, eight of the thirty-five orc heirs were constantly robbed of their body temperature by the cold wind, so their life breath was constantly declining, and if he didn't appear, it wouldn't be long before these children died.

"Who are you, get out of here, or don't blame me for being rude. At some point, the door of a dilapidated house opened, and one of them, a pale orc with a huge wooden club, looked at Muria with an angry face.

"Oh!" Muria gestured with a blank face......