Bessaith turned around and smiled innocently, "What, what? ”

Under everyone's slightly curious and surprised gazes, Regel said in a pleading tone, "The master's skill is truly superb, unmatched today, and the dishes cooked will surely satisfy Lord Beelzebub." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Well, of course." Besses was delighted to hear this, and his round face was slightly raised with pride.

Only then did Regel express his thoughts: "Can you make a new dish that Satan Beelzebub promises to help Gordon stabilize his soul in the flesh?" ”

Now it dawned on me, yes, this is also a way, all roads lead to Rome, as long as it works, anyone can ask for it.

"This, this." Beses turned the empty pot in his hand and placed it on the stove, rubbing his hand against the skirt around his waist, as if he was thinking about it. Wait until he faces Legel and say, "This, this is fine, but, but... What do you give me? ”

In the underworld, everything is paid, Satan, the devil, and the governor.

At present, it is not to summon the devil and Satan, so it is better to discuss, Regel asked rhetorically, "Then what do you want?" ”

Bessaith clearly had what he wanted, and his mouth cracked: "You, your body!" ”

"What?" Regel was stunned.

Beses smiled and said, "I, I'm not good-looking, you, yours are good." I want to swap with you! ”

Beses is really not good-looking, short and fat, with thinning hair, and this kind of appearance, whether in his twenties or forty or fifty, there is no time period for him to look good. Regel, on the other hand, was unusually tall and muscular, with flat shoulders and thin legs, and had not seen a better one than Sneijder's God Body so far.

Snead is not pretending to be a God, even if Mammon is reluctant, there is no shortage of fresh corpses in Hades, and it is not difficult for Satan to change a body, Cheng Qianxun asked strangely: "Why don't you let Satan Beelzebub or other Satan help you change?" ”

"Because, because... Besses' stuttering was a source of anxiety.

"I'll tell you!" Mathes, who was on the side, couldn't wait any longer, and said with a smile: "As the chief steward, our souls are already Satan's. We were what the hosts wanted us to be. Besseis's skill is to cook rice, and Satan Beelzebub thinks that Bessaith's appearance does not matter, so he retains his original appearance. And it is his duty to cook a good meal, and he can't ask for his own business just because he cooks it well, but only for others; If Bessaith wanted to change his appearance, he would only do so if there were mortals willing to trade with him. And his mana is very small, and he can only cook, but which handsome guy is willing to exchange his body with him for a meal? If you get this right, he can help you ask Satan to agree to help you. ”

If Satan agrees, will Regel lose his body and become a stocky cook?

Regel hesitated for a moment, then immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." ”

"Hehe, no, it's okay." When Besses heard this, he turned around and continued to cook, as if he were not ashamed that Regel had not agreed to the quid pro quo. This manager is fine, but if you summon Satan and can't do what Satan wants, or can't satisfy Satan, it's not as easy as it is now.

Legel continued to eat steak with his head down, the atmosphere was very calm at this time, everyone didn't say anything, and they bowed their heads and ate,

After taking a bite, Regel whispered apologetically to Gordon, "I'm sorry... ”

"No, you don't." Gordon used a fork, little by little, to insert sweet peas, and said calmly: "You don't owe me, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to do it." It's not worth it to give what you have for a dead man! ”

After going through so much, everyone has become very practical. Don't say that Regger is selfish, teammates are teammates after all, not dearest and loved ones, and on the balance, no one here can accept such conditions.

Cheng Qianxun stretched out his hand, encouragedly held Gordon's arm, and said softly with a smile: "There will be a way!" She's not a person who likes to touch other people's bodies, but doing so gives Gordon more comfort and hope.

The corners of Gordon's mouth really raised slightly, and he still spoke very realistically, with casual sadness: "I can sit here and eat, and I am already very satisfied." ”

"There's going to be another meal, I promise!" Cheng Qianxun let go of his hand with a smile, and then casually found a topic: "Lance, Mullen, what are the three major themes you experienced?" ”

After eating, the other men met up to go to the room to exercise together, but Cheng Qianxun said that he still wanted to rest and returned to his room.

Those are elites, and the body is better than the other. Ordinary marines, fully armed, carrying 20 kilograms, running for 5 kilometers for no more than 20 minutes... And Mullen is carrying forty kilograms, which is almost her weight. Don't be embarrassed, she's like that anyway, there's no help.

I also know Rudolph's thoughts, and exercising together can know each other's strengths and weaknesses. If it's a teammate, that's good, but if it's an opponent, you know how to start... It's cruel, but it's also helpless.

Back in the room, Cheng Qianxun changed all the furnishings, moved the bookshelf to the middle again, and turned the pages one by one!

Combined with everything she had heard and experienced, she was wondering how she could find a breakthrough. The pages and pages of beautiful illustrations, even the hair, show the pained expressions of the characters that show that if Satan is summoned, they must come up with something that satisfies them, or pray for good luck and not anger them. Here, too, there is only prayer for yourself and luck, and those gods are not to be seen, so don't expect them to save.

When you turn to the last page, you come back to Lucifer's page. There is no illustration on the left, but at the top is a religious icon, with an inverted star with a sheep's head in the middle, and an inverted cross. Below is a long section of what Lucifer said, and the page on the right is about how to summon Lucifer.

"Who do you want to summon?" The familiar voice reappeared.

Cheng Qianxun turned her head, and the black-winged angel was beside her, and suddenly popped out, making her stunned for a while.

Every time I see him, the nobility and mystery, the authority and the depth that he originally carried with him are surrendering and fascinating.

It took a while for her to come back to her senses and laugh. I also have a question to ask: "This page is written what Lucifer said, did he really say this thing?" ”

The black-winged angel, who was still two meters tall and shrunk in size, looked at the pages of the book and said in a magnetic and deep voice: "I said it." ”

After thinking about it, Cheng Qianxun took a deep breath and said with certainty: "Then it's him!" I'm going to summon Lucifer, the king of Hades. ”

The black-winged angel did not speak, still maintaining his original posture, without revealing any feelings or hints.

"Am I crazy? But that's what I decided. Cheng Qianxun felt that he didn't speak, and he didn't disappear just waiting for her to say, so he trayed out all his thoughts: "I don't understand this, but my teammates translated that when all angels regard humans as ants, only he sees the good side of humans and thus helps them." But man is ungrateful, and even wants him to die to receive the power of angels. ”

She smiled confidently: "The other Satans, even the Governors, have to get something to help, and only he has selflessly helped mankind." If he's still the same person he used to be, then he might help me. ”

The black-winged angel finally spoke, and asked slowly, "Maybe he's changed... What do you take in exchange for your soul? ”

"I won't sell my soul!" Of course, Cheng Qianxun also thought about it, and she replied: "I try my best to be a good person, but I am just a mortal, not a saint." ”

When dealing with the realist Satan, you can't be emotional, otherwise Satan will definitely fulfill your desire to be a hero and make your life worse than death. But you can't give nothing and hope for something, and you have to pay for everything.

She said seriously and solemnly: "Lucifer is the king of Hades, he is proud, and everything he has is enough to make him proud. Because of my pride, I made a mistake and raised the spirit, but I couldn't see him die, so I went and prayed to Lucifer. ”

This corresponds to the theme, and then the exchange conditions are exchanged, she is a little helpless, but there is only these: "I only have a soul, and there is nothing more valuable besides." If Lucifer can help me, I will swear to worship him with my soul, to worship him as a Father, and to love him with a soul that will never be sold. ”

Her soul is not even necessary for Satan, maybe the devil is a little interested; If you never sell, such a soul may not be the same. Satan will have curiosity, if the soul will never be sold, she doesn't know, but only the unknown will make people look forward to it.

"Forever loved?" The black-winged angel also seemed to be a little puzzled, or asked, "What if you were told to kill someone?" ”

"I'm not going to kill, I'm not selling my soul!" Cheng Qianxun replied very dryly: "If you ask me to hurt others, even small animals, as long as it is not out of helplessness forced by the environment, I will not do it." I think it's ridiculous to hear that God has ordered people to sacrifice their sons to test their faithfulness, because why should they test if they are omnipotent God, that is a sign of weakness of heart. Lucifer wouldn't, he was proud! ”

If God is weak in heart, and Lucifer is ashamed to do so, then he is higher than God! If Lucifer were merciful, then he would not harm innocent human beings, even if they were so humble and insignificant; Just like a benevolent person would not deliberately crush an ant.

The black-winged angel never turned his head to look at her, and at this time his hand slowly raised, resting on the lines of gold-inlaid words, and after a while, he said slowly: "Your sophistry is becoming more and more like Satan. ”

Cheng Qianxun laughed, but before he could respond, the black-winged angel disappeared again. It faded and disappeared in front of my eyes.

Now I'm worried, what does the Black-winged Angel mean, to support or not to support?

Anyway, she floated the bookshelf with her mind, and pushed her fingers out the door.

"How can I help you?" The waiter waiting outside the door asked politely.

"I'm looking for the other teammates, which room are they in?" Cheng Qianxun asked.

"Here, allow me to knock on the door!" After receiving an affirmative answer, the waiter knocked on the door opposite with his gloved hand. (To be continued.) )