[Tsk~, it seems that even without your (Cain's) struggle, the plot still has the ability to pull this angel cutie's smooth path of purification towards the darkness——]

[It can be seen that your task is not so easy to complete, if it was someone else, you would have thrown it away, right? ] But this is a soul lamp, you can't throw it away even if you want to? 】

The system full of emotion made the big guy glance at it, then raised his feet and stepped forward, stretched out his hand, covered Ares's eyes, and at the moment when several priests were stunned and Mrs. Mondo fainted, he slowly opened his mouth and fed Ares this little cutie chicken soup.

"There are thousands of people in the world, everyone is different, many people are firm in their hearts, they know to follow their own ideas, however, many people are not firm in their hearts, and they always believe it easily, what they see in their eyes, what others say in their mouths, and they don't feel with their hearts, the person who is disliked and hurt by you at this time, he is kind to you, and he uses a little bit of heart and a little truth, so——"

He let go of his hand and let him look at Mondo, who had heard Madame Mondo's screams and run up, and patted Ares, who was a little stunned.

"Ask Mondo to show Mondo the wound of your severed wings by the angels, and the mark of your condemnation of God's punishment, and see if Mondo will avoid you like a devil as he is like his wife?"

These words made Ares's whole body tremble, and it can be seen that he didn't dare.

He had been hurt by Madame Mondo's injury, and even, he almost lost control again, the first time he lost control because he couldn't absorb the light of faith, so he was still sensible in that runaway.

But this time, he clearly felt that his thoughts and actions were out of control, and if it wasn't for Cain stopping him at a critical moment, he didn't know what he would do.

This kind of self makes Ares feel terrible, very, very terrible, so terrible that he wants to die by himself, in this way, will he not lose control again, and have the heart to destroy everything?

Seeing that Ares shook Mondo, he sighed, helped his master aside, then stood up, walked towards him step by step, and then, stopped in front of him, reached out and patted his head, and at the moment when Ares's tears were about to fall, he gently reached out and hugged him, and said slowly:

"Ares, I don't know why you were cut off by a little angel, and you were marked with the mark of God's punishment, but, from the time we get along these days, I know that you are a very, very, very good child—"

As soon as these words came out, Ares's tears fell uncontrollably, making Mondo, who was hit by the water-and-eye, feel sour, hugged him tighter, and his voice choked.

"It must hurt, right? Those are the wings, the angel's wings, the angel's wings that grow with you, when they are cut off, how painful and helpless they must be—"

"But Ares, these pains, you have to remember, always remember, don't care if others think you're right or wrong, you have to remember that this pain makes you feel right or wrong, and what you did before you felt this pain was right or wrong—"

"If you're not wrong, don't care what others say about you, though, it's hard to do, after all, we're born as human beings, we're angels, and such beings are not one, but a group—"

"Well, there are always some people, some angels who have different views on you, and then, we also feel entangled, confused, or sad because of those different views, but Ares—"

Mondo raised his head and looked at this child who didn't even dare to cry with a smile, but just bit the corners of his lips tightly, and shed tears one by one.

"Even so, we have to look forward, work hard, and listen to those voices and opinions that are intentional and kind to us, and those that are not kind and bad, we must learn to discard them."

"Only in this way can we be stronger and stronger, go farther and see farther, and your brother will do a very good job at this, very well, so Ares will learn from your brother, and when you learn that your brother has given him evil in the world, and he can still send him with a smile, you will find that you have become different."

"And, I'll love it, you're different! Really, trust me! Although Uncle Mondo likes to talk big and brag, but those big words, and bragging, are actually facts, but those people have not seen or heard them, so they don't believe it, and think I'm lying—"

"So, Ares, I believe that Uncle Mondo, who has always liked to say anything, is what you want, and you will grow up very well, very well, super good—"

"Wow-"

After all, Ares was still uncontrollably cried by Mondo's heart-wrenching words, tragic and helpless.

"I'm not bad, I'm really not, I didn't do those things, I really didn't do them, but they didn't believe me, none of the angels believed in me—"

"Yes, yes, how could Ares be bad? Ares is so good, so well-behaved—"

As soon as the little angel in his arms cried, Mondo felt that his heart hurt even more, and even gave birth to a belief that wanted to ask them, why did he do such a cruel thing to such a lovely child?

This made him take a breath and smile comfortingly.

"As for those things, I don't know, so I can't judge whether they are good or bad, but Ares, they are not you, and you are not them, so they all think differently, so, since you didn't do it, and you didn't do anything wrong, why don't you prove it to them?"

"Tell them that it's not your fault, it's your fault, you hurt me, it's not me who hurt you, you have to tell everyone about this kind of thing, tell everyone with facts and evidence, in this way, you can make your own injuries worthwhile, and you can't let other angels misunderstand you all the time——"

"In that case, it's too unfair to you, isn't it?"

Mondo's words, at this moment, were completely spoken to Ares's heart, overlapping with Cain's previous words, and gradually made Ares firm, let him reach out and wipe his face, turn his head sideways, and look at Cain.

"I want to go back to find evidence, and then, back to the heavenly realm, to prove that I am innocent, I didn't do it, can I?"

"Of course."

The big guy nodded.

"If this is your wish, I will help you make it happen."

"Well, that's what I want!"

Ares nodded decisively.

"When I'm done with my wish, I'll decide if I want to be an angel again, before-"

He paused, lowered his eyes, and looked at Madame Mondo, who was unconscious on the side, with a sad expression.