"You think this song by Leonard Cohen is good, don't you?"

Not long after Peter's eyes were closed, a faint voice sounded from the room, startling Peter to sit up from the bed.

"Who is it?"

I looked around the room, but I didn't see anyone there.

But Peter was sure he had heard correctly.

"Focus on humanity. ”

The voices of the indistinguishable male and female appeared again, and this time, Peter could clearly feel that it was next to his bed.

In this case, fear is natural, but Peter finds himself surprisingly calm, and he quietly looks at the side of his bed.

As attention was concentrated, the silhouette of a "person" gradually appeared there.

No, not people!

Peter's breathing grew rapid, and his emotions became irrepressibly agitated.

Among the gradually clear outlines, the most intuitive and the most attractive to him were the three pairs of wings.

The body is tall, surrounded by holy light, and the three pairs of white wings on the back are in their positions, one pair covering the head, one pair covering the body, and one pair covering the feet.

At this time, the three pairs of wings were gradually unfurled, revealing the body in the skirt robe.

"Angel!"

Pope Peter's eyes widened in disbelief and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Mankind, my name is Gabriel, and I will come to follow the agreement we made with you thousands of years ago, and at the moment when our people have lifted the ban again。。。。。。 What kind of human are you!?"

Before the angel could finish speaking, he found Pope Peter jumping out of bed and getting down on one knee before a solemn mass, his body straight and his eyes glistening with tears.

"O messenger of my lord, pious believer Peter Beagle, with the highest respect, has God heard my prayer at last!"

The old Pope wanted to take a few steps forward, but found that the angel on the opposite side looked at him with a stunned look on his face, and took a few steps back.

This interrupted Peter's excitement and emotion and praise for the Lord.

"Your Excellency Gabriel, what are you?"

"Wait, human, why are you kneeling down to me, you don't have psychic powers, but you're still human, and you're the Pope!"

"Uh... ”

Pope Peter was puzzled when he saw the angel's clear face, and he was puzzled.

"That is my highest respect to the Lord and to you, Your Excellency Gabriel!"

"But... You weren't like this before ... ”

What wasn't that way before?

The more Peter listened, the more confused he became, and he didn't know what to say, but he still replied with apprehension.

"You are the archangel of my Lord, who has come to deliver the message of the Lord, I ... ”

"Wait!

Gabriel looked up and down at the old pope in his pajamas, and then at the wings behind him.

After thinking for a while, he covered his face with his hands, looked at Pope Peter helplessly, looked up at the sky again, and then sighed.

"I think I know what's going on ... But you still need to make sure, how can you access the Internet?"

Peter's expression was quite wonderful.

"Go online?"

"Nonsense, it's the one you're very popular now, I've heard of it, there's all the information on it, it's very interesting!"

With some strange expression, Peter brought in a notebook by the pager.

Strangely, however, the priest who delivered the notebook entered the room, as if he could not see the Seraph Gabriel at hand.

This made Peter wonder if he was schizophrenic.

"You're not sick, I don't want him to see it!"

“。。。。。。 ”

Half an hour later, Gabriel, who had been browsing the Internet for a long time under the Pope's company and guidance, put down his laptop and let out a long sigh.

The expression on his face was one of some kind of eerie sympathy, with a mixture of gloating.

Peter looked a little unnatural, but still asked thoughtfully.

"Your Excellency Gabriel, do you have an answer?"

"I came out, and sure enough, I still have to confirm this kind of thing. ”

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, more than a thousand years have passed, you have been too deep into the play, and now you can't tell the difference... ”

Peter was inexplicable when he heard this, what does it mean to be too deep in the play?

"I don't know what has happened to you in the past thousand years, just now I was wondering why there is not a single human with spiritual power here, and now... ”

Looking at Peter's curiosity, Gabriel scratched his head very humanely.

"Ahem, do you have any secret religious histories, such as the ones that only the Pope or the top can see?"

Peter nodded and shook his head immediately.

"There are some treasured books, but they are all protective scrolls, and there are no secrets. ”

"Then there is no way ... Well, let's put it this way, I am not your messenger of the Lord ... ”

"What !!"

The old Pope, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, jumped half a meter high.

What happened? Gabriel rebelled against the Lord?

Peter looked at the angel with a serious face, and asked with infinite courage in his heart.

"Lord Gabriel, have you betrayed my lord like Lucifer?"

"Smack~"

The angel on the opposite side slapped one hand heavily on his face, revealing a certain expression of lovelessness.

"You guy, how should I communicate with you! Didn't you create this lord yourself? At the beginning, we asked us to help support the scene, but now it's okay, my own inheritance is completely broken!"

"Your sister, if it weren't for the counterattack you promised to help us deal with the Abyss Demon... ”

At this, the angel suddenly came to his senses and looked at Peter with a suspicious expression.

"Did you anticipate this situation and let us warn you?"

Looking at Peter's somewhat sluggish expression, Gabriel covered his face again.

"Forget it, you don't know anything now!"

"Hey, yes, yes, it looks like I'm going to be a babysitter for a while... What a good thing it didn't take my turn!"

After saying that, Gabriel reluctantly lay down on the bed, his neutral body showing a different kind of softness.

But Peter's mind is very confused now, not only the swear words that this angel pops out from time to time to subvert his three views, but also his thoughts are confused by the information that has been revealed before.

Peter could not have been stupid to sit in his current position, on the contrary, he was quite wise.

Despite his age, from the angel's reaction from beginning to end and those few words, an extremely unbelievable guess with a little trepidation came to mind.

Some of the history of the teachings was reviewed, and the practices of kings in the ancient history of certain nations were recalled.

Don't!

As soon as the thought came to him, Peter cut off his thoughts and tried desperately to suppress his thoughts.

Impossible, impossible! Peter, your faith is unshakable, this is not an angel, it is a devil, it is a demon!

"Lying on the grass! You really fit the definition of piety ... ”

"But!"

"Boom~"

The entire massive bed was reduced to powder, and the intense, distorted light converged behind the three pairs of wings like a magnetically drawn radiation.

"I hate who compares me to demons the most!"