After the court staff meeting, the staff dispersed.

In a large conference room, there were only Lulu and Siphael at the ends of the long and mottled table

"Sie-Fer, I just found out about your announcement. You are willing to help the players repair their damaged houses after the battle······"

Lulu held a stack of parchment papers, and a smile bloomed brightly on her face: "You, you're so nice to the players. ”

As she spoke, Lulu's smile dissipated, her brows furrowed slightly, revealing a little worry:

"But Sifir-sama, do you have any instructions on how to deal with the mysterious angel?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Siefer's mouth:

"Since the player and the mysterious angel are mentioned at the same time·····

"Speaking of which, I found out earlier that the mysterious young angel seems to be very interested in the players. I guess they were mistaken for ordinary villagers who were forcibly dragged into hell.

"In that case, I'm going to let players get close to the mysterious angel, maybe they can get useful information."

Lulu listened to Sifel's words and couldn't help but show a look of adoration.

It's worthy of Lord Siefer, and he is really resourceful!

"Speaking of which, Lulu, I recently discovered something."

Siefel clapped his hands lightly, and one by one the pictures were projected in the air, which was a series of cute two-dimensional big-headed emojis.

The emojis in the picture are all kinds of two-dimensional cute versions of the big head Siefer.

Some of the Sifers looked angry with angry eyes, crossed their hands on their hips, and a gas icon symbolizing anger on the top of their heads, and seemed to be quite angry; Some of Siefel smiled brightly, covering their mouths and chuckling, their eyes narrowed into a slit, as if they had encountered something very happy; Some Sifer looked frightened, and tears appeared in their eyes, as if they had bumped into something particularly scary, and they were pitiful······

"Lulu, if I'm not mistaken, the emojis in the chat interface of "Dawn" are all drawn by you, right?"

Sifer seemed to be smiling, with an incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his turquoise pupils, staring straight at Lulu without saying a word.

Siphiel stared at Lulu's heart and couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes······ Yes, it is. Sie-fair, look at ······."

Lulu lowered her head halfway through the sentence, her fingertips rubbing against the long mottled bronze table, not daring to make eye contact with Sifel, her heart pounding in her chest. A few drops of cold sweat ran down his cheeks.

Sifer leaned forward, his eyes narrowed, as if the mouth of Doomsday had finally opened, and he said slowly in an unhurried tone:

"Lulu, ·······"

Lulu gasped, her skin was covered with hair, her eyes were rolling in her sockets, and her little tail covered with red scales nervously wrapped the legs of the bench, and her dress was covered with cold sweat:

"Sie-sama, I, I, I ······"

I saw that on Siefer's face, a smile suddenly bloomed:

"You're pretty creative. Continue. ”

Lulu breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had just been rescued from the end of the world, and the stone hanging in her heart fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

Sie-Fer, why are you always so intimidating? Lulu silently added, wanting to cry without tears.

Ignoring the fluctuation of Lulu's expression, Sifer stretched and ordered a task to Lulu:

"This time has given you a mission to gather intel on Bell's abilities. Including the fighting style he is good at, the extraordinary abilities he possesses, and so on. ”

In Siefer's opinion, Bell has been the Devil's Grand Duke for so many years, and has led the Devil's Army all year round, and must have left a lot of combat records. It's hard for Bell to get to the bottom of him, but he can easily investigate Bell's abilities. This is the advantage of he, the rookie Grand Duke, over Bell.

The most worrying experience for Siffel was the previous experience of the lord's fortress rooftop, Bell's unsuccessful attempt to assassinate him, and the experience of offering a knife. At that time, how did Bell confirm whether the Siffel in front of him was the original or non-incarnate?

Lulu nodded hurriedly:

"No problem, Siefer-sama, I'm sure to complete the mission!"

"If nothing else, I'll go back."

Siefer's fingertips tapped twice on the mottled metal tabletop.

On the other side of the long table, the figure of the young devil gradually faded, as if it had been erased by an eraser, losing its color and brilliance, and then disappeared. Apparently teleported away.

······

Sifel's private secret room.

The chamber was dark and dark, and the walls and floors were made of black stone. In the stone fireplace, a dark blue fire flickered, reflecting an ornate but old wooden table and several iron chairs. The dilapidated door was covered in a layer of dust, as if no one had cleaned it in a long time, and perhaps the owner of the room had entered and exited it by teleporting rather than opening the door. There was an old smell in the air, and the whole room exuded an oppressive aura that made people feel suffocated.

On one of the iron chairs, the figure of a young man in a gorgeous tuxedo, leather shoes, and black and purple wings on his back was outlined in the air.

After Sifer returned to the secret room, he tapped his hands twice in the air, and a pool of golden fragments appeared on the ground, which was the remains of the avatar.

The mysterious angel gave Bell a headache. To make sure his head hurts more, it's time for me to fix the avatar. ”

Sifer used the materials in the castle to arrange a magic circle for the restoration of the avatar.

The transfer of cheap materials of this level and scale does not need to be reviewed by the Book of Lords!

Sitting in an iron chair, he began to chant ancient incantations that seemed to originate from the beginning of time, his fingertips sketching mysterious symbols in the air, and began to restore his incarnation.

The wreckage of the avatar floated up and re-coalesced. The golden light and fire churned in the air, gradually condensing into the form of a teenager.

As the minutes and seconds passed, the shape in front of me became clearer and clearer.

······

In this way, more than ten hours passed.

"It's a bit tiring, but fortunately, I can absorb the power of faith now, and barely resist the erosion of the plane, otherwise if I am tired all the time, it will seriously reduce my life in hell."

Siefel immersed himself in the repair incarnation and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Knock knock knock. Suddenly, the silent Book of Lords, which had been placed on the table, shook, and the bronze cover struck the old and luxurious wooden table.

"What's going on with this book?" Siefel turned his chair and set his eyes on the rusty bronze book on the table.

I saw the bronze book fly up on its own, brushing and brushing, and the pages opened on their own, and the yellowed blank pages were facing Seefer.

On the blank pages, one ink after another appeared, and each letter was delicate and small.

"Lord of the War Wilderness, Archduke Seefer, Devil, well."

Could it be that this broken book wants to tell me something? No, the font is different from before, it was written by someone on the other end! Someone is talking to me with the help of the Book of Lords?

Sifer's expression became vigilant and narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?" Why can you send a message to me through the Book of Lords? ”

The Book of Lords can send a message to either another Book of Lords from another level of Hell - not necessarily the appearance of the book, or a fragment of the Book of Lieges. For example, Bell, as the titular lord's lieutenant, holds a fragment of the 'Bronze Book' on the first floor of Hell. But Bell never contacted himself in such a stealthy way.

On the pale parchment pages, new ink words emerge one after another, each letter with a stroke in turn, as if an invisible person were writing on the page.

"I'm a legendary devil, you can call me 'The One of Talkers'. I know all your secrets, Grand Duke Seefer. ”

(End of chapter)