"Here you go," the nobleman unsheathed his sword, and the scabbard was stuck on the ground without shaking, and the slender blade grazed the boss's ears and returned to the scabbard with unmistakable accuracy.

The snow-white sword was red, and the tavern owner was cold, and he fainted without hitting a single one.

When the nobleman showed his sword, the rest of the people in the tavern who wanted to watch the excitement ran away, and his fingers tapped the wine barrel and made a dull sound, "Weltes, the wine in the world can't get you drunk." ”

When the young man opened his eyes, he was half drunk, and his cat's eyes were round, like a big boy. He stood up and stretched, picked up the barrel thicker than his waist, and said as he walked out, "I still prefer that you call me by my real name, Artedust, and there is a price to pay for waking me up, and I wonder if Solomon has any good wine." ”

The person who came was none other than Artdust, who glanced at the tavern, "It seems that Michael has let his watch on you loose, congratulations, Lucifer." ”

"But the judge of the sea of blood has not fallen a point, and unless the sea of blood dries up, Michael will not stop. Lucifer slapped the barrel open, and the strong aroma of wine came to his face, he tasted it, and pouted, "It's unpleasant." ”

"Solomon has good wine, and he can give it to you, but he needs your help. ”

Lucifer laughed, "Tell me, what do you want to do." ”

Atdusty took out a feather, which looked ordinary in the sunlight, without a trace of energy. "I have a batch of Snow Angels in my hands, and I need Gabriel to distribute them to the various legions. ”

Lucifer squinted his eyes and looked at the feather, which might not have been surprising to others, but in Lucifer's opinion, there was a big problem in that feather. It didn't smell like a demon, but it was unusually clean.

"Gabriel hasn't had time to worry about this lately, and the guardian angels of the whole world are moving, all looking for Raphael. ”

Atdusty put the feather on the barrel, hugged his chest and said lightly, "I know where Raphael is." ”

Lucifer suddenly said, "You did it?"

"No, it's not me, it's just a country that has disappeared for a long time, and a little prince who should have died. Yatchen said innocently, smiling heartily, "Raphael doesn't want anyone to see him now. ”

A little Raphael with a bare ass, this will be his nightmare as an adult to regain his memory.

Lucifer didn't have a true eye, but he was still the former Seraph, he looked at Yat Chenxi and said, "You actually divided a part of your soul, but there is no problem with your strength, you don't need to cultivate the soul in the flesh, let it go alone?"

Lucifer was divided into two by Jehovah in terms of soul and strength, and if the soul is not nourished by the body, unless it goes to the angelic realm, it will disappear soon, and even if it goes to the angelic realm, it will only delay the process. That's why the soul body in the soul realm is desperately cultivating in order to become an angel.

Yatchen Xi said lightly: "I know what you mean, the soul released alone will have its own character, will betray the subject, will try to devour the subject, and even replace it. Right?"

Lucifer said indifferently: "It's not me anyway, but you'd better die slowly, choose an heir before you die, I'm still a good choice, do you want to consider it." ”

Artedusty laughed, his heart unusually happy. They both understand what the other is saying and don't need separate words. Lucifer picked up the feather and gently rubbed it, without saying a word.