With the three seraphs staring at each other, Lucifer slowly put his fingers on his collar, then paused, and slowly put his fingers on his belt. His nails crossed the lines on the belt and were about to untie...

"Wait! Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Belia went from anger to a flushing face and her voice stuttered. Asmontis covered her face and couldn't help but look through her fingers. Unfortunately, the Messiah did not continue to untie the belt.

Lucifer looked at them purely and said with his mouth: [Don’t you look at the precepts? What do you think if you don’t take off your clothes?]

Lucifer and him, who have the seven virtues and precepts in heaven, and the quality of the precepts involves the angels. Naturally, no angel dares to say that he should look at Lucifer's seven virtues and precepts. Without God and Lucifer present, it is Lucifer's freedom to check the precepts, and the devil's hobby of some evil taste is to tease these former subordinates.

It was obvious that all three seraphs were caught.

Anger and calmness were all soaring, Bezebu's cheeks also burst into flames, his eyes no longer daring to look at the Messiah, "Is there no other way? How could we let you take off your clothes?"

Lucifer calmly closed his belt. Anyway, the clothes were still inside, and the angel's conservative outfit was destined to see nothing.

Bezebu was angry, and after all, Lucifer did not show him the seven virtues precepts!

"Have you ever been with Your Highness..." Bezebu growled and wanted to question the Messiah, but was blocked by the Messiah with a finger. The Messiah pointed above and signaled him not to ignore a God who might eavesdrop on at any time.

Bezebu choked speechlessly and could not find a way to force the Messiah to prove himself, but the Messiah was mute and he had great doubts about whether the seven virtues of the Messiah existed.

With endless suspicion, Bethibu stomped his feet and left in a frustration.

Beria especially wanted to enter the barrier and shake the Messiah's shoulders, "He's gone, tell me the truth!"

Asmontis looked at him heartbrokenly. His favorite Highness Lucifer could not catch up with him. The Messiah, whom he liked the second more, fell in love with the former. What if they got together, what would he do?

Lucifer was more sincere to them and moved his lips, [No.]

Beria was relieved.

As long as he didn't go to bed, everything was easy to say, and his request was that simple.

Asmontis was different from Belia, and asked Ai Ai, "Messiah, are you not together with His Highness Lucifer?"

Lucifer looked at him with a smile, Asmontis' expression became more and more desperate. Finally, Lucifer walked to the door and faced Asmontis who had been very good to him since he went to heaven. He waved, Asmontis instinctively approached the barrier, and mist appeared in his eyes, just like this barrier, and he could never truly get close to the Messiah.

Lucifer knew his sadness, turned his head and kissed his cheek through the barrier. The transparent barrier appeared like a circle of romances like a lake, just like his tenderness to Asmontis.

"you……"

Asmontis' eyes widened, and his shy blushed climbed up his cheeks, like the angel who was first attracted by Lucifer.

Then, in Lucifer's surprise, he also did the most courageous thing. Asmontis suddenly changed his position and replaced the position of his cheek with his lips, as if he was kissing. Belia petrified stood beside him, pointing at Asmontis' fingers trembled. He had only one thought when he saw this scene that seemed to be a face-to-face kiss - Asmontis, aren't you afraid that Lucifer would tear you?

Asmontis didn't think so much.

The admiration of his heart replaced his words. He felt that even if he could not be with the Messiah in this life, under the various laws and constraints of heaven, he could at least get an illusory kiss.

That's enough.

Asmontis blinked hard, and his eyes were red without embarrassing.

With such a close sight, Lucifer clearly understood his thoughts, but he did not expect that his love for Lucifer would be transferred to him. Knowing that it was impossible to give him what he wanted, Lucifer just stayed for a few seconds and took a step back, and the smile on his face did not disappear.

Asmontis also took a step back and returned to his normal distance from his friends.

After he looked at the Messiah, he did not notice the disgust, Asmontis was dragged out by Belia.

The sound of tuk footsteps went away, and Lucifer was left in the cell. He touched his lips, and the temperature of the barrier was a little warm. He was indeed surprised when Asmontis leaned over. In Lucifer's impression, Asmontis' favorite thing should be Lucifer. He thought the other party just liked his appearance, but he did not expect that Asmontis liked him.

However, after this emotion, Lucifer to his rudeness with the gentlest attitude.

Being liked by angels is always a beautiful thing.

Pure and sincere.

Everything you offer is sincere.

Lucifer thought of Lucifer from Asmontis and couldn't help laughing. The missing part of his heart was filled, and Lucifer's goodness and light replaced his past and became the confidence to support him. He believed that in this competition between faith and love, Lucifer would definitely stand on his side.

Even if...it takes a long, long time to wait for the results.

Close his eyes, Lucifer focused on dealing with the light of punishment in the cell. These flying things were so annoying that he would have cut off the beams of punishment that had not been pretending under God's nose.

When God went to check the Messiah's reflection, he saw the silver-haired Son who had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Messiah curled up in a corner, resting her head against the wall, and her silver hair scattered over most of her face, leaving her lips with gentle curves. Against the backdrop of her unique temperament, her embarrassing appearance has become an alternative beauty, holy and unacceptable to blasphemy. God has to admit that in the Three Realms, Messiah is the second creature who can fully display her personal charm.

In the quiet sleep, the Messiah isolated the pain from the outside world. God found that his punishment had not achieved his goal, and couldn't help but think about what the Messiah would be afraid of.

die?

No, the peace that made God surprised the moment he entered death.

lonely?

It's not right, the Messiah's heart is extremely tenacious.

So, lose everything...?

Without the appearance that confuses sentient beings, the identity of a noble son, or even the power of an angel or the power of a seraph, he will become a useless ordinary mortal again in the mortal world?

God's cold thinking was stagnant and he didn't understand how he became obsessed with making the Messiah admit defeat.

His eyes were invisibly condensed on the Messiah, and God fell into a rare meditation. After a while, he heard a soundless hum. The Messiah, under the magic of forbidden speech, could not speak, but she said a word as if she was humming, "God."

God's golden eyes reflected his sleeping face, raised his fingers from the throne, and swept the silver hair that blocked his sight in the void to the back of his head. Without the silver hair on his cheeks, the Messiah's face with closed eyes was revealed. His eyebrows and eyes were elegant and peaceful, and he exuded a noble demeanor from the inside out. He was more like a messenger of light leading the world than the merciful savior.

How could it be a bit like... Lucie.

God's eyes were confused, his disgust towards the Messiah was slowed down, and his heart moved, and his mind searched the Messiah's thoughts.

Under the unpreventable divine exploration, Lucifer's dream today was exposed to God's eyes. Heaven is still heaven, pure white sky, rich earth, and sacred and elegant buildings are everywhere in this world blessed by gods.

It snows in heaven.

It was not the blizzard that smashed the Great Hall a few times ago, but the tiny snowflakes falling from the sky.

His perspective is watching the snow scene.

God did not understand why he could remain motionless, and even his body did not appear in the dream. The dream was as illusory as if it were a poke, but only the snow covered the heaven and was coated with beautiful coats.

Then, "he" moved.

God saw the snow-white fingertips appearing in his eyes, as if he wanted to touch the falling snowflakes.

The snow suddenly became heavier, sweeping over like a storm, blowing away the piece that was about to fall to his fingertips. The snowflakes in the sky almost flooded their sight, and the screams outside became louder and louder. Many angels seemed to come from behind the "he" who did not appear, and a familiar voice shouted out.

"Your Highness!"

God knew who it was when he heard it, and Michael was behind it.

Just when God thought the Messiah was so narcissistic that she wanted them to call him His Highness, a terrible crack appeared in the dream, and a spider-web-like crack spread from the center point, like a crystal mirror shattered by a punch. God thought to himself: He also has a little self-knowledge, reality is different from illusion, how could Michael call the Messiah as His Highness? The absurd dream will finally wake up.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier at the end of the dream, and the sound of a rumbling magical out of control sounded...

God retracted his gaze and did not want to watch this snowy day that made him feel bad. Last time he punished Lucifer, Metatron, and Messiah, no wonder the Messiah remembered it until now.

With a moment of thought, God's thoughts left the Messiah. So God did not see that the master of the dream had long hair blown away by the wind, and the beautiful blonde hair was purely like golden sand under the snowflakes in the sky, and even the snow could not cover its color.

Turning back, an angel with a pair of eyes from the sky looked at them with a smile and said, "Michael, the snow is so beautiful."

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful it is, it does not belong to him.

The dream shattered, Lucifer in the prison cell opened his eyes and yawned lazily. The next second, his expression was solemn, and he noticed a trace of God's coming.

He didn't dream of anything dangerous just now...

Lucifer racked his brains to recall the dreams that disappeared in an instant, and there was only the scene of snow falling in my memory.
Chapter completed!