"It's not my fault, you did it in person!"

Michael's screaming sound came from the main hall, and then a whirlwind slammed the door of the hall. The two angel servants outside shaking their shoulders and tried to pretend that they had not seen what was inside. Since His Highness Michael did not inform them to go in and stop His Highness Bezebu, they regarded it as a "friendly" action between their companions, rather than a punch and a punch.

Bezebu was so angry that he was angry and angry. He didn't listen to Michael's explanation at all. He just wanted to beat the red-haired angel into a red-haired pig's face. "I asked you to peek at my **! I asked you to see!" Bezebu roared with a high voice, "Michael! Your shame is simply eaten by the devil!"

"No, you obviously have no lower limit, but you actually touched there!" Michael did not forget to argue with his face swollen.

So Beizeb's expression turned into pig liver color.

During the fight between the two seraphs, they completely forgot that this was Lucifer's territory. The paper scraps were flying, the tables and chairs were broken, and small pits were smashed on the crystal ground. The roaring made the official duties on the tables on the ground tremble.

Through the apse of silent magic, Lucifer opened his eyes from his sleep, and felt a sharp scream and the sound of tables and chairs falling down, which made him unable to fall asleep.

"Messiah, what happened to the front temple?"

Lucifer coughed uncomfortablely, his voice becoming much hoarse.

Under the soft light, Lucifer sat by the bed reading a book. Hearing this, he looked at his lover who was resting, "Did you feel anything? Michael should be the only one in the front hall in office." Even though he had the same soul, he did not have the authority to manage the palace, nor did he know that there was a mess there.

Lucifer adjusted his pillow to a more comfortable level and coaxed him to sleep: "I'll go and see, don't worry, keep going."

"Well..." Lucifer closed his eyes slightly in the light, and put his hand on the back of Lucifer's hand. "If you go, come back early. Stay with me in the morning, and you will go back to Jupiter in the afternoon."

"Okay." Lucifer responded gently.

When he walked out of the bedroom, the gentleness on his face disappeared. When he approached the main hall, he heard the sound of a fight. He had a bad premonition in his heart. Maintaining the walking etiquette of not being impatient, Lucifer pushed open the door of the hall, and the sunlight from the outside shone into his eyes, making him squint his eyes. Then he saw clearly that many places where he worked in the past had been smashed. Michael ran away in a panic, and behind him was the furious Bezebub.

Indifferent to the damaged things, Lucifer leaned against the door. He did not go out, nor turned around to complain, but admired Michael's agile figure, applauded Bezebu's behavior, "Papa--"

"You guys have fun in Lucifer's palace."

His voice fell.

Beizeb's expression was frozen in the second of the storm, and there was a faint sign of petrification on his body. Michael in front quickly fled to the Messiah and sniffed, "Messiah, help me persuade Beizeb, he was completely crazy."

Lucifer looked at the swollen slap marks on his face and said affirmatively: "What good thing have you done?"

Michael looked elsewhere guiltily, "No, I did nothing, I just asked a simple question, and he became so angry."

Lucifer didn't believe him at all, so he raised his eyebrows to see Beizeb who had returned to calmness.

Well, this guy had already squatted down with his head in his arms, and cried with despair, "Oh my God, I didn't deliberately destroy the things here. His Highness Lucifer would definitely kill me when he saw it!"

Michael went to see the surroundings after realizing it, and was instantly shocked by the scene here. He actually smashed Lucifer's office chair, and the table was broken a lot, a large number of documents were scattered on the ground, and the extremely expensive crystal ground showed flaws and fragments. From an outsider's perspective, it was as messy as if he had been thieves.

The second desperate face appeared on Michael.

He stood shakingly on the ground, murmured with tears in his face: "Is it useful to commit suicide to septum?"

Lucifer smiled and said, "You can say this to Lucifer in person, and I hope you can finish it alive." After understanding that the turmoil outside came from Michael and Berezeb, Lucifer was not interested in the reasons for their conflict and was ready to go back and talk to Lucifer.

Before he could take a step, his body was dragged by Michael. Bezebu also reacted and immediately closed the door to the apse and cooperated with Michael to detain the Messiah. With the pig's face, Michael would beg for so pitiful and pitiful: "His Highness of the Messiah, can you go back later? Give us some time to repair the palace, and I promise to restore it!"

Lucifer was held back by him and frowned and looked back at him, "Are you sure?"

Michael's little chicken Dumi nodded.

"I, I will start sorting out now! Michael, hurry up!" Bezebu and Michael immediately put aside their past grudges and used the fastest speed to sort out the main hall that was disrupted by them. Those who cleaned up official duties, repaired chairs, and as for the cracks on the ground... Michael's brain turned quickly, used his own strength to condense it into crystallization, and lay on the ground to repair the floor in a fine manner. The color difference was very low, and if you didn't look carefully, you would never see any signs of cracking.

Lucifer was amazed and witnessed a forgery work of the highest level in heaven. In just a moment, the two seraphs repaired the main hall of the administrative palace, and the appearance seemed to be no different from usual.

However, in fact—

"How long do you plan to change things?" Lucifer didn't think Lucifer would never be able to find out.

Michael tremblingly and counted the price. Bezebu's throat moved slightly, and walked to him and said, "Michael, I have some flower festivals on my hands to get crystal coins. Later, we will buy the crystal floor of this material, as well as tables and chairs and broken decorations."

Michael said with a sad face: "Okay." Needless to ask, his annual salary for the next few hundred years will be spent on buying things.

The things around Lucifer can only be described as expensive.

After watching them discuss, Lucifer stretched out his hand gracefully and spread his five fingers.

【Holding fee.】

This meaning that has been understood throughout the ages and the present made Michael feel sad. How could the Son who had agreed to be tempted by such money and external things? Bezebu stepped on Michael's foot and let him swallow the words he was reluctant to cut his flesh. Bezebu thought about the consequences and the price, and decided that it would be better to pull the Messiah into the water. "I'll pay, and it will be transferred to your account within today."

Lucifer nodded and said maliciously: "Thank you so much. When I went back to see Lucifer, I said that Michael was flirting with Bezebus, and then he was slapped by Bezebus?"

Beizeb nodded with a dark face.

Michael suddenly felt his face hurt. Bezebu's slap was so hard that his face was about to break!

Lucifer, who closed the door of the temple again and turned his back to the main hall, couldn't help laughing and almost laughed in front of Michael and Bethiebu. Such a strange good mood continued until he returned to the side hall. Lucifer even began to book Michael in the Seven Deadly Sins. He didn't know who would replace him if Michael had become a fallen angel.

Furious? Not very similar; jealous? A little strange; gluttony? Michael doesn't have to rob Bezebus of this original sin; lust/desire? If he can get Bezebus, Lucifer reluctantly admits that the other party has surpassed Asmontis.

As for greed, a young man flashed through Lucifer's mind, and he shook his head in a funny way.

"It's not Michael, it's probably him..."

The Seven Sins Greeds in the previous life only appeared later. Mamen is probably the most suitable demon, so he was convicted of the seven sins by darkness at birth, and was adopted directly from Lilith to the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons by Lucifer.

Lucifer thought about these future things and returned to Lucifer's bedside slowly. Lucifer's eyelashes moved and he wanted to open his eyes to talk to him. Lucifer covered his eyes with his warm palms, "There is only a small thing in the front hall, don't worry." Lucifer responded softly when he heard his words, and asked, "Is it Michael a mess?"

Lucifer said in a black and white manner: "He forced him to kiss Bezebu and was slapped by Bezebu."

"What?"

Lucifer's closed eyes opened.

"The same goes for you to find them again in the afternoon." Lucifer saw that he was about to get out of bed and pressed his shoulder. "This matter is not suitable for big things. It is better for them to solve it privately. Bezebu is thin-skinned, so please don't tell me."

Lucifer's expression was a bit terrible, "Michael dared to do such a thing, he doesn't want to live?"

Lucifer pondered: "Maybe he can't help but feel excited when he saw that we had too many things. But don't worry too much. Michael's reason will always come back. You can just educate him well later."

Lucifer: "…"

So they are actually negative teaching materials? It also affects Michael, who is an adjutant?

Lucifer's anger turned into ridiculousness, "Stop talking to them, my god has warned them that no more problems will occur, otherwise the next time will be imprisoned in prison."

Lucifer hugged his sitting waist and rubbed his cheek, "You and Metatron are the best angels in heaven, are you afraid that you can't protect them?"

Lucifer's body stiffened.

After a while, his mood calmed down and he said, "I didn't protect you back then."
Chapter completed!