After sending the griffin beast out, Lucifer got the first shy and joyful smile after Hania's baptism.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

For a moment, Lucifer looked calm, but his heart was full of joy.

He seemed to have found a way to increase the favorability of the child without close contact - give gifts! Lucifer can give him whatever Hania likes and wants, and he will give it openly with the identity of Seraphite!

Lucifer couldn't understand Lucifer's thoughts, but in terms of property, Lucifer was a paradise distance, and it was too easy to satisfy Hania with gifts. While Lucifer was talking to Hania, Lucifer looked in this newly established palace and confirmed that Bezebu and Michael were not mixed with water.

In the palace, God's eyes followed him like a shadow, staring straight at Lucifer and Haniah.

Haniya, who had just been reincarnated, didn't know much about these things. After being looked at by God for a long time, he felt a little chilling behind his back. He touched his arm and stopped his pleasant conversation with His Highness.

"Haniya, how do you live alone?" Lucifer asked about his daily life as if he didn't feel the pressure.

Haniya whispered: "Your Highness, I am an angel, not a human."

Lucifer did not deny this slip of tongue, and his voice revealed a little gentleness, "In my eyes, you have always been the child of that year." The common words from relatives were spoken in Seraph's long mouth, and they were extremely lethal.

Hania was a little embarrassed and helpless, and instinctively looked at Lucifer, hoping that his father could help him.

Lucifer came over and said with a smile: "Haniya, Lucifer cares about you. Just treat him as a relative. You don't have to care so much about class in private."

He pushed Hania's back and Hania fell into Lucifer's arms.

That is an extremely warm embrace.

The master in his arms did not push him away, patted his back lightly, and stroked his hair with his other hand. Hania's resistance weakened, and the inherited memory jumped till it, as if he was drinking to stop him from touching Lucifer rudely.

Haniya was having a split headache, and she exhaled in a low pain, "It hurts so much-"

Lucifer immediately put his palm on the back of his head, releasing his power to soothe his mental power. The father and son are of the same origin, and Hania's mental state improves. Lucifer also knew that there was something tricky in Hania's memory of inheritance. Lucifer could not be angry, but he was helpless to God. My god can even put down his prejudice against the Messiah, so why can't he treat Hania well?

Due to God's warning, Lucifer did not continue to stay, "Haniya, have a good rest, and I will come to see you later."

Haniya was ashamed of her temporary problems, "Thank you for your help."

After Lucifer gave Lucifer a "I'll stay" sight, Lucifer left with confidence. Hania looked at the Messiah who had not left in confusion. As a result, Lucifer hooked his shoulder and said gracefully and roguely: "Sleep with you tonight, you won't drive your father away, right? Let me see if Hania still has the habit of kicking the quilt."

Kick the quilt?

Haniya thought about the previous few times when she woke up in the morning, and she felt ashamed.

The little son of the Holy See had such a habit, and only three people knew about it. Even Nabonier was fooled by Hania's mature side, let alone believers in the mortal world and angels in heaven.

Lucifer slept with his son all night and returned to Jupiter in the early morning. Every once in a while, he often came to accompany Hania, which made Lucifer feel sad, because Hania and him had a lot of feelings.

The relaxed days didn't last long, and after get off work, Hania was strangely found by Belia.

The angel of Quan guarded the door of his palace, with long golden hair tied behind his head, looking very energetic. As soon as he saw Hania, Belia said enthusiastically: "Hania, do you want to go to the mortal world with me?"

Haniya replied inexplicably: "I can't ask for leave easily."

"Ask leave is a trivial matter." Beria decisively grabbed him and saw Haniya's face close up, "Haniya, you are more beautiful than before after becoming an angel. I'm a little envious. I heard that you have a good relationship with the Messiah. Let's go to the mortal world to see how his Holy See is?"

If someone else says the consequences, he will definitely be speechless, but Belia's tone is cheerful and her expression is free, and her appearance at the level of Seraphim is also excellent, and her body exudes great affinity.

After he was sobbing and beating, he coaxed Haniya to the first level of Yuexingtian in a daze. He slapped the pass in his hand on the guard of the Wisdom Angel. Before the guard could carefully check the content, he tricked Haniya, the new Seraphim, into the mortal world.

Although Belia is usually pure and kind, he is actually the angel who is the best at fooling people.

Without such ability, he cannot be lazy for a long time and not be reported by the adjutant. God knows when Metatron set up a report mechanism for the overstep reporting mechanism in Xingtian, which allows ordinary angels to report their boss anonymously!

Beria resented in her heart, then cheered up and turned Haniya to the Church of Light. His goal this time was to let Naipanil and Haniya meet as soon as possible, so as not to let the little ancestor cry to death every time he saw him.

In the Church of Light, Naipanil waited for a long time in the back door of the Holy See, and finally looked forward to his father's figure.

"Father--" Naipanil hurriedly wanted to pounce over, but suddenly braked urgently. He remembered the letter from heaven, and Meta's father said that Haniya became a seraph and lost her past memories.

Haniya looked at the child strangely, turned her head and asked Belia: "Who is he?"

"He, he, is the ruler of the Holy See."

Belia's cold sweat fell and she explained with a sarcastic explanation. Opponiel almost cried, her golden pupils were filled with tears that she refused to shed. Belia was one of the seraphs who had spoiled Nair. Although he was forced to become a child to play with him every time he was forced to become a child, if he hadn't liked him, Belia would not have allowed him to do things he wouldn't want to do.

"So small?" Hania's eyes fell on Naipanil in surprise. "Beria, are there no adults in the Holy See?"

Naipanil was unwilling to be underestimated and cried back, "No, I am your orthodox heir." He stood straight in front of Haniya and said to his father as a new little son: "Father, after you leave, I dare not relax at all. Please believe me, I will not let the inheritance of the Holy See of Light be broken in my generation!"

Haniya's expression stagnated on her face, father, father, father?!

"Didn't the Messiah tell you? You have a son in the mortal world." Belia looked at him strangely and explained with relief: "I just said why you haven't come to the Church of Light. I really don't know."

Haniya was about to leave her body, and her pure heart was greatly impacted.

The child in front of me is probably the age of the little angel in the memory of inheriting the life of the little angel. His golden hair looks very similar to him, and his tender little face is full of breath. A pair of golden pupils who are a little scared to God are looking at him stubbornly, which makes people feel distressed for their sake.

"Who are you... mother?"

"I don't have a mother."

Naipanil replied without turning around for a moment.

Haniya is stuck, is it still an illegitimate child?!

Belia felt that the conversation was familiar, and she had no time to figure out the reason. He saw this big and small communication barrier, and quickly said to Nail: "He is not your illegitimate child, his full name is Naipanil, and he is the child of you and His Highness Metatron."

Haniya: “…”

Belia felt that the more she said it, the more she was, and she explained again: "Every angel in heaven knows this. You don't have to doubt whether it is true or false. Go back and find a wise angel and ask."

Haniya: “…”

Recalling Metatron, who was kind to him and God who strictly forbids any personal relationship, Hania found that he did not know the world anymore and agreed to abstinence in heaven! What's wrong with all children!

After recognizing this child who was measured with blood magic, Haniya returned to heaven in a dizzy way.

Beria didn't leave so quickly. Knowing that Haniya was a little resistant to having an extra child, he sent Haniya to the gate of heaven, and waited for his corridor before returning to visit Nabonier.

Without the majesty that had stood in front of Hania before, Naipanil squatted on the ground, poking the floor tiles with his fingers one after another. This is the back door of the Holy See of Light, and there are not many believers who know it. Given that the Holy Sons of the past dynasties are too popular and it is inconvenient to go anywhere, this back door is a place specially opened by the Holy See for the Holy See of the past dynasties for the Holy See of the past dynasties to go out for the Holy See of the past dynasties.

Beria bent down with concern and asked, "Are you still sad?"

It would be fine if he didn't ask, but when asked, Naipanil's tears came down.

Tears hit the smooth floor tiles, crying silently and choking, and water accumulates into small puddles within a moment.

Belia used various methods to tell him not to cry, but it was still ineffective. Just as Belia was planning to carry him back to the Holy See and let Alai deal with it, Naipanil said in anger: "I want it, I want Sister Belia."

After pondering, Belia said, "...you should cry until you die."

Naipanil cried bitterly with a "wow" and hugged Belia's thigh, "Don't leave!" He raised his little face full of tears and said pitifully: "If my father leaves me, do you want to leave me too?"

Although Naipanil did not inherit the misfortune of Hania and the Messiah, His Highness Metatron's bloodline is not bad. His facial features are soft and delicate, and he has a taste of being indistinguishable from male and female when he was young. When Belia held his forehead, it is no wonder that His Highness Metatron prepares a lot of women's clothing every year, which is completely for Naipanil to wear.

When I don’t know who Sister Belia was, Naboniel at most treated Uncle Beliadam. Later, after being damnly penetrated the fog by his companions, Naboniel often acted coquettishly and wanted to play with [Sister Belia].

Belia was so angry that he cried. She met him for the sake of his orphan [Sister Belia].

The wave of magic flashed, his body shrank rapidly, and his mind shrank to the point of a little angel.

Her long golden hair and a small face as big as a palm make Belia as beautiful as a porcelain doll.

Naipanil rushed over quickly, tears were still hanging on his eyelashes, but he said with a smile: "Sister Belia, Nail misses you so much, you are so fierce when you grow up."

Before Beria could get clothes from the storage space, she was overwhelmed by Naipo Niel, who was half a head taller. The adult angel robe was spread on the ground in a mess. Beria pushed Naipo Niel away with all her limbs, and the collar was pulled apart. The sunlight shone on her white shoulders, reflecting a faint halo. Naipo Niel looked a little distracted.

"Get out of here, you're pressing me!" Belia, who had become smaller, had a bigger temper and directly slapped Naipanil.

Naipanil screamed in pain, and he accidentally hit the bridge of his nose.

Sitting on Belia, Naipanil covered his nose with his fingers, and a heat flow appeared, and the nosebleed fell on Belia's body, making the robe that had been grinding around the ground even more dirty.
Chapter completed!