[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

When I woke up, a team of angel soldiers was going door to door checking household registration.I opened the door and sat on the bed waiting for them. I used my sleepy brain and told them with a wooden face: "McGee, yes, the original owner...has not suffered any losses."

Anyway, they don't pay much attention to the people in the slums. I can handle this wave of investigations, but I can't handle the residents around here.Fortunately, I didn't plan to stay here for a long time. As soon as the angel soldiers left, I turned around and went to the teleportation formation, and went straight to the fourth day.

In this way, Sariel will never find me—he may think that I have something to do and someone to look for the next day, but in fact I want to sneak into the Angel Academy.

Michael is too far away from me, I still have to bet on Raziel first.

Getting into the academy is not a very troublesome thing.There are also a large number of fallen angels among the ordinary angels, especially the two-winged angels.These passionate bottom-level angels don’t have a lot of things in heaven, they dare to fight and bet on anything, and they can rebel against God with one breath, and the army has rebelled from the first day. Propaganda, fool these two wings to fall to the sky.As a result there is a lack of support staff at a number of institutions, including Angel Academy.

Therefore, I claim that my relatives died in the battle, became a seller and became an uncle of the cafeteria without getting much attention. There are so many angels who were killed in the battle. It is normal to think of a simpler place to recuperate physically and mentally.The more they didn't care about me, the more uncomfortable I felt. I always felt that if I had changed the way back then, for example, I had gone to Jehovah to make it clear in advance, and those angels would not have to die.

But it is inevitable for Lucifer to fall into the sky, and it is inevitable for a third of the angel army to fall into the sky-is their death also inevitable?

I am not a god and cannot see what fate has written.

The pace of Angel Academy is much slower than most places in Heaven in my memory.The little angels are noisy day after day, and the teachers gossip and gossip, it seems that it has never changed.But the lifespan of ordinary angels is only a few thousand years, and only Seraphim is truly immortal.They will always be replaced by new generations. There are very few first-generation angels who are still alive, and more are the second and third generations.Many of them became four or even six wings, overlooking the world.

But what is now filling the Angel Academy is uneasy discussions. The little angels frowned and asked their teacher childishly: "Why did Your Highness leave?"

Their teacher shook his head and didn't answer.

"Will His Highness help the demons?"

"...No. Your Highness will not help the demons..."

"But if you fall into the sky, don't you become a demon?"

The teacher couldn't answer, and kept shaking his head.

The little angel wriggled around in the chair, and I went over to serve them food without saying a word, one serving per shift, with slight differences according to age.A little angel held my hand, "Brother, if you fall into heaven, you will become a demon?"

"His Royal Highness Lucifer did not fall to heaven." I replied, this is not a lie, I did not fall to heaven, neither did the real Lucifer.

That Lucifer died the moment he was expelled from heaven, leaving behind the Lucifer who asked me to find the answer.

"Yeah, and there's no evidence, maybe His Highness didn't fall into heaven..." The teacher smiled at me gratefully, "Don't think so much, Your Highness will be fine."

"Has Your Highness offended God?"

"Don't speculate about God at will...don't think about it, you might as well think about who the new principal will be..."

I froze.

The headmaster is Lemuel—of course, he's fallen.

He is the fallen angel responsible for teaching the fallen.

Even if I don't know whether he is a "fallen angel" or a "fallen angel", the facts have proved everything to me.

"I really hope it's Lord Seraphim," the little angel's attention was quickly diverted, "I heard that Lord Gabriel used to be a teacher in the academy!"

"It's not that lord," his teacher smiled, "it's Lord Yanar."

This time my expression froze completely.

The day Yanar arrived was very unexpected. I was mixing potatoes and corn when I heard someone ask, "Is this college lunch?"

When I looked up, I was dazzled by Yanar's bright smile.It is rare for angels to see such a bright smile these days. The shadows are covering their faces. Heaven has not yet recovered from the major blow, but Yanar is more like a child after a successful prank, smiling beautifully. Fang Jian, "I don't think I've seen you before, are you new here?"

"Yes, Yanar...my lord." Talking to Yanar must be full of energy, "I originally lived on the second day."

He looked at my face, and out of the blue, he lifted my jaw.

Lu Shuang's ordinary face was reflected in his strange eyes.

"You have an attractive air," he said thoughtfully. "I thought you were a cherub."

Lucifer's temperament - I can't do anything about it for a while, Bo Ye and I have practiced etiquette for 5000 years, and we can't throw it all away in a second, "My father was lucky enough to meet His Highness Lucifer once, and he was overwhelmed by His Highness's temperament, and it has always been the same Practice, uh!"

Yanar's hands clenched.His fingers were stuck in my throat and I couldn't breathe. "Hardly anyone mentions this name in front of me these days," he said with a smile, and slowly let go of his hand, "He is no longer His Majesty of Heaven."

I turned my back to the mashed potatoes, covered my mouth and coughed dryly. Yanar really avoided the end of the trachea and stuck upwards, almost squeezing the base of my tongue, and even seemed to squeeze my eyes out of the eye sockets. .His brows were slightly frowned, "Is it hard?"

"...If you think you shouldn't be so uncomfortable, please try it yourself..." I coughed and glared at him, "Although I'm just an ordinary angel, but——"

"You are Er Yi?" He stared at me, I was afraid that his next sentence would be "Let me see the wings", but he looked away, "You are quite courageous."

... Yanar, if I really have no way to hang around in heaven and am forced to take the route of the devil king, I will kill you in my first holy war.

But Yanar is immune to my stare, and I don't have the ability of Sariel, "find me in the principal's office after work." I lowered my voice, and it was a bit ambiguous. I stared at his back, and there was a feeling An almost absurd idea of ​​Yanar wanting to have a one-night stand with me, and immediately cut it out of my mind.There is no reason for me to be so happy, since the first time I saw him he was like, "I can't cry because my father doesn't want me to be sad".

Now he doesn't cry, and no one knows whether he is hurt or not.

In the principal's office, I was not reprimanded or insulted as I imagined. When I knocked on the door and entered the room, Yanar stood in front of the window with his back to me. The warm orange sunlight reflected his hair orange. Looking at the sky, I asked, "What do you think is the highest place?"

"God." I replied.

"Is God necessarily in the highest place?"

"Of course." I tried my best to pretend to be firm in my belief, "God is always the protector of heaven."

"Is it God who protects heaven?"

"of course."

Yanar suddenly turned his head, he seemed a little angry, but when he saw me sitting across the desk, his eyes suddenly filled with fatigue.It was the first time I saw this kind of emotion in his eyes, and he didn't show such a fragile expression when I was stunned by his confession.

It was as if the whole world had abandoned him—

Or he pushed away his whole world.

"Sorry," he said, "Have you met Lucifer?"

"...No." I couldn't see myself again.

"Your temperament is a bit like his."

"Thank you for the compliment, it would be great if I could learn one ten-thousandth of that His Highness."

"Is it interesting to pretend that you don't know yourself?"

I stared blankly at him, clasped my hands stiffly behind my back, and my straightforward questioning didn't achieve any sudden effect. Yanar tilted his head, and his silver hair blocked half of his face with this movement, "What's your name?"

"Mackie."

"Article [-] of the general rules of heaven?"

"Execute Seraphim's order unconditionally." I replied without blinking my eyes. After spending so long with Samuel, I still understand the basic rules, but this line is clearly a big pit waiting for me to jump. "You live with me. Order," Yanar said, his red eye warmed by the sun, "beginning tonight."

Yarnar was doubting me, and his doubts were damn accurate.

"This... I don't mind, it's just that you—"

"Whoever wants to spread rumors, I will make him shut up." The angel who has been in charge of the military for nearly 2000 years replied firmly, "Please execute the order."

I... I bear it, I admit it.

Living with Yanar is not awkward at all. First of all, he often stays out at night, almost the whole house is mine, and I can do whatever I want. The degree of freedom is higher than in the staff dormitory, and I don’t have to worry about the ears of the partition wall.Secondly, when he is occasionally around, he will sleep quietly or read a book in his own bed. If you want to hear him speak, you have to take the initiative to talk to him.In the end, he never tested me - which surprised me the most.

Even if I talked to him, he just answered my questions in a regular manner, and didn't even ask me anything, as if he just found himself a part-time worker to clean up the room.

As an "ordinary two-winged angel", I have Seraphim resources around me, and I can't use them.Ask a few words about magic, ask a few words about gossip, and even ask a few words about personal information. Yanar has no redundant words, and he can be as rigorous as he wants.

If he sees that I am Lucifer, it is unreasonable to be so indifferent; if he doesn't see, then he is too enthusiastic-he is also a cold-faced and selfless military commander in front of ordinary angels Ah, "Master Yanar?"

He looked up at me, I couldn't tell the emotion in his eyes, I just knew he was waiting for my next sentence, "You...why did you come to Angel Academy?"

"The rebellion started from the military department, so naturally they have to bear some responsibility." He replied lightly, "I didn't restrain my own subordinates, so naturally I have to apologize."

"Can sinners teach little angels?"

His lips parted slightly, then closed again.He lowered his head, as if burying himself in the shadows for a moment, "...I can't."

I was stunned, he put down the book, and lay down with his back to me, "Of course sinners can't teach little angels. I'm not worthy to be a professor. I've committed a crime a long time ago, but few people remember it."

"...What did you do?" I had to ask in person, even though I knew exactly what he was talking about.

"I bumped into Lucifer."

"... just like I bumped into you?"

He laughed in a low voice, "How could that be?" His voice sounded gentle and magnetic, "How could you be a collision?"

After a few seconds that seemed extremely long to me, he explained calmly: "That level is not considered a collision."

"You have a lot of adults."

"Yeah, he has a lot of adults." Yanar murmured, "Have you really never seen him?"

"I'm just a normal—"

"There are always angels who say that he is the morning star. It shines in all directions, guards the tiger's heaven, and is so dazzling that it cannot be approached..." He suddenly sat up, looked at me, and bit out these words word by word, "In fact, he is air."

"He has never had a real sense of existence in front of us, as if he doesn't know anything. We always have to think and study how to solve it... He only needs to talk to God, and he can do anything we can't do. things ... but without him, we don't even know what we're going to do tomorrow, what's the point."

"He is a person who can really see the whole heaven and even the three worlds. There is no self-interest in him. Heaven is his self-interest. He never minds offending or even provoking. He loves every one of us, no matter the lowest level. The little angel is still me... The tolerance I get from him is actually the same, because no matter what we do, we can't touch his bottom line. What are we? We can't hurt him at all."

"He is a typical example of being good at being bullied by others but allowing others to bully him. He is the creator of the Three Realms... He is our father like a god."

His voice fell lower and lower until at last he lay down again, huddled; I waited a while, covering him with the covers, looking at his pale face.

Two of the three lieutenants fell to the sky, and one third of the legion rebelled. The pressure he received came from the entire heaven, and those who still stayed here and lost their loved ones must point all their anger at him.

The stains from a long time ago were dug out, and even the bloodline was mentioned again. The anger of the angels overwhelmed the reason, but this time, no Lucifer fooled the angels for him.

This time he was alone.

I judged his breathing, then lowered my head and kissed his forehead.

Even in this case, those newspapers in heaven are still——

"The former Commander-in-Chief Yanar refused to remove Lucifer's name from the law."

"Lord Yanar Forbids the Cursing Behavior Regarding Lucifer".

"Master Yanar Suspected of Having a Lover?The blood of the demon race defiled heaven! "

Yanar frowned in his sleep.

He opened his eyes, only to see that the angel on the opposite bed was slowly drawing something on a stone slab with a fine pen dipped in the drawing liquid of the magic circle.

Those eyes that were so focused and indifferent were very similar to Lucifer's indifferent eyes when he drew a magic circle that they couldn't understand.

That Highness built the magic system, that Highness gave them a chance to get close to God.

That Highness is someone he loves deeply and will never admit to being wrong.