If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

If it is said that the attack from the Demon Realm on the God Realm was just a minor incident, then when Payne returned to the Demon Realm, he officially declared war on the God Realm.

Senel found that Payne had changed.

He became even more indifferent, as if nothing could invade his heart.

He rides a unicorn and stands at the forefront of the army.

Senel rode Reynolds and followed Payne.

He doesn't know what happened while he was unconscious, but he guesses it must have something to do with his other father, Raphael.Only Raphael can touch Payne's mind so much, and it has always been like this.

On the battlefield, they became gods of death in the eyes of angels.

Under their attack, the angels were killed one by one like little white doves who could not resist.

Harris couldn't sit still.

Payne declared war on the God Realm, which meant that he would have more territory and stronger strength.

So he also joined the ranks of declaring war. While Payne was fighting against the God Realm, he was also at war with the God Realm while continuing the stalemate with Payne.

And after getting off the battlefield, what Harris likes to do most is to tease the fallen angel.

Every time he pulled the chain, he would show a humiliated expression, and every time Harris was moved.

He began to understand why Payne chose him as his lover. Such an obedient guy is perfect for a pet.

Harris remembers the time when he bullied Mitchell, and it feels so good.

Mitchell struggled violently, like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to flutter, but this would change nothing, he could not control anything, including his own freedom and destiny.

He likes his pitiful and sad look, which is very attractive.

He didn't even want to give Mitchell back a little bit, he was so funny.

Harris has gained a great sense of accomplishment from him, not only because Mitchell can satisfy his physical and psychological needs, but also because he is Payne's lover and the biological father of his child.

[System prompt: The goal of the side mission is Harris's love value +30, regret degree +10, current love value 60, regret degree 30. 】

When the system's announcement sounded in Wen Fei's ears, his first reaction was actually: "I'll go, he's thinking about something unsuitable for children again, what's the reason for increasing the love value so much?"

Maoqiu saw him startled, chewed the raisins, and asked, "Isn't it good to clear the data quickly?"

Wen Fei rolled his eyes, and said, "The more he abuses me, the more I love him. This guy is just a slut, and he has no advantages other than being handsome."

"At least he is handsome. He is prettier than Payne." Mao Qiu compared and said.

"Yeah." Wen Fei straightened his expression, "I have to go back to my body, bye."

Harris took off his armor and returned to the cabin where Mitchell was held.

He has spent more time here recently than in his palace.

Mitchell was curled up in an iron cage, falling asleep.

Maybe it was Harris' rare kindness, maybe after playing, he felt that it was indecent to keep him naked like this. Anyway, Mitchell still has clothes covering his body now.

Mitchell heard the sound of the door opening, raised his head, and looked outside.

The familiar figure walked in the door, the devil wings stretched behind him, the smile on his face was not scary, but Mitchell couldn't help trembling.

There was a hoarse sound in Mitchell's throat, and he backed away from the cage, calling Payne's name in his mind again and again, even though he knew it wouldn't do anything.

He's been tainted by Harris, Payne won't want him anymore, he's a filthy fallen angel.

He hugged his knees and huddled until Harris pulled him out of the cage.

"Are you afraid of me?" Harris smiled and held him in his arms, like catching a poor bird.

"Let me go." Mitchell said tremblingly, "I have no effect on Payne, you can't threaten him with me."

Harris touched his white and frail face and said, "I don't believe it." He saw Mitchell trembling, and his smile became brighter.

Mitchell's eyes flickered, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes. He opened his lips and said something that even he felt heartbroken: "He only loves Raphael, he doesn't love me."

Yes, he only loves Raphael, otherwise why would he be kept out of the door.

Seeing his crying appearance, Harris suddenly wanted to keep him by his side like this.

"Then let's prove it, okay? Let's see if he loves you or not." Harris picked up a lock of his black hair and fiddled with his fingertips. "What crime did you commit and why were you punished?" Harris' finger With a little force, he grabbed his throat amidst his unbearable cries of pain, and asked.

Mitchell bit his lower lip and didn't answer.

"Aren't you going to say it?" Harris' right hand caressed his back, and the fingertips fluttered with red light. Those five fingers burned five marks on Mitchell's back like a branding iron.

The air smelled of burnt flesh.

Mitchell was so painful that he bit his lower lip to bleed, but the demon holding him was still playing tricks on him.

"It's funny." Harris liked to see him enduring the pain, pitiful and helpless, with a touch of sex appeal.

He decided to take this fallen angel as his own after he killed Payne, so that he could only show such a charming posture in front of his eyes forever.

Payne was sitting in his palace, arranging weapons.

He has a bow and a barrel of arrows in his hand.The tips of the arrows are specially made, strong enough to pierce any armor and pierce the heart of the enemy.When the arrow tip penetrates the human body, it will burst and its structure will open like a blooming flower.There is magic on it, and it will be attached to the flesh and bones, making it impossible for people to pull it out.Unless the enemy's blood is drained, the arrow will remain stuck in that person's body.

Payne shot and killed the weakest of the ten god-sealed angels with one arrow yesterday. He watched him fall without any disturbance in his eyes.

Even the angel was an old friend of his, having met him several times when he lived in the God Realm.

But none of that matters anymore.

All those who stand in his way will die.

He wants Raphael, he only wants Raphael.

He wanted to capture the entire God Realm and hold Raphael tightly in his hands.

Raphael said that it doesn't matter if he doesn't love him, he will let him fall in love.

It doesn't matter that Raphael doesn't recognize Senel's identity. When he becomes the only king of the two worlds of gods and demons, Senel will naturally be the only prince. He will inherit his throne, and no one will dare to question him at that time. lineage.

Soon he will face the strongest one among the god-sealed angels, who is not lost to Raphael at all.

Payne is [-]% sure.

Harris looked down at the red brand on Mitchell's back, an eagle - the Harris family crest.

He originally wanted to engrave it on him, but the pain of the tattoo was too gentle, and it was not as deep as a direct imprint.

Sweetness is easy to be forgotten, only pain is easier to be remembered.

Since Mitchell gouged out his piece of flesh last time, there was no flame-shaped mark on the skin he grew back.Needless to say, his actions severed his connection with Senel.

Harris loves seeing him with his family crest, as if stamped, making him feel like Mitchell is his thing now.

He felt that Payne's behavior of throwing him out was really right. If Payne hadn't chased him away, he wouldn't have picked up such a fun little guy.

Mitchell was reluctant to stay with Harris.

Every time he returns from a game, Mitchell is the most nervous. Only when he leaves, Mitchell can get a moment of respite.

No matter how many times, you can't get used to it.

No matter how many times, it still feels humiliating.

When Harris dragged him into his arms, he found Mitchell crying.

He didn't yell, didn't yell, just tears fell down.

"I didn't hit you, why are you crying?" Harris wiped the water from the corners of his eyes and said.

"Leave me alone," Mitchell said, "please."

Harris would naturally not let him go, but seeing Mitchell's appearance, he suddenly had an idea and asked, "Where are you going after I let you go? Find your old lover Payne?"

Mitchell closed his eyes, with a painful expression on his face, and he said, "Penn won't want to see me."

"Yes, he likes Raphael. You know, he really wants to destroy the entire God Realm and take God King Raphael as his own." Harris smiled and deliberately said something that would make him uncomfortable .

Mitchell's eyelashes trembled, and he asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true. Both worlds of gods and demons know about it. Little bird, are you sad?" He wiped away the tears from Mitchell's eyes, put it to his mouth and tasted it, "It's salty."

"It's useless for you to keep me. Payne won't come to rescue me, and you can't exchange me for anything." Mitchell opened his eyes, looked at him, and said.

"That's true. I sent someone to deliver a letter to him, saying that you were with me, but he didn't come." Harris's words were half-truthful, but he still received satisfactory results——Mitchell's eyes Moist again.

"Love to cry. Are you made of water?" Harris leaned in and kissed the tears from his eyes.

What he said just now was half true and half false.He did send a letter to Payne, but the letter did say that Mitchell was about to become Harris's princess and invited Payne to the Murphy family to attend the wedding.

According to the messenger, Payne tore up the letter on the spot, but he didn't say anything, not even mentioning Mitchell's name, and let the messenger go.

"You want to go, you can." Harris said suddenly.

Mitchell's eyes widened in surprise, but soon felt that Harris was lying to him, and lowered his eyelids.

But Harris put on a serious expression embarrassingly: "You don't believe me, then I'm not happy."

He really didn't continue, he just got up and took off the collar around Mitchell's neck.

After Harris left, Mitchell spent the night in panic and confusion.

The next day a demon envoy came and sent him out.

Mitchell didn't care whether Harris was lying to him or not, he fled away from his territory and walked towards the city of Rennes.

The long time of captivity and humiliation exhausted his strength, and he dragged his exhausted body, step by step towards the place where his lover was.

Harris stood on the tower, watching his thin back gradually go away.

"Find someone to follow him." Harris ordered the servants around him.

After night fell, Harris spread his wings from the castle, sneaked into the night, and went to where Mitchell was.

Mitchell walked for a day and a night, and he slept under a linden tree, curled up, and fell asleep quietly.

Harris was standing high up, watching him through the gaps in the leaves.

He found that he liked this little guy quite a lot. He looked so distressing. He didn't even have wings, so he couldn't keep warm at all.

Harris secretly cast a spell to make Mitchell sleep a little deeper, and then slipped down, wrapping his wings around him.

He leaned against Mitchell, put his arms around him, and held him in his arms.

Mitchell felt the heat and couldn't help but move closer to him.

This was the first time he took the initiative to approach, and Harris felt as sweet as honey.

I couldn't help but like him a little more.

[System prompt: The branch character Harris has a love value of +10, a regret degree of +10, a current love value of 70, and a regret degree of 40. 】

Of course, he didn't let Mitchell go this time to reunite him with Payne and the others. On Mitchell's wrist, where he couldn't see or feel it, he tied a weapon.

He concealed that thing with magic, in order to give Payne or Senel a fatal blow.

That thing is like a bomb, but when it explodes, countless lines of vicious curses and black magic will erupt inside, enough to instantly kill a person at the level of a god king.

Harris affectionately calls it "The Destroyer."

He followed, not only worried about Mitchell's safety, but also to detonate this thing at the right time.

Harris thought about his plan, resting his head on Mitchell's neck and sleeping in his arms all night.

When Mitchell woke up the next morning, he found that he was still in the same position as when he fell asleep last night.

He frowned suspiciously, feeling a little strange.Last night was the most peaceful night he slept, warm and reliable.

He hadn't slept so well in a long time.

Mitchell stood up and walked on.

He needs to find food in order to maintain his strength and move on.

He thinks he is very lucky, sometimes he will meet little squirrels leaping between the branches, and those naughty little things will accidentally drop the nuts in their paws.

Mitchell felt it was a gift from God.

He picked the fruit on the road. He had seen a cuckoo pecked at it before, so it should not be poisonous.

The fruit was unexpectedly sweet and filled his hungry stomach.

Harris stood in the distance, peering at Mitchell from afar.

He thought his fallen angel was really cute, and he didn't suspect these coincidences on the road at all.

He withdrew the magic of manipulating the cuckoo and the squirrel, and thought it would be interesting to follow him all the time and watch him walk alone in the jungle.

Raphael walked out of the jungle, and when he reached a place where there were people, he realized that Payne was no longer in Rennes.

They are on the front lines, fighting the Angels.

Raphael had no choice but to change direction and walk towards the battlefield.

Harris knew that his Destroyer would soon come into play.