Heaven's Light Lucifer

It was different from the one Tia gave him. Although it had Tia's witchcraft bonus, it actually felt the same as an ordinary bracelet.

But the one in his hand has continuously emitted strength since it was held in his hand.

It wasn't the powerful power of holy light, nor the power of darkness that was of the same origin as him, but it had a strange stabilizing effect on him.

This feeling, like the brook introduced from the mouth of the Tiber River, gently and slowly pushes through his body, containing the restless dark side in his body, and soothing the extremely fragile and sensitive light part.

He rubbed the hexagram with his fingertips that had been gushing out power, and felt the small concave groove on the back, and his movements froze.

Turn over the wooden sign, and sure enough, I saw a line of beautiful cursive English characters, which read: ForLucifer

"Yahwei, you..." Lucifer looked at the bracelet and said softly.

Turn your feet and stand before God.

Since just now, the man has kept his head down, staring at the floor without moving.Lucifer lowered his head, but could only see two small brush-like eyelashes, long and curled.

He slightly bent his knees, looked up at God, and asked, "Yahweh? Is the bracelet for me?"

Lucifer clearly remembered that Yawei started making this bracelet the second day he came to the manor.I even hurt my fingers when polishing the wooden sign.

Has this person been so nice to him since then?

No, not just... this bracelet.

And the berries that Yahweh handed him when he first arrived at the manor were only for him to eat.

Later, the night when he patiently solved his doubts and comforted him, and... the morning when he personally prepared goat milk for him.

After counting all these little things in detail, I suddenly realized that Yawei had been doing his best to treat him since the first time we met.

"Yahwei, is the bracelet for me?" Lucifer asked softly.

He felt that he seemed to have learned a big secret...

But the person in front of him just looked at him with a pair of eyes without blinking.The slightly protruding Adam's apple in his throat moved a few times, but he never said a word.

"Speak, Yahweh." Lucifer coaxed him in a low voice.

Yawei, who had been stiff and motionless since just now, finally moved his neck stiffly.

Like an old machine that has been forgotten for many years, he slowly turned his head and looked away.

"It's ugly." He pursed his lips, paused, and said, "Still...motherlike."

When he spoke, his voice still had the coldness that the Holy Spirit should have, but Lucifer still discerned a slight difference from that clear and cold voice.

"Yahweh, why do you sound like you are accusing me?" Lucifer couldn't help teasing him, seeing the man turned his head, he also turned around and chased after him, insisting to meet his eyes directly before giving up.

sissy...

Lucifer snorted and laughed: Is this to give him back what he rejected Tia's words?

"Yawei, why are you so kind to me?"

Lucifer said, playing with the bracelet full of spiritual power in his hand.

Seeing that God was about to turn his head away again, his fingertips lightly picked his chin.

"No wonder you've been doing it for so long, but you're not an ordinary human at all?"

He approached God step by step, but God was already guilty, afraid of revealing his flaws, so he could only retreat step by step with him.

After a while, he retreated to the window, and his shoulder hit the stone pillar of the window with a "bang".

The cold wind, mixed with water vapor, rushed towards me.

He remained silent, biting his upper and lower lips lightly with his upper teeth, his eyes drooping slightly, his eyes staring blankly at Lucifer's neck outside his collar.

"If you don't speak, then I'm right?"

Lucifer saw that his whole body was leaning against the stone pillar of the window, and his back was wetted by the splashed tiny drops of water, so he took a slight step back, took his arm, and stood back in the dry room.

"You don't have the aura of the heavenly clan, nor the aura of the demon clan, so...you are actually a wizard with powerful spiritual power. Isn't that right, Yahweh?"

The person who was pressed by him finally responded and nodded slowly.

Lucifer sighed helplessly: "It's just an identity, why did I ask so hard."

Seeing that the man's lips were still pursed tightly, and the cheeks on both sides were also slightly puffed up, he couldn't hold back, and gently swept his fingertips across his face.The latter looked up and gave him a warning look.

I don't know if it was because the man was too weak just now, but Lucifer just felt that the man in front of him looked like a cornered rabbit. Not only was he not intimidating, but with a straight face, he was a little bit...cute.

"So you were responsible for the rain just now?" He asked again.

Sure enough, seeing the man, he nodded slowly again.You can even see the slight redness on the tips of his ears.

Then there was an unrecognizable "hmm", the voice was a little soft, like talking to himself, with a bit of annoyance.

Lucifer smiled lowly, and said, "Are you so angry? Let me think... Could it be because Tia also gave me the same thing, so you are jealous?"

After finishing the sentence, seeing the man frowning at him again, he hurriedly changed his words: "It's wrong, it's because of anger, not jealousy."

There was a sense of humor in the voice.

God was so angry that he immediately turned around and wanted to leave again.

Lucifer grabbed his arm: "Okay, I won't trouble you anymore."

Then she took his hand and put the bracelet into his palm.

"You...don't want it?" God asked in frustration.

Lucifer sucked the tip of his tongue to his palate crisply, stretched out his wrist in front of him, and winked at him jokingly: "Yes, how much spiritual power is covered in this bracelet, do you think I can't see it? It will take you a long time Fuck you, if I refuse again, I'll be too brute." Then, he rolled up the sleeve of his wrist: "Put it on for me."

Sure enough, seeing the man's brows and eyes finally curved softly.Pulling his wrist over, lowering his head slightly, he carefully helped him put it on.

Lucifer watched quietly.

He also remembered that when he came out of the manor, he made a cage for the little ferret.Yawei raised his hand naturally, brushing the hair hanging on his sideburns for him.

At this time, seeing the man's long hair hanging down his shoulders, he couldn't help but raise his hand to brush it for him.

Just when the chain was put on, God raised his head and bumped into him with his clear eyes.

Lucifer bent his lips, raised his index finger, and tapped gently on the tip of his nose: "How could you think of making such a grand bracelet for me? What are you thinking about? Such a huge consumption of spiritual power, doing it and dying What to do, huh?"

God's nose was itchy after being knocked by him, so he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed it, and said, "I have a sense of proportion."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this sentence was not convincing. After thinking about it, I brought out the name of Moses, a fake god, and said seriously: "Moser also participated."

Speaking of "Holy God", Lucifer raised the corners of his lips obviously happily, his dark eyes were filled with smiles, and he whispered to himself: "I know he is secretly good to me."

Like a cheap and well-behaved little wolf dog, it almost wants to stick its tail to the sky.

After admiring the bracelet for a long time, he turned his head and poked God's waist again: "So, why do you live with him?"

After getting along for this period of time, Lucifer also saw that there was no dirtyness between Yahweh and Holy Spirit, let alone intimate interaction, even in the yard, these two people looked extremely unfamiliar.It's not the kind of strangeness of strangers, but the unfamiliarity of each other, and even a little mutual awe, revealed by gestures.

"Could it be the wizard who was chosen by him to come here to serve him?"

After all, it is indeed not the first time that the Holy Spirit has chosen humans to serve him and do things for him.

First there was Metatron Enoch, then there was Moses, and a few days ago there was a holy son, the Messiah.It is also reasonable to have an extra Yawei this time.

Sure enough, after asking this question, Lucifer received another small nod from Yawei.

Perhaps it was because Yawei's mood improved, the torrential rain outside gradually turned into a continuous drizzle.

The wind that blows into the house is also much softer.

The two of them were too focused on their conversation just now, and now they fell silent, only to hear the two sheep that were kept in captivity bleating, and further outside, in the small pond in front of the door, the croaking of frogs was even more so.

In the yard, Tia was rolling up the curtains of the tent when she saw that the rain was getting smaller.From the window where the two were, only the half of the little girl's skirt could be seen.

Seeing Lucifer looking at her, he was still waving his hands excitedly.

Tia made trumpets with her hands, and shouted at Lucifer word by word with a long voice: "My lord, it's raining, for a while, do you want to go outside to pick-mushroom-zi-ah!"

Lucifer was so amused that he chuckled, and imitated her, put his hand to his lips, and replied in a long voice: "Just-fall-for such a short while, the fungus-seeds- haven't grown yet, just -Sun-dead-la, you-are you-stupid-ah."

The little girl stomped her feet angrily, turned around and put down the curtain, and went back to the tent.

Suddenly there was a soft laugh, it was very thin and small, and it only came out briefly, but Lucifer still firmly grasped it in his ear.

Turning his head, just not missing what God hadn't had time to take back, there was a faint smile on his lips.

Seeing his gaze, the man's eyes widened slightly, revealing clear and pure pupils.A puzzled "um" came out from the tip of the nose, and the tail tune was raised slightly, as if hitting the tip of the heart.

Just as he was about to say "it's okay", his face changed slightly, and he stood on tiptoes, poking his head and looking out the window.

Then there was an annoyed low cry: "Oops, I made the wine."

Then, ignoring the pattering rain outside, he turned around and ran out the door.

Lucifer was afraid that he would get wet, so he hurriedly followed him.It is always sunny in this manor, and there is not even an umbrella.Lucifer had no choice but to spread his wings, and the black wings tightly protected his head.

"You still make wine? When did you make it?"

As soon as he finished asking, Yawei moved out a wooden barrel from the corner of the yard.

Fortunately, the barrel was hidden in a corner, covered by walls and eaves, so it didn't get much rain.

But the surface is still a lot wet, and the aroma of wine and berries lingers around the barrel.

"The berries you picked that day were used to make wine?" he asked.

Yawei nodded with a "hmm" and looked up to the top of his head.

Above the head, the huge jet-black wings were dotted with small drops of water due to being drenched in the rain.

The owner of the wings, Lucifer, was exposed to the rain from head to toe.A black robe was completely wet, sticking to his body uncomfortably.

"Do you want me to help you carry the barrel back to the house?" Seeing Yawei's delay in moving, Lucifer thought he couldn't move the barrel by himself.

In the next second, a burst of elegant floral fragrance rushed over.

The person who was just a step away from him just took a step forward and stood in front of him.

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, and raised his wide sleeves...

Gently, rub it on his dripping chin, the tip of his wet nose, and the tips of his brows with drops of water.

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