Return to Heaven [Hebrew Mythology]

"Have you tried with an angel?" Beelzebub looked at him suspiciously.

Michael shook his head immediately, "Where did you think, I was experimenting on myself, how dare I go to other angels, I can't take responsibility for what happened."

Beelzebub's eyes were glued to the bottle of potion, and he said hesitantly, "Is the effect good?"

Michael immediately assured: "It's very good, I can have a good night's sleep."

Beelzebub quickly snatched a bottle, "I want to try." Similarly, he opened the storage space, and solemnly handed a bottle of antidote made by Metatron himself to Michael, "Michael Caleb, I'm really worried about your medicine, and you gave me the antidote when you found out that I didn't wake up."

"I'm not that bad." Michael's face instantly languished from the excitement of developing the drug.Beelzebub sneered: "I'll decide whether I can hand it over after I've used it up. Otherwise, you can't hand it over to Gabriel if you pour it into the pool for me. Ordinary angels can't stand your scourge."

Beelzebub stayed in Michael's palace, and after drinking the potion, he rested at his place, lay down on the bed, and slept with his eyes closed.Michael was recording his sleep response with a pen and paper in his hand, not daring to miss such a good test.After recording the time of falling asleep, the appearance of sleeping, and the sleeping position, Michael became concerned about Beelzebub's situation.

He was breathing steadily, and there seemed to be a smile in a dream on his face, and he felt that he had slept happily.

Michael saw his expression clearly, and couldn't help showing a sunny smile.

It is indeed a good thing to be able to help your companions. Presumably Beelzebub has not had a good rest during this period, so he can't wait to try the sleep-promoting effect of the drug.The environment in heaven seems relaxed, but they stand at the highest level of angels, bearing the admiration and awe of other angels, and the invisible things bear on them, making them unable to be willful and lazy.The last time he was imprisoned, even he was a bit decadent, let alone Beelzebub who also cared about glory.

"I wish you a sweet dream." Michael pulled up his quilt, turned off the lights, and quietly walked to the recliner beside him to rest.

Michael thought that there would be absolutely no problem with his medicine, so he dozed off unavoidably, coupled with the smell of research medicine on his body, those medicines had a strong sleep aid effect, and he fell asleep directly in the morning Wake up automatically.

However, Beelzebub on the bed was still sleeping.

At first Michael thought it was because he was sleeping too soundly, and when he took a closer look, Beelzebub's face was flushed, and he called out cautiously: "Beelzebub, Beelzebub?" Beelzebub opened his eyes slowly. His eyes were closed, his pupils were misty, as if he was still immersed in a dream, he showed an illusory but very happy smile, "Your Highness—" Once again, he mistook Michael for Lucifer.

With a bitter face, Michael opened the antidote he carried with him, and pointed the mouth of the bottle to Beelzebub's lips, "You don't look right, you'd better take a sip to ease the effect of the medicine.

As soon as the cold liquid was poured into his mouth, Beelzebub, who was lying on the bed, turned his face and avoided it.

Most of the bottle of precious antidote flowed out, wet Beelzebub's skirt and hair, Michael hurriedly returned the remaining bit.While he was in a hurry to apply the potion, Beelzebub stretched out his arms and hugged Michael, "Ah, it's Michael..." Finally, Beelzebub recognized who the other party was, but Beelzebub was in a mental state. He murmured abnormally: "Your medicine is so strange, I feel very happy, I don't have any troubles anymore, thank you..."

Michael heaved a sigh of relief, "Just be happy, I'll help you get up and drink your medicine." If you say it's okay, who will believe it?

Beelzebub was supported by him and sat up, his body was tilted, and he fell on Michael's chest.Laughing low as if he had thought of something, Beelzebub rubbed his cheeks against the strong muscles on his body, and his mental state was weird to some extreme.

Michael's hairs stood on end.

"By the way, I'm in a good mood today. Don't you want to know how it feels when you enter?" Beelzebub said casually, even with a soft and charming smile, and put his fingers on Michael's wrist , took the opponent's stiff hand, and touched his thigh.Pressing the finger, the private part is slightly concave for half a finger, which is very clear on the white robe.

Michael died with a bang in his brain.

Through the sleeping robe, fingers entered the body, which was the purest forbidden place of Beelzebub.

Michael hurriedly pulled out his hand, and wrapped the quilt around the crazy Beelzebub, and he forcefully poured the remaining medicine in the antidote into Beelzebub's mouth, "Wake up! My God! , What kind of medicine did Gabriel provide me! Last time I just took a nap and it was fine."

Beelzebub was choking on the cold liquid, struggling to say: "I, I have nothing to do...Michael...let me go!"

after an hour.

Beelzebub, who was sober, curled up on the bed with the quilt covering his head.

Michael knelt beside the bed, begging the little ancestor with a bruised nose and swollen face, "I beg you, go to work with Metatron, it's useless to stay here, Metatron will come to find you!"

Beelzebub under the quilt screamed and tore off the quilt covering his face, "Bastard, who said that this medicine is okay!"

Michael said pitifully: "My medicine...you just have to trust it."

Beelzebub's face turned from pale to livid, and then from pitch black to bursting red, his body trembling with anger.He couldn't believe that he would lose his mind, he pulled Michael's hand to touch himself, and enjoyed it, this was simply the scariest thing he had ever experienced in his life!

Under their friction, today the adjutants of Archangel Seraphim and Archangel Wisdom were collectively absent.

Lucifer made a note of Michael's daring to be absent from work and deducted all his salary for this month, while Metatron didn't wait until Beelzebub showed up, and put down his official duties to look for him worriedly.In Beelzebub's palace, Metatron learned from his attendants that his adjutant hadn't come back for several days, and suddenly felt bad.

"Where did he go?"

"His Highness Beelzebub said that he is going to stay with His Highness Michael for a few days."

The voice of the cherub attendant became lower and lower, because the gentle cherub in front of him was shrouded in a layer of cold aura.Knowing where Beelzebub was, Metatron didn't go directly to him, but turned around and went to Seraph Archangel's palace.

Seeing him, Lucifer said clearly: "There's no need to look for it, Michael didn't come either."

Metatron's face turned pale, and he knelt down in front of Lucifer on one knee, "Your Highness, please go to Michael's place with me." This was Metatron's strongest request ever. .

When the two archangels arrived at Michael's palace, Michael had already put away the tools of the crime. If he died himself, he couldn't make Gabriel die with him, otherwise Gabriel would definitely kill him.Beelzebub also got rid of the grief and anger with red eyes. Not long after he got off the bed, he saw Michael making the bed in a hurry, for fear that the messy sheets would misunderstand the other angels.

"Morning, Your Highness."

Michael stood in front of his boss respectfully.

The first time Lucifer saw Michael, he knew that he was hiding something, and when he looked at Beelzebub who was trying to calm down, he could vaguely see the blush on Beelzebub's face.

With raised eyebrows, Lucifer said to Metatron: "You worry too much, the two of them are fine."

Metatron was still a little skeptical, staring fixedly at Michael who lowered his head.Beelzebub knew that Michael alone could not hide it, so he gritted his teeth, walked up to Metatron, and whispered, "Your Highness Metatron, I overslept today, and it's none of Michael's business. He stayed here to wake me up."

Metatron looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Beelzebub, I smell the antidote."

For a moment, Michael's body trembled.

Beelzebub looked embarrassed, and was angry that Michael deserved it, so he said the matter half-covered: "Michael's hands are itchy, let me accompany him to refine medicine, and I will stay in his room to help him." In the palace, because of taking the potion for the experiment, and Michael were late."

Metatron focused on the key point, "What kind of medicine."

Beelzebub looked at Michael silently, and Michael took out a bottle of semi-finished sleeping aid with a tacit understanding.

Metatron opened the box and smelled the medicine, and confirmed that it has the effect of prolonging sleep time, and judging from the smell of the medicine, it is indeed the latest refined thing.After figuring out why they were late, Metatron said helplessly: "Michael, it seems that you don't take my punishment seriously. It's only a ten-year ban, which makes it so hard for you? Forget it, you obviously made a wrong dose of pollen in this medicine."

Beelzebub's complexion was distorted. After supervising Michael for a long time, he was able to study another wrong step!

Might as well do it himself!

Feeling ashamed for the adjutant, Lucifer coughed lightly, "Since you've seen Beelzebub, you can take him away, I'm going to be busy here too." Looking past Michael, who was pretending to be dead, he said to Metatron and Beelzebub nodded and left this place first.

Michael was so grateful to His Royal Highness Lucifer, this time, even punishment was avoided!

Archangel Seraph disappeared into this palace with his aides, and Beelzebub faced Metatron awkwardly, just as Lucifer understood Michael, why didn't Metatron understand Beelzebub, "You How far do you want to talk for Michael, what did he do to you?" Throwing a few magic checks Beelzebub, Beelzebub warmed up, and was horrified to find that the boss also lost a chastity checker!

"His Royal Highness Metatron, you are too nervous!"

Beelzebub wanted to hug his head and cry.

Not finding any abnormality of magic reminder, Metatron let out a long breath.