Return to Heaven [Hebrew Mythology]

Three years later, Metatron gradually went from clenching to relaxing, and finally, giving up.

When Lucifer heard that the little angel was raised by the Archangel for three years, when he returned to the information of the Angel Academy, he couldn't help being amazed at Lucifer's guess.He has been away from the life of heaven for too long, and has already forgotten some things about Metatron. Only Lucifer, who is familiar with Metatron, can guarantee that this wise angel will not hesitate for too long.

No child will be better than the child who inherited his own blood, this is Lucifer's self-confidence.

That was the case with Haniya.

Lucifer compared his heart with his heart, and he could fully guess how high Metatron's expectations were for his offspring.

Sitting in Seraph Archangel's administrative palace, Lucifer didn't need the Messiah to come to him, he knew everything about it one step ahead of the Messiah.Beelzebub stood in front of Lucifer, bowed his head and talked about the past three years in detail, "At the beginning, His Highness Metatron changed his attitude and treated Amos gently, and Amos was also very clingy to His Highness. Until the second year, Amos did not make much progress in his studies, and even if Metatron wanted him to go to the Angel Academy to take classes and come back for tutoring, Amos was unwilling to go."

Lucifer pursed his lips on the seat, there are thousands of little angels in heaven, how many of them can really catch the Seraphim's eyes?After all, Metatron thought too simply before, thinking that adopting a child would satisfy him.

Thinking of the third year, Beelzebub looked slightly relieved, "Your Highness gave Amos a chance for three years, but Amos didn't know how to cherish it, and he was still like a naughty boy. Now that Amos returns to the Angel Academy, he should be able to Assigned to a slightly better angel level."

Lucifer said: "That's the end of the matter of Amos, you tell Meta's cherub servants not to mention it again."

The so-called [Little Highness] ended here.

Beelzebub understood, "Of course, Amos is just an ordinary little angel."

This matter is mostly circulated among the Seraphim, but the companions will not dismantle Metatron's stage. Beelzebub saw the calmness of the situation from Lucifer's eyes, and suddenly had a premonition, "Your Highness, Why did His Royal Highness Metatron suddenly adopt this child? I don’t believe it’s that simple.”

"You can ask Meta again in half a month." Lucifer's chin slightly set, reserved and elegant, "Don't embarrass Meta, Beelzebub, you go back and do your own thing, I will take care of this matter." Pretend not to know."

Beelzebub obeyed His Highness's order to leave, "Yes."

Behind him, a voice pierced into his ears like mist blown away by the wind, "Michael will come out in a month."

Beelzebub's footsteps stopped, realizing that his actions were wrong, and then thinking that it was Lucifer who said those words, he fled from Seraph Archangel's palace as fast as he could on fire.

A few days later, Metatron came to look for Lucifer.

Without him needing to speak, Lucifer put down his official duties and asked the attendants to close the hall door, and he and Metatron went to the back garden to discuss things in detail.The environment with the fragrance of flowers could not make Metatron feel better. He sat in his usual seat, his emerald eyes seemed to contain a touch of soft sunshine, and the most common blond hair of an angel was scattered on his white and elegant robe, which also seemed to be Smudged with a layer of gentle breath.

After getting along with Messiah for a long time, Lucifer admired angels like Metatron more and more. Metatron's character is not pure, but pure faith makes him like a handful of white snow, which cannot tolerate any filth.

Metatron's brows and eyes were a little more melancholy, "Your Highness, I have thought about it, if I want to conceive that child, I will definitely inform my god in advance. If my god does not allow me and Haniya to have offspring, please forgive me for not being able to bear it." agree to this."

Lucifer said frankly: "Then this matter will definitely not succeed."

Metatron was taken aback.

"If you ask in advance, my god will definitely not agree, because you are the one who pays the price." Lucifer did not deceive his companion, and analyzed another result for him, "If you confess after giving birth to this child In this step, my god will only feel sorry for your efforts, and will not blame you for half a sentence. The first and second methods are not deception or concealment, but a choice of balance."

Metatron: "..."

He put his hand on his stomach as if hesitating, thinking about the impact and difference of these two results.

After three years of anticipation and disappointment, Metatron no longer has any hope of adopting a child. The character of the little angel is a problem. The ordinary birth makes the little angel stop at a certain level, and he is no longer able to push forward. up.

Lucifer seemed to understand his thoughts, the corners of his lips curled up, "Don't worry, you and Hania's child cannot be lower than a cherub, my God will not let a Seraphim's child perish in heaven."

This sentence made Metatron make up his mind.

"Okay, Your Highness."

"Meta, cultivate your body first, after three days, we will go to the mortal world."

Lucifer's hidden jokes made Metatron turn his face away in embarrassment, he cultivated his body or something, and asked him to prepare medicine to put his body into a state suitable for conception.

All these agreements and private discussions are unknown to the outside world, even Metatron's adjutant Beelzebub is not aware of the specifics, only that His Highness asked for a day off and went out to play with His Highness Lucifer.Beelzebub was a little envious of the trip of the two Highnesses, but he was oppressed by the dark business affairs, so he could only continue his own business with a sigh, and resentfully counted down the time for Michael to leave the prison. It's a Seraph himself.

Without much fanfare, the two highest angels in heaven and the Holy Son came outside the Holy See, and the only person who knew about it was Haniya.Haniya used the power he had conquered in the past three years to avoid Alai and Uncle Yarman, including other believers who knew nothing about it, thinking that His Royal Highness Haniya wanted to go out to play, and hoped that they would help cover their whereabouts.

Haniya went out in the morning and didn't come back until the afternoon. When she returned to the Holy See, her face was much paler.

He lost a lot of blood.

But there was a feeble excitement on his face, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

His father's magic made him witness a miracle. It turns out that the creation field is not only something that God can do, but even his father can do it!His Royal Highness Metatron and His Royal Highness Lucifer were both there. After he had put his heart and soul into it, he saw with his own eyes that part of himself entered His Highness Metatron's body through the magic circle. Suddenly, he and May His Highness Tatron had a strange connection.

The gentle Archangel was covered in sweat, his brows were loosened, his emerald green eyes were quietly watching him, and the initial strangeness disappeared.Haniya knew that from now on he would have a descendant with His Royal Highness Metatron, which perhaps no one else would know.

Ending the memories of the morning, Haniya turned around on her way to the dormitory, and ran to the place where the Holy See has the richest collection of books.

He wants to give the baby a name!

This name will not be what his mother gave him, he wants to give his child the best name in the world!

Haniya doing this is like Lucifer who got the good news back then, for short, the stupid dad syndrome appeared.Even Haniya found a book with his father's handwriting in the library, and couldn't help laughing.

His father loves him so much, and he will love his future children like his own father.

Not long after, the senior officials of the Holy See silently discovered something. His Royal Highness, the little Holy Son, had been overly energetic in seeking knowledge for several days in succession.Yarman himself is an ignorant type, but he hoped that Hania would be as well-read as the Messiah, and with a big wave of his hand, he prevented other believers from visiting Hania.

Alai sensed something was wrong, avoided Arman's obstruction, stepped on the wooden floor and walked into the storage room full of book smells.

This storage room, which has gradually expanded over time, has been called a mortal library. You can vaguely see many picture books that Messiah collected for children's education.Alai looked at it with nostalgia. Although the Messiah is gone, the things he left behind have been treasured by the Holy See. Believers who are familiar with the Messiah will be moved by this warmth.

The only thing that makes believers resent is that the little saint's mother is unknown, and he bears the titles of "adopted son" and "illegitimate son" for no reason.Alai is still a bit confused now, he can't tell whether Hania is the son of Messiah or Lucifer.

I have to say that the longer Haniya is, the better.

"Haniya, what book are you reading?" Alai tiptoed across the messy floor, and saw Hania sitting in a corner of a pile of books, with blond hair like the brightest light in the room.

"My father drew it for me..."

Haniya raised her head, stroked the picture album with her hand, tears glistened in her dark blue eyes.

Alai's heart softened, thinking that he was immersed in the past.

But Haniya pursed her mouth and said, "Why did my father draw such content!" He turned the album to Alai, and on it was a blond child in women's clothing learning to walk on the carpet, accidentally fell to the ground, and gnawed. to the wool on the blanket.

Alai suppressed a smile: "..."

Messiah's bad taste is always displayed regardless of age.

Haniya is leaning against the wall of books, with his right leg propped up, holding several picture albums in both hands. In this bright storage room, he looks like a beauty in a painting, and the smile on his face is so beautiful, just like the mundane world. The angel, reveals the breath of happiness.

With more childhood picture albums to share, Alai also laughed out loud, and the elf's beautiful voice echoed in the room.He has watched Hania grow up to this day, and the children in the album seem to be still yesterday.

Haniya, you have a great time.

In this way, I will live up to the Messiah's request.