Return to Heaven [Hebrew Mythology]

When Metatron came down to see Nair again, Haniya felt that his expression was a bit strange.

I can't say it's weird.

Haniya glanced at the child who was taking a nap on her lap, and it was inconvenient to move Nair away now.Knowing his hesitation, Metatron released a sound-proof enchantment and did not disturb the child's rest, "Haniya, I have checked it out, there is no problem with Nair's growth, it is a normal delay, this is his Inheriting your lineage caused—"

Metatron's expression tried to be gentle.

He didn't want to think about how His Royal Highness Lucifer went whoring the devil!

Metatron remembers what happened in heaven, and he still has all kinds of tastes in his heart. If he knew that Haniya contained dark blood, he would never agree to Lucifer, so as to give birth to a child of mixed race, Nabilnir.

Up to now, Nabel Neil is his darling, and Metatron has no room for repentance at all, so he can only cover up this matter to prevent Haniya's life experience from being exposed, and Nabor Neil is also implicated.Metatron's good temper was also somewhat angry, Lucifer and Messiah jointly concealed this matter, obviously knowing that he would not accept the blood of the devil.

Haniya felt a trace of curiosity, and asked, "My bloodline?"

"It has something to do with the [mother] who gave birth to you."

Metatron has already given up hope whether the demon is male or female. Looking at Lucifer's stunned appearance by the Messiah, it is estimated that half of them may be male, "Your bloodline is a typical longevity species, It’s just that you have suppressed this power very low, and Nair has brought out the characteristics of blood, so the growth rate is getting slower and slower. Like a normal little angel, it may take thousands of years to reach adulthood. You have to do it Prepare to raise Nair for a long time..."

After Metatron finished speaking, he stared at Haniya's surprised face and said, "If you don't want to take care of him for so long, I don't mind taking Nair back to heaven."

"No, you misunderstood! I am not unwilling!" Haniya hurriedly won the custody of her son.

On his thigh, Nabil Neil moved slightly while holding Haniya's waist, curled up into a ball, so cute.Haniya was softened by the child's behavior, and then expressed her own difficulties, "My hesitation is not that I don't want to take care of him, but that I am afraid that I will not live to that day. 1000 years is too long for me. .”

Metatron said in surprise: "How could you not survive?"

Hania whispered: "My father only lived for less than fifty years. Even if I have special blood, I cannot live to 1000 years under the erosion of the power of faith."

In order to let Metatron understand the real situation, Hania showed the light of faith accumulated in her body over the years, and she was not dissatisfied with talking about her own death, "Metatron, I am not far from the critical point of physical collapse." Far."

The vast belief immediately made the skin reveal a golden light.

This is especially true for Haniya's already blond hair. The light of faith makes the gold of the hair more pure, and the color without impurities and shadows is extremely dazzling, just like the sun with long hair turning into a waterfall.His fingers opened towards Metatron, the delicately manicured nails lost their blood color, and under the semi-permeable skin were crystal-like bone fingers, each of which was crystal clear, as beautiful as a work of art.

"It was my father's experience—"

"I'm very happy that I've come this far and have reconciled my faith with my body."

"Metatron, even if I'm not here in the future, please don't take Nair away. The Holy See needs him, and the mortal faith needs him. I will allow Nair to achieve greater growth within a limited time until he meets the requirements. With the identity of the Little Son, I can leave with peace of mind."

"Please, leave this child to me."

The little holy son of the Holy Court of Light bent down, and performed a request to Metatron with his immobile body.

Metatron looked at the light of faith on him in shock. Not to mention that it is rare in heaven, he himself could not gather so much faith. It was like gathering the power of faith in the mortal world to Hani. Ya alone!

Gathering the beliefs of thousands of living beings, and pushing an ordinary person to the clouds!

Besides, Hania is not an ordinary person!

With such an achievement, if Haniya does not become a Seraph, it can only be said that his blood has impeded him.Metatron's slight aversion to Hania gradually disappeared, and Haniya was able to bow to him in consideration of the overall situation, so why would he refuse the request of a little holy son who sincerely gave his life for his faith and inheritance.

Haniya was not guilty, but his blood, which he believed could be purified by God.

After being silent for a long time, Metatron agreed to Hania.

This promise finalized the future life course of Naboniel. He will bid farewell to heaven, leave his first life in the mortal world, and wait until his second life to enter heaven.Just like his father, his grandfather, has become a tradition handed down from generation to generation.

200 years later, Naibao Nier barely grew up to the size of a ten-year-old child, but his mind was not inferior to that of an adult.

Even so, Nathaniel still had heartbreak.

Today, after Haniya tried to delegate power to him, Nabolnir walked out of the main hall and wiped his wet eyes with his sleeve.With red eyes, he walked up to the main angel stationed in the Holy See, skillfully handed the letter to the other party, and said, "Ah Sang, send this letter to Grandpa Messiah for me, and tell him... tell him about my father, Hani Ya... he is dying, let grandpa express it..."

At the end of the words, Nai Bo Nier held back his sobs, and his voice returned to a kind of immature calm.

The main angel, Asang, turned pale with fright, and rushed to heaven after receiving the letter. He couldn't believe that if he was a step late, His Highness Haniya would not be able to see His Highness the Messiah!

Watching Ah Sang's departure, Naibao Nier clenched his fists tightly, and there seemed to be explosive power hidden in his small body.He knew that his grandfather could not save his father, because his father longed to go to heaven and become an angel to reunite with his grandfather, but he also knew that his father suppressed this desire for him, and it took 200 years for him to be free.

Nathaniel wanted his father to live, but he didn't dare to speak out.

He was afraid that his weakness would make his father suffer even more, and make heaven's grandpa even more difficult!

Unable to think of any solution, Napoleon walked to the corner of the garden where he often stayed alone.The shade of the trees and the bushes blocked his figure, and Napoleon sat down hugging his knees, his white robe rubbed against the grass, he buried his face in his lap, so as not to expose his tearful face to the eyes of the Holy See. believers.

Sister Beria said that you can't cry, no matter how painful it is, you can't cry, crying is a coward...

But Nell couldn't help it.

After Hania lay unconscious on the bed, countless responsibilities came to her face, and Nabilnir almost suffocated in crying, unable to imagine that she lost her protection and would face the visits of countless believers and creatures of other races.

"What are you crying for?"

It was as if the crisp voice of an oriole resounded, making Nai Baonier tremble all over in shock.He raised his head in embarrassment from crying, his eyelids were slightly swollen, and saw a girl protruding from the top of the wall in the corner of the garden, holding the flower vines on the wall with her fingers, and sat on the wall with a light kick, like a little princess who suddenly appeared in the garden , so exquisite that no other adjectives can be said.

Tears blurred his vision, and Naibao Nier murmured: "Sister Beria..."

The little princess pursed her lips, and her white and tender feet dangled in the air, swaying the curve of her skirt, "I'm not Belial, and I'm not your sister, you obviously look older than me."

The teardrops in Naibao Nier's eyes dripped, and a water mark slid on his cheek.The world in his eyes became clear, and Jin Tong saw the essence, and the other party was not the sister Beria he knew when he was a child.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Naibao Nier looked up at him, and saw clearly the appearance of the little princess.Although it is equally outstanding, but it lacks the proud expression of standing in front of him, even playing a simple game, as if I will definitely crush you.

"I'm Amora." The little princess raised her head, as if feeling confident about her identity.

"Amora...is that the one from the elves?" Napoleon tried to guess an answer with his brain spinning.

Atredis protects his daughter as an eyeball, and even the name has not been handed down. When Napoleon saw the pointy ears of this little princess, he immediately thought of the image of her and Atredis in his heart. Correspondingly, it really is exactly the same stinky fart.Amora was the first to ask in confusion before Nabel Neil asked her why she appeared here, "Why are you crying?"

Neil Nier pursed his mouth, being poked at something sad, "I don't want to cry either, but I'm feeling bad."

Amora looked a little confused, "Father told me that tears are the worst thing in the world. If you shed them, you will not value yourself, and you will be hated by the tree of life, so I never shed tears."

"Don't cry, the tree of life will hate you!" Amora seldom talked to children of the same age, her articulate words were not very sharp, but her expression was sincere.When she spoke, her movements were a little wider, and her green skirt seemed to be blown by the wind, pure and beautiful.Then, obeying her heart, she jumped down from the wall, trying to get close to the crying little blond brother, "Get out of the way, I'm jumping off!"

Under the skirt, a round buttocks were exposed.

Napoleon was dumbfounded.

Ahhh, why doesn't Atredis wear pants for his daughter!

"Oops!" Amoramo didn't maintain his light posture for a moment, and when he jumped down, he didn't see the ground clearly. He tripped over a stone in the grass in an instant, and fell a piece of shit.

"Wow--" With grass clippings on her head, the little princess fell down on the grass and cried loudly.

There was a row of black lines on Nai Bo Nier's forehead, did you agree not to cry?You have never been wronged at all!