temple

The little vampire who started the blood diet also regained his appetite for other foods, and his appetite became very good again. After drinking a large pot of milk, he even took a small piece of barbecue from Hania's plate.

Haniya looked surprised.

This is the first time he has seen Naibao Nier willing to eat meat - in the past, the little guy was willing to eat some spiritual fruits at most.He tentatively inserted another piece of barbecue and fed it to his boy's mouth. Nabel Nier ate it with dignity, so Haniya happily finished feeding the whole plate of barbecue.

Nabil Nier couldn't help but hiccupped a little.

Haniya hugged Zai Zai and rubbed his belly for a while, then went back to the dormitory and stuffed him back under the quilt, "Nair is too thin," he sighed, looking a little worried, "When will you gain weight? "

Napoleon curled himself into a small ball and looked at him innocently.It is impossible to gain weight. If he really let go of eating, the temple probably cannot support him.

Fortunately, he doesn't mind starving for a few years.

His Royal Highness Son worried about Zai Zai's health for a while, then turned his head to discuss with the elder and ask him to give him some work, and he left soon after telling the boy a few words.Nabel Neal sat up slowly, straightened the robe that was crumpled by Hania, and then said softly, "Abel."

There was a moment of silence in the dormitory, and then a cloud of black mist emerged from the shadows in the corner, gathering into a tall figure, and the pervasive dark aura dimmed the candlelight in the dormitory.The visitor has long rose-red hair, a beautiful face, and is wearing a typical hell costume, as beautiful as a rose blooming in sin.

Deceitful Angel, Abel.

"My lord," the beautiful fallen angel has always been confident in his appearance, but in front of Nai Bo Nier, he has no confidence at all, and even looks a little sad, "Do you still remember that there is a hell in the Three Realms that belongs to you?" ?”

Nabel Neil ignored him, and leaned into the brocade quilt lazily—he had to admit that the breath of hell really made him relax a lot.

Without Haniya around, he doesn't look like a delicate cub.Even though the original sin of hell lived temporarily in his immature body, his attitude was still arrogant and unconcerned. He adjusted his sitting posture slowly, and then glanced at Abel, and spat out a single voice miserly, "No."

Abel's face fell.

He felt that this ancestor was the holy son of the human world.The tradition of demons in hell is to prostitute angels. Even if Nabolnier's aesthetics has a little deviation and he doesn't want the son of the bright side, Abel dare not fart.But as a direct subordinate of Nabil Neil, once his master runs away, Satan, who is too lazy to die, will pile all the work on him.

Damn hell no overtime pay yet.

"My lord—please help the child—" Abel complained loudly, "You can't do this, do you know how much work will pile up on my desk if you are not here? I haven't found a bed partner for half a year It's a waste of my beautiful face—"

"This is your own problem." Nabil Neil interrupted his complaint, and looked up and down critically at his subordinates, "As long as you are one-tenth as good-looking as Hania... you won't be mixed up like this."

With Haniya's face, those demons will definitely share his work in order to make him look at themselves more.

Abel shut his mouth aggrievedly.

Naibao Nier's ears were quiet, so he tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed unhurriedly, and asked him casually, "Who told you to come?"

It was impossible to deceive his family. Abel had a difficult choice between being slapped into ashes by Naibonier immediately and doubling his future work, and decided to betray Satan. "Your Majesty said that your bloodline has awakened, let me take you back." The fallen angel replied honestly.

There are spies in each of the three realms, so it is not difficult for Satan to understand the situation of the temple.Before, he knew that Nabilnir was unwilling to eat blood and would lose his ability to hide and return to hell sooner or later, so he didn't worry too much about it; but now that his original sin clearly has the ability and intention to settle in the temple for a long time, Satan has no choice but to intervene.

The expressionless boy knocked on the bed.Abel was about to break out in cold sweat before he heard his unwavering voice, "You can let His Majesty handle the official duties by himself."

Abel: "..."

If he had this ability, he would have been the king of hell long ago. Well, my lord, I beg you to be more realistic.

Abel wanted to say something to save his dignity, which was better than nothing, when he saw his lord raised his hand at him.He was so frightened that he turned into a puff of black smoke, and was shot into the ground in the next second.

Naibonir was sure that he had sent his subordinate back to hell, so he withdrew his hand with peace of mind, and turned his head to look in the direction of the palace gate.

There are a lot of guests today.

There were two soft knocks on the door.Naibonier stared at the door of the palace motionless, and the people outside the door were also silent, as if they were waiting for permission to enter the door.The two stubbornly stalemate for a moment, Nai Bonier lowered his eyes and compromised first, "Please come in."

The bishop opened the door and walked into the Son's bedroom, and then closed the door gracefully.He went straight to the bed and stood still, quietly looking at the boy who was already a little strange.

Naibonir also looked up at him, and after a while, he asked him, "Mehta, does God value Haniya so much?"

The bishop cannot be denied.His mediocre face melted silently, revealing a true face that was not weaker than Nabolnir.With long light brown hair and a pair of soft green eyes, he is as gentle and elegant as the first breeze in spring.

Naibonir recalled Hania's joke and told him that their bishop was so insane—as one of the only four seraphs left in heaven, and the prime minister of the kingdom of heaven opposite to him, Metat How could Long waste all his time in the temple on earth?

"You value him too." Metatron said softly.

Not wanting to argue with him about the obvious, Napoleon turned to another topic, "You put Abel in."

There is an enchantment around the temple for hell creatures, which is airtight. Although it can't stop demons above the king level, it should be more than enough to deal with Abel.

"It's me." This time the Seraphim admitted decisively.

Napoleon looked at him with mint eyes, silently asking for a reasonable explanation.

Metatron looked at him too.

They once descended from the hands of God on the same day, and spent most of their lives together.Nabilnir was not the latest born among the eight of them, but because of a little mistake by God, he maintained the form of a little angel for a long time.Naturally, the Creator God would not personally take care of a creation. During the entire 1000 years at the beginning of the creation, Nabilnir was taken care of by seven of them in turn.He was born different from them, he was always a little indifferent towards others, and rarely expressed himself, as if he was locked in a glass box that no one could reach.The Seraphim didn't know how to help him, so they could only take care of him with all their heart. Even Beryl, who loved to be lazy the most, held him carefully in the palm of his hand, and almost never refused him anything.

It's just...Naibao Nier really didn't ask for anything from them.

Metatron is a fanatic of God, and God is the basis of all his views on the world, and he never tries to understand things that God doesn't like.Nabolnier is the only exception.God was ashamed of him, but he didn't want to admit it, so he didn't like him very much.The Seraphim couldn't evaluate the actions of the gods, and they always accommodated Nabolnir in private, even if he didn't need such mercy.

This was his old companion, the cub they all watched grow up.

Angels are born pure and kind, especially tolerant to their companions, and love their cubs extremely.Metatron is the gentlest big brother among the Seraphs. He looked at Narbonnell, and he couldn't bear to say harsh words to his former companion. He only sighed softly, "Go back to hell."

Neil still stared at him, looking a little stubborn, "I want a reason."

"God is watching Hania." Metatron said softly, "He won't allow it."

The boy hugged the quilt with a cold face, not accepting the reason.

He really looks like the tantrum little angel from before.Metatron grimaced, "You sucked his blood, didn't you?"

Napoleon froze suddenly.

"You don't want to hurt him either." Metatron felt sad and couldn't help softening his tone, "But he is the Son of God, God doesn't allow it, you know."

Nabil Neil stopped talking, he lowered his head slightly, and tightly pinched the quilt with his hands, his fingertips turned white from the force.Metatron looked a little uncomfortable.They all knew that falling to heaven was a last resort, but no matter what, Nabilnir was already a demon.

"When he's dead... I'll go back." The boy with a pale complexion let out a breath, and looked at him as if he knew that Metatron would not agree, and immediately raised his wet eyes to show weakness, "It's only been a few decades. , very short, it will pass as soon as God sleeps."

He looked at Metatron almost imploringly.

Seraph had never seen him show such an expression.Naibao Nier was half a line weaker than them when he was born, and his self-esteem and self-improvement were scary. He was almost the one who trained the most desperately among them. He was stubborn and never bowed to them even when he was a baby.Metatron was stabbed by his helpless gaze, and couldn't help squatting down and looking up at him, "I know you don't have to follow the seven virtues now... Tell me, do you love Hania?"

Metatron doesn't understand love.

There are all good feelings in heaven, except love.In hell, on the other hand, most demons tend to have desires but not loves.Metatron knew that Napoleon could not become like that, but at least he would understand desire in hell.

And the human world...has the most prosperous love and desire in the Three Realms.

He knew that it was difficult for creatures with flesh to escape the web of lust.It is warm spirits, silk wrapped in honey, heart dripping with blood... poppies used as medicine, life-saving and addictive.

Metatron was not surprised that his former companion might fall in love with whom, but not Hania.If Naibonir just likes an ordinary human being, he can take him directly to hell, but he likes Haniya...he can't get anything.

Nabil Neil didn't seem to expect him to ask such a question, his eyes became a little blank, "What?"

"Don't love him," Metatron looked at him with a sincere and admonishing tone, "don't like Hania."

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Abel: The boss is much scarier than Satan, well, he can slap me from heaven to hell!

Mehta: ... the child is too big to be a father [sorrowful]

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Haniya doesn't have much to do today