Who made you not earnestly create the world!

After all, it is only a dormitory of the college, the room of the blond boy is not big, there is no extra space if there is a bed, a wardrobe and a set of desks and chairs, there is not even a cabinet for display, and there are scattered piles of various items on the floor and on the table. There are books and books, and the quilt on the bed is even unfolded and placed in a mess.

Thinking of the supreme and most honorable father god in his family living in such a simple and messy room, Raphael almost fainted, and immediately rolled up his sleeves like crazy and pulled up Michael and took all the things he bought today. Change something.

Michael glared at Mammon while laying out new sheets: "Is this how you serve God the Father?! You can't even clean your room!"

Mammon sneered and turned her head away.

"It's not that I haven't asked him to tidy up." The blond boy remained expressionless, "I stopped counting on him after he destroyed seven books, six sheets, five quilts, and four pillows."

The two archangels were silent, Mammon's ears turned red.

Seeing the two archangels skillfully laying the sheets, changing the quilt covers, wiping the furniture and putting on ornaments, the blond boy said slowly: "It seems that you have learned a lot in the mortal world."

The two archangels were taken aback for a moment, and Raphael quickly responded with a gentle smile: "I was not used to it at first, but I gradually learned everything, and these are just trivial things."

"You didn't even spread your own quilts in the heavens." The blond boy remembered something, and said with a slight smile, "Beelzebub is very proficient in these things. Beelzebub has often pulled Metatron out of bed. Get up and work, and finally make the bed and room for Metatron."

Raphael was taken aback, pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Beelzebub really took care of Mehta." Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes.

Michael's eyes dimmed.

The blond boy paused for a moment, then remembered that when the fallen angels attacked the heavens, Beelzebub stabbed Metatron with his sword in order to force the archangels, and when Beelzebub fell into the sky...

How joyful and carefree it was at the beginning, how ironic and painful it was after everything was shattered.

Hearing the past of the previous generation, Mamen's ears moved, and asked with great interest: "Metatron? The prime minister of the kingdom of heaven?"

"Why are you asking, what's your business?" The blond boy remained expressionless, "Why are you idle here, why don't you give Rafael a hand?"

Mammon choked for a moment, Michael sneered immediately, Mammon glared at him angrily, Michael raised his chin and said, "You have the ability to bite me", Mammon was so angry that he was about to rush over The frame was immediately grabbed by the blond boy and thrown to Raphael by the collar.

"If you continue to make trouble, get the hell out of here." The blond boy's tone became cold, Michael and Mammon immediately stopped, what should they do if they are quiet.

Seeing that Michael and Mammon were fighting with their eyes, Raphael watched the show secretly and joyfully. The blond boy sighed, and he had a certain understanding of how much chaos could be caused by putting angels and demons together.

After a while, the whole room is completely new.

The plain bed was transformed into a gorgeous white bed cover with golden edges by the pillows, exquisite and expensive spar lamps were installed on the wall, soft and warm long-haired carpet was laid on the floor, and beautiful curtains were put on.

Raphael was still a little regretful and dissatisfied. He knew that he had bought the bed, tables, chairs and cabinets together. These simple furniture and bleak walls were an eyesore.

Michael opened the closet, and it was filled with brand new clothes that he just bought today. He smiled at the blond boy, "What kind of clothes does Father God like? If you don't like these, we will buy them again."

The blond boy responded, noncommittal.

Raphael looked around the room, and couldn't help but said to Father God: "Why don't you move out to live here, Father God...it doesn't suit your identity."

"We'll talk about it after this semester." After finishing speaking, the blond boy sat down on the side of the bed and said calmly, "Come and sit down."

Mammon sat lazily on the carpet beside the bed. The two archangels looked at each other and sat on the carpet.

"Next, what are your plans?"

Intend?

The three creations were taken aback, and Raphael smiled: "Naturally, I will serve you."

Michael said simply: "I will follow you wherever you are."

Mamen rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "I'm the one you summoned, you won't leave me alone, will you?"

The blond boy was not surprised, and pondered for a while: "Michael, you are now the head of the Templar Knights. This status is a bit troublesome."

"I will apply to the Holy See to quit tomorrow." Michael said nervously and quickly, for fear of being driven away.

"Do you think the Holy See is a toilet, you can go in after taking off your pants, and you can leave when you lift them up?" the blond boy said with a blank expression.

The three creations were immediately frightened by the vulgar metaphor of the blond boy, and all looked at the blond boy with their mouths wide open.

"I'll give you a month to clear things up." The blond boy looked at Michael with a cold expression as if he didn't see the three creations' gaffes, "I will stay on the academy island until the last day of this semester. Waiting for you here. As soon as this semester is over, I will leave the academy island, and you can decide if I can catch up with you."

Michael turned over and knelt on the ground on one knee, and replied seriously: "Yes!"

"Raphael."

"Yes." Raphael also knelt on one knee and answered with his head slightly lowered.

"Go learn how to cook."

"It's...what?" Raphael thought he heard it wrong, and raised his head in shock, "...cooking?"

The blond boy remained expressionless: "What? Not happy?"

"No, Raphael is very happy." Raphael coughed lightly, and replied seriously, with a smile in his eyes.As wise as he is, although he felt incredible, he probably guessed the reason for this order.

"Mammon."

"Yes." Mammon also knelt on the ground side by side with the two archangels, looking at the blond boy with bright eyes, full of expectation.

The blond boy pondered, Mammon seemed like a child who couldn't do anything at all, so he asked, "What will you do?"

Mammon: "..."

Seeing Michael's bright mocking eyes and Raphael's "suddenly enlightened" expression, Mammon became sad and angry, "I am the devil! The devil! Do you think there is anything in this world that I can't do?" !"

The blond boy had no expression on his face: "Can you clean up the house, do the laundry, and make the bed?"

Mammon: "..."

"Then can you cook?"

Mammon: "..."

"What about serving tea and water, and daily service?"

Mammon: "..."

"What do I need you for?" The blond boy remained expressionless.

Michael snickered, Raphael lowered his head and shoulders and shrugged slightly, Mammon was dumbfounded.

He is the devil!It's not a handyman, how could this happen? !

——But your father God only needs a handyman.

The Noah competition is over, No.1 is Ethan, No.2 is a student of Onassis School of Magic and Martial Arts, and No.3 is Lance Villaher.It can be said that the top [-] were all occupied by students from the four colleges of Academy Island, and students from the Rockefeller School of Magic and Martial Arts accounted for one-third of the top [-].

On the second night after the Noah Contest, the Rockefeller Academy of Magic and Martial Arts will hold a celebration banquet. Anyone with an invitation letter can participate, even people from other schools.

When Asa appeared at the banquet in a splendid attire and Jager, the whole banquet suddenly fell silent, and then countless students who were obviously nobles surrounded him.

At this time, Asa lost his usual carefree attitude. He smiled coldly and dealt with those nobles without any timidity.

As a personal bodyguard, Jager followed closely beside Asa, ignoring the conversations of the nobles around him, with a cold face that completely lost his usual simple and honest appearance.

The blond boy hid in a corner of the banquet and looked at the situation over there and curled his lips. You must know that before yesterday, Asa and Jacob wandered around the campus without anyone paying a second glance. Last night, after attending what Ethan said After the "small banquet", Asa was surrounded by people all the time, and most of them were nobles from the Alman Empire.

Looking at other places, Michael, Claude, and Mitchell, who attended the banquet as the head of the Templar Knights, have long been surrounded by countless people in power. Raphael, who is an eighteenth-level wind magician, was surrounded by A group of magicians can't get away, and even Heyman is having a good time chatting with his classmates. He was selected as the representative of the first-year students of the Magic Court.

"School Fidel?"

The blond boy turned his head slightly, thought for a moment who this was, and then nodded slightly: "Senior Heraman, good evening."

With a wine glass in his hand, Moore approached the blond boy and asked in a low voice, "Do you have anything to say about that painting?"

"It's just a painting." The blond boy raised a smileless arc, and said indifferently, "What do you think I want to say?"

Moore didn't seem to be surprised by the blond boy's words. He stood side by side with the blond boy, watching the lively and peaceful scene at the banquet: "The tutor accepted me as a student when I was ten years old, and I have been his student ever since I became his student." I've seen him draw all the time, either a man with silver hair or the man I showed you. I've never seen him draw anything else, just those two men, whenever there is He paints whenever he is free, and his paintings are filled with room after room, even when he is away from home, he will draw the two men with a quill, but he never puts the two men in the same painting."

The blond boy frowned slightly.

"After this semester is over, please come to Barnett City to play if you can." Moore turned his head to look at the blond boy with a sincere expression, "That is a city that belongs to pharmacists, and it is also the city where I live. I hope you will You don't mind visiting my house."

The blond boy's eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, the blond boy agreed so easily. Moore paused, and then left with an excuse after a few more polite words—his purpose was just to lure people to Barnett City. With a cold face, he is also very busy as the champion of pharmacy in the Noah competition.

Barnett City and the Apothecary...

The blond boy tilted his head slightly and chuckled.

Unexpectedly, before the end of this semester, the holiday travel itinerary has already been set.

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College Island is a novice village, and it is also the main plot, but a new plot point will be opened in two chapters. Girls are excited~~