Who made you not earnestly create the world!

There was silence in the prison.

Michael suddenly remembered that back then, when Lucifer was still Lucifer, he was just the deputy of Seraph who was pampered by all the archangels.

At that time, he was often thrown into the Heavenly Kingdom Prison by Lucifer or Samuel for confinement because of getting into trouble. The confinement room in the Heavenly Kingdom Prison was also the same as here, silent, without any strength in his body, weak and powerless.

...No, not at all, not at all.

Even if the confinement room in the Heaven Prison is dark and quiet, it will never be as cold and disgusting as it is here. He has been imprisoned for 100 years and only felt bored and lonely for a while.But now, it was only three years, but it was so long that he felt that he was old.

Michael twitched the corners of his mouth, saying how long has it been since he visited the Heavenly Kingdom Prison?

It seems to be since Samuel fell to heaven.

In other words, even if he was locked up in the confinement room for causing trouble in the future, he would never see the archangel who would come over from time to time to chat and bicker with him to pass the time no matter how busy he was.

He still remembered that Metadron smiled sadly and sternly at Lucifer when he led the heavenly rebels to the heavenly realm: "You are the vice-king of the heavenly kingdom! Only you in the entire heavenly realm are qualified to fight against Lucifer." You said you don't want to, do you think we are willing to meet our former companions on the battlefield?! Do you think you are the only one who wants Lucifer back?!"

At that time, he was frightened by the appearance of Metatron, but after the end of the first era, he gradually calmed down, and slowly realized some things, some, Messiah, Metatron and the others had long guessed thing.

Samael did not fall to heaven because he was dissatisfied with the oracle and violated the oracle to lure Eve to sin;

Lucifer didn't fall into heaven because he didn't want to go back to heaven or believe in God the Father;

One-third of the angels in the heaven do not intend to betray the heaven, but to be enemies with their former companions;

But -

Father God, if you want them to leave the heaven, if you want them...you must fall to heaven, and you must become enemies with their former companions.

...that's all.

That's all.

So simple and cruel.

Michael stared blankly at the front and smiled wryly.

What to do, I suddenly want to see the Father God, like before, lying on the Father God's lap, surrounded by the cold and pure breath, and then being gently stroked by the Father God.

Such peace of mind and joy.

"Michael."

Such a familiar voice, why is it so similar to the voice of Father God when he transformed into a human?Alas, do you think Father God has come up with auditory hallucinations?

"Michael."

Well, the person outside the prison also looks like God the Father transformed into a human being, but it's a little bigger than it was three years ago... Did he not only have auditory hallucinations, but also hallucinations?

The blond boy yelled twice. Seeing that Michael was still looking at him stupidly without blinking, he raised his feet and walked directly through the cell door, walked up to Michael and raised his hand. Michael's head twitched.

"Father, Father God?!" Michael looked at the blond boy in front of him while covering his painful head, feeling dumbfounded.

Is this real, not an illusion? !

The blond boy frowned, displeased: "Have you been locked up?"

Really God the Father!

Michael was ecstatic. As soon as Gulu got up on his knees, he was about to throw himself into the arms of the blond boy when he heard the blond boy say:

"I'm disappointed in you."

Michael froze, his eyes widened and he looked at the blond boy helplessly and in panic: "Father God?"

The blond boy looked indifferently at the red-haired youth whose eyes were always clear and pure: "I have not created many creations alone, but each one is excellent and powerful enough to surpass almost all creatures. But I did not expect that when I created the world After spending a lot of thought (The Book of Creation: Nima’s, it’s obviously labor and capital who put in the effort to create them!) The created creations will be so naive, stupid, and so useless.”

When I created the world, the creations I created with my own hands were played like this by humans who have only lived for a few decades. What is my face when it is spread!

Michael lowered his head, his body was trembling, his eyes were dim, his face was pale, he bit his lips tightly and tried his best not to let the tears fall.

"It has been hundreds of millions of years since the creation of the world, and you have enjoyed the glory of the Archangel for tens of millions of years, and even became the vice king of the kingdom of heaven, but now you are imprisoned by humans..." the blond boy said slowly, his expression turning cold , "Even if you don't feel ashamed, I don't need a useless creature and vice-king of heaven who only knows how to escape forever."

One drop, two drops, three drops, one drop after another, the transparent and crystal clear water droplets wet the prison floor.

Except for the sound of water droplets hitting the ground, there was no sound at all.

Looking at Michael who lowered his head and tried to hold back his sobs, the blond boy felt that the fire was almost over. If he continued to reprimand Michael, he would have to wipe his neck to make atonement.

But he still didn't go to comfort Michael, he just said lightly: "Tomorrow, I will bring Raphael and the others to the Holy See, if you can't imprison the popes and bishops who have drawn your holy power in the Holy See tomorrow In the hall—”

"Then you will live in the mortal world forever."

Cut off all wings and exile to the world.

The heaviest punishment in the heavens.

After finishing speaking, the blond boy gave Michael a faint look, and disappeared without saying anything.

After a long time, Michael, who had been motionless like a rock, slowly stretched out his hand, trembling, stroking the place where the blond boy had stood before, the tears on his face had already dried up.

His fiery red eyes were empty and lifeless, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he murmured softly:

"...Yes, Father God."

When the blond boy returned to the guest room of the Alman Empire palace, Claude had already been waiting in the guest room where Raphael temporarily stayed in the palace and the creations, but...

The blond boy looked at Leviathan who was responsible for bringing Claude here with a blank expression: "What's the matter with him?"

Leviathan glanced at the nervous Mitchell, lowered his head and said guiltily to his fingers: "Well, when I brought that paladin named Claude out, I bumped into this guy. I was chased by a lot of knights and priests from the Holy See, and I brought him along in a hurry, thinking that this guy would know a little bit anyway..."

The blond boy looked at Leviathan blankly, speechless for a long time.

... There are too many slots, I don't know where to start.

Raphael didn't care about this, and only asked the blond boy nervously: "Father, have you seen Michael? Is he okay?"

The blond boy frowned, and said coldly, "It's fine if you're not dead."

"..." Seeing the cold face of his father, Raphael became even more worried.

Looking at the nest of creations in the room, the blond boy said, "Except for you two, there are Angus and Alves, everyone else should go out."

The creatures looked at each other, pointing out that Claude and Mitchell, who were left behind, were even more disturbed. Dang still didn't ask anything, and followed the order to go, and to stay.

The blond boy, Angus, Alves, Claude, and Mitchell stood in the room.

Mitchell swallowed, his legs were a little weak when he met the indifferent snow-blue eyes of the blond boy, and considered whether to kneel down and salute.

Ever since he was greatly frightened at the banquet, he was full of surprises, but no matter how much he pressed Claude, Claude couldn't open his mouth, which made Mitchell insomnia all night and every day. Unconcious.

Everssay's true identity, and the "My God" Master Randall yelled at Fidel, could make him break out in a cold sweat if he thought about it carefully.

Then, two days ago, when he pressed Claude again for no reason, he was swept away in front of the blond boy and the group of guys who were probably not human, and he knew the situation of Iversailles and the dark side of the Holy See, and then he and Claude sent back to the temporary residence of the Holy See together.

So Mitchell not only suffered from insomnia, he began to lose hair in handfuls.

——Stress and thinking too much.

This cannot be blamed on him. Anyone who has been in the Holy See has heard the name Michael, let alone him as a bishop. He is not very clear about what the name Michael represents. Think back to Rand Master Er shouted "My God" to Fidel...

He suddenly felt bad!

In fact, he just wants to be a quiet and good bishop. He doesn't want to get involved in so many things at all, please let me go?

Walking in the church but running into Claude who was running away, Mitchell, who was taken away together, wanted to cry for these inhuman guys.

Claude knelt down without saying a word, bowed his head and said respectfully: "My God."

Seeing this, Mitchell knelt down in a hurry, his voice trembling: "My God."

The blond boy let out a "hmm", sat on the chair in the room, and looked at the only two humans in the room: "Get up. Do you know those who are with me?"

The two hesitated for a moment, then stood up, and Claude said respectfully, "Claude only knows His Royal Highness Raphael and... His Majesty Mammon." When Mammon was mentioned, Claude frowned .

Mitchell didn't know who His Majesty Mammon was, but when he heard His Majesty Raphael, his eyes suddenly widened, and his heart was full of surprise and fanaticism.

But thinking about the legendary Michael, and recalling the usual appearance of Iversaille, Mitchell was a little entangled again.

The idol is disillusioned, won't it happen again?

"Well, let's get to know each other." The blond boy said.

The four creatures looked at each other, and soon Angus said to the two humans with an elegant and leisurely smile: "You may not have heard of me, my name is Angus, the ancestor of the elves, the first elf king .”

Claude, Mitchell: Σ(⊙▽⊙"

Alves scratched his head and smiled brightly: "But you may have heard of me. You humans still have a few legends about me. My name is Alves, and I am the ancestor of the Dragon Clan. Dragon King."

Crowder and Mitchell: OJZ

After Claude and Mitchell were shocked, the blond boy said slowly, "I don't like the Holy See very much, and I'm also very dissatisfied with the current mortal world."

Angus and Alves were shocked immediately, and the two members of the Holy See looked nervously at the blond boy.

"I plan to clean up everything from the Holy See. But in order to reduce trouble," the blond boy looked at Mitchell with a flat tone, "You will be the Pope from tomorrow."

The author has something to say:

#How□□Michael#

#Sorting out the world, starting from the Holy See#

#米歇尔expressed that he just wanted to be a beautiful bishop quietly#