Who is the scumbag, His Royal Highness

Lucifer and Michael sat side by side on the grass by the bank, looking at each other's wings, feeling somewhat disappointed.

The blazing angels who rule supreme in heaven all have different colors of holy light on their wings.

Michael is the battle angel and his light is red.With pure white wings, the tip of each feather emits a light red light.

The holy light emitted by Raphael's wings is a beautiful grass green, symbolizing tolerance and vitality.

Metatron, the cool tawny color, was as serious as himself.

Looking at the entire heaven, only the wings of the holy archangel Lucifer are light gold that symbolizes God.

That is an honor given by God.

just now……

Lucifer looked at his all-black wings, and silently put them away.

He has seen too many black wings in the past few days, and he is used to it.But compared with Michael and the others... that ugly and dark feeling came again.

Spicy eyes.

"Don't look at it, look at your holy light wings are gone. How refreshing you were when you fell into the sky, no one can stop you."

Seeing that he had been looking at other people's wings, Michael couldn't help but make a sound.

Lucifer shifted his gaze.

"Do you regret it?" Michael asked suddenly.

Not far away, Metatron looked at God calmly.

Seeing the latter's lips tightly pursed, not braided in sorrow or joy, he immediately looked at his nose, nose and heart, without any unnecessary movements.

Lucifer did not directly answer the question that all races present were concerned about, but hesitantly glanced at these "foreign races" beside him.

Instead, he took Michael's arm and teleported elsewhere.

The two angels did not go very far, they were in the basement of the church in the holy city.

After Lucifer entered the door, he used his own feathers to lay the most sensitive dark barrier around to prevent any creatures from eavesdropping.

"What's the matter, Lu?" Michael didn't expect that a question he asked casually would be treated so seriously, and his expression became serious.

Lucifer was sure that the barrier was complete, but he would be aware of any power erosion, and then he dragged himself to Michael, hesitating to speak.

"That...Michael, I have something to tell you..."

The angel in red looked at his abdomen and asked, "Is it about the last time you suddenly absorbed the power of holy light?"

Lucifer shook his head: "Uh, no...I want to talk about my fall to heaven..."

"The matter of your falling into the sky...?" Michael's eyes flashed a little blankly: "What happened to your falling into the sky?"

Lucifer: "It's just... You see, I suddenly fell into the sky, have you ever wondered why?"

Michael: "If I knew, would I come to you over and over again?"

The angel made persistent efforts and continued to guide: "Look, when you came to me before, isn't my temperament the same as it is now?"

"Except for today, you deserve a beating."

Lucifer:  …

Nonsense!Obviously, during the battle a few days ago, it was Michael who beat him up first!

Michael: "That's not right... You deserve a beating today too, otherwise I wouldn't have come here."

The angel's eyelashes trembled, and he felt a little guilty: "Today was an accident... I didn't mean it."

Seeing that he had a good attitude of admitting his mistake, Michael let go: "Okay, except for the holy river water, other times are indeed different from the previous few days."

Lucifer: "Then have you ever thought about... That is, there is a possibility that I am not the same as before?"

Michael glanced at him sideways: "You can be more straightforward. I'm a battle angel, and I don't understand these twists and turns."

Lucifer: "I mean, is there a possibility that the current me is not the previous me? I have traveled from another world, and the previous me has already gone to another place?"

Michael... well, it seems that he doesn't understand anymore.

Lucifer tried his best to express: ...

Although I knew beforehand that Michael's mind is so stubborn that he can hardly hold anything else in his mind except fighting, but... this is too strenuous!

The black-haired and black-eyed angel closed his eyes, and after a long time of mental construction, he finally couldn't help but utter the words:

"I don't remember anything about Fallen Heaven."

"I don't remember what happened at that time, and I don't know why I fell to heaven. I just fell asleep and fell from heaven to hell!"

"So you can understand?"

Michael's expression was about to crack.

It's like writing "what?" in large characters on his forehead.

"You said you don't remember the matter of falling into the sky? You have been falling into the sky for more than a month, and you don't remember anything?"

Lucifer nodded.

"You said a lot of harsh words to Father God at that time, saying that you would never set foot in heaven again in this life, and the next time you come here, you will completely destroy heaven... You don't remember this matter?"

The angel continued to nod: "Yes..."

After a while, I suddenly realized: "What???"

Will you ever set foot in heaven again in this life?

If you go next time, you will destroy heaven?

The shock in Lucifer's eyes didn't look fake, Michael and him were silent for a long time, then shook his head with a sigh: "I now believe that you really forgot."

Rubbing his wings, Lucifer asked cautiously: "Is Father God very angry..."

"What do you think? After you fell into heaven, one-third of the angels in heaven were missing, and God the Father did not create new little angels. Every time I go to report outside the temple, I always wait for one sentence: Got it, you Just watch and do. During the battle the day before yesterday, you suddenly absorbed my power, and I reported this, but Father God didn't say anything else, and it doesn't sound like he cares much."

Both corners of Lucifer's lips were pressed down, and the light in his eyes dimmed a little: "Now, does He not care about anything about me... But the one who fell into the sky is really not me... ..."

Michael: "It is indeed you."

Lucifer flattened his mouth and lowered his head in frustration.

"If I ask him to admit his mistake and explain it now, will he forgive me..."

Michael: "You call on His name and insult Him."

"Then I... can I kneel for a few more days..."

"I use bitter tricks? Pretending to be sick? Pretending to be dead...?"

"Or, I'll go cry outside the temple."

Interrupted by Michael: "Stop the meeting, don't you think he is not angry enough? Take your time, you have to remember what you have done before you can ask God the Father to forgive you."

The angel bit her lower lip, and unconsciously pinched the hem of her clothes with her fingers: "But, I miss him very much..."

"I haven't seen him for a long time... I used to see him almost every day..."

As Lucifer said, his eyes turned slightly red.He took a step forward and touched Michael's shoulder.

"Michael, I miss him so much..."

"Doesn't He miss me..."

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The author has something to say:

He also misses you very much, idiot.