An Angel's Observation Diary

There were a lot more demons in Tire than usual. The entire city was filled with demons flying around. Rasigal and Krito walked on the road, but they were not covered by the shadows above.

"I think the city of Tire should plan the flight route like Lillet." La Sigir was a little annoyed by the darkening sky from time to time.

"I think it's pretty good." Crito casually caught a feather that floated down from the sky, and the dim yellow light from the "channel" above Tire city made it brighter than usual.

"It's a bit like the dusk in the human world... have you been there?" Crito asked him looking at the dim light in the sky.

"No, the border between the demon world and the human world is surrounded by the underworld, so there is no way to pass through."

"Heaven is easy to go there." Crito twirled his feathers to make it reflect finely in the light, "I don't go there many times, but I saw the sunset there once."

Rasigore didn't answer the question, looking at the feather in Crito's hand, he suddenly felt a bit obtrusive, stretched out his hand, pulled it over and threw it away, "I don't even know where it came from, what's so interesting about it."

"But you don't have feathers." Crito smiled. They walked through a street and saw the conference hall in the center of Tyre in front of them. Crito stopped.

"Grant, I have something to tell you..."

"Ger~" Suddenly someone interrupted their conversation, and Rasigal frowned slightly as she saw Gorsa waving to him from a distance.

The red-haired elf trotted over, seeing Crito next to him, he was stunned for a moment, and looked at him meaningfully, "I heard Oni said about him, but you still have him with you?"

"He's going back soon." Rasigal glanced at Gorsha, indicating that he didn't want to continue this topic, and didn't intend to introduce them to each other.

He didn't really want to meet Gorsha at this time. Originally, there were not many of them left, so he considered what excuse he could use to send Gorsha away first.

"Ku and Oni said they needed to find you..." Gorsha smiled helplessly, indicating that this was not her problem, and then glanced at Crito.

"Then I'll go back first." Crito smiled at Gorza, then turned to Rasigal and said.

Rasigal looked at Crito with some dissatisfaction, and the latter showed an expression of "it's not my fault".

Rasigal didn't get away from Onikin and the others until the evening. The group of people naturally left him the job of commanding the upcoming war, and he never found a suitable excuse to leave.

When Rasigore returned, Crito was sitting on the sofa in the living room flipping through a book, and only raised his head when he heard him open the door.

"It's a bit late." Rasigal took off his coat and walked over.

"Hmm." Crito closed the notebook and stood up, then shrugged his nose, "It smells like wine."

"I didn't drink much." Rasigal said with a smile. Such a conversation gave him the illusion that Crito was his lover waiting for him to go home. He collected himself, "What are you doing?"

"I sorted out my notes." Crito said, "I'm going back soon, so I want to write down some information first."

"Hmm..." He seemed to feel that such a separation was a bit too hasty, and he asked, "When are we leaving?"

"Now, I'm in a hurry to go back as soon as possible, so I'm waiting for your return." Crito said.

"Do you need me to take you?"

"No need." Crito smiled, "If the border can be cleared smoothly, it will be much easier for me to come here next time..."

Crito's voice was slow. Looking at Rasigal, the demon certainly understood what the other party was implying, but he still didn't invite him.

After a while, Crito looked away.

"Is the elf you met today the elf you mentioned earlier?"

"Um……?"

There was nothing he could do about the other party's perfunctory attitude, Crito smiled helplessly and skipped the topic.

"When you didn't come back just now, I kept thinking that I still owed you a lot." Crito said, "You said you wouldn't suffer."

"Then how do you want to compensate me?" Rasigal approached him, the angel's beautiful lips were right in front of him, and he still clearly remembered the taste of kissing it.

"I gave you a chance, Grant." Crito took out the badges and said with a smile, "And you still have a chance now."

Rasigal saw a few hairs stuck beside his ears, and stretched out his hand to pull them out and tidy them up. This action made the angel hold his breath.

"You should go back."

Rasigal just said so.

Crito took a step back and looked away, as if he had finally made up his mind.

"We will meet again."

We'd better not see each other again.Rasigal thought as he watched Crito disappear from sight.

You will never know how much self-control I used to get you out of here safely, the mercy of the devil is expendable, there will be no next time.

He turned back and poured himself a glass of wine. The castle had always been silent, and now it seemed even more desolate.

A few pieces of pure white feathers fell silently in the room.

Rasigal felt that he had begun to regret it. As the angel left the demon world, the existence of Crito he could feel through the badge almost completely disappeared.

He slowly recalled Crito's eyes when he left, clean and focused, maybe even Crito himself didn't realize how tempting it was.

No... maybe he understands?

Rasigel recalled the first time they met, the angel apologized to himself with such a look... He obviously knew that such a look would not be easily rejected by others.

He should have known that his angel was not that innocent.Rasigal chuckled lightly into the cold air, and put down his wine glass.

But even so, I still don't want you to stay.

Remember what was left unsaid that night?

You say angels aren't pure and innocent, they're just better at hiding bad thoughts.But it's a good thing, Crito, and it's the most important thing you've taught me.

You'll want to stay, just because you haven't yet learned about the real Demon World.

How could I let you stay after knowing this.

Crito was blocked by Willy before he returned to the entrance of his temple.

"You should have come back earlier." The always serious Archangel put away the book in his hand and looked at him.

"There was an accident." Crito smiled and brushed back his hair that was blown by the wind, "It's time for you to go."

"Waiting for you." Willy said, "Your Seventh Legion will go out with the Fifth Legion. Leixiu needs your assistance. You have to go to the Demon Realm with him."

"Is it necessary? The channel is just some rabble."

"There is a new trouble, please ask Lei Xiu to tell you the details." Willie handed him the pass, "I have completed the formalities for you in the Demon Realm, you can't continue to use Crito's identity. "

"I just came back..." Crito took it helplessly.

Ignoring his complaints, Willie spread his wings and prepared to leave, "You can take a rest first, Leixiu will come back to find you soon, we will leave in an hour, and..."

Willie narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was quite dissatisfied with his styling, "Change the color of the hair back."

"Got it." Crito said nonchalantly, then suddenly remembered something, and opened the backpack, "By the way, your passport..."

Willie took it and opened it for a look, then raised his eyebrows and waited for the other party to explain.

"I said, something happened, you can do it yourself."

Willie clicked his tongue in a low voice, "I really want to know what you did when you went to the Demon Realm, besides setting the meeting place."

"Tyre is a good place, you will like it there." Crito looked at him with a smile.

"I'm not interested in the entire Eastern Continent. The Demon King there is not an easy guy to get along with." Willie said bluntly, "But since you decide to go there, I have no objections."

He knows far more about the Demon Realm than Crito, because everyone knows that Willy is the angel least likely to be polluted by the Demon Realm in the entire heaven.

It may be biased to say that it is pollution. It is more accurate to say that even if the entire heaven collapses, it is absolutely impossible for Archangel Willy to leave heaven.

It is also for this reason that when Heaven first tried to strengthen communication with the Demon World decades ago, Willy became the primary candidate for this task.

"Actually, I think I can do it too..." No one cared about the soft protest of the Archangel Christophe on the fourth day.

"I think the Eastern Continent is a very interesting place. If I have the opportunity, I would like to go to other places in the Demon Realm." Christophe changed back to his golden hair and said to Willy with a smile.

"It is because you think so that your application will never be approved."

"If I remember correctly you are the culprit."

"At least my judgment is fine."

"So if I don't come back, will you go find me?" Christine blinked and asked tentatively.

"I will definitely bring you back, this is what I promised you before." Willie said without hesitation.

"...That was thousands of years ago." Krifelt sighed.

He was so terrified that he would fall to the sky, so scared that he forced Willy to make this ridiculous promise, and the latter obviously kept it meticulously.

"Do you regret it now?" Willy stopped in the air and looked down at him.

"You go back first, I have to go to Leixiu." Christophe turned his head to avoid his sight.

Returning to the Demon Realm was much faster than Christophe had imagined. The city of Tyre was ready to welcome guests. He quietly followed Willie to reduce his sense of presence. Leixiu next to him came for the first time Demon Realm seemed much more excited than him.

"It looks good here, Kerry," Lei Xiu said to him, "Although Willy doesn't like your decision, this place is indeed much better than I imagined."

"He seems to be a bit biased towards the Eastern Continent."

"Because the lord here is an extremely unreasonable person." Seeing that Willie didn't notice this, Lei Xiu whispered to Christophist, "You were not there at that time, the last time Willie came from the Demon Realm When I came back, my face was ugly, I heard it was because of the devil here."

"I don't think I've ever seen Willie with an ugly face." Christophe touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Because he is almost never like this." Lei Xiu said, "Especially in front of you, Willy has always been very gentle to you..."

"Stop." Christophe made a gesture to signal him to stop the topic, "You should see how he looks when he is alone with me, and the matter between me and him is over."

"But you have to admit that during the time I was with you, Willie looked very good." Even an angel has a heart of gossip, the first time I know Willie and the angel who is the most worrying on the fourth day When Chang Kryfist was together, Lei Xiu had to lament the wonder of fate, "You and Willie have always had a good relationship, but I never saw that there were other elements in it before."

"That's why we broke up." Christophe shrugged, trying to get rid of this topic, he turned his eyes around, and handed him a Sarris City travel brochure from the side of the street.

"What is this?" Lei Xiu took it curiously.

"The lord of Saris, that is, the portrait of the devil king of the Eastern Continent." Christophe said.

Flipping the pages with some doubts, Lei Xiu showed an indescribable expression when he saw the inside pages of the travel brochure, and then flipped through a few more pages.

"Honestly, I don't quite understand why Willy finds the other party unreasonable. The devil here looks... quite attractive."

"I don't understand either, but I can accept demons who print their photos in tourist brochures. I can understand if I don't get along with Willy's personality."

"Maybe it's because the other party's character is really problematic." Lei Xiu thought about it calmly, and still stood by Willy's side.

"Or Willy himself has a prejudice against demons." Christophe was not polite.

As Leixiu's deputy, Christophe did not go to the meeting, but Willy told him that there was a small party after the meeting, so he must remember to attend.

"At least get to know each other, and there should be many opportunities to meet in the future."

Christophe felt that Willie was a little overwhelmed. He really didn't like meetings, but he didn't reject getting to know the demons. Willie's ideas were too self-critical.

He is now in the manor behind the council hall in Tire City. The lawn of the manor is neatly manicured, and he is sitting alone on a chair by the side of the road.

Not long ago, he had seen this building from a distance near here, and it looked much bigger inside than he imagined.

At that time, I originally wanted to tell Grant my identity, but was interrupted by the other party's friend.

Although I wanted to tell him the next time we met, it didn't seem like a good idea to go to him now. Even counting the time on the way back and forth, the time they separated was less than half a day.

Christophist played with the badges in his hand, and suddenly realized that the other party might have found that he had come to the Demon Realm. If so, maybe he should go to see him, and he didn't have to rush to speak about other things.

But the reason, the reason.Christine muttered to himself, is the thesis postponed or a new assignment?Either way it doesn't sound very believable.

Christophe thought a little distressed, and then remembered that he and Grant had met his friend nearby.

Looks like a very good friend.

The sudden thought made Kriffist feel a little uncomfortable, and he shook his head and put these things behind him.

"Kerry?"

He heard someone calling him and looked back to see Willie walking towards him.

"Meeting over?" Christophe asked him.

"Just finished, I wanted to look around, and I happened to see you." Willie sat down next to him.

"The next party should not be your favorite occasion."

"I'm used to it." Willy rubbed his forehead with a helpless tone, "This is a relatively common social occasion for demons..."

Christine shrugged, put away the badge in his hand and stood up.

"What are you holding?" Willie frowned suddenly, and before Christophe could answer, he had already reached out and tried to take it.

"Hey, Willie." Christophe avoids him, and warns him that he's taking too much control.

"Give it to me, Kerry." Willy didn't mean to give up, "That's the emblem of the Demon Race, do you know what it means?"

"I know very well." Christine replied, looking at Willy.

Willie looked at Kerry Fist with an incredulous expression, and then he turned back into the eternally calm Archangel again, "Give me Kerry the badge, there is a solution to this matter, I have a way to make it The above contract is void."

"Willy, I don't think this is a matter under your jurisdiction."

"Indeed, but if you don't give it to me, you will never come to the Demon Realm again."

"I don't think this matter is worth your doing..." It is extremely unbelievable for Willy to blackmail others with his authority, and one can imagine how serious this matter is in the eyes of the other party.

He knew that Willy had always been very worried that he would fall to heaven, and even repeatedly asked himself to withdraw his idea of ​​going to the Demon Realm for investigation, but he compromised because of his insistence.

Willie has always respected his own opinion, even if he has countless legitimate reasons to reject himself.

Thinking of this, the angel still handed over the badge in his hand, "Don't be so nervous Willy, this is just a souvenir..."

Willy ignored him. The first thing he did when he got the badge was to try to use magic to break the contract on the badge itself, but it didn't go as smoothly as he imagined.

Willie has tried to understand the contract of the Demon Race, and knows how this magic works. When there is a magical interference above the contractor, it will more or less affect the contract magic, but Willie finds that he cannot affect this contract.

He didn't know who was stronger or weaker in magic between himself and Christophe, but if the contract was still in such a stable state under his interference, it could only mean that the other party to the contract had magic that was no less powerful than theirs.

He took the badge in his hand and saw the lines on it clearly, then looked at Criffith strangely.

The latter was furious from his eyes, "Is there any problem?"

"Do you know whose badge this is?" Willie asked. "Where did you get this?"