An Angel's Observation Diary

The battlefield was already some distance away from the city of Tyre. After leaving the camp, Rasigel spread his wings and prepared to fly back to the city of Tyre, but saw the angel standing on the ground with no intention of moving.

"Are you going to walk back?" Rasigal asked him, stopping in front of him.

"I'm hurt, Geer." Christophe said innocently, "I have to save my magic power as much as possible."

The meaning of the angel is quite clear. In the previous month, because Rasigal was worried that Crito's magic power would be consumed too quickly, he kept flying with him to save his magic power.

But that was just before... Rasigal thought.

"If you can't help me, I can go alone."

"I can't help if I stay here," said Christophe, still looking at him.

Rasigal was a little tired of continuing to bicker with the angel, and fell to the ground and hugged him.

In fact, the touch of hugging him was still very familiar, but after knowing that he was Christophe, Rasigal always felt a little uncomfortable. He hugged his waist tightly like an angel's favor, and did not speak.

He didn't remind him of anything until he fell into the abyss. If the previous Crito would make him take care of him, obviously such care is not needed for the first-class Archangel Christophe.

When entering the cave, Crifister still held the opponent's hand and did not let go. In the dark, the opponent could only rely on himself to move forward, which gave Rasigore the illusion that the angel behind him was still Crito.

He didn't know what he was struggling with. It didn't matter whether Crito or Crito was at all. He knew that Crito's dependence on him in his imagination was a product of overthinking. In fact, Crito didn't. He relied too much on him, and he wouldn't even take the initiative to ask himself to hug him like Christophe, but he still felt that they were different, and he couldn't say what the difference was.

In the dark, Rasigel carefully recalled that face that was not different, and suddenly felt that the temperature in the palm of his hand was too hot. The hands that were held obediently squeezed him gently, and Rasigal realized that they were He had already reached the underworld, so he let go of the opponent's hand.

When flying over the river in the underworld, the angel felt a sudden chill, and his body froze slightly, which was noticed by Rasigal.

"What's wrong?" the devil asked in his ear.

"It's nothing." The angel calmed down, thinking that the cold might just be a special reaction from the underworld, and didn't pay much attention to it.

At the end of the river, I saw a barren plain. Countless wandering spirits passed by on the plain, and some of them even directly penetrated the body of Christophe. Same as wearing.

Rasigal seemed to be familiar with this place, flying forward along the plain, suddenly the surrounding undead began to gather around them, as if trying to stop them from advancing, Rasigal stopped and slowly fell to the ground.

"He's coming." Rasigal told Christophe in a low voice. Before the angel asked who it was, the undead in front of them had gradually dispersed, and the old man from the underworld appeared in front of them.

"Master from the ground." Unlike the last time we met, the old man in the underworld spoke in the language of the demon world, which made Christophist understand that the other party did not deliberately want to prevent the passage from being cleared.

He thought that his judgment was not wrong, which was why he had to follow.

"Long time no see, master of the underworld." Rasigal's voice was cold. Whether it was a demon or an angel, it was true that there was nothing they could do to the dead, but that didn't mean they had nothing to do with the underworld. As the master of the underworld, the old man Knowing this, I have almost never had conflicts with the Demon Realm before. "I think you know why we're here."

"Yes, Your Excellency Rasigal." The voice of the old man in the underworld was low, but he didn't mean to retreat.

"what is your purpose?"

"They asked me for help..." the old man said, looking at the angel who had been silent on the side.

"So your position is to be an enemy of the demon world and heaven?" Rasigal asked.

"The underworld will not be an enemy to anyone, but since it is a living person, it should have its own living space, no matter how small it is."

"I can provide living space for the residents in the passage." Christophe stopped Rasigal who was about to speak, and said to the old man in the underworld, "but only for residents who voluntarily surrender."

"Then I can withdraw the protection of the underworld." The old man said.

"I will provide them with a new residence on the sixth day." Kriffist promised, Rasigal frowned slightly, but did not object to his statement.

The old man in the underworld nodded slightly, "It's time for you to leave here, this place does not belong to the living, if you don't follow your promise, the underworld will come again."

The old man withdrew from before their eyes, and the undead circled around in confusion.

"Rasigal, we need to get out of here quickly." Clifest was wrapped in the bone-chilling cold of the underworld, and his teeth chattered slightly as he spoke.

This is not a special reaction, this kind of cold seeps out from the depths of the soul.

Rasigel originally wanted to ask why the other party agreed to the agreement so arbitrarily, but found that the angel's body was trembling slightly, he suddenly realized something, hugged the sky and left the underworld as fast as possible.

After landing on the top of the mountain in Tyre, the angel supported Rasigal to breathe violently, and it took a long time to expel the bone-chilling chill from his body.

Rasigal was watching him from the side, and only spoke when he saw that the angel had almost recovered.

"Spread your wings, Christophist."

The latter looked up at him with hesitant eyes, opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by Rasigal.

"Hurry up, or I'll leave you here, and you probably have a way to go back, right?"

Christine turned his gaze away, but was forced to look at each other by Rasigel's chin lightly pinched. His eyes dodged for a while, and then he obediently spread his wings.

"..." Rasigel looked at him quietly, hoping he would give a reasonable explanation.

He should have realized earlier that Crito was not an angel who would act like a spoiled child to him and let him hug him. If he wanted to please himself, he would definitely use a more direct way, and Crito would not do the same.

What the hell was he thinking, they were originally the same angel.

Like Crito, if Kriffist deliberately pleases himself, it is definitely because he wants to hide something.

Just like when they met for the first time, the angel's obedient smile, unrestrained requests and docile attitude were all because of his ability to help.

This is probably the nature of Kriffist. Whether this should be considered clever or smooth, Rasigal is not sure.

No wonder he doubted whether he could become an angel, and even himself began to doubt whether an angel should be like this. The devil narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking this way, he stroked the root of the angel's wings with his hand, and felt the angel's lightness trembling.

The angel's wings are the most sensitive part of the body, storing almost all the magic power, and are the most powerful and fragile part of the body. When the magic is gathered there, it is an unbreakable shield. This is not the characteristic of angels. Fallen angels The same is true for some demons who are born with wings.

To be able to be injured like this is probably because he has endured an attack that is ten times beyond his tolerance range.Rasigore silently estimated what kind of opponent the opponent was facing, and touched the part of the opponent that was burned by magic power.

Most of the snow-white wings were broken, and there were scorched black marks on the broken marks. Rasigore felt the magic power from the abyss from above, "Did there be monsters from the abyss in the area of ​​​​the underworld?"

"Hmm..." An angel who has never had his wings touched feels extremely weird. The feeling is not uncomfortable, but it is definitely not comfortable. As long as he relaxes a little, his wings will tremble unconsciously, causing the wound to tear again. General pain.

He had never hurt his wings before, and he didn't know that the pain would be so unbearable, so he looked at Rasigal with begging eyes.

The demon glanced at him, unmoved, and continued to ask, "What kind of monster is it?"

"Probably, it looks like a dragon, but it has three extra horns..." Christophe's voice was trembling with patience, "It's too big. After I killed it, I felt a little relaxed and couldn't avoid it. I had no choice but to block it with my wings... ah!"

The ending was interrupted by a painful cock, Rasigel pinched the injured root of his wing, and Kriffist was so painful that he could hardly stand still.

"Does it hurt?" Rasigore let go of his hand and asked.

Christophes looked up at him with a pale face, not understanding what he was asking.

"That's the monster in the deepest part of the abyss, the evil beast of the demon world." Rasigal looked at him, "Lei Xiu told me, you let everyone go back, and you want to solve it by yourself?"

"The attack of ordinary angels is ineffective against it." Christophe retracted his wings, "I didn't intend to do this, but that monster has been chasing me, and taking him back to the camp will only cause more damage."

"You know about the underworld and you should come to me, but you don't know about the abyss?"

"You said you came back from the abyss, I thought it was just an ordinary monster..." Christophe's voice was aggrieved in this unreasonable question, "I didn't know there would be monsters there when I went there." What, it is even more impossible to look for you after seeing it, and I didn’t want to get hurt myself, and if I didn’t see it die, I wouldn’t be hurt so badly..."

"Okay, stop talking." Rasigal interrupted him impatiently.

Realizing that he had lost control of his emotions just now, Christophe quieted down and looked at him motionless.

"Since you know that you are seriously injured, why do you still follow?" Rasigel asked.

"I discussed this matter with Willy, and he proposed the plan." Christophe avoided his sight, "Willie didn't plan to clean up all the residents, although most of them are They are angels in exile, but there is nothing wrong with their descendants, and it would be better if this matter can be resolved peacefully."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"Because I don't agree." Christophe gritted his teeth, "I don't want to take them in on the sixth day, but there is no other way. My magic power can no longer support me to stay in the underworld. This is my fault. If it wasn't for the injury, I wouldn't rush to fix it."

"I know you may not like this decision, sorry."

"I don't dislike it, I'm just a little surprised." Rasigal slowed down his tone, it seemed that after knowing that the other party was Christophist, he didn't control the bad parts of himself when facing him. , Rasigal frowned slightly after realizing this.

He didn't deliberately control those things because of Crito, the direct reason was obviously the book sent by the library, but it seems that he only tried it in front of Crito from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't hide his identity by doing so Rasigal, but Viscount Grant of Tyre.

"Let's go back first." Rasigore looked into Chrystrophe's eyes and tried to control his emotions. Even if he knew the other party's identity, those eyes could still calm himself down easily, and he bent down to hold the other party Hugging him horizontally, this action seemed to surprise the angel a little. After a slight stiffness, he quickly relaxed and hugged Rasigel's neck to maintain his balance.

He is really good at dealing with any unexpected situation.Rasigal thought that he would not refuse, but would just follow the situation and choose the most beneficial plan.

Criffith is more like a mirror, adopting different attitudes in different situations to achieve the best results. Facing Grant, he is a cute and well-behaved Crito, while facing Rasigal's attitude will be Be tougher, know how to show weakness, and know how to solve problems.

Yes, it is to solve the problem.Rasigal sneered in his heart. He thought that Christophe was coming because they had been here together, and the show of weakness that asked for a hug was a deliberate flattery and apology. However, the other party probably wanted to take advantage of these misunderstandings To hide your injuries.

He didn't think his angel didn't understand the misunderstanding his actions could create, in fact the angel was very aware of it and took advantage of it, and he had done it from the first day they met.

He landed in his castle in Tire with the angel and did not return to the battlefield, which made Kriffist a little puzzled.

"You should rest here now." Rasigal said, "Of course, returning to heaven is a better choice. The Demon Realm is not conducive to your recovery from injuries."

That was quite a serious injury for an angel, and Rasigal didn't understand why Willy let him follow him to the underworld knowing this.

"I can't go back now." Christophe shrugged, reminding him that his wings can't go back to heaven.

"There are always other ways. I'll contact Willy." Rasigal said, ready to go out to find the Archangel who stayed at the reception in Tyre.

"Hello." Christophe stopped him, "Are you sure you want to go to him? I don't think it's useful, I don't think you two can communicate smoothly."

"You know him very well." Rasigal stopped and looked back at Christophest.

Can't anyone see that you two have a bad relationship?Christophe muttered to himself, "I will leave when it is time to leave, you don't have to keep doing this."

"It's always been like this...what do you mean?" Rasigal was a little surprised. The other party had been avoiding this question, so why did he suddenly mention it at this moment.

"I don't know, maybe it's because you don't seem to want me to stay here." Christophe met Rasigal's gaze.

"I just hope that your injury can heal sooner." The devil replied evasively. According to his experience, if it was Crito, he should take the initiative to skip this topic at this time.

"Then before?"

"You want to know?" Rasigore closed the door, and the other party repeatedly reminded himself that he was not Crito made him a little annoyed. He could only acquiesce to the fact that the other party deliberately did this. , to deal with him with the attitude that is unique to Crito.

Christine was sitting on the sofa watching him, and the other party was leaning on the back of the sofa and slightly raised his head in a defenseless posture. This made Rasigal flash a little hesitation and doubt, but this subtle emotion quickly just disappeared.