An Angel's Observation Diary

There was a familiar atmosphere in the darkness, as if the Rasigal seen in the dream had not completely disappeared, appearing beside him.

Illusion?Christine was thinking, but clearly felt that breath approaching him.

He suddenly remembered the scene when he took Rasigal's hand through the passage to the underworld, and almost subconsciously, he called Grant.

Rasigal seemed to be stunned for a moment, and his hands stopped in the air for half a second before continuing to move.

"This is part of the abyss," Rasigal said, "deeper than the place I took you before."

Chryphaist blinked in the darkness, and Rasigal knew he couldn't see, but his face visibly calmed down.

"Hell is on the side of the underworld, and part of it leaks to the surface and becomes an abyss. But since we left the underworld, living creatures here naturally don't have any meaning of death, so the situation is much better than hell."

"So, why am I here..."

Rasigal laughed softly, and his voice echoed in the empty space for a long time.

"If you want to go to hell, I can help. Demon kings are much better at this kind of thing than gods."

Christophe watched him for a while in the dark, but said nothing.

"Want to go back with me?" Rasigal asked.

"Didn't you come to take me away?"

"I don't know, Christophe, I never know what you think."

"What's the matter, you never care about this." Christophe narrowed his eyes, "It's like bringing me here, I don't know what happened, do I?"

"You sound like you're complaining. Maybe I should respect your opinion a little bit, like send you to hell?"

The magic power given by the Demon King allowed Kriffist to recover a little bit, but it didn't make Kriffist feel much better, and he was not in the mood to argue with Rasigel here, not to mention that the opponent's home court advantage was too great.

"Take me back first." Christophe stretched out his hand to test Rasigal's position, and then hugged him.

"Where should I take you?" La Sigore wrapped his arms around his waist, but didn't intend to leave immediately, "I've been thinking that keeping you here should be a good idea, better than the passage leading to the underworld." Much better..."

"Don't be like this... Geer." Christophe's voice was soft, tired and coquettish, which made Rasigal stunned for a moment.

"Let's go back to Saris first, shall we?" Christine whispered in his ear.

"That's it? I thought you were the only one who wouldn't fall into a trap." Onikin rolled his eyes after knowing that Rasigel had brought the angel back, and took out champagne from the ice bucket filled with ice cubes, " Forget it, no matter what, you worked hard this time, even though you were unable to attend the celebration banquet, I still left a bottle of wine for you."

"Thanks." Rasigal took the wine he handed over, and seemed not in the mood to drink it, took a sip before putting it down, "I can't really do anything to him."

"Why not?" Onikin shrugged, "There are many ways to make him stay, such as..."

Rasigel looked up at him, and Onikin swallowed the rest of the words. He bent down and put the champagne on the coffee table, "In short... think about it carefully, and don't let yourself regret it."

Rasigal looked at the light-colored wine glass, but did not speak.

After leaving the underworld, Christophe seemed to be struggling too much. On the way back, Rasigal briefly explained the situation. He didn't know how much the angel had listened to. He closed his eyes before reaching the city of Saris.

Kriffist didn’t know how long he slept before waking up. The unique yellowish color of the Saris sky made Kriffister feel dizzy like hallucinations. He pushed open the door, and Lasso, who happened to be passing by, told him that Rasigel going downstairs.

Seeing Kriffist go downstairs, Rasigal put down his work and beckoned the servants in the hall to leave, "What's the matter?"

"No, Russo just said you're here." Christophe came over, "Busy?"

"It's just the work in the castle." Rasigal said, "Although there is nothing important, it hasn't been dealt with recently."

"There should be a lot of work left on the fourth day..." Kriffist seemed to be reminded, and sighed in a low voice, which was heard by Rasigal, and the devil asked with a smile, "Go back and deal with it ?"

"Should I ask you for leave, then?" Kriffist quipped, sitting on the couch and pouring himself a glass of wine.

"It doesn't matter, the general work will be handled by the angel, and other Willy can also handle it-since I have done his work, it should be right for him to share some of my work."

Christophe said indifferently, his voice could not tell any attitude, but to him, such a tone was already considered a complaint.

Rasigal sat next to him, looked at the still gentle angel who lost his temper, and didn't speak.

As if realizing that his attitude was not very good, Christophe rubbed his nose and said with some guilt, "I wonder if you have time recently..."

"Is there a problem?"

"I want to go to the world to have a look." Christophe said, "I don't know what's going on there now, and I once wanted to go to the world with you. Although we have been there together, we both There's work to be done, so..."

"So, are you inviting me on a date?" Rasigal quickly understood what he meant from his hesitant words, as if he was a little impatient with the other party's hesitation, and interrupted him directly.

Christophe was interrupted, he reacted for a while, then seemed to hesitate, and heard Rasigal quickly added another sentence.

"no problem."

Rasigal admitted that he was a little worried that the angel would hesitate to deny it. In some places, Christophe was not so easy for him to understand and control. He hesitates about dating and kissing, like a child who has not yet passed puberty.

The sound of the crashing waves made Kriffist sleep uneasy. The white foam flickered on the sea surface, and the sea breeze blew the curtains, casting shadows in the house. Kriffist rubbed his eyes Turning over, he accidentally hurt his overused body the night before and made him come out unconsciously. It took him a while to wake up his chaotic consciousness, and then he remembered where he was.

In fact, he didn't fully recover. The Demon Realm would have consumed his magic power, and the Human Realm wasn't much better. Rasigel directly led him across the boundary between the Demon Realm and the Human Realm to the ground.

To his surprise, it turned out to be a sea. Schools of fish swam around them. Huge whales swam overhead like clouds drifting slowly. Rasigel was so fast that he seemed to be familiar with it. When they left the sea Christophe saw the dazzling sky of the world.

Maybe you didn't intend to get yourself back to shape in the first place.Christophe thought, he shook hands and felt the flow of magic in the world. The magic in the world has long been exhausted, replaced by the constant changes of wisdom and technology.

Rasigel is very familiar with the human world. This seaside villa relies on a barrier to avoid the sight of humans. Although it is not far from the city, it is never disturbed by humans. It is said that people think this is the private property of a rich man in a certain country. It is used occasionally on vacation, but if they know magic, they will find that there are traces of the devil world left everywhere.

Christophist, who is not familiar with the human world, tried to understand the situation in the human world while dealing with the demon king who seemed a little over-excited after coming to the human world. He knew nothing about the human world, but human beings do not treat them like this. Existence is a well-known fact for human beings, but angels become confusing because they seldom deal with human beings.

But these have nothing to do with their itinerary this time. They are now in an island country in the subtropics, some distance away from the sea leading to the Demon World, and separated from humans by insurmountable magic.

Not knowing what Rasigal was doing now, Kriffist turned over and got out of bed after feeling that the soreness in his waist would not affect his actions, and turned off the air conditioner in the room.Although it is not like human beings are overly sensitive to heat and cold, it is indeed a pleasant thing to keep the body in a comfortable temperature environment. When Kriffist silently admired human inventions in his heart, he heard Lou There was the sound of a car stopping, and he glanced at the clock on the wall.

Before Rasigal got out of the car, Christophist went to his garage. The Demon King saw him standing beside his car and said with a smile, "I thought you would sleep until the afternoon."

"I thought you'd be back later," said Criffith.

Rasigal pushed open the car door, patted the steering wheel, and signaled him to come up.

"Its speed is not as fast as a little angel who just learned to fly." Christophe said, but still sat on it.

"Of course, but you don't want to fly in the sky of the human world, right? This can give some hope to those who are dedicated to proving the existence of angels." Rasig started skillfully, and the road along the seaside was extremely empty. Er raised the speed to the highest, and Kriffist leaned against the window to watch the passing scenery. The human city was at the end of his field of vision, and Kriffist narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a little dizzy.

He soon discovered that it was not accidental. He frowned and leaned back on the chair to relieve his discomfort, but it didn't work. It seemed that his stomach also had some discomfort. I have never felt outside of Lei's dark cooking.

"What's wrong?" Noticing his discomfort, Rasigal stopped the car and asked him nervously.

Christophes opened his mouth, but didn't make any sound. He panted a few times, pushed open the car door and squatted on the side of the road, retching non-stop, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

"You..." Rasigal seemed to understand something, and the expression on his face became even weirder, "You don't get motion sickness, do you?"

Kriffist stood up, took the tissue from Rasigal and wiped the non-existent vomit from his mouth, then shook his head, "I don't know, I have never taken a human vehicle."

"But this speed is not as fast as a little angel who just learned to fly." Rasigel leaned against the car and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Damn it." Christophe threw the tissue and walked over angrily, "I know I caused you a lot of trouble, but you don't intend to try to get revenge in this way, do you?"

"What method do I want to use to get revenge, don't you know very well?" Rasigal smiled, his eyes swept over him, and he deliberately stayed for a few seconds before meeting his gaze again, the implication was self-evident Metaphor.

Christophes was a little ashamed by his eyes, before he could say anything, Rasigal opened the car door and sat back, "I didn't know you would get motion sickness, don't be so narrow-minded, my dear Archangel."

"I don't want to sit on that thing anymore." Christophe said with some resistance.

"But we are a little far away from home, unless you want to walk back." Rasigal looked back at the beach in the distance, then turned his head and said to the angel, "Come on, don't be so nervous, it's even ten minutes after you fly." It's less than one-tenth of the speed, and it won't shake up and down."

"I never shake up and down when I fly..." Christophe complained dissatisfiedly, and got into the car anyway.

This time the situation was even more exaggerated than last time. Christophe almost vomited in Lasiegel’s car. There was no extra food in his stomach, but it still made him cry, Lassie Gerald closed the door reluctantly.

"Forget it, it's not too far away, let's go back..."

Christine raised his head to look at him, his eyes were full of physical tears, he opened his mouth but before speaking, a car suddenly stopped beside them.

Although there will not be too many people passing by on this road, there will occasionally be a few cars passing by. Rasigal originally thought that his car was parked in the middle of the road and blocked them, although this road is clearly enough for two cars to pass, But the other party stopped the car and got out of the car.

"Do you need any help?" A young man in his early twenties wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses got out of the car. He saw Christophes squatting on the side of the road with his waist bent and unwell, and asked.

"Motion sickness." Rasigal glanced at him and said coldly.

Perhaps Christophe's attitude towards strangers will be more friendly, but this kind of friendliness is obviously unlikely to appear on Rasigel, and the angel who has not recovered from motion sickness at this time naturally has nothing to do Remind Rasigal to watch his attitude.

The human seemed a little embarrassed, but said, "I have some motion sickness pills in the car, maybe it can..."

Christophes raised his head, thanked him, and pulled Lara Siegel's clothes to signal him to shut up. He turned to look at the human being, but found a glint of inexplicable light in the other's eyes.

The human returned to the car and took out a box of medicine and handed it to Christophe. The angel took it, glanced at the box and looked at Rasigal hesitantly.

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Angel's actions, Rasigal understood that human medicine might not be effective for him, and there might be some side effects, so he took the initiative to rescue him.

Seeing that the humans left Christophe, he sighed and gently handed the medicine to Rasigel. The demon took it with a frown, as if he had picked up some garbage, and after thinking about it, he threw it into the car. "If you can't take it, don't accept it. I'm not in the mood to help you verify whether the medicine is effective."

"You are really unfriendly, Lord Demon King." Christophe shook his head, walked over and pulled his clothes, and said when he saw the human car disappearing from sight, "I think there is something wrong with him, Is there any way you can check it?"

Rasigal was a little confused, so he had to look at him. The angel blinked, indicating that he was not joking.