The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 3: chapter3

Chapter 3

Beelzebub bit the bullet and went to Lucifer after being dazzled by the selection and being challenged by the devil countless times.

He needs to know which category His Majesty likes!

When Lucifer heard his intention, he said with interest: "What kind of beauty do I like?"

Having never met someone he likes before, it was rare for Lucifer to think about it once, and he said slowly: "I like someone with blond hair, fair skin, and a personality that is not easy to give in. It's best to be young on the bed." Virgin, and not too weak in terms of strength."

Beelzebub looked desperate. Fallen angels do not have blond hair, and it is very rare for demons to have blond hair, not to mention being beautiful, virgin, and not weak.

Is he going to catch an angel?

If he had known that His Majesty liked blonde angels, he wouldn't have fallen to heaven, and it would be nice to be a spy in heaven.

With a broken heart, Beelzebub went to find Samael after leaving the palace. The rational Samael looked at his bad face and said slowly: "Blonde hair, fair skin, strength Strong, proud personality, do these few words only remind you of angels?"

Beelzebub said dejectedly: "What is it if it's not an angel? It can't be an elf."

Samail bent his fingers and tapped his head, and said with compassion: "Stupid, it's Your Highness Lucifer! Your Majesty subconsciously likes 'people' like him in the past."

Beelzebub's eyes are out of frame.

It's harder than grabbing a random blonde angel!

"Impossible mission." Samael made a final decision, and watched Beelzebub leave in a daze.

Opportunism is a common problem of demons, and Beelzebub, who has become a fallen angel, is not exempt from this aspect. After seeing a demon with dyed blond hair passing by, his eyes suddenly lit up. It doesn't matter if he can't find a suitable partner, blond hair can be made with hair dye! There are many arrogant demons, and even more fair-skinned ones!

After listing the general conditions, Beelzebub went to post the notice on the inner side of the gate of hell.

The whole gate of **** is bad.

Look what's written on it, blonde hair, fair skin? Holy temperament, proud character?

After countless years of silence, the gate of **** finally couldn't help but make a sound: "Master Beelzebub, are you going to ask for a marriage for yourself?"

The one who meets the above conditions is the former Seraph Archangel, right?

Beelzebub said with a serious face, "I'm screening candidates for His Majesty's sleeping quarters. Demons who meet these criteria can come to the ninth level of **** and come to me to sign up."

It didn't take long for the hair dyeing craze to set off in hell. In the past, there were black-haired demons or fallen angels all over the place, but now there are all kinds of colors, especially golden ones. The colors are so brilliant that the demons who have just returned to **** mistakenly think that angels have invaded hell.

A demon looked at the "angel" in front of him warily, and then found out that it was fake, and was powerless, "What the **** are you doing, are you playing an angel?"

"Angel" took out the mirror and took a self-obsessed photo, "I'm rehearsing in advance, so as not to fail Lord Beelzebub's assessment."

The demon is silent.

Since ancient times, there have been many brain-dead people in hell, so they really do not deceive me.

A demon with a talent for mind reading passed by him and said disdainfully, "You haven't read the notice on the gate of hell."

The newly returned demon decisively turned back to read the announcement.

Then he was stunned.

Many, many demons surrounded the notice, including fallen angels with curious eyes. You can't see the problem from the outside, but if you look at the gate of **** from the inside of hell, you will find a dense area in front of you.

The congestion at the entrance lasted for several days, and after the conditions for serving the bed were spread, there were fewer demons to visit.

At night, the blood moon shrouded the first layer of hell.

Groups of demons occasionally point at the announcement, and some meddlesome people are thinking about the candidates in hell, "If Lord Cain turns his silver hair into blond hair, it should be fine, Lord Behemoth doesn't seem to be enough Holy, a bit demonic, His Majesty probably doesn't like it..."

His words caused the surrounding demons to burst into laughter, "It's the first time I heard that Lord Bechymos is a coquettish type. If he knows, he will definitely kill you."

The guy who originally commented on King Demon shut up.

At the other end of the gate of hell, a slender white figure approached at some point.

There are no power fluctuations.

It came silently.

Due to the recent popularity of angel-style clothing in hell, such colors did not cause much surprise, and the gates of **** did not pay attention to him.

The few demons who blocked the announcement were still chattering and laughing constantly. Many low-level demons could not touch the edge of high-level demons in their entire lives, but talking about those existences at the top of the pyramid gave them a little A feeling of touching someone superior.

Just when they were happy, they suddenly heard a cold murmur in their ears, "What are the sleeping conditions?"

The speaker clearly does not know anything about hell.

The demon with two sharp horns said: "Probably His Majesty Satan came up on a whim and wanted to try something new." As he spoke, he showed a lewd smile common to male demons, and lowered his voice, "After all, Your Majesty has been abstinent for so many years , there must be a lover who warms the bed, tsk tsk."

The sharp-horned demon turned his head to look, and was suddenly shocked by the sacred-style attire, "I think you are well prepared, although the silver hair is not qualified, but the face..."

The rude voice froze, the horned demon's pupils dilated, and his brain went blank.

He couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

But he saw a pair of unprecedented golden pupils.

This glance almost froze his soul, as if revealing all his darkness to the light.

And the other party seems to be saying——

[It's really filthy. 】

During the period when the sharp-horned demon was sluggish, the white-clothed man who had read the announcement just now had left, and his companion poked his arm, "What are you in a daze for, keep talking."

The sharp-horned demon said stiffly: "Can't you see the demon just now?"

The same low-level demon said impatiently: "Isn't it just an ordinary demon, there is nothing to make a fuss about."

They are proud of their memory, but they can't remember the slightest bit of that devil.

At the same time, Lucifer, who was far away on the ninth floor of hell, opened his eyes. He sat up from the bed, his black hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes gathered strength, and he looked at the first layer of **** that gave him a bad feeling. After checking and finding nothing, Lucifer asked the dozing gate of hell, "Who was in or out of **** just now?"

Gate of Hell thought about it for a while, "There are not many, they are all ordinary demons, but one of them is wearing white clothes, and the fabric looks pretty good, I guess it cost a lot of money to buy."

Lucifer pondered, "Do you remember his appearance?"

The sound of the gates of **** is interrupted.

Can't remember.

Not only the appearance, but also the voice, breath, and things related to him have been erased.

It only remembers "white".

The sleeping hall of the Demon King was extremely quiet. Seeing that the gate of **** could not answer, Lucifer's eyes flashed with displeasure, "It's really useless, I don't even know that Seraphim has entered hell." Although he didn't feel the aura of the old acquaintance, But it must be Seraphim who can block the gates of **** and enter **** with a high-sounding appearance.

The gates of **** are so shamed that even the rocky surface is flushed red.

"Your Majesty, I still remember one thing!"

"What?"

"He went to the mortal world!"

As if asking for credit, Hell's Gate excitedly spoke out the last clue he remembered.

Lucifer was surprised, mortal?

The angel doesn't return to heaven immediately to report the matter, what to do in the mortal world, so love to play, can't it be a newly born angel? I heard that after the jihad was defeated, there were signs of Seraphim being bred in the reincarnation pool on the other side of the heaven, and even the title was decided in advance, called Charming Angel.

How many angels in this world can be called "charm"?

The information from the spies in heaven aroused interest in the heart of the Demon King. He dared to come to Hell to find out the truth just after he was born. This is indeed a good courage.

During the day, after a difficult screening, when Beelzebub presented the list of servants, the seven deadly sins who came to join in the fun all found that His Majesty the Demon King was a little lax, and his gesture of flipping through the list was also very casual, which was not the same as before. A lover's passion.

No matter what their expressions are on the surface, they are secretly happy in their hearts.

It's fine if you're not interested!

Afterwards, a low laugh that made their ears tingle broke their reverie, "What kind of lover are you looking for, go on looking like this, and forget about catching angels."

The few demons that Lucifer scanned were angel-like demons, so he was not interested in continuing to read. He threw the list to Beelzebub, "It's not difficult for you, expand the scope to the group of fallen angels, No need to pick the angel types that turn me off."

Beelzebub gritted his teeth and looked at Samuel. He agreed that His Majesty likes angels!

Samael looked back indifferently: How did I know you would make such a big fuss and create so many "angels".

As it turns out, ideal types don't necessarily match realistic choices.

Asmodeus played with his freshly dyed blond hair, staring at Lucifer's face in a daze. His Highness is his ideal type, but His Majesty is his dream lover.

For a while, Asmodeus said without opening his mouth, "Your Majesty, can I sign up?"

He immediately harvested Beelzebub's eye knife.

Lucifer seemed indifferent, but actually blocked the condition and said: "Are you a virgin? Fallen angels who are not virgins are not allowed to apply."

Asmodeus was discouraged.

Burdened by the shackles of the sex/desire of the seven deadly sins, how could he become abstinent, he lost his virginity long ago.

Ignoring Beelzebub Qiqiai's eyes as usual, Lucifer stood up and shook his sleeves gracefully. The black floor-length robe outlines a tall and straight figure. The top workmanship in **** makes the dark color luxurious. , "I'm tired of watching these demons in hell, I'll go to the mortal world, and come back to me in a few days if I have something to do."

When the other fallen angels were silent, Samuel asked sharply: "Did Your Majesty find something interesting?"

Lucifer took a step forward and disappeared out of thin air.

"Yes, it is said that she is a beauty."

The voice floating in the palace was inexplicably playful and dangerous.

If things don't satisfy him, he will destroy the Seraph who makes him feel "interesting".

Because the place where Seraphim was conceived was the chapel where Lucifer once devoted himself to praying. The holy grail filled with the water of faith was held by him personally and placed in the chapel in the eighth star sky. The chapel has never had a precedent for giving birth to Seraphim. If he is not mistaken, the newborn Seraph will have a great connection with him.

Otherwise it wouldn't be... such a coincidence.