The Entirety Of Hell Knows That Satan Has A Lover Chapter 107: Extra: Two or three things about losing the vest
Extra: Two or three things about losing the vest (6)
Mammon felt a little dizzy.
It seems that...forgot...some important thing...
What is...
When Samael rushed to the ninth floor of hell, he saw his son who had sent a distress signal sitting on the ground, covering his forehead with his hands, and seemed to be groaning in pain. No matter how mammon looks like a little devil in the world, it can't change that he is still very young, and he is very pitiful when he huddles up.
Samael's heart softened unavoidably, he stepped lightly, and walked up to him, "What happened?"
Mammon couldn't help but banged her head hard against the wall.
"Boom——"
A small hole was smashed into the wall.
The black-haired child's nails became sharp, and the devil's sharp claws scratched marks on the wall. His voice was immature, and it seemed extremely painful when he screamed, "I seem to have forgotten something! What is it, I forgot What—wrong! My memory has become blurred these days—"
"Mammon, calm down!"
Samael held his little hand in time to prevent Mammon from being scratched and injured.
Mammon didn't seem to hear at all, her eyes were red, and she muttered something like memory loss. Then the power of darkness all over his body rioted, the space distorted, and the power enough to suffocate the Demon Duke spread, forming a small storm in the palace.
If the storm expands, it will sweep through the Royal City, the base camp of the Fallen Angels! At that time, Mammon will not be able to explain why!
Samail had no choice but to slap Mammon mercilessly.
Mammon screamed and woke up immediately.
"You dare to hit me!"
“…”
Sameier's palms were itchy, and he felt an urge to swipe at his ass.
"It's all your fault for coming so late!" Mammon restrained her strength and angrily accused Samael in front of her.
But Samael is not a fallen angel who can be called around by him. Even though Mammon is equal to him and is one of the seven deadly sins, in Samael's eyes, Mammon is still a disobedient child. After coldly dealing with Mamen's anger, he turned and walked outside the palace, "Since you have nothing to do, I'll go first."
"Get out!"
Mammon angrily smashed things behind her.
Which eye of yours sees that there is nothing wrong with me, I have lost my memory, okay!
When Samuel came out of the palace, the fallen angels on the road saluted him and called out respectfully, "Your Highness Samuel."
Without an indifferent attitude towards demons, Samael nodded towards the fallen angel, and the emotions in his eyes eased a lot. The atmosphere in the royal city is very good. After Satan's careful transformation, it is like a paradise in hell. Walking on the street, he suddenly had the illusion of returning to the eighth star sky.
But, after all, not.
Stepping on the steps of the palace, Samael took the initiative to meet His Majesty.
Sitting on the throne of darkness, Lucifer still has the same demeanor, and his elegant smile can make the devil fascinated.
However, today is different from usual, he has no way to show the demeanor of a devil king, and his eyes and eyebrows are full of helpless pampering. The reason was that the little princess was sitting on his lap, and he was gently wiping her tears, coaxing her to say that the spirit of speech would definitely be useful, but the little princess's golden beans fell even worse.
Selah choked up and retorted, "Father lied!"
The reason is that her speech spirit has never taken effect on the father.
Lucifer said softly: "Serra, the gap between my strength and yours is too great. Before you grow up, the spirit of speech will not work for me." It just so happened that the chief attendant, De Moore, was not in the palace and lacked a model. Lucifer pointed to Samael who had just arrived, "Why don't you try it on your Uncle Samael, and if it works on him, you can rest assured."
Samael: "..."
It must be the wrong time for him to come.
Serra looked at Samuel with tears in his eyes, and said hesitantly, "I said, Uncle Samuel's wishes come true today."
Lucifer's face froze.
Samael's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know what was going on, Sera's words gave him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He immediately said to Lucifer: "Your Majesty! Excuse me for the official—"
No, I don't listen!
Lucifer wanted to say this, but because of the king's face, and the little princess was looking at him so eagerly, he had to fulfill Samuel's wish that "all wishes come true". With a lot of thoughts, Lucifer lazily bent his fingers and tapped the black gemstone on the armrest, "What's the matter, Samuel."
His eyes were cold, and he wrote a sentence clearly.
[If you get acquainted, get out of here. 】
Samael pretended not to see it.
"Your Majesty, Beria and Leviathan are both lazy, Beelzebub is on vacation, Asmodeus is obsessed with raising roses, and I am the only one working in the Seven Deadly Sins, but I really have limited energy, and Mammon has alienated me a lot due to time issues, so I ask Your Majesty to preside over the overall situation of hell."
"Okay."
Lucifer smiled calmly, and the air pressure in the palace continued to drop.
Samael said again: "Your Majesty, Mamen offended you just now, and I will take him to apologize to you."
Sila watched them talking in a daze, and when she heard the name of "Mammon", she immediately tore her father's clothes.
Lucifer comforted his daughter, "It's okay."
Selah instinctively felt that this sentence was a bit fake, so she turned her head and asked, "Uncle Samuel, what happened to Mamen?"
Samael replied: "He lost part of his memory."
Sera stared round her pair of clear black pupils.
What!
After receiving a few promises from Lucifer, Samuel smiled coldly and praised the little princess: "His Royal Highness Sera is extraordinary, I feel that today's luck will be very good." Such a sentence came true The ability of "wish", if it is not that His Majesty is fooling the little princess, it is that the little princess has mastered the big prophecy.
Selah said: "Uncle Samuel, you ask the father, what memory did the father delete Mammon."
Samael secretly said: Your Majesty, I am not to blame for this.
According to the request of the little princess, Samuel asked Lucifer this sentence, and Lucifer half-truthfully said: "No memory is deleted, it's just that kid bullied Sera, I went to see him .In order to prevent him from saying bad things about Sierra, I simply deleted his memory."
Samael got it.
Your Majesty is still fooling the little princess.
Just accept it when you see it, Samuel resolutely bowed and resigned. As for how His Royal Highness Sera will ask His Majesty, he believes that His Majesty can definitely solve it with His Majesty's ability.
In the palace, Lucifer shook his head with a smile, "Samael actually came to trick me for mammon."
Selah said angrily: "Father, return the memory to Mammon."
Lucifer flicked Sera's forehead with his fingertips, and did not agree with her words, "I am doing it for your own good."
Sierra was confused.
Because she was worried about Mammon's situation, Sera jumped out of Lucifer's arms and ran outside the palace not long after.
Lucifer murmured: "I am not as good as Mammon."
Yahweh came out from the apse, not surprised, "Serah has only one friend, mammon."
Lucifer smiled and said, "You mean to let us have another one, let Sera have younger brothers and sisters, can we play together?" As soon as he said that, the silver-haired beauty covered in brilliance in the palace glanced at him, His lips parted slightly, and a cool and majestic voice came out from his mouth.
"Lucy, I don't mind giving you a purification technique to make your mind clean."
"Okay, I won't say..."
Lucifer's right hand propped his cheek, admiring the unique divine demeanor of his queen.
On the other side, Sera saw a sulking little friend.
She was afraid that Mamen would ignore her, so she told what happened in the palace. When Mamen heard this, she was surprised and said, "Samael went to find His Majesty for me?"
Selah whispered, "You should call Uncle Samael your father."
Mammon turned her head and faced the wall.
Serra cheered up, and said boastfully: "Father said that my magic words are useful, I can try to help you retrieve your memory."
Mammon's shoulders trembled, and she suddenly looked at her.
"Speaking spirit?"
His expression became terrified, as if he suddenly understood something, and wanted to bite off his own tongue.
As if in a hallucination, Mammon heard someone chuckle in his ear, and the pain went to the bone.
【Ah, I guessed it again. 】
Mammon Petrochemical.
Selah poked Mammon's cheek, "What's the matter, you look like the sky is falling apart?"
Mammon held Sera's paw haggardly, and said seriously: "Don't say the word 'word spirit' in front of anyone from now on!"
Selah blinked, "You mean the same as my father."
Mammon lowers his shoulders, can it be different? Everyone is hiding this matter, but you just revealed it.
"I'll tell you a secret—" Sera leaned on Mammon's poor little shoulders, "Aren't there two tall and big trees in the garden we often go to? Eat, although the fruit of a tree can prolong life, and the fruit of a tree can open wisdom, but there is something in it that promotes fertility.”
Mamen was stunned.
Two trees, life and wisdom? Isn't this the Garden of Eden!
Mammon immediately pulled Sera up, "Let's go again!" Sera followed him into the palace with a puzzled expression.
But when they were about to reach the palace, Mammon said stiffly: "Sera, I'm afraid of your father."
Sierra clapped her shoulders, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
Satan has long since disappeared from the hall, and the chief attendant, De Moore, is also absent. The palace is quiet, luxurious and mysterious. Sera said with no surprise: "My father must have gone with my father, so I can't disturb them at this time."
Opening the passage in the wall, Sera and Mamen walked inside.
There is light at the end.
The little beast sensed their arrival, and ran over in the garden, ready to pounce.
Mammon was not in the mood to tease the little animals, so she came to the gate of the Garden of Eden with a serious face, and tried her best to look outside. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but he seemed to see the pure white palaces in the distance, and the buildings of heaven appeared and disappeared under the cover of the woods.
A red-haired angel appeared in sight, with white clothes and red hair, mixed with flame-like enthusiasm.
When he saw Mammon standing at the door, a smile appeared on his face.
Mammon knew that he was not happy about his coming, but that he was here, and Sera would come too.
Mammon stuck on the barrier and asked, "Angel?"
Michael was surprised.
It was difficult to communicate through the barrier, so Michael squatted down and mouthed: [How did you find out? 】
Mammon raised her head in disdain, "It's so obvious that only that idiot Sierra can't notice it." He didn't admit that he had ignored it before.
Michael's gaze falls behind Mammon, where Sela is playing.
It's so cute.
Mammon cautiously stopped making a sound, and said tentatively: 【She is a goddess, do you see that she is rude? 】
Michael raised an eyebrow at him.
【Have fun, there are some things that you kids don't want to worry about. 】
He ignored Mammon's question, looked at Sera gently, and left the Garden of Eden not long after.
It wasn't until the jihad broke out that Mammon knew the true identity of this red-haired young man—Michael, the second Archangel of Heaven. At that time, he was already a veritable greed of the seven deadly sins, and he was sitting in the army of demons. When he saw Michael, he could only curse inwardly: "God is already with Satan, what kind of jihad is there!"
Secrets are secrets.
Because those who know don't dare to tell, and those who don't know can't guess.
Mammon is now the former, but wishing to be the latter, he found himself having a more terrifying guess.
Being able to take my daughter to play in heaven is really not—
God himself?
It is said that God's true face is shrouded in holy light, and no one has seen it. God hates darkness and created the world, but never blesses hell.
Mammon felt that she must be worrying too much.