Having found a demon, I've decided to raise her.

Cerberus turned around, seemingly instinctively wanting to stick out his tongue to lick them, and Lucifer and Raphael quickly flew away.

I don't want to get covered in saliva.

"Woof..."

The dog was a little disappointed, but oh well, if she can't lick it, she'll lick her owner when she finds her again.

Lucifer smiled and looked at the gash that Cerberus had torn open with his claw, from which wisps of holy light energy emanated.

She glanced at Raphael and said—

"Is it almost here?"

"Yes, this should be the area directly under the jurisdiction of Heaven's Gate."

Raphael inspected the energy leak, then looked somewhat puzzled and said—

"Strange, this should be the interface to order, but it seems like the Gates of Heaven have stopped functioning..."

"What's wrong? Is there trouble?"

Lucifer noticed her hesitant expression and asked her a question.

Raphael glanced at Lucifer and said—

"This place should have been a gateway to heaven, but the door seems to be malfunctioning. If it was caused by the previous battle... I wonder why Gabriel didn't fix it in time."

He scratched his head, wondering if something had gotten in the way. But there was so much free time in Heaven, surely nothing could distract Gabriel? Maybe Michael could even help him.

Can't figure it out.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow and said—

"And now?"

"Now... we may need Cerberus to continue breaking through space. We should be able to reach Heaven by noon tomorrow."

Raphael shook his head slightly.

"I see."

Lucifer was somewhat disappointed, though it wasn't outwardly apparent, and said—

There's nothing we can do about it.

Raphael secretly observed her expression, opened his mouth, and said somewhat guiltily—

"Although, although that's usually how it's done, I can figure out how to cross back by feeling my way across. After all, as the King of Angels, I'll be guided by the coordinates of Heaven..."

Ok?

Lucifer and Cerberus both sensed something was amiss and looked at the busty angel.

What does it mean?

Does that mean you can sneak back on your own?

This inevitably reminds one of the time when Raphael wanted to take him back to Paradise. Now that he's slipped back to Paradise and Chen Ming is there, hasn't that achieved the goal he set before?

Cerberus, unable to contain himself, barked loudly—

"You really haven't given up! Trying to run away? I'll bite you!"

"No, I'm not..."

Raphael seemed to realize his suggestion was somewhat inappropriate, pursed his lips, and said—

"I was just saying..."

"..."

Lucifer, observing Raphael's cautious demeanor, closed his eyes in thought for a moment, then reopened them and spoke to the menacing Cerberus—

"Cerberus, stop fooling around. Raphael, you go over there first."

"Lucifer?"

Cerberus was surprised, and Raphael was also surprised that Lucifer would support his questionable actions.

Lucifer smiled, shook his head slightly, and grasped Raphael's hands in his own, saying—

"Please take care of him first, I'm counting on you."

“Lucifer…”

Raphael looked at the other person holding his hand, never expecting to receive such trust. Overwhelmed with emotion, he said with tears in his eyes—

"I will."

Chapter 768 Who is his bride?

Raphael felt a little unreal. She asked herself if she would take the risk of letting a woman who had betrayed her go to his side.

I don't know, maybe, but I can't help but struggle with it.

But Lucifer didn't consider it at all and directly told Raphael to take good care of him... without even mentioning bringing him back, as if it didn't matter if she took him away, as long as she took good care of him.

What a trust.

Before leaving, Raphael looked back at Lucifer one last time.

Those red eyes were so calm. Seeing Raphael turn around, Lucifer waved and said—

"Bon Voyage."

"……Um."

Raphael let out a long sigh, feeling both moved and somewhat dejected. Compared to Lucifer, what he had done was truly a failure.

We lost far too many times...

It's like the difference between a first wife and a concubine; the difference in their tolerance is too great.

Filled with shame, Raphael entered the vast void, following the guidance of Heaven, crossing alone so as not to lose her way.

The giant dog and Lucifer were left behind, watching her disappear into the holy light.

Cerberus scratched at the ground below with its large claws, making a somewhat defiant growling sound, and said—

"Lucifer, you're too kind! If it were me, I wouldn't have let her go. If she had gone there, she would have been in trouble if she had joined those birdmen in fighting us!"

It's not impossible. After all, Raphael had always wanted to take him back to Heaven to protect him, and now that his wish has come true, would he bring him back?

Lucifer smiled, gently landing on Cerberus's massive dog head, her beautiful legs crossed and propped up on her cheek as she spoke—

"Will not."

Why not?

"Because Raphael loves him more now than ever before, his own selfish desires no longer matter."

Her own selfish desires were insignificant, as long as her master husband was happy, that was enough. It sounded like a strange sense of guilt, as if she had been completely tamed.

Falling because of selfishness, and then abandoning selfishness, only to become even more depraved. It's a vicious cycle; fallen angels seem unable to turn back, only sinking deeper and deeper.

Now, Raphael would obey any word Chen Ming utters unconditionally.

They're even more obedient than dogs.

The dog tilted its head, seemingly still not quite understanding.

Lucifer patted her big head and said—

"And more than that, there are actually some things I'm more worried about, and I need Raphael to go up and keep an eye on him."

"Looking at Master? Could it be that those birdmen will attack Master? Master is in danger right now?"

Cerberus immediately bristled, lifting Lucifer's body slightly as he stared at the space overflowing with holy light, baring his fangs and snarling.

Lucifer patted her head again and said—

"Don't panic, he should be fine... but..."

Her virtuous face showed a slight hesitation.

Cerberus hurriedly asked—

"But what? What? Tell me quickly!"

Everyone dislikes two types of people: those who only say half of what they mean.

Lucifer pursed his lips and said tactfully—

"Although there's no real danger, it's possible... the angels might actually attack him... not in a physical fight..."

"What kind of attack was that?"

Cerberus was bewildered.

Lucifer simply smiled.

If we don't look for him for too long, what if he comes back on his own riding some angels...? Thinking about all the "demons and monsters" in the house, it doesn't seem impossible.

Of course, Lucifer was just thinking casually; he figured the angels couldn't all be as easily defeated as Raphael...

……

……

Michael had a dream.

I dreamt that she returned home after work, and unconsciously slowed her pace, making no sound. She slowly walked to her room, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The window was open, a gentle breeze blew through the white curtains, and warm sunlight streamed into the room.

Her gaze followed the wind, landing on the white sheets. The first thing she saw was a pair of feet—a man's feet. Then came the white blankets, forming a raised outline.

My gaze slowly moved upwards, and I saw his profile as he slept soundly on his side, his bangs slightly covering his forehead. In his arms lay a small, sleeping child, and he placed his hand on the child's back, seemingly soothing the child to sleep as well.

The child's face resembles both of them.

She walked forward involuntarily, seemingly startling him. He opened his eyes, turned back to look at her, smiled, and said—

"Honey, you're back."

"Well!"