Type Moon World, this moon is really wild

Upon hearing this, Metatron was satisfied and let him go, believing that Yinglin was begging for mercy. She proudly raised her white neck, like a victorious goose at the village entrance.

"No, you've made me look so humiliated, I have to save face."

"face?"

Neither of them knew whether this thing actually existed.

Metatron quickly added "achievements" to his record!

Punish Ort!

She suppressed Ying Lin, rode on his back, and continuously waved her pink fists to demonstrate her power!

Easily "annihilated" Goetia!

Tell me, when Yinglin fought Goetia, did he have my authority on him?

Seeing this, even his wife couldn't hold back anymore, and she lay on Yinglin with a mixture of laughter and tears, as if to say...

Our little angel is amazing, adding so many achievements to her record.

"Humph, you know how powerful I am."

Metatron was extremely pleased.

Look, the parties involved have no objections, so these many achievements must be real!

"Indeed impressive, beyond my reach."

Yinglin always likes to share his achievements with others, because he can make great contributions at any time by relying on his own strength.

Metatron loved military exploits so much, and he was happy to let her have them.

"Yes, yes, that's really amazing. With you here, we can rest easy."

Since Yinglin had said so, Madam followed suit, but her ruby-like eyes showed no sincerity, only a smile.

Metatron accepted these "compliments" without batting an eye, coughed, and said seriously.

"Actually, these are all minor matters, nothing to worry about, there's no need to make such a fuss."

"Well, the cake is ready. Do you like it?" Yinglin suddenly asked.

Looking at the dried-out chocolate cake, which recorded his life in modern society, Metatron nodded happily and said.

"I like it, but I can't bear to eat it, no matter how many times I look at it, I still can't bear to."

The archangel reached out and stroked the chocolate cake meticulously crafted by Yinglin, took a deep breath, and looked at Irisviel.

"Next, it should be your turn, right? One gift isn't enough, is it?"

"Huh?" The lady was a little puzzled, but she smiled and shook her head, saying, "No, no need, one serving is enough."

"Lin~"

Metatron quickly grabbed Yinglin's arm, placed him in the heart of the broad-minded man, and looked at him with pitiful eyes.

Anyone with eyes can see that her current mood is more about mockery.

But Yinglin understood that Metatron had another meaning behind it.

Pity for artificial humans.

Chapter 153 The Service of Angels and Homunculi

"Don't worry, everyone has some. Besides, I don't have anything else to do, so let's go."

With the factories provided by Smoke Mirror, he certainly doesn't lack chocolate.

Even if it consumes a lot of resources, I can still make some by hand to fill the gaps.

After hearing Yinglin's words, Irisviel excitedly joined in.

Metatron did it too.

Inside the cake, he not only carved out his blessings for her, but also created a scene that made the other two unable to contain themselves.

Happiness can be understood as "playing games" in the car. Don't worry too much about family destiny, which is something that humans cannot achieve.

Besides, it's not impossible.

“Metatron, you…” Irisviel blushed deeply. She hadn’t expected that Metatron would guess what they had been doing in the car.

She looks so innocent, shouldn't she? (Just kidding).

"Hmph, don't underestimate my intelligence."

Actually, Metatron was just guessing.

At first, she also thought it was unlikely, but Irisviel's reaction was so brilliant that it directly revealed her true colors.

"Don't worry, she's just guessing. How could she possibly see everything?"

Yinglin embraced the white-haired lady, which gradually improved her mood and made her breathe a sigh of relief, fearing that Metatron would find out about those embarrassing actions.

"Hey, Lin, how could you sabotage me like this? Can't you show me the omnipotence of an archangel?!"

The white-haired little angel flapped its wings, flew to the top of Yinglin's head, and without hesitation used the "Devour" skill to viciously gnaw on his hair.

"Absolutely."

What could Ying Lin say in response? He could only let her do as she pleased.

Before long, the chocolate cake for Irisviel and Yinglin was finished, and the various patterns on it were all things she liked and missed very much.

Irisviel stretched out her small, white hand and stroked the dried dolls, as if she wanted to remember them for a lifetime.

How are you feeling?

"like."

"How about I do it once a year?"

Since we're all playing with chocolate, it should be like FGO, with updates every year.

However, in the game, it's just that new Servants update the story.

His message was that everyone should be able to update, including the chocolate "gift set".

Once a year?

Mei Ran Tron exclaimed in surprise, then turned and hugged Ying Lin's neck, almost pressing his face to his eyes.

"really?"

"Of course, these things are not to be taken lightly, why would I lie to you?"

"awesome."

"Thank you." Irisviel gently brushed a few strands of white hair behind her ear and unconsciously curled them with her index finger.

This was a warmth and joy she had never experienced before.

Within that cold castle, there was almost no emotion, only the phenomenon of people striving with all their might to fulfill their family's long-cherished wish.

There wasn't even any entertainment.

Irisviel was only able to have these joys because she was with Metatron and Shadowlin.

Not good at expressing herself, she turned to look at Ying Lin, who was all smiles, and reached out her hands. For the first time in a long time, she took the initiative and gently kissed the man she loved, wanting to express her love in this way.

Metatron, standing to the side, was dumbfounded. Because Irisviel had forced her way in, she had to step back and could only watch the two kissing passionately, feeling a little annoyed.

I was here first!

After a long while, the lady, her face flushed, finally separated, revealing a crystal-clear bridge. Upon seeing it, she lowered her head shyly.

If they were alone together, it wouldn't be a problem.

However, they couldn't resist Metatron's menacing gaze from the side.

"Damn it!"

Metatron was furious and wished he could take his place.

Just then, Irisviel couldn't hold on any longer, so she quickly leaned out and kissed Yinglin from behind, as if trying to reclaim her own time.

As the wife watched this scene with a smile, a bold idea suddenly came to her mind.

Since we all get along so well, how about...

In that case, Metatron would probably be unable to speak steadily.

Yinglin and Meizhen had no idea what the seemingly most innocent-looking lady was thinking, as they were still locked in a fierce battle.

Metatron is different from ordinary girls. No matter where she is, she will try to occupy the superior position and want to show the prestige of the archangel. This makes her exert more effort each time, and naturally, she can last longer.

Therefore, completely absorbed in her work, she did not notice that Irisviel had quietly placed her arm against Yinglin's chest and was moving towards her.

"Ha~"

It had been a while, and even Metatron was starting to feel herself getting tired. Just as she was about to leave Shadowlin's embrace, she suddenly felt a small hand blocking her way.

"Ok?"

Irisviel gave Metatron no chance at all, and with a strong hug, the two of them lay in Yinglin's arms.

"Wait, you."

Metatron subconsciously assumed that Yinglin was the one who wanted to do this, and looked over with some annoyance. It wasn't until the other party showed an innocent look that she realized what was going on. She looked at the lady with a smile on her face, even a hint of pleasure, with confusion.

"Lin has been so kind to us today, so let's enjoy it together."

"what?!"

A strong sense of shame welled up within him; how could Metatron possibly accept a third row?

However, when Irisviel looked at her with pleading eyes, the angel's sorrow and pity for the androids softened her heart.

If it were a human, no matter how good the relationship was, Metatron would refuse without hesitation.

The problem is that Irisviel is truly innocent and even wants to fulfill her family's long-cherished wish, which makes Metatron feel even more sympathetic towards her.

To be honest, as an archangel, she was powerless to resist such a plea.

"Fine, let's leave it at that."

Yinglin, with her keen eyes, caught Metatron's emotions and the subtext in his words.

Surprisingly, they didn't say it wouldn't happen next time.

It seems like this is the accepted way to play from now on.

At this moment, Yinglin was very excited. He hugged their shoulders tightly with both hands, buried his face in theirs, and said.

"Now, it's my turn to say thank you!"

"Hmph." Metatron didn't respond, but proudly raised his head, as if to say, "You got off easy."

Instead of looking at Irisviel, she cast a pleading glance at Yinglin.

Because Metatron was present, Yinglin couldn't say anything directly, but he could express his affection for her by patting her head. This gesture made his wife very happy, and she closed her eyes comfortably.

I am someone who can also help Lin.

Once the atmosphere is right, what happens next is naturally something to look forward to.

Metatron seemed to agree out of politeness, but she still felt embarrassed to go first, so she immediately pushed Irisviel forward.

“No one has given you gifts before, so just go ahead, he will give you another big gift.”

At this point, she was already starting to have wild thoughts.

The so-called "great gift" is the child.

"Yes, but you'll have it too."

Chapter 154 The Cunning Wife

"W-what do you mean I would have that? Don't talk nonsense!"