"Before you make blasphemous comments about the origin of any of your colleagues, you should first call me 'sir'." Angel Lamel said coldly. It seems that she is more dissatisfied with the current chaotic situation than with her former identity being revealed.
The first angel was very repulsive. He hugged his feet tightly on the cold ground and turned his face away. "I had nightmares. I dreamed that the dead were resurrected and the living died. This is one of the most terrible disasters." He said in a low voice. "I woke up scared. Then I spoke honestly about my bad little experience. And reacted authentically. That's it. Yes. That's it! It's such a small thing! I don't understand why you are pointing fingers at me Point. Should I lie when faced with the superior’s accusation? Under order, honesty is not important?”
"That's what you think of as honesty. Yes. It doesn't matter. Like you mentioned. It doesn't matter who Holy Angel Dror and I were. Stand up. We're leaving now."
"I dont go!"
"Hishu. Stand up. Apologize. And call me 'sir'."
"Okay! I'm sorry! Sir Lamel!" The angel named Xishu stared angrily at a crack on the stone wall, as if he wanted to glue it together with his eyes. "But I'm not going to act with you! Besides, we don't have any outing plans on our schedule today. Well. Anyway, the nightmare is over. I feel much better now. If you don't have anything else, I'm going to continue Doing my job here..."
Rammel was unmoved.
"'Bai Di' Xishu. Get up. This is an order." She turned around and floated outward along the stone wall.
Xishu pursed her lips into a thin line. Stand up and follow Lamel in front of you.
"What are we going to do now?" he asked.
"You need to accept the punishment first." Lamel said without looking back, and went straight forward. She is small in stature, but has an imposing presence - something that is rare even among angels. "For your offensive behavior today."
"Why! I've already apologized -"
"That's what you think." Lameier interrupted coldly. "It won't be long. I will simplify the procedures according to the regulations, and there are conditions that meet the requirements today. After that we need to go to the Wheel of Assembly."
"What are you going to do in Jinglun?"
Xishu was very surprised. The argument was instantly forgotten. "You just said last week that the Wheel of Assembly has just been built and cannot be put into use within seven months. You also banned all angels from entering, saying that..."
"What I'm saying is: the light path has not yet stabilized. A large amount of design data was destroyed in the plague of flies. When we tried to reproduce it, we added too much imagination, and the risk of starting it rashly was unpredictable. In the entire history of Origin of Order There has never been a case of so few angels manipulating such a big roulette wheel.
Therefore, within seven months we need to conduct a large number of tests, write detailed rules of use, and distribute them to all angels, and conduct seven experiments from small to large before we can officially start using the Wheel of Set. During this process, it is necessary to make it less susceptible to energy fluctuations, so all angels are prohibited from approaching it without the order of the archangel. "
"Yes! That's right! So why go there? Did something happen that I don't know about? Did we run into some terrible trouble while I was asleep? Tell me!"
"Call me 'sir'. Otherwise the punishment will be doubled."
"Sir Lamere!! Please get to the point!!! Tell me what happened!!!!"
"We're not in trouble yet."
Lamel turned a corner and stopped gently and deftly at the top of a white marble column. She raised her head and looked at the nearly perfect upper outline of the Wheel of Assembly - it took almost all the efforts of fifty angels to build it in thirty years.
"The one in trouble now is Ezhaint Sinkardstu. We need the Gathering Wheel to summon the voice of an angel." She said calmly.
"Why? Who?" Xishu landed beside Lamel and looked at her blankly. Obviously, he didn't understand a word the other person said.
"Who is Chaint Xincades? Who is the voice of the angels that you want to call? All the angels are with us. Whoever you want to call can't I just call him-" He doubted He looked in the direction Lamel was looking, then turned to look at her face, but found nothing again. "I do not understand."
he said in frustration. "Even if someone does encounter some trouble. It won't be to the point of activating the wheel of gathering..."
Lamel turned his head and looked at him. Poker face.
"It's come to this," she said. "Chaint Xincades is very important. He is a demon duke. He is also considered a devil. We must solve this crisis for him."
Xishu opened his mouth wide.
"Why?" He rubbed his eyes vigorously and then his ears. "The sacred code tells us. The devil is our enemy.
No…no sacred code at all. Seven thousand years ago, Beelzebub, the demon of all demons, took advantage of the civil strife at the source of order to invade us, burning ten thousand sky streets and arches, and countless holy buildings - gardens, publishing houses, entertainment venues, and office towers. , the corridor, the place of light... turned into ashes. Scorched earth climbs the steps, and lava bursts out of beautiful patterns. The source of order has been greatly damaged! Of course we are hostile to them! No doubt about it! "
His tone became excited unconsciously. "The exception, of course, is Chief Dror and his Order. He joined us before that. He earned our respect. He stood by us and protected us. I will always respect him. But the other demons... …”
"There is no but." Lamel said quickly. "The Holy Angel Dror is of course an exception. But Ezhaint Sincades is even more so."
"What, sir? A demon, and the devil???"
"Yes. He is also the mentor of Angel Dror." Lamel said calmly. "Droll respects and admires him very much. He would give anything for him. Every member of the Order of the Fallen Angels would give anything for him. In fact. The Faith of the Order of the Fallen Angels is him. They call him 'True 's Holy Angel'."
"What is the Order of Fallen Angels...I am not..."
"You are, because I am," Rammel said. "When I was Leche, the water nymph, the demon Karabi Dan saved me from a terrible fate and threw me into the arms of the Order of the Fallen Angels. Of course, Karabi Dan is Dror. He is mine. Mentor. Izaint Sincades is my mentor’s mentor. The members of the Order of the Fallen Angels must now respond to the call and do everything possible to solve the dangers that Izaint Sincades has encountered. ."
"...Sir..." Xishu opened his mouth, trying to search for words in his mind.
"Inspiration." He finally remembered something and said hurriedly. "You said you responded to the call. But I didn't feel it! If all this has anything to do with me. I should be able to-"
"Of course it does matter," Lamel said. "Your 'nightmare' is inspiration."
She didn't know when she had turned around and looked at him deeply. "It was you who sensed his crisis. Therefore, you are not only relevant, but also very relevant. Now accept the punishment first."
