Rabbit sage and masked nobleman.

"... have you become Belzebule's wife?

Well, I guess it's better than Aprodita becoming your wife, and now I can't get a little bit out on Lucifer.

I'm just sorry you got here, Moon Reading.

"No, the sister of Tianzhao has asked you to take the place of her brother, Susano, who has gone missing.

Don't worry, I'm using it to help you.

Go ahead, if I can help you. "

If the angel of the wind and the beautiful male god of the moon of the other kingdom in the east exchanged such words, the young god opens his mouth as if he were actually bored, looking like a boy accompanied to "protect" the male god of the moon on the side.

"The corner, the moonlight reader, borrowed my (servant's) rabbit, and the angel of the wind instigated the goddess, but it didn't make sense."

In a narrative that contained only a little incitement, the god in the boy's appearance showed his octagonal teeth and laughed at his winged back standing next to the moon reading.

"You are rude to the angel of the wind."

The god of the boy, known as the Shawna Ancient God, is glorified by the moonlight, but is not evil by the winged exotic "heavenly use" of "conducting the wind".

Even though I am sorry that the moonlight reading is in a bad mood because he has been attached to this side of the world with his friend God and the new earth who has entrusted him with the recent creation of a kingdom.

And, most of all, what is behind it is that, to tell the truth, I accept it from my sister so that I can keep a close eye on your use of the exotic wind.

- He is also the user of various knowledge and information in his world, but "love", he said there are colors and aspects, so I asked him to read the moon.

- The moon reading is innocent and the core is certain, but in a place where it doesn't have to be certain, if the Angel of the Wind makes me...

Half-jokingly, the sister-in-law of the beautiful moon goddess, the one who had a small name in the words of the red-haired day goddess, was half-hearted and obeyed.

And as far as the Shaw-named Ancient God is concerned, surely some angel of the wind is in close touch with the moon reading.

"... Am I the" angel "of Osama who presides over that volcano and the soil?.

You look more obnoxious and stronger than your grandfather's goddess, who made you his daughter-in-law. "

Intuitively, "in the same role as myself," I realized that that big brown angel was monitoring a different god who welcomed the goddess to his wife.

And as he imitates Uriel, who is watching, Shaw-named Ancient God breaks in between the moonlight and the angel of the wind, and causes him to distance himself.

"Shaw-name Guna God, the gender of these angels is not clearly determined as in our world, so let's not say that..."

The long dark hair of pitch black rocked, the golden eyes like the light of the moon turned to the Shawname Ancient Na God. Moon reading cautions, but the angel of the wind laughed ahhhhhhhh at this.

"No, as far as Uriel is concerned, as the Temple of Kounaga Na puts it, isn't it okay for an Osama angel?.

When I represent myself in front of people, if I were an angel of a woman, that would make me stop laughing as my best friend. "

Wind angels quickly pick up and use information purchased by their friends.

And the angel of the wind played a long finger with a pussy.

Instead of working for Susano, he was limited to dealing with the "secret art of the east that deflected the course of time" he had deposited from the goddess of day.

"Well, it's time to carve the limit.

I'm here all the time, and I have to stay connected to you in order to be deluded.

It's a real shame, but it's goodbye, monthly reading.

The prospect didn't come as a coincidence, but doing what you were asked to do was done with your help. "

The angel of the wind stares straight at the exotic god of beauty, as though there is no such thing as the lesser namesake Kuna God between himself and the moon reading.

"Perhaps you knew from the beginning that the woman who became the goddess would not ride at your instigation?

To the moonlight words, the angel of the wind circles his eyes as if he had been poked in the void, then smiles pitifully.

This was enough to surprise two gods in the other world.

- I would like to ask the gods of the East world to help me create a place for a being without a "place" in the world where I live.

That being said, even when confronted by the gods of the armed and powerful eastern world, he raised the edge of his mouth niggly and laughed unfaithfully, a servant of the other world.

I don't know what such a presence would make of this look right now.

"Even if the prospects are successful, the results may just have been stretched."

[... there's something I need you to look into, you know, Belzebule, my doubts, and you know Uriel's role.]

I could not refuse the request of an angel with empty eyes that God loves me more than any other being.

Because the angel of the wind himself wanted to look into it and see it, as the master of knowledge and information.

However, if we look at the information we have gathered from different worlds and the history of those living in the "paradise" where Lucifer guides, the angel of "knowledge" is confused by the consequences of "it".

"What would it be if the" love "that is being poured and given is a form of" love "that the receiving side doesn't want at all?"

So the angel of the wind murmured, and spread the great wings of his back, and disappeared from the place without saying goodbye to the two gods of the other kingdom, and went back to paradise.

Although Gabrielle gave me the name of the Angel of the Wind, the time had gone by, knowing his name would not meet him in person.

The husband, by being asked by Master Lucifer to consult him, is already written in the "history" of man with a presence that fully supports the angel of the stars by the man of paradise.

And that's how my best friend Gabriel taught me that the existence that supports the angels of the stars - mostly attracted to Lucifer's brilliance and volunteered herself - was just exhaling my inspiration.

- Actually, in relation to that, there were also goddesses of different worlds who were impending marriage to Lord Belseble.

Later, Gabrielle told me about it, and now I was exhaling a breath of surprise (which didn't sound like a voice) from my emotions.

When the angel of the stars wants to talk to her husband confidentially, so that I never get lonely, beautiful and gentle angels come to visit me from time to time.

- What, Lord Belseble is so trusted that if he became his wife, he would not hesitate to be a "belly-hearted wife," because he has a stomach to approach the lucifer he admires.

- Oh, that's what you're talking about.

And, as a matter of course, if Uriel explains to me that he's stuck with Gabriel and he's coming, I'm perfectly comfortable with that.

Sure, there are so many different things about what people call marriage and "marriage of gods," and although I am also your husband's wife, it feels like a guarantee of a place as "wife of god," not like home.

However, I can clearly say that I love my husband, who tries so hard to support the angel of the stars, if he loves me or not.

And I do trust Belzebule's wife, so I have seen the angel of the stars up close a few times.

- Hey, so you're saying that angels can't get married, even if they love you?.

- Also, that's an abrupt question...

Gabrielle rounds her fresh green eyes to my question.

- 'Cause if you like star angels and you want to be on your side, that's not your husband's wife, but the star's - why don't you be Lucifer's "wife"? Well, you're a goddess, aren't you?

Then, I remember the scenery of Lucifer, the angel of the stars, who could be seen up close by being Belzebule's wife.

Blonde hair similar to Gabrielle's, but not long hair, eyes clear and sunny sky colors, a pristine still boy to say.

Maybe the angel doesn't have a gender, but he was a beautiful angel in a different way than Gabriel's beauty, looking like only a "man" when it comes to men and women.

[... Good, if you were to be the wife of Belseble, then I'm sure God created you and it made sense that you were born.

Gabriel, who was kind to it, was very kind to you while you were in paradise as a person]

Yes, I remember you calling me once.

I also remembered my husband saying this so that I could be caught.

"He is more loved by God than any other being."

- Lucifer is loved by God the Father more than any other being.

The words of my husband I remembered and those of Gabriel echoed my ears and head at the same time.

I do know that the angels of the stars are overwhelmingly loved by "God".

But the sound of "loved" to me didn't sound distorted (snoring) at this time.

- Angels imitated the symbols and characteristics of nature to people in order to make them more receptive is the foundation.

Gabrielle smiles gently and tells me so.

- So there's no gender, there's no need to overlap your skin and leave offspring behind, so the very thing of a marriage where you take a vow of companionship is not borderline with an angel.

I guess it's my fault, just the loneliness seems to melt in a gentle, beautiful smile as well.

- It's just that even if angels don't have a marriage, I love people's kids because they're cute.

- Well, it's enough to make Gabriel Jr., a healing miracle in the world of men, look like a child of men. Plus he's chick-shaped Gabriel, so he's cute.

Gabrielle tells me to switch stories, and Urielle keeps talking like it's swell.

- What, that, you mean little Gabriel?. I want to see it sooo bad!.

I rode it too.

- Simply, you just made me young...

That's what Gabrielle called me, "Little Gabrielle," a cute young looking angel that people call the magic of healing miracles.

- Oh, no, Gabrielle's tiny!, really cute, really angel!.

- I'm an angel.

- Angel.

Then I laughed with a goddess and an angel, and while I gave a joyous voice to the cuteness of "young Gabrielle," I panned (softly) on my chest, a question that lingered.

If you put that in your mouth, smile like trouble in front of me, a beautiful and gentle angel will surely find it troubling.

"No matter how much God loved you, if the way you love him is that the love he pours is something he doesn't want for the receptacle he receives, what should the angel of the stars do?"

In the end, I never got the chance to hear the beloved word and discuss the part I felt distorted with Gabrielle by poking around.

Maybe the gentle beautiful angel noticed somewhere in her heart and carried the same question.

But I can also imagine how terrible it must be for God, the Father, to get out of his mouth.

If the angel of the stars - Lucifer himself had doubts about that "love," and even if he was worried, he wouldn't even get Gabriel to consult him unless he could bring him in.

I went even longer than the angel of the stars was worried about the angel of the gentle beautiful water.

Eventually, around the angels of beautiful and shining stars, the gods of the other world, headed by their husbands, gathered attracted by their divinity.

The gathered gods of the other world are described by those who live in "paradise" led by the angels of the stars as "beings who support angels" - beings who were gods are described as "one of the angels" who support Lucifer.

When such recognition spread to people and became a rock, that woman "goddess of the earth" suddenly appeared in the world.

Like me and Gabrielle and others, I was created from God and was to show up in paradise with red hair and eyes, taking over the role of guiding the place where the angels of the stars had diligently led me.

- Belzebule, will you fall with me?

Dear Angel of the Stars - Lucifer takes the "Drawn Sword" and tells her husband that it is "then" and I follow its great currents.

However, together with the angels of the stars, other deities of different worlds were also about to ask the couple what they really wanted to ask before their husband listed the name "Fallen Heaven".

[… BELZEBLE, once this "prospectus" begins, the results will in any way. Perhaps even the presence of angels and gods, including me, will have to spend some distracting time alone. So......]

That said, with a beautiful face that I saw for the first time "I lost confidence", I was asked by the angel of the stars to proceed with the "last encounter" time compared to me and my husband.

But I spent more time talking about me and my husband than talking about love.

- How could Lucifer not consult a word with Gabriel, whom she admired, before this happened?.

I am ready to go out with my husband to fallen heaven and become a "goddess of vengeance" all over the cause and effect of men.

I'm sure that if Lucifer and the others lost the battle of sacrifice, which is all about pain and fear, to relieve people of inconvenient anxiety, I would bear it again.

But then, more than that, I couldn't help but notice my kind and beautiful best friend, who would no longer be able to see me for close to eternity.

Whichever wins or loses in the feud that starts now, I'm sure that's hard on me, considering that that kind, beautiful angel would be hurt by something that wasn't "consulted" by the time this happened.

Many times I have seen the star angel and Gabriel together on a journey to accompany my husband to paradise.

Long before this happens, when the angel of the stars has a consultation with her husband,

- I have business with Eliphas, the wife of Lord Belseble.

With that said, together, Gabrielle sometimes came to this husband's abode, to the mansion at the height of the west, which would be a different realm, with the angel of the stars.

Because at that time, indeed, the angel of the stars looked really happy, smiling.

Gabriel may be under the umbrella of the angel of the stars, but his calm appearance was as if the angel of water, called man, was his brother, and the angel of the stars looked like his brother.

- Dear Lucifer... For the Lord, Lord Gabriel is a dear compatriot, not a "best friend".

Instead of being able to arrange words with each other, in this one of my husband's words, I feel like I've figured out the relationship between Lucifer and Gabriel.

Though it's going to happen, I'm not convinced that "I" know my heart and Gabriel felt like my brother and cared about Master Lucifer.

And knowing I'm not convinced, my husband speaks even more slowly.

- Assuming Lord Gabriel asks my Lord to come with us on this path.

Yes, my wise husband must have known.

Gabrielle noticed and was noticing that she had doubts.

A sweet beautiful angel told me something was wrong, but I had no position or power to tell you from myself, and I've been, and always have been, waiting for Master Lucifer to rely on me.

Maybe Gabriel is still waiting.

If Master Lucifer must have counted on you, join him in this battle on this side, and the fallen angel of water holds a beautiful thin sword of love.

- The first of its existence in the battlefield, that, by the angel who is always beside it, Lord Gabriel will be erased.

As if looking at my heart, my husband was gentle and harsh, "a fact that would follow my words," he said out.

Strangely and easily, a large, brown-skinned angel, always on the side of an angel of water, like a scorched earth, clarity floats through my best friend's chest with a large sword, as her husband says.

That is as the earth receives water.

Keeping it pierced, the earth angel floats his pierced sad face and hugs the fallen water angel.

- The Lord did not consult with Lord Gabriel at all because he expected so much.

The water that falls from heaven "returns" is "dirt."

Quiet, strictly so told, I lost the next word to put out.

At that time, a slight sense of "not falling into my heart" arises in me.

Um, if you have a fierce, constantly looking up into heaven with empty eyes, do you seem to notice "those feelings"?.

I always looked at where Gabriel and Uriel were together, so I noticed the seemingly solid and delicate relationship between those two beings.

I also know that its "kindness", which did not invite Gabriel, is in the angel of that star, taking into account the unrivalled connection between the angel of water and the angel of earth.

But did Lucifer "know" about Uriel, regardless of Gabriel, enough to notice the connection?

I think Uriel was either pale in his angel role and only in front of Gabriel and me, to the extent that he showed weird restraint.

If something else has taught Lucifer to connect Gabriel to Uriel, who is my best friend, I have no idea what to consider.

Then, if I had been there, I would have thought I was very "cunning" at the presence I taught.

Because if you've been taught that, Master Lucifer, who is willing to think of someone important, will never talk to Gabriel or anything like that.

And if you had created a connection like a key that had to open your mind to "friends," it would make you feel "betrayed" not to talk.

- I'm sure that, too, would hurt Gabriel, so the Lord didn't try to be a "friend".

That's what my husband tells me as he sees through my mind again.

- But even if the angel of the stars... kept Lucifer from thinking he was a friend, Gabriel really is! Master Lucifer.

Because my best friend was trying to be really sweet and merciful of all the beings I really cared about.

Only that feeling, because I want you to know.

Good luck, because Gabrielle was making an effort to think about making the heavy baggage Lucifer was carrying a little easier.

I know how arrogant it is to think that all your efforts will be rewarded.

- I don't know, my wife, because I only see the "results", so I don't know about the view that those who strive seem to have lost them.

Once upon a time, my husband turned the words he put out to those who really cared about me, and then he held me tight.

- Eliphas is cunning, you might think.

- Yes, I think.

He's always a husband with a cane and a bent back, but his head is taller than mine and his body is successful.

But because the lives of the people who live in the land they reign in want of a "kind king," they put on the "mask" of a good father and played it for a long time.

One day it was stripped of its mask by an angel with the power of a star that illuminated everything.

In front of that angel, he wasn't just a gentle, smart king, he got better.

"My lord" is so tough.

I was not asked to take responsibility for my position by the power I possessed, I was just asked to speak as a belsemble.

I made a "best friend" to one king in a high place.

However, the wider the angels, the more certain the management of the Paradise is that time has progressed and entrusted to them, the more gradually the visible "glow" begins to fade.

The decisive event is "unforgivable." When Lucifer first asked God the Father to lighten the punishment of a being who is trying so hard to atone for sin.

What do you know about sin and punishment when you're on my side and you're just there?

I'm showered with cold words that freeze, and then the goddess of red hair and eyes comes and mocks the angel of the stars.

- God loves me.

[Belzebule, am I really "loved"?

And until now, I wonder, what was it that you were giving and receiving]

I wanted to redeem my sins diligently and save whatever existence I just thought I didn't have to be punished anymore.

And I always wanted to create a place for my brother, who could not shine well because he was inhibited by the "star" of himself.

To the wise king of the other kingdom, nestled like his own shadow, the angel rose up, lurking in brilliance and gripping the pattern of the sword.

[Will you fall together?

With my brilliance.

- As Eliphas thinks of Lord Gabriel as his best friend, I also think of the Lord.

- Yes, I know, sir.

I know that my husband has spoken to Lucifer many times when my best friend and I are talking together.

The fact that Lucifer broke his heart and tried so hard to avoid a certain situation.

And as a "last resort," this happened.

- Me and Eliphas, don't fail to make an effort, don't be really attracted to the kind ones.

I smiled at the words I was told, slightly weakened by the power of being held together.

- That's really right, sir.

I don't know and don't know what a couple is, either in the world of men or in the world of God.

However, there was certainly a common connection between my relationship with God's companion, Belzebule, who wanted to support a presence that did not fail to be gentle.

Is this connection the king's "love" that was lonely with me?

- I don't suppose I'll ever see Eliphas again in my position as such a "god".

- Even if my role has once again become a goddess for sacrifice, if you and my husband want to support me, I'm sure it won't change, and they're the same people.

I don't know what the outcome will be, but make sure the situation is a little better than it is now.

I want to be able to help those people, not forgetting the tenderness, even in situations that I can't seem to do anything about.

Even though it is said [to be the power of Satan's deception] because it was branded Fallen Heaven.

- Well, goodbye, my wife.

Slowly release the body that was holding me.

-... your husband fights Gabriel?.

- Oh, probably.

To fight with Lucifer, the husband stretches out the white and powerful wings that appear on his back in order to accept what he describes as an "angel" in his history.

- If I am beside Lord... Lucifer, it is Lord Gabriel who will be beside the new (top) long-lasting Mikael.

- Gabriel would be able to do any assistant.

When I hear you fight, I don't feel like I want either of you to "win".

I slowly closed my eyes as my wings felt the wings winging and the wind.

With his eyes closed, he feels the time passing like turbulence, and the signs of the "gods" disappear, feeling that his presence is brought back into the world of men.

I keep standing where I broke up with my husband, and the "people who live in paradise" come to the place where the "house of Belzebule, the Chancellor of the Devil" is located.

As the woman who thus became "wife of the devil," she was killed by man, with sin and punishment without form or certainty.

In a world where the goddess is supposed to rule, "Born Again, Kill" I repeat continuously until the "Traveler" appears.

Whenever my life was interrupted with pain, I mocked the world ruled by the new goddess of the earth.

Even though it does not deprive you of the place and time of my loved ones, nor does that place and time come to you.

Eventually, when the traveler appeared and the world settled slightly, "less often than not," he reunited with his husband through the "door" in the picture book.

Thus, even in an era said to have settled in the world of man, "the inconvenience of the world of man", he repeated that when he was born to man, he would be killed.

In a contract with a "traveler", the husband retains his presence in the world of men "in a picture book" without the influence of times or perceptions.

Four lives, including mine, became "keys", and travelers built "tricks" that allowed my husband to go out into people's worlds.

- "The Chancellor of Hell" tells "The Four Angels." History "says he's finally fallen in heaven. Respectfully.

- Belzebub. - No, Lord Belzebub has a history equal to Lucifer.

- Well, thanks to that demon prime minister, Lord Belzebub, we were able to engrave the names of the "bearer" angels on people.

That said, the traveler went west.

Maintaining a presence in a picture book, this method can be conversational, but the time to see each other is endless.

In addition, every time I go back out of a picture book in the role of sacrifice, my consciousness and memory are added once more.

The letters printed in ink on the paper were like washed away, and I was talking to my husband reading the "letter trail" that came up inside every time I went back to the picture book.

Thus, I was reborn as a "sacrificial man" to the daughter of a village church house and met Julian Zaheto.

Kiza, but you're so sweet, don't give up that you don't have the power, and you pave the way with what you can do on your own.

- Me and my husband loved being "a gentle endeavor not to fail".

So before him like that, I wanted to give him time for forgiveness because it doesn't matter if he thinks it's a dream, even for a moment.

I wanted to teach him that the effort he has made is rewarding, manifesting itself now in the figure of "Eliphas" he loved.

But "I, in prayer alone - I do not want to forgive or help, even those who do not redeem themselves without effort! However, because I uttered a word that could be called" forbidden ", I am likely to be unable to maintain my existence at once.

Julian, I'm sorry.

When I nearly forced myself back to "Page 1 of the Picture Book," the darkness dawned.

[... don't push me, my wife]

In the moment I thought, sir!?, I was held by my husband, who was only "the figure of the shadow" as Uriel once held me.

[Sounds like you've been impotent..., but you remind me of all of them]

I realize in those words that I could not remember before trying to "embody Eliphas before Julian" in this way.

Why, if Julian liked it so much, it was because my husband and I had a "kind, hard-working heart" that we loved and wouldn't stop.

On Julian's side sleeping to be held by the darkness, I am lowered the body that was held by my husband.

[From Lord Uriel, I'm sorry I didn't succeed.]

My husband laughs just a little flirtatious, so I can tell he's reading my mind.

If I put my foot on the floor thinking I missed a lot, the fine chain of "just prayer" was still tangled with me.

My husband, who is only a silhouette, has a long arm and has laid a layer of those fine chains that wrap around me.

[... It seems that Uriel was born in the world with vessels to go out into the world of men.

There's no Hell's Watch, so near that picture book, if it's about a shadow in the dark night, I can come to my wife playing "Fire Games"]

I have only a few doubts about the shadow that you said so lightly.

I'm pretty sure he's my husband... but could he have said something so shattered?

The feeling, too, my husband must have read it to me, the edge of the silhouette's mouth rising ni.

[As a matter of fact, the next time the vessel is called the "obedience" of a man.

Something called the role pattern "sir," and I had a slight influence.

Besides, sometimes it reminds me of Eliphas when I'm called my husband.

So I have to be "sir"...... and if I thought that the husband in the vessel is interesting inside......]

"Sir" is full, and I don't know which husband, "sir".

When I said that, so did "sir," I laughed.

Perhaps the shadow of a star that has become a "Hell's Monarch" as the Chancellor of Hell - the silhouette is stretching out without his husband wearing a mask.

My arms stretched out from the tall silhouette, stroking my head away, please briefly tell me how I've been.

[I, too, had light contact with what people call the battle of peace and the "vessel" that was inhibited by the descendants of the traveler, and apparently if I had the opportunity to use the "key" in this world, I would appear]

The key is for me to be born in this world as a "sacrifice" and activated as a forbidden art, along with the lives of four people, including me.

In that case, it will be possible for my husband to have flesh in this world and make progress in finding my master.

[It's just, you're gonna look like a person, you're gonna taste the pain]

I was glad to hear that even the shadows cared for me.

Never mind, sir.

Otherwise, in this "era", my husband can't embody it, and the kind of "magic" that people like us call "magic" seems to be a world that will never be able to remain in this world.

[Right, I can handle magic - rather than a lot fewer people involved]

In words of surprise to my husband, I can remember my "roots", so that I can also recall the course of history that previous people have written about if they have been involved.

Until now, I had been able to react to something more like the habit of a person who felt like a stained habit (something like a little villain appearing after a big fight) than to the memory of a "man's business".

Now I know what happened hundreds of years ago, when I was involved as a sacrifice, and how people were doing.

If you mean "recently," Selisanceum, the previous king's reason for having to be "foolish", was also involved as a "sacrifice".

But for now, it's more about the future than it has been in the past. My husband laughed at me.

[The traveler's life was interrupted, and he also expected to talk to me in exchange for "after you and the goddess disappeared."]

I snorted at your husband's words, too.

If you see the flow this way, if you don't do the way the traveler took it, there is no reason for people to know because the previous things from "what happened to the angel of the stars" are hardly engraved in history as authentic history.

Even if I knew, most of them have been cleaned up by saving a lot of effort at the convenience of people, like a "gaga story" directed at children.

So "forbidden art like sacrificing people's lives" has been cleaned up the same way, and no one really takes what they used to say and does it.

"I don't really want to take it."

You don't take your story "true," but people forgive you for staying as a picture book.

If, for example, the content portrayed there is unreasonable, unreasonable, and even if it seems silly, "we have no real harm to ourselves," then take the frying feet where we see people's tolerance as virtue.]

Little cunning thing, my husband laughed like that and then compared me to - sleeping Julian.

[... So, my wife. "Now", save your strength for this gentle and unwilling redeemer, even if you cannot do so.

If I could regain my strength so far, the rest depends on the vessel.

And because it's bad for vessels, but it's wrapped around people's "negative" causes, maybe I can stay in this world.

"Sir" is trying so hard not to get involved...]

When I said I was slightly sorry, I finally realized that Eliphas might show up again before Julian.

As a "person" before Julian again, do I show up?.

- Even my family, be my eternal lover.

[It might just be a good time to spend the night together like you don't want the night to dawn.

But what this man, and Eliphas, wants, is nothing like that.]

Both my feelings and Julian's feelings, if you were once a god, draw them away, and now gently stroke my head with the hands of only a shadow body, those hands stopping unexpectedly.

[Besides, after all that time the world doesn't want me to dawn, I'm also going to let go of the hope that I strongly hoped and wanted, as long as I have that other person.

But that's no good.

You want this person to survive as a person until Eliphas' minute?

My husband's words are hidden as if he had spent such a "night".

- I don't regret it, but I do.

Because I have spent such time, my husband is not in the position of "demon prime minister", but because there was a "crazy person", do you have an understanding of fire play?

With that in mind, I can only snort honestly.

However, I raised my head by remembering my key condition and the "last time" - when I was "killed" and nodding.

[Don't worry, maybe there's a lightning of life as a person to be involved in that much, not in your lover]

As I look up at the shadows, my movement stops again.

[Rest assured, it normally means end of life.

I've had a lot of hard work days since I lost "Eliphas".

My lord, as the word goes, it's like devoting the rest of your life to redemption.]

Around her husband's silhouette is the spirit of a nightmare that taught me "decades and this human being has been tormented by" nightmares, and we only need ourselves ".

Does that mean "Eliphas" is shrinking Julian's life?

I, when asked to confirm, have only a few moments free and my husband's silhouette lips open.

Remembering Eliphas is certainly accompanied by guilt and hard work.

But even if it was connected to the burden, the effort, and the shrinking of life.

Julian won't regret it, and he won't do anything to forget his lover.

"Eliphas" and I have no regrets about what we met.

Of course, I have regrets for not being able to help my lover.]

My husband is so faintly explained that I diligently ponder the meaning of the word.

[Even if it's the worst, take care of the fact that you're not prepared to regret it.]

That's the opposite of what I was told earlier.

I regret it, but I don't regret it.

[Oh, my inverse analogy earlier, you may have]

Originally, he was also knowledgeable.

However, this gentle and persuasive way of speaking was still something my previous husband did not have, and I found it only slightly strange.

While away from me, my husband's "residence" may have had some "influence" on the picture books.

It seems to me that even though people are fighting, if they are seeing the flow of the calendar of levelling the tilted country, it is nothing.

[... If I had any great regrets, I wouldn't have been able to become a family with Eliphas.

I wonder if memories of love, even if they didn't accomplish it, would be good.

Besides, if it's a relationship you're going to build now anyway, a mild old age like a normal person - it might not be possible if you were operating a mercenary.

But somewhere, I wonder if we can meet as people's children and connect with this Julian like family.]

I didn't even say this before.

But I react to the word "family."

Because Julian was somewhere in a "blood connected family" cell.

[Well, do we restrain ourselves to the connection of blood?]

My husband reads that mind, panicked, and suppresses my licence, even though I didn't even speak.

This was leaked even though maybe Julian was the only one to me - the truth is, I didn't mean to tell anyone "inferiority".

Even though Julian never finds out, the feeling of "sorry" still boils down.

[Even if you look at the "family" my vessel is looking after right now, I wonder if your lover could say that]

There was sharpness in the voice that spoke of "family" and influenced my husband in it - maybe I'm still giving it, I felt like I caught a glimpse of it.

He said that he had come into contact with a being that would be a "vessel", so did he have the influence of his mind?

If I had thought about it, the edge of my husband's mouth was nibbled up.

[It's my wife. But now I don't see any results for the blood clan there.

In the meantime, let's get back to it]

Even so, my husband has already been able to make a mild prediction about the outcome, but I saw it.

Just like Julian and Eliphas, the vessel and its Lord wished only a little "pitiful" goddess that it would not come to an end, as they called it a "tragedy".

[... In the meantime, even if this Julian Zaheto encounters you born as a "sacrifice," he will not be present when you die as a "sacrifice," and I feel sorry for him.

Wouldn't that convince you?]

Yeah, yeah, that's all I'm worried about.

The only thing I want right now is for someone who is irritated by nightmares and still ready to cut his life to thinking of his beloved lover not to suffer any more.

Because a kind man, even if he is not his lover, must be heartbroken if he sees a way of dying bearing the sacrificial statute.

[Well, then, when you return to the sacrifice, you disappear as a picture book from before this man...]

It will give you grief, but Julian still has a "purpose to live" to do, so you will feed it and work hard until I can meet you as a person.

[Other than the peace of the country, did this man have a purpose?]

Yeah, that said, my husband didn't know about the "retrieval" of guns.

I told Silhouette's husband the upside to this point with Julian since we broke up.

My husband can still see how silhouettes make me feel more about "benefactors" than guns.

But don't ask me about Julian's benefactor.

With regard to the collection of guns, by the end of the conversation, the night had passed and it was perhaps time for the sun to rise.

A weapon that can be used by the "kinder than anyone".

Interesting inside, it was a tool but I didn't know you were wearing such a tie]

Regardless of the darkness or otherwise, the husband opens his mouth again looking at the two dozen guns that can reach the holster.

[As far as I can tell, if you did make someone who knows the power, if you had let them go wild, it would only be a vicious weapon for people.

Then even if I lost my picture book page, I could just stay depressed.

Maybe to bury the loneliness, we'll take a leap forward and look for more]

Then I stared again at Julian sleeping with one page of the picture book I was portrayed.

[So, if I could meet Eliphas, who became a person, it would never be a bad thing for this person.

It's a long encounter, much better and calmer than a short overnight one.

Well, it would be convenient for people to know if I could recover my gun by the time the life lights go on, so I can't get involved.]

My husband seemed to foresee that Julian - while his gun brother was alive, it was impossible to recover the rest of the gun.

That, I was of the same opinion.

If whoever robbed the gun from its benefactor used the gun while Julian Zaheto was the most capable of using it in this world, he would go and retrieve it immediately and fight it.

And if it must have been a battle against "guns and guns," what robbed the gun can't beat Julian.

So, if we were to start using guns, would Julian Zaheto put mercenaries out of business at old age and be unable to handle guns, or would he be "the minister whose use of guns would be deluded" -.

[... Hopefully, while Uriel's surveillance is weak, you'll become a person and we'll see each other out]

My husband gave me a nostalgic name to block me from thinking further.

And I get on with switching my mind to you, too.

It's not dating "two guns" since Julian cut me off as a page in a picture book.

But my top priority now is to embody my husband in this world and make Julian's feelings easier.

Besides, it was strange how Uriel came out with a vessel showing up in this world in the first place.

[Wife, it's a wild thing.

That brown earth angel would move because the water angel would move, wouldn't it?

Though my husband said it as a matter of course, even though the body almost failed to embody it, I still heard "Angel of the Water". I can see my heart bouncing strong.

- Eliphas.

I can naturally remember the beautiful gentle, nostalgic angel voice I heard a long time ago with a troubled smile.

Angel of Water - When I heard about my best friend Gabrielle, I couldn't stay, even if I had feelings.

Then Gabrielle can hear a bitter laugh leaking from the silhouette if she asks her husband in an unexpectedly upside down manner to this world already.

[No, the water angel hasn't even come out into this world, not even vessels.

But the angel of the earth, obsessed with the angel of the water, has come to this world to save his strength in advance, which is also well thought out.]

To protect Gabriel, is that it?

Always, I remember a brown angel whose name had come out earlier - Gabrielle's best friend - who was attached to a water angel at some point.

[... I honestly don't know if that earthly angel was following the water angel palace all the time to protect it.

It's just that the Angel of the Water was saddened that he couldn't talk to his lord until the end of the battle ahead of Fallen Heaven.]

- I did something I'm sorry about.

I can see you swallowed those words, and I also remember your last engagement with Gabriel.

Though I am the only one who knows the outcome of the battle, I was certain that my husband and the Angel of Water exchanged swords as beings supporting each other's "vertices".

[... Do you remember Angletham, who looks just like her, except for the color of her skin and hair?

Yes, I remember.

Although it was a sudden question, I nodded clearly and now regret forgetting my dear best friend when I first heard the name.

[I have nothing to regret.

Perhaps, whether Uriel, Gabriel or the vessel showed up in the world, they wouldn't have "memory" as we do]

If you said that, it applies to me too, sir.

It's a sacrifice, but when you're born as a person, you don't have any memories of this side.

My husband nodded at my words, too.

[If I did have that memory, neither you nor the sacrificial service would have taken on.

Because I have a sense that I am a "person," there is a possibility that I will take it on.

And if he had memories of not being a man, and let his power on this side blossom without effort, then this world would be chaotic.

I have to hide my powers in the word "talent" and reopen the talent I've been hiding with my efforts, which is also a very annoying smell.]

... If the angels and goddesses of Ogami have spoken of being in this world on their own, they can't help but think it's crazy in a way in the world of people.

Apply to the frame of "common sense" and do not admit it by removing anything that is not "normal".

However, if my - ability to be beneficial to a person's position is treated as "special," I admit it and accept it.

Is that what caused less magic to be handled in people's worlds, sir?.

[I can't say that's the only cause, but it would be on one end.

While people say that, they use their power as people with vulgarly genius abilities or, if beneficial, simply "the return of the Son of God".

Now, so Anglecum earlier is also a category of people who are said to be geniuses of witchcraft and swordsmanship... perhaps a being who serves as the father of Gabriel's vessel]

Gabrielle's, "father."

I never thought about that possibility myself.

[Oh, bloodline. It's an incredible thing for us to have no such connection.

But if you show up in people's worlds, that's how you have to "come out".

Maybe there's a part of it that I chose to look like in making it into a vessel, and after the Battle of Fallen Heaven, I would have planted it in a man's world]

While listening to my husband's speculation, I miss it, I remember "little Gabriel" once shown to me.

My face broke naturally in the dark remembering how it looked, modeled after a young Gabriel.

Just a reminder, a really young, small, adorable angel figure.

That shows up as a person in this world.

I noticed how I thought and broke, my husband stops his speculation and goes along with my memories.

[If the flow is good, maybe we'll meet Gabrielle like an angel. "

But I really don't know what happens when I measure people's time.]

Oh, right.

[I'd like to move quickly as a vessel if I can, but honestly, I'm losing track of the timing of your sacrifice.

Still, this is how you're on one page of a picture book, because even a vessel, like Gabriel, doesn't have a single scale of flesh in this world.

I've been thinking about you coming back here and remembering every inch of my memory like this, ever since this guy died.

While man's time moved greatly, man stabilized a country leaning with power between men.

But while I grasp the days of peace in the corner for people, I also feel like another event is happening, my wife]

Honestly, I can't even think about what my husband means.

Julian's childhood friend and best friend say there will be another event in this calm country, hoping to be the father of my best friend.

To my confusion, my husband speaks with a certain "expectation", even though he is calm.

[... you just have to reverse the idea.

How come, now that Uriel, Gabriel has begun to dominate his coming out into this world?.

Goddess and brother, even if the two beings entrusted to the world went missing after the traveller disappeared, this angel of earth and water did not come out into the world, while in the gaga.

That's nothing, because there was no "handicap" in the world, even if it didn't come out.

A world healed if the traveler entered as an aid to support the young goddess, a world led by my lord, branded Lord of Hell.

So even if the angel of water did not convey kindness and the angel of the earth did not speak the code, the world was moving forward in time with the power of man, even with the power of the Spirit.

But if there's a reason for an angel to come out here and "bother to support the vessel," what do you think, my wife?]

As I spoke, I found my husband's voice daunting.

The shadow of the unstoppable "Prime Minister of Hell" shakes, though he tries diligently to contain the overflowing expectations in himself.

[If there was this idea of reversal, the nearly 2,000 years since the calendar of Fallen Heaven was engraved, as people say.

Me or you, in a world where magic fades or goes, or is called "the devil" as a forbidden technique, it was worth keeping that person's record uninterrupted.]