After the Archangel’s Pregnancy

"Leave aside the matter of the two lords for the time being, the subordinates found that those opponents seemed to be secretly manipulated. If you continue to let them go, the subordinates are worried that they will pose a threat to you." Nolan said with anxiety.

Michael pondered for a moment, and then said to Nolan: "It's the creation celebration soon. Find a way to keep an eye on them. If they have any changes, immediately report to me."

Seeing that his boss finally started to pay attention to this matter, Nolan couldn't help but be excited: "Your Majesty, don't worry, your subordinates will do everything possible to keep an eye on them!"

After sending Nolan away, Michael sighed slightly with a helpless expression.

It's not that he doesn't understand Nolan's concerns, but he has deeper concerns in his heart.

In these recent incidents, the attitude of God the Father is a bit ambiguous, making it difficult to understand the meaning of it.

He was faintly aware that the Father God might make a big move next. On the one hand, he is the archangel of heaven and at the same time the servant of God the Father. The more this time, the less he can act rashly.

Of course, these were just his guesses, and he couldn't confide in Nolan. Therefore, I can only pretend that I don't know anything.

When Michael was worried about the future of heaven, Metatron returned to the palace on the sixth day with a sinking face.

Adjutant Yala asked cautiously: "Sir, what can I do to help you?"

Pressing down on the irritability in his heart, Metatron said coldly: "Did the things you investigate before have any eyebrows?"

"You are talking about the group of people who'gathered the crowd against His Royal Highness Michael'? Subordinates have sent people to investigate, and there seems to be someone behind them deliberately inciting them. Moreover, in just one month, more and more angels joined them. If things go on like this, the subordinates are worried that it will have a bad impact on His Royal Highness Michael." Yala told the news that she had collected, and finally did not forget to express her worries.

Mehta frowned, and doubts arose in her heart. According to what he knew about Michael, he didn't believe that what Yara could find out, Michael would not know.

Strangely, he never saw Michael express concern about this incident from beginning to end. Even, he seems to be ignoring the existence of this matter intentionally or unintentionally.

Mehta couldn't figure out Michael's intentions for a while, and could only tell Yala to continue to send people to pay attention. Regardless of Michael's intentions, he would not allow anyone to try to hurt him!

After Yala left, a figure appeared behind Mehta: "After so many years, your attachment to Michael has not diminished in the slightest. This really surprised me."

Mehta said indifferently: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right? Raguire."

Behind the white stone pillar, the familiar figure walked out.

Raguel wandered to Mehta, arms wrapped around his back, pink lips gathered in Mehta's ear, and whispered slowly: "Mehta, do you really think it has nothing to do with me?"

Mehta waved away Raguire with a cold expression, and the indifference and alienation could not be concealed in his words: "We have no relationship other than the cooperative relationship. I hope you can recognize this."

Raguel covered his heart and said with a pompous expression: "Oh, my God! I didn't expect you to treat me like this. It's really heartbreaking."

Mehta looked indifferent: "Is there enough acting? Please go out immediately. This is the sixth day. It's not a place where you can act recklessly!"

Raguire’s exaggerated expression and acting skills were suppressed when he heard the words, and he smiled and said: "Mehta, one day, you will choose me." After leaving this sentence, Raguire’s figure disappeared from the palace. Metatron's expression remained obscure.