Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

“Why does Cecia always remain in the arms of the Lord?”

The little angel lying among the clouds, holding his chubby little face, asked depressedly.

"She always relies on the Lord. How can this be possible?"

Because of her, the Lord’s attention was on her.

Cupid, the god of love, flapped his wings, held an arrow in his hand, and pointed it in the far direction.

It's like practicing how to aim.

He said: "Probably because Cecia is in too much pain and needs the Lord's comfort."

"Please be gracious, Milod. If you were suffering, you would want to be embraced by the Lord."

"……But……"

Little angel Milod puffed up his face and said sourly, "How can Cecia keep asking the Lord to hold her?"

None of them have ever enjoyed such treatment.

"And, will the Lord love her more?"

He asked about the worries and confusion that had been in his heart for a long time.

But Cupid patted his chest and said, "Please don't say that, Milod."

"The Lord loves all angels, no matter which one they are."

"……All right……"

Milod lowered his head, and although he was a little reluctant, he still agreed with his point of view.

The Lord loves all living beings, this sentence is always the truth.

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Within the temple.

The trident, symbolizing evil power, hit the cold ground hard.

The ground shook, and cracks appeared.

Lucifer, who was shirtless, looked at the girl on the holy throne with a solemn expression.

He seemed to be offended by her behavior.

"Cesia, is this your choice?"

Would you rather choose to surrender to the hypocritical Lord than return to a free life?

Lucifer simply couldn't understand her thoughts.

"..." The delicate and beautiful person lowered her eyelids and remained silent for a long time.

Sitting on the holy throne, his head rested silently on the god's shoulder, showing a clinging and obedient posture.

That pure black dress symbolizes the wings of dark power.

Obviously such a color should not appear in the holy heaven.

But her silent actions made her position clear.

she……

Choose the Lord, not freedom.

Lucifer sneered, "Okay, okay, okay."

He said hello three times in a row, and his handsome face was full of anger at being betrayed.

His muscles as strong as stones allowed him to pick up the heavy trident with ease.

He pointed at the betrayer and said viciously, "Chesia, remember your ignorant and stupid choice today."

"One day, you will regret choosing him, and you will pay a heavy and tragic price for it."

"..." The beautiful angel on the holy throne has a gorgeous appearance, but no emotions.

As if she hadn't heard his vicious curse, she was suddenly buried in the arms of the god.

Hold him tightly like a clingy cat.

Fortunately, the gentle and charitable god is always magnanimous to his believers.

Even if she becomes extra clingy, he will still patiently tolerate and protect her.

He gently rubbed the girl's head, and looked at Lucifer calmly with his soft, light golden eyes.

Neither happy nor sad, his tone was still compassionate and gentle: "Lucifer, you shouldn't scare her."

If she frightened him, he would be... angry.

Lucifer suddenly laughed loudly, "Lord...it turns out you can be so considerate..."