The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

Auriel has returned to her human home at this time.

There was a lot of furniture placed in the small space, which made the dining table in the middle seem particularly crowded.

Food has been placed on the dining table, and Imprius is clearing away the dishes like a normal husband.

It is best to clean the iron pot used for cooking immediately after preparing food.

"Have you finished your work over there?"

Prius asked without looking back.

“What should we exist for?

We have paid a lot for this child.

But until now I still can’t see the end.”

Auriel's voice was filled with fatigue.

Maybe she only behaves like this when she's with her lover.

As the Archangel of Hope, Auriel can only look that holy forever.

It is difficult to say whether these archangels also have a certain degree of disgust for their past way of existence.

Seeking change will happen to anyone who is dissatisfied with the status quo.

No matter what choice Auriel and Imprius make, it seems that no one will be surprised.

"Yes, when we become humans and live according to human ways,

This child suddenly came to us.

I don’t know if he is a sign given to us by the higher heavens.

But one thing I am sure of,

There is always something more beautiful than courage in this world, like hope?"

Imprius said love words that only the two of them could understand.

The two archangels have gradually understood human beings in a short period of time.

They even began to ignore their original existence little by little.

Such changes are not necessarily a good thing, but they don't seem to be bad either.

"Well, you are full of courage for all unknowns.

The brilliance of the sun on you is not even as good as the occasional divine light in your eyes.

Dear Imprius, can you tell me what you have been talking about with your friends lately?

I am just your wife now, not that selfish and selfless archangel of hope.

So as my husband, shouldn’t you explain your social circle properly?”

There was a bit of coquettishness in Auriel's voice.

In this way, they look more like an ordinary couple.

"Actually, there aren't many things that you know.

I never hide anything important from you.

I only discussed the future with Bulcaisel once.

Although it's not the time to tell you this yet, I can guarantee that we will love that future."

Because Prius scratched his head.

His language seemed a little clumsy, but he was exceptionally gentle.

Auriel is probably the only "person" who can enjoy the gentleness of Imprius.

"I knew you had already made plans.

It’s just that you have sacrificed a lot for him. As a friend,

What has Bulcaisel done for you?"

Auriel's words seemed to be questioning Bulcaisel.

But she was only thinking about her lover.

Because the Prius will never be angry about it.

In other words, the possibility of being moved by the Prius is even higher.

"Bulkesso gave probably everything he had.

Whether it is what he already has now or what he may have in the future.

That's everything."

As Prius spoke, he took a towel and wiped the water off his hands.

Then he sat directly on one side of the dining table.

"Come and try my skills, even though this is my first time trying to cook steak.

But I think it should be cooked.

As for the seasonings, I recreated them one-to-one according to the recipe.

Believe me, there will be no difference between this seasoning and the recipe."

Because Prius somewhat eagerly invited his wife to dine.

"I heard that humans in this world want steak medium rare or something like that.

Do you understand this explanation?"

Auriel sat down gently with a smile.

She also carefully protected her lower abdomen when she sat down.

There is a life being nurtured there.

"To be honest, I really don't know what the meaning of "somewhat mature" means.

But I think you can’t go wrong if it’s well done, right?

Those savages will find opportunities to cook food under the worst circumstances.

Cooked food is probably the safest way to go.

As for those foods that pursue taste, I think it may not be the best choice?

Just to give the process of eating a completely different experience?”

Imprius gently pushed the knife and fork in front of Auriel.

Then with a slightly too honest smile, he took out a bottle of red wine from under the table.

This bottle of red wine was not cheap, costing Imprius a whole day's wages.

So Prius had a little expectation and wanted to hear a compliment from Auriel.

The two of them are really starting to look more and more like normal human beings.

And courage and hope are here, they are probably a representative of a good life.

"What a waste, but I forgive you this time."

Auriel said with a bit of anger like a sheep.

Then he grabbed the wine bottle and poured a full glass for himself and Imprius.

The two "people" raised their cups together with smiles and touched them lightly.

When the sound of wine glasses being touched was heard in the air, they drank slowly.

"I heard that this thing called a goblet is meant to grab this pillar.

Humans say this prevents body temperature from affecting the taste of the drink."

Auriel said after looking at the gestures of herself and Imprius raising glasses.

Both of them wrapped their palms around the lower end of the cup.

From the perspective of this country, this approach is undoubtedly not elegant and refined enough.

"What the hell, Elegant?"

Imprius shook his head with ridicule when he said the word "elegance".

"Isn't true elegance when you face an enemy you can't match?

Before you die, should you carefully organize your clothes that are already difficult to cover your body?

Or is it just elegance to do a lot of things just for something as simple as filling your stomach?

Perhaps the existence itself with all the good things in mind is elegant.”

Impris said.

"In the face of survival, everything should be put behind.

It’s just that we probably can’t understand what death feels like.

But that’s okay.”

Auriel smiled.

Then he took out a fist-sized gift box from his small satchel.

"This is a gift for you, why don't you open it and take a look?

Also, when are you going to give me the flowers you have hidden?"

Auriel supported the table with her elbows, her gentle eyes filled with love.

Prius wiped his hands in a hurry before accepting the gift Auriel gave him.

Opening the box, there is just a watch that is not too expensive.

But because Prius is very happy, the two of them, as humans, just have a job that can barely survive in human society.

The intention behind this watch is sincere and beautiful.

Prius smiled innocently, and then took out the bouquet from the only cabinet in the room that could hide things.

"I collected this myself because I still need to pay the rent and water bill tomorrow.

But I still want to give you a bouquet of flowers.

So I took a little bit from Burquesso's house.

I don’t think he would care.”

There's nothing embarrassing about the Prius's voice.

As for Bulkatho's home... that is the Holy Mountain of Harrogas...

The entire Holy Mountain was rebuilt under the leadership of Burkaiso, so there is absolutely no problem saying it is his home.

It's just that at this time, someone is getting angry.

On the holy mountain of Harrogas, Banal, who likes to grow flowers and plants, is looking at his bare flower garden with a gritted expression on his face...

"Okay, let's eat.

It turns out that going home is such a wonderful feeling.

What do you think? Honey."

Auriel smiled and put the bouquet in a can.

There is not even a vase in their home.

However, placing it in cans will not affect the fragrance of the flowers.

Sunlight poured into the room from the small window on one side, and Auriel and Imprius seemed to be enveloped in a layer of beauty like holy light.

…

"Massa Yin'er, I don't think our goal can be achieved without Auriel and the others."

Yin Seril said to Massa Yin'er with some hesitation.

Massayin'er turned around and looked calmly at Yin Seril, who had just come to him, with a strange look in his eyes.

“Balance, what are our goals?

Or do you not feel the beautiful atmosphere between your brother and sister?

Yinceril, my brother, I probably know that you suffered a loss from the barbarians.

If I remember correctly, I seemed to have told you from the beginning not to have any thoughts on this matter.

We are archangels, and our primary enemy is only the devil."

Massayin'er's tone was like a wise elder brother gently teaching his immature younger brother.

Perhaps for Massa Yin Er, this is the case.

"I just think he and the Nephalem are a little too close for Prius.

It’s not that there’s any malicious intent.”

Yin Seril took a long breath before saying.

There is no problem with this, Yin Seril will not lie about this kind of thing.

Because it's not necessary.

There has never been a real fight between archangels.

Even in the conflict between Tyrael and Imprius before he fell to heaven, Imprius did not show any real intentions.

That kind of performance can only be said to be that I was so angry that I couldn't think of any solution other than taking action.

After all, they never fought.

"Don't underestimate the Nephalem, they are both angels and demons.

I don't remember you ever having such arrogant thoughts.

Indeed, the High Heavens are superior to the Nephalem.

But why don’t you think about it, are we just high in the sky simply because we are flying in the sky?”

Masayir's words were a bit strange, as if he was speaking for the Nephalem.

But Yin Seril knew that Massa Yin'er didn't say anything wrong.

He hasn't changed much either.

The Archangel of Wisdom has been like this from the beginning.

Although there is always a connection between thinking and action,

But the stance that Massayin takes when he thinks will never affect his actions.

Malsayin wanted to get rid of everything with traces of demons, and to do this he wanted to kill all the Nephalem.

If he succeeds, of course the world will become as beautiful as he hopes.

This does not mean that Massayir turned a blind eye to those who died at his hands.

On the contrary, Massayir will remember these people.

And will appreciate their noble performance in the face of death from the bottom of their hearts.

But he will never regret his actions at all.

Even if there is such an emotion as regret, it can only be regret for not thinking of a better solution.

Wisdom is always good, because wisdom is something that is truly shared by all life.

"Massa Yin'er, the current burning hell has lost most of its power.

This is our best chance to defeat them.

Now only Baal exists, and there is Diavolo who is hiding somewhere.

Let’s do it directly.”

Yin Seril said this.

He acted a little too eager.

Massa Yin'er turned around and looked at Yin Seril in front of him.

His eyes were a little strange, and he scanned Yin Seril carefully up and down several times.

"It seems that you suffered a lot at Harrogas this time.

Even his own balance was broken.

Tell me, I don’t think that combing through the energy of a holy mountain will damage your roots."

After saying this, Masayir turned around and continued to write and draw on the parchment scroll with a quill on the table.

He is ready to listen.

"A mountain sacred to barbarians certainly doesn't make me like this.

Even the energy in the Holy Mountain is indeed shocking.

I have shaken Bulcaisel's soul!"

Yin Seril said calmly.

The moment he uttered his last words, the tip of the quill pen in Massayin'er's hand was broken!

The ink smeared on the parchment and made a few ugly ink droplets.

"This is not good news for all three parties.

You seem to have long forgotten how terrifying that Uldyssian is.

And our concession to Bulcaisor was largely to avoid seeing Uldyssian."

Massa Yin'er's voice remained steady.

But he obviously had emotional fluctuations.

"Of course, I don't want to meet that guy Uldyssian either.

But don't forget, Uldyssian is always the loser.

A loser puts his hope in starting over.

And it’s already very difficult for us to deal with this guy now.

For us, perhaps the powerful loser is the best target to solve."

Yin Seril said his understanding.

Perhaps it's because his archangel status was donated by Inaris.

Therefore, Yin Seril always feels a little unable to hold his head high when facing other archangels.

"My brother, we are all for the higher heaven.

It is true that Bulcaisel is more troublesome to deal with than Uldyssian.

But barbarians will reason with you, even if their way of reasoning is a little rough.

And that farmer's boy, that Uldyssian won't reason with you.

He won't tell you any truth!

Sometimes I doubt that guy Uldyssian is the one who is truly superior."

Massa Yin'er looked at Yin Seril and said.

He didn't seem to accuse Yin Seril of doing anything stupid.

But he seemed to have said nothing.

"I just shook the balance of Bulcaisso's soul.

I think it is possible for Diavolo to defeat Bulcaisel, who understands fear.

If you achieve this level, you should not make any mistakes."

Yin Seril's voice became slightly weaker.

Masa Yin'er nodded, then changed to a quill and continued to write and draw on the parchment.

As for the body of Prince Aidan who had been revived before, there was also the angel of fate Inaris.

They are now on the side of the Archangel of Death, Massayir.

It won't be long before the Archangel Yinceril of Balance will be there too.

They will definitely attack death.

They all know the extent of the power of this authority!

That is the controller of all life, the mortal enemy of the living, and the master of the dead!

This is also a trump card in their plan!