"Oriel! Why didn't you follow Marcel's plan and bring those two female humans to heaven?! ”

At the door of the Silver Hall, Impres crossed his arms and stopped in front of the Angel of Hope with a questioning look, and asked in a loud voice.

"That's Marcel's plan, not mine." Angel of Hope replied calmly, his tone filled with unshakable firmness.

"You!" Impreus was angry, and the golden light wings behind him quickly waved up and down.

"Rest easy, my brother......" Marcel stepped in to stop Impres as it was about to erupt, then turned to look at Oriel's cloak that covered her face.

"Sister, I would like to know which side you stand on this matter, whether it is the High Heaven or... Mankind? ”

Marcel's words seemed to be just an ordinary question of position, but it seemed very critical to ask it at this time.

You know, this is the gate of the Silver Hall, and a large number of angels are around, and the slightest carelessness in Oriel's answer will cause an uproar in the entire heaven.

"Don't play tricks on your cleverness, Marcel, wisdom is not nitpicking, but discernment!"

There was an obvious condemnation in Oriel's crisp voice, and one sentence picked out the meanness of Marcel's question.

Then she looked back at the large crowd of angels outside the Silver Hall, and said in a slightly aria tone, "You ask me which side I stand on this matter, and I can answer you now." ”

Oriel stared directly into the shadows under Marcel's cloak, and her voice gradually turned cold: "I am the Archangel of Hope, and I am only on the side of hope.

Your so-called 'plan' has nothing to do with hope, but instead pushes us into the abyss of despair!

You tried to use those two human girls as bargaining chips to blackmail the rising human star into converting to Heaven and acting for Heaven, but you never considered that if that one was really worthy of such a plot as you knew, would he really be willing to use it for you just because of it?

Take 10,000 steps back, even if your plan succeeds for a while, when that one day can break free from the shackles, how will our High Heaven deal with itself?

What kind of ending will you get after persecuting him with such conspiracies and tricks?! ”

"Oriel! You think too highly of him! ”

Marcel's voice grew more and more obscure and gloomy, as if he had become a little angry.

"Look high?" The angeless sneered and shook her head: "Marcel, it seems that the rigid knowledge in the books has blinded you, if I look up to him, then why are you so desperate to coerce him with such a method that is almost 'kidnapping' at any cost?!" ”

"......" Marcel was silent, he could feel that the angels around him had begun to change the way they looked at him.

"I'm with Oriel in this matter."

At this moment, Tyrell, the Angel of Justice, also walked out of the Silver Hall, and stood on Oriel's side with a clear banner.

"Brother Marcel, you are the embodiment of wisdom, and this act of apparent lack of wisdom does not come from your good spirit.

You should understand that I am righteous, and kidnapping is an unjust crime in any case.

I will never support you. ”

The scene fell into an indescribable silence for a moment, and Impreus, as a heroic angel, stood aside, a little light seemed to flicker under the golden helmet, as if he was thinking about something.

"I see, brothers and sisters, this time I was ill-conceived, and thankfully Sister Oriel didn't carry out my stupid plan... I'll reflect. ”

To the surprise of the angels, Marcel bowed first, saluted Oriel and Tyrell, and then confessed her mistake in a humble voice.

This time, the Angel of Hope and the Angel of Justice were stunned, and they thought that Marcel would definitely hold on to the issue of position and have a good argument with them.

"Uh... Ahem, even if the creator makes mistakes (referring to the appearance of Chaos Hell), of course you are not exempt... So, let's stop here, okay, let's all disperse......"

Impres spoke at this point, and he easily revealed the matter, and with just two simple sentences, he pushed Marcel's fault to the "inevitable mistake", and then turned away with the wise angel without hesitation.

"Sister Oriel, Brother Marcel seems to be a little off today?"

Tyrell still hasn't come back to his senses, in his impression, Marcel is not so easy to convince, he can argue with you for a long time on trivial matters, and it is difficult to even make him admit defeat, let alone admit mistakes.

“... It is not clear, Marcel has always been the most difficult brother among us other than Isseriel, and what is going on in his mind is difficult for others to guess.

However, I suspect that he will not give up his plan to persecute Xue so easily, and we can't let our guard down at will. ”

Oriel shook her head, but her tone quickly became serious.

"I don't quite understand if you and Iseriel are both so optimistic about that little human thing?

Yseriel has always been neutral, and last time he actually gave that little guy a crystal of order......"

Tyrell looked up at the Angel of Hope, somewhat incomprehensibly.

"The problem with this... It's complicated, I'm hopeful, Isseril is fate, and we can all have access to the river of fate to some extent.

I saw the candle of hope in the future flickering desolate in the terrifying void, with only a pair of dark purple hands firmly guarding it.

The storm in the void was obviously not referring to a demon, and even if any demon god had completed the feat of 'Root of All Evil', it would not be strong enough to destroy the entire universe.

Yseriel... Obviously more ...... than I see"

"Deep purple hands?" Tyrrell froze for a moment, then his glowing eyes under the cloak widened.

"You mean ......"

"Yes or no, it is not known, and even if it is not, Marcel's method is not acceptable!" Oriel shook her head and turned her face to look at the Diamond Gate in the distance, her blue eyes glittering with stars under her cloak.

......

At the same time, after Marcel and Imprith left the door of the Silver Hall, Impres immediately wanted Marcel to prepare for the next coercion plan, but Marcel seemed to have suddenly lost interest in the matter, and actually shook his head and told Impres that he was going to the Wisdom Library now.

Imprese tried to keep him, but he firmly refused.

The Valiant Angel didn't know what was wrong with Marcel, he had always been a character who didn't stop until he got his goal.

But Marcel doesn't say it, and he can't help it, /./10_10286/