After the Archangel’s Pregnancy

Lucifer frowned and said solemnly: "Michael's body is in some condition, I am a little worried."

Upon hearing this, Beria understood what his Majesty meant. He stepped forward quickly, and began to examine Michael with a solemn expression.

The atmosphere in the palace became exceptionally quiet. While Beria was checking Michael, Lucifer looked worriedly at the person lying on the bed.

Before long, Beria turned to Lucifer and said, "My Majesty, Michael has a fetal fetus, and he just needs to rest for a while. Also, his current situation is rather special. Don’t let him as much as possible. Use sacred power at will."

"Is he really fine?" Lucifer couldn't help but confirm again and again.

This was the first time Beria saw his Majesty caring about a person so much, and it made him more sure of the importance of Michael in His Majesty's heart.

With this in mind, Beria’s explanation is even more detailed: "Your Majesty, don’t worry, the reason why Michael suffers from abdominal pain is because the fetus in his abdomen has lost too much power, and he is constantly absorbing the energy of the mother’s body. Upper Michael’s own energy is lost too much, the two are superimposed, and the body falls into a state of resting spontaneously. After a while, you can inject more energy into the fetus to relieve Michael’s pressure, and he will naturally wake up soon."

Listening to Beria's words, Lucifer's tight face eased a lot, and he nodded and replied: "Okay, I see, you can withdraw first."

After Beria left, Lucifer walked to Michael’s side and said softly: "Michael, you must have heard what Beria said. If anything happens in the future, let me take care of it. Okay. ?"

Michael pursed his lips, unhappy and said, "This time it was just an accident..."

Facing Michael’s'obsessiveness', Lucifer couldn’t help but aggravate his tone: "Michael, you have to be clear that you are not alone now. There is a baby in your belly, before the next action , Can you think about the baby first?"

In fact, Michael also knew his current physical condition and understood that Lucifer was right.

And the reason why he said this was just because he didn't want to lose the wind in front of Lucifer.

The atmosphere between the two fell into a frozen state for a while, both sides remained silent, and no one took the initiative to speak.

At this moment, Michael's abdomen began to ache again, and the sudden pain made him bend down.

When Lucifer saw this, he immediately stepped forward, placing one hand on Michael's abdomen, and the gentle and gentle magic power was continuously transferred to the baby in his abdomen.

It didn't take long for Michael's face to gradually ease, and there was a trace of weakness in his tone: "Thank you."

Lucifer said solemnly: "Don't say thank you, I am the other father of the child, this is what I should do."

Hearing that, Michael was stunned for a moment. Although he did not want to admit it, Lucifer was telling the truth. In this way, he really didn't need to thank him.

After a while, Lucifer removed his hand from Michael’s abdomen, and he said softly: "This time your lack of strength is too serious. The environment of **** will affect your body recuperation. You might as well stay here for a while. Heaven recuperates, and **** doesn’t need to come here for the time being."

Unexpectedly, Lucifer would take the initiative to mention that he would stay in heaven to recuperate, which surprised Michael.

He looked at the person in front of him with complicated eyes, and found that he didn't really know him much. In other words, I don't understand him after the fall.

Perceiving Michael's gaze, Lucifer seemed to smile. In his smiling eyes, Michael fled.

Soon after he left **** and returned to heaven, Michael felt that his physical discomfort gradually disappeared, and his body slowly returned to its former dexterity.

After returning to heaven, I happened to meet Metatron and Raguire. Michael just wanted to step forward to say hello, only to find that the two seemed to be arguing about something.

Mehta's always gentle and polite face was full of anger. He questioned: "Raguel, what on earth do you want to do? Do you know how to do it..." The last words disappeared in the wind, and Michael did not hear clearly. But he changed his mind to make Mehta's temperament so angry, it seems that Raguel's cause this time must not be small.

Michael felt that he couldn't just sit idly by. He stepped forward and came to them, his voice softly said: "Mehta, what happened?"

His sudden appearance surprised both Mehta and Raguire. Mehta managed to squeeze a smile and replied: "His Royal Highness, why are you here?"

Michael casually replied: "It's just a coincidence, you haven't told me what the two of you are arguing anymore."

Before Mehta could speak, Raguire took the lead and said: "Back to your Highness, we are not arguing, we are just discussing things related to the celebration."

"Mehta, is that right?" Michael turned his gaze to Mehtatron.

Mehta was silent for a moment, and then nodded in agreement: "Raguel was right. We were discussing something related to the celebration just now. It was just a moment of disagreement, and the tone was a bit more aggressive, and he was not arguing."

Seeing Mehta had said so, a thought flashed in Michael’s eyes, and then he smiled and said: "It turns out that it is so, that I thought it was a misunderstanding. Also, there is still a while before the celebration, you don’t have to be too Over anxiety."

"Yes." The two immediately replied after looking at each other.

After a few more exhorts, Michael greeted them and turned and left.

After returning to his palace, he immediately summoned Adjutant Nolan.

Nolan was a little surprised after seeing his boss return: "His Royal Highness, why did you come back so early today?"

"Don't mention it, I have encountered some things in hell, of course, those are not important. I call you here, because I have something to do with you." Michael said with a serious expression.

"His Royal Highness, if you have something to tell your subordinates directly, they should do it immediately." Seeing the expression of his boss, Nolan immediately sensed the seriousness of the matter.

Michael beckoned, Nolan immediately leaned down, and after Michael whispered a few words in his ear, a trace of surprise flashed across Nolan's face.

"His Royal Highness, put it down and leave this to your subordinates." After saying this, Nolan turned and hurriedly left the palace.

After Michael sat down, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

At this time, he deeply felt that since he had that dream, no matter heaven or hell, it seemed that the ‘undercurrents’ began to grow.

I just don't know whether God the Father, who sits in the highest heaven, really doesn't know what is happening now, or has chosen to let him go.

In his view, I am afraid that the latter is more likely.