Chapter 271 Countermeasures
"Even you think you are inferior."

Although they were mentally prepared, hearing Michael admit it himself still deeply moved the other two.

They both have their own methods, but they are inferior to Michael today, not to mention Gaia, the Nether Bone Dragon Knight.

"It's really a headache to have such an unstable bomb." Iblis asked with a headache: "What are you two going to do? Do you try your best to eliminate this bomb, or use other methods?"

"Iblis, when did you become so courageous? He is a powerful being who surpasses the Demon King God. How dare you, a coward, fight him? When you met the former Demon King, you were like a mouse meeting a cat."

"At that time, I was just making a strategic retreat. Only a fool would go head-on with that lunatic."

"Iblis, you mean Michael and the others are fools."

"I didn't say that."

"You two, stop changing the subject every time." Faced with these two demon kings and fallen angels with very different personalities, Michael was somewhat helpless.

"Ahem, I'm getting off topic. This is all your fault, Istalia."

"What did you say?"

"We need to change our strategy. Now that such an extraordinary strong man has appeared, we can't just sit back and watch. After all, we don't know when the war will burn to us." Ignoring the quarrel between the two, Michael said to himself.

"Oh? Michael, tell me about your plan." Iblis asked.

"My plan is very simple. I will maintain the Heaven System while contacting those two humans. At the very least, I will gain their goodwill. Otherwise, if we are targeted by Gaia, the Nether Bone Dragon Knight, it will be very difficult even if the three of us join forces."

"What a boring plan. I thought you had some trick up your sleeve." Demon Lord Istalia curled his lips in disdain.

"Although I also want to complain, this is indeed the safest way at present. It is very much in the style of Michael. But I never thought that angels, fallen angels, and demons would one day be reduced to relying on humans. It's really ironic." Iblis said self-deprecatingly.

"Do you have anything else to add?" Michael asked.

"No."

"No."

The top leaders of the three major races once again agreed on some specific actions and then withdrew their consciousness.

In the Demon King's Castle of the Demon Realm, the Demon King Istalia was half-lying casually on the throne, her graceful body looming. After she regained consciousness, her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was struggling with something.

Suddenly, her eyes moved, she looked into the void, covered her mouth and smiled, "What a rare guest, Archangel Michael, how come you suddenly thought of visiting me? Could it be that you are so reluctant to leave me after just parting?"

Michael's voice came from the faint golden shadow that emerged in the void.

"In the battle a thousand years ago, I attacked Barbatos, the son of the former Demon King, for the benefit of the angels."

"I've heard about this, too." Istalia asked in confusion, "But Barbatos is already dead, why are you bringing this up now?"

"I said I would personally apologize to him after the war, but I didn't do it."

"This is not your fault. That guy's invasion plan failed, and he was driven back to the Demon Realm in disgrace by that group of sequence warriors. He then ran away to a remote place and became autistic. Not to mention you, even I, the Demon King, can't talk to him." "No matter what the reason is, I owe him this, and it's my fault that I didn't fulfill the promise." Michael said.

"So? What do you want to say?" Istalia narrowed her eyes and said absentmindedly.

"Since I can't repay what I owe him, I can only make up for it a little from you."

"Oh? Compensation?" Istalia sat up straighter, waiting for Michael's next words with interest.

"When the demon world encounters an irresistible crisis, Heaven will lend a helping hand. This is the limit of what I can do."

Istalia was moved by Michael's promise. She said seriously, "Michael, do you know what this means? If there comes a day when you use the power of heaven to help us, then heaven will no longer have a place for you."

"Of course I know. Even though a thousand years have passed, hatred is not so easy to forget. Many of those who survived the war still bury their hatred deep in their hearts."

"You know the stakes, but you still want to make this promise to me?"

Istalia had no doubt that Michael's promise would be fulfilled, because the one who made the promise was the Archangel of Heaven, and also because his name was Michael.

"Yes, if there really comes a day like that, sacrificing me might actually ease the hatred between the two tribes. This ending wouldn't be bad."

After saying this, the blurry golden light gradually dissipated, and Michael's aura also dissipated.

A hint of admiration appeared on Istalia's face, which was enough to charm everyone.

"As expected of you, you are the Archangel whom even the God of Heaven feels inferior to. It seems the former Demon King was right to be wary of and admire you." The Demon Queen murmured to herself while gently stroking a gem on the throne.

"I really have to thank you this time, otherwise I wouldn't have made up my mind so quickly." Istalia's soft and beautiful eyes were deep and misty, and no one knew what she was planning.
"Lord Knight!"

"Master*3!!!"

The moment I stepped into the manor, which I hadn't entered for just a few days, several eager calls came from afar.

A wonderful feeling surrounded Luo Qiu, as if there was a hint of something he had not seen for a long time.

What exactly is this feeling? Why do I miss it so much? Luo Qiu touched his chest and asked himself.

His memory and thoughts went back to more than ten years ago.

That warm home, with a gentle and kind mother, a strict but benevolent father, and my little self, what a happy family it was.

Since his parents passed away, Luo Qiu has never felt the warmth of "home" again.

But in this different world—

The vampire girl who snuggled up to him, the three surprised maids, and the silly moonlight elf were originally extremely unfamiliar existences, but they made him experience that familiar feeling again.

"Perhaps, this is the greatest treasure I have obtained after traveling through time." Luo Qiu showed an unprecedented brilliant smile, walked into the gate of the manor with Meng Li, and said loudly: "I'm back." (The end of the book)
　The three words in brackets above are just for fun.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)