The nebula Eden. This nebula was composed of the angels of the apocalypse, was the scourge of the demons and the eternal enemies of the Demon World. The guardians of the Celestial World, the angels who didn't fear any evil in this world.
However, there was something that the angels of this fearsome Eden hated.
[Elder, in Eden you are fully prepared and bid your time before the battle…]
It was Metatron's ordinance time. Today, the one in charge of the lecture was the Commander of the Red Cosmos, Jophiel.
[We urge you not to fall for the demon's two-faced war tactics…]
Gabriel tapped the floor with his heel and frowned.
-Oh, why must it be that person today?
There were thousands of low-ranked angels in the training ground of Eden. The archangels like Gabriel were positioned at the forefront as teaching assistants.
Lily Pin of Aquarius, Gabriel.
Guardian of Youths and Travel, Raphael.
Friend of Justice and Harmony, Raguel.
Apart from the archangel on duty, most of the top-ranking constellations of Eden were assembled.
Jophiel's mental training had already been going on for an hour. Gabriel secretly yawned and looked around at his colleagues with languid eyes, only to notice something strange.
-Hey, where's Uriel?
Raphael, who was nodding off on the cloud, replied while fixing his curly hair.
-She is being detained.
-Detained?
-She is being told off by the scribe. Don't you know?
…What did she do? Raphael borrowed the power of the wind to speak like it was annoying. Gabriel's
eyes widened.
-What? Really? Uriel?
-Yes yes. She is banned from broadcasting for three years.
…That Uriel was going to be confined for three years?
Gabriel laughed at the unexpected news.
-For the time being, the broadcast bulletin board will be clean.
The ordinance ended after 30 minutes. Metatron dismissed the low-grade angels and called the archangels separately. 'Scribe of Heaven' Metatron had grey hair that went down to his waist and his expression seemed tired today. It was because he was busy trying to prevent the possibility of Armageddon.
Metatron pushed up his thin frame glasses and spoke, [Thank you for the trouble Jophiel. It was a good presentation.]
Jophiel nodded. Metatron looked around at the archangels and asked,
[Uriel didn't come?]
[Didn't you detain her? Otherwise, she would be here.]
The other archangels giggled at Gabriel's words. However, Metatron didn't laugh. The archangels exchanged looks with each other. There was no angel here who didn't know that Uriel was a headache for the scribe. The first one to speak was Archangel Raguel, who had faint freckles on his cheeks.
[Excuse me, Scribe. Isn't three years of detainment too much? Recently Uriel has become quite bright due to the broadcast…]
For the constellations who had to endure the boring years, the meaning of the live broadcast was immense. Some angels called the 'livestream broadcasting' the only drug allowed in Eden…
[What are you saying Raguel? Do you know how many times the scribe let that ■ watch?]
I watched the sparks and touched the petals in my pocket. Now the remaining time was three days. Soon, the most important story of the industrial complex would begin.
TL: Rainbow Turtle
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