Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

With a mysterious look on her face, Cilleryn looked around, quietly pulling Kwon Nai's thin wrist and pulling her into her room.

"Miffel, do you really believe that Lucifer did the massacre?" Silerin lowered her voice, even in her room, cautiously.

Kwon Nai's ignorant appearance made Silerin a little flustered, and she couldn't help clenching her fists.

"It's a fact, isn't it?" Kwon Nai's voice was very calm, as if to lightly describe a fact.

"You...you..." Cilleryn huffed for a long time and didn't hold back any words. In the end, she was a little angry. "Luzaff is so good to you, and he does not hesitate to protect you with his most hated demon magic. Doubt him?"

Kwon Nai calmed down and blinked, "Cilleryn, are you now defending someone who has committed a crime?"

As he said, Kwon Na took out a pure white paper from his cuff and stuffed it into Silerin's hand calmly, his eyes still so innocent and harmless, and his words and actions were inconsistent.

"Cilleryn, you should go and make atonement to the gods."

Cillerin stared at the note in her hand for a moment, then glanced at the closed door, then quickly hid it in her pocket and protected it with magic.

Before she could speak, the brilliance of the gods overflowed from the crack of the door, and Silene was caught in the whirlpool by the holy light and disappeared in front of Quan Nai's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the **** touched Quan Nai's long hair, very gentle, "As expected to be a child baptized by the Holy Light, I did not misunderstand anyone."

At this time, the angels who were watching the theater outside slumped toward Quan Na in a hasty, applauded and full of praise.

"The new Archangel is really fulfilling his mission!"

"Miffel is really a qualified archangel."

"Yes, yes, I used to pretend to be gods just to calm our hearts. Such kind angels are really rare in the world."

"Hmm! We have to learn from Archangel Miffel!"

"..."

Listening to a series of seemingly arrogant compliments, Kwon Nai smiled beautifully at the person at the door and nodded slightly, "Thank you."

The people outside the door seemed to be overwhelmed by Kwon Nai as if they were bombed.

The god's expression froze for a moment, let go of Kana, praised her on the surface, and left.

Kwonna returned to her room and stood on the roof, with a breeze blowing her face, and her long curly hair gently raised.

The girl enjoyed it comfortably.

[Host, did you steal the heroine's halo? ? ? 】

The chin is almost shocked, the group of people just now is simply gone!

"Do you think they are sincere? They are just people who fall on both sides according to the will of the gods." Quan Nai's water-glowing eyes gleamed, and his red lips were beautiful.

[Ah...what's the use then? 】

"You didn't realize that when they praised me just now, they didn't mention the gods at all? Even if it is false, the gods are willing to listen. This is vanity."

"If one day, all the flattery that should belong to oneself is transferred to others, you say...what will happen to the gods?"

Moral thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly, [Jealous? 】

The girl nodded slightly, her eyes filled with her innate self-confidence, "and...angry, especially the original owner's face is ten thousand times better than the gods."

[But isn’t she a god? Isn't the **** without emotion? 】

Kwuna smiled, rubbing her fingers against the marble handrails on the roof, often making it difficult to see what she was thinking.

"But... human beings have it."