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Chapter 69: Extra 11: Evans’ Monologue (First Person) [END]

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Kiramekineko

I don’t remember how many years I’ve lived in the magic world.

Maybe 1000 years?

Each day, or each year, for me, there is not much difference.

During these long years, I would occasionally travel to the earthly realm to bring a little twist to these boring humans.

But I never thought that I would one day go to the heavenly realm.

That was 20 years ago.

According to the invitation of the “heavenly realm”, I had to go to welcome back the stolen “phantom’s egg”.

At the final “handover ceremony”, when I found that the once-in-a-millennium charmed egg had been wrapped in angelic power, I was furious.

I know very well that once the demon’s egg is attacked by the power of light, the little demon born from it, it is impossible to live beyond 20 years old.

At that moment, I even thought about tearing up the boring “truce agreement”, so that this group of hypocritical angels would pay the price.

However, the old man in white, who at first did not say a word and was called the chief patriarch, suddenly spoke up.

He said, “Your Excellency, I deeply apologize to you for the actions of the former Killing Angels. I am willing to do everything in my power to save the tiny life in this egg.”

When he finished, the other angels in the council chamber all had a more or less shocked look on their faces.

I narrowed my eyes and did not directly accept this kind offer—this old man, what exactly does he mean?

The old man took a few steps forward and looked at me and said, “It seems that you don’t trust my words.”

I laughed and said, “No imp burned by the power of an angel has ever survived. I would like to see how you plan to perform a “miracle?”

Unexpectedly, the old man just shook his head and sighed. “No…the life in this egg is not something I can save with any power. Or rather, the one who can save him is not destined to be me.”

I almost laughed out loud and said, “Tsk, so, you’re just going to move your lips?”

The old man looked at me and simply said, “Your Excellency, if you have time later, please go to the Lake of Mirrors. There, perhaps you can find the first ‘key’ to change all this. “

Hmm? That’s interesting.

Could there be something next to the Lake of Mirrors?

I weighed it in my mind, followed the old man’s advice, put on my hood again, and led by two low-level angels, went to the Lake of Mirrors.

The lake was vast and filled with a faint mist.

The lake was surrounded by high and low trees, and there were birds of prey in the branches of the trees. It looked like a lot of business.

But what is there to see?

Such a view is not more beautiful than the earthly world, nor is it more imposing than the demonic world’s Lake of Destruction.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard a low sobbing sound coming from the shore.

The sound is very faint, intermittent, as if in a desperate attempt to suppress, but ultimately could not hold back.

What? These hypocritical angels, there will be a moment of crying?

Out of curiosity, I took a few steps forward.

So, I saw a slender back. The blond boy was standing by the lake, covering his face, crying and even his shoulders were shaking.

Perhaps his figure was too slender, or perhaps he was crying too much. I took a few more steps forward and asked, “Why is there an angel crying in secret here?”

The young man turned around.

I swear to the devil, I have never seen a softer, more innocent face than this child.

He was not a great beauty, especially compared to other outstanding angels, this not fully evolved teenager, just relatively “beautiful”.

But his tender face, and fearful but clearer than the lake eyes, made me unable to help but look at him twice.

This child should have not recognized my identity. He heard my question, but there were a few signs of nervousness, and his voice was a little shaky as he told me he did something wrong.

He said a little more, and I immediately knew who he was—

He is the next blazing angel’s supervisor, his name is Miquel, the so-called supervisor, born with high virtue and endurance, who shoulders the responsibility of guiding and supervising the guardian angel. But they themselves are not too outstanding in their attack power, and their defense is also very poor. My radical demon companions usually think that these supervisors are no different from losers.

Coincidentally, the blazing angel he was guarding happened to be the one who was “gifted” with the chimera’s egg by Lorraine.

Or, is this not a coincidence at all?

Under my guidance, Miquel told the scene he should have forgotten: the next Killing Angel, holding the charmed egg and rebelling against the Angel of Discipline, exclaiming: “This egg has a soul…”

Hmm? As a blazing angel, you think there’s a soul in a demon’s egg?

That’s really interesting, after getting the information I wanted, I closed the boy’s memory again.

He looked at me blankly and shed tears again.

I was a little surprised—the boy, after his memory was closed twice, why did he still cry?

He choked up and said that he felt he had done a terrible job and had not done his duty as a supervisor. Even if he doesn’t remember what happened, he knows that he must have done something wrong.

I’m not very good at this, no, I don’t comfort people easily.

But seeing the boy’s crying face… …I silently reached out my hand and dried his tears.

I didn’t know what to say, but I could only tell him that I believed he had done a good job and that he would do better in the future.

The boy’s eyes shone with excitement.

Are all angels so naive… …No doubt in my words at all?

Will I ever see such an interesting child again?

If we meet again and he finds out my true identity, what will happen…?

I sighed, clutched the box containing the chimera’s egg, and left the heavenly realm.

It was fifteen years later when I saw him again.

In the past 15 years, Qiao Xi had grown into a teenager, a teenager who couldn’t differentiate into a real demon.

The “old man” and I met twice more and came up with an extremely daring plan.

I don’t think anyone in either the heavenly realm or the demonic realm would think that such a plan would work.

According to the plan, the old man would assign Han Tian to come to Hai Cheng as the guardian angel of this area.

Since Han Tian was here, Miquel, as the supervisor, must also be here.

I didn’t have to make much effort to figure out Miquel’s path of action.

This child, who had taken the initiative to collect information for the Killing Angels, was wandering around Hai Cheng. And the library in Sea City was his first destination.

I changed into my earthly clothes, hid all my scent, and appeared in front of him in good time.

He didn’t notice me at first, but sat in front of the computer, seriously trying to search for something.

Not surprisingly, it looked like he was not satisfied with the search results, and his pretty eyebrows were twisted together.

I walked up to him and said, in as casual a voice as possible, “This library’s search system should be upgraded.”

“Hmm?” He looked up with that modest and kind smile. “Really? I thought I didn’t know how to use it.”

I tried my best to look helpful and said in my kindest voice, “What are you looking for? I often come here, maybe I can help you.”

He looked at me with unguarded gratitude in his eyes. “Really? That’s great… I’m looking for, uh, any, uh, rumors of demon infestations in this city or something…”

His eyes were bluer than the lake, so bright, so soft.

I looked into his eyes, and there were a few seconds of disorientation.

Finally, I came to my senses.

The corners of my mouth slowly turned up, and my voice was warm and clear. “Then it’s only fitting that you ask me… I can provide you with a lot of interesting information…”

A year after our reunion, I “accidentally” let him find out who I was.

He took it much better than I expected.

I thought he would turn away in disdain and refuse to see me again, but instead, he just pushed his glasses down indifferently. “So? You are the devil? Then why are you giving me this information?”

I resisted the urge to laugh out loud and said, “How can I put it, I’m happy to be able to get rid of those demonic scum by the hand of angels, I can kill two birds with one stone.”

He stared at me, and did not ask more questions.

From that day on, he gradually distanced himself from me.

Except for the necessary “information sharing”, he almost refused to see me again.

I went from being a person to “talk to” to a “big devil who betrayed information about my own people”.

It’s okay, I’m patient.

Finally, I waited for that day.

He rushed to my hotel suite and asked me what the identity of Qiao Xi was.

Very well.

I started to set him up little by little.

Finally, half-coaxed, half-deceived, he was pinned against the wall—he trembled, trembled, and finally cried out, but didn’t push me away.

Could I perhaps have kissed him? Maybe I could have even made it to the end?

But I didn’t.

I just gave him as much pleasure as I could.

No, no, it wasn’t because I was noble, and it wasn’t because his muffled cries evoked compassion in me—quite the contrary.

On the contrary, it was a sound that made me want to crush him and eat him.

But I knew that soon Han Tian, with the help of the old man, would know the whole truth.

If I did make it to the last step, Miquel would be so ashamed and angry after a short time of pleasure that he would probably never see me again.

No, I wouldn’t dare bet on it.

I… I can’t imagine what it will be like when this young man with a cold face, who is more considerate and attentive than anyone else, never wants to see me again.

However, I also know that if I don’t push harder, it would be a dream to get Miquel to admit what he thinks of me.

It was like fishing, reeling in the line too quickly would scare the fish away, while letting go of the line would only let the fish slip away, so I continued to set him up.

Finally, with a face full of reluctance, he took the initiative to accept the “deal”.

I held back my inner ecstasy, embraced him, stroked his soft hair, smelled his scent—and kissed him.

He blushed, closed his eyes, shivered slightly, and even adjusted his posture as if he was waiting for me to do something to him.

However, I didn’t.

Not yet.

The final moment of closing the line has not yet come.

When I let go of him, I caught the nearly imperceptible, not quite unnoticeable, slight disappointment in his eyes.

I resisted the urge to continue and began to reveal the truth to him according to the plan, and told him that Han Tian should already know.

Sure enough, he… He was angry.

I thought he would be so angry that he would shed tears, would rage against me as a shameless, dirty devil, but none of it.

He did not say a word and directly disappeared from my side.

In that instant, what plan, what bait, what lure, what temptation, what temptation, were left behind me.

I have only one feeling—fear.

In thousands of years of life, I have never experienced this emotion so deeply.

Was I going to lose him?

But it seemed that I had never really gotten it either?

When I realized this, I had a feeling of suffocation. It was as if I was the fish, the one that should have been hooked and out of the water.

I followed the way I contacted him before, and kept showing him kindness, all without response.

I waited in torment.

Finally, he reappeared.

He and Han Tian, with the unconscious Qiao Xi, came to me.

I looked at him carefully, testing him, and found that he would still blush and be angry.

I was a little relieved,

But, although he came to see me, he wouldn’t say a word to me, he only talked about his duty, only about the fate of Han Tian and Qiao Xi,

He only said how he would assist them.

But not even half a word about himself.

I looked at the fishing line that was getting tighter and tighter, and my feelings of fear were getting stronger and stronger.

Was he going to stay with me like this?

Until that day.

It was snowing heavily that day. As the “assistant teacher” of “Mr. Evans”, he collected all the students’ test papers for me, packed them in a kraft paper box, and carried them in his arms as he came out of the school building and walked step by step in the snow toward the office building.

I hurried to follow him and opened the umbrella for him.

He glanced at me and said coldly, “Go away.” And then he walked on.

My heart was aching to the point of twitching.

However, I did not know what to say, I could only put away the umbrella and follow him, and we walked back to the office building in silence.

My office is very spacious. Before entering the door. He patted the snow on his body, put the box of test papers, which was not wet with snow, on his desk, and turned around to leave.

With some desperation, I grabbed in front of him, using the power of the devil to close the door and lock it.

He swiftly turned around, the lake-like eyes full of unspoken anger.

My heart ached again.

I’m sure he’s really disgusted with me, right?

I closed my eyes and laughed out loud at myself inside.

Evans, the great devil, look what you’ve set up for yourself?

You were so determined to win, and what happened?

The fact that his disgust, his hatred, is what you’ve been trying to get?

“Miquel…. …if you really hate me that much…” I heard myself talking.

I’m going to tell him that if he really hates me that much, we can modify the setting a little bit and he doesn’t have to keep pretending to be my “assistant teacher” and be forced to stay with me.

I don’t want him to suffer because of me anymore.

But I couldn’t finish.

Bang! I was beaten.

I was punched in the head. Miquel, punched me?

I didn’t stop him, much less fight back, but looked at him in shock.

He looked at me with hatred and said, “Can you be a little more serious when you’re doing your job?”


“You are now my mentor, you hold the umbrella for me? Aren’t you worried that Qiao Xi will look strange? You’re actually using demonic power here, aren’t you worried about triggering Qiao Xi’s sealed memories?”

After he finished with anger, he lowered his long eyelashes and his body trembled. “Don’t make everything about personal feelings, there is no such thing as public and private!”


I hurriedly moved forward a step, stretching out my arm to block between me and the wall, and forcibly suppressing the joy inside, with my usual, almost rogue tone of voice asked, “Personal feelings? So… …Are you trying to admit that we have a personal relationship?”

He looked at me from the bottom up, and lips bitten tightly, made half a sound before saying, “Or what?”

This turn of events was too good to be true, and I was so shocked that I couldn’t say a word.

However, my silence obviously gave him a new misunderstanding.

He reached out and pushed me away while sneering, “Ah of course it doesn’t matter to you. You’ve been making deals from the beginning to the end anyway, you’ve been playing me for a fool anyway, you’ve been getting away with it anyway!”

I didn’t dare let him go, I hugged him from behind and held him tightly in my arms so that his back was pressed against my chest.

But I still couldn’t say anything.

I could only keep trembling.

He tried to break free, but soon stopped.

“Evans?” He spoke, his voice extremely puzzled. “Are you…shaking?”

I could only hold him tighter, while pressing my cold face to his hot cheek.

“…Your face… Why is it so cold?” He asked.

I still didn’t say anything.

“… Are you…scared?” He asked in an incredulous tone.

I was finally able to speak.

“Don’t go,” I whispered in his ear.

“It’s not a deal. I’m not swimming in it. I’m… …I’m terrified of losing you.” I hung my head, like a most helpless, pathetic human being, and admitted my failure, my humility, and my insignificance, to my prey.

He was silent.

After a long time, he slowly raised his hand and reached out to touch the left side of my face that he had just punched.

I softly said, “It hurts.”

He grunted, but his hands moved more gently.

I added a sentence: “You kiss me, it will not hurt.”

His hand froze there.

Half a sound, and he whispered with hatred, “Shameless.”

But he still turned his head and nodded at my lips—my heart, all of a sudden, rose to the fullest.

I took his hand, clasped the back of his head, and kissed him back deeply.

When he could only close his eyes and pant heavily on my shoulder, I came close to his ear and whispered, “Angel, there is an evil demon here, evil and shameless by nature. But…if you are by his side, he swears in the name of the devil that he would always, always do evil to you alone, only to you alone, lust and shamelessness…are you willing to promise him?”

His face was getting hotter and hotter, and his head was dropping lower and lower.

Finally, I heard three words, three words that I had been waiting for twenty years: I am willing.

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September 17, 2023 9:27 am

Ara ara

September 17, 2023 11:33 am

Ahh I love these two 😭💖💖 Thank you so much for the translation!!! I’m sad it’s already the end!

September 17, 2023 1:33 pm

Thanks for translating!

September 19, 2023 1:33 am

I always saw Evans and Miquel forming a relationship and Evans was a favourite character from the moment he appeared.
I don’t really understand the alternative universe; I’d rather have had a continuation of the original, even though I enjoyed the extras.
I still loved this novel though and it’s added as another favourite.
The differences between angel & Demon are not always that great!
Thank you both so much, Addis and Kiramekineko, for bringing us this story 🥰

Official LMW release!

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