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Chapter 43 Counterattack (Part 1)

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Hughes was not an expert, even an early student, he had already been a master acquisition. Anyway, Jin did not take long time to get a bad smell.

“Stop me, Jin, fuse”

“Can you go so fast?”

“No, this is the first time, I must confirm that you enjoy it …” Hughes restarted his previous job. Jin’s breathing suddenly reached a soft kiss –

“Oh!”

“Does it hurt?” Husse looked gently and asked for a sharp outfit.

Jin’s breath penetrated. “No, that is to say … Oh well … well … ah …”

Feisha felt that all the blood of his body ran to his face and some of his stomachs. You have to take it to another place. It is desirable that it’s a personal place. At the same time he stood on the door open in the corridor of the sky. Moon stopped the children as they sat on the ground and stopped. “What are you doing here?”

Feisha slowly raised himself as just happening. “Oh, I want to sleep here.”

“… Really, what’s good about sleeping?” Moon humbled himself with Feisha Square. “I want to see, because I am already scared”.

“…”

“Hey, really beautiful!”

“Bad sleep in your constitution, the floor is too difficult …” When Luina shared the artist, Faisha stopped walking. I sleep for him. Feisha recovered the DLD in his room and pardoned himself easily. He did not listen any more.

When he ordered a little, Jin received an angry name. Will he come after me later? Feisha moved to Jean’s shoes and considered it for a while. Of course he wants. After arriving at this conclusion, Feisha tied the corner of the room and adjusted it to DLD.

The two spirals were perfectly synchronized and interconnected to create a loving pair. Feisha can smell most of his intimate smell from his position on the floor away from them.

“Ham,” Jin stopped stopping his breath, or is it not enough yet?

Hags shouted. “No, I … I need perfection …”

Jin was silent, apparently before the curse. “Fuck!”

Feisha instinctively knew that Jean’s curvature was in her. He set up the DLD. Oh yes Jin, do you think of another man who loves your girlfriend? There is no love that covers it, but rather burning hatred, so a dangerous heart. She felt Feishu, obviously not a love, so she leaves …

Feisha shouted at the opening of the closet and climbed with the hands of two people. He could not predict what Jin would do after that, but he could hide somewhere else. The only thing that never missed Noah’s discrepancy, if any, was space. Maybe Jin grew with this new dynamics, thank him only!

Or, you know. It becomes fatal. He was persecuted – Jin tries to kill him. Even if you fall into a crisis, you’ve never been hurt. He had only one thing, he was as high as he could. Before he knew this, Feisha was in a completely different environment for that time.

“Did he go behind Isfel’s floor, why was there a great pool on this floor? But it was not time to think of the way that the only door on the floor was open to reveal that a bright young man walks around. Feisha felt ventilation and looked at him with many circles of light surrounding.

The man extends in the bottle and extends his hand and releases gold boxes into the water. The layers behind the layer of waves are spread out, easily linked together, forming a light light galaxy.

“Well, pardon me …” Faisher approached unconscious to her husband’s soft voice, so as not to spoil the illusion before him.

The man guided him. With Feish’s eyes, he saw a tranquil blue sky that extends extensively. Everything was released from the circuits that all remained in human understanding.

“What can you do?” He followed.

The man smiled. Feisha did not see or hear her laughter, but he knew. “I’m a Metadata”.

Metatron? Are you a permanent resident? Does he live endlessly near God and something?

Feisha looked up. He thought his head was swollen, but the stairs did not hover, but the blue sky was completely open. The golden sun shone warmly and fell into an eternal sleep.

“You are the first man who has come here thousands of years.” Metatron’s voice sounded a little silly and silent.

“Issefel never came here or else?” Feisha, I heard the unbelievers.

“Here’s the entrance to the sky,” replied Metad. “Only people who are looking for an eternal paradise can go to this place.”

Feisha quickly walked a few steps. “Audio, I’ve heard all this, the sky is so great, I think I spend a little more time on the ground and in good condition. You see, I still have It is a key as a member of society, so great if you can, save Min on the place, if I’m ready, I’ll go back what you will say?

“Your heart is seeking peace and purity, but you will find this place again.

“In fact, everything I need is the most comfortable, do you think I came in midnight?

“Of course.”

I thank his palm. “You are too kind.

Metatron said, “You are not CEO of the New Arrest, I am a guest.”

Almost almost forgotten about that. “It’s your room, how did you buy it!”

Metatron returned to his room, Feisha followed him as a child who lost the dog. “What did you distribute at the start of the pool?

“Light”

“… Well, well, light is beautiful, light is beautiful, did not you, did you see yourself in the dining room that you ate?

“I do not have food”

“… Oh, fasting is also beautiful.” That is why this boy did not eat. “Before I said that only those who want to go to heaven come here, but who wants to go to heaven?

“Everyone can not go to heaven,” replied Metad.

Isfelam had wings, but I could not reach this place.

Jin’s strength was probably slightly weaker than Sir Kane, but he could not reach this place.

He might not have seen the rifle, but he could not get in here.

Feisha felt the likeness of some pride not to ask: “What norm I met here to climb here is because you can give me some guidance When I come back, can I keep his good behavior?”

“I also had a question”

“…”

Metatron entered my room. Technically it was a dormitory but in fact it was like a church. Feisha looked at the cross hanging on one wall, pulled a cross on her chest and said calmly “Amen.” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

“Perhaps,” Metatron said, “Because you climb as high as you can”.

“I do not have many good habits, but patience is certainly one of them.” Feisha responded without losing the shot.

“You can relax here, if you like.”

Feisha looked around. There was nothing like a bedroom. “In fact, you know that – I just fell and slept there.

Metatron went to see him and his silk hair floated. “I have no doubt about that.”

It was an important problem before leaving Feish. “Because they have not sinned, slightly, Metatron, the fallen angel disappeared, Isfels told me she was not proud, you know what he left.”

“He was cold and cold.”

How many people was sin? I was included in seven deadly sins? When he went along the stairs, Fijos thought. Suddenly he broke from them when he entered another man. Shouted “what?” He recognized his appearance as Jane, folded his arms, and before he saw great hatred, he was almost out of his mouth.

“Oh … he … nerd … I have not seen you for a long time, yes! You missed me? I miss you!

Jin smiled, but he could not reach him. “Of course, you missed me, why do not you give me when you come back?

“Trap!” Feeling innocently “Something, I am not!”

“Who cried out for Hughes with a piper, I exclaimed for acceptance? Hm?” He said, Jin felt of a certain area of ​​strong sāpību.

“Here, for me, that was all good for you”

“Oh?”

If you see Hughes sitting in the corner with tears in his eyes, “What will you do?” So I asked him what was wrong, he said he was DEA with you. I was jealous or trained. Especially, she can not choose her about you. I thought it would be better to release this êrguru to the fuse … You thought I was 2 times again, sometimes people need to know more about this matter and need to know more than anyone, “Feisha definitely emphasized this one point “was once to its side.

“Thank you so much.

Feisha lowered his voice. “The body of the fuse now becomes smaller … that is, it decreases, which means it will not hurt you only … … you know …”

Jin’s eyes were quickly established. “Yes, of course, his strength is crazy!

Feisha starts out. “Well, that’s a surprise.” The focus is on focus.

Jin thought he simply saw him and did not respond for a while. Feisha felt that there were hair at the back of the neck.

“Do not worry, Feisha, you’ll be a bit surprised.”

Immediately, Feisha was overthrown by the screw. Unfortunately, he drove a few meters away from the ground before leaving.

Jin walked through error. “I forgot to tell you, but I really have a strong hobbies out of drinks”

“Do not forget that you and the fuse have come together, though you did not like my help!

“What did your plan do, did not you, Kara and Antonio be rather strange?

“Well, I thought Day and Antonio were along with Hugh …” Because he understood something, his sentence was arrested. Jin’s question sounded like a bar.

Antonio chose this moment to get in, so he was found right away. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

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Chapter 43: Counterattack (Part 1)

What goes up must come down

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Hughes was either an insanely fast learner or already possessed the skillset. Either way, it didn’t take long for Gin to start panting.

“Stop pushing me away, Gin,” Hughes pouted.

“Then can you go faster?”

“No, it’s our first time! I need to make sure that you enjoy yourself…” With that said, Hughes resumed his previous task. Gin’s breathing sped up amongst the soft kissing, until suddenly-

“Ah!”

“Does it hurt?” Hughes asked, breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

Gin’s breath hitched. “No, it’s…o- okay…ah…”

Feisha felt all the blood in his body rush to his face, and some to his belly. Erm, maybe this should be taken elsewhere. Preferably somewhere private. Just as he made to stand up, a door creaked open in the empty hallway. Luna scuttled over in slippers, halting at the figure sitting on the ground. “What are you doing here?”

Feisha pushed himself up sluggishly, pretending to have just woken up. “Oh, uh, I like sleeping here.”

“…Really? What’s so good about sleeping like that?” Luna lowered himself onto the space next to Feisha. “I guess I’ll try it seeing as I’ve got insomnia anyway.”

“…”

“Hey, it’s actually pretty great!”

“Sleeping like that’s bad for your constitution. The floor’s too hard for…” Feisha stopped himself from rambling on when Luna let out a snore. Some insomnia he’s got. Silently excusing himself, Feisha took the DLD back to his room. He wasn’t in the mood to listen anymore.

As he flicked open the lights, Gin’s enraged yell of his name came to mind. He wouldn’t come after me later, would he? Feisha put himself into Gin’s shoes and considered it for a moment. Of course he would. Having come to that conclusion, Feisha squatted in a corner of his room and readjusted the DLD.

The two’s breathing were perfectly in sync, intertwining to create a loving duet. Feisha could almost smell the scent of their intimacy from his position floors away from them.

“Hu- mm,” Gin paused to catch his breath, “is- ah- this still not enough?”

Hughes growled. “No, I need…perfection…”

Gin fell silent, seemingly giving up before letting out a yell. “Fuck!”

Instinctively, Feisha knew that Gin’s outburst was directed at him. He put down the DLD. Oh, Gin, thinking about another man while making love to your boyfriend? What a traitorous heart you have, for it is not love that encompasses it but rather burning hatred. His feelings towards Feisha were obviously not love, so that leaves…

Feisha nodded to himself, flinging open the closet and sprinting upstairs with two sets of clothing in his arms. He couldn’t predict what Gin would do after this, but he could hide away somewhere. The only thing Noah’s Ark never had a shortage of were rooms, if nothing else. Maybe Gin will grow used to this new dynamic and feel only gratitude towards him!

Or, you know. Turn murderous. Who was he kidding – Gin was going to murder him. It never hurt to lay low during a crisis. There was only one thing in his mind, and that was to get as high as he could; before he knew it, Feisha found himself in completely different surroundings to before.

“Eh?” He’s gone past Isefel’s floor, hasn’t he? Why was there a big pool on this floor too? He didn’t have too much time to ponder, however, as the only door on the floor opened to reveal a fair-haired young man strolling towards him. Feisha felt kind of dazzled staring at him and the numerous rings of light orbiting around him.

The man stopped by the side of the pool, extending a hand and releasing a string of golden flakes into the water. Layers upon layers of ripples extended outwards, gently lapping against each other and forming a makeshift galaxy of light.

“Um, excuse me…” Feisha hesitantly approached the man, voice soft as to not shatter the illusion before him.

The man turned to him. Within his eyes, Feisha saw a cloudless blue sky that stretched to infinity. Everything was freed of the chains that bound them to mere human understanding.

“Who might you be?” he continued.

The man laughed. Feisha neither saw nor heard his laughter, but he knew. “I’m Metatron.”

Metatron? The permanent resident? Didn’t he live infinitely close to God or something?

Feisha looked up. As he had suspected, what hung over his head was no longer the spiralling of stairs but rather a wide open expanse of blue. The golden sunlight showered him with a warm glow that beckoned him to fall into an eternal slumber.

“You’re the first person to come here in many, many millennials.” Metatron’s voice sounded slightly muffled, softly echoing.

“Isefel’s never come here before? And the others?” Feisha asked, incredulous.

“This is the gateway to heaven,” Metatron replied. “Only those seeking the eternal paradise can reach this place.”

Feisha immediately took a few steps back. “Hey, so I’ve heard that heaven’s pretty great and all, but I reckon I’m fine spending a bit more time on earth. See, I’m still in my prime as a contributing member of society so it’d be great if you could save me a spot and I’ll come back when I’m ready, what do you say?”

“So long as your heart seeks serenity and purity, you shall find this place again.”

“Actually, the thing I need the most right now is serenity. Mind if I crash here for the night?”

“Of course.”

Feisha put his palms together in gratitude. “You’re too kind.”

“Are you not the front desk manager of Noah’s Ark? I’m just a guest,” Metatron said with a trace of amusement.

Oh yeah. Nearly forgot about that. “Well, um, it’s your room because you booked it out!”

Metatron turned to go back into his room, Feisha following him like a lost puppy. “What were you spreading in the pool earlier?”

“Light.”

“…Uh, right. Light is good, light is good. Hey, I’ve never actually seen you in the dining hall before, where do you get your food?”

“I do not need food.”

“…Uh, fasting is also good.” So basically this guy didn’t eat. “You said earlier that only people who want to go to heaven can come up here. Are there not a lot of people wanting to go to heaven?”

“Not everybody can go to heaven,” Metatron replied.

Isefel had wings, yet couldn’t reach this place.

Gin’s power was allegedly only a little bit weaker than Lord Cain, yet he couldn’t reach this place.

Hughes could turn invisible, yet he couldn’t sneak up to this place.

Feisha felt some semblance of giddy pride, unable to stop himself from asking, “What criteria did I meet to get up here? Could you give me some pointers so I can maintain my good behavior when I go back down?”

“I was wondering as well.”

“…”

Metatron walked into his room. It was technically a bedroom, but in reality it was more like a church. Feisha looked at the cross hanging on one wall, drawing a cross over his chest and softly uttering “Amen.”

“Maybe,” Metatron started, “it was because of your determination in climbing as high as you could.”

“I don’t have many good habits but perseverance is definitely one of them,” Feisha responded, not missing a beat.

“You may rest here if you wish.”

Feisha looked around himself. There was nothing resembling a bedroom here. “Actually you know what – I’ll just go down a level and sleep there instead.”

Metatron turned back to look at him, his silky hair floating with the motion. “I have no qualms with that.”

Before Feisha walked out, an important question came to mind. “Hey, Metatron, fallen angels all fell because they’ve committed a sin, right? Isefel told me that his wasn’t pride, do you know what sin he committed?”

“His was the sin of coldness.”

What. Coldness was a sin? Was that included in the seven deadly sins? Thoughts swirled around Feisha’s mind as he walked down the stairs. He was abruptly snapped out of them as he walked into another person. The indignant “Who?” was barely out of his mouth before he recognised the figure before him as Gin, arms folded and looking at him with an expression of blatant hatred.

“Oh…hey…bro… Long time no see, haha! Did you miss me? I missed you!”

Gin smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Of course you missed me. Why else would you set a trap for me as soon as you came back?”

“A trap?!” Feisha exclaimed innocently. “Who, me? No!”

“So who told Hughes to use chilli oil and cry me into agreeing? Hm?” As he spoke, Gin felt a distinct soreness from a certain area.

“Look, man, it was all for your own good.”

“Oh?”

“What would you do if you saw Hughes sitting in a corner with tears in his eyes? So I asked him what’s wrong and he told me all about how envious he was of you and Dea. Especially about how you don’t let him top…um, you should know better than anyone that sometimes men get sensitive about stuff like this. It took me so long to get you two back together again,” Feisha made sure to stress this point, “so I thought it’d be better to rid Hughes of that thorn in his side for once and for all.”

“What you mean to say is that I should be thanking you right now.”

Feisha lowered his voice. “Hughes’s body is smaller right now, which means that…that…should also be smaller. Which means that it won’t hurt as much for you when you…you know…”

Gin’s eyes immediately turned steely. “Yeah, sure, but his stamina is crazy!”

Feisha blinked. “Well, that’s a surprise.” Looks like concentration is the key.

Gin didn’t respond for a while, settling for just staring at him. Feisha felt the hairs at the back of his neck stand up.

“Don’t worry, Feisha, you’ll have a little surprise of your own soon enough.”

Immediately, Feisha turned to bolt. Unfortunately, he found himself levitating a few meters off the ground before he could get far.

Gin casually strolled over. “I forgot to tell you, but I actually have a few fun hobbies of my own outside of drinking blood.”

“Even if you don’t appreciate my help don’t forget who it was that got you and Hughes back together!”

“What did your little scheme do other than making Dea and Antonio a little bit awkward around each other?”

“Well, I made Hughes think that Dea and Antonio were together…” His sentence trailed off as he realised something – Gin’s question sounded like bait.

His realisation was spot on, he soon found, because Antonio chose that moment to step into his field of vision.
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