“Hesione, you can run away from reality, but you can’t run away from the consequences of running away from reality. We’re both Śārim. You can fool others, but not me. Mikhael and the others can see the truth, too.”0

Auriel scoffed. “Same with the Seven Demon Lords in Hell. Do you think you can fool them?”0

Hesione stayed quiet while telepathically urging Wayne to respond. The culprit should take responsibility, so he shouldn’t be enjoying the show.0

“Hesione, you’re willing to let me take responsibility?” Wayne responded in pleasant surprise.0

Hesione didn’t say anything. She had thought about that—or rather, Mona had. If she couldn’t return to Heaven, she would stay by Wayne’s side as his secretary; if she had to return to Heaven, she would take Wayne with her, making him a higher-tier angel. Simply put, he had to stay with her!0

But that was no longer viable. Wayne was the Anointed One and the Heavenly Father’s successor. She was no longer good enough for her incredibly important little brother.0

“Speak, Hesione!”0

“You have my divine power and stigma, so you can fool lower-tier angels beneath my status,” Hesione said, changing the subject. “The three other Śārim, the three Cherubim...0