So I fixed my tie, tried to forget about the promise I made to the brothel girls and the promise I made to Asmodey not to do his job, knocked politely on the door of Lucifer's office. So he came in. So he got stunned.
The lord of the Underworld, almost lying on the table and pressing his forehead against a cold ebony tree, laughed uncontrollably. I didn't even believe my eyes. Lord of the Underworld. Unbridled. I laughed. And sincerely and wholeheartedly. You can't find such a sight in the daytime with fire, not like in Henna herself.
So I asked him what was going on, of course. And it was so...
Once again they knocked at the office in a day.
Come in, the devil gave up.
Not the office, but a passageway yard of some kind. But this time the visitor turned out to be quite unexpected.
What's the matter, Elietta? The prince bent his eyebrow, addressing the Pandemonium Academy calligraphy teacher, who sat down in a curtain.
Here you are, she sighed a doomed sigh, giving the Devil a stack of neatly folded sheets, the senior class missed my lesson, and I forced these sneaks to write me an explanatory letter. Please, my lord, get acquainted with their work, because there is no strength anymore. Thank you in advance, Eliette sat down again in a curtain and hurried away.
The devil bewildered and looked at the sheet crowning the stack. Just out of interest, as he was waiting for a much more urgent matter.
I, Melchom, missed a calligraphy lesson for the glory of Satan!
P. S. I also made a sacrifice to him, here.
Well done, boy, the Devil grinned at him, opening the next explanation. He knows how to find an approach.
I, Shakes, skipped all the lessons because I was saving the world from the second coming of Jesus.
And the demon is enterprising, though. However, I hope he succeeded in his endeavor.
I, the Great and Terrible, my Evil Darkness Elendiel missed... because my cat was caught in the fiery lake of Flegheton and I had to save her with the help of my serf.
I, the Great and Terrible, my Evil Darkness Louisdielle missed because it wasn't the king's business to go to lessons. My brother's cat also got into Flegheton and we had to save her.
These are the guys who burned them. Yes, they are egotistical, all the enemies will be repressed, said the Prince.
I am Mogilotron. And my name is stupid. And I'm sick of writing it out in beautiful handwriting every time.
All the fuss, all the stuff. Despair.
I'm sorry, I'm the one who just...
I, Sammanel, showed the fact to Apostle Peter during the break, and then ran away from him for another hour on Purgatory. The disgusting messenger fell into the pit that Shakes, who had dug the world from the second coming of Shakes, ended up in.
Because when Christ rose from the dead, they buried him badly!
The devil couldn't help but laugh down his throat.
I did not go, because the snow fell. I've been friends with the rhyme since I was a kid.
"Anonymous."
It is noticeable, the Prince removed the light strand from his forehead so that he could not interfere with reading, the brilliant poems ...
I, Niel, did not come to class to protest that demons can not use an excuse, as if their demons were confused.
So I was really confused by a demon, by garlic. Info 100%.
I, Nebiros, confused Nielle in the school corridor, blasphemously depriving her of the opportunity to attend a calligraphy class. We were caught by Mr. Asmodei, but he said that everything was fine and Mr. Béliard would approve.
If Béliard approved, I'm afraid I'm even afraid to guess what they're so confused about... The devil grinned evilly.
I, Parail, and Ivan Susanin, because yesterday St. Martin came up to me all over my face, saying, "Show me where you keep your nuclear weapons, or I'll dare you to die, so I showed you. And this Martin, in general...
Hands-on the tree, feet under the oak tree. You can't handle a rocket so rudely.
Oh... Well, what can I say here...
Well, I... I've micromanaged in general. Everybody's going down, but am I worse?
Oh, that's... The devil sighed, ruffled his hair, Audino upbringing...
And Cerberus tore my pants and drooled. I wonder if I should go to calligraphy in my torn pants. Not to go!
Oh, I'm Lillian, by the way.
And after me, Niriel, a mop technician chased me down and shouted that I was a demon. Why is our mop a cap?! And that she's so overreacting, you'd think the floors wouldn't dry out...
Here, read this, Beliar, look at it, the Devil waved his hand towards the carefully folded stack of sheets on the edge of the table, - what an enterprising generation we have now grown. And, you know, I am calm for them. They won't disappear anywhere. And for a demon, it is the main thing.
