"The news spread like wildfire throughout Hell. Every demon was abuzz with curiosity, wondering how Lucifer had agreed to let Charlie visit Heaven, given his initial opposition. However, Vox was seething with anger over the decision. He summoned an emergency meeting with the Seven Lords of Sin.

  As the Lords gathered, they noticed Vox's clenched fists and kept their distance, wary of provoking the Prideful Lord's ire. In Hell, no one dared to trifle with the pride of the Lord of Pride. Yet, Lucifer had never missed an opportunity to deflate Vox's ego."

  In Heaven, the reaction was no different. Archangel Mikhail could see that not every soul was thrilled about welcoming the Princess of Hell. It was also the day of the sermon, when every soul gathered in the All-Religion Temple to listen to Archangel Mikhail's melodious and thought-provoking song. But that day was different, as Archangel Mikhail was not in the mood for singing.

  Archangel Gabriel was also sitting among the souls. When Mikhail made his appearance, Gabriel felt shivers down his spine as he saw those cold blue eyes piercing through and looking down on everyone. Yet, after a moment, those same blue eyes gleamed with love and divinity. When Gabriel looked around, he felt that not even one of them had noticed it. Mikhail spread his hands, and his light golden hair fluttered in the air as he said warmly, "Heavenly souls, today I want to ask you all a question." Everyone looked at him intriguingly as he placed his hand on his chest and continued, "Should someone who is condemned to Hell be forgiven?"

  Everyone fell silent for a moment, and then the sound of murmuring filled the entire auditorium. Gabriel looked at Mikhail with shock. Mikhail turned towards him, a smile on his face with his eyes closed, as Gabriel exclaimed, "What are you trying to prove?" Mikhail opened his eyes, which were colder than ice. Gabriel sighed and said, "You know it's impossible to redeem a Hell-forsaken soul!" Mikhail's gaze shifted to the souls, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he said, "Let's see what God's greatest creation will say."

  After an hour, the souls broke into groups, each advocating a different point. Mikhail smiled and whispered in Gabriel's ear, "And that's how they divided into religions and factions." Gabriel watched them with wide, shocked, and sad green eyes. Mikhail almost laughed but controlled himself. He approached the largest group, his eyes glinting with amusement. He asked them, "So, what do you think?" The crowd leader stepped forward, his brow furrowed in strictness, and said, "We believe they should never be forgiven. They lived their lives indulging in their own desires, causing others to suffer, while we struggled and only did what pleased God Almighty."

  Mikhail looked at the crowd leader, feigning surprise as if he had never heard such a viewpoint. Then, he approached the second-largest group and posed the same question. Their leader stepped forward and said in a concerned tone, "We believe they should first receive the punishment they deserve, and then they can be forgiven." Mikhail turned to Gabriel, a smile spreading across his face, as Gabriel struggled to break his gaze.

  Mikhail nodded thoughtfully, taking note of their conversation. Then, he moved towards the third group and looked at them as their leader stepped forward to answer the question. The leader seemed confident in his response, saying, "They should be immediately brought to Heaven." Mikhail burst into laughter, unable to hold back any longer. The third and smallest group consisted of only two souls. Wiping away tears of laughter, Mikhail saw the confusion on their faces and composed himself. "Listen, child," he said, "this is Heaven, not your garden. You're here because of some hope for betterment within you. They're hopeless."

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  Mikhail looked at them, clearly amused by all the answers, and smirked. "Now, go to your houses. And don't think anything useless anymore." he said with a hint of amusement. Then he paused a bit and said with utter seriousness, "When the Princess of Hell arrives, I want you all to stay calm. If anyone raises their voice, the King of Hell won't be pleased."

  When everyone had left, Mikhail turned to Gabriel, who was still trying to process what had just transpired. Mikhail placed a hand on Gabriel's shoulder, his expression a mix of amusement and his characteristic icy gaze. "You see, Gabriel," he said with a smirk, "it's always about their thinking, not one of them considered leaving this decision to God. They're all hopeless, regardless of whether they're in Heaven or Hell."

  The beautiful garden of Heaven was adorned with white and crystal blue balloons, and exquisite pieces of glass were placed on a swing crafted from a vine plant with gorgeous purple flowers. The garden was a kaleidoscope of colors, with flowers of every hue blooming in harmony. Each flower emitted a unique fragrance, creating an aromatic atmosphere that was both soothing and uplifting. The garden's beauty was mesmerizing, capable of captivating anyone's attention and making them forget their troubles. They would simply want to sit there, basking in the serenity.

  Mikhail stood in the garden, blowing a whistle that summoned a variety of birds to perch on his shoulder. He gazed at them warmly and gently placed them on the trees. The birds' chirping filled the air, creating a melodious atmosphere that was nothing short of enchanting. Mikhail danced to the birdsong, his voice humming softly in perfect harmony. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful, with the angels watching in rapt attention, eager to hear more, smell the sweet fragrances, and witness Mikhail's captivating dance.

  Mikhail paused for a moment, then snapped his fingers, summoning a gentle breeze that began to blow, soothing and harmonizing the atmosphere. Meanwhile, Gabriel approached the first group of souls and asked their leader, "Why do you believe that Hellish souls should not be saved?" The man looked at Gabriel with a condescending gaze, as if he were naive, and replied with a sigh, "Listen, Angel, if anyone can be forgiven for their crimes, then my own devotion to God's will was for nothing. I endured hardships because God commanded me to, but those souls refused to listen. Therefore, they should be punished."

  Mikhail, standing just outside the garden, overheard the conversation. He emerged and placed a hand on Gabriel's shoulder, saying warmly, "Forgive his shortsightedness, Heavenly soul. He knows nothing of your suffering or your life." However, his tone and expression shifted dramatically as his eyes turned colder than ice, and his voice dripped with a chilling intensity, "He doesn't know that you were acting under God's orders."

  The soul's leader felt a shiver run down his spine, but he maintained his composure, saying, "You Angels can never comprehend the trials and hardships we were given by the Almighty God. You will never understand the complexity of our brains and hearts." Mikhail's smile was cold and calculating as he replied, "Have you ever met God?" The man's eyes widened, and he began to sweat, responding, "That's blasphemous! How can I even think about such a thing? It's His choice, not mine. I can never dream of thinking that I want to see Him. Whenever He wishes, He will show Himself to me."

  Mikhail turned away, rolling his eyes in disdain, before turning back to the man and saying, "As you mentioned, we are merely Angels, and we don't know anything." The soul leader's face lit up with a triumphant look as he said, "That's right. You will never understand how Satan tempted us and how we saved ourselves from him. Now, his daughter is visiting Heaven." Mikhail's tone was warm and condescending as he said, "Don't worry, we just want to warn them that Heaven is more powerful and has more clear-minded souls like you." The man seemed pleased and departed.

  Gabriel turned to Mikhail, who was visibly angry, his cheek twitching with irritation.

  Gabriel took two steps back from Mikhail, and the gatekeeper of Heaven approached, looking worried. Meanwhile, in Hell, Charlie was preparing to visit Heaven when Lucifer stopped her and ordered Alastor to accompany her. Charlie's face fell as she said, "You know they won't allow a demon to enter Heaven." Lucifer's expression feigned surprise as he replied, "Aren't you a demon princess?" Beelzebub intervened, saying, "My lord, I was a Cherub in Heaven. Shouldn't I go with her to keep her safe?" Lucifer's eyes remained emotionless as he said, "I know what I'm doing." Charlie had no choice but to accept Alastor as her escort, and he looked just as surprised as she was. However, Lucifer's smile hinted at a hidden amusement.

  In Heaven, the gatekeeper handed Mikhail a message from the King of Hell. Mikhail opened it, sighed, and read the contents, which stated that if Alastor couldn't enter Heaven, Charlie wouldn't be allowed to enter either. Mikhail's laughter was cold and calculated, and the gatekeeper looked both surprised and intimidated. With a sly smile and icy eyes, Mikhail said, "Let us welcome the Princess and her partner."