Finally, the archangel wakes up. After staying in coma for three days!
"Uh… I lost?" Graham said as he slowly regains his consciousness.
"That's right. Now, you have to keep the promise. You will make a contract with me and become my familiar. This way, I will work you to the bone."
For the werewolves, I don't have to give them this order. It was because they love fighting. And participating in the war is something that they wish for. Other than for the sake of saving the world.
But for the angels, they are lazy, and stupid. That's why for the last three days, I have been busy.
"I see… fine, I'll do it! But do you really want a familiar who is weaker than you?" Graham asked.
"I want an army. By making a contract with you, I can have the other angels to be under my control. Their teamwork is terrible, that's why I'm thinking of getting them learn to fight. I'll ask the werewolves so they can fight and gain some experiences," I said.
