Michael was about to leave the meeting hall after talking to the twins when Azazel received a call from Sadie.
"My Lord, Lady Sadie has learned something important," Azazel said.
"Put her through then," Michael motioned him to connect Sadie to the mirror before them. Azazel nodded and flicked his wrist as the mirror flickered for a moment before showing Sadie's face.
Sadie was pleasantly surprised to see Michael without his mask or the usual black armor. His current attire reminded Sadie of the time she first met him. At that time, she was far stronger than him. Everything felt like a dream to Sadie. In such a short time, the cocky guy she met at the heavenly gate competition went from Foundation stage warrior to the Dark Lord who was at the Immortal stage. Looking at Michael's charming face, her cherry-red lips curled upwards, radiating a bright smile.
"My Lord," Sadie grabbed her long sky-blue skirt and curtsied Michael.