Demon King Dad

"Hey, funny kid."

With a sneer from Dim, the coldness in the idiot's eyes finally faded. He put away the dagger, took up the small bread's hand again, turned and walked towards home.

"Hey, I am suddenly interested in this kid. Don't tell me that you are not interested in him? With your personality, you will try to understand threats you don't know, and then make judgments."

"........................He didn't want to kill me."

"Oh, that's true. Maybe it should be said whether he noticed you is still a problem. Okay! Then I will leave the red-haired boy alone, let me take care of this little girl who is dragging your clothes. how about it?"

The idiot lowered his head, and saw that Little Bread was pulling his sleeve, pulling him constantly. After seeing the idiot's eyes on her, the little girl showed a straight happy smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and pointed to the front. Looking along her little fingers, a person was standing in front of him.

"Your Mightiness."

Slightly tender voice, with a cold breath.

Under her short, colorless blue hair, she had a childish face about the age of an idiot.

She stood there, folded her hands in front of her, a simple black and white maid skirt symbolizing her identity.

This is a girl...

A girl with white skin, as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, even her expression was as cold as her skin, and she couldn't see any emotions.

And that idiot in a maid suit had seen it. Most of the maids in charge of serving the "princess" walnuts are wearing such clothes.

"……………………"

"……………………"

No communication, no dialogue.

The idiot and the girl faced each other in the shade. They looked at each other, looked at each other, and maintained the silence after five minutes. As if they could not speak or move at all, just like this forever confrontation.

"Woo...oooo~~~!"

However, such a cold spot has made Little Bread somewhat unaccustomed. She was hungry, but she didn't have that good endurance at a young age. After ten minutes passed, the little girl's belly suddenly made a "cooing" sound, and she was also depressed, pulling the idiot, clutching her belly and slowly squatting down.

The blue-haired maid's gaze was slightly deflected, and fell on the bun, who raised her head with a begging expression but was afraid to speak. After staring for another minute, the blue-haired maid finally took a step forward and bowed slowly to the idiot.

"The Royal Military Academy of Divine Grace, a student of the Elementary Department of the Department of Literature and Art, and one of the exclusive maids of Princess Walnut Durea Frisius, Lucifer. Come to execute the princess' orders."

There was a sneer in the blood pupil, but he did not express any rhetoric. The idiot still looked at the girl in front of him coldly, waiting for her to continue.

".................."

".................."

"You... are a member of the Hermit Knights?"

The girl slowly raised her head, staring at the idiot with her non-emotional eyes. After another confrontation for almost five minutes, the girl finally nodded.

"………………………………"

Idiot, don't like the Hermit Knights.

Although the members of this mysterious knight order are all women, they are treacherous, evil, and cruel to the extent that they scare him. When he first encountered a member of the Knights in the circus tent, the girl named Wendy, he had a deep understanding of how strong their combat power was. Moreover, she once wanted to use the bread as an experiment in order to survive.

Intuition tells the idiot that all members of this knight order must be handled with care. If one fails, he may die without a burial place.

"what's up."

The idiot asked.

However, the girl did not say more. After bowing, she immediately turned around. After casting a "please follow" look at the idiot, he left without looking back.

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The idiot is thinking. He wouldn't just follow up without thinking. Especially after this woman named Lucifer claimed to have come to carry out the "princess" order.

The wisdom of the "princess" is terrible. She can kill you when you are least defensive. The walnut, called the "princess", is undoubtedly absolutely terrifying. Although so far, she has avoided several assassinations and frame-ups due to various precautions. But there is no guarantee that you can always escape. What's more, now she is sending a member of the Hermit Knights.

Regarding the intellectual warfare, the idiot thinks that Walnut is too strong for himself...too much.

His footsteps, step forward...

Now, the idiot thinks that there is no better way to stop Walnut from plotting himself. She knew her address, her weakness (small bread), and her humble and incompetent strength. Being in this wind-blown sand city, it is absolutely impossible to escape her search. But if he leaves, he is not confident that he can find a better living environment in other towns than Fengchuansha. After all, here you can get the benefits of food and shelter without risking your life.

Sewer rats are afraid of death.

There is no food and a mouse in a cave to hide from beasts, there is only a dead end. If this is the case, it is better to be careful not to fall into the trap set by the "princess".

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The sunshine in the early spring was soft everywhere, and the warm light shining on the passersby gave the whole city a lazy feeling. The windblown sand that escaped the danger of drought has once again returned to its previous prosperity and glory. There are more pedestrians and shops on the street than before.

Lucifer walked out of the school gate and strolled on the avenue of the town. Compared with the enthusiasm of other passers-by, she looked extremely deserted, and it seemed that no matter how warm the atmosphere was, the coldness on her face could not melt a little.

The idiot followed behind her, dragging the bun who was already staggering with hunger. The three people in front and back walked in the dark shadows of those houses in the most unobtrusive way, and slowly came to the market located in the civilian area.

Lucifer's footsteps stopped. She lowed her eyes, looking at the turbulent, hot market. The shouts inside were deafening, and some shops with big sale banners became another kind of "battlefield." The idiot saw her stop, and naturally stopped, waiting for her next move.

The girl closed her eyes... Then, she took a deep breath... exhaled...

Finally, her eyes opened again, her steps lifted again, and she walked into the market. After five steps forward, she turned around and stood still. After the idiot thought about it, he walked slowly to her.

"The princess orders."

After the idiot was almost shoulder to shoulder with her, Lucifer walked into the market again, and said as he walked--

"Buy you protective equipment suitable for your identity."

"…………………………why."

"Because at the princess's 12th birthday, there will be a ten-person selection contest."

"…………………………I do not understand."

"……………………"

"……………………"

"……………………"

Without more answers, the girl went into complete silence. After the silence lasted for a period of time, Dian Mie suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! It's funny, it's so funny! I thought that only you would make others cold. I didn't expect there is another one here! Hey, what should I do? How are you going to fix her? Seeing how this little girl walks, she shouldn’t be a good girl. It’s not easy to deal with it~~~"

"..."

The idiot lowered his head and continued to pull the bun forward.

"Don't answer? Okay, I know I said something wrong. Then change the subject, what do you think the little ‘princess’ did to buy you armor mean?"

After thinking about it for a while, the idiot looked up: "She...is trying to boost my confidence."

"Oh? It seems that this move by her was a ‘good intention’?"

"Then, when I competed over my own capacity, I was ‘killed’ by other contestants."

"Ha ha, ha ha ha ha. Um, it makes sense. It makes sense, isn't it? Seriously, this strategy is really ‘spicy’. I think only the ‘princess’ can think of it, right?”

The idiot ignored the cynicism of Dim Mie. Walnut is not a day or two anymore. But fortunately, I have seen through the "conspiracy" in it, so as long as I resolutely don't participate in the selection, I can definitely guarantee my safety.

"Woo... woo......"

The idiot who was thinking carefully about the problem suddenly heard the groan of Little Bread again. Lowering her head, she saw that the little girl's feet had begun to flutter, and her eyes were red and swollen. She was so hungry that she wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to cry. Now the idiot has roughly figured out the "poison ploy" of Walnut, so he felt relieved and started to think about how to solve the lunch problem.