Demon King Doesn’t Have to be Overthrown

Regarding the anomaly on Sean's side, none of the people present noticed it.

Everyone was just immersed in excitement, looking at the parchment in their hands, their eyes were full of excitement, even Rumia and Melika were no exception.

In the end, even Alis didn’t seem to doubt the power of the "magic props" anymore, and put them away cautiously. If they get the treasure, even Vivienne and Thiel are a little uncertain, in their own hands. Is the parchment paper a powerful magic prop?

In other words, no one on the scene found that the magic just now was not activated from the parchment, but from Sheen.

There is no way.

With a full-level [Magic Manipulation] skill, Sheen's current control of magic power can be described as magical. It is easy to hide the fluctuations of magic power.

In this situation, unless someone at the scene has the full-level [Magic Sensing] skill, it is possible to detect the magic that Sheen deliberately controls. Otherwise, even the elves who are born magicians like Melika are aware. Not the source of magic.

And will anyone at the scene possess the full-level [Magic Perception] skill?

The answer is naturally no.

Therefore, everyone began to try one after another in excitement.

"I'll try it too!"

Magret rushed in front of everyone without any patience and lifted the "magic props".

"〖Come on! Harder!〗"

Remembering Sean's instructions, Magray used his maximum volume without hesitation, and with his triumphant tone and extremely arrogant attitude, he was utterly incomparable.

"[Lightning]..."

At this time, the small chanting sound was once again mixed under the loud voice, causing the huge magical power to erupt, turning into a dazzling lightning, and blasting out at an astonishing speed.

Everyone felt a flower in front of them, and then lightning hit the ground far away, as if a thunder came down, bursting with a dazzling flash.

As a result, a scorched pothole appeared on the distant ground, and it was still smoking.

"Haha! So amazing! So amazing!"

Magret was already overwhelmed with excitement, as if he was showing such power, with his nose up to the sky, he had to let everyone kneel down and shouted a long live to him.

"I'll try it too!"

Seeing this, Utilis, the daughter of the magic props firm, couldn't bear it, and couldn't wait to lift the "magic props."

"I'll come too."

Leon still had a handsome smile like a spring breeze, only the excitement in his eyes could not be hidden anyway.

In this way, the two also tried to use "magic props".

"〖Elegant butterfly!〗"

Utilis shouted out the shortest but most unbearable "magic spell" among the crowd.

"〖If it's a man, come on me!〗"

Lyon yelled out words that horrified the women he had spent his life soaking in.

Unfortunately, no one at the scene understood the meaning of these two sentences.

However, as the only person who could understand, Sheeen couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter.

"You...what's wrong with you?"

"Sean?"

Both Vivienne and Thiel were taken aback by the sudden laughter of Sean.

On the contrary, Leon and Utilis, seeing nothing happen after they shouted the "magic spell", couldn't help becoming more serious.

"It seems that we are not shouting loudly enough, or our singing is not very standard."

"We still need to practice, Lord Lyon."

The two exchanged opinions like this, and then they started to practice as if they were going to be angry.

"〖If it's a man, come on me!〗"

"〖Elegant butterfly!〗"

"〖If it's a man, come on me!〗"

"〖Elegant butterfly!〗"

At the moment, Lyon and Utilis were practicing the use of "magic spells" continuously, and they continued to practice more and more vigorously.

"Puff! Hahahahahaha!"

Sheehan laughed so much that her stomach hurts, and she couldn't help crying while she felt that her abdominal muscles were about to cramp.

Seeing this kind of Sean, Lumia and Melika became a little worried, wondering if he was sick, while Vivienne and Thiel seemed to perceive something wrong, and the corners of their eyes jumped.

"...Tier."

"I know, even if I die, I can't sing this kind of spell."

The two made this decision silently.

Of course, the rest of the people who didn't know all of this seemed to be infected by Leon and Utilis, and one or two of them began to practice, letting the "magic spells" that made Sheen laugh.

As for Lumia and Melika, they were desperately stopped by Vivienne and Thiel when they were planning to practice.

After that, for the sake of her own life, Sean didn’t let herself laugh to death in the wilderness, and used magic several times for the time being, so that everyone thought that her practice had finally yielded results. Treasure’s "magic props".

The sky gradually darkened, causing the mighty motorcade to slowly slow down and stop on the countryside, preparing to camp at night.

...

When the stars are all over the night sky, the escorting convoy has already set up the camp, so that large and small tents stand up and down one after another, and one bonfire is burning under the moon night, illuminating the surroundings. .

A group of knights and adventurers are busy, some are preparing dinner, some are patrolling around, and some are standing in front of a tent, their faces are serious and vigilant, it seems like they are protecting something. Like a treasure house, I dare not relax at all.

But what appeared in this tent was not a treasure, let alone an important person, but Kilian.

At this time, Kilian maintained a state of being heavily constrained by constrained props, and was even tied to a pole by chains, with cold eyes and a gloomy expression.

"Those guys, haven't they come to save me?"

Kilian's face was cold, and his heart was filled with uncontrollable anger and humiliation.

During this period of time, for Kilian, it was like being in hell, causing him to be in pain all the time.

Not because someone tortured him, not because someone tortured him, but for Kilian, being imprisoned by inferior human races like this, being escorted by them as they pleased, that is more painful than death. .

shame!

shame!

shame!

In Kilian's mind, such words kept appearing, deeply stimulating his heart.

If he could commit suicide, then Kylian would never hesitate, he felt so deeply humiliated.