Night Crow Master

Bennett Castle.

A banquet is being held in this huge castle in the center of the territory, decorated with complex colors that are close to the aesthetics of the demon.

One by one, the demons, whose bodies differ greatly from human beings, are gathering in the large castle hall.

And at the innermost part of the hall, on the high platform stacked by flat steps, the devil's young son Bennett was sitting on a bench that I didn't know whether it should be called a recliner or some other bench.

This form is close to humans, except that there are four eyes on the face, a single horn on the forehead, and no toes on both legs, but a demon like a sheep's hoof. This is Bennett.

He stared at the demons below with a smile, but his face was full of disgust.

At this moment, a huge floating eye floated beside him:

"His Royal Highness Bennett."

"Huh?" Bennett rolled his eyes, staring at the demons with compound eyes.

"About the movements of other Highnesses."

The huge floating eyes buzzed, telepathically sending messages to Bennett.

"I'm not interested, I can't win anyway."

Bennett's compound eyes did not look at it again, but turned back to the front and continued to look at the demons below who were immersed in the banquet.

"..." The floating giant eyed demon clan bowed slightly, and flew away from Bennett's sight.

Soon after, the floating giant eyes appeared on the balcony beside the banquet hall.

However, the giant eyed demons are not as simple as looking at the scenery.

Beside it, a phantom appeared, and at the same time, words appeared on it:

"how about it?"

The giant-eyed demons stared at the phantom, and the ability of its race alone made the phantom surface its response:

"No lying, Prince Bennett did not intend to participate in the succession war."

"Are you sure?" Demon words appeared on the surface of Phantom again.

"I'm sure." The floating giant eyes were full of spiritual power, and words swelled on the surface of the phantom, "No one can lie without being discovered under my power, even the Demon King."

"Then you are really dangerous." The words on the surface of the Phantom changed.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, pay according to the price list." The psychic power on the giant eyes moved and urged.

...

After the banquet was over, Prince Bennett returned to his room after all the guests he invited had left.

The moment he entered the room, he raised his right hand, and the magic power surged in his palm, sealing the entire room.

After sitting on the chair in his room, his right hand lifted the long hair behind his head.

Behind his head, there was also a face.

After the long hair was picked up, the four eyes on the face suddenly opened, while the opposite, the four eyes on the front were closed.

The four eyes that Huo Ran opened slightly narrowed, and a strange smile appeared at the corners of her mouth:

"The mere superior beholder dare to use racial abilities against me, but unfortunately, I don't reach the level of the eye of the elders, and I can't even see my characteristics."

At this moment, beside him, a face appeared in a brass-colored book:

"But the problem is, your power is still not enough, isn't it?"

Hearing the sound, Prince Bennett turned his back and turned the back of his head toward that face. At the same time, his hands and feet twisted unnaturally, twisting in the opposite direction.

In an instant, the back of his head became the front.

Seeing this weird change, the faces on the Brass Book also showed a smile.

And Bennett’s four compound eyes, staring at the brass book, asked:

"My dear staff, do you have any suggestions?"

"Use hairless beasts."

There was a voice from the brass books:

"Let the hairless beasts be your army, your strength."

"Hairless beast? Something that is useless except for viewing? What can it do?"

Questions were outlined on Bennett's face.

"Although it is very weak, but if gathered together, it can be more or less effective."

Brass Books responded, still in a tepid voice:

"And, besides them, you don't have any other options now, do you?"

Hearing the sound of the brass book, Bennett's face sank, but then he smiled again:

"Yes. Yes, but who gave you the courage to taunt me!?"

The corners of his mouth were torn apart, Bennett's face with sharp teeth suddenly split into four petals, and the surging magic flame hit the brass book.

The terrifying heat gathered magic power to form flames, burning the brass-colored books into charred ashes.

...

Outside Bennett Castle, in the city.

A female demons stepped forward and moved towards her residence. At the moment when the Book of Brass was burned to ashes, her footsteps stopped.

Beside her, a tall Mozu asked with thoughts:

"what happened?"

"The avatar is destroyed."

The face of the female demons was a little ugly.

"The avatar is destroyed? Which one? The one on the farm or the castle?"

"In the castle."

The female demon snorted: "It's really difficult to deal with. A word of discord will directly destroy my avatar."

"After all, in the context of this world, the three views of the Mozu are different from ours."

The tall demon whispered:

"How is it going?"

"Other heirs or other players used Bennett's superior beholder to find out if he has the idea of ​​participating in the successor war. Bennett hides his idea, but..."

The demon clan responded, showing a pensive look:

"Our previous guess was wrong. Bennett did not have any connection or planning with the human race, and the chance of winning is too small for an army that can be used for combat."

"I think so."

The tall Mozu thought about it:

"So, what does it mean to specifically mention humans in the background story? Smoke bombs?"

"It shouldn't be a smoke bomb, let's go to Mononoke Osana to check it out."

After thinking about it for a while, the female demon said decisively.

"now?"

The look of the tall demons hesitated:

"Would you like to stay and check it out?"

"It's unnecessary." The Demon Race shook her head, "Although this Bennett has a certain ability, it is hopeless compared to other forces. Even if it is ultimately related to humans, Bennett will not be a climate."

After stopping her explanation, the tall demons pondered for a long time, and finally agreed to nod.

The two walked together and left Bennett City.

...

Inside the castle, after the brass books were burned, Bennett's face did not show any emotions such as "relief", but fear.

Fear and awe appeared on his face, as if talking to himself:

"Father, let me go! Let me go!"

In his horrified expression, a face emerged from his chest, making a sound:

"No problem, poor Bennett."