The Brave Master Is the Demon King

The sea monster snake repair was wiped out, the Strait of the Dead Screen became quiet, and the Beaver had already left here, missing her whereabouts.

The three returned to Xiu Snake's back, which is the small island. After Xiu Snake was defeated, Eva dived into the sea and disappeared.

After the storm, the star space was clean without any clouds. The waves rushed to the beach and bumped into a pair of black boots. At this time, Rena was holding her legs, sitting next to the boots, and looking out at the sea.

Suddenly a warm and comfortable touch came from behind, and someone covered her with a white robe.

"Sitting here will catch a cold."

Jaina sat barefoot beside Rena.

"Sister Jaina."

"What's wrong?"

Jaina smiled and looked at Rena. She gave a very reliable feeling. Just sitting by her side can make people feel at ease.

"I'm a little worried about Eva, I don't know if she will be in danger."

Rena said.

Jaina reached out and put her hand on Rena's shoulder, letting her lean against her.

"Don't worry, for her, the sea is her home, maybe she has returned to the people now."

"Ok……"

Rena leaned quietly next to Jaina, and the two of them kept watching. Unknowingly, the exhausted Rena fell asleep.

"It's still a kid."

Jaina smiled bitterly, then picked her up and walked to the only bright spot on the island with her boots.

On a simple bonfire made of stones, the Trident is roasting a few fish on the fire, and the Demon King Richard is sitting aside, working on a piece of smooth leather with red spots.

That was the leather cut from the snake repairer. Since the meat was not tasty, the Demon King only left such a piece of skin.

"If that little mermaid knows that you cook fish with a trident, she will definitely blow up."

Jaina came back with Rena on her back, and she put Rena in a temporary shelter made of wood, the bed made of leaves.

"Follow her, now I am the owner of the Trident, and how to use it is also my freedom."

The Demon King said indifferently. He cut the leather and used magical magic to squeeze the moisture out, and the leather suddenly shrank to one-tenth of its original size.

Jaina bent down and picked up a piece of wood and placed it in the bonfire. The devil noticed the white glove on her hand, covering her entire wrist. She wore it all in this situation. Are the nobles so particular?

She lifted her hair and sat on the sand covered with leaves.

"You don't seem to be worried at all."

She looked at the campfire, the flames shining on her white side face, which made people feel a gleaming illusion.

"It's useless to worry about this kind of thing, anyway, it will come naturally in the end."

The devil answered faintly.

"Then what if no one finds us and we will be on this island for the rest of our lives?"

"Then I don't mind being the king of this island." The Demon King glanced at Jaina playfully, and she blushed and coughed dryly.

"Speaking of someone as good as you, you shouldn't be obscured." She quickly opened the subject.

The devil smiled, blew the crumbs on the leather, and said, "I think I'm quite famous, but you don't know it."

"But I have never heard of Richard, and I rarely hear this name."

Hearing this, the demon king stopped working, and suddenly she didn't know if it was Jaina's illusion. She felt that the flame seemed to be weaker.

"The demon king who subverts the world, the demon king who represents destruction and fear, these are some of my titles, have you heard of it."

Jaina blinked, the expression on her face was a little subtle.

"Then should I thank Lord Demon Lord for not killing me."

She jokingly tilted her head to the Demon King, and suddenly a gust of wind blew her blue hair gently, revealing a red jade neck on her slightly folded collar.

"You really are a princess."

The Demon King said to himself.

"what?"

"It's nothing. Why should I kill you as a human being as a devil? This has been bothering me for a long time." The devil said.

Jaina chuckled, saying that he still installed it.

"Isn't it common sense that the devil kills humans? What's weird."

"It's weird, this is prejudice, why do you think that the devil is the kind of cold-blooded murderer who only kills innocent people indiscriminately." said the devil.

"But that's true, after all, there are so many human beings who died in the hands of the devil."

The Demon King shook his head and said, "No, the number of people killed in battle is not even half of those who died from illness or starvation."

Jaina's smile slowly froze, and she said, "That may be because of fate, the fate between the devil and the brave."

The devil sighed.

"Fate? Who made it?"

"God."

"Which **** is so boring."

The words of the devil are full of helplessness and loneliness.

Jaina was silent, she didn't know why, and suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing.

"By the way, can I borrow your hand for a use?"

The devil said suddenly.

"Hey? Hand?"

Jaina was inexplicable, and she hesitated to stretch out her right hand.

"Can you take off your gloves?"

"Huh? It's better not."

"why?"

The Demon King looked at Jaina and asked.

Jaina stretched out her left hand and slowly took off her gloves, a chill suddenly sank to the ground, and a thin layer of frost formed on the sand.

"I have a frosty physique. I can't control the power in my hands. Without the protection of gloves, I will **** all the heat around me."

As she spoke, she was about to put on the gloves, but the Demon King suddenly grabbed her hand.

"let me see."

"Be careful!"

Jaina wanted to withdraw her hand, but found that she was holding it so tightly that she couldn't get rid of it.

Generally speaking, a person who grasped his hand like this may have severe frostbite on his hand, or freeze his entire hand to pieces, but this man has not suffered any harm.

Jaina watched him put her hand on her palm and observed it carefully.

There was a warm feeling on the back of her hand. This was the first time Jaina had shook hands with someone normally.

No, is this normal? Jaina didn't know.

"That's it, you should be considered a talented person."

"Uh~ I think it is a curse of physique."

The devil nodded with a smile, and said, "With a lonely physique, no wonder you dare to board this ship alone."

With that, he put Jaina's hand on the processed leather, which was not affected by her physique, and seemed to have extremely high magic resistance.

The leather wrapped Jaina's hand in one stroke and turned into the shape of a hand. She realized that he wanted to make a pair of gloves. But in the absence of tools and other materials, how can he do it?

I saw that the leather shrank and just fit Jaina's hand. A magical thing happened. The leather seemed to have melted. The extra scraps fell out by themselves. A brand new glove was formed, and it was quite impressive. Elasticity is a little thicker.

"How about it, is it appropriate?"

The Demon King asked, seeming to be very proud of his magic.

"It's very comfortable, so do you make gloves?"

Jaina shook her hand and found that the glove fits like a layer of leather on her hand.

"It's just a small craft researched in my free time."

"Then you are quite free."

Jaina's words struck the devil's heart.

"Give me your other hand, just make a pair."

"Hey? Isn't this for Rena?"

Jaina was a little surprised, only to realize that this was a gift from the other party. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"There is more material."

"Then I would be more respectful than fate."

Jaina looked at the demon king who was busy working hard, thinking that if it was this man, maybe he could help her...

Hey, forget it.

...

In the deep sea, there is a steel warship sneaking on the bottom of the sea.

"It's a big loss! That guy Hubble is so useless!!"

Langkins was sitting at the dining table with a white towel tied around his chest. He angrily inserted a piece of meat, threw it into his mouth, and started chewing.

"My lord! We found the Beaver."

At this time, a man in military uniform appeared in the room. He lowered his head, and the brim of his hat covered his eyes, and the light could not illuminate his face.

"Huh! Catch up! Don't run away for those people! If this action is exposed, we will be dead."

Langkins ordered, but the man was completely unmoved.

"What are you doing in a daze! Get out and work!"

"Excuse me, unfortunately, my master does not allow me to do this."

The soldier said suddenly.

Langkins frowned and cursed: "Are you a stupid pig or a stupid donkey! Hubble is dead! Can't you understand the current situation!"

However, the man raised his head, revealing black pupils.

"When did I say that my master is him?"

"You!! You are not a human being! What the **** are you!"

With a local bang, Langkins fell to the ground in fright, and the food on the table was spilled all over the floor. His three bodyguards stood up and assumed an easy fighting posture.

At this moment, the lights in the room went out.