The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Chapter 13:

The dead Botis Velton was at the feet of the Demon King. Of course, if he was in his own territory, even the Demon King would be afraid of one or two, but he really wanted to kill Ansi Er, which was the consequence of taking his own life.

Such a warning should suffice.

Theros thought to himself.

He is admonishing Ansair, as a demon king who has ruled for more than a thousand years, admonishing Ansair to stop the current senseless arrogance, otherwise he will be backlashed. Although most of the demon lords are greedy and mediocre people, they should not act rashly. Control them, dominate them, and make them completely bow their heads. This is the way of the demon king.

Such a warning... should be enough?

He stared at Ansel's drooping snow-white eyelashes.

Then he realized it was not enough!

The eyelashes only fell for a moment, but it was not the depression that Theros thought, but the contemplation. After pondering, Theros watched helplessly as the snow-colored eyelashes lifted, revealing the sunset-colored pupils as sharp and unruly as ever!

Ansier is not going to follow his warning at all! It seems that he doesn't care about his own life or death at all!

"Your kind reminder, I wrote it down." Ansier said, he smiled, his sunset-colored vertical pupils shone, "However, how do you know I didn't stay Back off?"

He had to raise his head a little to look into Ceros' eyes, but his momentum was not weak at all.

—The Demon Lord looked directly into the Demon Lord’s eyes.

"I have given seals to all my retinues. After I die, they will become new demon lords scattered across the eastern land."

For his words, Ceros' mind went blank for a moment.

What does it mean for the Demon King to give the seal? Means acknowledging the new demon lord. The lord who has obtained the seal can divide a piece of the planned demon land and have absolute sovereignty over that land. Demon kings of all dynasties have been very cautious about the division of seals. First, the seal granting will give the lord great power at the same time, and second, this power cannot be easily cancelled by the demon king behind him, so there are so many demon lords left in the current demon world.

If you want to cancel the seal, unless the lord voluntarily surrenders it, or...kill the lord!

No demon would easily give up the benefits he had already eaten. Ans El’s actions were like tying several explosive packs to his already thin warship.

"Of course, I was already dead at that time, and it stands to reason that I shouldn't care about the floods behind me." Anse Er was even still laughing, "But those lords thought they could eat me if they killed me. The Lower Eastern Region is too naive."

His eyes softened slightly.

"Although sometimes it will be nonsense, but I believe that leaving the Eastern Region to them is far better than leaving it to other lords."

"Seros, I understand your concerns. But I myself wear the crown of [Pride] and bear the sin of [Pride]. This is a blessing and a curse from the demon world."

He seemed to think of something and said suddenly.

"Ah, I remember that the crown you wear has been passed down from generation to generation by the Asmodeus family. It is a color..."

He was interrupted before he could finish his sentence by a sullen Theros.

"No more."

Unnecessary, the Demon Lord Theros will not mention his crown and sin in public, it is a word that will be harmonized without a separator in between. He looked indifferent, knowing that he couldn't persuade Ansair at all.

"At the end of the day, it's just about you."

"Just remember the consequences of failure."

"He originally wanted to bring me under his command... Gu Xin, have you waited for a long time?"

He had already noticed that the loyal general was waiting not far away, so he walked over. He didn't cover up the dispute with Ceros in the second half. Gu Xin was not far away, and he heard some words. Looking at His Majesty's beautiful face, his expression was very complicated.

No, Your Majesty.

The Demon King Theros didn't mean to accept you as his subordinate.

But Ans Air didn't ask, Gu Xin just watched his eyes, nose, nose and heart, and it was difficult to say that kind of words directly.

He turned bright.

"Your Majesty, on the battlefield just now, I heard..."

***

Today is another ordinary day in the abyss of floating flowers. The bright sun shines through the window sash, and the delicate silk patterns on the curtains are shining. These are all sewn by the succubus maids in the early years, and there is no way to find them in the market. Although it was originally intended to save money, the respect and support for His Majesty the Demon King entrusted to the needle and thread is not at all. Not fake.

Succubus has a very peculiar position in the demon world, some great demons will send them around as objects, but there are always a few who can talk to the powerful great demons succubus.

However, there is no such bad custom in Suberbian City. The great demons have long been killed or subdued by Ans El. The succubus is no different from other demons here, and participates in various tasks. rights and obligations, protected by the new law.

Few demon kings are willing to pay attention to succubus, and Ansel is a special case. There are all kinds of speculations about this from the outside world. Combined with the rare white hair and graceful appearance of the new demon king Ansel, as well as the pair of horns that are only half the length of a palm and are very small for a big demon, many demons have come to a conclusion. .

—The current eastern demon king, Ansi Er, may have succubus blood.

No, if it's just the appearance and the peculiar attraction, it might be a pure blood succubus.

As for why the succubus, who is only good at spiritual magic, can shoot the dog's head of the demon lord with one arrow, and push the city against the demon king's forces like a destructive force. Stone is tough...

It may be a mutation.

Thinking of this, the head maid Fuya couldn't help but smile. The Supreme Majesty does not need anyone to comment. It is not so much that His Majesty treats succubus differently, it is better to say that His Majesty treats all demon races equally. He loves every race that gathers under his wings equally, and becomes a mighty force over them.

Avoid distractions, Fuya concentrates on cleaning the office, even if the owner is away, she must be spotless. After she finished cleaning, she lightly packed up the tools and left. However, after she left, a pink translucent object suddenly appeared in front of the desk, which was so clean that it was almost reflective.

It took a lot of effort for this pink slime to make the three black dots floating around its body in place, and it became a standard with two eyes and one mouth. He tried to raise his body a little higher, and stretched out a section of translucent tentacles—

Start sharing coins!

Bululu has gold coins again! Dedicated to distribute it to Your Majesty!

As he parted, he babbled.

"One for Your Majesty, one for Your Majesty, one for Your Majesty, and one for Your Majesty..."

After dividing, the golden coins were piled up in two piles on the table, and the pink transparent hand picked up another one from the pile close to him.

"Bululu take another..."

Then with a "crash", the pink transparent hand pushed all the remaining gold coins on his side into another pile.

"Then give all the gold coins of Purulu to Your Majesty!"

The pink translucent dumpling seemed to be very proud of its actions, and after expanding and contracting several times, it suddenly became dull. After he looked at the empty desk, during the day, His Majesty would basically sit here to handle government affairs.

He suddenly felt very depressed, and his body slowly dipped into a pool.

"...poof."

Someone seemed to laugh, and Plulu immediately bounced back into a ball, turning his head to see the direction of the sound. The dark blue hair was embellished with emerald peacock feathers, and Andre walked slowly with a pair of slightly back-curved demon horns, and first placed a material on the Demon King's desk.

"Your Majesty is not here, what are you doing with the files?"

Brulu is still immersed in depression.

Andre glanced at the pile of gold coins on the table, he was actually very curious, how could Blulu always pull out so much money to give to His Majesty, but finance is not his responsibility. He smiled and replied.

"It's not an important document, it's the same when Your Majesty comes back."

He looked at the translucent pink dumpling who was slowly collapsing again.

"You don't have to worry too much, Gu Xin is on the front line, he will take good care of His Majesty."

"But..."

Andre smiled, he was originally a smooth and slick character, otherwise it would be impossible to deal with the lords, and he could also cooperate with Ansel in the play of the monarch and the minister. Seeing that Blulu was in a low mood, he rarely showed his coworker love.

"You should be fine this afternoon? Why don't you have a cup of tea in the garden and I'll let Vassago prepare it."

Bululu was still depressed, but barely cheered up.

"One or two hours is fine. After that, I will go to the Urban Construction Department. The money is too expensive. I suspect that someone is taking kickbacks." He squirmed lightly and slowly, his soft body There was no edge, but a tentacle stretched out, wiping the corner of his mouth, "The guy who eats the kickback, it's delicious."

Andre was not afraid at all, but smiled.

"Looks like you need to keep your stomach so you don't have to have too many snacks."

The head maid Fuya received a notice from the young maids, although it was just a small gathering, after all, it involved the prime minister and the finance minister, so she immediately lifted her skirt and went to report to the supervisor. In front of the closed small living room, she knocked lightly on the door, and after getting permission, she walked in, walking lightly to avoid the expanding pool of blood on the ground.

"Director, Mr. Andrei wants to arrange afternoon tea in the garden."

The bloodstain continued to expand, and the owner of the shoes moved when he was about to touch the polished shoes. Vassago picked up a soft cloth from the side and wiped the blood on the fins, and put on the tuxedo coat hanging on the hanger again - just to avoid getting splashed with blood.

"I understand, I'll arrange it immediately." He put on his coat and moved his mouth, "There is no carpet in this small living room, the dead spies should be handled well. Fuya, let the two A savvy girl came over to clean it up, put on some deodorant perfume, and it's time for the bouquets here to be changed."

Fuya lowered her eyes, she saw that in the pool of blood, the bright roses became more and more colorful, and the stem was nailed to a hand. She smiled and lifted the skirt and bowed.

"Yes, supervisor, deal with it now."

Afternoon tea was arranged in the sunny little garden. Under the shade, the supervisor Vassago personally arranged the refreshments, and then stood aside with the head maid.

"Don't be so rigid, Vassago, you can sit down together." Andrei laughed, but was rejected.

"This is the quality of being a supervisor." Vassago said, "Please don't talk about politics in front of me, and supervisors are not allowed to participate in politics on the surface."

Andre burst into laughter.

"You have obtained the seal granted by Your Majesty, and you still pretend not to participate in politics."

"You know, on the bright side."

Speaking of the seal, Plulu seems to have a lot of complaints.

"Bululu doesn't like that, and doesn't want fief, just wants to stay in Suberbian City..." He suddenly turned pinker, and his tentacles stretched out to cover his face with a "pop".

"...just want to stay with His Majesty."

Vassago's fish mouth also moved.

"Although you shouldn't judge yourself, Your Majesty, but giving the seal, always makes people feel a little..."

Like telling the story.

Andre was silent for a few seconds.

"After all, Your Majesty is carrying out a great cause that the previous demon kings could not achieve. My servants can only accept His Majesty's kindness, so as to make His Majesty feel at ease."

"In fact, no one will leave." Prullu waved his tentacles, "Go away Andrea, I will follow your majesty to crusade against you in a few years."

"Just kidding, impossible."

"Where's Vassago? Vassago, let's go too."

Vassago was taken aback.

"Are you going to lay me off?! It took me years to become a supervisor!"

Brulu's hopes of monopolizing the title of His Majesty's loyal minister were dashed one by one, and he finally looked at Fuya.

“Fuya…”

The succubus head maid smiled troubledly.

"Don't embarrass me, Lord Pruru. I can't do anything except assassinate and be a maid."

A good one does nothing!

Woohoo.

Brulu is so sad.