The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

possible.

Ansel looked down at the badge, then raised her head again, the girl wearing the star hair ornament was smiling at him.

"Maybe soon your stars will be different."

She was suggestive.

A talented newcomer is always promoted quickly in the club. There are always some people who are born to hunt demons.

His Majesty the Demon King, who has high hopes for the hunter: "…"

He now realizes that he is wearing too many vests, and it is a little hot.

Angels disguised as demons to become demon kings and human beings to become glorious witchers... This vest is really different in layers!

With mixed feelings, His Majesty the Demon King and Yun Jian walked down from the second floor together. Joey had been waiting below for a long time. He recommended a very good restaurant. This meal was a treat for Yunjian.

Next time the witcher's salary is paid, you can invite Ceros to eat together.

Anseyer thought while eating, it is said that the witcher's quest gold is also high, otherwise Yunjian will not be able to pay for the convenience store, and can treat guests to dinner at expensive restaurants.

"Task gold? It's really high. Even for basic tasks, a single transaction will reach this amount."

Yunjian compared a number, and Ansel, who had been working part-time since he came to the Human World, expressed his shock. What shocked him even more was that the holy sword Joey next to him was also shocked.

"Joey, haven't you been in the club for a long time?" Ansair asked in confusion, "Why don't you understand Mission Gold? Are you..."

Joey nodded awkwardly.

"I'm timid, I've never done a task, and I also work part-time in a convenience store..."

Ansel: "…"

Very good, but you are the holy sword!

"Money has never been a problem for witchers." Yun Jian continued, and then he raised his eyes slightly to look at Ansi Er, "By the way, the various evidences at the scene were , has been collected and filed, and it will become your resume. So if someone questions your ability and achievements, don't pay attention, the club will soon announce your hunting results."

After a pause, Yun Jian recalled.

"I remember they sealed the baguette in a big bag and put a label on it. These kinds of demon-killing weapons usually go into the exhibit, and of course the cost of the exhibit I'll call you alone..."

Label Name—

【Blood-stained baguette! 】

Ansel: "…"

No! !

"In addition, the corpse of the high-ranking demon belongs to the killer. Even if someone in the club offers a high price, you can do so in a hurry." Yun Jian pointed out, "Because at present, The club only has six complete upper-level demon corpses, and the one in your hand is relatively complete, and will definitely be acquired by the club at a high price.”

Hearing this, Anse Elton was moved.

Can dead mice be sold for money?

And so on!

He suddenly thought of the many monsters that were about to die in Ceros, and there were many priests.

He immediately turned on the magic mirror phone and sent a message to Ceros.

【Anse Er: Do you want to make a fortune with me? 】

After sending the message, Ansel tilted his head, how could he feel that this sentence is a bit familiar... Oh! It was the last time I borrowed a goose from Ceros! Speaking of which, the big goose he borrowed has never been in a hurry to return it, and it is still hidden in his shadow. At night, he has nothing to do with it.

The living emblem of the Asmodeus family, the totem of the Western Regions, the black swan: "…"

The goose has endured too much!

He sent the message, waited for a while, and received no reply. Until they separated after the dinner, the reply that should have been timely still hadn't arrived.

Anseyer put the magic mirror phone in his pocket and said goodbye to Joey, his eyelashes drooping.

"The store will not work tomorrow, Ans, rest well. After that, Mr. Yun should give you some club tasks within your ability."

Joey said that he saw Ansier smiling and nodding. For some reason, he felt that Ansair's smile was a little different from usual.

There was a dull thunder in the distant sky, and the wind before the rain also blew, and a heavy rain is coming. Joey shrank his head because of the thunder, and when he saw Ansair was also looking at the rain clouds in the distance, he hurriedly urged.

"It's going to rain, Anse, go back first."

“…hmmm.”

Joey was afraid of being drenched in the heavy rain halfway, so he covered his head with his arms and started running, but before taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Ans Air's direction.

—it's empty.

***

Almost as soon as she left Joey's line of sight, Ansel let go of his speed. His eyes searched for the tallest building nearby, and it turned out that the tallest building was the hotel where he was staying, so he quickly arrived at the hotel location.

There is no time to take the elevator, and there is no time to go back to the room, Anse Er directly borrowed strength from the Angel Fountain in front of the hotel and swept up to the roof.

From here, you can see the thunderstorms in the distant sky more clearly. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is the precursor of ordinary thunderstorms and heavy rain, but Ans Air would not simply think so. The thunderstorm was clearly a collision of long-range magic, but both sides were tacit, and they used celestial magic to cover it up.

Anseyer watched the thundercloud quietly for a while, then looked down at the magic mirror phone.

…haven’t responded yet.

Then his perception should be correct. One of the parties who manipulated remote magic to fight with people was Ceros.

This doesn't seem to be in line with Theros' plan to keep a low profile in the human world, so Ans El was a little hesitant at first, but now, after carefully observing the thundercloud from a high place, He could be sure that it was indeed Ceros.

This is strange, in the human world, there is still an existence that can compete with the devil?

On the contrary, Ans El felt that Theros was a little restrained, as if he was worried about something.

Anseyer narrowed his sunset-colored pupils, he took out the intact horned headband from the space item, and while muttering in his heart, clipped the headband to his head.

What is Ceros doing, so timid...

Be bullied!

The power of the angel is transformed by the horns, showing the pure black of the devil. The longbow fell into his hands, and under the dim sky before the rain, Ansier slowly pulled the bowstring, and the dark lotus-like flames began to float leisurely, and the robbery flames wrapped around the light arrows. He followed the trajectory of those elements, and locked on the other side of the fight against Ceros.

Ansel did not hesitate.

He and Ceros came to the human world together, just like a grasshopper on a rope, representing the interests of the devil world together. Although the two have taken different paths temporarily due to their different ideas, facing such a powerful enemy, Ansier believes that he still has to help out. That guy Theros is very thin-skinned, always pretending to be a demon king and refusing to ask him for help, he has to wait until he finds out... Really...

The next second, the arrow of light left the string and flew away with a long flame tail!

Really…

It’s so coquettish, hum.

***

When the arrow that dragged the huge tail of light was fired, Ceros felt something, he felt bad, but it was too late! The light arrow pierced straight through the base camp of the Holy Court, and it is estimated that it also pierced the high-ranking angel who descended on the Holy Court.

Cerros: "…"

It hurts for Ansel.

The whole thing started when Ceros received the news of the arrival of the angel.

So when Ceros heard the news of the angel's arrival, his first reaction was the monster's trick.

There is a high possibility that the monsters disguised themselves as angels to confuse human beings in order to obtain resources and financial resources.

He then mobilized his manpower to investigate intelligence, and at the same time released investigation magic, wanting to explore the reality of the other party first. As a result, the opponent's response was extremely fast. When confronted with the pure angel power, Theros was sure that the opponent was actually a genuine angel.

And looking at this power, it should be above the main angel, maybe even…

One of the three rulings.

This is undoubtedly more difficult for His Majesty the Demon King than the monster on the opposite side. Theros is naturally not afraid of the consul-level angel, he is just... he is just...

Just worry about Ansair.

If it is the consul of the heaven, that is Ansair's immediate boss. It is very likely that Ansair's trip to the demon world was assigned by the other party. In this case, Theros Really stuck.

He found with some sadness that the first thing he thought of was not to embarrass Ansel. The second thing to think about is whether Ans El will be brought back to the heaven.

The angel on the opposite side has a tough personality. After confirming that he is a demon, he pursues and fights hard. The demon and the angel used long-range magic to fight in the air, and they did not leave the place where they were, but the battle was fierce. Although Ceros had the ability to directly and seriously injure the opponent, he was always hesitant.

No, it can't be delayed too long, Ansel will find out...

The result was found!

Ansier chose to help him without hesitation. Such a move made Ceros's heart soften, but soon, he had a headache for Ansier how to face the problem of his immediate boss .

The arrow didn't stop, and it was cut from outside the field, the angel consul should be defenseless.

…will not be stabbed to death?

Thinking of this, Ceros held his head with one hand, not knowing how this matter would end now. The magic mirror rang again, he slowly picked it up, and Ansier's voice came, which could be called elated.

"How about my arrow?"

Cerros: "…"

Even proud! I don't even know who I stabbed!

"Thank you and wait until we meet, I'll find you." Ans El said smoothly without waiting for him to reply, "Give me another anchor position, now, immediately."

His Majesty the Demon King sighed deeply and sent him a position. Then, he stared at the fortune news that Anseir had sent earlier on the magic mirror. If he remembered correctly, Anseir hadn't returned the goose he borrowed earlier.

Sometimes, Theros really had a hard time understanding the angel Ansel.

I'm fighting all day, just wanting to make a fortune.

Now I have my boss.

Cerros: "…"

But why! He still thinks Ansel is **** cute!

***

In the depths of the Holy See, everything passes like a hurricane. Anthony held his staff tightly and sat in the ruins almost dumbfounded. Beside him, the white-robed old man had just coughed up a mouthful of blood, desperately trying to get closer to the high platform regardless of his body.

"Your Excellency! Your Excellency! You...!"

Anthony just stared at the shards of stained glass on the ground. The arrow just now, shot from a distance, ran through the colorful feather corridor. In the middle, the angel on the high seat runs through!

The angel also seemed to have noticed it in advance, but was unable to do more to avoid it. He just swept them away, and he was directly nailed to the mural behind by the light arrow.

The white feathers fell, and a large piece of blood began to spread on the white feathers, and then slowly dripped down.

The anxious cry of the white-robed old man only made Sharia, who was in constant pain, feel humiliated. He has not suffered such a serious injury for many years. The light arrow directly penetrated one of his wings and nailed him to the mural behind him, almost unable to move.

Sharia never thought that she would be hurt in the human world. If it weren't for the layered protective magic that caused the arrow to deviate slightly from its track, he might have...

It will be pierced directly through the chest.

After a short breath, whether it was the emotional white-robed old man or the dumbfounded sage, Sharia swept the irrelevant people directly out of the hall, then slowly stretched out his hand and held the The winged arrow.

sound.

Finally, he pulled the whole arrow out of his wings with force, and blood flowed down instantly.

Pain…

Shame...

And what he didn't want to admit, that moment of fear.

Facing the arrow, he seemed to see such a pair of pupils - with a little carelessness, but the fighting spirit was burning like a blade.

The angel's hand clenched the light arrow tightly, almost gnashing teeth.

“…I took note.”

"The Devil!"