The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Only from the peaceful and happy scene on the surface, no one could see that Suberbian City was preparing for battle.

When the dawn of the morning once again fell on the Demon King City above the floating flower abyss, the demons began to move. A demon with broad bat wings flew through the streets of Suberbian City at a low altitude, delivering the milk in the daily order to every household with precision. When it was delivered to a certain household, the male owner of that house had already stood up and was smoking by the window, his horns bent back.

"Good morning, Uncle Haven." The milk-delivery demon greeted cordially, and then he quietly approached and asked in a low voice.

"Have you heard the news of the expedition? I heard that this expedition..."

The male host listened to the sound of opening the windows from all sides. Obviously, in the warlike demon world, his good neighbors could not resist the temptation of war-related news and were eavesdropping, so he was even more proud.

"As for why I know..." He extended his tone, "My son, didn't he want to inherit the family business before and went to His Majesty's army? This time he will also join the army as a squad leader. Going to war. Alas, the child is too old, let him make a contribution and make a career."

What a Versailles version!

The milkman was full of envy.

"It is such a great honor to be able to join His Majesty's army and perhaps meet His Majesty!"

"No way, no way, that's His Majesty the Demon King."

***

His Majesty the Demon King is pulling his hair.

This move has been going on for several days because of military spending. But no matter what, the hair clipped cannot be turned into military expenses, and it is useless to clip it.

It's a good time to go to war, and it's a military crematorium.

Phoenix Fini was standing on his sycamore wood shelf, seeing Ansair so anxious, a little unbearable.

"Your Majesty, do you have to go on an expedition?" He tilted his crowned head, "The seventh abyss is not His Majesty's territory, and nothing will affect His Majesty. In order to save face for the expedition, wouldn’t it be better to have fewer people?”

Ansier, who was squeezing the Chancellor of the Exchequer and trying to get him to think again, stopped when he heard the words, and at that moment, his thoughts seemed to return to when he was still an angel.

"It's not like that, Finney."

The Chancellor of the Exchequer was put down, and the soft jelly-like pink body stood up softly, looking very Q.

Ansair had seen the kind of thing that appeared in the seventh abyss now. When he was an angel, he stood in front of the tide of those things with a bow and arrow in his hand, and the setting sun was reflected in his pupils What came out was an unprecedented disaster. With his strength, he almost never came back. After he escaped by luck, he desperately delivered documents to his superiors and told the surrounding angels about the horror of those things, but—

No one listened to him.

The funny thing is, in the demon world, he has authority that he didn't have before. As soon as the incident of the Seventh Abyss came out, Ansier immediately recalled what he had seen in the past. He wondered if anyone would listen to him this time.

Levy, the Demon King of the Southern Region, has been rotten all the year round. In desperation, he called Ceros, who always opposed him in terms of policy. Ansair thought very well, even, even this time No one listened to him, and he would fight those things alone.

However…

[…Don’t worry, speak slowly. 】

[I'm listening. 】

That's what led to this joint expedition.

"From the battle report from the front line, the situation is not optimistic." Ans Air retracted his thoughts and said, "I don't know what those things are, but they are obviously hierarchical and have Enough wisdom. The demon kings of the Three Domains have already dispatched advance troops. Look, after the news of the advance troops came back, did they all have no objection to sending troops?"

Even Levi, the devil king of the southern region, who always liked to be sloppy, shut up and started raising military funds. The devil kings obviously realized that the situation was serious.

Finey understands, he understands, he really loves His Majesty's hair.

"Bululu, can't you squeeze out a little more money?" He said to the pink jelly-like object, "As Chancellor of the Exchequer, now is the time for you to share your majesty's worries. !"

The jelly-shaped Blulu heard the words, and the facial features composed of three black holes floating in the body showed a very restored Munch shouting expression.

"Sell me woo woo woo! Money is used everywhere! Money is used! My money woo woo woo!"

His entire slime looks dead.

"This year's tax has not been paid, and the amount of money recovered from the investment in public facilities is also limited. If His Majesty's new trade policy is passed, we can get from the deposit of the first order. Get some breathing room..."

Ansier gets angry when he thinks of this.

"Theros rejected our proposal."

Brulu exclaimed.

"How despicable! He must know that Subobian City is in the dark now!"

Purulu, who loves money like his life, can't understand that there are people who can't get along with money. His jelly-like body was a temporary entrance to the treasury of Suberbian City. Prullu lowered his eyes and looked inward, looking at the pitiful gold coins in the treasury that were kept in case of emergencies, and he felt sad for a while.

Too poor! So poor!

But even so, Plulu bypassed the entrance to the treasury in his body and took out from another small vault of his own. Ansier saw a soft, translucent tentacle sticking out, holding a gold coin on the tentacle.

"Here you are, this is my private treasury." Plulu choked sadly, "There is no more, I will give you the last gold coins, the other...other...purr Lu will think of a way to…”

The newly emerging Demon King City is burning money everywhere, and it is difficult to do the job of Chancellor of the Exchequer. The situation would only have been worse if it hadn't been for the wealth-loving and prudent Purullu who has been sitting in this position for three hundred years. At least every time Anseyer squeezed himself, Pruru would always give him some gold coins he had accumulated.

And this time, apparently there really isn't.

Anseyer looked down at the shiny gold coin, raised his hand, and rubbed Pululu's head.

I really rubbed it, and the jelly-like body of the finance minister undulated under the demon king.

"No, you don't need to use your private bank, you have given too many times for me and for the city of Suberbian." Ansi Er rubbed the jelly of the Q bomb, like Every time for three hundred years.

"I'll find a way, go to work."

He put the gold coin on top of the slime's head, and was immediately swallowed into the jelly's body with a "goll". Prullu was only half a person tall, and he looked up at the Demon King who seemed to be starting to review official documents again.

"But Your Majesty..."

"It's alright, I'll find a way."

Bululu tears down, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is such a good man, yet so poor! I heard that the Demon King Theros is so extravagant that he can use gold coins to pave the way. One day, Pruru will definitely go to the Western Regions and strip the land on the opposite side!

The Chancellor of the Exchequer who sent his QQ bombs away, Anse Er still has to face the reality. He stared at the financial statement with a solemn expression, and he was certain that if there was no windfall, the military expenditure would not be over.

It’s not that you can’t borrow money from Ceros, who has accumulated several generations of exceptional wealth, but…

Ansel closed the report with a blank expression.

He wouldn't borrow money from that guy unless he was desperate, shameful!

There seemed to be a strange wave of magic outside the door, and Ansel raised his head sharply. The Demon King's office is soundproof, but he can detect the slightest flow of magic. Sure enough, within a few seconds, the door of the office was gently knocked, and the head maid said softly.

"Your Majesty, Lord Andrei is back."

If it wasn't for the shyness of the Demon King, Ansel would have stood up directly.

Prime Minister! The prime minister he sent out to inspect!

He also gave Andre an important task during this trip, which was about the military expenditure. Now that Andre came back a few days early, it was obvious that the goal had been achieved.

A tall and straight demon was introduced into the door. He had dark blue curly semi-long hair and emerald peacock feathers, and the gold-rimmed glasses did not damage the edge of the abyss creature on him. Sharp sense, a pair of magic horns pressed at the back show arrogance. It's just that this arrogance melted in front of Ans Aier, and he bowed slightly to Ans Aier, with perfect etiquette.

"Your Majesty, I came back with a bribe."

The chancellor is smiling and can be said to be very frank. Ansier looked at him with one hand on his cheek. He wanted to seriously frighten the old minister who dared to joke with him, but he couldn't hold back and still laughed.

"How much did you charge?"

Throw me the money, as if I took these funds, and the next moment I will revolt and overthrow your rule... After all, there are rumors from the outside world that I am at odds with Your Majesty's monarchs and ministers."

Anselm was half-smiling.

"So you will?"

The great demon bowed deeply to Ans El, and the peacock feather fell off his shoulders. His voice was not as calm and arrogant as he was in front of outsiders, but was rarely full of emotion, almost religious.

"Never, Your Majesty."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes slightly.

"Unfortunately, this method won't be used a few times."

Anseyer also knows that, after all, the great demon lords are not stupid.

"Before that, either I will uproot the lords, or I will open up a new way of making money." Ansi Er calmly said, "There is still a long time in the city of Suberbian. , we can slowly do what we should do.”

Andre lowered his eyes, he was looking at the dazzling black gold chain on the Demon King's wrist. Ink gold is mined from the lake of fire, which is the darkest place in the devil world, and the black gold stone that absorbs light was born there. Legend has it that the demon king Ansi Er also walked out of the lake of fire and came to Suberby above the sea of ​​flowers. Ancheng.

The Great Demon sighed.

"Yes, Your Majesty, we still have a long time to realize your and our aspirations."

Devouring the Ink Stone of Light, Devouring Light... I am afraid this is exactly what Your Majesty is suggesting.

He is sure that His Majesty's ambition is not only in the devil world, but in a higher place.

Anseyer slowly raised a question mark, he was a little confused, is it a dream? Do you mean the construction of Suberbian City?

"Before that day comes, we will be fully prepared until we conquer the heaven of heaven, and then..." Andre seems to be able to imagine that picture, his expression slightly Get frenzied.

"At that time, the radiance of the supreme sky will be only the decoration on your magic horn and crown, the devil will surrender to you, the angel will bow to you, ah, that scene..."

He narrowed his eyes, intoxicated.

And Ans El in front of him has been overwhelmed by question marks.

No.

You wait.

Supreme Heaven is his hometown!

Why did he attack his hometown? !

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