The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The brave man and the geese were sitting under the eaves of the convenience store, the sunset was slowly falling, and Rhine looked at the setting sun as if looking into the eyes of an angel. He was a little stunned for a while, and didn't do anything, just sat under the eaves and watched the sunset.

It's just that the sunset in the evening doesn't last long, and the rain clouds floated, and it started to rain in the evening.

Although the eaves of the convenience store extend outward, the length is limited. Rhine was sitting here, and he could feel the rain splashing on his forehead and boots. He didn't dodge, but lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

The twilight gradually rose, and Rhine felt a loneliness and darkness invaded him, just as he felt every hundred years he was away from the Holy Court. The coldness and hesitation are like maggots in the tarsal bones, and such nights can often intensify his worries about the future of mankind.

—a light suddenly slanted beside him.

The electric door slid open to the sides, and Ans Air in a convenience store uniform came out of the store. He glanced at the rain that was still pouring, and handed an old umbrella to Rhine.

At that moment, the white-haired clerk turned against the light really looked like an angel. The angel handed him the umbrella, and Rhine was moved to take it. Before he could speak, he was surprised that the angel was approaching him!

One step…two steps…

Rhein's heart suddenly "pounded", and the angel was approaching him...

Then pass by.

Rhein: "...?"

He turned his head behind him, and saw Ans Air pick up the black swan squatting on the other side. The black swan was huge, and he was aggrieved to death, and drilled his head into his white hair. . Ansier helped the swan to remove a bit of rain from the feathers. Although he didn't make a sound, his movements were very gentle, so he carried the black swan and walked back to the store.

The rain is still falling, and it is even getting heavier.

Rhein held the old umbrella and stared dully at the re-closed electric door.

He suddenly felt like the little match girl in the story, looking at the shining window, holding a box of matches that could barely be used for heating. In the window, under the bright lights, everything is warm and clean, fragrant meatballs are boiled in the pot, and various commodities are dazzling.

Anseyer carefully wiped the rain for the black swan, and the goose shook again, and the feathers were clean and fluffy. Ansier put him on the cashier counter, found a red ribbon and tied it around the swan's long, curved neck, tied it with a big bow, and asked him to welcome the guest beside the counter.

Unwittingly, Rhine was already crawling on the window, he couldn't believe his eyes!

Why!

The people/goose who were kicked out and banned from entering! Why can the goose be wiped with rain and decorated with ribbons by angels!

Rhein quickly looked at the sign still hanging outside. The abstract goose on the sign was marked with a "No Entry" sign. Like a treasure, Rhine jumped and knocked, and sure enough, he successfully attracted the attention of Ansel.

He immediately pointed to the sign that said "Goose is prohibited from entering", and pointed sharply!

Anseyer took a look at it with a probe, and suddenly, the electric door opened again, and he took off the sign and put it in.

There was only a sign of "Rhine No Entry" and the brave Rhein who was forbidden to enter.

Rhein: "…"

Doubling the pain!

Ansier's thinking is very clear, since the two will fight together, either throw them out together, or only let one in. He estimated the size of the brave man and the goose. Although the goose was also big, the brave man was bigger, so he still carried the goose in.

Plus…

Anseyer lowered her eyelashes slightly, and carefully tied the black swan with a red bow. The black swan was full of joy, and kept rubbing his beak against Ans El's hair and shoulders.

Happy Goose!

Let another nasty human drink the wind outside the door!

Ansier raised his hand and scratched the top of the swan's head, looking at the puckered fluff, he couldn't help but want to laugh. But then, he still coughed twice, feeling that he was a little too partial.

He is an angel of justice, how can he favor one over the other!

Black Swan looked at him with dark blue eyes without blinking.

Ansel: "…"

What a cute goose!

The dressed black swan was put down at the cashier, and the first thing he did was to rush to the window. When I saw Rhine staring straight outside the window, the whole goose was so happy that it was about to fly.

He raised his head proudly, showing the beautiful red bow on his neck while pacing along the window. Rhine, who was outside the window, slowly clenched his fists, but he could only watch, there was nothing he could do.

He can't even beat this goose!

However, joy and sorrow, when the black swan was showing off the bow in a circle, the long ribbon of the bow hung on the small shelf next to the candy. The black swan suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't want to let the bow tied by Ansair himself fall apart anyway, so he quickly grabbed the ribbon with his mouth so that it wouldn't be torn apart, only to hear a "crashing" sound.

Black Swan: "…"

Ansel: "…"

Rhein: "...haha!"

The "Goose No Entry" sign was hung up again, and the black swan was thrown out of the convenience store with his ribbon bow. The scene returned to the beginning, the hero and the goose crouched under the eaves, looking sadly at the rain that was getting heavier in the night.

Rhein experienced a lot of tossing before, and suddenly developed a sympathy for this swan.

"No, let's make peace." He said tentatively, "I just want to talk to that..."

"Why don't we take a step back, I won't fight with you again, and you won't stop me... Is that okay?"

Black Swan looked at him like a fool.

It is about Ans Air, who will step back with you!

Unlike the outside, the convenience store is completely clean. Ansier was wiping away some of the ashes in a relaxed manner, and put them back on the shelf in a while, everything was so peaceful and serene.

Sure enough, the brave man and the goose are the source of the noise.

Anse El thought peacefully.

Joey came out from the back, changed clothes, and it was time for them to get off work. Ans Air didn't go to get off work with Joey today. He had to be in the middle of the night, and of course he couldn't go to the Witcher Club with him.

"My colleagues on the night shift, please ask me to work half the night." Ans Air said to Joey, "It seems that the cub in the family is sick, so I need to accompany me and come over in the middle of the night."

Joey blinked, Anselm sometimes said something strange.

“…Cubs?”

Anse Elton didn't blink, and changed his tune calmly and decisively.

"Kids."

Humans are different. As a Demon King, Ansier is used to this title, but he can quickly correct it every time.

Joey's mood is a little down, and Ansel can't go to the club with him today.

"Then I'll go there, Ans, you didn't say you need a book last time, I'll look for it." The electric door slid open, Joey waved to Ans El, "You Don't get off work too hard, get off work early and rest."

"Um, good."

Joey deliberately glanced at the strange man and goose under the eaves, all of them looked at him with jealousy in their eyes.

How could he be able to talk to Ansair for so long! It won't be thrown out yet!

The scalp was numb at the sight of such two torches, Joey hurriedly accelerated his pace and hurried to the Witcher Club.

He checked the account at the club and received the last mission payment and compensation, which was the main purpose of his visit. Then he posted a book bounty in a special section of the club, which was given out for Anse Er.

After doing all this, Joey originally thought of having dinner at the club and then going back, but before he ordered, a big man came to him.

"Sixth star, Joey?" The old man smiled kindly, "I heard that you completed a big task last time, and solved two ordinary demons and some familiars?"

Joey immediately turned serious, he recognized the identity of the old man in front of him—

One of the strongest in the witcher club, mastering the magic of six halo, wearing a second-class star badge, senior and powerful witcher...

"Mr. Gavin." Joey bowed his head to say hello. When such a big man came to him, he was at a loss, "I don't know you..."

"No, don't be so restrictive, I'm just paying attention to newcomers recently, you and Ansel are really outstanding." Gavin smiled, "You know, The second-class stars all have invitations to the annual meeting, I think, although you are newcomers, you are also qualified to participate in the annual meeting."

Joey's eyes widened slightly. The annual meeting of the witcher club is an absolutely heavyweight event. On that day, witchers invited from all over the world will rush to the venue. There are also third-class stars with tricky attack methods, but all of them are well-known big demon hunters who hunt down many demons.

There may be newcomers, but the number is very small. They are all rising stars. As long as they do not die, they will definitely be invited again as seniors in a few years.

But…

Joey has a strange, vague, even disrespectful feeling…

He hates Gavin.

As soon as this feeling appeared, he was shocked. The newcomer dared to hate one of the strongest players in the club. It was arrogant and rude. Joey can't even say what he hates, he thinks too deeply, and even has the urge to give each other a headbutt.

Joey: "…"

What a strange impulse to give a hammer!

"Do you have time? Why don't we have a light meal together?"

Gwin, unaware of Joey's inner entanglement, cordially invited. Then, his eyes scanned around Joey.

"Didn't your companion come?"

Suddenly, Joey realized.

…This person is actually here for Ans.

"No, he worked overtime today." Joey said, his expression did not change, and he still had the same good-natured look. Then he heard what seemed to be a small laugh from Gavin, a laugh mingled with undetectable contempt.

"It's just a convenience store job, so I need to work overtime."

What happened to the convenience store? Ans may be a hero who works diligently!

Convenience stores definitely don't make money from witchers' jobs. If there are no special considerations, most witchers are full-time witchers, and those remunerations are enough for them to enjoy. But even if he came into contact with this world, Ans still didn't mention leaving the convenience store, he still worked diligently, and received every customer seriously.

Joey felt that Ans was more worthy of respect, not arrogant at all.

Joey was actually angry in his heart. He was depressed because he was not good at quarrelling, and was accustomed to being friendly to others. Even if he was unhappy, he would just hold back. He didn't want to go to dinner with Gaiwen, for fear that he would not be able to eat, but he couldn't refuse at all.

It's a pity that the witcher who is suspected of being a hero did not come, and Gavin was particularly impressed by the white hair. But now it doesn't matter, he can inquire about Ans Aier's situation from the side first. The young man in front of him seems to have a good temper and will not refuse, which is a good entry point.

Gwen thought as he wanted to invite again, when the familiar cold voice sounded faintly again.

“…I also have annual meeting invitations to distribute.”

Yun Jian approached slowly, Joey immediately called out "Mr. Yun" excitedly, and hid behind the other party.

Yun Jian and Gaiwen looked at each other, and there was no extra emotion in those pure black eyes with oriental charm.

"Mr. Gavin, may I understand..."

"You win the new people I bring in front of me."

***

Outside the convenience store, the rain has stopped, and one person and one goose are still squatting there. Another colleague of Ansier had arrived and was busy in the warehouse. Ansier also went out at this time, looking down at one person and one goose.

“…come in.”

He picked up the black swan and said to Rhine without looking back.

"Have you ever worked before? Will the cashier be?"

Rhein: "…"

He wanted to justify, he really didn't come to look for a job, or this kind of job, he just wanted to talk to Ansier who was suspected of being the angel back then. However, before his words came out, he saw Ansair looking back.

The sunset-colored pupils were splendid and gold, and Ansair's expression was calm. He was still rubbing the swan's feathers in his hands, and his eyes fell somewhere in the void.

Rhein only heard him whisper.

"Don't put yourself too high, Rhine."

"Too high and arrogant."

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Today's Angel's Guidance√

Yes, Joey's head is the tip of the holy sword √