MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 128

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The traveler still has something to worry about, about the tavern that took him in. He went back with the cake. The tavern has been beaten and smashed several times by the city lord's people recently, and it has long since closed its business.

The younger sister of the succubus sisters was lying on her side on a round table, looking in a bad mood, with no horns on her head, it was hidden by magic.

After all, the horns of the succubus are too special and easy to attract.

The traveler gently placed the whole bag of cakes on the round table.

“…Dinner.”

The succubus girl hid her horns and moved her head back and forth, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore, and she slapped the table and stood up.

"Sister just run away! As long as you can escape from Suberbian City..."

"Fuya." The eldest sister in the succubus smiled slightly, as if she was not the one who was about to encounter disaster, "Not to mention where to escape, now the tavern is under surveillance, the city lord is in The exits were also guarded by soldiers, and he was enjoying the process of capturing me."

The succubus smiled.

"Okay, don't be childish, I can't escape."

Tears flashed in Fuya's eyes, she lowered her head, and her heart was full of despair that she would fight to the death with the city lord.

If...she fights the lord to the death...

The traveler beside him suddenly spoke.

"I can break through the blockade and take Miss Fona away." He said calmly, as if saying something that can be achieved at will, "As for the place of escape, it can be the Lake of Fire. When the lake of fire comes up, although the environment there is harsh, if you can open a small shop, you can still live in pieces."

Fuya's eyes lit up, she was almost thinking about how she would go to meet her sister on the lake of fire.

"Sister?" she exclaimed joyfully, "Let's escape to the lake of fire! Don't worry, I'm here, I'll deal with the lord well!"

The succubus hesitated for a while, but she couldn't hold back her sister shaking her arm. Finally, she turned from worry to joy and looked at the white-haired traveler.

"You are still hiding your magic horn, I don't even know what kind of devil you are now."

The succubus tilted her head.

"But you saved my life."

The traveler quietly blinked the vertical pupil with the contact lens on, and shook his head lightly, indicating nothing.

It was a long night, so they decided to run away tonight. The traveler will always take the succubus to the depths of the lake of fire, where there is a safe area that he has previously delineated. After that, he will come back and find a way to take Fuya and several important guests in the tavern. These are all insurgents who resisted the city lord.

The succubus didn't carry much. The night was dark, and she was wearing a beautiful dress under her cloak and slowly walked down the stairs. Fuya has always known her sister's beauty, and she also knows that her sister will decorate herself with care, unlike Fuya, although she is a succubus, she always wears a simple and capable dress.

"This dress does not affect the movement, maybe this can be called, dress up and flee?"

The succubus smiled, she stepped forward and hugged her sister.

“…I went first.”

"Slow down."

The figure of her and the white-haired traveler gradually disappeared into the night, Fuya looked at the two people who were gradually drowned by the night fog, suddenly, she had a kind of—

I will never see my sister again.

With an uneasy foreboding, Fuya thought she would toss and turn, but she had a dream soon after she fell asleep.

She dreamed that the escape was going well, the white-haired traveler escorted her sister all the way to the lake of fire, and opened a small shop with few customers, but she was very affectionate. After a while, she passed by too. She opened a shop with her sister and secretly did some underground work.

Afterwards, the new king wore a crown and pacified the Eastern Region. Fuya saw the appearance of the new king in the newspaper.

—It’s actually a former white-haired traveler.

So she snuggled up with her sister, talking about the funny story of the new king washing dishes seriously in the past.

Fuya woke up with a smile, and a hurried knock on the door came from downstairs, making her heart tensed. When she opened the door and saw the big devil with dark blue curly hair and peacock feathers, she almost drew a knife on the spot.

Andre! The lord's lackey!

"Wait!" Andre frowned, "Now now! Find a place to hide!"

“…What about sister and Ans?”

"Although I tried my best to mobilize the city defense to cooperate with you, the city lord went crazy and defended the city gate in person tonight, and your escape plan still failed." Andre's tone was hurried, "Miss Fona is named Ansair. In fact, it was an excuse to send herself to the city lord's mansion to let Ansi Er get away, herself... herself..."

The thunder was loud, and the whole city was roaring in Fuya's ears.

"She dressed herself up to assassinate the mayor..."

"Dead."

Boom—

Dress up and flee.

If it doesn't work, then...

Assassination in costume.

"I'll find a way to get the corpse, you guys...and the rebels hidden in the tavern...Hurry up!" Andre was anxious, and suddenly saw Fuya raise her tearful eyes, Asked word by word.

"My sister is dead, what about Ansel?"

"Is he dead too?"

The dark blue curly-haired demon started to have a headache thinking of this, and he gritted his teeth.

"No."

"I don't know how he got in. After Miss Furna's assassination failed, he used Miss Furna's hand to make up for the city lord! Magic, is being hunted by the whole city!"

What kind of nonsense is this...

The dark blue curly-haired demon was powerless for a while, but he could not help but admit that following the failure of the assassination, the seemingly irreversible tyrannical city lord was injured, and his heart began to "pound, pound, pound" strangely. Jump up!

It turns out…

The tyrant is not invulnerable.

"Let's go!" He said decisively, "I can't delay any longer, I'll take you away! Since Ansel can sneak in quietly, he will definitely be able to get out!"

Fuya wiped away her tears and clenched her dagger.

"I'll go with you. But before I go, I'll take my gunpowder."

Pump pound pound.

The silent city seemed to have a resounding heartbeat again, and the chasing soldiers lit torches and pulled out several gorgeous lines of fire in the city. Under the firelight, everything should have been revealed, but it happened to be a heavy rain, and the firelight was dying like the remaining power of the city lord.

Instead, the sparkle of gems!

The big devil hermit sat down in the hidden place of the city wall without caring about his image. He raised his hand and pressed against the severe pain in his chest, while the devil's vertical pupils looked at the pouring rain.

Really, although he looks young, he is an old man, and he actually takes eleven halo magic for the students.

"Come on."

He danced triumphantly, swaying with a broken horn, like a madman, and the background sound was the sound of the explosion of the arsenal in the city.

"It's raining heavily, so it's easier for the little white bird to escape."

Somewhere in the Eastern Region, the alchemist raised his head from the place of refuge and looked at the black smoke rising in the direction of Suberbian City. On the table in front of him, black artificial horns with gemstone fragments gleamed.

The new order is fun.

It has been completed ahead of schedule.

The water monster in the big lake rises and falls, watching the joke of Suberbian city with schadenfreude; the greedy lord sleeps in the gold and silver cave and has a dream of confiscating all his family property.

On the land of the Eastern Region, various colored gems gradually connect. In the far western regions, the black-haired, black-blue, and vertical-eyed Demon King is getting ready to get off work. The explosion of Subobian City was so powerful that it was equivalent to adding an extra time to him, and Prime Minister Naberis was conscientiously reporting.

"What happened to Suberbian City?"

The Demon King cared, he still remembered that a traveler from the Lake of Fire went there.

The quick-thinking prime minister paused for a few times, and after holding it for a long time, he finally found a word that was not very elegant but very precise.

He gestured with his hands.

"...seems to be fried."

Theros the Devil: "…"

The egg of the phoenix is ​​in violent turbulence, and at some point, a fine mark has appeared on the eggshell.

The traveler is speeding up against the heavy rain. He held the short dagger left by the succubus in his hand, thinking about the passing of the other party, and felt sad in his heart. The only thing he can do is to let the other party's assassination succeed at least half. Not being able to kill the city lord directly makes the traveler regretful. If he is still in his prime, the city lord will not be able to go for a few rounds under his hands.

The traveler has not yet realized that he has begun to use his own power to do things for the demon world.

The search is getting closer and closer, he braved the rain to knock on the door of a house. The hostess opened the door, he saw the embarrassed appearance of the other party's scars all over his body, thinking about the commotion tonight, he opened the door directly.

"Come in!" He dragged the traveler into the door, "Just checked, the soldiers won't come again in the short term."

There is also a mistress in the house, and a little cub. The traveler was dripping with water all over his body, and he dared not go in again, for fear of soiling the furniture. The hostess dragged him in like he was dragging him into the door.

"Let Havin guard the door, take off your wet clothes, and get warm before the fire."

Assassination, you have awakened this sleeping city."

The Master Flame Witch shook the cub's little cradle and hummed softly.

"Because of the tyrannical city lord, Havin and I were pessimistic for a time."

"In this way, my child will definitely grow up under the brilliance of the new king."

Sa—

The king flag I saw that day seemed to unfold in the back of the traveler's mind.

In the bell of the cradle, the sound of the pursuit outside gradually faded away. The traveler cherished the dagger and watched the demon cub in the cradle quietly.

"That's right."

The Master of the Flame Witch smiled.

"I haven't asked your name yet."

Traveler... No, it should be Ansel.

"Anse Er."

He replied.

After a long landing, the wandering angel finally came to the land of the devil.

***

So I will tell you the cause and effect, and the judgment is your own business."

Bachin, who was stomped on by her, was speechless. He made some strange hiss, not knowing what to say. Fuya didn't care at all, she just couldn't allow anyone to despise His Majesty.

"Your Majesty is the devil who makes the gem shine."

she said.

"Your Majesty can never become His Majesty without a gem."

"Instead of His Majesty..."

"A gem becomes a gem."

She couldn't hear Bachin's movement, so she stepped on it hard.

"What's your response?"

Bachin: "His...hiss..."

Let him speak!

Bachin's peripheral vision caught sight of the white-haired demon king pretending to be indifferent, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly over and looking at him slightly. Obviously, His Majesty the Demon King is still worried that he will be killed.

"Your Majesty, I have finished talking with Lord Bachin."

Fuya got up briskly and faced Ans El, her smile suddenly softened.

"You have been very tired recently. First bring the relevant prisoners back to Subobian City, and then slowly interrogate and persuade them."

As Fuya said, she suddenly thought that she actually prepared a small gift for His Majesty.

A few minutes later, Ans Air silently raised his head and looked at the giant garbage truck being dragged in front of him by Gu Xin.

"Sorry, Your Majesty." Xiong Xiong frowned apologetically, "Ivien, the son of Demon King Levi, is in it, because it's too realistic, I can't find it for the time being."

Ansel: "…"

Realistic? Do you mean like garbage?

Can't find it!