MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 144 【Thanks for irrigation】

Sylvia adjusted her schedule, she freed up some time for herself, and set off for the demon world.

It was only then that she knew that the demon world had set up a gate in the human world, and it was easy to pass through. This powerful magic and alchemy method moved Sylvia.

Edward hangs his life with the life essence given by Ansel, of course, this is the part that Sylvia has to pay. But this did not affect Sylvia's gratitude. She kept the Demon King's guidance and maintenance to her and the human world in her heart.

What? Was this supposed to be the work of angels?

The silver-haired girl gave a fake smile in her heart.

She now seriously suspects that the radar-like ring on the angel's head and the two feather duster-like wings on the back are decorations.

Well, maybe no doubt.

The unfulfilled duty of the angel was fulfilled by the devil. When Sylvia passed through the door, she thought in accordance with the normal thinking of human beings, making sure that even if she saw the cauldron of **** and the red magma spewing everywhere, she would never show a rude expression.

I was thinking about the **** scene in my heart, but I didn't expect the bright sunshine and the fragrance of flowers to come to my face. The reliefs on the walls were in the light and shadow to count the achievements of the devil, Ansair was waiting for her here.

And handed her a horn headband.

Silvia: "…"

She suddenly looked up at the top of Ansel's head, and looked back in disappointment.

Ansel's horns look real.

Anseyer's gaze towards her was very calm, true and false, false and true, when he took out the horn headband, no one could doubt that he was wearing horns Headband!

"Take this little disguise, there's a mirror here, you can put it on and see."

The shape of this headband is the horn of the shadow demon, which Ansi Er temporarily asked Morag to help him make, and does not require the complicated craftsmanship of the horn headband on Ansi Er's head , only for decorative effect. Sylvia put on her horns and turned her head left and right in front of the mirror, completely looking like a demon.

Seeing that she had put on the horn, Ansair spoke again.

"With your swordsmanship and magic ability, you are enough to blend in with ordinary demons. You can familiarize yourself with this place first, and then work hard to get...Rebirth Iris."

This term moved Sylvia, but obviously, her current strength is not enough to retrieve such a thing.

A deliberately light footstep sounded, and the supervisor in a tuxedo bowed in front of the Demon King. He raised his gray pupils and smiled gracefully and gently.

"Your Majesty, have you summoned me?"

"It's just right, Vassago." Ans El nodded, and then introduced, "This is one of the current principals of the Human World, Sylvia. I allow her to stay in the Demon King's Palace. in the meeting room, and move freely within a certain range of the city, in order to deeply appreciate the style of the demon world under my rule.”

He turned to Sylvia again.

"This is my loyal supervisor and immortal follower, Vassago. Since there are some secrets in the city, you can visit some places with his escort, and if you need to go out on weekdays, you can also Accompanying is also required.”

Silvia understands.

After the simple explanation, His Majesty the Demon King flew away with his dark cloak and disappeared in front of Sylvia.

He's going to catch the teacher!

Ansier also communicated to Amon in advance about the resurrection of Iris.

The reason why I communicated to Amon is because there are several areas known to have blooming irises, and one of them is next to Amon's seclusion.

The iris of rebirth is also one of the specialties of the Eastern Region, symbolizing the power of resurrection, so there are often a large number of monsters around. The daring alchemist of Yi Gaoren is not afraid of these. He will build a seclusion place next to the growth area of ​​the reborn iris. He can use a large number of monsters outside to protect himself, and it is also convenient for research... He will grab two reborn irises when he has nothing to do. leaves.

Iris Rebirth: Gan!

"Of course there is no problem. Although it is called precious, this kind of flower is not a commonly used material for my research, and even if it is picked, it will grow again after a few decades."

The alchemist naturally agreed, and even if the supreme majesty and close pen pal wanted the moon, he could make an artificial moon to shine on Suberbian city forever, this is the great alchemist confidence!

"And..."

The alchemist began to hint wildly.

"I haven't gone back to that place for a long time. It doesn't matter if I pick it up or not."

Attention, Your Majesty! He has abandoned the old house, so should he be given a staff dormitory? He can logically join His Majesty's command!

Offer! post! job! Either way, give it to him!

However, the devil's brain circuit is more tortuous than the most complicated alchemy formula. In the face of pen pal Amon, Ans Aier is always very cherished and cautious. He feels that from the current development, he can push the recruitment progress forward by just one millimeter.

Steady, steady, such a powerful alchemist, can't be too hasty.

He proposed enthusiastically.

"Is the old house no longer living? This is easy to do! Which area do you like, I will send someone to build a new house for you! How about the two-story building?"

Amon: "…"

This sad mood is like a frosted winter jujube!

√

Seeing that it is impossible to advance the job search progress today, Amon still wants to chat with his pen pal for a while, but Azhai can't chat, he is so exhausted that he can only say one sentence.

"I am willing to use the rejuvenated iris. It seems that Your Majesty really wants to save that human being. You are really kind."

"If I am about to die, will Your Majesty be so eager to save me?"

Ansel: "…"

The silence spreads.

Obviously, the ability of the great alchemist to choose a topic is completely disproportionate to his ability to choose a topic.

The Great Alchemist fell into panic when he heard the silence on the other end. He really doesn't know how to chat. If it falls on paper and puts it into the tip of a pen, there is still room for thinking and consideration, but if he talks face-to-face, he will talk about Tianyizi to death at some point.

Ansier sighed, not because of Amon's topic, but because of his own approach to this matter.

"I can't take the name of kindness." He sighed, "To save Edward, there is actually a faster method, that is, I get the revived iris, give it to Silvia, and then treat it ."

"However, I ignored the girl's pain, thought and weighed as a demon king, and finally even used Edward's life as a bargaining chip to force the people I like to see the leader of the human world to grow rapidly. This breeds The pain and suffering that I have experienced are all related to me, so they cannot be called kindness.”

For Ansel, "kindness" is a very high concept. He is always praised in the demon world, but he always thinks that he is not enough. He also couldn't find an interpretation of this word from the heavens, because the heavens seemed to pay less attention to this word.

"But Amon, if it's you." Ans El said, with a firm tone, "I will come to the rescue as soon as possible, without any delay, hesitation, nor any embarrassment or hesitation. "

The alchemist in the human world heard this, the feathers on the crow's head suddenly fluttered, and the entire crow's head became unusually rounded due to the fluffy fluff. Then with a "bang", the head of the crow didn't hold back, and changed back to the alchemist's original black-haired appearance.

The young-looking great demon raised his hand to cover his face, and also covered the crow totem composed of alchemy spells on his right face.

Uuuuu, Your Majesty is so knowledgeable, he can tell people that he and His Majesty are more than friends...

Not full of staff.

Amon: "…"

Why?

***

Sylvia, who was traveling in the city, is now dizzying.

The image of the devil stirring in the pot with a big fork all day did not appear, she found that the devil is also busy working, almost no different from the human world.

Sylvia saw a group of demons unloading the truck, and several sturdy Balrogs shouted passwords to the ground walking dragon, saying "fall down", and then hit a "boom" . Dixinglong's big eyes were full of tears, and he was very aggrieved. The demons were not angry and laughed around the dragon carriage.

In the streets, there are flying demons holding newspapers for sale, demon children laughing and running around holding flowers; on the small terrace on the second floor, bearded demons are leisurely Listening to the radio and drinking tea; in a corner of the city, magic is busy building the city wall... The city is full of blooming flowers, and flowers adorn the lives of the residents of the Demon World.

Sylvia was so touched that she couldn't help asking Vassago, the supervisor who guided her on the tour.

"Excuse me, is this the case in the devil world?"

So warm, so bright, so peaceful.

Vassago smiled and shook his head.

"Not so, miss. Only Suberbian, only Suberbian."

He asked Silvia to climb the city wall, under the clear sky, the visibility was extremely high. The supervisor took out a pair of alchemical telescopes and motioned Silvia to look in a certain direction.

"Please look over there... oh no, not here, you can see the western part of the demon world from your current angle, it is also a prosperous place, but the climate is cold. You need to move a bit, yes , this is the direction, did you see it?"

"This direction is the southern region, please look at the southern region."

Vassago has a friendly smile and polite speech.

"Look at the unfortunate part of the garbage."

Silvia: "…"

Levy: "???"

Tell a joke.

Courtesy.

***

"Courtesy! That's your courtesy to the teacher?!"

Master Wang, who loves to do nothing but work, was finally caught by the devil. He simply sat down on the spot. If it wasn't for Ansi Er pulling his collar, he could just lie down and cheat.

"Teacher, this is about my Human World strategy." Ansier tried to persuade him.

Baymon still quit, he lay down and brushed for a while, and suddenly made a halftime pause gesture to Ans Air. Ans Air stopped his hand, and saw Baimon took out a small cake from his pocket, ate it quickly, and continued to lie down.

No! Don't kill me!

He taught only one student of Ans Air!

"You only need to say a few words." Ans El continued to persuade, "Teacher, you are very good at teaching students, and Sylvia will definitely gain a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Andre, who came to report his work, showed a shocked expression.

Wang teacher will teach students?

It is estimated that only His Majesty can understand the ghosts he taught.

Seeing that Baimon is always reluctant, Ansair naturally will not be too reluctant, he sighs melancholy, and has a headache how to make Sylvia grow up quickly in the demon world. The prime minister beside him spoke at the right time.

"Your Majesty, it is unrealistic to expect a minister to be alone for a long time."

The chancellor offered advice in a gentle voice.

"If every minister has some free time, he can give a little mention or two in the field that he is good at. I think this will be very beneficial to the growth of the person in charge of the human world."

Anse Ayrton's eyes lit up, great idea!

"Andre, then entrust you to convey this request to the other ministers."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Baymon was humming to speak when Ansel's magic mirror suddenly lit up. He looked at the caller displayed on the mirror, and immediately signaled to Master Wang, who was not working and eating rice, etc., and walked to the side by himself.

So, Sylvia, who had returned from her first visit to the Devil's Palace, had just passed through the lush garden when she saw this scene—

The white-haired devil is standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a magic mirror and talking. The window sash was bathed in brilliant light, bees and butterflies danced outside the window, surrounded by hundreds of flowers, I saw him sometimes open his mouth with a smile, sometimes listen intently, with rich expressions and high spirits. Just by looking at it like this, he knew that the person who was talking to him must be the person he cared about.

Sylvia had some experience, she tilted her head.

How to say, she thinks that His Majesty the Demon King...

Looks like you're in a relationship?

Sweet.

Got it.

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