MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 154

After Purulu left, Master Wang sat on the terrace for a long time, with the naive and naive chess pieces of the king and the minister's family beside him. It was not until dawn when he drank his last sip of tea and got up and left.

Wang Shibaimen found a problem.

He has—

I can't imagine a world without Ansel.

In the morning light of dawn, the chess pieces have been stored in a transparent glass box, waiting for the maid to come and collect them. The shadows of the little king and ministers cast clear shadows on the chessboard of the Devil's Palace.

Different from these colorful chess pieces, the pale chess pieces staggered on the black and white plate, and the celestial archon summoned the last angel who went to the human world.

The Angel of Quan who was summoned seemed very uneasy.

Sir Sharia, as one of the three rulers and an angel of power, how could she not be admired by the angel of power who was summoned? He didn't know why the noble consul had summoned such an inconspicuous angel alone. Maybe he saw his conscientiousness, or, those few small achievements?

The summons this time, under the order of the consul, were silent, and Angel Quan was full of excitement, which usually meant a chance to be promoted.

The consul was as holy and dazzling as ever, sitting beside the chessboard, holding a scroll in his hand, his expression could not show joy or anger. Angel Quan knelt down on one knee excitedly, and after a long time, he heard the melodious voice of the consul, like a gauze curtain, gently falling down.

"Everything I talked about today should not be mentioned to outsiders. Even if you have seen me, you must not say anything."

The magic contract floated in front of Angel Quan, and such a grand secrecy made Angel Quan a little scared. But he still quickly signed the contract, feeling a layer of shackles shackled somewhere in his spirit, so he lowered his head nervously and waited for the consul to ask.

Sariah sat upright and showed concern.

"I ask you, what was the situation in the Human World when you went to the Human World for the last time?"

Angel Quan suddenly panicked in his heart, when he went to the human world... No, although it was originally a task assigned to him, but because he hated human beings and did not want the guidance of the lower realm, he did not go.

—other angels went in his place.

How can you say this in front of the consul...

The angel of power could not tell lies to the consul, and could only respond vaguely. This vague answer naturally aggravated Sharia's suspicion. He angrily threw a chess piece on the ground, and the crisp cracking sound seemed to wake up the entire heaven.

He almost snapped.

"Lie! Where is your virtue?"

"I'm so sorry, Lord Sharia! It's me... I didn't go there..."

"I... despise human beings and recklessly believe that human beings do not deserve to be guided by angels, so this task was delegated to me. My heart is very resistant, and I don't want to go down."

Sharia looked at him coldly.

"Go on."

"At that time, I didn't want to go. There was a war angel who returned from the battlefield. He was willing to go, so let him go."

The angel of power didn't dare to lift his head, the angel's sense of shame was far stronger than that of other races, he tried to keep his voice steady, but tears had already started to fall to the ground.

"Because I didn't want to leave a bad track of disobedience, my name was left on the directory at that time."

Yes, if so…

Sharia slowly sat back in her seat, her arms resting on the chessboard, feeling an unspeakable exhaustion.

"What's the name of that angel?"

Angel Quan hurriedly wiped away her tears and tried her best to recall.

"It seems to be called An... Ans..."

"Anse Er?"

"Yes, yes!" Angel Quan was greatly surprised, and even more frightened, "You, you know..."

Sharia slowly closed her eyes.

All...all...all...

The dream of the three ruling parties toasting together…

From a long time ago…

no longer exists.

But this time, Sharia learned well. Not only did he make this meeting extremely secret in order to guard against inner ghosts, but in order to ensure the authenticity of the news, he also made a special trip to the Human World to seek circumstantial confirmation.

Sharia knew that if the angel who last came to the Holy See to teach mankind five hundred years ago was Ansel, then the brave and sages who are still alive must have seen him. Even if the angels come to the human world, they will use magic to cover up their true colors, as long as the heroes and sages describe their feelings more or less, it is better than no circumstantial evidence.

This time, the arrival of the consul was silent. Although he still used the passage of the Holy Court, he did not disturb anyone in the Holy Court. It's just that after he came to the Holy Court, he didn't find any of the sages and the brave. After inquiring a little, I heard that there is a trial field in the human world.

Proving Grounds?

Shalia immediately set off for the dark lake, where he sensed the monster's breath like a chaotic vortex, whistling on the lake, but could not escape the dark lake area at all. Human demon hunters came from all directions, and their combat power was uneven, but because the proving ground had been divided into different levels of areas, they could always find a hunting location that was suitable for them.

Explore, fight, fight...

To think, to practice, to sublime…

The huge proving ground, the endless stream of monsters, and the continuous breakthrough of human beings.

Sharia was shocked for a moment, and deeply felt the great support of the people who built this place. He guessed that this should be advocated by Ans El. Judging from the fact that he is a hero and draws the holy sword, Ans El has high hopes for human beings, and his attitude is quite friendly.

Isn’t this kind of selfless guidance to human beings what angels have?

So Ansel is really…

Sharia struggled to contain his thoughts, wasn't he making enough mistakes by arbitrariness? Previously, Ansair had so decisively made a clear distinction between him and the heavens. He could no longer act recklessly. He had to fully confirm and understand the cause and effect before talking about other things.

It was about the companions. Sharia put down all her arrogance. He found the brave and sages who were killed in the proving ground, and politely asked about the last arrival of the angel.

Rhein: Scared!

Anthony: Scared!

What evil wind blows the head of this arrogant angel?

Although there is still a faint arrogance, I am afraid that the matter is important, so I lower my posture. But for the arrogant angels, this is not easy. The brave and sages who have been trained by the Holy Court do not have the heart to oppose the angels themselves.

Rhein nodded slightly to Yun Jian who was hunting monsters together, and the second-class star witcher immediately understood.

"I'll go see Jasmine."

He said lightly.

"Some areas have been completely cleaned up. Jasmine is presiding over the rebuilding and should need help."

He left happily, leaving space for angels and sages. Sharia was very careful to set up powerful enchantments. He is an angel of power, and he is very good at doing these.

After everything was safe, he asked with a deep breath.

"I would like to inquire about the last time the angels came to the Holy Court five hundred years ago."

Anthony suddenly trembled in his heart, remembering the sad news of death, and resisted not showing it. He didn't know the purpose of the angel asking this, but if he described the situation at that time according to what the other party said, maybe he could ask the question that he cared about the most.

When the angel came, although the two were young, they had already deeply imprinted that scene in their hearts. So, in the description of the brave and the sage, Sharia gradually became a god—

He guides the brave and sages, leaving them with unforgettable experiences, leading them to the light and goodness, faithfully fulfilling the mission of this last advent, and maintaining the glory of the heavens.

Such…Such…

He gradually lowered his head, both sad and ashamed.

During the description, Anthony actually held back his words a few times. After he finished speaking, he saw the angel say goodbye for a long time, and then said goodbye to them and was about to leave. He couldn't bear it any longer.

"Lord Angel!" He asked, his voice trembling, "What crime did the angel who guided me and Rhine commit, and was thrown into prison?"

Anthony is waiting for a crime, he has already said what he knows, so it should be completely justified to ask the other party to check.

Unexpectedly, the other party was even more shocked than when Anthony himself just learned the news.

"What?"

***

"...come and listen to this "Book of Demons to the Heavens"."

The demon king with black blue vertical pupils is holding a scroll of written documents and is making a video call with Ansi Er opposite.

Thanks to those alchemists in the East and West who are keen on research, the network speed of the demon world, at least the network speed used by important leaders like them, has been greatly improved. The achievement is currently shared by the East and the West, and the South is kicked out of the 4G network.

Levy: "…"

Smooth internet speed, clearer picture, and the beautiful appearance of the white-haired devil can be seen at a glance. I saw him resting his cheeks with one hand, looking like he wanted to yawn a little, obviously he worked overtime again last night.

He quietly listened to Ceros elaborating on the various points and ingenious satires in this "Book of Demons to the Heavens". shower head.

And…

Cerros' voice was low and steady, which was really nice.

"However..." Ansair put forward a suggestion for revision, "Heavenly world is so slow and rotten about the invasion of monsters, anyway, I can only scold this time. Why don't you scold more fiercely? Look here, this sentence..."

Cerros: "…"

It's okay for the angel to teach the devil to scold the heaven.

So reluctantly changed it a bit.

After the official business, the rare video opportunity, Ceros wanted to talk about private affairs. He turned on the magic mirror protection. In this case, even the magic mirror itself could not hear the content of the call, nor could it keep the call records. Seeing him like this, Ansier was stunned for a moment, and he also turned on the protection, and emptied his office at the same time.

"I often spend the night thinking about your identity..."

He started slowly.

Ansel: "…"

He didn't even think about it all night, Ceros' mental quality is too bad, he couldn't sleep thinking about the little things.

A million little things!

Then Ceros's tone began to become subtle.

"You told me last time that you used my blood..."

Dip all over the body, inside and out with his smell...

That time, because Ansair took the initiative to go to his place to find him, the place itself was full of his breath. In addition, he was emotional at the time, and he was very close to Ans Air, and his breath completely enveloped the other party. It was already a blending attitude. Therefore, Ans Air took the initiative to inform him later about the use of the blood of the devil.

If Theros had known earlier that the blood would be used in alchemy to wash blood, he would never have let Ans El perform such a painful ritual. So now he is more cautious and proactively talking about this issue proactively.

"Although the consul of the heavenly realm was fooled at that time, the other party may not give up easily."

He voiced his concerns.

"And there's one thing I can't figure out anyway."

Ans Air actually vaguely guessed where he was confused, and asked slowly.

"...you said."

"Why is the consul of the heavenly world so obsessed with you?" The Demon King was puzzled, "If it was just an ordinary angel, even if he was in the devil world, he wouldn't have to be so chasing after him."

If you think that it is a great shame for an angel to become a demon king, it seems that it is a faster way to obliterate it, rather than...

Want to redeem?

Cerros does have this weird feeling.

Ans El was silent for a while, he basically told Ceros everything he could tell, except that he was the consul, he didn't mention it.

It's outrageous and a bit embarrassing.

Theros saw him hesitate, thinking that Ansel did not trust him enough. Although he was a little sad, he understood that everyone should have their own secrets.

He also has a secret from Ansair, about the goose...

Cerros: "…"

Seeing that he didn't ask anymore, Ansair knew that he wanted to be wrong, so he hurried to remedy it.

"No, it's not that I don't trust you, it's because of this..."

He was a little embarrassed, and finally decided to say it more easily.

"Let me tell you a joke."

His tone was lighthearted.

"Sit tight and don't die laughing at this joke."

Cerros: "…"

He had a bad feeling.

I just listened to Anse El’s cheerful voice—

"The consul Sharia said, I should also be the consul of the heavens, his companion, haha!"

Hearing such a terrifying joke, the black-blue vertical-eyed Demon King immediately grabbed the table in horror, and his eyes moved out of the window. I saw that under the sunny sky, many snow-capped mountains rumbled, and heavy snow rolled down, rushing towards his Luster City with a rushing momentum!

No!

Across a door, he could hear Prime Minister Naberis screaming.

"Big avalanche! Why is there a big avalanche this season! Or is someone laughing under the snow again? Get him!"

Cerros: "…"

Sorry.

Don't arrest him.