MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 2

The Demon Lord Ansair and the Demon Lord Theros have a long-standing feud.

The demon world is vast, and the cracks in the vertical and horizontal earth divide the seven abyss plates, such a vast area is ruled by three demon kings respectively. Kaifeng and Tieshu Abyss are owned by the Southern Demon King Levi, the main city Idian City, whose symbol is [Snake]; Frozen and Blackrock Abyss are owned by the Western Demon King Theros, and the main city Luster City, whose symbol is [Black] Swan]; and in the end, the abyss of ashes and floating flowers belongs to Ansair, the main city of Suberbian, and the symbol is [Iris].

The seventh abyss is suspended and does not belong to any demon king.

The city of Suberbian, headed by Ansair, is the youngest city of the Demon King, with a history of only three hundred years, which is really childish for the long-lived demon race. It is astounding, the rapid development of Suberbian City, and the happy life of the devil, all of which are due to the various new policies of the devil Ans El.

He is like a fearless rebel, ignoring the unspoken rules of all demons and leading his subjects forward. In this way, it naturally aroused the hostility of the old-school forces in the demon world.

Phoenix Fini was startled by the sound of the quill breaking, and came back to his senses, and quickly brought a warm towel to Ansair to wipe the ink on his hands, and put the fragments with The wings rushed aside. He raised his small skull with a feather crest, watching Ansair sneer while wiping his hands.

"Is the 'Demon King's family' great? It's only through the shadows of our ancestors that we can keep the identity of the Demon King from generation to generation." Ansier sneered, "It's just a fantasy, I want to make it a reality. The Demon King Theros is just a man of his own accord, he won't still care about losing to me in the last one-on-one test, right? No way?"

"It's very possible!" Feeney was also full of righteous indignation, "If you are defeated, you will only dare to yell at you in the newspaper!"

There is also the silver-winged dragon raised by the demon king Theros, which is also very annoying. Fini has fought with that guy many times.

Ansier calms himself down, don't get angry, the devil is like a show, watching him implement the new trade policy, and then get angry with Ceros!

Thinking of this, Ansair suddenly shuddered.

Speaking of this joint expedition, they will have to meet...

The next second, a fierce light flashed in the vertical pupil of the sunset-colored demon.

When they meet, they will definitely fight, and he will remember to sharpen his weapons in advance!

With this goal hanging in front of her, Anse Er was murderous when she was handling the morning government affairs. It is imperative for him to implement the new trade regulations. It is true that there have always been great demon lords trying to fight against Ansel's policies in order to safeguard their own interests.

At eleven o'clock, Vassago appeared at the door of the Demon King's office on time, and asked Ansel to judge. Ansair gathered the documents and stood up, and Feeney immediately flew over his shoulders, looking very happy.

"I heard that you are going to judge emotional matters?" He asked gossip, Ansel glanced at him, and Fini immediately closed his small sharp mouth, only his eyes Still spinning.

"It's just a quarrel between young people about horns." Ansel said lightly, "It won't take long."

In the estimation of the time, Ans Air was slapped in the face. He was sitting on the throne of the Demon King, the sunset-colored demon had vertical pupils hanging down, and he couldn't see his emotions, only the frequent glances at the clock showed how much he wanted to finish quickly and then go to dinner.

"...That's what happened, he touched my horn." The young male demon blushed and his voice trembled. Ansel looked at the horns on top of his head, not too big, a soft dark tan, like a lamb. However, even if the horn is not too big, it is still a circle larger than Ansi Er's horn.

As a Demon King, Ansair certainly wants to wear a luxurious horn, but...his horn is actually a headband.

The bigger the headband, the easier it is to be sideways.

If it is crooked in front of people, it will be an accident!

So to this day, Ansel is still wearing a pair of horns that are a little small for the big devil, and brutally beats every demon who dares to laugh at his small horns.

Ansier nodded slightly, indicating that he had understood the cause and effect, and then he looked at the demon kneeling on the other side. Rotate, looks very mighty.

"Do you have any objection to the whole thing?"

The white-haired demon king of Mojiao asked softly.

The tall demon was silent for a while.

"No objection, it's my fault."

Anse El turned to the demon of the lamb horn again.

"Since both parties have no objection to the whole incident, you can propose the desired punishment. Regarding the horn, although there is no relevant law, but according to the sentencing of Suberbian City, whether it is exile or imprisonment, As long as there is no objection between the two parties, it can be implemented as appropriate.”

After listening to Ans El's words, the demon of the little sheep's horns was in a panic.

"The flow, the exile... don't have to be so... serious... torture..."

Ansier slowly typed a question mark.

Since you don't want to punish the other party, why did you apply for a court ruling?

Seeing the majestic white-haired demon king on the throne narrowed his vertical pupils the sunset color, the demon with little horns was about to cry in fright, and his speech was intermittent.

"I didn't mean to fool Your Majesty, just touching the horns is very...very...as long as he is punished..." Under pressure, he instead went out of his way and said, "I know! I know that their family is from His Majesty's Legion, and they look down on me, an ordinary devil doing business, that's why they fool and fool me in this way..."

Unexpectedly, the tall demon who had been bowing his head interjected for the first time.

"No disrespect! No fooling!"

"Why not!"

If it weren't for the majesty of the Demon King, the two of them would probably quarrel in court. Ans El seemed to have come to his senses, and Vassago coughed lightly behind him again, making Ans El confirm his judgment.

I am afraid that today he is not here to judge, but to…

Vassago approached him and whispered.

"Both parents are here."

Ansel: "…"

Sure! He, the Demon King, didn't come to judge, but to witness the marriage!

"You are so discerning, you can see through it at a glance. The act of scaring the little guy just now is a textbook level operation. In this way, both parents will be grateful to you, after all, the happiness of the child is more important than anything else." Vassago's mouth moved, and he said in a low voice that the people around Ansi Er were never stingy and warmly praised his wise and wise majesty.

Anseyer watched the two young demons quarrel with his eyes open.

Young devil now...

The white-haired demon king held his cheeks lazily, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the parents of two young demons coming in through the side door and respecting him. Ansier nodded slightly in response, and the quarrel below was finally coming to an end.

"You are always like this! Deliberately provocative because I like you..." Little Sheephorn cried.

The big devil finally couldn't hold back.

"It's not a deliberate provocation! It's..." He couldn't say anything, and finally squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth, "It's... I can't help it."

It's done.

Anseyer was refreshed and took the lead in applauding. The parents of both parties rushed up, and the scene became a sea of ​​joy.

The little horn was still tearful, but the words of the tall demon made his cheeks hot. When he saw his family coming up to him, he blamed him for having to come to the Demon King's Royal Front to reveal his heart. Xiao Yangjiao subconsciously looked up in the direction of His Majesty the Demon King, only to see His Majesty the Demon King slowly walking down the stairs of the throne while applauding, smiling faintly at him.

"This time, I'm afraid I don't need to come to the trial, but maybe I can be a witness?"

This is a great honor for ordinary demons. The little horn was still dizzy, and his mother thanked His Majesty for his grace. Then he turned his head and looked at the tall demon who was also surrounded by his family and looked embarrassed.

He blushed again.

Anse Er's lunch was delayed by more than an hour, but he received an extra military sponsorship and was in a good mood. At the dining table, Ansier recalled the scene of the happy enemy just now, and casually brought up the topic of horns.

He still doesn't quite understand the meaning of the horns to the devil. After this time, he thinks that the horns are a... um, private part of the devil's body? But Ansair still doesn't have a strong sense of reality.

Devils are indulgent races.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have touched someone's horn."

Ansier said casually, he was stirring a cream of **** mushroom soup, and just after he finished speaking, he found that there was a dead silence around him. Vassago's fish eyes seemed to bulge out, Fini plunged his head into the ketchup, and the capable head maid who always had a professional smile on his face seemed to crack.

Vassago's fish mouth began to open and close, making bubbles.

"Boom boom...whom did you touch... boom boom boom... corner boom?"

Anse Er did not realize the seriousness of the matter, he recalled.

"Looks like... Ceros?"

Finey with the golden and red feathers heard this answer, and suddenly seemed to have lost all color and turned gray, looking at Anse Er's eyes completely dull, and then forced a smile for a while.

"Are you kidding me?"

Ansel: "…"

He shouldn't have started this topic, anyway, I don't remember that very clearly, Anse Er decided to hurry up and fool the past.

His Majesty the Demon King nodded indifferently.

"Yeah."

"Hahahaha I'll just say it, Your Majesty is really humorous!" Fini came back to life from the faded state, and so did the whole table. Ansier's face was sullen and he breathed a sigh of relief.

horns are so important to demons...?

Very important" "equal to the halo of an angel", however...

As a real angel, Ans El didn't think the halo was very important, he even thought the halo was annoying and affected his hidden work.

Ansel: "…"

No more.

Count the days, it's time to break the aperture tonight.

The author has something to say:

It is irresponsible to touch, it can be said to be scum (nods)

Anse: ? ? ?

So the corner is more important than the [beep-]?