MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 200

In the face of the emotional prime minister, Ansel was at a loss. Realizing that he might have misunderstood something earlier, he cleared his throat.

"Thank you for acknowledging my three hundred years of work."

The white-haired devil slightly lowered his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, and he asked the most important question.

"So, Andre, don't you really want me to leave?"

Andre immediately affirmed that he had been keeping some words in his heart about His Majesty's identity and how to keep His Majesty for a long time. .

"Your Majesty, please listen to me before you make a decision."

The chancellor said earnestly.

"If your majesty is an angel, it must be an angel of extraordinary ability and should be included in the seat of the consul. The heaven is willing to send such a majesty to the demon world, if it is a conspiracy, it should be in one world ,But…"

His eyes fell on the thin black gold chain on Ans Air's wrist, Ans Air raised a bad premonition in Ans Air's heart, Andre was going to spread out again!

"Please think about it carefully!" Andre said emotionally, "Just a demon, who is the heaven looking down on? Just don't respond to the arrangement of the heaven!"

"Your Majesty is extremely talented, and it has been deployed so far... At this point, it is better for Your Majesty to directly oppose and unify the Three Realms!"

If the Heavenly Realm becomes His Majesty, then the risk of His Majesty's departure will no longer exist, and the three realms are His Majesty's family business! Isn't it beautiful!

Heaven’s conspiracy little drop!

Their plot is great!

Hearing the unexpected rhetoric of his prime minister, Anse Er had put one hand on his forehead, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

It really deserves to be you, Andre, if he is really an inner ghost sent by the heaven, this wave, this wave has to be persuaded no matter what, but the heaven itself is the boss.

He sighed helplessly.

"Andre, thank you for planning for me, but the problem is that my coming to the Demon World itself does not involve any conspiracy, nor did the heaven send me here."

"I'm just..."

"Just exiled."

Anseyer found that when he talked about the topic of "exile", his mood was very calm. He will not resent the heavens, nor will he feel sad. Speaking of which, he has to thank the heavens, because of the conspiracy and exile more than 300 years ago, he will be today.

Only will you become the Demon King and know such a group of lovely demons.

Ansel was so kind, but Andre was dumbfounded.

After a few seconds, someone saw flames spraying out of the office window! A peacock with crimson feathers that was breathing fire tried to rush to seek revenge, but was firmly held back by His Majesty the Demon King behind!

Dare—the heavens dare—! !

Heaven dares to exile His Majesty—! !

***

A few hours later, in the Demon King's office.

The peacock with crimson feathers has calmed down temporarily, lying on the desk, listening to Ans Air flatly talking about the things before meeting these ministers. Although it was very brief, Andre still heard the sinister behind this, was heartbroken for His Majesty's experience, and shed tears for three thousand miles.

Rage Limited Skin Andre: QAQ

Unlike him, Ans Air, who talked about these things, was in a good mood. He passed his unpleasant experience in the heavenly world, but instead briskly asked the prime minister of Thaksin.

"So, after my identity was exposed, other ministers didn't have any prejudice against me, but wanted me to stay and continue to be the devil?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Peacock wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "For this reason, we are still meeting day and night, anxiously thinking about solutions. If we don't meet you, it's actually... I'm afraid of you. Mentioned to go."

This practice is really childish, as if a child covers his eyes with his hands and then faces the wall, as long as his back is not looking, he can resist everything he does not want to happen.

Ansier felt his eyes get hot and couldn't help laughing.

"Said this, I suddenly want to meet the ministers, thank you for accepting me as an angel, but I don't know where they are hiding now."

"Andre, can you take me to find them?"

How could Andre refuse the tea farmers' request? Immediately decided to sell all teammates!

Anyway, now that the crisis is over, he probably knows where those guys are hiding, and he will take his majesty down to scare them and see how many people can cry.

The prime minister, who was full of bad water, had not finished turning his dark thoughts, when he heard Ansel said with a smile.

"Speaking like this, I feel more comfortable in front of you."

Andre didn't know what he meant, and without waiting for an answer, he saw His Majesty the Demon King stretched his hand to the top of his head and casually took off the horned headband on his head... Really very comfortable!

Dark Tea Andrei, who was thinking about scaring other tea leaves to tears just now: "…"

Tears of fear burst out.

After accidentally scaring the chancellor to tears, Ansel cautiously put back the horn headband. He left the office, and the peacock walked in front of him with small steps to guide him diligently, and the feathers on his head trembled with the pace. Ansier watched him gradually turn blue from the beginning of his skull, knowing that Andre's emotions were beginning to calm down, and his eyes couldn't help but get a smile.

Technical house Amon always stays in a fixed place, it is best to catch, unfortunately becomes the first target.

At the alchemy laboratory, Andre diligently helped to close the front and rear doors, locked them with magic, and then asked Ansier to go in through the front door to catch them. The aware alchemist saw all this through the eyes of his alchemist assistant, and was greatly shocked.

Andre! You big-eyed guy is killing me! You're the one who took the devil... Bah! Is it you who brought your majesty here? !

But after the initial cry of fright, Amon was instantly ecstatic when he learned that His Majesty would not leave. The two bird-type tea leaves began to secretly plan to kill other tea leaves. When the thief was captured, the king was captured first, and the tea was harmed by the good tea. They decided to murder Bululu.

Bululu: "???"

Bululu has been hiding from Ansair very smoothly these days, and his body that can transform and change color is especially useful at this time. The way he currently chooses is to spread himself into a cake on the wall Creep up. As soon as he found Ansair walking nearby, he immediately turned himself into a transparent color and stuck to the wall motionless.

Can't see me can't see me can't see me!

And this time, for some reason, His Majesty the Demon King did not move like a casual walk, but was extremely purposeful, walking straight in his direction. When Plulu saw Ansair coming, he was shocked, and quickly performed a series of quick turns to try to escape, but this instead exposed his whereabouts.

It seems that there is no escape from the wall, the pink translucent dumpling gritted his teeth and chose to escape to the ground. Almost the front foot just touched the carpet, and in the next second, two shadows emerged from the slanting thorns, and they worked together to roll the entire carpet into a big roll!

Bululu in the big scroll: "...!"

Help! Trapped!

He pretended not to come out of the carpet roll, and the other two teas smiled sinisterly and started to fan the flames on the carpet roll. Sure enough, my own people know my own people best, and after a while, the heated slime dripped out of the cracks in the carpet.

Bululu: “…”

In front of Ansair, Bulul turned into a ball again, facing his majesty who seemed to say something to him, lest the other party say goodbye, Bulul immediately chose the big one. cry.

I saw his tears fall to the sides, slowly turning into two small blulus, the middle blulu crying smaller and smaller, when it was about to stop crying, he grabbed again He seized the opportunity, stretched out his trembling tentacles, pulled back the body parts on both sides, and continued to cry.

However, when the scheming tea was crying, he did not forget to observe Ans El's expression. Plulu found that His Majesty's expression was not right, and then he found that Andre's expression was also not right, and he suddenly muttered in his heart. He tentatively raised one eye and looked around. Andre, whose head had completely turned blue, couldn't hold back when he saw his cautious look.

"Pfft."

Brulu understood everything immediately, he was furious, and suffocated Andre's head. The peacock struggled fiercely, and the two were in a ball. The peacock blew bubbles in the slime's translucent body.

There seemed to be words in the bubble, so Blulu calmed down briefly and read the words in the bubble.

[—Ha! what! what! scare! die! you! 】

Bululu: "...Ow!!"

In the end, it was Ansair who took action and ended the fight. The pink slime ball immediately clinged to his side, for fear that Anselm would suddenly run away, and he could split himself and Andre into each other. The two teas with the highest fighting power spurned each other for a while, and I don't know what Andre said, Anseier found that they started to hug each other in a friendly manner again.

…I don’t know much about the friendship of tea.

Because Andre suggested that he could continue to scare other demons, Blulu was instantly moved.

Bululu: Hey.

Andre: Hey.

Tonight, no demons are destined to survive.

***

The light of the morning light shines on the edge of the window, and in the messy newspaper office, the devil who has been busy for several days and nights slowly straightened up. He beat his sore shoulders and neck, and felt that the years were really unforgiving, but he couldn't hold it after two or three days.

In order to write that "Morning Star Wearing the Crown", he spent a full week.

But...

Ellio's eyes fell on the thick manuscript paper on the desktop, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. Obviously, this work was very satisfactory to him, and it was time to cast it out. .

The devil pinned his pen back to the horn again. This time, the value of this pen has doubled. It is the pen that has written Starlight twice. He dialed the communication, and the moment the communication was issued, the editor-in-chief of the Eastern Region News, who had been waiting at the door, pushed the door and entered, with a thick blue and black hanging now, but his expression was extremely surprised.

"Mr. Elio! Are you finished?!"

In less than three days! As expected of Mr. Ellio!

"I have already contacted like-minded colleagues in the industry. Your article will cover the entire Eastern Region in one go! Whether it is an ordinary demon or a demon lord, everyone will see it!"

Too excited, the editor-in-chief felt that he was creating a history of demon journalism, he took a deep breath and invited Elio.

"Mr. Elio, our comrades who fought with the pen have arrived, just waiting for your sword to be unsheathed!"

The scenes that had just been established in the Eastern Region King City began to flash in the eyes of the demon mottled. He thought about the simple crown-wearing ceremony and the past years of prosperity and advancement in the Eastern Region. He handed out the manuscript comparable to a sharp sword in his hand, and the hazy starlight seemed to start flashing in his heart again.

Next time...

He wanted to write about what His Majesty never held—

The ceremony of wearing the crown.

The author has something to say:

Andre &Amon&Blulu: Scare! cry! cry!

Other Ministers:…

What a dark magic!