MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 136

The beautiful and prosperous banquet tower in the past is now in ruins due to the turmoil some time ago.

The isolation tape symbolizing maintenance was pulled everywhere, and the "No Entry" sign reflected the brilliance of fluorescent yellow in the dim light. The Demon King smashed into the ruins. He flicked the aura of the Demon King's cloak and slowly raised the pair of sunset-colored vertical pupils.

The demon's breath stronger than before was sensed by Shalia, and he pursed his lips. In the past, he should have taken into account the presence of humans, but Ansi Er has restrained himself. Now that he came to see him, he made no secret of his deterrent power, which made him feel a little hurt.

Between the two angels, it started with silence.

After a while, Shalia couldn't hold back first. He raised his blue eyes and looked at each other with a complicated expression.

"...you're here."

Ansel: "…"

When can nonsense literature be far away from him! If in the Demon World, Sharia reported to him like this, he would have to ask Gu Xin to fork this guy out of the Demon Palace!

"You have nothing to say... do you want to say?"

Sharia asked, as if she felt that her tone was not soft enough, she quickly added half a sentence.

"Whatever your explanation is, I can understand."

“…Should I ask you this?”

The white-haired demon king raised his eyes arrogantly, his expression was flat, his attitude was indifferent, and he even took out his pocket watch and glanced at it.

"The consul of the heavens, if you call me here, just to tell these inexplicable riddles, I think, I should leave now."

He gave Shalia the scrolls that recorded all kinds of monsters. He didn't believe Shalia didn't read it, but he brought up other topics first. It was only possible to prioritize things, thinking that Talking to him at this moment is a more important thing... I don't know what it means!

What lies ahead is the war to protect their world from monsters!

There should be nothing above this matter, in Ansel's heart, not even his own life and death.

Seeing that Ansair was still in this stubborn attitude, the blue-eyed angel seemed a little anxious, he assured him again and again.

"It's safe here, just the two of us."

He assured.

"I opened a barrier around the perimeter so that no one would approach and hear our conversation."

Angel of Power's ability to open the barrier, Ansier still recognizes it, but he is full of annoyance now, and for some reason, it is still a little hot. So he pulled the collar slightly, looking impatient.

Saria's timid and hesitant appearance, wouldn't it really be like what Baimon said, was she going to confess to him?

New ghost stories!

"I don't have anything to talk to you about. If I didn't see your stubborn personality, I'd be entangled if you didn't meet, and I wouldn't meet you privately like this."

There is no warm color in his sunset-colored demon vertical pupil.

"Heaven's Archon, I have nothing to do with you at all."

Saliyah finds it hard to accept such indifferent words. Looking at his companion dressed as the demon king, Shalia even felt the depression in his heart that the other party was taken away by the demon world. On impulse, he directly said the topic of this conversation.

"You're an angel, Ansel!"

It is an angel.

is his companion.

It is one of the three ruling parties to raise a glass together.

Originally they should be above the cloudy sky, in the brilliance of the stars, hand in hand to watch the movement of all things, no one is more intimate than them, they were born to complement each other.

But...

Why became the devil?

Why did you leave the heaven?

"Follow me back." The consul's voice softened, the lost companion needs his guidance at the moment, and he can ignore everything before him. So he stretched out his hand to his companion—

"Go back with me, we will share the glory of the sky together."

Ansel frowned.

...Since he is so obsessed with the question that he is an angel, has Sharia got any solid evidence?

He would never admit it.

"It's not enough for you to be laughed at by me and my courtiers once, do you want to be ridiculed twice?" The Demon King looked at the Angel Archon in amazement, with an impeccable expression, "Angel, why don't you look at it? Look, what's on top of my head?"

--a horn, a devil's horn, an inky-colored, gem-encrusted fragment.

The Demon King unfolded his cloak, majestic and arrogant, and smiled at the angel.

"I am rich in the Eastern Region and have ruled for hundreds of years. The subjects of the demon world love me and respect me as the supreme king."

"I don't know where you got this stubborn cognition, the consul of the heavens, my status is not lower than you, you are really..."

The Demon King's vertical pupils showed a stern look.

"You are so offensive!"

Not recognized, but reprimanded…

Angel's eyes suddenly turned red, he gritted his teeth, not letting himself be too rude, but the sadness in his voice could not be suppressed at all, it sounded like he was about to cry.

"The white-haired...the golden bird..."

"You are not a devil at all... You should be the consul of the heaven..."

Denying his identity as a demon king, which touches on Ansel's inverse scales, he sneered suddenly.

"Then you prove it? Show me how you made the wrong judgment."

His tone was rare and tough, and the alchemy exchange blood brought Anse Er a strong confidence. Even if something goes wrong in the end, the big deal is that he is here, and this consul will be forever...

Ansier thought with the ruthless heart of the Demon King, although he didn't want the situation to turn out like that, but he didn't want to leave the demon world he loved.

Sariah certainly has the means to prove it!

At that time, the golden bird flew back and passed vague news, white hair is very rare, and Ansel still has power! Isn't this what a consul is?

The consul's halo appeared above Sharia's head, and the light was a little dim, because this circle was still suspended by magic in the strict sense, like a tooth that was barely filled, and there was no nutritional supply at all.

Saria's golden bird is currently living in this crumbling patchwork dilapidated house, and when she hears the call, she immediately chirps—

The aperture wobbled erratically.

Golden Bird: "…"

The bird is afraid.jpg

Don't be so loud.

The golden bird flew out of the halo, and when she saw the familiar white hair, she was immediately excited. But He was a little afraid of the sharp black horns on the other side's head, so he shrank back, and the aperture trembled. Shalia looked at Ans El, calmed down, and ordered the golden bird.

"Go!"

Go to the top of his companion's white hair and halo, and let him witness this scene in person, this is the scene of finding his companion!

However, the golden bird just hesitated.

Golden Bird looked at the white-haired Demon King, completely confused, there was no halo on the other side's head, only spikes did not speak, and the breath was not right, such a strong demonic breath troubled Golden Bird's perception, it was He absolutely The Demon Lord who won't approach is right!

Thus, although the golden bird was released, it still returned to the aperture above Sharia's head.

Shalia couldn't believe it, seeing the sarcastic smile on the other side's face, he gritted his teeth and ordered again.

"Go!"

Go.

Prove that this is indeed his companion, proving that the rule of heaven will usher in consummation.

Go!

The golden bird flew again, hesitated again, and circled the circle of light above Sharia's head.

There were tears in the blue eyes of the angel consul, he ordered the golden bird for the third time, begging him—

Fly to the other side's hidden halo.

"Go...go!"

The golden bird wailed and whined, wandering.

Sharia's mentality is about to collapse, he doesn't understand why this is the result, has he been wrong all along? Could it be that what the golden bird said was another white hair?

And the Demon King just stared at all this with a cool look.

To be considered a consul is too outrageous."

As soon as Ansair finished speaking, she saw Sharia suddenly approaching. In order to make the other party give up completely, he did not hide, the other party's hand was hanging in front of him, at such a close distance, the consul was enough to sense any angel.

But...

Sharia's dangling hand trembled slightly, and finally made a fist and fell.

There is no companion or angel feeling, only the surging demon power is restless in the opponent's body.

The Demon King stared at him quietly with his demonic vertical pupils.

Shalia was finally in complete despair. The light circle above his head, which was barely maintained by magic, could not even remain suspended, and fell to the ground with a "ding" sound. The Demon King lowered his eyes and looked at the consul's aperture decorated with wings, without saying a word, he leaned over gently and helped him pick it up.

He handed the aperture back to the angel, who remained motionless and waited for a while before slowly reaching out and taking the aperture.

Anseyer turned to leave, he did not look back, and he knew clearly in his heart—

The other party will never come to pester him again.

"That's right."

With his back to the angel, he said.

"I learned from a certain war angel who died in the human world that there are ghosts in your heaven."

"Check it out, don't keep looking like a fool."

After he finished speaking, he walked away firmly, and the sunset-colored vertical pupils twinkled.

In the distant direction, there is a pair of eyes watching this private meeting. Archon Sharia set up an enchantment, so that the demons could not get close, and could only watch from a distance. The black swan stared at the banquet tower with dark blue pupils.

Theros is the Demon Lord, it is impossible not to monitor this meeting. To be honest, he has already made all the arrangements, and even began to count down his life.

He was watching to see if it was Ansair himself, if Sharia did it, he would definitely die.

But what did he see?

Theros became more and more angry, he was not cursed immediately, which was a pleasant surprise, but soon he became angry. I saw that Ansair and the consul of the heavens did not know what they were talking about. The consul suddenly approached, and came to Ansair for a close-up sticker, and then Ansair leaned over, as if on one knee, and put him on the ground. A thing was given to the consul.

He suddenly felt sad and angry.

His storm and morning star, the supreme demon king in the Eastern Region, actually bowed to the angel consul! And that kind of intimacy is something that can be found in normal workplace relationships? !

This is even more difficult for Theros to accept than getting the blood of the Demon King and letting him cool down!

The Demon King sat in the shadows, and the dark blue vertical pupils were always open.

…why?

…Not reconciled.

…Angry.

…Levy.

***

Aha! Nothing at all!

Anseyer is flying through the night sky of the city like a light bird, the whole bird... ah no, the whole person is beaming, and he is about to beat the gongs and drums.

He passed the news of the War Angel, and Sharia's psychological shadow was not in his consideration. Anyway, if he kills him, he won't go back to the heaven. It's better to end it early, so that Sharia will not bother him every three days.

But...the Archon...

Anse Elton fell silent.

He is so miserable in the heaven, Archon?

He laughed until Levy exploded in place!

I just don't know what misunderstanding is there, Sharia's character is easy to get into the horns and easy to misunderstand, it is really troublesome.

Suddenly, Ansel, who was flying in the air, made a sudden stop.

He saw something good!

Supermarket Late Night Sale!

I saw the huge signboard of the supermarket shining brightly, and it kept flashing today's special products—

【Special Offer! red dates! spinach! Ejiao! egg! 】

Huh, someone gave him a pillow as soon as he fell asleep. Ceros just donated blood. As a beneficiary, he had to buy Ceros something to replenish blood.

Anseyer thought about it and decided to let Fini stay in the villa for a while, and he went to deliver the confinement meal to Ceros... No! Blood dish!

After buying the vegetables, Ans El first made a message to ask where Ceros was, and then flew to the destination with a large bag like a bee carrying a small bucket.

The attitude of Ceros in the communication is really strange, the long-lost yin and yang strangeness. Alas, it seems that he delivered the blood nourishing food too late, and the blood donors are starting to lose their temper.

Anseyer never walks the door under conditions, so he knocked on Ceros's window.

In the dark room, the devil is looking down at the magic mirror mobile phone, the strength in his hand is getting stronger and stronger, and the voice of the magic mirror is getting more and more excited.

Hey! it is good! It's going to die!

Unexpectedly, His Majesty the Demon King, who was in a very bad mood, said quietly while pinching it.

"Don't worry."

"Crush it, I will definitely save you again."

Theros' Mirror: "…"

Wow! What a shocking news! !

Your Majesty was not like this before! This is maddening!

He made the magic mirror cry coldly, and the devil's bad mood still did not improve. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the window being knocked.

He turned his head to the side, under the moonlight, the angel dressed as the devil was knocking on his window outside, the vertical pupils of the sunset color flickered, full of excitement.

Cerros: "…"

He got up and went to open the window, the dark blue vertical pupils flickered slightly in the darkness.

This time…

How dare you come.

The author has something to say:

Sharia: woohoo woohoo!

Magic mirror: woohoo woohoo!

Theros: Woohoo!

Ansel: Haha! Hahaha! Ha ha ha ha!

…The world where only one person is laughing has been achieved.