MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 170 【Thanks for irrigation】

On the celebration, the sky was bright, and the three rulers raised the golden cup, just like the ancient relief fresco. After raising the glass, you should also drink the wine in the glass, but the three consuls who were present knew very well that this was just a cooperation to lead snakes out of their holes.

So Ansel didn't even let the wine touch his lips.

The celebration was grand and grand. After this celebration, the three rulers will also cruise the stars. Seeing the figures of the three consuls disappearing into the background again, the red-haired Martian God subconsciously took a half step forward. But although he was reckless, he still knew what to do, so he held back and didn't move.

The red-haired war angel's thoughts are very simple at this time. He is the main angel. After the celebration, it should be logical to get to know the new consul, right? But before that, he needs to sort out his somewhat messy jurisdiction a little bit, and reorganize the perfunctory arrangement of honor guards.

Maybe...he could have a little War Angel communication with the new Archon?

The red-haired war angel was excited when he thought about it, and he immediately said to the host angel next to him.

"Israel, do you want to stay and participate in the activities of ordinary angels?"

He remembered that Israel liked to be with ordinary angels very much, and was very respected by ordinary angels. Then, without waiting for the main angel Israel to reply, he waved his hand.

"I won't be with you, Israel, I'm going back to prepare for the Archon's parade, and I suddenly remembered that I was still a little messy."

After he finished speaking, he ran away, leaving only the main angel in place, smiling as if he didn't care at all.

"Okay, don't worry, I'm here."

He slowly finished what he had to say.

Maltis is often emotional, and this is just another time. The chief angel thought coldly, forcing himself not to take this matter to heart. But then, he saw the thrones of Jin Xingtian and Lan Xingtian also passing in front of him, while talking about the ingenuity of the celebration just now, discussing the new consul who had never appeared, and finally settled down to go back to prepare for reception. things.

Their figures soon disappeared, and only the main angel remained among the excited ordinary angels, but their happiness seemed to have nothing to do with them.

are flying away from him.

…why?

The monster cannot understand.

Aren't these angels foolishly trusting and loving him for a long time?

Why?

He turned his head and found that it was the naughty young angel who was busy looking at the glory that hadn't dissipated by the side of the consul, accidentally knocked over the cup, and was being given compensation and apology by his parents.

Fortunately…

Not Aperture Broken…

Confirming the reason for the sound, his tense body gradually relaxed, but the huge doubts began to linger in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he was playing with the celestial world in the applause, and it began to become very unfamiliar. He had not experienced this feeling for many years...

After exiling an angel.

The angel of the throne suddenly woke up, he recalled the snow-white wings and silver light armor he had just seen, and recalled the golden and red eyes that had caught the eye, and a terrible guess began to arise in his heart float. He suddenly didn't care about having fun with ordinary angels, or pretending to be hypocritical and gentle, he just wanted to rush back to his secret room as quickly as he could.

…is that him?

…is…is it him? !

***

Ansier rides a pure white chariot and cruises the stars. The Pegasus pulling the cart frequently bowed his head to him, showing off his flawless two pairs of wings, just like the nightmare of the demon world would deliberately show off his horns and flames in front of the Demon King. .

I often smell the fragrance of tea, and the tea leaves are inconspicuous.

This is the realm of tea farmers!

There was still some free time on the way. After briefly discussing some issues with the two ruling judges, Ans Air felt that there was no need to continue chatting. He began to close his eyes, silently approving the Demon Realm documents in his mind. If not, he would have to accumulate a lot of work after the cooperation of the past three days.

"It's like playing blind chess." Ansier explained lazily, "Shorthand down the file in advance, you can look at it carefully in your mind, but you can't be unscrupulous in the heavenly realm. Open the official document of the Demon Realm for approval?"

This operation shocked the two consuls, what level of work ability is this!

However…

This excellent work ability has been dedicated to the devil world.

The two consuls: "…"

QAQ!

The consuls are on parade, and the masters accompany each other. This is the practice of the heavens. However, the main angel of Mercury Heaven sent an angel to bring a letter. During the celebration, there was a small accident, which hurt the angel belonging to Mercury Heaven. Therefore, it was dealt with first, and he said that he would catch up with the consul. The horse's car.

"Israel, as the main angel, has always been known for his love." Sharia whispered, "I don't come to receive the consul, but pay attention to ordinary angels. This is him. things that can be done.”

But all the principal angels are on the list of doubts. Sharia has recently been trying to get rid of her stereotype and look at her principal angels from a new perspective.

The main angel of the Mercury sky should be…

Ansier lowered his eyelashes slightly, he remembered that the main angel named Isriel was the main angel who sent him to exile. Ansi Er had doubts about the other party, but the collective decision-making in the heavens will confuse the decision-maker and the executor, and the other party appeared too early. When An Si Er was young, the angel was there, so he suspected always put on hold.

Yes, the angel Isriel has existed almost since Ansel was born, and he even used to be the teacher in charge of Ansel's class, and then rose all the way, after thousands of years , has its current status.

There is another reason not to doubt, probably...

Ansel's sight fluctuated slightly.

He beat each other, personally.

***

Mercury is the first-level planetary sky closest to the supreme sky. It mainly develops education and decrees. There are angel colleges at all levels here, which is an uncompromising educational center in the heavens.

Revisiting the old place, but Ansel strangely didn't have much emotion in his heart, just glanced at everything plainly.

Shalia's heart moved slightly, and he paid attention to Ansel's expression. Each angel will grow in various angel academies and acquire the knowledge and skills to live on. The Junior Angel Academy they are now in is the alma mater of each angel, and they have many happy or sad memories.

If this can bring back memories of Ansel...

Uriel asked with a smile, their conversation was very light, and it was only passed between the consuls.

"How? Although you can't reveal your identity, maybe you can meet teachers and friends you haven't seen for a long time here?"

Anse Er was still expressionless.

Uriel suddenly felt someone pulling at his sleeve, he turned around without a trace, and saw Sharia shaking his head in pain.

No, don't mention it.

Anse Aire no...no...

Before his hint came to him, Ans-El said it himself.

"I don't have any friends." He said it very succinctly, and he was not sad, "and because he had blatantly bumped into the dean at the time in class, the relationship with the teachers was not very good."

Sharia lowered her eyes, remembered the contents of the investigation, and asked in a low voice.

"Because you think the dean is immoral?"

"Yes." Ansair was slightly surprised, but then smiled faintly, "When I was young, I was not as smooth as I am now. I think the other party is immoral, and divides the students into three or six in the college. The ninth class is immoral, and secretly manipulating votes is immoral... Angels like this, but they want to teach young angels a lesson in virtue, then I will say it."

"Since then, I have considered the celestial world to be immoral."

Ansier has been a relatively withdrawn and special angel since childhood. He has no parents and no mother, and is very smart. He thinks problems far ahead of the angels of the same age, and is even quite righteous and unwilling to bend.

After arriving in the devil world, he witnessed all kinds of human relationships in the war, and he was taught by a thousand-year-old great demon king. a lot.

…Of course, the original intention is not changed, and there is no ambiguity in being able to do it.

Anse Er still remembers that at the beginning of the Junior Angel Academy, there were still angels who seemed to want to be his friends behind him. The little angel had short light brown hair, and always followed Ansair secretly for a long time after school. Unfortunately, the friendship had not been established, and Nice, who was still a young angel, was afraid of the isolation that Ansair suffered.

So he always looked at it from a distance, thinking that Ansair didn't know, but Ansair knew it.

It wasn't until the end that Ansair stood up for the blind angel Mayfair and fought a one-to-many group fight. The matter even got to the deputy dean, and Nice disappeared completely.

Want to choose safer friends, and want to mingle in the group... Ans Air has never accused this kind of life choice, he respects and understands. All he asks for is himself, only himself, and he has his own way to go.

—[Pride] appeared at that time.

Outside the academy, the light brown-haired angel stared at the consul's honor guard from a distance and did not dare to approach. The memories that can be triggered here have been chewed countless times by him, and he hates it while chewing.

Want to…

Become a friend.

Want to…

More memories!

An angel as beautiful as the world!

The white-haired, sunset-eyed angel already occupied his mind too much, and the monster prince stood quietly outside the academy for a long time before leaving in a hurry.

His brother was calling, and his voice was hysterical, which made him a little worried about what he would encounter when he returned.

In the back of my memory, a little angel is shining. He knelt in front of the dean and all the angels, his head held high, and he explained word by word the exclusion and bullying he and Angel Mayfair had suffered.

Above the high seat, the principal angel, who was the deputy dean at the time, smiled, a frivolous, indifferent smile, like an adult looking down at an ignorant child.

【Not to mention that you have already touched those poor children...】

He smiled and took his time.

【Why don't they bully others, only you? 】

The next moment, the young angel kneeling on the ground flashed fiercely in the sunset-colored pupils, he jumped up, spread the wings of the immature war angel, and rushed to the high seat A stunned angel on his face.

When all the angels didn't respond, he pressed the high-ranking angel to the ground and beat him. Finally, he grabbed the opponent's collar and forced him to stare at him in embarrassment as if it was burning 's pupils.

【I want to ask you... 】

He shook the other party in his hand, like a weak doll, and looked proud in the other party's fearful eyes.

【Why don't I hit others, only you? 】

The author has something to say:

The psychological shadow of the archangel begins from here, and he will fear Ansel all his life.