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Home/ The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns/ Chapter 10

Of course, Saros was not an enemy of Ansel for no reason.

Before the multicolored iris flags fluttered over the city of Suberbian, Saros just sat on his frosted throne, calmly watching the endless wars in the Eastern Region.

【Wait for another thirty years, Your Majesty.】

The loyal Prime Minister Naberis bowed to him, but couldn’t hide the excitement in his tone.

 【Wait another thirty years, whether it is supplies or people’s hearts, the Eastern Region will be exhausted, and then it will be our chance! 】

Chance? That’s right, this is the opportunity that the Asmodeus family has been waiting for.

The swan family emblem shines behind the throne, the black swan rises from the ice field, the red pupils burning with the fire-like ambition like the ice field. After the fall of the demon god, his crown was divided into three and fell on the land of the demon realm, so the demon world was ruled by three demon kings, forming a stable triangular structure. However, perhaps every demon king had thought about of something——

Collect all the crowns and ascend to the throne of Demon God!

It’s just that, as a family of demon kings, the Asmodeus family also has ancestral precepts——

Unless the other two demon kings are completely weakened, the family should prioritize the stability of the Demon Realm.

At that time, the Eastern Region was waging wars, and the lords of the Southern Region had just supported Levi, who was once a demon lord, to take the throne. The demon king with dark blue eyes sat on the throne for a few seconds. Behind him was the stationary gear of fate, which was the phantom of the demon king from the Asmodeus family in the past.

Soon… Soon…

The ambition of the Asmodeus family…

However….

 “Click.”

He seems to have heard a gentle sound of gears, and the vast and lonely world began to rotate. On the path of the Demon King that could be seen at the end, a flag of a different color suddenly flew up, with irises blooming on it. The flag belonged to Ansel.

Under the red iris flag, the white-haired demon king issued a provocative invitation to him.

【 You and me, one-on-one.】

【Do you dare?】

 * * *

It was that competition.

Ansel grabbed his horn and put on an attitude of denial.

Saros secretly cast his eyes in the direction of Ansel, and found that the other party was just focusing on the documents, oblivious to his gaze.

It has been two hundred and fifty years, no matter how busy the construction of Suberbian City is, this matter should be on the agenda, right?

But Ansel didn’t think about it at all, and was still intently focusing on the documents.

Saros: “…”

Ansel was oblivious to all this, he didn’t go back that day, and stayed in the big tent to work.

It was not like the first day when he came here, and needed to settle down and rest. Ansel had already fully devoted himself to the work of the Seventh Abyss Front. He read the battle reports one by one in the big tent. From time to time, generals or soldiers of different ranks were summoned to state the battle situation they had seen and heard with their own eyes in front of the Demon King.

However, Ansel was in a good mood because someone was still working with him. Of course that person was not Levi. Levi, who was greedy for pleasure, ran away a long time ago, and now he may be sleeping on the lap of some passionate demon, showing off his majesty as a demon king.

Ansel wanted to read a battle report, but that battle report was pressed by someone’s elbow, so he stretched out his hand to pull——

Of course it didn’t move.

Ansel took a deep breath, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced at someone’s sullen face, as if it wasn’t Saros himself who made the childish move of elbowing the file to keep him from looking at it.

He pulled it hard again, causing the parchment to wrinkle.

Still didn’t move.

Of course, he can open his mouth directly and say that he wants to read this document. In the current situation, Saros will probably only show him a little eccentricity to make things difficult for him, but… how could Ansel let this bastard get what he wanted? ?

He pulled out harder and harder, and the elbow pressed back harder and harder. The two sides exerted their strength to a certain extent, and Ansel pressed the corner of his mouth that was about to rise, and let go with a “whoosh”.

Saros was caught off guard, and the parchment under his elbow rubbed on the other sheet, making a slight friction noise. The sound seemed extremely impolite in the almost silent big tent.

Aha!

Ansel was happy.

It may be that the happy emotions hit the brain, and Ansel felt a little tired. He glanced at the time, he had been working continuously for a long time, and his efficiency was declining, it would be better to take a break, so he stood up.

 “…I can’t work anymore, I’m going to have a drink.”

The front battle at the seventh abyss has been going on for half a year, and the corresponding supporting facilities have gradually been completed. In addition to military institutions and temporary buildings, there are also some shops and bars here for soldiers to relax. Of course, if you want to buy alcohol at a bar, you need to prove that you will not be working the next day.

Saros hasn’t recovered from what happened just now, but his tone is actually okay, but the sarcasm is still indispensable.

“Are you tired only after working a little?”

Ansel was noncommittal about his ridicule.

“Continuous work is not a good thing. You have been a demon king for a thousand years, so you should understand this better than me.” He raised his eyes slightly and casually asked, “Are you coming too?”

It doesn’t matter if you don’t come, just stay here by yourself.

Although it sounds insincere, it is at least an invitation, and it was an invitation from Ansel. Saros’ pupils froze for a moment, he seemed a little unbelievable, and looked at Ansel’s expression. Ansel was originally calm, but after waiting for three seconds, he turned his face.

“Forget it if you don’t want to come.”

He turned his head and walked away. After a while, he heard a slight movement behind him.

For some reason, Ansel felt that he was in a better mood. When they came out of the big tent, the cauldron outside was still boiling the rainwater. The guard demon immediately saluted respectfully, and Ansel casually raised his hand and called out.

There were constant screams coming from the cauldron, and as soon as new rainwater was poured in, it would arouse a fierce cry. But Ansel had no mercy in his heart, as long as he thought that if these rainwater larvae were not found, they would emerge as enemies behind the front line, Ansel couldn’t restrain the coldness in his heart.

Saros stood beside him, also looking at the cauldron, after a while, he suddenly spoke.

“Do you feel…”

Ansel’s heart trembled slightly, thinking that he was about to say something important.

“What?”

“…a bit fragrant.”

“…”

Not to mention, the more it cooks, the more fragrant it becomes. Ansel had smelled this scent in the tent before, and thought it was the cafeteria that was about to start cooking dinner, but it turned out that it was coming from this pot.

It was so fragrant that it reminded him of the cake that morning.

“Do you want to eat?” Ansel blinked, “May I serve you with a bowl?”

His Majesty the Demon King with dark blue eyes immediately looked at him like a patient.

Just at this time, a young demon hurried over, holding a spoon and a bowl in his hand.

“Ah, Your Majesty Ansel! I just heard that you need a bowl? I found it for you!”

Even though he was the subordinate of the demon king Levi, the young demon still couldn’t help but be extra courteous in the face of a beautiful demon king like Ansel. He listened for a while, and hurried to fulfill His Majesty’s request.

Ansel was stunned for a few seconds, but couldn’t hold back, and laughed out loud.

Saros looked at him without a word, and then looked at the overly attentive young demon with cold eyes. How could the young demon resist the coercion of the demon king, his hands and feet were numb from fright, but Ansel rescued him.

“Don’t frighten the young people.”

He waved to the young demon, and the young demon bowed and retreated as if he had received amnesty. Saros snorted, but didn’t stop it. Of course, he wouldn’t be so petty about such a trivial matter related to ordinary demons.

 Only……

The two continued to walk towards the bar, and he saw Ansel’s white hair reflecting the dim skylight.

Ansel seemed to be treated with courtesy naturally.

… For some unknown reason, he began to feel a little unhappy.

The more courteous treatment was yet to come. Saros sat down expressionlessly behind the counter of the bar, watching the well-dressed Shadow Demon bartender meticulously carve an ice hockey ball for Ansel. The hockey ball fell into the empty cup, the size was just right, and it spun around while refracting the colorful colors.

The Demon King was on his tour, and this small tavern was temporarily cleared for an hour.

“Good craftsmanship.” Ansel praised with a smile, but when the bartender wanted to mix a wine named after His Majesty the Demon King for him, he stopped the other party’s move.

“Pomegranate juice is good, I still have work to do.”

Saros also made the same choice. The two demon kings are obviously very responsible and do not intend to enjoy themselves on the front line.

Maybe it’s because he was in a relaxed mood, or maybe it’s because the pomegranate juice is sour and sweet. At this time, Ansel’s attitude towards Saros is simply amiable.

“Look!” He showed Saros the cup and the ball inside, “Is it round?”

The face of the demon king with dark blue eyes was full of disgust.

A mere ball, look how happy he is.

The shadow demon bartender behind the bar had a bright smile on his face, and being praised by such a beautiful demon king was really the pinnacle of his career.

“It’s great if you like it!” He smiled brightly, and remembered that there was a demon king next to him, who couldn’t be ignored, so he asked earnestly.

“Your Majesty Saros, shall I also carve an ice ball for you?”

Saros: Huh.

Who wants your broken ball?

“Give him one too, it’s poor…” Ansel drank the pomegranate juice while laughing, suddenly the chair next to him made a slight sound, and he noticed Saros standing up, so he cast a questioning look.

“what are you doing?”

Saros directly lifted the baffle of the bar and walked in. The Shadow Demon bartender was so frightened by him that he quickly backed away to make room. He washed his hands slowly, put on special gloves, and picked up an ice cube in one hand and a carving knife in the other.

With a ‘crack’ sound, the ice shards splashed, and finally he opened his hand to Ansel, and in his hand was a crystal clear rose in full bloom.

Isn’t this much better than a ball?

Ansel was surprised.

“I didn’t expect you to do this.”

“The frozen abyss where I rule has a lot of ice and snow.”

When it comes to ice sculpture and snow carving, Saros is quite confident in his skills.

He even put the ice rose into the empty glass like a real bartender, then poured the red pomegranate juice, and finally pushed it towards Ansel. As for the cup with the hockey ball in it, it’s unnecessary.

After enjoying the special treatment of the demon’s bartending, Ansel was kind enough to hold up the cup containing the ice rose.

The two drank another glass of pomegranate juice peacefully, and did not talk in the middle, but the atmosphere was good. Not intending to disturb the ordinary demon soldiers on the front for too long, after a short rest, the two demon kings left hand in hand as they had come.

The Shadow Demon bartender watched the two noble Demon Kings leave, and regretted that he didn’t say a few more words to the demon king with beautiful white hair, but he should be content. He started cleaning the bar, only to find that a glass was missing.

The cup containing the ice rose has been directly taken away by Ansel.

“…You like it that much?”

Asked Saros, he was in a good mood again, even a little light, thinking that this is really a good anniversary. He was a little taller than Ansel, and he had slowed down his pace now so that the two could be in sync.

“The two abysses under my jurisdiction rarely have any snow, so of course I like it.”

Ansel replied, and the ice rose moved along, twirling in the glass in his hand, with the bright red color of pomegranate juice rolling on the rim.

Saros glanced at him sideways and didn’t speak again. However, he felt that if he and Ansel maintained this level of harmony on the front line, and Ansel changed his arrogance in all aspects, maybe he would finally send out an invitation to Ansel to come to the Ice abyss in the future and see the flowers carved in the snow together.

 ——If Ansel is willing to change his arrogant attitude, especially in terms of new policies.

After pondering for a long time, he opened his mouth slowly.

 “About the new trade policy you proposed earlier…”

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