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The dead Botis was at the feet of the Demon King, calling for wind and rain before his death, but he was weak in front of the Demon King. Of course, if he was in his own territory, even the Demon King would have to be wary of him, but he really wanted to kill Ansel, while risking his own life, which caused his death.

Such a warning should be enough.

Saros thought to himself.

He was warning Ansel, as the Demon King who has been in power for more than a thousand years, to drop his current arrogance, otherwise he will suffer retaliation. Although most of the demon lords are greedy and mediocre, they should not act rashly. Control them, dominate them, and make them completely surrender to yourself. This is the way of the Demon King.

This kind of warning…should be enough?

He stared at Ansel’s drooping snow-white eyelashes.

Then he realised it wasn’t enough!

The eyelashes only drooped for a moment, but it wasn’t depression as Saros thought, but meditation. After contemplating, Saros watched helplessly as the snow-coloured eyelashes lifted, revealing the sunset-coloured pupils that were as sharp and unruly as ever!

Ansel didn’t intend to follow his warning at all! It also seems that he doesn’t care about his own life and death at all!

“You kindly reminded me, and I will surely take note of it.” Ansel said, he smiled, his sunset-coloured vertical pupils shone brightly, “But, how do you know that I didn’t leave a backhand behind?”

He had to raise his head slightly to look into Saros’ eyes, but his aura was not weak at all.

 ——The Demon King looked directly into the other Demon King’s eyes.

“I have given seal deeds to all my dependents. After I die, they will become new demon lords scattered across the land of the Eastern Territory.”

Because of his words, Saros’s mind went blank for a moment.

What does it mean that the demon king gave the seal? Means the recognition of a new demon lord. The lord who gets the seal can divide a piece of a land of Demon Realm and have absolute dominion over that land. The demon kings of all dynasties have always been very cautious in this matter. Firstly, granting seals will give the demon lord great power at the same time. Secondly, this power cannot be easily revoked by the subsequent Demon Kings. That’s why there are so many demon lords left in the current demon world.

If you want to cancel the seal, unless the demon lord voluntarily surrenders it, or… you kill the lord!

No demon lord would easily give up the benefits that he had already eaten. Ansel’s actions were like tying several dynamite packs to his already thin warship.

“Of course, I would already be dead at that time, and it stands to reason that I shouldn’t care about the torrential flood behind me.” Ansel was even laughing, “But if those demon lords thought they could eat the Eastern Region by killing me, then they are too naive.”

His eyes softened slightly.

“Although my subordinates sometimes mess around, I believe that leaving the Eastern Region to them is far better than leaving it to other lords.”

“Saros, I understand your concerns. But I myself wear the crown of [arrogance] and bear the sin of [arrogance]. This is a blessing and a curse from the devil realm.”

He seemed to think of something, and said suddenly.

“Ah, I remember that the crown you wear has been passed down from generation to generation by the Asmodeus family, its colour…”

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Saros with a bad face.

“Needless to say.”

If it is not necessary, Demon King Saros will not mention his crown and mortal sin in public which is a word that will be harmonised without a separator in the middle. His expression was cold, knowing that he could not persuade Ansel at all.

“At the end of the day, it’s your business.”

“You just have to remember the consequences of your failure.”

He turned around and left, and the close ministers who were hiding in the dark followed immediately. Ansel looked at his back and murmured.

“So he wanted me under his command…. Guxin, have you waited long?”

He had already noticed that his loyal general was waiting not far away, so he walked over. He didn’t overly cover up his dispute with Saros in the second half. Guxin was not far away, and he also heard part of the words. Looking at His Majesty’s beautiful face, his expression was very complicated.

No, Your Majesty.

Demon King Saros probably didn’t mean to accept you as a subordinate.

But Ansel didn’t ask, and Guxin just kept his eyes on his nose, and his heart, it was hard to say that kind of thing directly.

He straightened up.

“Your Majesty, on the battlefield just now, I heard…”

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Today is another ordinary day on the Floating Flower Abyss, with brilliant sunlight shining through the window sashes, and the exquisite silk patterns on the curtains shining brightly. These were all sewn by the succubus maids in the early years, and they couldn’t be found on the market. Although the intention was to save money at first, the respect and admiration for His Majesty the Demon King conveyed in the stitches are not fake.

The status of succubi(a kind of female demon) in the demon realm is very strange. Some big demons will send them around as objects, while some powerful demons will always have a few decent ones around them.

However, there is no such bad custom in Suberbian City. The big demons have long been killed or subdued by Ansel. The succubi here is no different from other demons and they have the right and obligation to participate in various tasks and are protected by the new laws.

Few Demon Kings are willing to pay attention to the succubus demons, and Ansel is a special case. The outside world has various speculations about him, combined with the rare white hair and graceful appearance of the new Demon King Ansel, as well as the pair of horns that are no more than half the length of the palm, which are very small for the Demon King, many demons have come to a conclusion.

 ——Ansel, the current Demon King of the Eastern Region, may have the blood of a succubus.

No, if you only talk about the appearance and that kind of strange attractiveness, he might be a pure-blooded succubus.

As for why the succubus, who is only good at spiritual magic, can shoot the dog head of the demon lords with one arrow, destroy the cities that push the anti-demon king forces like a decay, and looks extremely good, but his means are even stronger than the lake stone on the lake of fire…

Maybe it’s a mutation.

Thinking of this, Fuya, the head maid, couldn’t help smiling. His Majesty does not need anyone to comment. Rather than saying that he treats Succubus differently, it is better to say that His Majesty treats all demon races equally. He equally loves every race that gathered under his wings, and he himself is a mighty force who shelters them.

Putting aside her distracting thoughts, Fuya concentrated on cleaning the office, even if the owner is not there, she must keep it spotless. After cleaning, she lightly packed up the tools and left. However, after she left, a pink translucent thing suddenly appeared in front of the desk that was so clean that it could almost reflect light.

It took a lot of effort for this pink slime to make the three black spots floating around its body to fall into place, becoming the standard configuration with two eyes and one mouth. He tried his best to raise his body a little higher, stretching out a translucent tentacles——

Start dividing gold coins!

Bululu has gold coins again! Came here specially to share with His Majesty!

While dividing, he was talking about it.

“Your Majesty, I have one, Your Majesty, I have one, Your Majesty, I have one…”

After dividing, the gold coins on the table were stacked into two piles, and the pink translucent hand picked up another one from the pile close to him.

“Bululu, take another one…”

Then with a “crash”, the pink translucent hand pushed all the remaining gold coins on his side into the other pile.

“Then Bululu’s gold coins will be given to His Majesty!”

The pink translucent dumpling seemed very proud of its actions. After expanding and shrinking a few times, it suddenly became dull. He looked behind the empty desk. During the day, His Majesty would basically sit here to handle government affairs.

He suddenly felt very depressed, and his body slowly became shorter and turned into a puddle.

“…poof.”

Someone seemed to laugh, and Bululu immediately bounced back into a ball and turned to look in the direction of the sound. With dark blue hair dotted with emerald peacock feathers, Andre walked slowly with a pair of slightly curved horns, and first put a piece of material on the demon king’s desk.

“Your Majesty is not here, what are you doing with the documents?”

Bululu was still immersed in depression.

Andre glanced at the large pile of gold coins on the table. He was actually very curious about how Bululu could always dig out so much money to give to His Majesty, but finances were not his responsibility. So, he smiled and said.

“It’s not an important document, and it doesn’t matter if His Majesty reads it when he comes back.”

He looked at the translucent pink ball that was slowly collapsing again.

“You don’t have to worry too much, Guxin is on the front line, and he will take good care of His Majesty.”

“but……”

Andre smiled. He has a smooth and versatile personality, otherwise he would not be able to deal with the demon lords, and also cooperate with Ansel to play the role of the monarch and his minister. Seeing that Bululu was in a low mood, it was rare for him to show his care for colleagues.

“You should have nothing to do this afternoon? Why don’t you go to the garden and have a cup of tea, I’ll ask Vassago to prepare it.”

Bululu was still depressed, but managed to pull himself together.

“It’s okay for an hour or two. After that, I’m going to the Department of Urban Construction. The money spent there is too much, I suspect someone is eating kickbacks.” He slowly wriggled his soft body, stretched out a tentacle, and wiped the corner of his mouth, “The guy who eats kickbacks is very delicious.”

Andre was not afraid at all, but smiled instead.

“It seems that you need to keep your stomach empty, so you won’t be eating too many snacks.”

Fuya, the head maid, got the notice from the young maids, although it was just a small gathering, it involved the Prime Minister and the Chancellor of Exchequer after all, so she immediately raised her skirt and went to report to the supervisor. In front of the tightly closed small reception hall, she gently knocked on the door, and walked in after getting permission, lightly avoiding the expanding pool of blood on the ground.

“Supervisor, Lord Andre wishes to arrange afternoon tea in the garden.”

The bloodstains continued to expand, and as it was about to touch the pair of polished leather shoes, the owner of the shoes moved. Vassago picked up a soft cloth towel from the side and wiped the blood on his fins, and put on the tuxedo jacket placed on the hanger again—which was just taken off to avoid splashing blood on it.

“I see, arrange it immediately.” He moved his mouth while putting on his coat, “There is no carpet in this small reception hall, and the dead spies should be dealt with easily. Fuya, let two capable girls come over and clean it up, put some perfume on, and the bouquet here should also be replaced.”

Fuya lowered her eyes, and saw that amidst the pool of blood, the bright roses were becoming more and more colourful, with a hand nailed to the flower stem. She smiled and lifted the hem of her skirt and saluted.

“Yes, supervisor, I will deal with it immediately.”

Afternoon tea was arranged in a small sunny garden, under the shade, the supervisor Vassago personally arranged the refreshments, and then stood aside with the head maid.

“Don’t be so reserved, Vassago, you can sit down together.” Andre smiled, but was rejected.

“This is my duty as a supervisor.” Vassago said, “Please don’t talk about political topics in front of me. Supervisors are clearly not allowed to participate in politics.”

Andre suddenly laughed.

“You have all received the seal bestowed by His Majesty, yet you still pretend not to participate in politics.”

“You know, on the bright side.”

Speaking of the seal, Bululu seems to have a lot of complaints.

“Bululu doesn’t like that, he doesn’t want a fief, he just wants to stay in Suberbian City…” He suddenly became more pink, and his tentacles stretched out to cover his face with a “snap”.

“…I just want to stay with His Majesty.”

Vassago’s fish mouth also moved.

“Although one should not presumptuously evaluate His Majesty, granting the seal always makes one feel a little…”

It’s like explaining what would happen after his death.

Andre was silent for a few seconds.

“After all, His Majesty is carrying out a great cause that previous generations of Demon Kings could not achieve. We, the ministers, can only accept His Majesty’s kindness, so that His Majesty can feel at ease.”

“But in fact, no one will leave.” Bululu waved his tentacles, “You go away, Andre, in a few years, I will follow His Majesty to fight you.”

Andre smiled, “Just kidding, it’s impossible.”

“What about Vassago? Vassago, you go too.”

Vassago was shocked.

“Do you want me to be laid off?! I worked for years before I became a supervisor!”

Bululu’s hopes of monopolising the title of His Majesty’s loyal minister were dashed one by one, and he finally looked at Fuya.

“Fuya…”

The head succubus maid smiled with a troubled expression.

“Don’t embarrass me, Mr. Bululu. I don’t know anything except assassinating people and being a maid.”

These are all good for nothing!

Woohoo.

Bululu is so sad.

Although it is said that they have received the seal to be a demon lord.

But in fact, no one wants to leave!

The author has something to say:

Ansel: He wants to take me under his wing.

Saros: I want to take him under me.

#Completely different interpretation#

Everyone loves His Majesty so much!

Ansel’s 100% loyal all-star lineup, Levi next door was crying.

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