Home/ The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns/ Chapter 5
“No, wait a minute.” Ansel didn’t want to let this matter go like this, “what do you mean I wish to conquer the Supreme Heaven…..”
Unfortunately, His Majesty the Demon King’s defense was interrupted.
“Your Majesty! The head of the rock demon clan is fighting with the head of the flame demon clan!”
Ansel had a headache. The fight between the two clan leaders was not a joke, and no one could stop it except the Demon King. He got up immediately and hurried to the door, where Vassago was waiting nervously.
“My lord….” Vassago’s eyes were full of worry.
“I know that troops mobilized from various places in recent days are converging in Suberbian City, and conflicts will inevitably arise. I will go there immediately.” Ansel said, before he left, but he still did not forget the so-called ‘grand ambition’ before leaving. After delaying for a few seconds, he turned his head and said seriously to Andre.
“To conquer the Supreme Heaven…. I don’t have that kind of ambition.”
With this explanation, there should be no problem, Ansel thought, unconsciously grabbing the fine ink-gold chain hanging from his wrist and twisting it. Andre’s eyes focused there, and at this moment, he seemed to have received some strange radio waves again.(1)
While saying words of denial, he touched the ink-gold chain…
He understood again.
Suberbian City is still very weak, and not qualified to share that ‘grand ambition’ with His Majesty yet. His Majesty is not denying that wish, but gently telling him to slow down and work together to realize the wish once they are strong enough.
How kind!
Every day for the past three hundred years, his reverence for His Majesty has deepened a lot. Andre bowed deeply and sent Ansel away respectfully. He waited until the sound of Ansel’s footsteps had completely disappeared before he slowly raised his head and adjusted his glasses.
When it comes to the entire Demon Realm who understands His Majesty the most, he is probably the only Prime Minister.(2)
Andre looked arrogantly at the phoenix Finny happily gnawing on a piece of fragrant wood on the sycamore wooden shelf. It was so close to His Majesty, but still so far away. This stupid bird only knows how to eat fragrant wood every day.
Finny: “…??”
He suddenly wanted to fight Andre.
* * *
The Demon King is like a brick that would move wherever it needs to be moved. When this brick is not moving, there are also other materials such as cement and sand that come to the doorstep to assemble themselves and solve the problem.
Ansel happily wrote a metaphor in his mind, thinking he couldn’t even go back to his room to rest tonight, but would simply board the car directly, making full use of the night time to hurry. By the dawn of the next day, it is estimated that he will be able to reach the boundary of the Seventh Abyss.
After several days of continuously running around, he was even too tired to scold Saros.
“Dinner will be served in the car.” Ansel tied his cloak and took Finny to the door. He saw the servants busying themselves, preparing for His Majesty the Demon King’s journey under the command of the supervisor Vassago.
“I will also handle official affairs during the journey, and send them back through the Internet. During my absence, Andre, my prime minister…”
He turned around, and Andre’s figure was reflected in his sunset-colored pupils.
“The internal affairs of Suberbian City are entrusted to you.”
The tall demon with dark blue hair immediately bowed deeply.
“I will do my best, Your Majesty.”
“Vassago.”
Ansel called again, and the fish supervisor immediately moved at a sprinting speed of 100 meters.
“Your Majesty!”
Ansel smiled, and showed a rare moment of soft expression on his face.
“Stay safe at home.”
The Demon’s Palace is the home of Ansel and a group of close officials.
Vassago immediately burst into tears.
“No problem! Your Majesty!”
Ansel rubbed Bululu’s head again, the pink jelly-like object became more pink due to shyness, and blushed all over because the problem of military funds had been solved. Ansel felt a soft tentacle dig into his palm, stuffing a gold coin into it.
Bululu still tried to give all of his private money to His Majesty the Demon King who was about to go on a long journey. This time, Ansel accepted it.
He will treat it as a lucky gold coin given to him by Bululu, and hope that his trip will benefit from Bululu’s fortune and make him rich.
The magic mirror was carried with him, and Finny stood on his shoulder, repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong. With his white hair fluttering, Ansel pushed open the last door of the residence.
Walking down the wide staircase and passing the Grand Ceremony Hall with fluttering flags, Ansel boarded the car on the square in front of the Demon King’s Palace. The carriage pulled by eight Nightmares is stable and heavy, and the interior is fully furnished, sufficient to meet the vast majority of the needs of His Majesty the Demon King in terms of food and rest.
The rock demons stood in formation on the square, tapping their armor three times. Amidst the loud echoes, the leader of the rock demons led his subordinates to kneel down on one knee to Ansel, with two thick and short horns standing upright on top of their heads.
“Your Majesty.” The voice of the leader of the rock demon exploded like a giant boulder, “The rock demon clan will serve as the Demon King’s ceremonial guard this time.
Ansel maintained the posture of boarding the car, and his eyes flickered.
“Allowed.”
“Take orders!”
After the rock demon, an array like a sea of fire surged forward. The leader of the flame demon clan, with a large body, can only present a vague and majestic human figure, his beard, hair and five sense organs were all submerged in the fire. He also knelt down to Ansel, and then spoke, his voice bursting like flames.
“The flame demon clan will send 200,000 adult demons to be the main force this time.”
“Allowed.”
“Take orders!”
One by one, strangely shaped demon leaders stepped forward, knelt down on one knee to declare their loyalty, and stated the tasks they had already received, in order to obtain the final confirmation from the demon king. Finally, after all the demons receded, the army on the square had taken shape.
In this joint expedition, the Suberbian city is sending 400,000 troops!
Amidst the prostration of many great and ordinary demons, Ansel boarded the car. Nightmare pulled the car with curtains hanging on all sides to isolate it from the outside world, but Ansel still seemed to be able to hear the loud cheers outside. It was the civilian demons in Suberbian City who got the news of the army’s expedition and spontaneously organized a farewell and blessing ceremony.
They have a deep belief in their Demon King’s victory in this expedition.
The undefeated Demon King Ansel! The undefeated iris city Suberbian!
Amidst the deafening cheers, the demon king’s car slowly lifted into the air, Ansel held the official document in his hand, and stared out of the window——
The boundless sea of black irises entrenches the magnificent city. This is Suberbian, the Demon King’s city, the residence of the Demon King, and also the birthplace of the Demon King. The demon race is warlike and strong. The current Eastern Region Demon King Ansel ascended to the throne of the Demon King only three hundred years ago. His deeds are naturally told everywhere by the demons. In some stories, Ansel started to climb up from a weak demon clan and went through all kinds of dangers before becoming the Demon King; while others believed that Ansel was born with great power and was destined to be the king of the Eastern Region.
But only Ansel knew that he was just…
Just an angel.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he no longer looked confused.
“Let’s set off!”
* * *
The demon king drove first, and the army was delayed for several days.
Nightmare’s car swept over the sky above the demon world, and below it was a deep and bottomless fissure. The demon realm was divided by these criss-cross fissures, forming seven abysses. According to the legend, the Demon God and the Heavenly God fought here, and the aftermath of the battle shattered the land of the demon world. In the end, both of them suffered losses. The crown of the Demon God was divided into three parts and the aura of the Heavenly God transformed into three golden birds. This gave rise to the three current demon kings of the Demon Realm and three rulers of the Supreme Heaven.
Ansel rested his chin on one hand and thought about these ethereal legends, but felt that it was meaningless. After he handed Finny a piece of fragrant wood, and continued to review the official documents, only to see the damn “Western Region News” again!
Saros’ mouthpiece! His minions! bah!
The newspaper was obviously reminded by Saros this time, so the wording they used is different, which Saros would call ‘more appropriate’.
“Western Region News: His Majesty Saros Says Suberbian City’s New Trade Policy Is Incorrigible”
Ansel: “…”
He is so angry! ! !
“Magic Mirror.” Ansel didn’t intend to tolerate it any more, “Contact ‘Eastern Region News’ immediately… Forget it, let’s use ‘Eastern Entertainment News’, has that guy in Luster City got any black material recently? Tell him to report it to me!”
“Eastern Region News” mainly publishes politics related news, which is almost official. Ansel is not so angry that he lost his mind, so he will just use entertainment newspapers to start a rumor.
Of course, the magic mirror also shared the same hatred with his Majesty, and immediately searched for the information, trying to find some black material and report it in the ‘Eastern Entertainment News’. But the more he searched, the more solemn his expression became, and finally the whole mirror became a little sad.
Demon King Saros came from the ‘Demon King Family’, and inherited the position of the demon king in the Western Region. Through generations of accumulation, his wealth and prestige are impressive. Saros has personally ruled for more than a thousand years, acting cautiously and impeccably. It is not an exaggeration to call him a ‘model demon king’.
The magic mirror relentlessly poked around, and his hard work paid off. He really found a bunch of gossip tabloids and sent them to “Eastern Entertainment News” at the speed of light.
Ansel was angered twice, to the point where he would definitely retaliate even if he had to spread rumors. Ansel still knew that Saros’ handle was not easy to grasp, but since there were tabloids reporting about it, Ansel could use it to make a fuss.
He doesn’t need to ask, ‘to ask’ is freedom of the press, he doesn’t know anything.
Even though it was late at night, Elio, the editor-in-chief of ‘Eastern Entertainment News’, got up to write the report as soon as he was notified. Elio is a young demon, and at such an age to get into the position of editor-in-chief of a major newspaper is enough to show his skill. At this time, several pens in the newspaper office were gathered, one of them held a tabloid in his hand, and planned to hold a meeting to decide how to write it.
The editor-in-chief Elio casually wrote a few sentences, then held the pen against his curved horns on the top of the head, and sat on a wooden chair, shaking from left to right.
“Your Majesty’s meaning, I think everyone understands it?”
“yes!”
“Is there any material?”
“It’s hard to find.” The deputy editor-in-chief looked solemn, “The Demon King Saros cherishes feathers very much.”
A young devil was searching hard in a pile of old newspapers. He was a newcomer in the newspaper office this year, and he was eager to make some achievements, so he was naturally very attentive.
“Editor-in-chief! Editor-in-chief! Demon King Saros has a different taste from ordinary people!” Maybe it was because he searched for too long, but his tone was full of excitement, “There is a tabloid saying that he likes white hair…just white hair! There’s also some other gossip! It’s all black material!”
Elio snapped his fingers and gave the young demon an appreciative look.
“Let’s write it then and make a report together. This is a good opportunity to show our face in front of His Majesty.”
Their entertainment newspapers is famous for it’s courage to write and speak. The Demon Realm is in the era of paper media, and databases like the Magic Mirror are rare. This report is secretly promoted by the authorities… It is really a good chance to spread our name in the sky!
“The theme is about choosing a mate. Demon King Saros has been single for so many years, which brings up this issue, and it will definitely lead to a big discussion.” The more he talked, the more excited Elio got, and he took off his pen from the corner to write and draw, “The requirement for the other half is white hair…”
“White hair…huh? White hair?”
Elio’s lively pen suddenly stopped, and he and several chief writers looked at each other. After a while, Elio spoke slowly.
“Our Majesty…”
“Is it just white hair?”
* * *
Writing reports and spreading rumors is only a small interlude in all the affairs of the Demon King. As dawn approached, Ansel slept for a while, but woke up soon.
The speed of the demons is definitely not slow. They have already left the Floating Flower Abyss and are on a wide crack.
Ansel seemed to hear the sound of the wings moving, but he sat without moving, while Finny, who was originally focused on chewing the fragrant wood, had opened his crimson eyes. His feathers puffed up, his wings rustled, his crest also stood up, and he stared at the car window.
Ansel casually lifted the curtain of the car window, and the sun was rising on the horizon in the distance. And at the junction of day and night, another convoy is in sight.
——The black swan is like a large ominous cloud, clustered with the demon king’s car, and the black iron body is also branded with the ‘swan’ emblem. The overall tone of this team appears so cold and solemn. The two convoys faced each other across the cracks, like ice and fire, like hard winter and midsummer.
What a showoff!
Ansel commented in his heart.
Saros Asmodeus.
The author has something to say:
Saros Asmodeus——
It is a white hair control.
His majesty sweeps the floor!
TL Note:
(1)Ansel probably doesn’t know that he’s sending strange radio waves to Andre..😂
(2)Andre is probably the only one who can understand Ansel’s ‘grand ambition’…😂
:Saros seems like your usual cold and arrogant ml but he’s not, he is really sweet…💖
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