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Ansel and Guxin walked together to a sheltered corner where bonfires were burning everywhere in the camp. These bonfires were activated by magic and would not easily cause a fire, but they were very bright. However, the Seventh Abyss is barren and dark after all, so most of the campsites remained submerged in darkness.

“…What’s the matter? Is there a problem on the front line?”

“No, there is no problem with the front line, it’s just…” Guxin frowned, “I seem to understand the roar of the【Empress】 , who is shouting a name with hatred.”

“Your Majesty, it’s your name.”

Ansel’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he fell into a long silence. No one on this front knows those monsters better than him. He has fought against those monsters until he was exhausted; he has sent countless kinsmen away on the most tragic battlefield, and witnessed countless sacrifices; he has also been alone, holding a golden bowstring, and temporarily trying to end everything at the price of burning his wings ….

However, now there are monsters who are calling his name with hatred, this is absolutely impossible.

He should have burned those monsters in the past.

Seeing Ansel immersed in his own thoughts, Guxin did not make a sound, but slightly turned over his massive body to ward off some of the night breeze for His Majesty. Orcs are not very smart, and girls as smart as Sidi are rare. However, Guxin can also proudly say that His Majesty is his brain, and all he has to do is to obey orders, and win countless victories for His Majesty.

After about a few minutes, Ansel spoke again.

“If I’m not mistaken, there are some things that can be inherited among their generations, such as memory.”

Guxin’s round bear ears flicked immediately. He didn’t even think about why His Majesty who had never set foot on the Redstone front would be so sure, he just felt heavy.

“That is to say, they can carry on the inheritance of experience…”

This is very fatal, which means that the enemies they face will become more and more cunning.

“No, it shouldn’t be that serious. Low-level monsters shouldn’t have this ability.” Ansel pondered, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to defend the front line of the Supreme Heaven alone at that time.

“What is certain at this moment is that the【Empress】 should have inherited the memory from the previous generation.”

Guxin saw that His Majesty the Demon King with white hair smiled lightly, his vertical pupils in the setting sun were looking very bright and sharp.

“It remembers me. It may have inherited the memories about me from its dead sister or mother.”

However, Ansel was not too concerned, let alone worried that his abilities were already known and he might be targeted by the monsters. After all, in the past, he was a battle angel with six wings and a silver bow and golden arrows in his hand, but now——

He has completely transformed into the shape of a Demon King!

Haha, monsters, they didn’t expect that!

Thinking of this, Ansel relaxed a little.

“You should be careful, but there is no need to be overly afraid.” He waved his hand and said, “Even if I wear the crown, this front is not my own. Even if Levi is unreliable, there is Saros, he won’t just sit back and watch something go wrong in the Demon Realm.”

Guxin nodded slightly in approval.

“I have received the reminder, and will pay more attention to it. Thank you for your hard work.” Looking at the loyal and capable general under his command, Ansel’s sunset-coloured pupils were full of warmth, “Now go back and rest… Have you received the battle notification? The attack will start at noon tomorrow, and it will be a tough battle.”

There is a big disparity in the number of the two sides. It can be said that in this battle, the biggest burden is on the Demon King. This attack will only be effective if the demon king kills the low-level monsters with a wide range of forbidden spells, and then decapitate the leader of the opponent with a powerful force.

However, what Ansel feared the least was the battlefield.

He is a war angel, who used to be a weapon with powerful force and blazing six wings, defending the supreme dignity of heaven. In peacetime, he retracts his wings like a knife in its sheath, and when the flames of war ignite, he will show his sharpness again.

After reassuring his subordinate and obtaining some new information about the monsters, Ansel separated from Guxin in front of his tent. Just as he stepped into the tent, he suddenly heard Gu Xin say behind him.

“Your Majesty, I don’t know how many cruel battlefields you have experienced before you came to Suberbian City… It’s great that none of those battlefields damaged you or took you away.”

The bear-headed man looked at his back, with a cute and fluffy face that didn’t match his body, with a solemn and thankful expression.

“However please don’t forget that until now, you will no longer have to fight alone, and the city of Suberbian will always be with you.”

Ansel didn’t look back, but Gu Xin heard His Majesty the Demon King’s voice with a smile.

“……I know.”

“Otherwise, what do you think I am still standing on the battlefield for?”

He walked into the tent, and the light of the magic lamp shone lightly. Guxin looked at the light outside the tent, scratched his fluffy head, and smiled.

His Majesty set foot on the battlefield for Suberbian City, and he had to work harder, so as not to let His Majesty be underestimated by other Demon Kings.

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However, within a few days, follow-up troops arrived one after another.

Ansel walked into the big tent and started working at noon, and the place was already completely busy. Demons and documents came in and out, and the tense atmosphere made Ansel restrain his expression. He stepped into the tent with the expression of a Demon King on his face.

“I asked Levi to arrive within three minutes, or he would be thrown into the cauldron outside and boiled with the monster larvae.”

A cold voice sounded, Ansel was already nearly an hour early, but Saros came earlier. At this moment, he was standing upright, facing a suspended magical projection. His expression was serious, even if the attack strategy has been predetermined, he will continue to deduce it, until the official battle begins.

Ansel nodded, the threat was effective.

“Besides, Ansel.” Saros looked up at him with dark blue pupils, “Look, the monster’s fortification seems to be completed.”

Ansel walked around the long table and came to Saros. The magic projection has never been so clear. In the projection, the monsters move like ants, connecting the mushroom-shaped wind erosion pillars into a huge fortification, obviously creating levels.

“The strategy you proposed for the winged man to carry a magic mirror to conduct reconnaissance has been a great success, although I don’t know where you got so many… strange ideas, such a combination has indeed allowed us to gain more accurate pre-war information.”

Having said that, Saros paused. After working together, he finally knew why Ansel was able to flatten the war-torn Eastern Region in a very short period of time. Apart from his capable subordinates, Ansel’s out-of-the-box strategy was probably the most important factor.

Just like this time, when the winged man reconnaissance soldiers suffered heavy losses, Ansel proposed to throw a magic mirror at the enemy’s position.

【The magic mirror network is used throughout the entire demon realm, and each magic mirror will have three or four sub mirrors, more or less.】

【Compared to letting soldiers die, the possible loss of mirrors is almost negligible.】

When the throwing place is selected, the magic mirror which was thrown can completely stand up by itself and broadcast live the monster’s position. The magic mirror is small and has no magic power fluctuations, making it difficult to detect. Even if it is discovered and lost, it doesn’t matter, the damage to its main body will not be great. Moreover, they have thrown thousands of magic mirrors, so obviously they are not afraid of this kind of loss at all.

On a certain level, Ansel is indeed a genius. How did he come up with the idea of ​​making the magic mirror self-reliant, and making it work as a scout through a series of operations such as erecting the mirror, rolling sideways, and turning it upside down when in danger?

That’s just a mirror!

Ansel’s inspiration comes entirely from his daily life experience. The bird-mirror fight scene that takes place in his office every morning has already fully affirmed the viability of the magic mirror race.

It is not the first time Ansel has used this kind of ingenious method, but it has been affirmed by Saros, who has been in power for more than a thousand years. Even if he must be a bit reluctant, it is still enough for him to get in a good mood.

“The magic mirror strategy is already very good, and it’s not surprising to achieve such results.” He smiled in a good mood, “It seems that the monsters will complete their fortifications before the battle, so it’s just right, we can use those mounds to make a good opening show.”

The Demon Kings obviously didn’t care about the fortifications that might cause headaches for the soldiers and generals, and the strategy they drew up was completely based on pulling the front on the plains. The Demon King will immediately clear the field with the Great Forbidden Curse, followed by the Earth Dragon Array, followed by the infantry… Although the Demon Realm cannot be said to have made the best of its elite this time, it can be regarded as having put in more than half of its excellent combat power. This war will be unprecedented.

Ansel spoke enthusiastically, but Saros’ attention was diverted from work for the first time. He was expressionless and held back, but in any case he couldn’t ignore the touch on the back of his hand from time to time.

It is light and soft, and it is being rubbed against each other.

 ——Ansel’s white hair fell to the back of his hand.

He didn’t dare to move at all, even though he couldn’t tell whether he wanted to push it away or keep it like this. Perhaps it was more of the latter, since he was consciously holding himself still.

It’s like being afraid of frightening a butterfly.

The butterfly fluttered its wings on the back of his hand, and Ansel’s voice was the best background sound. However, such contact did not last long, and the movement of the Demon King Levi disturbed the butterfly when he walked in.

 ——It’s about to fly away.

The predatory nature engraved into the bones of the Demon King made Saros reach out reflexively——

He grabbed Ansel by the end of his hair.

The author has something to say:

One of the classic operations of elementary school students, pulling hair!

This love EQ is at most at kindergarten level, I don’t even want to give him a primary school diploma!  Elementary school drop out!

(Study: Although you have left school, you have not completed the required number of years for graduation or have not reached the required level of graduation.)

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