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Outside the tent, Saros, who didn’t get a response for a long time, almost wondered if Ansel was so tired that he fell asleep directly. He repeatedly recalled Ansel’s performance on the battlefield just now. Being targeted by those monsters continuously, the power consumption might not be too small. At this time, these potions would be very effective.

Just when he was about to call out again, there was finally a lazy response from the tent.

“Who is shouting… is there something so urgent?”

Saros: “…”

Ansel could always irritate him with a single word.

But then, he didn’t feel angry at all, because the voice in the tent continued slowly——

“I’m changing clothes, wait a minute.”

These words suddenly made his mind wander, and he could almost imagine the appearance of the white hair scattered on the dark cloak. In addition, he seemed to have heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, followed by a slight “ding”, which was the sound of the thin ink-gold chain on Ansel’s wrist falling down again.

“……Come in.”

Although the process was alarming, Ansel finally managed to change his horns under Saros’s nose. He stuffed the broken horn into another space ring to ensure that it would not be found. Before putting it in, he even touched the broken headband, feeling a bit emotional after wearing it for a long time.

But there was another thing that caught his attention even more.

In the past three hundred years, no matter how frequent the battles were, no matter how dangerous the situation was, no matter how much power he outputted, there was no problem with this horn headband. The alchemist with the head of a crow once assured him that he had considered the most extreme situations while making the horn headband and it would not break easily.

But that’s in the past. Right now, Ansel looked at his hand as he outputted a little power, and the fine ink-gold chain that could devour light elements began to tremble endlessly.

Has his strength…recovered?

Looking at the situation, I am afraid that the wings are also….

Recalling the embarrassment when he first came to the demon world, and the battle he had barely supported with the magic crystal in his hand, Ansel’s eyes flickered, and finally he closed his eyes and stopped thinking about this issue for the time being.

In the future, he would pay more attention to the use of power, before replacing the horn headband.

Can’t leave Saros outside for too long, that guy might end up causing trouble. Ansel tidied it up briefly to make his horns look more natural, and before he even had time to put on a new cloak, he asked Saros to come in.

 ——So Saros saw Ansel, who was completely different from usual.

There is no dark and majestic demon cloak, and under the soft light of the magic lamp, the Demon King of the Eastern Region is sitting somewhat cutely on a decorated armchair, with gemstone fragments shining on his horns. His white hair slid down his shoulders, different from the usual meticulous and neat appearance, it looks slightly messy. The Demon King looked at him with his chin in his hands. Only the sunset-colored pupils were sharp all over his body, and the rest were as clear and soft as melting snow.

He looked at Saros speechlessly.

“Why are you in such a hurry?” As soon as he finished asking, he showed a confused look, “Didn’t you just say that you would stay and deal with the follow-up… why did you go back on your word, huh? Do you want to drag me back to work?”

Saros: “…”

Many times, he wished that Ansel wouldn’t speak, and stay silent ! 

When Ansel said this, Saros returned to his senses a little while ago, and suddenly felt that the medicine box in his hand was very awkward. Due to the majesty of the Demon King, he didn’t want himself to appear overly concerned, so after a brief contemplation, he began to place bottles of potions on the small round table in front of Ansel.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles…

Ansel watched him put out the potion inexplicably.

“These are almost all kinds of energy recovery potions available in the market.”

After placing the medicine bottles, Saros casually introduced the things he brought with a sentence. Ansel glanced at him warily, and then looked at the medicine bottles on the table. Several of these bottles were made by masters and are very expensive, making them rare treasures. He didn’t know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Saros, so he just responded vaguely.

“Um……”

So what?

He saw the demon king with dark blue pupils showing a faint smile.

“I will sell these to you.”

Ansel: “…”

Previously he didn’t know what kind of medicine was sold in Saros’ gourd, but now he knows, this bastard is really here to sell medicine bottles!

Even bothering him while he was putting on his horns! It gave him a scare!

Ansel didn’t hesitate, and threw the troublesome guy out of his tent together with the potion bottles.

Saros, who was kicked out, was carrying the medicine box. He frowned slightly, as if he was still a little puzzled.

“Aren’t you going to buy it? You seem to need it very much, and a bottle only costs one hundred gold coins.”

Saros felt that there was nothing wrong with his way of doing things, and he used the disguise of ‘transaction’ to cover it up a little, so that Ansel would not easily notice his concern… Well, he admitted that he did care about Ansel, that’s why he set the ultra-low price of one hundred gold coins. If Ansel picks out those rare bottles of potions, isn’t the price the same as a free gift? Will the Demon King even be short of a hundred gold coins?

The only thing that Saros couldn’t imagine is that there really is a Demon King whose pocket is cleaner than his face!

Ansel only had the gold coin that Bululu gave him before he set off, so his answer was very concise and crisp.

“No money! Stay away!”

If you are really tired, you can rest by taking a nap, why would you need medicine to relieve fatigue! That’s a sinful luxury!

Saros couldn’t understand at all, whether Ansel wanted to fight against him, or if he was really indifferent. He stood in front of the tent for a while, his face changed, and finally he turned around and left.

Ansel breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of footsteps leaving outside the tent, and concentrated on his own problems. Although the new horns have been replaced, the problem still exists. As long as he stretches his hand to the top of his head, just above the horns, he can feel the warmth with his fingertips.

That is the light element in the gathering process. The growth of the aperture is irreversible, as if some kind of law stipulates that angels must have apertures. That’s why Ansel’s struggle with the aperture is so long and arduous. He knew very well that it was necessary to break the aperture again for this wave, and it was not possible now, because it was not ripe yet. According to his experience, the aperture would mature in about six hours.

At that time, the celebration banquet would’ve been over, and it was a blessing in misfortune that he will have time to be alone.

Maybe he can also stop by to see his new wings? Although the bat wing pendant is very convenient to use, it is a totally different experience in comparison to the original wings that have been separated from him for more than 300 years.

Ansel made up his mind, and suddenly he felt quite tired. However, Ansel didn’t feel sorry for the previous fatigue-relieving potions. He simply planned to take a nap before getting up to prepare for the celebration banquet. Suddenly, he heard the voice of Saros’ footsteps.

Could it be that he still wants to sell medicine?

“Of course not.” Saros, who walked in for the second time, was expressionless. Ansel saw him holding a medicine box full of medicines in one hand and two empty cups in the other. Judging from the style, it should have been taken from the small bar.

There was still something transparent in one of the cups, which made Ansel’s eyes slightly widen.

 ——It was a sparkling and blooming ice rose.

Seeing that he noticed the ice rose, Saros’ voice became low and peaceful.

“The celebration banquet will have to wait for a while, before that…”

“Have a drink with me alone?”

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