Home/ The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns/ Chapter 36
—Luther was trembling.
Standing high, Ansel could clearly see Luther’s body trembling, not out of fear of the young man carrying the gun, but more out of despair. It seemed as if he had finally been unable to defy a certain fate, and returned to some closed circle.
Luther lowered his head so that when he looked down, he could see the colored plastic circles he was holding in his hands. He thought somewhat wistfully that from beginning to the end, living alone, apart from everything, was only his wishful thinking.
A demon hunter wearing a four-pointed star badge slowly approached, looking like a small leader. He reported the casualties to Yun Jian in a low voice.
“No one died, two fifth-class stars were injured, and seven demons were killed.”
Luther’s expression became even more dejected. Although Yun Jian didn’t say a word of blame, these people were indeed injured to protect him.
“I’ll go back with you.” He said softly, “I won’t stay outside anymore.”
Staying outside means being attacked by demons. His identity is destined to become a thorn in the eyes of those demons. Even when he stays outside like this, Luther knows very well that there are always a few people protecting him in the dark.
Perhaps it’s time for him to stop being willful.
Yun Jian nodded slightly, this was also his intention. Originally, this kind of low-level demon didn’t require him to take action, but the club’s attitude towards Luther is very cautious, allowing no mistakes. Yun Jian can also understand, after all, Luther is…
“It’s good that you’ve figured it out.”
He spoke in a cold voice.
“Holy sword.”
Ansel, who was watching from the rooftop: “…?”
Um? ? ?
Holy sword? ? ?
Luther is the Holy Sword? No! Holy Sword is still cooking meatballs in an apron at the convenience store!
Shocked, Ansel took a deep breath. He watched as Luther begged those people to allow him to say goodbye to Joey and tidy up his belongings, his brows wrinkled slowly.
Now he really wants to mark a glowing arrow on the convenience store and tell these people that the holy sword is actually there. This feeling of encountering his own correct cognition colliding with other people’s inexplicably wrong viewpoints is not very wonderful. Ansel felt uncomfortable all over, not knowing if this is related to the instinct of angels to guide.
What a pain!
You mistook the sword!
“Also, there’s a person who has been working at the stall with me for the past few days. I also want to say goodbye to him…” Luther said in the end, and Ansel’s eyes softened as he stood on the rooftop. Even when he was about to leave, Luther still thought of him.
Yun Jian shook his head slightly, thinking that this request is not so easy to be met. He was willing to be a bit lenient, but the club’s order came first. Before dawn, the Holy Sword must be escorted back to the headquarters.
“Is that so…then…”
Luther suddenly burst into tears.
“Can you wait for a while, just let me leave all the plastic circles and prizes to him, so that he can continue to set up a stall and not become a homeless person!”
Demon hunters: “…”
Ansel: “…”
Thank you so much for thinking of me!
Yun Jian’s face was still expressionless.
“Okay, you can solve that person’s work problem first, I will arrange some people to go with you.”
Luther was very grateful, and quickly left under the protection of the demon hunters. Ansel didn’t stop him, and this wasn’t something he should’ve stopped. The angel’s sunset-colored pupils turned, and he was about to take advantage of the bright moonlight to observe the monster strung on the branch like a candied haw, when he suddenly noticed a line of sight directed towards himself.
The young man named “Yun Jian” raised his head and was looking at the top of the roof. However, his line of sight was not very accurate, it was directed at a point that was a certain distance away from Ansel’s position. He just stared at that point blankly, with the shuttle-shaped golden badge on his chest shining brightly.
The four-pointed star demon hunter couldn’t help but follow Yun Jian’s line of sight. He thought there was a hidden enemy there, so he raised his spear, but was held down by Yun Jian.
“Mr. Yun?”
“No, there are no enemies there.” Yun Jian said lightly. He himself felt a bit confused, but that feeling was not a premonition of danger, on the contrary it was very…
“It’s just a bit light and ethereal.”
He felt as if there was some kind of lightness around here, light and warm, and Yun Jian couldn’t describe that feeling very clearly. So he held down the spear and the halberd he wanted to point in that direction, and treated it with respect. Before leaving, he even glanced at the roof in that direction again.
In order to see if he was really discovered, Ansel, who had already shifted to the opposite direction: “…”
He can now be certain that human perception is a lot worse than he had previously expected.
Not only did they mistook the holy sword, but they also failed to detect his presence at all.
But the business seemed quite busy, and the other party has been continuously answering the phone calls.
“I know there’s a lot of movement happening on the side of the Secret Council, but I can’t make it tonight.”
Another phone call.
“Want a new guy? Is the new guy a cabbage? Where do I find new people for you?”
The young man slowly walked away with Luther and the other demon hunters while answering the phone.
Secret Council? Isn’t that the organization that summoned Saros?
Ansel thought for a moment, and then jumped off the roof with his monster skewer. He originally intended to use the magic mirror to take a picture of the dead monster for Saros, but he just sent a message to him asking for information, and Saros said that he would return to the hotel tonight.
That’s great! Saros hasn’t been back in days, and he’s bringing back a monster for him!
So Saros, who just saw Ansel, wasn’t happy for a few seconds before he noticed that the other party was holding a grotesque monster on a branch. His expression was very complicated, as if he had found his own cat bringing back dead mice and birds, feeling a bit of indescribable relief.
He was silent for a while before speaking with some difficulty.
“Put that down first, wash your hands and eat.”
Today, His Majesty the Demon King obviously scraped back new land to feed Ansel. The long pure white banquet table was covered with a layer of amethyst, paired with purple-gold candlesticks and chandeliers, making the whole arrangement look elegant and lively.
The people in the Secret Council have gradually become accustomed to the fact that the summoned demon lord will empty the whole table, knives, forks and dishes every three days, not knowing whether the food gets eaten or destroyed. Regardless, it is an astonishing and indescribable magic skill.
Standing in the empty banquet hall again, Westam, the leader of the Secret Council, felt even more fervent.
This must be the Supreme Magic! Only the Supreme Magic can achieve this kind of amazing effect!
He must obtain the power of Supreme Magic!
“The spatial expansion of the Seven Light Wheels and the Great Transfer Technique of the Nine Light Wheels… you are getting more and more proficient at combining these two.”
Ansel put down the monster, washed his hands and sat at the table. The various dishes looked delicious under the dim light, making them irresistible, but Ansel was not in a hurry to enjoy them, he said.
“There are believer-level monsters in the human world. It seems that you’ve already known about it.”
Because Saros wasn’t surprised, it means he obviously knew about it beforehand.
“Actually, I also learned about it only today.” Seeing that Ansel refused to eat and wanted to discuss the business first, he frowned. Even if he can keep the food from going cold with the help of magic, it can only keep the dishes at a suitable taste, and he was also worried that Ansel would be hungry, so he said.
“Let’s talk while eating.”
“……Okay.”
Looking at Ansel whom he hadn’t seen in a few days, Saros fully believed that in the Demon Realm, Ansel must spend a lot of time on taking care of his appearance. How many days has it been? How many days has he been out here?
His Majesty the Demon King looked at Ansel’s loose and casual coat, the white hair that seemed a little rough on one side, and the way he had just returned holding a branch and the monster’s corpse just now…
The most despairing thing is that, even so, Ansel is still very good-looking.
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In three days, the cute little white bird became a fried bird!
Ansel had already eaten several mouthfuls of food, but he didn’t hear Saros speak for a long time. When he looked up, he only saw the other party sitting on the chair with his eyes closed.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to talk about the monsters? Are you tired?” he asked.
Saros: “…”
He is not ordinary tired, he is mentally tired, and his heart is even more depressed because of Ansel.
Resisting the urge to catch Ansel and forcefully comb his hair, Saros took a deep breath and began to speak.
“Just today, I also saw a monster that once appeared in the Demon Realm at the Secret Council.” Pausing, he added, “There was more than one.”
In fact, Saros saw at least three of them, including one of the priest level. The monsters in the human world seem to have undergone some changes. In the demon world, monsters couldn’t eat any external matter, while the monsters in the human world can obtain nourishment from flesh and blood. He saw that the secret council fed these monsters with flesh and blood, and referred to them as……
Demons.
Believers-level monsters are low-level demons, messenger-level monsters are mid-level demons, and priest-level monsters are high-level demons…This is how they are classified by those people.
“Calling monsters… demons?” Ansel also frowned, and then he thought of a sentence he had heard tonight.
【Killed seven demons.】
He seemed to suddenly understand something, and his heart tightened slightly. The three realms are isolated, and demons are not allowed to enter the human realm. This is one of the joint decrees led by the three Demon Kings. Such joint decrees are very rare in the Demon Realm, but each one is powerful and cannot be defied. Even if there are some smugglers occasionally, the number should not be too large.
The problem now is that the so-called Demon Hunter Club…
What exactly are they hunting?
Do they really know what they are hunting?
“They call those monsters ‘demons’.” Saros’ cold voice echoed, confirming Ansel’s guess, “I guess this misunderstanding should be relatively common. Demons have many branches and various forms, and it is also possible for humans to mistakenly classify monsters as demons.”
Perhaps because he felt that this almost constituted some kind of insult, Saros’ face was not very good-looking.
“If we infer it this way, the number of monsters in the human world, perhaps…”
“It’s a lot more than we thought.”
Even, the human world may have become a stronghold for monsters without them knowing anything about it. In this way, whether it is to track down the escaped monster prince or to clean up all the monsters, it has become quite a hassle.
Having experienced more battles with monsters, Ansel thought about it a little deeper.
The invasion of the Supreme Heaven had been temporarily resisted by him, and the invasion of the Demon World was also jointly suppressed by the allied forces of the Three Demon Kings, so the last human world is undoubtedly a paradise for monsters.
The vast majority of human beings are ordinary people, only a small number of people know some magic and martial arts, and the human world is developing rapidly, and human minds are complex and can be manipulated… Combining all these various factors with the current situation, I am afraid that the invasion of the human world began a long time ago.
However, the situation doesn’t seem to be all that bad. The powerful general level monster, the crown prince, empress, and emperor, has yet to appear in this world.
Ansel’s expression was fully captured by Saros. During the previous battles, he had already felt Ansel’s deep hatred for these monsters and his unwavering determination to die. Fearing that Ansel would be worried about the situation in the human world, he thought about it for a moment before saying.
“However, I also think that the situation in the human world is not completely hopeless.” He smiled slightly and even quoted Ansel’s words from before, “Humans also have their own sages, maybe we just haven’t discovered them yet. I remember that a long time ago, there were brave men, sages, holy swords, and dark swords in the human world…angels guided those humans, so they could even defeat demons.”
“Hey.” Ansel protested, “Two Demon Kings are sitting here, but you’re talking about other people’s aspirations of defeating demons.
Saros: “…”
It’s so strange.
Did Ansel automatically put himself in the demon’s category?
Aren’t you an angel who is supposed to guide the way for humans!
“Anyway, I have my plan, and you also have your own ideas.” His Majesty the Demon King said, “If it really comes to that, you and I are already here, and the joint decree of the Three Demon Kings is nothing but an empty document that can be torn up at any time. At that time, just tear up the decree, gather your subordinates and the troops, and completely crush these monsters.”
Saros clenched one of his hands in the air, as if the day of battle had already arrived.
Ansel’s heart also settled down. He held a fork in one hand and rested his chin in the other, asking with a smile.
“What if Levi objects?”
Saros chuckled lightly.
“Then let the Southern Region change to a new king.”
The next one will be more obedient.
Looking at Ansel’s face, Saros’ heart softened. From across the long table, he magically handed a thick document to Ansel.
Ansel casually picked up the file and opened it.
“What is this… a new identity?”
“Yes.” Saros said, “It’s just for you. I will temporarily stay inside the Secret Council, and don’t need an identity to walk around in the human world.”
“Considering your future plans, I specially arranged a mysterious background for you. However, there are some things that need to be added by yourself. After dinner, you can write them down for me.”
Ansel casually flipped through this new identity, and then asked one last question. He raised his sunset-colored pupils, although they are not vertical pupils with a strange feeling like before, they have a distinct sharpness.
“I have one last question, those monsters raised by the Secret Council…”
Saros understood what he meant.
“Kill them all.”
He said lightly.
“As long as I encounter them, they will be killed mercilessly, without giving them any chance to survive.”
Although he really did hope to hear such a result, Ansel was still a little worried that Saros would easily kill the “demon” that the Secret Council had been raising for a long time…
“Did you forget? The demons do as they please, especially the Demon King.”
Saros sat at the other end of the long table. These days, he had changed into an attire close to that of the human world, neatly dressed in a suit and leather shoes. He was also wearing black gloves, with his hands placed on his lap casually, and his posture looked calm and arrogant.
“Ansel, I’m not as benevolent as you, nor am I fond of humans as you are, but I am willing to communicate with them.”
He said softly,
“I don’t hate humans, that’s all.”
“From the day of the summoning, the Secret Council is just a small handle in my hands that I am free to play with. If they are smart enough to understand this truth, our cooperation will naturally last for a long time.”
“And if they’re not.…”
The Secret Council is not Ansel, who is the only person that the Demon King treats differently. Saros even looks down on Levi, who is also a Demon King.
The secret council of the human world, an organization that has long wished to summon demons, should have been unable to summon real demons due to the isolation of the Three Realms. But since they have summoned a real demon, they will naturally have to bear the cost of summoning.
Deep in the hidden place of the Secret Council, Westam looked at the blood-stained cells and iron cages. The powerful “demons” accumulated over the years have all been annihilated by the hands of the newly summoned demon. During the process, no matter how he tried to stop him, no matter how he pleaded, the will of the demon had never been shaken.
The demon just stared at him with his dark blue vertical pupils, mocking him.
“Lord Westam…” A member of the Secret Council knelt at his feet and wept bitterly, “All…all the demons over the years…”
Westam seemed to be numb, unable to speak.
After a long time.
“…Why are you crying?” He asked hoarsely.
“This, this…”
In front of the blood-stained iron cell, members of the Secret Council heard Westam’s hoarse voice, which sounded somewhat emotional, but also like hysteria after complete despair.
“Stop.”
He suddenly lowered his head, fixed his cloudy eyes on the members of the Secret Council kneeling on the ground, and said every word.
“We only need to believe in one demon…”
“That’s enough!”
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