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The footsteps echoed, with a feline lightness.

The light passed through the stained glass on both sides and fell into the wide corridor. The shadows were in the shape of colorful feathers, like angels spreading their wings, sprinkling the colorful light of virtue.

——The brave warrior was walking alone in the corridor.

Another set of slightly hurried footsteps caught up, and as they approached, they hesitantly stopped. The echo of the splashing hadn’t yet not faded away, but upon seeing that the brave man’s footsteps didn’t stop, the pursuer was forced to speak up.

“…Rhine!”

The young man holding the cane finally called out to the brave warrior, and the other man’s footsteps stopped, but the young man didn’t know what to say for a while.

Is it to persuade Rhine to change his mind and return to the embrace of the Holy Court? It was impossible for Rhine to agree, and he didn’t want to be a bad person either. As he was hesitating, it was the brave warrior named “Rhine” who spoke first.

And even if he spoke, the brave warrior didn’t turn back.

“Be careful these days, Anthony.” Rhine said in a flat tone, “It’s going to be chaotic.”

He was dressed in black and had black hair, looking solemn as a withered plant. Although he still maintained the form of a human youth, Anthony knew that both Rhine and him had been ruthlessly polished by hundreds of years.

“Are you referring to… the recent frequent incidents related to the demons?” Anthony thought nervously for a while, and then gave the most likely response to Rhine’s words. Unexpectedly, this guess was directly rejected.

“Demons?” Rhine sneered coldly, “Are those things really demons?”

He didn’t wait for Anthony to respond, and looked up at the dome of the corridor, where angels were depicted, each with brilliant wings and compassionate eyes.

Someone once told him that the passage between the three realms was about to be closed, and from then on, neither angels nor demons would set foot in the human world unless they sneak through. And as expected, from that year on, for a whole of three hundred years, angels no longer came to the Holy Court, whether it was for the perfunctory routine or condescending rebuke… overnight, there was nothing left.

The brave warrior, who was still young at the time, received the last instruction from an angel.

How those six wings, even though mottled and blood-stained, couldn’t hide their sanctity, how those sunset-colored pupils shone as brilliantly as the sea of light… Except for the face of the angel which he had forgotten because of the oath with the Supreme Heaven, everything else was as vivid and clear as if it happened just yesterday.

Seeing his sudden silence, Anthony thought he was wavering, so he quickly mentioned a major event that had recently occurred at the Holy Court.

“Rhine, if you want to come back, now is the best time.” He said, not hiding his piety and joy,” The angel from the Supreme Heaven has come once again! He has ice-blue pupils, light golden long hair, and calls himself Shalia. He wants to borrow the power of the Holy Court and guide us again in the name of angels…”

“…”

“…Rhine?”

He thought that this news may change his friend’s mind, but Anthony was disappointed. He only heard his friend sighing softly.

“Guidance of the angels…”

“Yes!”

Unexpectedly, Rhine suddenly turned around and said in an almost angry tone.

“There are no angels, Anthony.”

Anthony slowly opened his eyes at these disrespectful words.

“What…what do you mean?”

“Except for that one, there are no angels in the Supreme Heaven!”

Rhine spoke in a cold voice.

“For three hundred years, I have been thinking about a question. Humans have a tendency to exclude humans who are a bit different from them, so wouldn’t angels do the same? Since some angels are ostracized in the Supreme Heaven, what kind of existences have filled up the heaven? I was frightened and horrified by this conclusion, and the news you brought just now only strengthened my decision to leave in the first place.”

The brave warrior showed a desolate expression.

“Anthony, in the eyes of the Supreme Heaven, humans are nothing but ants.”

“Only in the sunset-like pupils of that angel are human beings truly human.”

After saying this, he stopped talking and said nothing more. The brave warrior continued to move forward and walked out of the colorful feathered corridor belonging to the Holy Court. 

Behind him, the young man let his hand holding the cane fall down. From under the hood of his gray cloak, suddenly emerged a small curly-tailed chameleon, touching his face gently with webbed claws.

“I’m fine.”

Although he said it was fine, the young man’s voice sounded as if he was about to cry. He raised the sleeves of his cloak and wiped his eyes.

“I’m fine, Paka.”

***

How can I not go to work?

However, Ansel just realized ——

His workplace exploded!

He comfortably took off a day from work without any consequences, and it was late afternoon when he went to the convenience store at the agreed time. The sunset in the evening hadn’t yet covered the horizon, and the convenience store was brightly lit. However, it wasn’t open for business, but was undergoing emergency repairs.

A certain second-class star with a generous salary paid for the repairs, including all the ice cream that melted in the freezer, so neither Ansel nor Joey had their wages deducted. Even though he’s not here for work, Ansel still had business to attend to.

【Now, you have come into contact with the reality of the world and even killed a demon with your own hands.】

In the ruins of the convenience store last night, a young man with a strong asian accent said to him.

【You have two choices now— sign a vow of silence and never talk about the real world again; Or join an organization hidden in the shadows and hang your life on the edge of the knife from now on.】

【You can choose between these two paths.】

Of course, Ansel didn’t hesitate to choose the latter. If understanding and joining this so-called reality of the world means to hang his life on the edge of the knife, then he must be the one who performs a tap dance on the blade.

Ansel imitated the accordion gesture in his mind.

No one understands the reality of the world better than the Demon King.

Whether it’s playing around or something else, Ansel found that he completely felt like a human being, only occasionally thinking of the Demon King.

Ansel met Joey at the agreed location, and unlike Ansel who was still calm, Joey appeared extremely excited.

“Really! I didn’t expect it at all!” Joey said happily, “One day I can continue to be colleagues with Ansel on another level! You don’t know, but yesterday, when I went into the convenience store to look for you, I was really crying loudly, and as a result, I saw you just sitting there, like an emperor, while the high-level demon was lying dead at your feet…”

Ansel was afraid that he would mention the ‘holy sword french baguette’ again, so he quickly changed the subject.

“Isn’t Yun Jian here yet?”

Last night, Yun Jian said that he would act as a referral for Ansel and would naturally be responsible for bringing him to the Demon Hunter Club for the first time. They agreed on a time and place to gather here. 

Joey was also worried about Ansel, so he wanted to go with him. Although he was only a sixth-class star, he was quite popular in the club and can also help Ansel through procedures and other things along the way.

“Oh, Mr. Yun.” Joey remembered, “Mr. Yun is out on a temporary mission. He said he would wait for us at the teleportation point later. I will take you there first.”

Although the Demon Hunter Club is nominally a club, it is actually very large and has branches in almost every city, responsible for sending and receiving tasks, contacting club members, and conducting commodity trade. There is a huge branch in the city where Ansel is right now, and it is no wonder that Joey, a sixth-class star with special talents, and Yun Jian, a powerful second-class star, will appear here.

“By the way, Ansel, look, this is the badge that every demon hunter has, called ‘Star Wheat’.”

On the way to the teleportation point, Joey gave Ansel some information about the Demon Hunter Club. The Demon Hunter Club has been established for hundreds of years, initially founded by a powerful magician named Pachaes, who proposed rankings based on stars.

First-class stars are the brightest, so they are given to the strongest; Sixth-class stars are the dimmest, so they are given to the weaker… The stars in the middle correspond to abilities in order, gradually developing into the current Demon Hunter Club.

Ansel looked at the golden badge in Joey’s hand. The star had six corners, with a bunch of wheat ears beside it. The humble drooping wheat awns were facing the star. He recalled Yun Jian’s second-class star badge again, with the stars almost resembling a narrow and upright diamond, or like an upright shuttle.

“The club currently doesn’t have a first-class star, so as a second-class star, Mr. Yun is already considered very strong. He is willing to act as a referral for you, so no one will dare to bully you in the future.” 

Joey sighed, “Ansel, your situation is very pitiful, if you were in the club from the beginning, killing a high-level demon would be enough for you to be promoted to a third-class star!”

Ansel: “…”

No, he doesn’t really want to climb to the top. He has already reached the top in the demon world.

“As I said before, killing the high-level demon was just an accident.”

Ansel didn’t want to stand out too much, otherwise, it would be easy to get exposed. He didn’t want to get into a serious position like the one he had in Demon World. Being a Demon King is already enough.

“That monster… that demon was already seriously injured. It was crushed by the shelves, hit with a strong light, and slammed into the wall. It was already about to die when we faced each other in the warehouse.” Ansel had said the same thing to Yun Jian before, “I just picked a bargain.”

“That’s awesome! You even dared to hit it with a french baguette!”

Joey had gradually shown signs of blind trust in Ansel. Ansel was frightened, as if seeing his group of subordinates in the demon world.

“I, I’m not…”

“You are! You are!”

While talking, the two of them arrived at the agreed place. This street is some distance away from the convenience store. In the middle of the high-rise buildings, the ancient style brickwork was maintained. Ansel even saw several trash cans there, while Yun Jian was waiting for them not far away. It seemed that he had just finished working overtime and was a bit tired. 

Yun Jian was originally leaning against the wall behind him, but when he saw them coming, he slowly straightened up. His handsome face remained expressionless as ever, but one could barely discern some joy.

“My performance is off the charts, in terms of newcomers.”

Yun Jiang said.

“It’s really worth celebrating. I have never met a living newcomer before.”

The missions that Yun Jian participates in are often very dangerous, and he could only watch some talented newcomers cut down like wheat. For someone like Ansel who could fight back and survive under the hands of a high-level demon, it was really impressive. It can even be called an extraordinary talent.

Ansel: “…”

He felt as if Yun Jiang’s words were very unlucky.

At the ancient style street, three people stood facing the wall. Yun Jian took a step forward, and the second-class star badge flashed on his chest.

The wall didn’t move.

The ground under their feet disappeared!

Ansel, who had already detected the true position of the teleportation circle in advance, remained expressionless. His dream of rushing into the wall and entering the new world wall like Harry Potter could be said to be completely shattered. It turned out that they were just going to fall down like pouring dumplings.

When his feet finally came in contact with the ground again, Ansel slowly opened his eyes.

——He was standing in front of a lively tavern with Yun Jian and Joey.

 ***

The people in the Secret Council discovered that the Demon Lord seemed to be in a particularly good mood today. After reading a few pages of information about the Demon Hunter Club, this terrifying demon seemed to have developed a strong interest in this organization, and even asked if the uniforms of the Demon Hunter Club were good-looking.

“It looks like this.” Fran nervously handed over the picture. The demon looked at it carefully before suddenly smiling.

The style is very tasteful.

Ansel will definitely look good in this.

Recently, His Majesty the Demon King often immersed himself in a fantasy, always dreaming that after joining the Demon Hunter Club, Ansel would work hard to find his whereabouts every day. Finally, at the perfect moment, like a brave warrior, he would draw out the holy sword to confront him.

Then he will take away this brave warrior…

Saros was immersed in the role-play in his head and couldn’t extricate himself.

At this moment, Westam hurried in, his face looking pale.

“Your Excellency! The Holy Court…it is said that the Holy Court…”

“An angel has arrived!”

The Demon King’s dark blue vertical pupils suddenly narrowed slightly, and then a cold and sharp light swept through his eyes.

Angel?

Every day, the angel sends him messages through the magic mirror and communicates with him. Then this so-called angel who came to the Holy Court…

Who is it?

The author has something to say:

Saros: It’s so annoying, interrupting the role play in my head!

…I almost took the brave warrior away.

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