Home/ The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns/ Chapter 47
When that arrow, like a comet flapping with flames, landed on the Holy Court, a magnificent light was observed in multiple locations in the human world. Sylvia, who was already on her way to the headquarters, looked out of the car window and saw the arrow, holding her breath for a moment..
“……Stop the car!”
The driver parked the car in the emergency lane with triangular lights flashing, and the demon hunters dressed in uniforms guarded Sylvia as they passed the bridge across the river. Sylvia’s hands were propped up on the railing, and her pale purple eyes didn’t even blink for a moment.
The person in the same car as her also slowly got out of the car, and the remnants of the comet seemed to be still lingering in the horizon.
“What a terrifying arrow. No matter who it is aimed at, I am afraid that person will be pierced on the spot.” The grey-haired old man beside her spoke with a slight tremor in his voice. Sylvia then turned her head to look at the old man beside her with surprised eyes.
“Grandpa Gevin, you are the strongest magician in the club, and you have mastered the magic of the Six Light Wheel. Even you are powerless against this arrow?”
The old man had a solemn expression as he shook his head slowly. In the distance, the arrow was finally completely burned out, but the terror still seemed to linger in the hearts of the viewers.
“I am powerless.” His pupils shrank slightly, “Maybe that’s…”
“The realm of forbidden curses.”
Sylvia was stunned and speechless. The realm of forbidden curses, the strongest seven light wheel magic, the limit that could never be reached… She forced herself to calm down. Suddenly, she raised her head, and a demon hunter was standing in front of her, greeting her respectfully.
“Miss Sylvia, there is a message from the Holy Court.”
Not only the Demon Hunter Club, but the Secret Council was also paying attention to the arrow outside that day. The leader of the Secret Council, Westam, was not completely confused like other organisations. He guessed in his heart that the only one who could cause such a huge commotion was the Demon Lord who had descended upon the Secret Council. Before today, that adult had never displayed his strength so openly, and he never expected it to be so unfathomable and terrifying.
He felt a deep reverence…
And desire for power.
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Two pots of blame.
While waiting for Ansel to arrive, Saros thought calmly.
In this way, at least two pots of blame will be placed on his head, one from the Holy Court and one from the Secret Council. It is also possible that after these organisations in the human world exchange information, the Demon Hunter Club will also want to bite him in the future and list him as a primary hunting target.
He took a deep breath, thinking of how Ansel would compensate him for the consequences.
Compensate……
Yes, compensation.
The familiar train whistle began to echo in his mind again. In the mind of His Majesty the Demon King, the scene had rapidly advanced to an uncontrollable point, but the good times did not last long.
Ansel climbed in through the window and jumped to the place where he was.
The scattered white hair was re-adorned with the horn headband that shimmered with gemstones. The horn headband almost collided with the window frame, but Ansel lowered his head in time, and allowed the horns to enter safely. However, this couldn’t cover up the negligence caused by not wearing the horns for too long——
Did you forget to include the horns when you calculated the height of your head!
The happy little train instantly turned into a familiar heart attack, and Saros closed his eyes in pain. If he died young, it must be because of Ansel!
Ansel didn’t know anything about Saros’ tangled heart, so after jumping in, he happily started to show off, with a golden sixth-level star badge shining on his chest.
“Come and see the prestigious sixth-class star.”
He looked quite proud, and such a performance made Saros quickly forget about his heart attack just now, and he couldn’t help but laugh. He deliberately didn’t get up and continued to sit in the armchair, propping his cheek with one hand, his eyelashes slightly drooping, and his dark blue demonic pupils feigned with arrogance.
He deliberately asked nonchalantly.
“So, how long will it take for a sixth-class star like you to upgrade to the point where you can hunt down a demon like me?”
This guy, why is he more arrogant than him, Ansel, the Demon King who bears the crown of arrogance?
Ansel suddenly said fiercely.
“You are so annoying!”
So cute.
Saros thought.
Ansel is so cute.
The more contact he had with Ansel, the more he realised how cute Ansel was. This kind of cuteness is not an exaggerated performance, but rather a fun and playful one. When he was in Luster City, everything was as silent and cold as snow, not to say that it was bad. Saros himself liked the quiet and hated the noise, but he felt that if Ansel could come to Luster one day, it would be very interesting.
——Just like a red flower suddenly peeking out from the blue and white snow field.
The more contact he has, the more reluctant he is to let go, and the more cautious he is while waiting.
Saros was still thinking about the fact that Ansel had shot an arrow through the Consul Angel. Of course, he can just pretend that nothing happened and enjoy the joy of Ansel standing on the same side as him. But since he already knew Ansel’s identity, his dignity didn’t allow him to hide it from Ansel, who was unaware of the matter.
At least he should inform Ansel, which is the respect he should give to the other party.
Even if…
The Demon King lowered his eyes.
Even if he was really worried that Ansel would leave the demon world.
“… Ansel.”
He suddenly became serious, and Ansel couldn’t help but restrain his expression, looking at Saros with some confusion. In front of those beautiful sunset-coloured pupils, Saros felt the emotions in his heart surging again, but he tried hard to suppress them.
“The one who fought me just now was not a monster.”
He said this, which is already the limit, he can only contain his heart to this extent. He didn’t dare to mention “heaven” or “angel” in front of Ansel. If such words were to touch Ansel’s thoughts…
His words made Ansel blink, hesitating for a few seconds.
Saros’s heart suddenly lifted slightly, and then he heard Ansel ask.
“Saros, the interests of the demon world are still paramount to you, right?” Ansel asked.
He never expected Ansel to raise such a seemingly irrelevant question at this moment. After a brief pause, Saros nodded slowly.
“That’s right, no matter when or what happens, the interests of the demon world are above anything else.”
He only saw Ansel smile slightly.
“Isn’t that all for now? As long as you are defending the interests of the demon world, then your enemy is my enemy.”
What he said was so moving that Saros almost suspected that it was his own hallucination, which meant that Ansel wouldn’t have any principled conflicts with him. But he couldn’t understand, no matter what, Supreme Heaven sent Ansel to infiltrate the Demon Realm…
What exactly is it for? Vigorously building the demon world and be loyal to it wholeheartedly?
His Majesty the Demon King cannot understand at all!
“So, let me tell you, in the human world, we are just grasshoppers on the same rope. If you have any problems, you must call me.” Ansel was still finishing the attack, and this sweet blow fell into the heart of His Majesty the Demon King, almost opening up a brilliant sea of flowers.
Ansel is really good at it, how could he be so good at it!
“Sorry, it’s my problem this time.” Saros apologised softly, even if he apologised, he was still very happy. “As compensation, why don’t I treat you to a drink.”
Anyway, the convenience store is still under maintenance, and Ansel won’t be working tomorrow… His Majesty the Demon King has already figured out Ansel’s schedule.
This is a good suggestion! Ansel’s eyes lit up. After leaving the Demon Realm, he and Saros really didn’t get together to relax and unwind.
Also! He covets Saros’…that icy drink….
The two demon kings hit it off immediately and decided to choose a cool place overlooking the human world to drink. Unfortunately, the huge black iron emblem of the Secret Council was chosen for their meeting. That emblem consists of a crescent moon and a demon bat wing. The upper edge of the crescent moon was just big enough for people to sit on, and with some magic, placing a tray on it wasn’t a problem.
So, when the Secret Council was completely clueless and ignorant, a late night drinking party was held at the top of their family emblem.
Ansel comfortably held a cup. In the cup, an ice-carved chubby bird fell upside down, slowly melting and cooling the drink. The night breeze blew his white hair, and the lights slowly spread out in his field of vision, creating a completely different scenery from the Demon Realm.
“…Your hair is not tied up.”
Saros said softly.
“It looks cooler to let my hair down when I wear… show my horns.” Ansel said plausibly. He rolled up his sleeves as he continued, “I have the hair tie with me. I can tie it up when needed.”
The hair tie on his wrist was exactly the small horn hair tie given by Saros, one on his head, one on his wrist… Tonight, Ansel’s horns were a little too high.
His Majesty the Demon King couldn’t help but laugh, feeling a bit emotional.
“When we were in the Demon Realm, we never drank in such harmony before…”
Often quarrelled.
Ansel had a serious expression on his face.
“You don’t understand, this is called ‘relying on each other for survival’.”
“…”
Saros let out a deep sigh, hoping that Ansel would say something emotional. It really depends on the probability. But he is in a very good mood now, and there are some things he can say.
“After returning to the Demon Realm, I will carefully consider your new trade policy, and…” He looked at Ansel’s increasingly bright eyes and couldn’t help laughing, “And your policy towards the demon lords.”
There is no king that doesn’t want to eliminate those separatists, but Ansel’s ideas are too sharp. If it is turned into a long-term plan, there may be a possibility of success. Even if it doesn’t work, softer policies won’t cause too much of a backlash.
After all, Ansel is the Demon King who has been exploring his way to power, and has only been in power for three hundred years. From the beginning, he should have given Ansel more patience and gentleness.
“Well, Demon King, you still have a lot to learn, if you don’t mind…”
As Saros was speaking, the magic mirror in his pocket suddenly emitted an unusual vibration. He was slightly startled and took out the magic mirror, while Ansel next to him also took out his magic mirror.
The communication seems to be… open?
“Your Majesty!” On the other side of the magic mirror, Naberis, the Prime Minister of Luster City, bowed excitedly. Although he has already received the news of His Majesty’s well-being from the communication in Suberbian City, there is nothing more reassuring than seeing it with his own eyes. Naberis thought excitedly while recalling the way that bastard Andre from Suberbian City called to show off a few days ago, feeling very angry.
No, wasn’t it just that His Majesty Ansel took the initiative to call back to report to his subordinates that he was safe? While His Majesty Saros didn’t even…..No, he was not at all… not at all…
Naberis slowly shed tears in his heart.
He is so sour, he admits that he is so sour.
But that’s okay! He could take the initiative to send a message to His Majesty and report on the political affairs in the Western Region. Huh…how could His Majesty Ansel be around!
Ansel fiddled with the magic mirror and raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Saros, the communication seems to be okay.”
This means that they can report their current situation to the Demon Realm, remotely command the next step of work, and by the way… arrange for possible Demon Realm subordinates to come to the Human Realm.
On Saros’ side, Naberis was stuck in embarrassment and didn’t know whether to continue reporting. Saros, however, looked unconcerned as he glanced at Ansel beside him from the corner of his eye with a hint of warmth and tenderness in his eyes, and said directly.
“It’s okay, Ansel is not an outsider.”
Naberis: “…”
This look!
This statement!
He got it.
It’s the queen.
The author has something to say:
Andre: I understand, unify the three realms!
Naberis: I understand, it’s the queen!
#fake understanding and true understanding#
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