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Half a convenience store!

Ansel was calculating in his heart that a priest-level dead mouse was actually worth half a convenience store!

Although from the perspective of the entire human world, killing a priest-level monster is difficult and their corpses don’t often appear in the market, but occasionally, you can still make a fortune without destroying the entire dead mouse trading market!

However……

The corpse of a monster is a very sensitive thing. Ansel still remembered that the monster prince had already been beaten into that state, but his brain could still break out of the body and escape. He also remembered Saros saying that the Empress’ brain was eaten by the monster prince.

Ordinary monsters may not have as many means as the Prince, but the monster’s body, especially the brain, should be useful to other monsters.

The corpses purchased by the Demon Hunter Club are well preserved, but if something goes wrong, these corpses will pose a serious threat to those humans who can use magic.

So Ansel decided that he would find an opportunity to “visit” the sold dead mouse in the future. This was truly a decision full of humanistic care, and he truly deserved to be the Demon King of the Eastern Region.

The difficulty of the task brought by Yun Jian was moderate and the distance was also close, showing great attentiveness. The task payment was also very satisfactory to His Majesty the Demon King, so without a word, he rode the electric bike with Joey and rushed to the mission location.

The electric bike is something that His Majesty the Demon King has recently learned. The ride is very smooth, and it can also bend and drift.

Client: “…”

He looked at the two people riding an electric bike and then looked behind them, it was empty.

There is no one else, just these two.

The client’s mood was shattered. These two people even wore the red and white uniforms from the convenience store, looking like they were here to deliver takeout rather than to hunt monsters!

It’s the one with white hair who looks really, really beautiful…

“I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

Ansel calmly stopped the bike, parked it on the side, and then braided his hair casually. This hair braiding process is a bit bumpy, and he can barely make a crooked braid by only relying on his good quality hair. When Ansel saw the client looking at him and Joey with his mouth half open, he knew that the other party might be judging people by their appearance.

“Actually, we demon hunters have uniforms.” Ansel explained, “It’s just that the two of us were still on duty at the convenience store during the day. We just came over after finishing our work.”

Client: “…”

He was even more devastated. These two demon hunters are even amateurs! Will it work or not?

After all, the client understood the other side of the world and had a conscience. He sincerely advised these two amateur demon hunters.

“It’s not that I don’t trust your abilities, it’s just that… this kind of work… is actually very dangerous…”

People can really die! Don’t act recklessly just for the sake of a high salary!

His Majesty the Demon King naturally understood the words and turned to Joey.

“Our first commission is really good. The client said he trusted our ability.”

It’s not that I don’t trust your abilities = I trust your abilities.

What a beautiful equation!

Joey looked miserable. He knew he couldn’t count on Ansel, so he had to try to ease the client’s heart on his own.

“Don’t look at me as just a sixth-class demon hunter, I’ve been in the club for almost ten years. Ansel has just joined the club not long ago, and his uniform hasn’t been made yet…”

The client finally lost all hope. One is an ultimate vegetable chicken who has been in the club for ten years without any improvement in his star level, while the other is a newcomer who has only joined the club for such a short period of time that he doesn’t even have a uniform. Both of them are amateur demon hunters… Isn’t this equivalent to delivering food to the demons?

“You guys should go back!” The client said earnestly, “You will really die here!”

The client’s home has a small courtyard surrounded by a carved iron fence, but there are still rose branches extending from the fence, swaying in the wind, giving off a strong floral fragrance. Ansel looked at the blooming rose bushes and didn’t speak for a moment, as if he was stunned by the scene of red roses in full bloom. When the client saw him like this, he immediately puffed up his chest proudly.

“Beautiful, isn’t it? I grew it myself and raised it for eight years…Hey? Hey? What are you doing?!”

The client only saw the young man who he had just thought was beautiful climb over the fence and land in his yard like a bandit. He poked open the lush rose branches to expose the roots, and then folded them——

No! His roses!  !  !

However, before he could open his mouth to curse, the white-haired young man had already pulled something out from the broken stem of the rose bushes. It was pitch black all over, and even covered with a thin layer of armor on its back. It was desperately wriggling and struggling, with its ferocious mouthparts opening and closing.

The client quickly hugged Joey, with the same fear on their faces.

“Is this, this… a demon?”

“Hmm.” Ansel thought that the ultra-low-frequency sound waves emitted by this believer-level monster were too loud, so he pinched it to death and said lightly, “And it should be as big as your rose.”

He continued to speak as he put the dead monster into the club’s specially designed box for recycling.

“I read the mission description you provided. Although weird phenomena have only occurred in the past six months in your home, judging from the armor on the monster… demon’s back, it has been growing in your family for a certain period of time. And it’s probably because life was too comfortable here, it was about to evolve.”

The client looked at the box containing the corpse with fear. He only knew alchemy because of his family background, and usually took small orders. How could he have thought that he would spend many years with a demon? 

And just when he wasn’t afraid enough, he heard the white-haired demon hunter continue to speak.

“You should have more than one in your house.”

Client: “…”

It’s too scary, it’s too scary. He hugged the other demon hunter and cried bitterly. At this moment, the client suddenly realized that these two amateur demon hunters actually cooperated quite well. One was responsible for dealing with the demons, while the other… was responsible for calming his emotions. After all, when he was crying in fear, someone consoled him, so it doesn’t seem so embarrassing.

Joey: “…”

Unexpected effects have been added!

Ansel wasn’t in a hurry to enter the house. He saw a small kennel in the yard, so he went over and knocked on the door. A trembling dog head stuck out, shaking so much that its ears were trembling.

“Ah…” The client said, “Actually, I noticed something was wrong at first. At that time, the dog at home used to disappear from time to time, so I thought it got lost, but this kind of thing started to happen more frequently.”

Then something must be wrong with the missing dog. There is a high possibility that it was…

Ansel rubbed the dog’s head, then listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

The client tightly held Joey’s clothes, and the scene in front of him felt a bit incredible.

“He…this…can he talk to animals? Is he a druid?”

Druid is a mysterious profession. It is said that people in this profession can talk to birds and beasts, and even control them. They can also choose one or two of the most demon beasts and temporarily possess their powers and characteristics. The receptionist at the Demon Hunter Club is involved in this kind of profession, that’s why she was temporarily able to simulate the face of a cat in an attempt to scare Ansel, but it failed.

Joey was also unaware, but he felt that Ansel had learned some new magic during this time.

Ansel is really quick at learning magic, he is really a genius.

In fact, the reason why Ansel can converse with animals is quite simple…

Isn’t it normal for angels to talk to small animals?

The little dog’s mind was a little confused, but combined with his perception, Ansel felt that there should be more than one messenger-level monster in this house. He looked at the mission description and found that the club judged it to be at the level of a suspected ordinary demon. This was the reason why Yun Jian entrusted this task to him.

If there were more than one, Ansel was afraid of them running away. After all, he couldn’t just take out his bow and arrow for long range targets…

He decided to find a helper.

“There may be more than one demon here.” He said the terrifying words in a calm tone, “I want to use summoning magic.”

Summoning magic, as the name suggests, brings out a helper from another space. Ansel remembered that when they met before, Saros mentioned the borrowed swan, so that Ansel didn’t have to rush to return it and could use it as a summoned demon.

However, Ansel was unaware that Saros’ original intention was——

Stop using geese to practice with those plastic hoops!

Goose could be more useful, okay!

Ansel thought about it and took action. He pretended to summon a goose and blocked the monster’s escape route for a short period of time.

Upon hearing the summoning magic, the client’s heart suddenly surged. The way he looked at Ansel was completely different now, mixed with trust and admiration. This white-haired demon hunter is keen and powerful, able to discover the demons hidden in his family for eight years, and he also has the skills of a druid. The client was really convinced that he couldn’t be more convinced.

Now, as soon as this powerful demon hunter said that he wanted to summon a helper, the client automatically thought of a bunch of cool creatures, such as bipedal dragons, phoenixes, wolf kings…

But why…

Why is it a…

Goose?

“Puff.”

The client couldn’t hold it back for a moment and let out a laugh. He looked at Joey and saw that the other person also had a look of astonishment on his face. He couldn’t help it anymore and burst out laughing.

Joey also looked confused, not expecting Ansel to summon a goose.

It was a pure black swan with a dark red beak and dark blue eyes. Its broad wings were folded behind its back, and its curved neck exudes elegance. As soon as the swan was summoned, it stared at Ansel intently, paying no attention to other people and even walking over.

The client also squatted down, holding back his laughter while calling out to the goose.

“Quack.” He imitated the sound of a duck, laughing while imitating, “Quack!”

The black swan slowly turned its head and finally looked at him with a cold gaze.

Client: “…”

How strange.

He seemed to have heard the sound of Death’s pocket watch?

“No, don’t hit the client!” A minute later, Joey tried to persuade in a loud voice, “Ansel! Take care of your goose!”

The client is going to be beaten to death!

Ansel’s expression was very calm, thinking that the black swan is very measured. Whether it is the flapping of its wings or the seemingly merciless pecking, the swan actually restrained its strength. It only looks miserable on the surface.

After all, it was the Demon King’s guard of honor and could not be looked down upon. He simply folded his arms and patiently waited for the goose to finish venting his anger.

“Actually, I don’t have much control over the goose. I can only wait until the fight is over.”

Joey finally saw the combat power of the swan. The client rolled and crawled, and finally huddled tremblingly in the fallen rose bushes. Perhaps because it disliked the many branches that would mess up its feathers, the black swan gave up the pursuit and walked back gracefully.

The swan came closer to Ansel, and Ansel also squatted down. Then he felt the swan’s beak resting on his shoulder and rubbing his neck affectionately.

So cute.

Ansel thought to himself as he smiled and hugged the plump bird.

He didn’t know that the Black Swan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Finally!

His Majesty the Demon King, in the body of the black swan, thought.

This time Ansel called the swan out, and it was finally no longer to play with those plastic hoops!

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