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“You don’t seem to be afraid at all.”

Simon, sitting in a wheelchair, narrowed his eyes. Ansel’s attitude made him feel a bit off, which was far beyond the scope of calmness, even close to a kind of… indifference.

— As indifferent as seeing an ant opening its jaws to provoke a giant.

No matter how strong ants are in their own pack, they are just ants in front of giants. When the giants are free, they can look at these tiny ants with their chin propped up in their hands. If they don’t want to look, they can just raise their foot and crush them. This strange idea has been lingering in Simon’s mind, but he has forced himself to ignore it.

“Should I be afraid?”

Ansel looked at him with little expression on his face. Right now, his posture was that of looking at an ant with his chin in his hand, not knowing when he wouldn’t want to look anymore.

“Crying loudly due to fear? That’s another price.”

He yawned, and before his subordinates arrived, he was barely in the mood to chat.

“By the way, why do you want to summon demons?”

He asked Simon, a question that Ansel has always wanted to ask humans. Whether it is the Secret Council that summoned Saros on the surface, or now Simon, these humans regard summoning demons as their lifelong career. The Secret Council wants to gain power and step into the realm of Seven-Light Wheel magic that is difficult for humans to touch. What about Simon? Is it for the same reason?

“Reason?” Simon looked at him strangely, as if he asked a very absurd question.

“What other reason could there be? Of course…” Simon sat in a wheelchair, wearing a black robe and spreading his arms, with veins bulging on his side face. At this moment, he wasn’t at all like a gentle and elegant university professor, but rather like a madman, a fanatic.

“Of course, I want to break free from this frail human body. I want power, immortality… I want it all! For this, I am willing to offer more and more sacrifices, men, women, children, demon hunters… As long as it can be exchanged for what I want, then all sacrifices are worth it!”

Ansel: “…”

He felt that Simon was even more outrageous than the Secret Council. The Secret Council at least allowed him to see some pursuit of the supreme magic. However, Simon is completely driven by his own selfish desires. No wonder he isn’t successful and can only curl up in a small town.

And…

Does Simon have any misunderstandings about demons!

“If you want to trade using sacrificial offerings, it’s better to rely on the dimensional store; if you want immortality, it’s also quick to find a vampire to go through the first embrace ceremony.” He looked at Simon inexplicably, “Why don’t you just find a magic lamp? What you said above is really not within the realm of demons’ business.”

Ansel discovered that the entire human world has a huge misunderstanding about demons. Not to mention the behavior of treating monsters as demons, Simon alone has a strong tendency to completely demonize all the demons. He felt that in the vast majority of humans’ perceptions, demons are ferocious in appearance, sitting on a charcoal fire, guarding a big pot and stirring it every day, happy to collect some garbage offerings from humans, and then give back some precious things.

…What kind of demon is this? Isn’t this a fool!

“Um…” Ansel tried to explain, “Have you ever considered that the demons are not what you think? For example, they will also… eat three meals a day, go to work, and take their cubs to kindergarten or something?”

Simon: “…”

He laughed unceremoniously on the spot.

“What are you saying? Do you understand demons or do I understand demons?”

Ansel: “…”

Alright, he’s an angel, he really doesn’t have a stance to say he understands demons the best.

The light of the demon summoning array grew brighter and brighter, and a huge crack appeared behind Ansel. Ansel heard some deep winds blowing from the crack behind him, carrying the nostalgic breath of the demon world that he missed.

The sound of spells around grew louder and louder, and behind Simon stood many black-robed men, reciting demon summoning spells that Ansel couldn’t understand. They looked excitedly and nervously towards the center of the summoning array.

According to the ancient scriptures, the demon will emerge from the cracks, devour the sacrificial offering, and come to the summoner!

Simon also felt that strange aura. He was so excited that he couldn’t bear it anymore. In order to face the summoned demon with the best appearance, he insisted on being helped up from the wheelchair. His breath was unstable, his face was flushed with excitement, and he struggled to stand up, shouting excitedly—

“My summoning ritual… My summoning ritual succeeded!”

Simon looked nervously at the crack and saw a leg in suit pants stepping out of the crack, followed by the fluttering tailcoat hem. As the demon slowly emerged from the crack, Simon almost held his breath. He was sure that the demon was undoubtedly in front of him!

The other party’s uniform was straight, with a tail hanging down. The hand wearing white gloves gently flicked away the non-existent dust on the sleeves, and a blooming rose peeked out of the chest pocket. The rare magical gemstones were adorned on the sleeves as cufflinks. 

At this moment, the demon raised his eyes, it was a pair of silver-toned grey eyes, and a strange light flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

The position of the original human ears was replaced by ear fins. Although there were no horns on the head, Simon was extremely sure that the other party was a demon!

Such a terrifying sense of oppression, such a terrifying power!

Words can no longer describe his emotions at this moment. It was the satisfaction of fulfilling his long-cherished wish of many years and the ecstasy of realizing his dream. With the help of the trembling black-robed man, Simon bowed to him reluctantly, hoping that the demon who descended here could feel his respect and piety.

“Respected sir, I… I am Simon, the one who offered the sacrifice to summon you! I want to pray to you, I want to pray to you for the supreme…!”

Before Simon could finish his words, something invisible to the naked eye had already swung him and the black-robed man beside him far away. He fell face down on the ground, feeling as if his legs had broken again, sweating profusely due to the pain. Even so, he forced himself to look up for the first time, but only heard the demon say softly.

“Who allowed you to stand and talk?”

So that’s it, it turned out that the other party was offended because of this. Amidst the excruciating pain, Simon reluctantly pondered. It doesn’t matter, it’s okay, he will be more respectful. He will kneel down to pray to the demon and offer more sacrifices… Yes! That’s right, there’s a sacrifice! This offering may help the other party dissipate some of their anger!

However, Simon suddenly heard the second half of the demon’s sentence.

“In front of His Supreme Majesty.”

… His Majesty?

Simon slowly raised his head.

At some point, Ansel had already broken free from the restraints on his hands and feet, or rather, he hadn’t been bound from the beginning. A luxurious chair emerged from the void, and he sat on it leisurely, legs crossed, in a relaxed posture. The white hair was still shining, but between the white hair, a pair of black horns inlaid with gem fragments protruded, and his sunset-colored pupils, which were originally bright, were now elongated and turned into sharp vertical pupils.

Although it’s very difficult when he wears contact lenses, he must be looking very handsome now!

Ansel thought to himself, quietly gazing at Simon with a calm and dignified demeanor, while the summoned demon bowed and stood behind the throne.

Simon even heard Ansel talking to the summoned demon, as if chatting casually.

“It’s you who came, Vassago.”

“Yes, Your Majesty, I fought for this opportunity.” Supervisor Vassago immediately bowed his head slightly, so that His Majesty’s voice could be better heard in his ears. He hadn’t heard His Majesty speak to him directly for a while, and he missed it deeply.

“How are the affairs in the palace?”

“Everything is fine, Your Majesty, I have made proper arrangements.”

Ansel nodded slightly, he always trusted his subordinates. He glanced sideways at Vassago’s current appearance, but the supervisor still remained motionless, making it easier for Ansel to observe. The silver half-long hair was tied up behind his head, and Vassago, who had changed into the human form, still had some characteristics of aquatic creatures, such as the ear fins, as well as the tentacles of the sea monster that just knocked down Simon and all the black-robed men with one blow.

Vassago was not just a supervisor before. In the past, he used to roam wildly on the Great Lake of the Demon Realm, dominating one side and causing trouble. In the end, he was defeated by Ansel, who was not yet the Demon King.

Being a supervisor and a salted fish are just his hobbies, and His Majesty the Demon King has always been very tolerant of his subordinates’ small hobbies.

“It’s been a long time since I saw you in this human form.” Ansel smiled.

“If Your Majesty likes it, I can always use this appearance.” The supervisor also smiled and bowed his head.

After greeting his subordinate, Ansel’s sunset-colored vertical pupils slowly turned towards Simon’s direction, and he looked down at Simon who was crawling on the ground.

“You carefully prepared the summoning ceremony, saving me a lot of trouble.” He said, “However, human, the way you pray for power from other races is really ugly.”

“And, you don’t kneel down to speak in front of His Majesty, even daring to make loud noises.” The supervisor added.

Is there anything else Simon doesn’t understand? He looked up at Ansel, who, although still dressed in his simple attire, was clearly showing his demonic identity, whether it was the horns on his head or the sharp vertical pupils. He is even more like a demon than the summoned demon, and his authority is profound and majestic.

The demon wearing a tuxedo spoke up and answered some of Simon’s doubts.

“Human, lament your luck.” The demon said, “In front of you is the King, who wears the crown of arrogance, the esteemed emperor, and the great demon who is above all the creatures in the demon world.”

“——The Demon King of the Eastern Region, His Majesty Ansel.”

In Vassago’s opinion, it is an unparalleled honor for humans to be able to see His Majesty’s heavenly appearance. Look, this human has been captivated by His Majesty’s radiance, showing an incredulous expression.

Simon repeated it dully.

“… Demon King?”

Ansel… Is it the Demon King? No, there must be something wrong. Ansel is not an ordinary human, not a newcomer in the Demon Hunter Club, and not the white-haired sacrifice he chose? !

Why is it the Demon King?! If Ansel is the Demon King, then he is…

Using the Demon King to summon the demon?

“Why did… the Demon King appeared in…”

Compared to Simon’s fear and shock, Ansel’s expression was still calm. Even though Simon is already a dying man, he still has the right to get an answer. This is Ansel’s kindness.

“At present, the three realms are facing a great disaster.” He said calmly, “I came to the human world, one is to track down the culprit, and the other is to observe humans.”

“If all humans, like you, crave power, willing to abandon all dignity and honor to submit to other races, then I will not recognize humans as allies of the Demon World.”

“Fortunately, besides humans like you, I have also seen many others who possess noble qualities that belong to humans.”

“For those humans, I am willing to be tolerant, guide them in time, and wait for them to grow. As for you…”

Before he could finish his words, he stood up from the throne.

“Vassago.”

Ansel called softly, and the supervisor immediately knelt on one knee, waiting for orders.

“I allow you.”

The Demon King said.

“I allow you to unleash your original power and clean up this place.”

As for Ansel himself, it’s time to leave, as there are still many things to deal with outside.

The supervisor knelt on one knee in front of him, casting a shadow onto the ground. Upon hearing the words of the Demon King, the shadow suddenly boiled and twisted, expanding outward, like the wriggling tentacles of a sea monster.

“I will obey Your Majesty’s will…”

Vassago said softly, and then lifted his grey pupils that gleamed with a strange light, his eyes filled with the desire to slaughter.

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