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The originally relaxed and happy atmosphere suddenly became heavy after the itinerant bishop spoke. Ansel had no expression on his face. He was neither angry nor did he intend to obey orders.

The itinerant bishop’s attitude made him feel very familiar, which was what Ansel often witnessed in the Supreme Heaven—

Arrogance.

As Ansel himself once said, the Supreme Heaven was too high, and for many years, it had been overlooking the world from the top of the clouds. Being too high would indeed breed arrogance.

Ansel was once one of those arrogant people, but now he has become more and more down-to-earth.

But before he could open his mouth, the black swan in his arms became unhappy. The dark blue eyes opened wide, and it angrily quacked at the itinerant bishop, even stomping its webbed feet and trying to stretch its neck to peck at him.

Ansel: “…”

Well, it turned out that the reason for being quiet before was because of its voice. Is it still a goose when it quacks?

Also, don’t just peck at dirty things!

The itinerant bishop was startled by the sudden anger of the black swan and then frowned. He didn’t like this dark color and couldn’t stand the rude behavior of this goose. Looking at the black swan, he frowned, and Ansel, who was not angry before, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He didn’t care what this bishop said, but the bishop shouldn’t despise his goose! Isn’t this the same as despising Saros? !

Can’t stand it!

Ansel let go directly, and the black swan lost its restraints and landed smoothly, immediately rushing towards the people of the Holy Court. Including the itinerant bishop, the people of the Holy Court actually didn’t take this summoned creature seriously at first, but this goose was very evil, attacking fiercely with its wings. 

Just as they were trying to fight against the goose, Ansel snorted coldly, and Joey beside him instantly turned into a holy sword again. Ansel drew the holy sword and pointed it at the people of the Holy Court!

Without inputting power, just as a threat, the holy sword won’t get hot, so both Ansel and Joey felt very comfortable at this time.

The scene suddenly became tense, and the itinerant bishop looked incredulous. He couldn’t imagine that the warrior would point the holy sword at him!

“You… Warrior…” The bishop was so angry that he couldn’t even maintain a steady tone. “You dare to point the holy sword at other humans?!”

Ansel sneered at the words.

“If it weren’t for your contemptuous attitude, the situation wouldn’t have developed to this point. Why should I obey the order of the Holy Court? What kind of prominent figure is that? Is it the Creator?”

The Demon God and the Heavenly God have long passed away, and the esteemed ones in this world are only the Demon King and the ruler of the Supreme Heaven. No one can order the Demon King, even if the other party is also a Demon King.

【Your attitude is too bad, seriously.】

Joey’s consciousness in the holy sword also said in a muffled voice.

【And you just want to take Ansel away casually. What if you don’t want to return him?】

When he said this, the demon hunters also became alert. This is a warrior from their demon hunter club! Yun Jian and Edward, both second-class stars, stepped out of the crowd and protected Ansel behind them.

“Even if the high-level officials of the Holy Court want to see Ansel, there is no need to rush.” Yun Jian said lightly, “The demons in the town need to be cleaned up for a few more days, and then we will report back to the club. In little over a month, Miss Sylvia will naturally consider whether to go to the Holy Court with Ansel.”

The itinerant bishop’s face looked grim. He came from the Holy Court specifically to convey this request. That lord wants to meet the warrior, what an honor! But this warrior and the Demon Hunter Club actually…

“Why not follow the arrangement of the Demon Hunter Club? This matter itself is not urgent.”

Anthony on the side suddenly spoke up. He didn’t want the conflict to escalate further.

“But Your Excellency the sage…” The bishop frowned and turned sideways, whispering a few words to Anthony. 

Anthony’s expression changed slightly. He looked at the bishop for confirmation, and the bishop nodded slightly in response.

Unexpectedly, it’s the angel who wanted to see Ansel…

Anthony’s expression changed, but in the end, he still said.

“I think that we must respect Ansel’s opinion.”

Whether for an interview or anything else, Ansel is a very opinionated person, and Anthony didn’t think that the other party would accept forceful measures. It was obvious that they could get along well and become good friends.

The most anxious person was the itinerant bishop. He came overnight with a mission to bring the warrior back to the Holy Court today. Before meeting the angel, there are many solemn preparations that are indispensable, and three days are just barely enough.

As soon as he heard that these people wanted to take him away today, Ansel was even more unwilling to do it. He raised his sword and was about to strike, but he was stopped by someone and didn’t fight with the bishop on the spot.

The bishop was so angry at this unruly warrior that he almost fell backwards. He thought that the former warrior Rhein was already a model of a thorn, but he didn’t expect Ansel to be even better! The holy sword fell into his hands, completely transforming into a kind of military deterrence. If this person didn’t like someone, he would fight them on the spot!

“I have never seen such an arrogant warrior!” The bishop’s voice completely turned cold. “Since you insist on doing this, I can only go back and report the whole matter to the angel who has descended on the Holy Court.”

Oh, his backer turned out to be the angel who descended on the Holy Court, Ansel suddenly realized.

Is it the one he stabbed?

Has the injury healed? Why are you still jumping around like that?

The bishop successfully saw the expected fear on everyone’s faces. The news of the angel’s arrival in the Holy Court was not completely confidential. Before he came, the Pope had said that he could reveal the news at an appropriate time and bring back the warrior to complete the angel’s order.

Otherwise, the angel’s favor to the Holy Court may…

Thinking of this, the bishop became even more anxious. Yun Jian turned around and calmly asked Ansel.

“Ansel, do you want to go?”

“No.” Ansel refused.

Yun Jian nodded and asked Edward to call Sylvia. Since Ansel had made up his mind, the Demon Hunter Club would respect Ansel’s opinion. At this time, the bishop might choose to give up if the person in charge showed up.

However, the phone rang once, twice, and then for half a minute…

No one answered.

The black swan still wiped his feet carefully on the cloth and was picked up by Ansel again. The swan’s eyes carefully observed Ansel’s expression, and he noticed that Ansel’s expression was very light. Even if the people of the Holy Court mentioned the arrival of an angel of the same race, Ansel still didn’t move an eyelash.

Why? Ansel probably hasn’t seen his fellows for at least three hundred years, right? He…

Don’t you want to go back to the Supreme Heaven?

Ansel really doesn’t want to go back at all. To be honest, his impression of the Supreme Heaven has gradually blurred over these three hundred years. As a Demon King, he has ministers accompanying him and subjects who rely on him. He has to work hard to catch up with the Western Region of Saros. Ansel has a lot of things to do every day, and he is too busy to reminisce about the past.

Besides…

He lowered his eyes.

Those are not happy memories.

In front of the door of the two realms, the angel wearing the grey robe of the exile said. 

【This is the last time I obey the order of the Supreme Heaven.】

His wings were burnt out, and even the halo on his head became dim and lifeless. The angel already knew what fate he was about to face. In name, he was going into hiding, but in reality, he was exiled from the Supreme Heaven.

With his wings lost and his strength weakened to the extreme, such an angel…

Will not survive in the demon world.

But Ansel didn’t want to die, he wanted to live. In front of the door, the angel without the wings slowly turned his head and faced the chief angel who came to escort him. His whole body seemed dull, with only a pair of sunset-colored pupils that were exceptionally bright.

Captured by these eyes that seemed to be burning with the flames of judgement, the face of the chief angel changed slightly, and he just listened to this exile, who should have been extremely tragic and pitiful, speak to him.

【Can you convey a message to the Supreme Heaven for me?】

Anyway, even if he didn’t say a word, Ansel had no way of knowing for sure, so the chief angel smiled gently.

【Of course.】

The exiled angel(Ansel) smiled, raised one hand, and grabbed the halo on the chief angel’s head.

 “Click!”

Under the shocked gaze of the chief angel, Ansel broke off the halo on his head without hesitation and threw it to the ground, smashing it to pieces. Amid the resounding sound, he showed a sharp smile as he bid farewell to the chief angel.

【Convey my original words】

【——How arrogant, you gentlemen of the Supreme Heaven】

After speaking, he stepped into the door, and the wind from the demon world whistled, blowing his hood and brushing his white hair, as if helping him to leave all the past behind.

It’s better to throw it away.

The angel thought.

From now on, he will arrogantly walk his own path.

Regardless of life or death, it has nothing to do with the Supreme Heaven.

The author has something to say:

——He will arrogantly walk his own path.

——Now he wears the crown of arrogance.

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