The purple moon was hanging high, and the night was getting dark. Accompanied by the enthusiastic dance music, the banquet at Moonlight Castle gradually reached its climax.
After talking quietly with Mr. Firzaha for a while, Croger did not forget the guests in the castle. He quickly walked down the long stairs with the black-haired demon and reintegrated into the crowd of guests.
Croger introduced many guests to Mr. Firzaha, and he also introduced Mr. Firzaha to them.
If the black-haired demon is willing, he can chat and laugh with anyone, and this time is no exception. Soon, he and the guest introduced to him “hit it off”. From the perspective of those who don’t know it, they probably think they have known each other for a long time.
After exchanging greetings with the guests one by one, Croger soon led him to the two men.
The two male demons are very short, probably only reaching the waist of Croger and Mr. Firzaha. One end is extremely thin, and the other end is very fat. They are probably of the same race. Except for the difference in their size, both demons have a pair of big eyes with extremely small mouths, large ears with long earlobes, and no less than seven earrings on each ear.
Probably to make themselves look taller, they all had long hair, and those hairs were hardened with some unknown means. At the moment, they were popping upwards in an explosive state, which looked…a bit funny.
They still look weak.
However, Croger’s attitude towards them was no different from that of the previous guests. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with the short and chubby demon among them.
“Good evening, Mr. Nan.”
“Good evening.” The short and chubby demon called Mr. Nan raised his head, and then reached out to shake his hand. Unlike his body shape, his hands were big, with long knuckles, and each finger had a lot of rings, making it look very heavy at first glance.
“This is my clan brother. He heard that I have received an invitation letter from the owner of Moonlight castle and wanted to come and see it.” The fat demon introduced the thin demon beside him to the other party before others asked.
“His name is Xue.”
A quite pleasant and beautiful name, but it was given to a thin, dry, and obscene looking male demon.
“Mr. Xue, nice to meet you.” Stretching out his hand, Croger expressed his greetings to the other party without changing his expression.
“Nice to meet you.” A pair of huge eyes on the palm-sized face stared straight at Croger, paused for a while, and then the thin demon stretched out his hand.
Like his own brother, he also wears a considerable number of rings on his fingers, more than less.
However, it is “street style” (← human readers can understand it as punk style).
“Mr. Nan, Mr. Xue, next to me is Mr. Jin Murphy Firzaha, my good friend and an art collector;
“Murphy, this Mr. Nan is a real estate auctioneer. The house in Yuma City was bought from him. He also lives in Yuma city and may be able to introduce you to Yuma city in advance.”
Croger especially called the black-haired demon by the middle name, firstly to show closeness, and secondly to be polite, the first name can only be called by relatives and very close friends.
“Hahaha! That’s what I meant when I came here this time, but I didn’t know at the time that the future homeowner would be Mr. Firzaha. However, Mr. Firzaha did not come in vain during my trip. This time, I also specially brought many seasonal fruits from Yuma City…”
The short and chubby demon smiled heartily, and his tiny mouth was completely cracked open, with the huge bloody mouth occupying most of his face!
Although his appearance may be a bit scary, Mr. Nan was clearly a good businessman who seemed very talkative. He was also very good at grasping the thoughts and points of interest of the other party, telling ordinary trivia with great humor, and occasionally surprising the other party with small anecdotes.
Considering that Croger and Mr. Firzaha are two demons who are art enthusiasts, he focused on the collection room of the house in Yuma City.
“There is a very large collection room there. Although the previous owner was not an art lover, he was an artist himself. He built a very good collection room for his own works!”
“Even the people in Yuma city have read a lot about Mr. Firzaha in the newspapers. You are really a discerning collector. You must have quite a collection at home, right? There will be more in the future. Although the hotel is your own, it is also the best hotel in Koloda city. I even stayed there one night! I must say, the pillows in your hotel are very comfortable!
“Anyway, the hotel is good, but after all, it is not suitable for people to store the precious collection. The house in Yuma City is large, and the security there is good, so your collection will be safe in your home.”
After talking for a long time, the topic suddenly changed: “You spent so much money to buy a house, and the value of the antique art is no less than the house, I don’t know about Mr. Firzaha’s security arrangements? I wonder if you are using your own private security or hired private security. Will you take them with you when you move? It’s a long way from Koloda City to Yuma City, transportation is also a problem, thinking that you might have to worry about these things, I brought Xue, he runs a security company, not to brag, but the Xue security company is one of the best in Yuma City, a little disclosure, in Yuma City’s largest underground fighting arena, Xue also has a considerable share, and he gets the first pick to choose the best fighter of the year, and he’s got a lot of demons.”
After talking for a long time, now this is the topic.
As the fat demon across from him spoke, the black haired demon only tilted his head slightly and listened with a smile on his face. The thin demon also smiled slightly, and when he noticed that the black haired demon’s gaze fell on him, a faint smile appeared on his face.
“I’m really struggling with how to transport those things.”
“In addition… what a pleasant surprise, you may not know, compared to collecting antiques, my greater hobby is actually watching fighting games! “With a hint of joy on his face, the black-haired demon smiled.
“I really can’t tell! You look so elegant. Next week, there will be a wonderful fighting match at my place. Would you like to come and watch it?” With a small mouth, the demon named Xue smiled.
“There is a secluded terrace over there with beautiful scenery. Perhaps we can go there and discuss it in detail.”
Several demons talked and laughed, served four glasses of new wine from the tray carried by the waiter, and went to the secluded terrace suggested by Mr. Croger to continue their conversation in detail.
——
Any force attached to an object for a long time becomes difficult to completely separate.
Just like the light yellow tea stains on teacups.
Just like the last drop of milk in the bottle.
Hei Dan raised his head and exerted all his strength, trying to suck out the last drop of neinei.
This is really the last drop of milk.
The milk powder in the milk can is completely empty. There is no milk powder in this world. Even if you can catch a lactating monster occasionally, it is not Hei Dan’s neinei.
When the light yellow powder in the milk can was getting less and less, it was even more cherished by Hei Dan.
He was never a baby who wasted food.
He sucked on the bottle for a while but still couldn’t reach it. It was probably because his head was a bit confused. Hei Dan held the bottle upright, and a drop of milk slowly fell down the wall of the bottle.
Hei Dan stared at the drop of milk accumulating at the bottom of the bottle again, he relentlessly crawled towards the bedside with the bottle in his arms, leaning against the big pillow where his uncle had placed it. His small black body was slightly trapped inside, and his little foot was pointing towards the other little foot. He sat down with his belly out and extended his paws, and began to twist the bottle like his uncle.
He wanted to unscrew the bottle to drink the last drop of milk, but his strength was a bit too weak, and his paws were not big enough.
After working hard for a long time, the bottle was still motionless. At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly appeared in front of him.
It has long nails and a layer of gray scales on the back of the hand. In addition, there was little fluff on it.
The pair of hands that appeared out of nowhere took the bottle in Hei Dan’s claws, and unscrewed the cap for him.
Hei Dan immediately picked up the bottle, raised his chin high, and slowly poured the drop of cold milk into his small mouth.
The little demon licked his mouth contentedly.
“Ah! Ah!” Hei Dan yelled twice, and the claws disappeared from the air.
Not surprised by those hands, Hei Dan rolled in the pillow holding the bottle for a while, and soon rolled onto a hard object. The little demon turned over and found that it was the picture book that his uncle used to tell stories to himself, he became energetic again. He climbed to the front of the picture book, and pretended to flip through the pages.
Although he doesn’t know a single word, Hei Dan likes to look at those colourful pictures.
Following his movements, the golden bracelet swayed gently on his small wrist.
Any force attached to an object for a long time becomes difficult to completely separate.
Just like the kitchen knife made of the hilt of the sword of Kolmath is particularly sharp.
Just like in Hei Dan’s bracelet, there is actually a tiny trace of the devil king’s power.
The frugal Hei Dan used that “force” to sew a frog doll for his uncle.
There is still a little power left, and he will occasionally turn it into the paw of the grandfather to open the bottle cap for himself, and occasionally, it will turn into the hand of his uncle to pat himself to sleep.
However, he was smart enough to do it only when his uncle and uncle couldn’t come. Most of the time, he waits for Grandpa and uncle to come to him.
Just now, Grandpa went to the bathroom and temporarily placed Hei Dan on the bed. Hei Dan was afraid that the precious neinei would die (← kill) before Grandpa came back, so he did it himself.
“Grandpa is here! Here!” Grandpa’s voice came from outside the door, and then a lamb horned demon rushed in, stretching out a pair of claws with sharp nails. If one looks closely, there are scales and long hair on those claws. The scales are not white, but gray, with sufficient nutrition, Grandpa’s scales began to change colour.
“Uncle is not at home today, so grandpa will tell Hei Dan a story!” Seeing the storybook spread out in front of the little demon, the big demon hugged the little demon in his arms, leaned on the pillow, and used two big paws to hold the little demon in his arms and grabbed the storybook and…
He was confused.
Callas is not a smart demon in the first place. Grandpa’s progress in “listening and speaking” of the foreign language is not bad. After all, it is a demon~ languages have some similarities, but “reading and writing” is not good at all!
Until now, he only knows four more characters than Hei Dan: the names of his grandson and great-grandson!
Looking at the expectant great-grandson who was staring with his white ring eyes, the lamb horned demon glanced dizzily at the words in the storybook.
Then decisively——
He began to make up nonsense.
“Once upon a time, there was a Callas, who had no father, no mother, and no cubs. He lived a happy life! He liked catching mice…”
So, the demon fairy tale who had fooled Xiao Hua and Xiao Hei once again reappeared!
Hei Dan doesn’t mind either, as long as someone talks to him, he is happy. His eyes are focused on the storybook in Grandpa’s paws. The great-grandfather and grandson racked their brains to understand the small pictures in the storybook.
What a joy!
After entrusting Hei Dan to grandpa, Ji Huan was now with the little grey devil.
After a period of preparation time, when the little grey devil said that he wanted to go to the market to find a job, he also followed.
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