Demon King Dad

"………………I am weak."

"You...! Cough... I have nothing to say to you..."

"I don't even have the strength of the forged body, I go to do the task, just look for death."

An Mie glanced at the iron chains on the idiot, and sighed: "Yeah, yeah, you are very weak. You are indeed not even capable of forging your body now. Yes, in terms of'attack power', even forging I don’t have enough body~~~"

The idiot returns to the proposal to resolve the darkening. Bun lay on his back, pulling his collar vigorously with both hands, as if he wanted to stand up on his shoulders.

"Woo~~~Woo~~~"

The little guy swallowed, lifted his foot, and reached for the idiot's shoulder. The idiot snorted, but did not move her body, but let her crawl. It's a pity that Little Bread's socks feet slipped abruptly on the idiot's shoulders, and his body suddenly lost control and slipped off his back.

"Woo...oooo..."

Fortunately, at the last moment, she never let go of her hand holding the collar of the idiot. The little girl's chin rested on the idiot's shoulder, her small face pressed against his cheek. As her feet were in the air, her two little feet kept pedaling in the air, trying to find something to tiptoe. After trying a few times, she still couldn't find the tiptoe. Tears began to pile up in her eyes, and she started to cry if she was afraid.

The pink hair rubbed against the idiot's face, and the bunny's cry for help echoed in his ears. Those little hands clung to his collar tightly, and the silky little cheek pressed against the idiot's neck, rubbing...

"cough…………"

The idiot sighed and bent down silently. Before Little Bread's feet were stepped firmly, a pair of hands bound by chains had already picked her up and placed her firmly on the seemingly small but in fact already extremely thick shoulder.

"Woo...Woo?"

Xiao Bread opened his eyes nervously, and in her small vision, the world around her suddenly became short. As the idiot got out of bed, held her to the window, and looked at the bright starry sky that leaked through the bushes, the world that had been accustomed to seeing seemed to become novel again.

"Wow...wow! Wow wow~~~! Wow wow~~~~!!!"

The eyes that were still crying just now were full of joy. Bun happily raised his hands and explored the two largest stars on both sides of the Milky Way.

The breeze blows, and the summer evening breeze brings a refreshing coolness. The starry sky shines, and the brightest colors are inlaid on the deepest black screen, but they constitute the most beautiful scenery in the world. Those little hands probed for a long time, but never reached the stars in the sky. But just when she put down her hand in a bit of frustration... a big hand, holding her head from the side, gently touching her soft hair with slightly rough fingers, feeling... very comfortable.

The emerald pupil turned around and looked down at the face that you usually need to look up to see. The black pupils are still silent, there is no emotional ups and downs, and there is no change in expression. He still looks so cold, so repellent from thousands of miles away.

But the hand touching my hair is hot, warm...

"Oh~~~"

The bun whimpered softly, and the hands that were leaning toward the stars hugged the idiot's head at the moment. She leaned her whole body on this black head, rubbing her face constantly...

Right there, under the vast starry sky.

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"Stab."

A letter was stuffed under the crack of the door, disturbing the idiot and bread stargazing. Without even thinking about it, the idiot put the bread down, walked over to take out the letter under the door, and opened it.

In fact, this is not a very unexpected thing. In the past three months, the principal of Campa has always used this method to convey information such as the classes he needs to go to the next day and the roads that need to be cleaned. Based on this information, he can preview the classes he wants to take in advance and sketch a road map for cleaning on campus. Because if the road map is not well drawn up, the cleaning range stipulated by Campa may not be cleaned in time due to lack of rules.

So this time, he took the envelope as before, walked back to the lame table, and took out his hand-painted map of Divine Grace (part of it), ready to design the best route.

嚓, take out the letter. There was a line written on it-

Come to the Glory Tower quickly and receive the "task".

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The idiot looked at the line on the letter paper and was silent for a while. Dimie glanced at the line and sneered: "Go, there is nothing wrong with it. Since you said that your strength is poor, at least D-level tasks can still be done, right? Go and discuss with the old man, right? Can I increase the difficulty for you a little bit, change to C-level, and then choose some tasks that can be used for me?"

The idiot did not answer, and after another thirty seconds of silence, he immediately put away the letter, left the wooden house with the bread, walked on the star-filled road, and slowly walked towards the tallest tower in the college.

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It was quiet at night.

There was a clattering sound from the chain shrinking and expanding from both hands and feet. The idiot led some sleepy bread, pressed down the elevator of the Tower of Glory, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the corridor leading to the principal's office corridor.

Why did Principal Campa provide himself with tasks?

Along the way, the idiot is always thinking about this question. He carefully considered his own strength, interpersonal relationship, and various social forces that could be used, and then combined these factors to weigh the detailed explanation of the task that Kuilin said by the day. After countless thoughts, the conclusion reached is-

I have no interpersonal relationships, no social power available, no money, no painting or playing musical instruments, and no special skills. And his strength is absolutely the lowest among all his peers, especially among the divine graces. For such a self, is there still a task that suits you?

Well, maybe... it is the most inconspicuous, most unpaid, hardest, and most unwilling task of the D-class task.

Thinking of this, the idiot felt a little better. Recognizing your own level is always the basic rule of living in this world, but even if you are so useless, Headmaster Campa can find a suitable D-level task to give him a chance to make money. That is also a kind of lucky.

The idiot squeezed his right fist lightly and moved away. This kind of fortune will never visit repeatedly. It is rare that Headmaster Campa finds a task he has done, and he must complete it. after all……

Turning his head, looked at the small bread next to...

I have to make money to buy Fire Dragon Tongue.

Turning a corner is the principal's office of Principal Campa, and the idiot stepped forward... But at this moment, he suddenly retracted his foot and stopped walking, but stood quietly, silent.

"Damn, that old fellow, deliberately despised our Big Brother Dai Lao!"

Soon, Inselton's voice came from the corner, and at the same time, there were four people's footsteps.

Those who walked out of the principal's room were Dai Lau, Felt, Inselton, and Princess Walnut. Two attendants followed behind, while Walnut and Dai Lao were walking side by side. It was Inselton who spoke just now. He raised a piece of paper marked with the letter B in his hand and shook it vigorously, seeming very dissatisfied. Felt seemed very hesitant, not knowing what to say. Walnut kept saying good things to comfort the Master Goodsey, while Dai Lao himself had a sullen face, as if he wanted to kill at any time.

"With my eldest brother's strength, why not let my elder brother take over the rumored level mission? Even the bone-level counter-thief Cui Te was easily killed by our eldest brother. The eldest brother's strength is evident! Why? Fatty, you Why on earth is this!"

Inselton looked very excited, and the freckles on his face were full. But if you look closely at his eyes, you can see that he is always looking at Dai Lao in front of him when he says these words. Obviously, it is of course impossible to vent dissatisfaction with Dai Lao, who has always regarded himself highly, and he acted as this telling, saying all the words in his heart, in order to consolidate his own position in the heart of this young master.

Felt was grabbed by Inselton and shook his collar vigorously, but how did he know why? I could only hesitate and couldn't tell why.

Walnut looked a little disgusted with the loud noise behind her. She waved to her ears, smiled, and comforted the "light knight" beside her: "Mr. Goodsay, please don't mind. Trust Mr. Campa. Not agreeing to let you take over the task is also to ensure your safety. After all, you are a rare genius in our Bucks Empire for a century, and you need strict protection."

Dai Lao's face was sullen, and his steps accelerated slightly, his body and walnut were no longer in a straight line, but stood in front of everyone.

Felt couldn't be entangled by Inselton, and the corners of his mouth twitched and smiled, and said, "But Big Brother Dai Lao, isn't it good too? You are the first elementary student who has the courage to take over the B-level task. In the past task-receiving watches, only students in the upper grades of the elementary department were confident to accept B-level tasks. You are three years faster than everyone else! Moreover, you still received two at once!"

Inselton also shook off the task briefing, flattering: "Yes, that's right! Master Dai Lao, think about two years ago when you just entered the elementary department of the college, you directly received three Cs. Last year, it broke common sense and took the first B-level task of the Elementary Department and completed it beautifully. This year, I took two of them. If they are completed again, they will undoubtedly be listed in the school newspaper and become a topic for everyone! You have enjoyed it too! It’s so much honor. If you take on the lower-level tasks all at once and complete them beautifully, I am afraid that the faces of the students in the Higher and University Departments will not be able to hang on, and the old guy in Campa will also be embarrassed."

Perhaps it was Inselton's words that finally hit Dai Lau's heart. His face that had been gloomy finally eased.