In order to become a devil, I decided to be a butler first

"Lord of the Mist?".

"Haven't heard of it. "

"But those who dare to use the word 'Lord' as their title should not ......."

"How is it possible, to that kind of big man, we are just ants, why is there any need to catch us here?".

"Wait, he says this is the Misty Garden, and he's the Lord of the Mist?"

"This is a 'world'!"

"Isn't that that!?"

"We're in an unbelievable situation......

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"Isn't that something that you understood from the beginning?".

With the appearance of the Lord of the Mist, the nine people who signed the Mist Contract were all shocked, and they couldn't help but discuss in a low voice for a while.

Li Qingyun didn't speak, but put all his energy into observing the Lord of the Mist.

Compared to others, Li Qingyun was more aware of the horror of the Lord of Mist in front of him.

Even his roommate didn't know that Li Qingyun had actually been hiding his identity.

He is the strongest family in the Xia Kingdom, and a member of the Li family, one of the eight families in the Divine Capital!

The ancestor is from Lao Tzu Li Er, and the original text of the Tao Te Ching is enshrined in the home!

Although he is not the heir of the Li family, he has also seen the pillar of the Li family.

At that time, the strong majesty of the Nine Rings powerhouse like the scorching sun made him suffer an extremely strong impact.

But at this moment, the feeling that the Lord of Mist in front of him gave him far exceeded that of the Nine Rings powerhouse!

Although the power of the Lord of the Mist could not be triggered, Li Qingyun could clearly feel that the terrifying energy in his body that could even destroy the entire world once it erupted!

This is a peerless powerhouse he has never seen before!

It could even be ......

Li Qingyun swallowed his saliva and lowered his head, trying to make himself look as respectful as possible.

The Lord of the Mist seemed impatient with the whispers of the crowd, and the figure hidden in the gray mist waved his hand.

In an instant, the world was spinning, and when everyone regained their senses, they had already arrived in a hall that was also covered with fog.

In the hall there was a large round marble council table, surrounded by twelve fine stone chairs, on which nine people were seated.

And in the middle, it is obviously the main seat, and the highest stone chair is sitting on the Lord of the Mist.

Such a wave of his hand changed the world, so that the nine people present were suddenly silent, and they didn't dare to say more.

"One by one, only today, I will answer your questions. "

After a while, the voices of men and women came from the shadows of the gray fog that could not be seen clearly, and the voices of men and women could not be distinguished, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

None of the people present were fools, and the Lord of the Mist showed his fist repeatedly, which completely explained the fact that no one could resist him at this moment, and no one dared to disobey his will at such a time.

After being silent for a while, Li Qingyun saw that the rest of the people didn't seem to have the intention of speaking, so he asked cautiously

"You said that this is the 'Misty Courtyard', and the boy is lonely and unheard of, and has never heard of this ......."

As soon as he spoke, everyone turned their puzzled gazes to the Lord of the Mist.

"The Misty Garden is a world created by me. "

Sure enough!

Getting the expected answer, Li Qingyun lowered his head deeply without hesitation, and said respectfully

"His Royal Highness the Demon King is in front of you, and the boy has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. "

Not only him, but the rest of the people present all made the same move one by one, either shocked or surprised, but all of them respectfully called "His Royal Highness the Demon King".

Demon King, this is a special title in the wizarding world.

After a mage has nine star rings and becomes a nine-ring mage, the next step is to head towards the path of the demon god.

At the end of the Demon God's Path, the successful achiever achieves the highest cause in the wizarding world and becomes the "Demon God Majesty".

More than 90% of the losers will be directly wiped out by the backlash of the great universe, but a very small number of talented people can resist the backlash of the big universe, and even plunder part of the origin of the universe in turn, turning their own spiritual universe into a small world.

Such a small world, although far from being comparable to the Demon God's "True Inner Universe", is far beyond the scope of the Nine Rings Magician.

These people who failed to preach but did not die were regarded as "candidates for demon gods", and the world called them His Royal Highness and respected them as "demon kings".

At the moment when the demon god resides on the holy star, what the demon king represents is the world's highest combat power!

One demon king is enough to rival a big country, and it's not a lie!

After coming to the conclusion that the Lord of the Mist was the Demon King, everyone was relieved in their hearts.

If it were His Royal Highness the Demon King, it would be easy for them to come to the Misty Courtyard without any resistance.

It's just that I don't understand, His Royal Highness the dignified Demon King, what are you looking for these little shrimps to do.

So, someone asked.

One of the two women, the only two of the nine, asked

"Your Highness, what did you do when you summoned us here?"

Her voice was delicate and gentle, expressing everyone's doubts.

At this moment, a gentle voice came that did not belong to anyone present.

"Leave the rest to me, Your Highness. "

When everyone heard this, they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.

It was a slender man, his face shrouded in mist like everyone else, and there was a mysterious temperament in the haze.

“...... It's you. "

The Lord of the Mists seemed to know someone who had come, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Well, I don't want to repeat the conversation that has been going on for thousands of years, so I'll leave everything to you. "

The person who came bowed slightly and said respectfully

"Your will. "

The Lord of the Mists nodded, and then the body hidden in the Mist gradually dissipated, leaving the Mist Courtyard.

"So, ladies and gentlemen. "

"First of all, I would like to introduce myself. "

Su Lun looked at the nine people in front of him with a smile on his face.

His gaze easily saw through the fog on everyone's faces, and all kinds of different expressions were imprinted in his eyes.

"I am a working boy under His Highness the Mist, and thanks to His Highness's love, I serve as the director of the Demon Library. "

"Everyone, please call me Curator affectionately. "