Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

"You are already so old, do you still have to keep your temper? Why don't you break up or apologize and reconcile. Right, Miss Olivia?"

"Eh! Me?" The sudden question made Olivia a little anxious. She did, however, nod.

Leonardo looked away, and Mars continued: "According to my elders, it has been five years, right? Whether to break up or apologize and reconcile, make your choice quickly. Think about how the people around you are troubled. Sample?"

"Ah! It's annoying! It's too noisy! This is my freedom!" Leonardo said, but he lost his momentum.

"What's the matter with you?" To change the subject, Leonardo asked why Mars had left.

"Ah, a guest is here." Mars reminded Leonardo, and Leonardo turned to look at him and said, "A guest?"

The guest looked very tired. His brown hair is mixed with some gray, which may be what gives his face a youthful appearance.

He had a small suitcase with him, but it was dirty everywhere. From the way he was sweating profusely, it could be seen that this man came in a hurry.

This is the reception room, where the man is quietly waiting for Leonardo's arrival.

Suddenly, the door was flung open.

"Grim!" Hearing the familiar voice, the man known as Grim breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Leonardo!" Leonardo approached him and hugged him. His strong strength made Grim feel extremely at ease.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, but how are you lately? Great, great!" Leonardo smiled.

Grim also said happily: "I'm sorry for making you worry." In order to prevent them from being disturbed by others, Mars gently closed the door from the outside.

"I was really worried when I heard you were missing,"

"That time I got you into trouble. Although I barely remember it, according to my brother, it was a traveling boy named Renault who saved me."

Leonardo nodded.

"Oh, that Renault, isn't here now."

"Really? I hope to be able to thank him one day."

Leonardo, who felt sorry for Grimm, suddenly remembered something: "What's the matter with you?"

Grim's face immediately showed a sad look: "Brother was forced to see him..."

Leonardo narrowed his eyes and asked: "What?"

"Yes, I was suddenly called away a week ago, so I was anxious to tell you the news."

"So you came in a hurry." Leonardo smiled happily, but his eyes remained serious. He felt deeply that bad things were happening one after another.

"Do you know why you called him over?"

"Honestly, I don't know for sure. It may have something to do with the 'Legacy of Negativity'."

Leonardo almost held his head in his hands, some things couldn't be concealed, and he couldn't help but suspect that he had aroused suspicion. If so, Rudolph's fate is already in jeopardy.

How to act?

Leonardo's anger at his own immaturity has not changed even after all these years. But there is no time to think now, time waits for no one.

Rudolf pondered his fate in the blindfolded space.

When he entered Pingxian Mountain, he saw a group of strange men in black surrounding him. These people said they would wait for Rudolph's escort and led Rudolph alone.

Rudolf knew this was their pacifist way, so he asked his escort to wait for him. Even if an accident occurs, it is safer to do so.

Rudolf was handcuffed to suppress his magic, then blindfolded and taken away. In the darkness, he felt himself descending several stairs.

Afterwards, he seemed to be walking down a long corridor. He heard nothing but the sound of shoes hitting stone.

Suddenly, the voice suddenly changed. He felt that he had arrived in a large space, and then the blindfold was lifted.

He realized it was a dark place, but was still surprised to find a spacious wooden interior. He turned around and found that the man in black had disappeared, and there was only a wooden wall in front of him.

How did he get here? Could the sound of footsteps just now be an auditory hallucination? Questions kept swirling in his mind, and he tentatively speculated that it might have something to do with magic.

"Hey, sit down."

Rudolf was startled by the sudden sound and turned around immediately. Deep in the room, there was a man sitting on a large chair with his back to him, and in front of Rudolf there was a wooden chair.

This was strange, there should have been nothing there when he first saw it.

"What's wrong? Sit down quickly."

Rudolph felt enlightened again. Before he heard his words, Rudolf was seated in his chair. He couldn't even remember when he sat down.

Rudolf swallowed: "This is the 'pacifist'..."

"You should know the reason for coming here, right?" Facing Rudolph was the voice of the little boy. For some reason, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Ah, there's no need to be nervous." Although the voice was gentle, an alarm still sounded in his head. what is it then? Although innocent, it feels like a hand is around your throat, or heart.

"But don't lie." The child's voice continued carefreely. "To me, lies are a very annoying thing. Hating is not an exaggeration to describe it."

The voice was both innocent and slightly unpleasant, with a hint of anger in it.

"That said, what I'm trying to say is that my actions will depend on your answer."

Rudolf felt a chill run down his spine.

"Although there is no need to be nervous, please be cautious in your answers."

Rudolf understood intuitively. If he lies on this occasion, his life will be in danger.

"Okay, I think you have understood that the question is about the 'legacy' people you have helped."

Rudolf anticipated the question, but tried not to show any emotion. Although he didn't turn his head, there was no evidence that this was true. Blocked by the handcuffs, he was unable to use his magic powers to see through magic.

In an instant, Rudolph was thinking rapidly: Lies are often discovered, and telling the truth is also dangerous. So, don't lie, use leading words to change the subject.

"Don't waste your energy. I don't like that kind of thing either."

Rudolph was about to speak, but was surprised. They accurately anticipated his attention points before taking action. In other words, they peeked into his thinking.