Your Majesty the Demon King, no way!

Because of being disgusted by His Majesty the Demon King, subordinate A was quickly sent out of the room.

The follow-up will naturally be taken over by Airi.

When Airi rushed over, it happened to be General Alan coming out, and the two met face to face.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but Airi always feels that General Alan's mental state doesn't seem to be very good recently, and there is a deep sense of fatigue in his eyes.

Even the reaction when greeting him was half a beat slow.

Maybe it's because of the recent visit from the Angel Clan. After all, General Ailan has always had some repulsion towards these foreigners.

Thinking of this, Airi pushed open the door of His Majesty's room.

The first thing that caught my eye was a giant painting.

In the painting, a female angel wearing a wreath is floating in the air, her slender limbs are looming under the white gauze skirt, and countless human beings are looking up at her piously and cheering for her.

Airi subconsciously took a few steps forward, just to take a closer look at the beautiful angel in the painting.

"Eri."

Until His Majesty the Demon King called him softly.

"Your Majesty!" Airi finally recovered.

A trace of tenderness flashed in the devil's red eyes: "Do you like this painting very much?"

Airi thought for a while, and instead of directly answering the other party's question, she replied, "A very beautiful angel. Does this painting have a name?"

The Demon King pointed to a corner of the painting, and saw that it read: "Guardian Angel Asari".

"This is a painting sent by Midalen."

"I see." Airi said, "Your Majesty must like this painting very much, right?"

It is deliberately placed in such a conspicuous position.

The devil smiled: "I dare to take it out and hang it up after Ailan leaves."

Airi seemed troubled and said, "But what should we do tomorrow?"

After all, General Alan came here almost every day.

The devil replied faintly: "Pick it off again."

Airi: "...Okay, okay."

The evenings have always been very pleasant lately.

His Majesty the Demon King would read books with Airi in his spare time.

The child and mother lamps of the Jialan Lantern shone in the darkness, illuminating the pages in front of them.

Airi enjoyed such a quiet reading atmosphere.

In the past, he worked hard all the way and was busy, but now that he has traveled through time and became a deputy housekeeper, his mentality gradually began to change.

He still remembered that when he walked into the hall wearing the great cloak thrown by His Majesty, he was determined to become the best steward in the palace in the face of the old butler's yearning.

But now that he had Lu Ye, he suddenly felt that it would be good to be a deputy housekeeper.

So, mentality really does change.

Lu Ye's room was very warm, wrapped in a blanket in love, leaning against him, and gradually closed his eyes.

This little day lasted for several days.

One night, His Majesty the Demon King left the palace with love again.

Their destination is the underground magic arena in the capital Mandala.

Airi still remembered that they came here once on New Year's Eve, when Lu Ye sponsored a boy named Modo.

Today's Magic Arena is still noisy.

The demons are having a carnival here, venting their tiredness and unhappiness of the day, but they are especially excited at this moment.

Because today happened to be the final of the Spring Competition.

And the protagonist of the final is the teenager Modo, whom Lu Ye once sponsored.

Different from the tense and gloomy days of the day, today's Modo has experienced countless battles, big and small, and has grown into the hottest mad fighter in the Magic Arena.

His gaze was exceptionally firm and keen.

Airi naturally noticed the strong change in Modo.

The devil said: "Alvin taught him well."

However, Airi never understood why Lu Ye wanted to subsidize the other party on purpose, was it to help the poor?

Thinking of this, he directly asked his confusion.

The devil looked calm, and replied lightly: "Be prepared for it."

Airi was about to ask something when suddenly a wine glass appeared in front of her eyes.

Looking along the knuckle fingers, the one who handed over the wine glass turned out to be Archangel Midalen.

"Master Medalon?" Airi was quite frightened.

Middalen himself was much calmer, and he specifically turned to His Majesty the Demon King and said, "Your Majesty, I will pass the wine to Airi first, you probably don't mind."

His Majesty the Demon King was noncommittal, but it was not difficult to see from his expression that of course he didn't mind.

Because Ai Li is not his subordinate, but his lover.

"Why do you have time to come here?" The devil took the wine glass from the other party.

Middalen found a seat beside him and sat down: "Of course I came to watch the excitement of the Mandala Underground Demon Arena—and I heard that today happens to be the final of the Spring Overlord."

His attitude was too elegant and calm, as if he was not in a noisy arena, but a bar with a detached style.

"good."

"Has Your Majesty made a bet?" He planned to bet with His Majesty the Demon King.

"Modo." The devil's answer was concise and to the point.

Midalene immediately called the waiter and placed a bet.

The sound of chips croaking filled Airi's eardrums. Airi didn't know much about Modo's strength, but he believed in Lu Ye's vision.

Amidst the cheers of the audience, the most important battle of Modo finally kicked off.

Just like Modo's previous fighting style, he was never in a hurry to take the initiative to attack, and he was often able to defeat the enemy with a single strike when he was almost sure.

Because of his agility and dexterity, he is best at this kind of fighting.

But now, due to Alvin's intentional training and guidance, Modo's strength is no longer the same.

He is indeed a fighting genius.Some people have all their strength, but they can't beat anyone, and Modo is obviously not such a person.

The battle ended hastily almost without any suspense.

Modo's opponent was the overlord of the previous quarter, so he naturally looked like he was bound to win this quarter's seat.

Unfortunately, he far underestimated Modo's growth these days.

When the host excitedly raised one of Modo's arms and announced who the winner of this season's overlord is, Modo's expression was terrifyingly calm.

"He's such an unusually calm and terrifying guy. The future generation of the Demon Race really shouldn't be underestimated." Midalene couldn't help but be surprised by Modo's crushing level strength, but he got up immediately and applauded Modo's victory .

Although it is inconvenient for Airi to answer and comment, this does not prevent him from applauding Modo to congratulate him.

"Your Majesty, after seeing this battle, I am determined to invest in the Demon Arena." Middalen said again suddenly.

His Majesty the Demon King glanced at him, and asked coldly, "Archangel invests in Demon Arena?"

Midalene smiled "embarrassed": "Archangel also needs to survive, why not make money if you have money?"

"The Demon Arena is the economic lifeline of the capital Mandala." The Demon King said seriously.

"Of course I know. Because of this, I want to invest even more." Midalene's attitude is very firm.

Let the interests of the angel race and the demon race intertwine with each other...

In the early morning of the next day, while His Majesty was taking a bath, Airi was the first to read that day's "Majie Morning Post"——

"His Majesty's Lover's Identity Revealed! "is impressively listed on the headlines.

Airi: "..."

Hastily zooming in on the newspaper, and reading several lines in a row, Airi finally panicked.

It was really him that was written on it!

The news almost stripped him of his background, and the operation of the "Majie Morning Post" made Ai Li anxious.

Why was it suddenly exposed?Was it recognized last night? !

Just when Airi was extremely anxious, there was a knock on the door suddenly.Airi ran to open the door in a hurry, but saw that it was General Alan.

It has been a long time since General Alan came here in the morning. If he hadn't heard about Solo's high-profile drills in the territory this time, he would not have come so early to disturb His Majesty so easily.

Airi was in a hurry and didn't think carefully, so he directly invited General Ailan in.

As a result, Ailan saw the "Guardian Angel Azalea" hanging on the wall head-on.

"Airi, what's that?" Alan asked, pointing to the painting.

Airi recalled what Lu Ye said last night, and said bluntly, "Oh...that's a painting."

Alan: "..."

"Where did I come from?" Alan asked again patiently.

Airi was debating whether to tell the truth, when the bathroom door opened.

Wearing a dark bathrobe, His Majesty the Demon King slowly walked out of the rising mist.

"It was sent by Midarren before he left. Is there any problem?"

The author has something to say:

I worked so hard this weekend!I've already kicked out a week's worth of manuscripts, let me have my hands on my hips for a while.It may be added next week, and then we will see which day the arrangement ends.Ask for praise! =v=Love you guys!