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A group of 13 people set off from the human race according to the agreed time, and the guards along the way were instructed not to stop them.Adair was at the front of the team as the team leader, his eyes had been scattered all the time, and he kept a clear distinction between public and private, and he didn't glance at him from time to time.

When they arrived at the house where the Lord lived, a demon came out as a guide.

"The commander-in-chief will only receive one person, and the rest of the reporters will be received by three lieutenants. Please come up to draw the ball according to the name you read."

The guide took out the bag and read the names one by one.

The reporters finished smoking in an orderly manner.When it was his turn, he was surprised to find that he was the one who was alone!Everyone is divided into groups, only he needs to be alone.

The team leader Xiao gave him a complicated look, but didn't speak.And others cannot use objections.Even if he knew he was in danger, he could only face it alone.

Adair is not worried at all, he believes that his president can solve it.

"Come with me." The guide pointed the direction to the other three groups and asked him to follow the guide.

He followed the guide carefully to the demon barracks where a large number of soldiers were stationed, with a nervous but excited expression on his face, an innocent and upright look.He walked with his head down, and the peripheral vision in the corner of his eyes was able to capture the layout of the surroundings, and quickly calculated the deployment of the entire camp based on this.

The demon guards thought he was afraid, so they didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, they found it cute and novel.

"Here we are." The guide led him to the central room and opened the door. "You go in and wait for a while."

He walked in, and the guide closed the door.There was no one in the room, and the first thing that caught the eye was a large nanmu bed with gold borders, followed by a rectangular black wood desk, on which there were piles of maps and draft paper full of words.

This can easily identify a master bedroom.Vichy didn't know what the master's psychology was, so he pointed out one person's name, took him to the bedroom for an interview, and piled up important papers on the table at will.Could it be that you want to have a fight with him?

Well, it's better not to have this one, since there's no way he can get away without causing a commotion in this place.

But now the document is of course not read for nothing!He walked to the table, glanced at the location of the paper and memorized it in his heart, and then quickly flipped through it.The defense map of the demons in this city, the list of generals, his own portrait...

Wait, what the hell is his own portrait!Nuo Ning only provided the list of visiting reporters. Could it be that the chief general also got the appearance of the reporters, planning to wait for an opportunity to retaliate in the future?Thinking this way, he put a group of journalists on the protection list.

I don't know if he was watching too intently, or if the visitor's footsteps were too light.When he reacted, a male voice sounded behind him: "What are you looking for? Huh?"

He turned around hastily, waving his hands in a big way the moment he turned around, messing up the papers that had been arranged on the table behind him in the same position, and he couldn't let the visitors see that he had arranged them on purpose.

"what……"

He turned around and pretended to be speechless when he saw the visitor, but there was no need to pretend anymore, he was really surprised when he saw the visitor's face.That silver mask, that black windbreaker, that red eyes.He will never forget this name for the rest of his life, Demon Lord Lester!

As a devil king, he would appear in this place, what would he think!The devil magic circle was done by the devil himself, what can he say!Is it really a matter of bowing down and dying?

The two looked at each other for a long time, and he felt that he should say something, so he stammered: "I just...just..."

"Just what?" Lester asked bluntly, "I just came to peek at the files and I found out?"

"Do not……"

"Since you've all seen the same thing, what do you want to compensate?" Lester didn't listen to his words, but instead asked evilly.

Make up for your sister.He slandered, swallowed obviously, clenched his five fingers into fists and took a deep breath.He wanted Lester to see the paradoxical effects of his uneasiness and his composure.He said slowly, "I'm a reporter from Guangming Daily, and I'm here for an interview today."

"You mean the compensation can be done after the interview, that's okay." Lester obviously misinterpreted his meaning, sat down, and motioned him to sit across from him. "You can start the interview."

The meaning was distorted, but the beginning was good, so he sat across from Lester.He took out the prepared manuscript from his bag, and read one by one to the paper: "What is your name?"

"No comment."

Uh... It was obvious that the first question made him ugly, so he lowered his eyes and asked the second question: "What is your age?"

"302, weight 130, height 180." Lester answered a bunch of things he didn't need, and finally asked: "Do you need to know the measurements?"

"No need." He resolutely eliminated the bad signs, even if there was a little bit of it, he didn't need it.He formally asked the next question: "What do you think about this battle?"

"It can be over in a week."

"How do you think it will end?"

"Our army won, and the northwest defense line of the human race retreated to the second capital."

Where does he have the courage to think so!He couldn't complain, but he didn't think Lester was lying.If the magic circle can be implemented successfully, Lester's words are by no means nonsense.If the circle is used as a defense for the territory of the human race, once a long piece is cut, and the center has no time to send people to replenish it, the consequences must be very dire.What the human race will lose afterwards will not be just a point in the northwest corner, but will shrink the outermost circle, reintegrating the sideline humans into a smaller circle.

"Why do you think so?"

"On my own."

He wrote two small words of narcissism on the paper in words only he understood, and continued to ask: "Do you think it is possible for the human race and the demon race to reconcile?" How deep is his obsession, and whether he can reach a longer-term peace in the long-term future through the efforts of both parties.

Lester's eyes flickered for a moment, which almost made him see the possibility of peace.Lester said: "It depends on what price the human race is willing to pay."

"What do you think?"

"If the princess of the human race can come to our clan to get married, there may be a possibility of peace in the two terms."

Most things can be exchanged for benefits, it just depends on whether the chips are big enough.And the only remaining blood of the royal family cannot be exchanged for items of benefit.It was too expensive, and he couldn't afford it.He retorted gently according to his status: "You know, this is an unacceptable condition for the human world."

"If she really marries me, I don't like it. I'm not interested in growing up as an adult." Lester smiled contemptuously. The princess is a trouble for him, whether it's his own or someone else's.

"Ugh?"

This tone is wrong, Lester indirectly betrayed his own identity.When Vichy was about to suspect his motives, he saw Lester got up and walked towards him, pressing his left shoulder with one hand swiftly and forcefully, without checking for a moment, he was pushed back against the back of the chair.Lester was so close to him that he could almost guess what was going to happen next.

"I like you more." Lester smiled frivolously, "You should be compensated for reading my profile, right?"

. ... This development is too fast for him to accept.

He knows what R-rated drama is below.But he couldn't move now, he couldn't unsheath his sword and bury human bones as usual.He wasn't sure if beating someone up on someone else's turf would wipe out the press corps.He turned his face away, swallowed his anger and said: "Master Commander, please let me go."

"What if I don't let go?"

It's not that Vichy has encountered such a situation. In the work rules taught by Lilith, there are only two options.If you win the fight, beat him up.If you can't win, lie down obediently, flirt with him, and kill him with one blow while he's not paying attention.It doesn't matter if you can't kill him, anyway, he won't kill you for a while, so you just wait for the opportunity to kill him again.Lilith's method is so simple and rude.But that doesn't apply to Leicester, he can't do it.

So he could only smile aggrievedly: "I can only follow your wish."

"what."

Lester put the weight on top of him, and the wooden chair tipped back because of the unstable center of gravity, and the chair fell to the ground with a thud.He dodges to the left, and now Lester pins him to the cold floor.Lester turned his face away, forcing him to look directly at him: "How far can you sacrifice for the human race?"

"I……"

He wanted to answer but was at a loss for words.He shuffled the paper just now, and now he can see a piece of paper diagonally above his frontal field of vision.A piece of paper with a formation pattern drawn on it.He couldn't read the words on the left side of the drawing, part of which was blocked by Lester.

Seeing that he hadn't answered for a long time, Lester reminded, "You don't want to?"

"I am willing."

He almost gritted his teeth but answered simply.As long as Lester could bend down, he could see clearly what was written on the paper.Besides, even if he didn't want to, Lester would not let him go.Is there a difference between the two answers?

Lester's face slowly moved closer to his.To be honest, even though he was wearing a half-mask, he could still guess that Leicester was very handsome, the one that most girls liked, and the ones posted might be from East Street to West Street.He doesn't seem too bad.More and more places were exposed on the paper, and he could clearly see the address written on it. He recited it silently in his mind several times, and after confirming that he could remember it, he realized that Lester's face was very close to him. .

Although he was well prepared, when he really got close, his mood fluctuated violently.The color in the pupils also spread out due to tension.Lestat almost kissed him.

Almost, just almost.

Lester let him go, and his gentle tone surprised him: "You don't want to, just leave."

What kind of trouble!Ten thousand muddy horses galloped past his heart, and he didn't know when His Highness the Demon King became gentle and considerate.If you want to be really gentle and considerate, don't cause trouble for Nuoning.

Lester got up, without taking another step.He glanced at Lester and left obediently.He didn't know what Lester meant, was he suddenly lost interest or thought they could meet again in the future?

Hopefully not the latter, he thought.