Who made you not earnestly create the world!

Because it was the eve of the Demon Festival, the entire Pandaymaninan was very lively, except that there were special demons walking on the street, each with its own unique appearance, so it was not very different from the night market in the human world.

And in a certain tavern in Pandimenan, the blond boy was sitting quietly at the table wearing a cloak, sipping the light blue wine in the glass, the big hood covered his appearance and With long golden hair, he was able to sit peacefully.

The tavern is not big, but it is already full. The most peculiar thing is that nine out of ten people sitting here drinking and smiling are fallen angels.

Two-winged, four-winged, six-winged, and even a single-winged one due to severe injuries. If it weren't for the wrong color of the angels' wings, this scene would have returned to the heaven.

The fallen angels who were reserved and fierce outside seemed to have all relaxed when they arrived here. The arcs of the corners of their mouths were raised higher or lower, and some lively ones even used their wings to fight with each other. The higher-ranking fallen angel came down with a fist and then calmed down aggrievedly.

Beelzebub, who brought the blond boy here, was pulled aside by the familiar fallen angel to speak shortly after he came in. Beelzebub could only plead guilty to the blond boy in a low voice, and then hastily ordered the blond boy. After a glass of wine, he went to deal with his old friends, and the fallen angels were not restrained and respectful because of Beelzebub's status, but chatted and laughed just like before.

After finally coping with the fallen angels, Beelzebub sat down opposite the blond boy with a glass of wine. He smiled and said, "The glass of wine you are drinking now is Baird's most proud sign. I don't know if you Are you used to drinking?"

Beelzebub was not worried that other creatures would hear their conversation. Although they were sitting in an open space, the table they were sitting on had a sound-proof barrier. As long as the sound wasn't too loud, the other tables would The creatures couldn't hear what they said.

"Not bad." The blond boy nodded.

The light blue liquid is almost the same color as the eyes of the blond boy, and compared with other wines in the demon world, the alcohol content of this glass of wine is very low, and the taste is clear and slightly sweet.

—Although the celestial beings hardly drink alcohol.

Half of the liquid in the glass had gone, Beelzebub's cheeks turned red uncontrollably, he smiled and began to chatter: "Of all the fallen angels, Baird has the best wine making and bartending skills, he hasn't When I fell into the sky, I started to like wine, but the angels in the heavens didn’t like to drink, and Baird rarely did this. When I arrived in the demon world, the fallen angels started to like drinking, but the wine in the demon world was too strong. According to everyone's appetite, Baird opened this tavern, firstly, to satisfy his hobbies, and secondly—"

Beelzebub smiled slightly, "In the Demon Realm, we all hope for a place to relax."

"Samael, Mammon and I are all regular visitors here."

As soon as the words were finished, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a figure without wings walked in. In an instant, the whole tavern fell silent.

The fallen angels, who were originally leisurely, became vigilant, and the relaxed atmosphere became tense and depressing. Some fallen angels even put their hands on the hilts of the swords around their waists.

The blond boy glanced lightly at the figure at the door, and asked Beelzebub, "Is Beria a regular visitor here?"

Beelzebub choked, and smiled reluctantly: "No, it's the first time I've seen Belia come here." According to the fallen angels' favorability towards Beria's negative value, Beria will come What the hell!

He threw Samuel out as a cover, how did this guy find him? !

Beria, who came alone, locked his eyes on the blond boy who was completely covered up when he came in. His eyes lit up, and he immediately stepped forward, but he didn't do anything else wisely, only looked towards Bessie. Next to Bu, the blond boy sat diagonally across from him, and said with a smile, "Father God, Beria has found you. How are you doing during your time in the Demon Realm?"

The blond boy took another sip of his wine, then nodded with a cold expression.

Beria didn't care about the blond boy's indifference at all, and said meekly and humbly: "Since the separation of the world, Beria has been following your footsteps..."

Raising his hand to signal him to shut up, the blond boy rubbed his forehead, and the wine in his hand suddenly tasted bad.

It was the first time I saw Beelia's docile and well-behaved Beelzebub with a broken expression on his face, and almost dropped the wine glass in his hand.

Seeing that the blond boy really didn't want to listen to what he said from the bottom of his heart, Beria smiled innocently, but after a while he couldn't help but said: "If Father God is interested in wine, Beria has a few bottles of good wine in his collection... "

Beelzebub laughed angrily. He put the wine glass away, and looked at his colleague who was sitting next to him pretending to be obedient with a smirk: "Beria, do you really think I'm dead?"

Belia glanced lightly at the fallen angel beside him, and continued to say to the blond boy with a smile, "I've also drank the wine of the fallen angels. It tastes soft and sweet, but it doesn't have the characteristics of the devil world. It's rare for Father God to come here once." Demon Realm, I wonder if you would like to taste the real wine from the Demon Realm?"

Hearing this, the blond boy raised his eyebrows a little moved.

Beelzebub naturally noticed it, and with cold eyes, he began to glance at Beria's neck, and began to recall which spell had the least movement to kill demons.

Belia faced Beelzebub's piercing eyes, smiled and continued to say softly: "Beria has a small residence in Pandayaninan. Although it is very simple and small, there is a servant in the house who happens to be able to For a special recipe from the Demon Realm, when Beria was in the Mortal Realm, he always regretted that he was too clumsy to make the taste for the Father God to taste. I wonder if the Father God can give Beria a chance to invite you to taste it?"

Beelzebub has already begun to smile, but his fists are clenched under the table. If he is not in front of the blond boy, he is very happy to show the whole demon world a scene where the devil beats the devil violently. The number one conversation piece for millennia.

But before the blond boy could reply, the door of the tavern was pushed open vigorously and made a loud noise, the tense atmosphere in the tavern stagnated, and all the creatures in the tavern looked towards the door——

The young man who pushed the door violently was slender and enchanting. He locked Beelzebub and Beria at the table at a glance, and even sneered when he saw the figure who was at the same table with them and his face was completely covered by a cloak and hood. With a cry, he walked over aggressively.

The fallen angels in the tavern looked at each other. Although the young man looked unfamiliar, they still recognized that he was the son of their king who had finally reached adulthood—another demon king, Mammon.

After struggling on the spot for a while, they agreed to stay and continue watching the play with their ears pricked up.

——Although there is a risk of being settled by Qiuhou, and I still can't hear what they said, but I missed the excitement of the demon kings, and maybe I will never see it again in this life.

Mamen sat down next to the blond boy, and said with a smirk, "Well, you Beria, you tricked me into Beelzebub's house and came here by yourself, you've got a good plan!"

Beria smiled and said, "What is your Majesty Mammon talking about? I just said that His Majesty Samael stayed at His Majesty Beelzebub's mansion last night. I——I didn't lie to you."

As soon as Mamen slapped the table, her eyebrows were almost raised, "Stop pretending to me! Do you think it's the first day I know you?"

Beelzebub said coolly, "Isn't it?"

"You are not a good person either!" Mammon gave Beelzebub a sideways look, and sneered, "You pretended to be ignorant, and you didn't care about it before, but now you have met and you are desperately hiding it from us, don't you dare to let us know? ?”

Beelzebub coughed dryly and said, "It depends on the will of God the Father, doesn't it?"

Mamen glanced at the blond boy with a cold face who seemed to be indifferent to the farce in front of him. He endured the sourness in his heart and sneered: "It's the greatest wish not to see me." Then he continued to talk to Beria and Beelzebub. Spray each other.

Seeing the fallen angels in the room full of expressions of "I'll just secretly watch the excitement", the three demon kings around me made more and more noise. The blond boy raised his forehead, thinking that I just came out to be lazy and take a vacation. so tough?Hmm... It's been a long time since I saw Lucy, and we're all in Pandaymanianan, why don't we meet Lucy before leaving?

Mamen sprayed each other's face one by one, and when he turned around, he saw the blond boy next to him wandering too far away, and couldn't help but get even more angry. He grabbed the blond boy's sleeve, and his face, which was flushed with emotion, became even more charming. Se: "Say, who are you going to after drinking?!"

The blond boy who was thinking about something blurted out: "Lu Xi."

Beria:?

Beelzebub: ? ?

Mammon: ...You really didn't listen to me!

Mamen was almost furious like a puffer fish, and was angry and wronged, but before Mamen could speak out, he heard a voice that he was very familiar with and never expected to appear here:

"Did someone call me just now?"

The dark figure walked into the tavern, and the amethyst-colored eyes swept across the audience. After a moment of silence, the fallen angels in the tavern saluted as if they had just woken up from a dream. They shouted respectfully and pleasantly:

"Your Majesty Lucifer."

Lucifer looked at the blond boy, he paused, then walked over slowly.

Like other demon kings, even though the blond boy's whole body was covered so tightly that not a single hair was exposed, his instinct was still screaming to tell him who it was.He thought that he should be emotional when he met him, but he didn't expect that after seeing him, his mood was unexpectedly calm.

Beria, Beelzebub, and Mammon stood up, and Lucifer raised his hand to signal that they didn't need to salute, then he sat opposite the blond boy, and glanced at the wine glass in front of the blond boy, "Baird's wine? This is the first time I saw you drinking, do you have the habit of drinking?"

"Not bad." The blond boy commented with a nod, his snow-blue eyes reflected Lucifer's figure, but he was still as indifferent as usual.

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