Devil two hundred and five

I stood on the walkway, the marble canopy keeping the rain off my head.The cold current from the north of Mélières in the past few days finally arrived at Bauhinia, causing the first heavy rain in early spring, which lasted for several days.Although it was still in the afternoon, the gray sky seemed to be approaching night. The nearby trees and the newly bloomed winter jasmine were swayed by the wind, like a madman singing against the storm.

I thought of Minato.

The thunder boomed, and then the surging rain drowned out the sound of this point.I feel like my heart is like this rain, falling and falling in the endless void.

There has been no news from Minato for nearly half a month.Helen didn't break her promise, she helped me with divination as soon as she came back, but the result of the divination was very disappointing. The crystal ball just showed Minato's figure, and the crystal ball shattered in an instant.

Helen was taken aback, and finally she admitted that this was the pinnacle of her divination. She desperately recalled the scene she saw in the crystal ball for a long time, and finally gave me a clue: "Wings... I seem to see Minato It has snow-white wings on its back."

... This clue is the same as it is not given.

We must know that in the ultimate form of the combination of the brave man and the holy angel sword, there is the characteristic of the wings of light.

Standing with me in the aisle, dejected, was Percy.He had just been brutally rejected by Helen.The obvious reason was that Helen didn't think it was suitable.In private... Helen complained to me not long ago that Percy's CP popularity is higher than Minato's. After all, compared to the brave, Percy is obviously more down-to-earth and approachable.

So... once he gets married...

It's not that you can't get married, but if the person you marry is Helen, the big hand who promotes Posey ALL, Helen has no doubt that she will be kicked out by the corrupt women circle.

and.

"Can you imagine?" Helen complained to me with a dark face, as if the memory of my dad had become a black history of her life, "Persy and I held each other's hands, 'Oh, honey, I Miss you'……"

I shook off the goose bumps on my body: "...Don't report to the office at random, hey!"

All in all, Percy and I stood facing each other in silence, and the rain fell, splashing flowers on the ground.

The footsteps of a group of people sounded, and there was probably only His Majesty the King who had this battle.He had just recovered from a serious illness recently, and his walking sound was a bit vain.Percy froze for a moment, then immediately took half a step back, bending over to pay tribute.

The king made a gesture of retreat to the crowd, and Percy and the servants went to the end of the aisle to guard the door for us.I turned around, and in normal times, I would probably complain about his battles, but now, I really don't have the strength.

His Majesty the King chose an opening sentence at random. He touched the amethyst ring on his hand, which symbolized power: "Francis, how is your injury?"

"It's almost there." I said vaguely, in fact, it's already healed. I'm the devil king, and only a brave man can compare with me in terms of resilience.

The king must have heard my subtext, and then he said: "...I got some news, it seems to be related to Minato..."

"where is he?"

The king paused for a moment, his eyes were examining my state and whether I could accept what he said later, but I was very annoyed and didn't bother to put on a show with him at all.After a while, the king finally spoke: "Odin Kuroyu found the devil's sickle, and he has the ambition to replace the devil."

"Who is this person?" I showed a dazed look, and... where did His Majesty the King get this messy news?

His Majesty the King was stuck by me for a moment, he reminded me: "The eldest son of the Kuroba family."

Oh, it's that unlucky guy who was beaten up by the brave man, that... white crow?

I struggled to pull this person out of my memory. I can't blame me. If you have tens of thousands of years of memory, most of the insignificant things won't be in your mind: "What's wrong with him?"

His Majesty pulled out a letter from his sleeve. It had already been opened once, and the wax seal on it was engraved with a circular pattern of two intersecting feathers.

The brave is in my hands.

If you want him to live, come to the Temple of Demons by yourself.

— Odin Kuroba.

Liar hello!

This kind of slag minato can be beaten ten by one, okay?Even if there is a sickle...do I not know what the sickle is for!

With a wave of my hand, I burned the letter.

Seeing my actions, His Majesty the King finally raised his eyebrows: "If I were you, I would go. After all..."

The King added slowly, "You'd never give up if you could, would you?"

...he was right.

I sighed, thinking that Minato might be caught by that kind of trash, I couldn't help but worry. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, but what if there is an accident?

What kind of accident would lead to such a situation?

When I think of this, I can't help but worry.

The king suddenly grabbed my hand, and I raised my eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Give me a suggestion. If possible, it's best to hide the news that your injury has healed." The king blinked, "I will never cheat you on major matters."

You mean, the things you cheated on me before are not big things?

I couldn't help but squint at the king out of the corner of my eye, and finally gave up - I've never won against this guy in any non-armed contest.I sighed and took a step forward. The scene around me changed instantly. The icy rain, the mountains as deep as the night and as sharp as the tip of a sword, this is the Mountain of Exile.

I stretched out my hand and pulled a person out of the shadow. The person shook and then fell to the ground in a panic.I couldn't help but commented: "It's really ugly, crow."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The crow struggled on the ground for a while, a large amount of blood splashed out from his wound, fell on the black ground, and was quickly diluted, "...I'm sorry."

When he said that, I couldn't hold back my face. I took out a healing scroll from my pocket, tore it open, and treated him. In the process, I opened the pupil of the devil and easily traced back to the reason.

……

"You're crazy, brother!" The crow stared at the white crow, as if looking at a madman.

White Crow pressed the handle of the sickle with his left hand, and with a little force, the blade opened a bigger wound, and blood gushed out. With his right hand, White Crow smeared a little blood on his own lips, which made him, who was too pale, Looks like it's finally gaining some popularity.

"It's the entire Heiyu family that's gone crazy." He sneered, "Is slavishness carved into your bones? You don't understand the victory I'm after..."

"Of course, I don't need you to understand."

After the white crow finished speaking, he drew out his sickle and looked down at the crow condescendingly: "You just hold on to your outmoded conservative ideas, and die of regret." After he finished speaking, he locked the crow in the shadow... It seems that he The goal is to leave the crow alone, bleeding and dying alone.

……

I sighed and gave up and continued backtracking without finding the shadow of Minato.White Crow, a Secondary School guy, how should I put it... Doesn't match everyone's style of painting!

Thinking about it this way, the crow instantly seemed much more pleasing to the eye.After all, if the person in charge of this position is White Crow's secondary school student... just thinking about it would give me a splitting headache.

I reached out and tapped the crow's forehead.The Demon King doesn't have the ability to heal, but I can give part of my power to my subordinates... Although it's not much, at least it can improve the crow's ability to be similar to that of the white crow.

Why not an overwhelming advantage?

Because that would not be fun.

I thought coldly—or, this is the nature of the devil—whether it is power or the great cause of destroying the world, it is not as important as being interesting.The more balanced the battle between the white crow who resists the ancient tradition and the crow who is loyal to me, the more exciting the battle will be.

"Let's go." I beckoned to the crow and took the lead to walk towards the Temple of Demons.

In any case, I'll just follow the moves made by the white crow—it's best not to disappoint me, don't make me bored, I'm not a good talker when I can't see Minato.