The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Of course, Theros was not an enemy of Ansair for no reason.

Before the iris flower flag of different colors fluttered over the city of Suberbian, Seros just sat on his frosted throne, calmly watching the endless wars in the Eastern Territory.

[Wait another 30 years, Your Majesty. 】

The loyal Prime Minister Naberis bowed to him, but couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

[Wait for another 30 years, whether it is supplies or people's hearts, the Eastern Territory will be exhausted, and then it will be our chance! 】

Chance?That's right, this is the opportunity the Asmodeus family has been waiting for.

The swan family crest shines behind the throne, the black swan flying from the ice field, the red pupils burning with the ambition of the ice field fire.After the fall of the demon god, his crown was divided into three parts and fell on the land of the demon world, so the demon world was ruled by three demon kings, forming a stable triangular structure, but maybe every demon king thought about one thing——

Collect all the crowns and ascend to the throne!

However, the Asmodeus family, as a family of demon kings, also has ancestral precepts——

Unless the other two kings are completely weakened, the family should prioritize the stability of the Demon Realm.

At that time, the eastern region was full of wars, and the lords of the southern region had just supported Levi, who was once a demon lord, to take the throne.The demon king with dark blue eyes sat on the throne for a few seconds. Behind him was the stationary gear of fate, which was the phantom of the demon king from the Asmodeus family in the past.

soon... soon...

The ambition of the Asmodeus family...

however.

"Click."

He seemed to hear the light sound of gears, and the huge and lonely world began to rotate.On the demon king's road that could be seen at the end, a flag of a different color suddenly flew up. The irises were in full bloom on the flag, and the flag belonged to Ansair.

Under the red iris banner, the white-haired demon king issued a provocative invitation to him.

[You and me, one-on-one. 】

【Dare? 】

***

It was that competition.

Ansair grabbed his horn and put on an attitude of denial.

Theros secretly cast his gaze in the direction of Ansair, and found that the other party was just focusing on the document, oblivious to his gaze.

It has been 250 years, no matter how busy the construction of Suberbian City is, this matter should be on the agenda, right?

But Ansair did not, not even now, still, attentively, process, the file.

Theros: "..."

Ansair was oblivious to all this, he didn't go back that day, and stayed in the big tent to work.

It was not the first day when he came here and needed to settle down and rest. Ansair had already fully devoted himself to the work of the Seventh Abyss Front at this time.He read the battle reports one by one in the big tent. From time to time, generals or soldiers of different ranks were summoned to state the battle situation they had seen and heard with their own eyes in front of the Demon King.

But Ansair was in a good mood because someone was still working with him.Of course that person was not Levi. Levi, who was greedy for pleasure, ran away a long time ago, and now he may be sleeping on the lap of some passionate demon, showing off his majesty as a demon king.

Ansair wanted to read a battle report, but that battle report was pressed by someone's elbow, so he stretched out his hand to grab it——

Of course it didn't move.

Ansair took a deep breath, and out of the corner of his eye he glanced at someone's gloomy face, as if it wasn't Theros himself who made the childish move of pressing his elbow on the document so he wouldn't show it to him.

He pulled it hard again, and the parchment was wrinkled.

Still didn't move.

Of course, he can speak directly and say that he wants to read this document. In the current situation, Seros will only show him a little eccentricity to make things difficult for him, but... how could Ansair let this bastard get what he wanted? ?

He pulled it out harder and harder, and the elbow pressed back harder and harder.The two sides exerted their strength to a certain extent, and Ansair pressed the corner of his mouth that was about to rise, and let go with a "swish".

Caught off guard, Theros rubbed the parchment under his elbow against another, making a slight grinding noise.The voice seemed extremely rude in the almost silent big tent.

Aha!

Ansair was happy.

It may be that the happy emotions hit the brain, and Ansair felt a little tired.He glanced at the time, he had been working continuously for a long time, and his efficiency was declining, it would be better to take a break, so he stood up.

"...I can't turn my head anymore, I'm going to have a drink."

The front of the seventh abyss has lasted for half a year, and the corresponding supporting facilities have gradually been completed. In addition to military institutions and temporary buildings, there are also some shops and bars here for the soldiers to relax.Of course, if you want to buy alcohol at a bar, you need to prove that you will not be working the next day.

Seiros hasn't recovered from what happened just now, but his tone is actually okay, but the sarcasm is still indispensable.

"You can't do it?"

Ansair was noncommittal to his ridicule.

"Continuous work is not a good thing. You have been a demon king for 1000 years, so you should understand this better than me." He raised his eyes slightly and casually invited, "Are you coming too?"

It doesn't matter if you don't come, just stay here by yourself.

Although it sounded insincere, at least it was an invitation, and it was an invitation from Ansair.Seros Molan's vertical pupils froze for a moment, he seemed to be a little unbelievable, and confirmed the general observation of Ansair's expression.Ansair was originally calm, but after waiting for three seconds, he turned his face.

"Forget it if you don't come."

He turned his head and left, and after a while, he heard a slight movement behind him.

For some reason, Ansair felt that he was in a better mood.When they came out of the big tent, the cauldron outside was still boiling rainwater. The guard demon immediately saluted respectfully, and Ansair casually raised his hand and called out.

Screams kept coming from the cauldron, and as soon as new rainwater was poured in, it would arouse a tragic scream.But Ansair had no mercy in his heart, as long as he thought that if these rainwater larvae were not found, they would emerge as enemies behind the front line, Ansair couldn't restrain the coldness in his heart.

Seros stood beside him, also looking at the pot, for a long while, he suddenly spoke.

"Do you ever feel..."

Ansair's heart trembled slightly, thinking that he was about to say something important.

"what?"

"...a bit fragrant."

"..."

Not to mention, the more it cooks, the more fragrant it becomes.Ansair had smelled this scent in the tent before, and thought it was the cafeteria about to start dinner, but it turned out that it was coming from this pot.

It was so fragrant that it reminded him of the cake that morning.

"Do you want to eat?" Ansair blinked, "Shall I get you a bowl?"

His Majesty the Demon King with dark blue eyes immediately looked at him like a patient.

At this moment, a young demon hurried over, holding a spoon and a bowl in his hand.

"An, Your Majesty Ansair! I just heard that you need a bowl? I found it for you!"

Even though he was the subordinate of the demon king Levi, the young demon still couldn't help being extra courteous in the face of a beautiful demon king like Ansair.He listened for a while, and hurried to fulfill His Majesty's request.

Ansair was stunned for a few seconds, but couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

Theros looked at him without a word, and then looked at the overly attentive young demon with some indifferent eyes.How could the young demon resist the coercion of the demon king, his hands and feet were numb from fright, but Ansair made a rescue.

"Don't embarrass the young people."

He waved to the young demon, and the young demon bowed and retreated as if he had received amnesty.Theros snorted from his nasal cavity, but he didn't stop it. Of course, he wouldn't drop his price to such a trivial matter as ordinary demons.

only……

The two continued to walk towards the tavern, and he saw Ansair's white hair reflecting the dim skylight.

Ansair seemed easy to be courted.

...For some reason, he started to feel a little unhappy.

More gracious treatment was yet to come. Seros sat expressionlessly behind the bar of the bar, watching the well-dressed Shadow Demon bartender carefully carve an ice hockey puck for Ansair.The hockey puck fell into the empty cup, the size was just right, and it spun around while refracting the colorful colors.

The Demon King was on his tour, and the small tavern was temporarily cleared for an hour.

"Good craftsmanship." Ansair praised with a smile, but when the bartender wanted to make him a special wine named after His Majesty the Demon King, he stopped the other party's move.

"Pomegranate juice is fine, but there is still work to be done."

Theros also made the same choice. The two demon kings are obviously very responsible and do not intend to enjoy themselves on the front line.

Maybe it's because the rest time is relaxing, maybe it's because the pomegranate juice is sour and sweet. At this moment, Ansair's attitude towards Theros is simply amiable.

"Look!" He showed Theros the cup and the puck inside, "Is it round?"

The demon king with dark blue eyes showed disgust.

Just a ball, and see how happy he is.

The Shadow Demon bartender behind the bar had a happy face, and being praised by such a beautiful Demon King was truly the pinnacle of his career.

"It's great if you like it!" He smiled brightly, and remembered that there was a devil next to him, so he couldn't be ignored, so he asked earnestly.

"Your Majesty Theros, shall I also carve an ice hockey puck for you?"

Theros: Huh.

Who wants your broken ball.

"Give him one too, it's poor..." Ansair was drinking pomegranate juice while laughing, when the chair beside him made a slight sound, he noticed Theros stood up, so he cast a questioning look.

"what are you doing?"

Theros directly lifted up the baffle of the bar and walked into the bar. The Shadow Demon bartender was so frightened by him that he quickly backed away to make room for him.He washed his hands slowly, put on special gloves, and picked up an ice cube in one hand and a carving knife in the other.

Accompanied by the sound of "chacha", ice shards splashed, and finally he opened his hand to Ansair, and in his hand was a crystal clear rose in full bloom.

Isn't this much better than a ball?

Ansair was surprised.

"I didn't expect you to do this."

"The frozen abyss where I rule is full of snow and ice."

When it comes to ice and snow carving skills, Seros is quite confident.

He even put the ice rose into the empty glass like a real bartender, then poured the red pomegranate juice, and finally pushed it to Ansair.As for the cup with the hockey puck in it, it's unnecessary.

After enjoying the luxurious treatment of the devil's bartending, Ansair was kind enough to hold up the cup containing the ice rose.

The two drank another glass of pomegranate juice peacefully without talking, and the atmosphere was good.Not intending to disturb the ordinary demon soldiers on the front for too long, after a short rest, the two demon kings left hand in hand as they had come.

The shadow demon bartender watched the two noble majesties leave, and regretted not saying a few more words to the demon king with beautiful white hair, but he should be content.He started cleaning the bar, only to find that a glass was missing.

The cup containing the ice rose has been taken away by Ansair directly.

"...I like it that much?"

Theros asked, he was in a good mood again, even a little light, thinking that this is really a good anniversary.He was a little taller than Ansair, and he had slowed down his pace now so that the two could be in sync.

"The two abysses under my jurisdiction rarely snow, so of course I feel very fresh."

Ansair replied, and the ice rose moved along, twirling in the glass in his hand, with the bright red color of pomegranate juice rolling on the rim.

Theros glanced sideways at him and said nothing.However, he felt that if he and Ansair maintained this level of harmony on the front line, and Ansair changed his arrogance in all aspects, maybe he would finally send out an invitation to Ansair to come to the iceberg in the future. Come to the abyss and take a look at the flowers carved in the snow.

—if Ansair would correct his arrogance, especially as regards the new policy.

After pondering for a long time, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Regarding the new trade policy you proposed earlier..."

The author has something to say:

Ans: You and me, one on one, dare?

364: You and me, 1v1, I'm too daring!

Seeing that someone in the comment area used 364 to call Seros and 2422 to call Ansair, I read it twice and was greatly shocked.