The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Ansair, the archon's companion who was ardently missed by the angel, was sitting at the desk dressed as a devil at the moment, having a cordial conversation with Morag, the president of the Association for the Study of Poisonous Snacks.Morag is a majestic demon with a pair of bull horns on his head. Just looking at his appearance, no one can associate him with dessert cooking and alchemy.

He is also a demon who has a good personal relationship with Gu Xin.

"what……"

Ansair covered his mouth with his hands, endured the soreness at the tip of his nose, and forced himself to hold back a sneeze.The president of the Poisonous Dim Sum Research Association sitting opposite him was surprised. He looked at the dim sum in his hand and seriously suspected that there were too few ingredients.

"I actually made a defective product. The effect of this plate of dim sum was originally to make people sneeze."

In fact, it was very effective. This was the fifth sneeze that Ansair held back.After all, when he returned to the Demon Realm, he would automatically and spontaneously carry the burden of the Demon King again, and he could not do whatever he wanted like in the Human Realm.And just like idols can't go to the toilet, the devil!Can't sneeze!

"Do you still remember, Your Majesty?" Morag showed a look of nostalgia, "We joined the club together, had snacks together, watched the mushroom villain and the dazzling camouflage together..."

Ansair rested his forehead with one hand, of course he remembered.At that time, he couldn't tolerate the food in the devil world well, so he made up his mind and planned to fight poison with poison. He resolutely joined the Poison Dim Sum Research Association with a strange style of painting, and was even a distinguished founding member.

Who would have thought?It's just one of the efforts of a poor weak-hearted angel to perfectly disguise himself as a demon!

But now, he became the devil king by accident, and the members who loved poisonous dim sum back then were also scattered in all walks of life in the Eastern Region, becoming well-known figures, and making unremitting efforts to build a beautiful Eastern Region.

"Yes, Morag."

After reminiscing about the glorious past, and accepting the invitation to the end-of-year dinner of the Poisonous Dim Sum Research Association, Ansair said.

"I have something to ask you."

"Of course there is no problem, Your Majesty." The demon with the bull's horn on his head smiled, "To tell you the truth, we are counting the friendship of villains together."

Ansair also smiled, and then became serious.

"That's right. I know that you are also the president of the East Region Alchemist Mutual Aid Association. I would like to ask you to recommend a group of outstanding young alchemists for the Demon King's Palace. It is best to have an alchemist qualification certificate above the intermediate level. ...I hope it can be more open, without prejudice to the human world and humans, it would be the best."

This request was very specific, and it was obviously selected for a certain matter. Morag also corrected his expression.

"Please rest assured, there are quite a few young alchemists like this in the association, and they all take pride in serving you." Morag thought about his words, "Because I need to explain a little to these young alchemists, so I would like to take the liberty to ask, you are looking for these alchemists because you want to..."

After asking, Morag waved his hands belatedly thinking that he should not speculate on the devil king's thoughts and government orders.

"Of course, if you want to keep it secret, I will naturally not ask half a word."

"There's nothing you can't say." Ansair's attitude was calm and open, "Morag, you are also an alchemist, I would like to ask you to read a few blueprints, after reading them, you will know my purpose .”

Morag respectfully took the drawing with both hands, unfolded it, first frowning, then fascinated, and finally wished to bury his whole face in the drawing.After Ansair looked at the erected drawings, the pair of bull horns moved back and forth, and then "swoosh", Morag's head popped out.

"Urban underground pipelines and...geothermal resource development on lakes of fire?"

His ocher-red vertical pupils were glowing. Morag's field of research was civilian alchemy, more specifically, energy alchemy.

"You...you are..."

"Because of some encounters, the human world and the demon world have been connected again, and I have gained some inspiration from the technology of the human world."

The white-haired demon king smiled slightly, his long hair shone in the bright skylight from the window, almost holy.

"The magic level of human beings may not be as good as that of the demon world, and more people will not even touch magic in their lives, but they can live more easily and conveniently than the people of the demon world. The root is that all human research is to make ordinary people People live more comfortably, but the alchemists in the devil world..."

Morag raised his hand. As an alchemist for many years, he was quite aware of the unwritten concepts in this industry.

"I know, Your Majesty, the vast majority of alchemists want to develop weapons for fighting. When I was young, I also developed a [-]-degree super-rotating magic cannon, which can shoot in circles and can't even let go of my own people." The kind I've been through."

The white-haired demon king couldn't help laughing, he was really pretty when he smiled, and Morag was even more embarrassed to talk about his dark history.

"Then, why did you change your research direction again, Morag?" The Demon King asked him with a smile, and then his expression turned slightly, "In the eyes of orthodox alchemists, civilian alchemy is a low-level one that can't stand on the table, and only those who suffer from life can do it." Only alchemists will do it, in this case, why did you change the direction of your research?"

Morag was silent for a long time, and finally, he showed a helpless and gentle expression.

"Because the war is over, Your Majesty."

The war has ended, and the new king Ansair has spent 300 years rectifying the entire Eastern Region, and the Eastern Region has entered a rare stage of stable development.During this period, although military alchemy was still important, civilian alchemy became the top priority.

There is no devil who does not want to live a more comfortable life. Only alchemists in the devil world can realize this desire.

Morag's words were exactly what Ansair was thinking.

The devil got up from his seat, and he walked to the window, looking at the city flooded by the sea of ​​flowers.There are many streets and alleys here, brick and stone paths, everything still retains the old style.Maybe a strong enough alchemist, such as Amon, can rely on his high-end alchemy and magic assistants to achieve an extremely comfortable life, but that will not benefit ordinary people after all.

"You are right, Morag, the war is over."

"It's time to let my people live a good life that the other two domains can't match."

He spoke so calmly and confidently, captured by the demeanor of the king, Morag was stunned for a while before bowing to perform the salute.

"You are very kind, Your Majesty."

"Take the blueprints and go find young people who are interested in them." Ansair collected the blueprints and handed them to Morag, "After a while, I will set up a new department and invite a hidden alchemist The teacher came out of the mountain and followed up the matter personally."

Amon hasn't agreed to his solicitation yet, and Ansair doesn't dare to force it, so he can only try to work harder.Try to let Amon join their happy East Region family before Morag finds a good candidate.

Amon: "..."

Said it all!Get him hired now!Don't force him to kneel down and beg!

Morag put away the blueprints, and his eyes lingered on the blueprints of the fire lake geothermal power generation several times. It could be seen that he was very interested in this project, and energy was his research field.

energy……

Suddenly, Morag thought of something.

"Your Majesty!" He became a little anxious. Although he didn't think His Majesty the wise Demon King would fail to think of this, he still tried his best to speak to His Majesty, "If new energy sources are developed, then the demon lord..."

That's right, there is a lord who holds the magic energy with the magic spar as the carrier, and moves the cake in the opponent's hand, this...

Unexpectedly, the Demon King just watched him quietly with those sunset-colored vertical pupils.

"Of course I know."

At that moment, Morag was overwhelmed by a huge shock. He realized, he realized the ultimate goal of His Majesty in front of him to develop civilian alchemy combined with human world technology——

With the great revolution of civil science and technology, we will draw the bottom line and liquidate the demon lords in the domain!

then……

Lead the Eastern Territory to a bright new life.

Thousands of words, I don't know where to start.Morag's lips twitched a few times before finally letting out a wry smile.

"You are truly an out-and-out... fanatic."

The white-haired demon king was dressed in regular clothes, leaning back on the window sill, and the wind from the sea of ​​flowers was blowing from behind him.

He raised an eyebrow at the demon alchemist.

"So, aboard?"

After a brief silence, the demon knelt before him, the bull's horns humbly lowered from its head.

"...to die for you."

Before Morag left with the blueprint in his pocket, he also told Ansair a piece of news he had learned from his own channel.

"The influence of the Alchemist Mutual Aid Association is not limited to the Eastern Region. We actually have some honorary members in the Southern and Western Regions."

"But the strange thing is that in the past few months, the alchemists in the southern region have been unable to be contacted. Although alchemists often live in isolation, there are one such, several such, and the number of honorary members who cannot be contacted according to the current statistics. Quite huge."

"I have not leaked this news, and the relevant personnel have ordered it to be kept secret, and I will take this opportunity of this meeting to inform you."

The alchemist in the southern domain is missing?

This had nothing to do with Ansair, but combined with the fact that Levi personally persuaded Amon earlier, Ansair noticed the abnormality.The disappearance of these alchemists was no accident. It was probably Levi's handiwork. He imprisoned these alchemists and carried out the research he had mentioned to Amon before.

Ansair suddenly became angry. If it wasn't for Amon's smartness to tell him the cause and effect directly, he would have become one of the missing alchemists no matter whether he agreed to participate in the research or not.Ansair knew Amon's temper. He was lofty and stubborn in some aspects, but when he met the cruel Levi...

He hardly dared to think about it.

It was still light that day!Can't let it go!

The Demon King calmly pressed the magic mirror and asked Fuya, the head maid, to come and meet him.

***

The Southern Territory, where Ansair held vengeance, is also undercurrents.

After a busy day at work, Sidi was too tired to wag her piebald tail, and she was full of desire to complain.

Recently, she has been gradually taking over the job of the prime minister. She was ambitious at the beginning and planned to do a big job, but Levi's performance made her very disappointed, even... Angry.

Sometimes he is willing to hand over power to Sidi, and sometimes he is unwilling to hand over power; sometimes he trusts Sidi, and sometimes doubts Sidi.It's almost like a bad adult with a candy in his hand, holding the candy up and down, playing tricks on the crying children below.

And in terms of government affairs, Leopard has also endured an unbearable burden!

She understands!She understands the principle that one plus [-] equals [-], one is her, and zero point five is His Majesty Levy. She clearly considered that His Majesty Levy doesn't care much about cumbersome government affairs, and counted by [-].But thousands of calculations, she never counted, His Majesty Levy is not zero point five, he is negative zero point five!

It’s fine to mix the cement by yourself. From time to time, other demon lords will come to stir it together, saying something, "Your Majesty Levi, you can’t forget those heroes who helped conquer the world." ...not even a stick!Just stir it with bare hands!

Stir, stir, stir, the whole southern region is rotten!

Hiding in the room, Sidi frantically tugged at her leopard ears.

Zero five!Zero five!Zero five!

What is zero five enough for?ah?People can get 98 points in the east and west domains, and [-] points in the south domain!The score system is different, so destroy the shit as soon as possible, don't stay in the school to lower the enrollment rate!

To be honest, Sidi now dreams of the Southern Territory being peacefully annexed every night, tears running down her face, she wakes up from the dream with a smile, and wakes up to the cold reality of the cement mixer humming again.

and……

Sidi stopped pulling her ears, her expression was a little heavy.

Recently, the cronies she cultivated found out something about His Majesty Levy.Sidi didn't intend to investigate these. If His Majesty was a wise monarch, she would never use such means, but Levi and his lord friends...

She has to know when the litter will come to stir the cement, right? !

However, after such an investigation, Sidi seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.She found out that His Majesty Levy secretly imprisoned a group of alchemists, and secretly transported some monsters from the front of the Seventh Abyss.

Sidi didn't know what His Majesty Levi was going to do, but she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Want to check it out?she asked herself.

His Majesty Levy didn't trust her in the first place, and it would be easy to get involved if the investigation continued. By then, none of the confidantes she had painstakingly cultivated would survive, and she would also lose the position of Prime Minister of the Southern Region that had not yet been obtained.

It may be a good choice to protect yourself wisely.

But...but...

Sidi recalled her early days. She stood on the top of the garbage mountain in the slums, with pointed tiger teeth and round leopard ears. She was so dirty that she could not look like a girl.But she has many fans, all of whom are children who grew up in the slums. Those children shouted happily, listening to her bold words in the sunset——

[One day, I will climb to a high position!Give everyone a meal! 】

Amidst the clamor, the girls from the Leopard Race laughed and pointed at the children at the foot of the rubbish mountain one by one.

【you!bowl! 】

【you!You eat a lot, you eat two bowls! 】

【be quiet!I send them one by one!Simply... simply give out food to every demon in the southern region!Everyone is well fed! 】

The spotted leopard's tail that hadn't finished changing its fluff suddenly fell down. The girl of the leopard human tribe wiped her eyes with her sleeves, and then raised her eyes, still showing the arrogant and proud look.

【There will never be children like us again...】

She narrowed her eyes and smiled, showing her pointed canine teeth.

[Everyone has something to eat! 】

She wants to check it out.

In the darkness, the erect pupils of the beast flickered slightly. In this light and shadow, all the sufferings belonging to Sidi and all the sufferings belonging to the demons in the southern region were contained.

She wants to check it out!

—as long as this heart is still pumping blood.

The author has something to say:

Seros: Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish.

Ansair: Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish +1.

Levi: ... Governing a big country is like mixing cement!

Touch the leopard.