The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Revisiting the old place, Ansair looked nostalgicly at a certain window on the first floor of the tavern.This window corresponds to the kitchen of the tavern. In that kitchen, Ansair spent some unforgettable days.

—the day of washing dishes.

Thanks to the blessings of those days, Ansair will no longer face everything with the arrogance of an angel. He has learned to really bow down, create value with labor, and realize his dream of getting rich with hard work.

It can be said that the main theme of "get rich" is really accompanied by His Majesty the Demon King.

Fuya covered her face with her hands, she didn't want to recall that her sister and herself at that time actually asked His Majesty to wash the dishes!

At that time, His Majesty always looked gloomy and did not raise his head, letting the lowered eyelids cover his eyes.He never looked at people, just quietly washed the dishes. Besides, when the tyrannical city lord went door-to-door asking to send at least one to build the city wall, it was His Majesty who saw the two sisters were helpless and took the initiative to go.

Even asked His Majesty to build a wall!

but……

Fuya stood at the door of the tavern, the soft wind gently stirred the skirt of her black and white maid skirt, and the skirt scattered like flowers.The building is still there, but the people inside are different. The ones staying in the tavern now are Fuya's team members from her girlhood—the members of the Nightwing Bandit Bandit, who went out at night to steal from the rich and give to the poor.

These were the people Ansair was looking for.The official channels failed to find anything, and they could no longer use more aggressive methods, so covert non-governmental organizations became the best way.Every devil has more or less such gray forces under his hands, he is like this, so is Seros, Levi... this is not necessarily the case.

Levy: "..."

asshole!He has!It's just that they don't obey orders!

Also intending to check the current status of the operation of the Nightwing Bandits, Ansair and Fuya entered the tavern through the hidden back door.Fuya stepped forward to show the token, and naturally there were demons who respectfully led them up to the second floor. Within a few minutes, the red-haired bandit leader came in a hurry. After entering the door, he knelt down on one knee, declaring his loyalty to His Majesty the Supreme Demon King. .

"Your Majesty." The red-haired devil respectfully said, "If you have something to do, just give an order from afar in the Demon King's Palace, and the bandits will die for you."

The demon king sat on the first seat, still dressed in the same micro-clothes to go out on tour, but his expression was different.The sunset-colored vertical pupils are unpredictable, he doesn't need to speak, and naturally the loyal head maid will do it for him.

"...alchemist?" The red-haired demon was slightly taken aback, "We do register the names of some alchemists here, which are different from those registered in the Demon King's Palace. Most of them have not obtained the alchemist level mark, It may be self-taught, it may be a hobby, but our statistics are not comprehensive."

Ansair nodded in his heart, that's right, based on Levi's guts, it should be in this category.Officially registered alchemists may be detected if they act rashly, but the masters are among the people, and there are many excellent alchemists with arrogant personalities, who are not even willing to obtain a qualification certificate.

"Check." He said succinctly, "Let's see if any of them have been reported missing recently, but I guess it won't be so obvious, and work changes will also be counted."

But this is still a dauntingly huge project, and it is unrealistic to hand it all over to the bandits, so Ansair pondered for a while.

"Recently, I will hold a large-scale event to mobilize folk alchemists as much as possible. This move should be able to see the clues, and I will let the Demon King's Palace keep an eye on it."

The heart raised by the red-haired devil slowly fell, and he responded gratefully.

"Yes!"

The event Ansair conceived was something like "Alchemy into the community - I have a friend who is an alchemist".The form of holding can be a community-based activity, and the winners can get the opportunity to select a certain range of materials.

Having exchanged letters with Amon for so many years, Ansair knows too well that the alchemists are so arrogant. Fame and wealth are not important. Good materials and the recognition and appreciation of others are often what this group of lonely guys care about most. .

Alas, in fact, he dare not say that he fully understands alchemists, he hasn't won Amon yet.

However, mass activities cannot be directly carried out, which may arouse the vigilance of Levy, so there needs to be a reason first.It just so happens that he is about to launch several new products that combine human world technology, and it depends on what results the Alchemist Mutual Aid Association of the Eastern Region can produce for him. If there are results, they will all be rewarded at that time!

Reward outstanding alchemists, mobilize folk alchemy research... one-stop operation!Perfect!

Ansair wanted to go back to the Demon King's Palace for a meeting to draft a plan, but when he left the tavern, an episode happened.The red-haired demon personally led him down the stairs, and was about to ask His Majesty to leave through a more concealed side door. At this moment, a demon recklessly stopped the group of people.

"Please, please wait!"

The devil ran over panting. He was wearing round glasses and an old toga. This outfit looked like a folk alchemist, but he was relatively poor.The red-haired demon suddenly frowned. Obviously, he recognized the other party, and was about to expel him for fear that the other party would offend His Majesty.

"It's okay." Ansair said kindly, "Is there anything urgent for you?"

Seeing His Majesty's voice, the red-haired devil gently introduced him.

"Your Majesty, this is the alchemist Kevin who has been cooperating with the tavern all year round and came to organize the flowers and trees. The background is very clean and has been thoroughly checked."

Ansair nodded slightly.

When Kevin saw the other party stop, he realized that he was such a good-looking demon, and he was very ostentatious. Not only did he take the maid with him, but the tavern owner also treated him respectfully.He was a little timid in his heart, but thinking of his own research, he still mustered up the courage to ask.

"Can I, can I take a closer look at your eyes?"

He nervously clenched his hand repeatedly, then let go.

"That's right, I have been doing research for a long time, which is to cultivate sunset-colored irises." Speaking of this, Kevin felt extremely embarrassed, his ears turned red, "I'm afraid you can guess that this is dedicated to It belongs to His Majesty the Supreme. However, I have encountered some problems in my research, mainly in terms of color, and it seems a little bit like imitating only the setting sun..."

His Majesty the Demon King who saved the Eastern Territory has beautiful sunset-colored pupils, so it is like cultivating sunset-colored irises.

Dedicate this flower in front of the king's throne to win the king's little drooping eyes.

He spoke so humblely and nervously, why would Ansair have any reason to refuse?It's just that the alchemist Kevin didn't know that he could use the king's eyes as a blueprint to adjust the color of flowers.

"Thank you!"

Kevin's wish was fulfilled, and he happily continued to help the tavern with flowers. After getting some wages, he could go back to buy materials and continue to cultivate the flowers into a color closer to His Majesty's eyes.

Ansair watched the alchemist go away, and his desire to engage in activities became stronger.

Not only did he want to organize the event himself, but he also wanted Laceros to organize the event together!

etc!Levy may reach out to the folk alchemist on his side, and most likely, he also reached out to the alchemist on Seros' side!

No, he has to call Theros immediately to remind him to protect the radish!

Fuya left to sort out the recent activity records of the Nightwing Thieves Group. Ansair found a small restaurant in the city, and while listening to the demons around him chatting, he opened his magic protection in a secluded location where no one was paying attention. Start chatting.

Ansair was shocked that the communication was picked up in less than a second.

The dessert a few days ago had already sweetened the heart of the other Demon King. He thought that Ansair would definitely call him after delivering the dessert and ask him how he felt about the dessert.For this reason, he waited desperately, waiting to eat the snack box!

...still no communication.

Theros: "..."

Strange, didn't Ansair send him snacks to cultivate a relationship with him and make him happy?

The devil who flipped through the family biography "Devil King Learning" thought so, and really couldn't hold back.

He took the initiative to fight!

But before the communication, Ansair's communication came, and His Majesty the Demon King was overjoyed!

[The dim sum is very delicious, and it is even more delicious when you think that it was sent by you. 】

Selos was thinking about the draft, but also thinking about it.If Ansair greets first, he also greets him back; if Ansair directly asks the topic of desserts, he also directly takes the topic of desserts; if, if Ansair says that he misses him, he will...

Rushing to the East Region, first book the marriage!

But he didn't expect that Ansair's topic would catch him off guard so much. He talked with Theros about agriculture, to be precise, about the planting and maintenance of radishes.

"Theros." Ansair said cryptically, "If, I mean if, there are demons trying to dig the radishes in your field..."

Seros was expressionless. Oh, it turned out that he wasn't talking about agriculture, but about personnel.

He asked the question of the soul.

"That... demon, is that you?"

As far as Ansair's giant magnet-level attraction ability is concerned, the candidates for the devil king are all attracted to the Eastern Region one by one, and no one else can do it except Ansair who can poach people from his prosperous Western Region .

Ansair: "..."

Ansair: "I mean, the carrot itself doesn't necessarily want to."

Theros immediately said decisively.

"That demon is Levi, screw his head off."

Ansair informed Theros of the situation he had investigated, and said.

"...I'll send you a plan later, it's up to you to hold it or not, and the people who love alchemy won't disappear for nothing."

Then, Theros had no time to stop it, and Ansair, who was once again obsessed with business, had already hung up the communication vigorously.

Theros: "..."

Not to mention dim sum!

Just when he was sinking into depression, the communication rang again. He thought it was a communication from another minister, but His Majesty the Demon King numbly picked it up, and only heard Ansair's brisk question.

"Is the dim sum delicious?"

Yes.

Because it was sent by Ansair, it tastes even better.

"When we're all done, I'll invite you to Subbian City for some refreshments sometime."

This time, the frustration in Theros' heart was completely swept away, and he couldn't help but look at the magic mirror in his hand and smile.Unexpectedly, the magic mirror trembled violently, changing from a smooth mirror surface to a grainy frosted surface.

"Your Majesty." The magic mirror on the frosted surface was still ashamed, "Don't do this, I have goosebumps."

Theros: "..."

The author has something to say:

Theros: The magic mirror in his hand is very annoying.