The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Back to the night before the dinner, Ansair was negotiating with Fuya.

He was not surprised to learn that Fuya had sneaked into the song and dance troupe that was destined to enter the lord's mansion.For many years, during the war, Fuya has been active in the enemy's camp with such a role, poisoning, assassinating, collecting information, cracking codes... Succubus Fuya is omnipotent.

Ansair didn't want Fuya to undertake such a heavy and cruel job, but the succubus smiled at him.

[This is something I am used to. 】

[If you wear the crown and become king one day, I will naturally return to a leisurely and peaceful life. It may be good to be a maid. 】

She used to help her sister's tavern and receive guests from all over the world. She was still a girl at the time and often complained coquettishly. Looking back on the cold nights many years later, those days shone like gems.

She misses the past and misses her old friends.

Time is irreversible, so there are only two or three of the deceased.

Master Wang Baimeng is too nonsense, he can only be counted as half, followed by Gu Xin, Andre, and...

His Majesty.

She cherishes these demons like she cherishes her family.

In times of peace, she can weave a small flower basket in the warm sunshine of Suberbian City and prepare an exquisite plate for afternoon tea; and once someone touches Wang Wei and offends His Majesty, her Twelve Blades It can also be unsheathed, and as an assassin, end His Majesty's enemies.

Sometimes, Fuya feels that she is living like two demons, one is gentle and bright, and the other embraces the blade in the dark.

— After my sister died.

"Your Majesty, the Eastern Territory will not be able to subdue the lord Baqin through war in the short term." Fuya said softly, "It would be fine if Baqin was safe, but he colluded with the Southern Territory and sent the talents of the Eastern Territory out. The management team is ready to move."

"I want to advise you, please send me to curb the ambition of the lord Baqin."

After finishing speaking, Fuya quietly waited for His Majesty's reply.

Ansair sat alone and thought. Judging from the current situation, Baqin has accumulated a deep foundation over the years, and he is very similar to Ansair in not having money.But Ansair did not forget the words he heard from the patrol team when he first entered Baqin's territory.

【Land of Immortality】.

The demon lords who rebelled against the king have formed an alliance, and they are likely to communicate with each other, and money will not be a problem for Baqin.Ansair has already seen this mode of group action of demon lords in the Southern Territory Levy. It is equivalent to establishing a small parliament in the demon world. The demon king will have a greater right to speak, and the opinions of other lords will also influence All decrees.

Levi failed to resist the group of demon lords, and Wang Wei was completely powerless. The chaotic situation in the southern region was thanks to these lords.

He cannot repeat the same mistakes, so the whole alliance must be broken up before it is formed.As Baqin was an important person, Ansair took him first.

"I agree."

The devil said calmly.

"Baqin is very good at manipulating people's hearts. Killing him may cause the hatred of the demons in the territory."

"He was seriously injured, and I will take care of the next thing. In addition, I will inform Andre that the regular army cannot be transferred for the time being, so we can recruit some good fighters from the patrol team."

The head maid immediately accepted the order with a smile.

"Follow your will."

***

At the dinner party, the lights were brilliant, and the succubus dancers finished their dance and bowed down to the lord like flowers after rain.Baqin was very happy. Like most high-ranking demons, he asked the dancer to come to him tonight, and the dancer immediately lowered his head shyly.

No one dared to compete with the lord, even Ivan.But although beautiful dancers are rare, now is not the time to do that kind of thing. At the end of the banquet, he raised his glass to Baqin, then took his leave and left.Baqin understood exactly what he meant, and after the banquet was officially over, he met Ivan in a secluded garden.

Yiwei En turned his back to him, with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I thought the lord would prioritize beauties over business."

Bachin suddenly laughed.

"I still take His Majesty Levy's order to heart. Although there may be a little unpleasantness this time, I am willing to make a little compensation in the next transaction."

Only then did Ivien turn around, the blackness in his eyes became more and more obvious, and he looked at Bachin.

"Then next time..."

"The next transaction will be later, and I can't guarantee the number of people." Baqin's expression became serious. "The demon king Ansair has launched a campaign to select folk alchemists within the Eastern Region."

This kind of whim-like policy again, no one knows what the devil's purpose is, Baqin has been dealing with this king for so long, and he is also at a loss.

He only knows one thing...

Carrots are probably gone.

Demon Lord Ansair is an experienced old farmer, not a single turnip will be left in the land he dug!

Bachin wept.

"Is this what you call compensation?" Ivan was obviously dissatisfied, "The number of people is smaller than before, and the speed is slower..."

"So in terms of providing the essence of life, I am willing to give a little more."

Evan was slightly taken aback for a moment.

"Don't be dissatisfied anymore, son of the devil." Thinking that he had made a certain concession, Baqin's attitude became tough, and he even warned, "I will rule the Eastern Region in the future, and I will send so many people to the Southern Region." The alchemist is enough, in the future, I don't want to face a situation where no one is available."

Ivan's expression fluctuated, and he finally chose to back down.

"Yes, but you have to give the essence of life..."

Baqin stretched out five fingers.

"I'll give you that amount."

The essence of life is a specialty of the Eastern Region, and the Floating Flower Abyss is the most vigorous place in the entire devil world. The essence is often condensed in places with lush vegetation and hidden mountains and caves.These essences are rare and difficult to mine, but they are extremely useful.Just a small drop can improve the soil and water in an area.

Therefore, this essence is regarded as an important resource directly controlled by the devil, and only a small amount is allowed to be used by the lord, and it needs to be reported.

Bachin was right, he did make amends.

In order to retain talents, resources can be sacrificed, which is the idea of ​​Lord Baqin.

As expected, Yiwei En's expression eased, and he accepted the condition, and the atmosphere between the two returned to harmony.Before leaving, Yiwei En even made a meaningful joke.

"It's just that I wasted the Lord's time with Miss Dancer."

Bachin smiled.

"It's indeed a beautiful succubus, but it's also an...assassin. Manpower has been arranged to guard it, and I'll deal with it right away."

Baqin has been the lord for so many years, he is not stupid.Apart from being superior in talent-related matters, he has encountered this kind of assassination countless times.From the moment the succubus dancer appeared, he was certain that this was a clumsy and ancient beauty trick. The charming and charming succubus would definitely stab him through the heart on his bed.

Unfortunately, he has already seen through.It's just that he has made a lot of enemies, and I don't know which force sent the assassin.

Sending out assassins is a kind of gamble in itself, just like someone releasing a dove on a ship in a great flood.The dove might return with an olive branch in its mouth, honored and retired.But more pigeons were drowned in the boundless flood and died in the darkness.

Baqin turned around, feeling a little sorry for the succubus assassin, and what was even more regrettable was that it was very difficult for an assassin to switch to others, so there was no need to even persuade him to surrender.

——The movement of his turning around suddenly froze.

The tip of the enchanted short blade protruded from his chest, and the faint and flickering runes were rapidly absorbing his blood and vitality.This is a good knife, which perfectly fits the needs of assassins. It explodes instantly, takes life, blocks recovery... all functions are only for killing.

But Bachin couldn't figure it out, why was it Ivan?Since when was it replaced? !

In the remote corner of the lord's mansion, in the box, Ivan suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, and the pain of suffocation still remained in his consciousness.He thought of the many demons he met in the lord's mansion, whether it was a maid, a gardener, or a coachman...these people wanted to kill him!When killing him, he always wore a mask-like smile!

He's still...alive?The killer didn't kill him?

Ivan barely moved his body, and he found that he was forced into a small box, his body was bruised, and he couldn't move at all.Apparently, someone resented him for transporting the alchemist in a box and took a small revenge.

He had never experienced such a horrible thing. For a long time, as the son of the devil, Ivan felt that his magic level was good, anyway, the guards around him were extremely powerful.He enjoys his father's prestige, longs for his father's prestige, and fantasizes that one day, he can rule the southern region.

But now, he almost died.The reason why he didn't die was that the killer didn't kill him.

fine!He has scrolls!He has a scroll given by his father, and he can return to the Southern Territory in an instant!

Ivan tried his best to touch his body, and touched the position of his fingers——

empty.

Everything was searched, everything on the chest, on the fingers, and even all the space objects hidden in the teeth...

Suddenly there was a silent scream from inside the box.

Amidst the pain and fear, Ivan suddenly felt the box being lifted. He panicked and gasped for breath, not daring to make a sound, not knowing where he would be taken.

Outside the box he couldn't see, the thick demon dressed as a servant had empty eyes, picked up the heavy box, and put it, along with other large boxes full of garbage, on the garbage truck that was about to be transported out of the city lord's mansion.

***

Evian... No, Fuya smiled slightly.

"Lord Baqin, you have also said that the old and clumsy beauty trick doesn't work for you. As an assassin, I am naturally innovating all the time."

The real Ivan was caught by Fuya before the banquet.As for the dancer, he was only controlled by Fuya with spiritual magic. At this time, under strict surveillance, he fell limply.

While assassinating, the assassin did not forget to perform a puppet dance for her Majesty, and at this time, the real dance steps also began.

Baqin was worthy of being a lord, even though the pain was unbearable, he still roared and broke free from the dagger.He gasped for breath, trying to use magic to speed up the healing of the wound, but to no avail, the blood continued to spurt out, and the enchantment strength of the short blade far exceeded his imagination.

——The short blade was naturally produced by the great alchemist Amon in friendship.

Baqin looked at the assassin standing opposite him. The opponent had already torn off the translucent gel-like camouflage without any flaws, revealing the assassin's tight clothing. The smile hung on his face like a mask, which made people feel spine-chilling. Cold.

"You are very good." He panted, "but now, your assassination has failed. If you don't kill me with one knife, my subordinates will come in immediately, and then..."

"It's ok."

The assassin was still smiling.

"Just kill them all."

She shook her hands, and the six blades flashed.That's right, the weapon that great alchemist Amon made for her is not one, but a set of short blades, a total of twelve, which will increase one by one with the rhythm of the battle until the opponent is overwhelmed.This set of weapons is extremely difficult to control, but when used by Fuya, it is as easy as a butterfly wearing a flower.

As Bachin said, the guards outside quickly rushed into the garden, shouting "protect the lord", and rushed forward, trying to capture or kill the assassin!

Baqin's eyes widened immediately, and when he saw the weapon, he understood the opponent's location, but it was too late to shout at this time.

This is no conventional assassin at all!

"Don't come here! Her weapon is—!"

It's for the group!

The succubus took a long breath. In the night wind, the sharp corners of her head were somewhat blurred by the flying hair, and the vertical pupils that gradually released the charm of the succubus flickered behind the fluttering hair on her forehead.

Holding a short blade in her mouth, she lowered her figure, and the movement of her hand was actually exactly like the opening of the previous dance of the firebird.

I would like to dance with this——

Dedicated to His Highness.