The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Even if the other two demon kings have different thoughts about the demon king Ansel, they have to admit one thing——

Eastern Territory, can fight!

After having enough military expenditures, the army of the demon king Ansair smashed all the way, and trampled on the territory that Baqin was proud of.Although most of Baqin's subordinates were relatively loyal, they had no choice but to give up resistance without the lord's order, and in front of Wang Wei, allowing the crimson iris flag to replace Baqin's flag.

The iris flag fluttered in the wind above the territory, and the team escorting supplies and prisoners meandered.They boarded the boat at the ferry, and the boats from the Water Traffic Management Office stopped to pay their respects and escorted the team all the way back to Suberbian City.

The whole process of ransacking the house took less than a day.

Ansair has a very professional team of house raids, trained by Bululu with all his heart, and the experience of house raids comes from the sad experience of the Chancellor himself when his house was ransacked.

House Confiscation Minister Bu Lulu: ... Let the world feel the pain!

The team brought back the important ministers in the territory, including Lord Baqin, and these people were detained according to their importance.Among them, there were two comedians who were bundled into zongzi and covered their mouths. The two demons, one tall and one short, lay terrified in the bucket of the cart along the way.

Two demons: "No no no no no!"

Great Majesty Levy!

Their loyalty to His Majesty Levy will never waver!

***

In the big conference hall.

Except for the ministers sent to the human world, all the demon king's close officials gathered here to summarize the entire operation to defeat the lord Baqin.The Demon King sat in front of the round table, his spotless white hair was combed neatly, pressed against the collar of the cloak, and slid down on the table, soft and majestic.

Ansair rested his chin on one hand and listened quietly to Andre's report.

"...The above is the review of this operation."

The big devil with dark blue curly hair said respectfully.

"As for the handling of Lord Baqin, please show me."

The devil thought for a while, and among all the devil lords, Baqin was actually pretty good.Although there are still inherent problems of the lord, such as belittling the people, such as excessive taxation, but he has also done some things that are beneficial to the territory, and he has some talents.

Ansair didn't have many people under his command. If Baqin was directly "clicked", not to mention that the generals in Baqin's territory would rebel, it would be a waste of Baqin's ability to recruit talents.

Of course, Ansair didn't intend to be a big wronged person himself, so Baqin still needs to be educated to use it more handily.

He then waved his hand.

"Bring him here."

Fuya has already shaken Baqin's determination, attacking now will help to further defeat the lord's defense.Ansair was thinking about what he was going to say later, so that he could get Baqin out with a few words without compromising the majesty of the Demon King.Suddenly, he saw Prime Minister Andre next to him smiling.

Ansair: "...?"

He had a strange feeling that although the prime minister didn't say a word, his eyes were blinking, and the peacock feathers in his hair reflected the light with the slight movement of his body. "Look at me, Your Majesty," the charming and lovely atmosphere.

Ansair was so cute that he smiled.

"It seems that my prime minister has a good opinion?"

Oh, it's wonderful that His Majesty is so wise and always understands body language that he can't even read with a microscope.

The prime minister thought happily.

He is usually cautious and introverted, and it is not his habit to take the initiative to invite Yingying, but this time he is too sure, and he needs to make up for the impression he lost by rashly dispatching troops in front of His Majesty.

Ansair, who has never lost his impression of the ministers, said: "...?"

Just like the ministers have a very thick filter for His Majesty the Supreme Demon King, His Majesty the Demon King also has a very thick filter for the ministers.

Note that filters are mutual!

"Maybe if I lobby, there will be good results." Andre said confidently, "And, I understand your thinking."

Ansair: "..."

Sometimes he really wants to take out his notebook and write it down, and Andre knows everything about him!

Seeing His Majesty the Demon King nod his head, Andre smiled slightly.Not long after, two soldiers escorted Baqin, who was covered with layers of magic shackles, and made him kneel in front of the Demon King.

The demon king in front of the round table was arrogant and silent, and Andre spoke slowly.

"Lord Bachin."

Seeing the familiar dark blue curly hair and unpredictable posture, Bachin was immediately excited.His feelings for Mr. Andre can be learned from the gods, but it is a pity that he may not have the blessing in this life to allow Mr. Andre to be his prime minister.

Baqin was excited when he suddenly heard a series of spiritual questions from Mr. Andre.

"Are you still depressed because you can't find talent?"

"?"

"Are you still jumping over the wall because of the talent's reluctance to submit?"

"??"

"Are you still beating yourself up that you're a bad guy and the people you're trying to recruit are just going to take money from you?"

Before the three soul questions were finished, Bachin was already in tears.

"Mr. Andre...please don't...don't say..."

I'm so worried!

Andre kept smiling and didn't let it go easily. He took out a small bowl from nowhere.

"Bachin, you don't know how to dig out from the bottom, you don't know how to give understanding beyond the material, if you use money to lure you, you will naturally not be able to lure your true heart."

"Therefore, your capacity, your heart to recruit talents, is just such a small bowl."

Ansair exclaimed, what a wonderful metaphor, and Andre is gradually getting the true biography of his metaphor.

"And His Majesty is... this!"

The prime minister suddenly raised his hand and lifted the tablecloth on the round table, which turned out to be a giant bowl!When they first occupied the Demon King's Palace, the Flame Demon tribe sent such a huge bowl over.Because in the tradition of Balrog, the bigger the bowl, the more edible it is, and the more good things it can hold!

This tradition is a bit strange, but for this good wish, Ansair was still very moved and used the bowl.

——turned into a conference round table.

The bowl was so majestic that it even occupied most of the room. Baqin was shocked. He looked at the white-haired demon king next to the bowl, and then at the many ministers surrounded by the demon king.The ministers were all around the bowl, all with happy expressions, and everyone's face was full of "I am willing to jump into the bowl"!

Andre's persuasion to capitulate was not over yet, I saw him gently put the small bowl into the big bowl.

At that moment, Baqin seemed to be enlightened.If he joins Ansair's command, he can help recruit talents and work with many talents. He really has never heard that the people His Majesty the Demon King wants to recruit are unwilling!

Maybe he can learn from it...

At this moment, Baqin's pattern opened up.

Finally, when he was escorted away, although his arms were bound by layers of shackles, he still turned his head.The demon king in front of the big bowl looked at him calmly, Baqin's lips twitched.

"I have one last question."

His attitude was unprecedentedly calm.

"Your Majesty, do you really have that kind of alchemy? Or is it just a cover-up?"

Fuya, the maid behind Ansair, drew her sword for the disrespectful remarks, but Ansair raised her hand to stop it.He took out the small white porcelain bowl from the big bowl and flicked his wrist.

——White porcelain with flowers.

Baqin was completely convinced, he turned around without hesitating, and walked out.

It turned out to be the case.

The lord sighed inwardly.

Isn't the greatest talent in the Eastern Region the supreme majesty?

Next, Ansair arranged for the complete annexation of the Baqin territory, as well as coordinating with Theros to attack the southern region.Although he felt that Seros just wanted to help him, so he directly passed the new trade policy at this critical juncture, and directly arranged for big merchants to sign orders to pay, but he should be able to return a small amount.

...and make Theros happy too.

After intensive calculation of the remaining military expenditure, it should be possible to take down three small towns in the southern region.Then let him take down the small town in an important strategic position on the border, and make Seros happy too!

The discussion of various matters was gradually completed, and Ansair resisted the urge to stretch his waist and hold his horns, and was about to announce the end of the meeting and talk about other things tomorrow morning.Fuya, who had been standing behind him, went out for a while, and when she came back, she bowed to him.

"Your Majesty, although that little gift was a bit late, fortunately it finally arrived in time."

It wasn't that Fuya didn't want to give out the gift earlier, she also had a little girl's mind to show off to His Majesty, but she didn't think well at the time, and only considered merging similar items, and stuffed Levi's son Ivan into the garbage dump.

Returning to Suberbian City, this clean and solemn city, the box where Ivien was in had been sterilized layer by layer, soaked in water, rolled in powerful decontamination powder, and finally came before His Majesty.

The box was transported to the hall, opened, and Ivan, who was almost out of breath, rolled out of it.

He first noticed the dim light of some lights, because it was late at night.Then, he saw himself in a state of distress on the gleaming floor.

Ivan didn't want to admit that the lost dog with its tail tucked between his legs was himself. He tried his best to get up, and the moment he raised his head, he was caught in the scene in front of him——

The white-haired demon king sat upright in front of the round table, as if sitting upright in the sky.The phoenix sleeps peacefully on his shoulders. Wherever his lazy sunset-colored vertical pupils sweep, there will be radiance. In direct proportion to his own beauty, it is the illustrious kingly power accumulated over the years. Just looking directly, Ivan felt it was glaring, and quickly lowered his head.

However, at the momentary glimpse, he also saw the ministers surrounding the white-haired devil king.The big devil with dark blue curly hair has slightly back-curved horns. He is respectful to the king, but he is completely disdainful to the others. In the corner, the silver-haired supervisor hurried over after arranging a supper, and stopped temporarily because he didn't want to delay the king's political affairs. The maid With a smile on his face, he put one hand on the other arm, as if stroking a hidden sharp blade; the bear-headed man was tall and burly, with a majestic temperament, but he had... a teddy bear's head?

Evan: "..."

He didn't dare to breathe out immediately.

This is the Demon Lord Ansair that his father has always been on guard against, and his dream team.

"This is the gift, I grabbed him by the way."

Fuya said softly in Ansair's ear.

Ansair looked at Levi's son for a long time, and felt that it was indeed a useless demon.Although it seems that he inherited the great sin of [jealousy] from his father, the interpretation of the sin is the most negative.

"If you kill him before the battle, it seems to be able to deal a blow to the morale of the southern region." The prime minister suggested kindly, and when he saw Iween shrinking himself into a ball in horror, he immediately smiled.

What a useless child...

Ansair thanked Fuya for this thoughtful little gift, and he quickly made a decision.

It is absolutely impossible to leave Yiweien to eat in prison in Suberbian City. Even if the son of the devil becomes a prisoner, he will be criticized if he is treated harshly. feel headache.

However, he thought of a good place for Ivan.

"Send him to the demon king of the Western Regions, Seros." Ansair raised the corner of his mouth, "The Western Regions are at war with the Southern Regions, such a good hostage should not be wasted."

His delicious prison food in Suberbian City cannot be wasted!

The Seiros family has a big business, and there should be a lot of prison food to eat, so send it away!

A few days later, Selos, who received the hostages at the front line: "..."

Goose scream!

is love!is love!Ansair loves him!

Holding the handwritten letter sent by Ansair with the hostage, His Majesty the Demon King shed moving tears in his heart.

He and Ansair are real!

***

Regarding the important strategic material "Prison Rice", there is only one thing that His Majesty the Demon King did not count.

In the warm and clean dungeon of Suberbian City, two fools were squatting in the prison.

The short demon was scared and anxious, they had explained everything they had to explain, and now they were pure waste with no use value, and they might be killed next.He was about to cry because of his brain power, the tall demon was still sleeping heartlessly, and he scratched the door, picked the soil, and lay down, moaning.

The keys on the guard's waist jingled, and there was the sound of barrels being moved.The short demon looked out tremblingly, but suddenly heard the sound of heaven——

"dinner's ready."

Short Devil: "!!!"

He also knew that he must eat bad food while in prison, and he was already mentally prepared, as long as he could fill his stomach.Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, when he looked at the rice in front of him, his whole body began to tremble like a wet popping candy!

It's not bad rice!

The food is actually very simple, it can only fill the stomach. After all, His Majesty the Demon King didn't intend to let the evil and criminal demons live too well, as long as they don't starve to death.But even so, the short devil also burst into tears.

There is bread, broth, some boiled green vegetables, this, this... what kind of fairy prison meal is this!

It's better than what they ate under the hands of the devil Levi!

He was about to wake up his companion to eat with great companionship, but unexpectedly, the tall demon sat up in shock from his dying illness, and the two of them immediately began to eat like a hungry ghost reincarnated, and the tears never stopped.

Prison rice is delicious.

What a great place Suberbian City is!

The bread was finished soon, and the short devil hadn't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, so he licked his mouth reluctantly.Suddenly, he saw a certain scene outside the cell, and his head was stuck on the iron fence with a "bang".

"Sir! Sir!" The short devil burst into tears, "Is there any extra food here?"

The guard was startled by him and scratched his head when he came back to his senses.

"Of course." He said, "You are not worthy of death. His Majesty the Great Demon King is very kind and allows you to eat enough."

"Praise His Majesty the Demon King!"

"Long live His Majesty Ansair!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo That's..."

At this moment, the villains in the minds of the short demon and the tall demon manipulated the computer at the same time, unswervingly selected the "Devil King Levi" folder, and pressed the delete button with their fingers without hesitation.

delete him!They only give them bad food!

They happily added bread more than a dozen times, sobbing and gulping, as if they had never eaten in eight lifetimes, and indeed they had never eaten such a delicious meal under Levi.

The guard outside the door: "..."

The hand that added the bread trembled slightly.

Strategic resources are in urgent need!

who is it!Who caught the rice bucket in? !

The author has something to say:

Ansair: ...Sorry!it's me!I'm really sorry!My prison meal ah ah ah ah!