The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Outside the tent, Theros didn't get a response for a long time, and he almost wondered if Ansair was so tired that he fell asleep directly.He repeatedly recalled Ansair's performance on the battlefield just now. Being targeted by those monsters concentratedly, the power consumption might not be too small. At this time, the potion is very effective.

Just when he was about to call out again, there was finally a lazy response from the tent.

"Calling... calling for your life?"

Theros: "..."

Ansair could always irritate him with a single word.

But then, he didn't feel angry at all, because the voice in the tent continued slowly——

"I'm changing clothes, wait a minute."

These words made him suddenly shaken, and he could almost imagine the appearance of the white hair scattered in the dark demon king's cloak.In addition, he seemed to have heard the creaking sound of clothes rubbing against each other, followed by a slight "ding", which was the sound of the thin ink-gold chain on Ansair's wrist falling down again.

"……come in."

Although the process was thrilling, Ansair finally changed his horns under the nose of Theros.He stuffed the broken horn into another space ring to ensure that it would not be found.Before putting it into the interspatial ring, he even touched the broken horn, obviously he had some feelings after wearing it for a long time.

But there was another thing that caught his attention even more.

In the past 300 years, no matter how frequent the battles were, no matter how dangerous the situation was, no matter how hard he tried to output power, there was no problem with this horn headband.The alchemist with the head of a crow once assured him that the horn headband he made had considered the most extreme situations and would not go wrong easily.

But that was for Ans Aire in the past.Ansair looked at his hand. Now he was only outputting power slightly, and the fine ink-gold chain that could devour light elements began to tremble endlessly.

His power...recovered?

Judging by the situation, Yu Yi may also...

Recalling the embarrassment when he first came to the Demon Realm, and the battle he had barely supported with the magic crystal in his hand, Ansair's eyes flickered, and finally he closed his eyes and stopped thinking about this issue for the time being.

In the future, you should pay more attention to the use of power, before replacing the new batch of horns.

You can't leave Theros outside for too long, something might happen to that guy.Ansair tidied it up briefly to make the horns look more natural, and before he even had time to put on a new cloak, he asked Theros to come in.

——So Theros saw Ansair who was completely different from usual.

There is no dark and majestic demon cloak, and under the soft light of the magic lamp, the demon king of the Eastern Region is sitting in a cutely decorated armchair. Neat, slightly messy.The Demon King looked at him with his chin in his hands. Only the setting sun-colored demon pupils were sharp all over his body, and the rest were as clear and soft as melting snow.

He looked at Selos speechlessly.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" As soon as he finished asking, he showed a dazed look, "Didn't you just say that you would stay and deal with the follow-up... Did you go back on your word and want to drag me back to work?"

Theros: "..."

Many times, he wished that Ansair could not speak if he could not speak!

When Ansair said this, Seiros came back with some sense of going offline just now, and suddenly felt that the medicine box in his hand was very embarrassing.Due to the majesty of the Demon King, he didn't want himself to appear overly concerned, so after a short thought, he began to place bottles of potions on the small round table in front of Ansair.

One bottle, two bottles, three bottles...

Ansair watched him put out the potion inexplicably.

"This is almost all kinds of energy recovery potions on the market."

After placing the medicine bottle, Theros introduced a sentence in a casual tone.Ansair glanced at him warily, and then looked at the medicine bottles on the table. Several of the bottles inside were made by masters. They were expensive and could be called rare treasures.He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of Seros, so he just responded vaguely.

"Well……"

So?

The demon king with black blue vertical pupils showed a faint smile.

"sell to you."

Ansair: "..."

He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Seros' gourd just now, but now he knows, this bastard is really here to sell medicine!

Even bother him picking horns!And it gave him a big jump!

Ans Elton didn't hesitate, and threw the troublesome guy out of his tent together with the potion.

Serros, who was kicked out, carried the medicine box, frowning slightly, as if he was still a little puzzled.

"Don't you want to buy it? You seem to need it very much, and a bottle only costs one hundred gold coins."

Theros felt that there was nothing wrong with his way of doing things, and he used the title of "transaction" to cover it up a little, so that Ansair would not easily notice his concern... Well, he admitted that he did care about Ansair , that's why the ultra-low price of one hundred gold coins was set.If Ansair picks out those rare bottles of potions, isn't the price the same as a free gift?Will the devil be short of a hundred gold coins?

The only thing Seros missed is that there really is a devil whose pocket is cleaner than his face!

Ansair only had the gold coin that Bululu gave him before he set off, so his answer was very concise and crisp.

"No money! Stay away!"

If you are really tired, you can rest after a nap. What medicine do you want to relieve fatigue!That's a sinful luxury!

Theros couldn't understand at all, whether Ansair wanted to fight against him, or was he really stubborn.He stood in front of the tent for a while, his face changed, and finally he turned around and left.

Ansair breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of leaving outside the tent, and concentrated on his own problems.Although the new horns have been replaced, the sequelae still exist. As long as he stretches his hand to the top of his head and touches it just above the horns, he can feel the warmth with his fingertips.

That is the light element in the gathering.The growth of the aperture is irreversible, as if some kind of law defaults to the fact that angels must have apertures. That's why Ansair's struggle with the aperture is so protracted and arduous.He knew very well that it was necessary to break the aperture again for this wave, and it was not possible now, and the aperture was not yet familiar. According to his experience, the aperture would be mature in about six hours.

At that time, the celebration banquet should have just finished, and it was a blessing in misfortune that he had time to be alone.

Maybe he can also take a look at what seems to be his new wings?Although the bat wing pendant is very convenient, it is still a pleasure to touch the original wings that have been separated for more than 300 years.

Ansair made up his mind, and tiredness gradually came to him.However, Ansair didn't feel sorry for the previous fatigue-relieving potions. He simply planned to take a nap before getting up to prepare for the celebration banquet.Suddenly, he heard the voice of Selos going and returning.

Could it be that he still wants to sell medicine?

"Of course not." Seros, who walked in for the second time, was expressionless. Ansair saw him holding a medicine box full of medicines in one hand and two empty cups in the other. Got it from the tavern.

One of the cups contained something transparent, which made Ansair's eyes slightly widen.

——It was a glittering and translucent ice rose in full bloom.

Seeing him notice the ice rose, Selos' voice became low and peaceful.

"The celebration banquet will have to wait for a while, before that..."

"A drink alone?"

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