The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

Resounding footsteps with feline lightness.

The light falls through the stained glass on both sides and falls into the wide corridor, and the shadows are in the shape of thousands of colorful feathers, just like angels spreading their wings, shedding colorful light of virtue.

——The brave man is walking alone in the long corridor.

Another sound of hurried footsteps caught up, and when it was about to approach, it stopped hesitantly.The echo of the splash has not disappeared, seeing the brave man's footsteps, the chasers had no choice but to open their mouths.

"... Rhine!"

The boy holding the stick finally called out to the brave man, but the other party stopped, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Is it to persuade Rhine to change his mind and return to the embrace of the Holy Court?It is impossible for Rhine to agree, and he does not want to be a bad person.While hesitating, it was the brave man named "Rhein" who spoke first.

And even if he spoke, the brave man didn't look back.

"Be careful these days, Anthony." Rhine said flatly, "It's going to be a mess."

He was dressed in black and had black hair, solemn as a dead plant.Although he still maintains the appearance of a human youth, Anthony knows that both Rhine and him have been ruthlessly polished by hundreds of years.

"Are you referring to... the recent frequent demon incidents?" Anthony thought nervously for a while, and said the recent situation that most likely corresponded to Rhine's words.Unexpectedly, this guess was directly rejected.

"A demon?" Rhine smiled coldly, "Is it really a demon?"

Without waiting for Anthony to respond, he looked up at the dome of the promenade. Angels were depicted on the dome, each with gorgeous wings and compassionate eyes.

Someone once told him that the passage between the Three Realms was about to be closed, and from then on, no matter whether it was an angel or a demon, they would never set foot in the human world unless they were smuggled.Sure enough, from that year onwards, for a full 300 years, angels no longer came to the Holy Court, whether it was perfunctory routines or condescending reprimands... overnight, there was nothing.

The brave man who was still young at that time suffered the last teaching from the angel.

How blood-stained those six wings are but does not hide their holiness, how brilliant the sunset-colored pupils are like a sea of ​​light... Except for the forgotten face of the angel following the oath with the supreme sky, everything else is vivid and clear As if it happened yesterday.

Seeing his sudden silence, Anthony thought he was shaking, so he quickly mentioned a major event that happened in the Holy Court recently.

"Rhein, if you want to come back, now is the best time." He said, not concealing his piety and joy, "The angel of the supreme sky has come again! He has ice blue pupils, light golden eyes Long hair, who calls herself Shariah, wants to borrow the power of the Holy Court, and will once again guide us in the name of an angel..."

"..."

"... Rhine?"

He thought that maybe these narrations could change his friend's heart, but Anthony was disappointed. He only heard his friend sigh softly.

"Angel's guidance..."

"Yes!"

Unexpectedly, Rhine suddenly turned around and said in an almost angrily tone.

"No angels, Anthony."

Anthony slowly opened his eyes wide because of the disrespectful words.

"what?"

"There is no angel in the Most High Heaven except that one!"

Rhine said in a cold voice.

"For 300 years, I have been thinking about a question. Human beings will exclude the aliens, wouldn't angels not? Since the angels are excluded in the supreme heaven, what kind of existence is filling the heavens? I panic for this conclusion, and I am afraid This conclusion is horrifying, and now the news you bring only makes me more firm in my original decision to leave."

The brave man showed a desolate expression.

"Anthony, in the eyes of the Supreme Heaven, human beings are nothing but ants."

"Only in the eyes of that angel in the setting sun can human beings truly be human."

After saying this, he stopped talking, and it was meaningless to say any more.The brave man continued to walk firmly, and walked out of the colorful feather corridor belonging to the holy court. Behind him, the young man let his hand holding the staff hang down.From under the hat of his gray cloak, a small curly-tailed chameleon suddenly emerged, and gently touched his face with its webbed claws.

"I am fine."

Although he said it was fine, the boy sounded like he was about to cry. He raised the sleeve of his cloak and wiped his eyes.

"I'm fine, Parka."

***

How can I not go to work?

The current Ansair is completely able to come up with a conclusion——

Just blow up the work unit!

He comfortably absented himself from work for a whole day without any consequences, and when the evening approached, he rushed to the convenience store at the agreed time.The sunset in the evening has not covered the sky yet, and the convenience store is brightly lit, but it is not in normal business, but in urgent maintenance.

A well-paid second-rate star generously paid the bill for repairs, including all the ice cream that had melted in the freezer, so neither Ansair nor Joey was deducted.Although he didn't come to work, Ansair still had business to do.

[Now, you have come into contact with the reality of the world, and even killed a demon with your own hands. 】

In the ruins of the convenience store last night, the young man with an oriental aura said this to him.

【You have the right to choose—whether to sign a vow of silence and never talk about the real world again; or choose to join an organization hidden in the shadows and hang your life on the blade from now on. 】

[You can choose between these two paths. 】

Of course, Ansair chose the latter without hesitation. If the truth of knowing and joining the world is hanging on the blade, then he must be the one who tap dances on the blade.

Ansair mentally imitated the accordion gesture.

No one—better than the Demon King—knows—the reality of the world—

Whether it was playing tricks or something else, Ansair found that he was completely human, only occasionally thinking about the devil.

Ansair met Joey at the agreed place. Unlike Ansair who was still calm, Joey seemed extremely excited.

"Really! I didn't expect it at all!" Joey said happily, "One day I will be able to continue to work with you, Anse, on another level! You don't know, when I went into the convenience store to look for you yesterday, I really wowed Crying loudly, in the end, you just sat there, like an emperor, and the high-ranking demon died under your feet..."

Ansair was afraid that he would mention the French stick and holy sword again, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Hasn't the cloud come over yet?"

Yun Yu said last night that he would be Ansair's referrer, and he would naturally be responsible for bringing Ansier to the Witcher Club for the first time.And agree on a good time and place, and gather on time.Joey was also worried about Ansair, so he wanted to go with him. Although he was a sixth-class star, he was very popular in the club, and he could also take Ansier along the way to go through formalities.

"Oh, Mr. Yun." Joey remembered, "Mr. Yun has a temporary mission. He said he will wait for us at the teleportation point, and I will take you there first."

Although the Demon Hunter Club is a club in name, its physical size is very large, and it has branches in almost every city, responsible for sending and receiving tasks, contacting club members, and conducting commodity trade.There is a huge branch in the city where Ansair is located. It is no wonder that a sixth-class star with special talents such as Joey and a powerful second-class star like Yunjiao will appear here.

"By the way, Ans, look, this is the badge that every demon hunter will have. It's called [Star Wheat]."

On the way to the teleportation point, Joey gave Anse Elkop something about the Witcher's Club.The Witcher Club has been established for hundreds of years. It was originally founded by a powerful magician Pachas, and he proposed to divide the ranks by stars.

The first-magnitude star is the brightest, so it is given to the strongest; the sixth-magnitude star is the dimmest, so it is given to the weaker... The stars in the middle correspond to abilities in turn, and gradually developed and evolved into today's Demon Hunter Club.

Ansair looked at the golden badge in Joey's hand. The star had six corners, and a bunch of wheat ears stood beside it. The humbly hanging wheat awns were facing the star.He also recalled the second-class star badge of Yunjiao. The star is almost like a narrow vertical rhombus, and it looks like a vertical shuttle.

"The club currently doesn't have a first-class star, so Mr. Yun, who is a second-class star, is already very strong. He is willing to be your referrer, and no one will dare to bully you in the future." Joey sighed and said, "Ans, you The situation is a pity, if you were in the club from the very beginning, killing a high-ranking demon would be enough for you to be promoted to a third-class star!"

Ansair: "..."

No, he didn't want to climb to a high position that much, he had already reached the top in the Demon Realm.

"I've said it all, killing the high-ranking demon was just an accident."

Ansair didn't want to make himself appear too prominent, too prominent and easy to be exposed, he didn't want to get into some serious position like the Demon Realm, a Demon King was enough.

"That monster... that demon was seriously injured, was crushed by a shelf in the middle, was hit by a strong light, and crashed into a wall. When we confronted each other in the warehouse, it was no longer able to do well." Ann said the same words. Siyer has already said it to Yun Jian, "I just picked up a bargain."

"That's amazing too! How dare you hit it with a baguette!"

Joey had gradually shown signs of blindly trusting Ansair, and Ansair was terrified, as if he had seen the pathological process of the subordinates of the demon world.

"I-I'm not..."

"You are! You are!"

The two of them talked and came to the agreed street.There is a distance from the convenience store here, in the middle of the high-rise buildings, maintaining the old brick style, Ansair even saw several down-to-earth trash cans, and Yunjiao was waiting for them not far away.

As if she had just finished working overtime and was a little tired, Yun Jian was leaning against the wall behind, but when she saw them coming, she slowly straightened up.His handsome face was as expressionless as ever, but he could barely see some joy.

"My performance has broken to zero, for newcomers."

Yun Yun said.

"Very worthy of celebration. Before, I hadn't met a new person alive."

The missions that Yun Yu participates in are often very dangerous. Usually, you can only watch some qualified newcomers disappear like wheat. Those like Ansair who can survive and fight back under the hands of high-ranking demons are really okay. It can be called extraordinary talent.

Ansair: "..."

He felt that it was unlucky for Yun Jian to speak.

In the ancient street, the three of them faced the wall, Yun Jian took a step forward, and the second-class star badge flashed on his chest.

The walls don't move.

The feet of the three are empty!

Ansair, who had already discovered the true location of the teleportation circle in advance, was expressionless. It can be said that his Harx Potter's dream was completely shattered. It was impossible to rush into the wall and crash into a brand new world. It could only be like eating dumplings Drain down like this.

When he finally felt his feet touching the ground, Ansair slowly opened his eyes.

——He stood in front of a lively tavern together with Yun Yu and Joey.

***

The people in the secret meeting found that Lord Demon seems to be in a particularly good mood today.After reading a few pages of information about the Witcher Club, the adults seem to have developed a strong interest in this organization, and even asked if the uniforms of the Witcher Club look good.

"Large, probably in this style." Fran nervously handed over the picture, and the demon looked at it carefully, and suddenly smiled.

The style is tasteful.

Ansair would look good in that.

His Majesty the Demon King has often been immersed in a kind of fantasy recently. He always dreamed that after Ansair joined the Demon Hunter Club, he would painstakingly search for his whereabouts every day. He confronted.

Then he took this brave man...

Theros is immersed in the role-playing play in his head, unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, Westem hurried in with a pale face.

"My lord! The Holy Court... It is said that the Holy Court..."

"An angel has descended!"

Mo Lan's vertical pupils suddenly narrowed slightly, and then a ray of cold and sharp light flashed across his eyes.

Angel?

The angels are chatting with him, and the magic mirror sends messages to communicate with him every day. The so-called angels who have descended to the Holy Court...

What is it?

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Theros: It's so annoying, interrupt my brain role-playing!

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