The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The illusory but down-to-earth dream of the devil was planted from that moment.

When he fought in the Eastern Region, when he came to the throne, when he was crowned...

Seeds germinate and blossom, ideals never go out.

but……

Ansair was expressionless.

This doesn't mean that he won't drop his pen when Theros vetoes his policies, nor does it mean that he desperately wants to fight Theros face to face at that time.

He broke away from the shielding magic and walked towards Yun Jian who was looking for him.The second-class demon hunter turned his black eyes, saw him, and walked towards him with Joey.

"Don't you like the excitement?" Yun Yan asked.

"Ah."

This is a very precious quality, and an excellent witcher will always live alone in order to ensure his sharpness.Yun Yu's expression softened, and beside him, Joey was blinking at Ansair with excitement, as if hinting that something good was about to happen.

what?Ansair was a little confused, and then he saw Yun Jian take out something.

——It was an invitation card in the color of the starry sky. The pattern of wheat ears of stars was printed on the invitation card, which was the logo of the Witcher Club.When Yun Yu handed the invitation to Ansair, his expression was serious.

"This is an invitation to the club's annual meeting. You must have heard of it before."

Oh, that's what Gavin wanted to give him before?Ansair raised his eyebrows slightly. He took the invitation and opened it. His name was written on it with a gold pen, and there was also a venue - Metropolis.

"The annual meeting will be held in the metropolis, just the night before the birthday. At that time, people from all directions related to the hunting work will gather at the annual meeting to jointly hold a simulated hunting operation."

It sounds interesting. After Ansair came to the human world, he hasn't been to the metropolis yet.Because both the witcher's club and the secret meeting belong to the mysterious side of power, and they are actually separated from the feasting and feasting human world by a layer, so staying in a remote town will not attract too much attention.

"But Ans, there is something I want to tell you solemnly."

Yun Yun said solemnly.

"It's not because you're a brave that you got this invitation. No one can erase your contribution to the club and your achievements in hunting demons, and neither can your status as a brave man erase them."

"Excellent sixth-class demon hunter Ansair, are you willing to accept this invitation?"

Ansair's eyes also softened, and he put the invitation in his pocket.

"Willing to take it and be proud of it."

Yun Jian also laughed, and he said again.

"The detailed information of the annual meeting will be sent to you and Joey separately later. Since many forces participated in this annual meeting, the simulated hunting has become a venue for competition. You must be among the teams sent by the club this year. The Holy Court will also send people, as well as... the Silent Council."

This term was very new, and it was the first time Ansair had heard of it.

"It's another secret organization in the human world, which gathers... alien races inhabiting the human world." Yun Yan explained, "Witches, vampires, solitary mages, and even half-orcs, they usually have stronger power than humans, and they also There is a considerable gap between humans and humans.”

After hearing this, Ansair pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

This seemed like a good opportunity for his ministers to haunt the Human World in a legitimate way.Most of the ministers have human forms, Guxin can disguise as a half-orc, and Andre... a blood race?

Ansair thought of another question, if he formed such an alien team to participate in the simulated hunting at the annual meeting...

Is it crushing?It would be too bullying.

If, and if, he puts Theros in the team...

It's terrible, can this year's meeting be better!

***

After the lively bonfire party, the demon hunters packed their bags and boarded the return bus under the night.How many people were there when they came, and how many people are still there when they go back, so the result of zero attrition is unprecedented.Demon hunters, while hunting demons, have learned to hang their lives on the blades of more powerful demons.

All of this is thanks to the brave Ansair and the holy sword Joey!

Many demon hunters secretly cast their gazes in the direction of Ansair, and saw the white-haired brave man sitting in his seat with his eyes closed, looking very calm and credible.The seat next to him was empty, so someone was naturally eager to sit with the brave man.

"Ans, I'll sit with you..."

Joey also boarded the bus, and while talking, he was about to sit on the seat next to Ansair.In the end, for some reason, he turned a corner when he reached the point of his mouth, and he was also confused, so he sat in a place three rows away from Ansair in a daze.

Joey: ... dumbfounded.

Ansair closed his eyes and opened his eyes, and glanced at the side from the corner of his eye.

"Holy Sword is not very smart, don't interfere with him with spiritual magic."

Hearing this kind of short-sighted words, Seiros didn't show it on the face, but felt a little wronged in his heart.Ok, without the interference of psychic magic, just watch Holy Sword sit by?Did Ansair not want to sit with him?Then he just gave up his position to that holy sword... Wait.

His Majesty the Demon King's eyes were blank.

He thought he could give up the position to Holy Sword.

Then Ansair sat on his lap!

Theros suddenly turned from anger to joy, which made Ansair, who could read his emotions, feel a little baffling.The bus will run at night, and the witchers can take a nap on their seats, and when the next day dawns, they will return to their original city.Thinking of this, Ansair couldn't help but yawned, and the next second, he found Theros next to him sitting up straight.

Lean over.

His Majesty the Demon King thought reservedly in his heart.

He allowed Ansair to sleep on his shoulder through the long night's journey.What's more, Ansair would fall asleep directly, just leaning on his shoulder, with white hair pouring down half of his body, and the airflow between his breaths lingering around his ears.Maybe there will be occasional murmurs, like a bird chirping in a dream; maybe there will be a little nightmare, he can gently coax him...

My heart is beautiful again.

His Majesty the Demon King imagined all the possible reactions of Ansair in his sleep, but he never imagined one thing.

A few rows of seats away from the Holy Sword Joey, a sword tip emerged.

"Ans, don't sleep. After we go back, we will be on the night shift, and we will go to sleep after we go back. Now that we sleep, the jet lag will be overwhelmed."

Ansair nodded.

"Okay, I won't sleep."

Theros: "..."

He had no choice but to comfort himself, the journey was still long, and he would still fall asleep if he was extremely sleepy!He believed that Ansair would sleep!

That nasty spike is popping up again in the front row.

"Ans, let me recommend a small game to relieve drowsiness. You can play it, and you won't be sleepy after playing it."

Ansair forced himself to yawn.

"Okay, I'll play."

Theros: "..."

He wants to break the holy sword!break!fold!

Joey quickly recommended the game to Ansair from the communication software, and Ansair downloaded it with the magic mirror phone and took a closer look.

——"Summon the Big Watermelon". 【Note】

Knowing that he didn't want to sleep, the magic mirror also started talking to him in a rambling voice that only Ansair could hear.

"Oh, my dear Majesty, you are so discerning! This is the most popular human game nowadays!"

"Really?"

Ansair's drowsiness subsided a little, so he will have a good time.

As a result, both Joey was online and the magic mirror was talking live, Ansair became more and more energetic when playing, and his hair stood on end.On the other hand, Seros next to him gradually withered in silence.

He hates Holy Sword.

His Majesty the Demon King thought calmly.

He hated the Broken Mouth Mirror.

He hates big watermelons even more!

However, His Majesty the Demon King was ultimately powerless to change everything, and could only watch Ansair's emotions getting more and more excited, and in the end...

His eyes were staring like copper bells.

Theros: "..."

On the contrary, he himself played chess with Ansair last night. After Ansier fell asleep, he actually didn't play chess with himself, but admired the angel's flawless sleeping face up close.He also spread his wings and moved Ansair to sleep on his wings, rounding off to sleep on him!

So now he is very sleepy.

It was painful.

Except for the driver, all the demon hunters in the car were asleep, only Ansair and Joey were still awake, plus a very sleepy demon king.Seros thought he would hold on all night, but unexpectedly, Ansair, who seemed to be concentrating on the game, suddenly said to him.

"It made you so addicted to chess that you couldn't sleep last night, were you sleepy?"

"……Um."

"Come on, I'll spread my wings and give you a pillow, so you can sleep for a while."

What is another village that is dark in the willows and bright in the flowers!His Majesty the Demon King tried his best to suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and pretended to think for a while calmly on the surface, as if he reluctantly responded.

"can."

Ansair's eyes were still fixed on the screen.

"What's your attitude? It's fine if you don't sleep."

No!Want a pillow!

Selos saw the bat wings begin to unfold slowly, with silver patterns outlined on the edges, looking noble and elegant, full of the majesty of a demon king.This is one of Ansair's stationery, Seros commented inwardly, and it is also an important stationery, which plays a pivotal role in the underachiever Ansair's career as the devil king. Currently...

Fractured.

Theros: "...I remember you broke your wing before, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Ansair was busy playing the game, "It's not so fragile, you can rest assured and boldly rest on your pillow."

He was patched!

Theros felt that his emotions were a little complicated, but he quickly figured it out.Although it was just a batwing pendant, it must have become a part of Ansair's body for so many years. Ansair's willingness to give him the batwing pendant was a reflection of an intimate relationship.

With a sense of happiness, he slowly leaned back and leaned on the spread silver-patterned bat wings.

"Crack."

Cardiopulmonary arrest!

Ansair also slowly stopped playing the game and fell silent.

+1 for the patch.

When will the new wings arrive?This broken wing really can't hold on!

Theros was already quite used to being frightened by Ansair, he was silent for a while, and took the initiative to speak out.

"Are you... broken again?"

Ansair was also silent for a while, and praised quickly.

"You really understand me."

Theros: "..."

He doesn't want to understand like this!

It wasn't the first time that he was frightened by Ansair into cardiopulmonary arrest.He was worried about Ansair every day, could this disguise really work?How did the 300 years in the Demon Realm come about?

Seros felt that since he knew Ansair's identity as an angel, he had suffered a lot of mental torture, so he was angry from the heart, and decided to win the round.

"You belong to osteoporosis."

He said lightly.

"Have you considered taking some middle-aged and elderly devil calcium tablets to supplement calcium?"

Ansair: "..."

Middle-aged devil... Middle-aged devil cereal... No!Middle-aged and old... Middle-aged and old demon calcium... Bah!

Cyrus!Find a fight!

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This word is unexpectedly a bit difficult to pronounce (dignified)

[Note] "Summon the Big Watermelon": a combination of "Summon the Dragon" and "Synthesize the Big Watermelon".