The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns

The entire Eastern Territory was poor, and as soon as he had spare money, he would immediately invest in city construction. Words such as "annual salary" and "salary" seemed so far away to Ansair that he had heard them in his previous life.

Of course, he is not a harsh devil, and he can just tighten his belt to live, and there is no need to treat the ministers who are fighting the world badly.So at the beginning, Ansair pretended to make a salary table, with his name and the largest number at the top, showing that His Majesty the Demon King received the highest salary.

The ministers all said that it should be taken for granted, until they found out that His Majesty the Demon King would secretly invest his salary back into the city construction.

This was discovered by Bululu. As a ferocious lord who once owned mountains of gold and silver, Bululu is very sensitive to numbers, which is why Ansair named him Minister of Finance.In the beginning, the accounts were inconsistent, and the former great lord was furious, and ordered the Ministry of Finance to find out immediately, otherwise they would all be eaten up!

As a result, the accounts were counted, and it was found that the money had increased instead of missing, and after further investigation, it was found that His Majesty the Demon King was on the head.

Although His Majesty the Demon King stayed up all night to make false accounts in order to hide the money, and even lost a few precious white hairs for this, but after all, he couldn't hide it from Bululu who had been dealing with money all his life.Bululu was so cruel to other people, and he was so numb when it came to matters related to His Majesty. He flicked and flicked to ask Prime Minister Andre for help.

The big devil is holding a glass of red wine, which is a high-end consumer product purchased with the salary bestowed by His Majesty, and the ministers are actually not bad.In the slanting dim light, Bululu, who had already turned blue green like a bitter gourd from worry, looked at Andre. Suddenly, he saw that the other party poured the wine glass and let the precious wine fall on the ground, followed by the crystal glass. The cup fell to the ground and splashed into countless fragments.

The great demon with peacock feathers in his hair covered his face and smiled.

Bululu was very puzzled. In his opinion, this was not the time to laugh at all. Andre quickly thought about what to do now!

[Stop laughing!what's so funny! 】

The Chancellor squirmed in displeasure.

【I'm happy, happy, Bululu. 】

The big devil still covered his face with one hand, and Bululu couldn't see his expression, but could only hear a low voice.

【Extinguished my "anger" fire, ended your "greedy" desire... The supreme, powerful and clean demon king is almost like a gift from the demon god. 】

【Don't you feel joy, Bululu?Such a king is leading us on. 】

The slime slowly turned back to its original pink color, but there were small flowers blooming in his body, like a spring scene, showing his excellent mood.

[Of course I am happy, Andre. 】

said the translucent Chancellor of the Exchequer.

【But I laugh when I'm happy, unlike you...】

[I still cry. 】

The great demon raised his head upon hearing the words, the corners of his mouth were still raised, but tears rolled out of the demon's vertical pupils.He took off the glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

The fire of anger in my heart never ignited again.

Since the day your majesty's fire was kindled.

This matter was finally resolved with a joint letter from all the ministers headed by Andre. The ministers jointly petitioned that before the GDP of the Eastern Region reached a certain height, they would no longer collect a cent of salary just like His Majesty.

Anyway, there is extra income in normal times, and a lot of food passes through the Demon King's Palace, so money becomes unnecessary.You cannot let His Majesty enjoy innocence alone, they should be with His Majesty.

Ansair couldn't persuade him at all, so the salary slip was completely fake and posted in the devil's office.In fact, all the ministers involved in the list did not pay their salaries, and all their salaries were invested in the construction of Subbian City.

Director Vasago thought of this, and his smile became real.

"Although it is not an annual salary, we can be called a joint-stock system and run our own business."

"Oh!" Joey understood, "Family business!"

The Ans family is so rich!thumbs up!

Ansair remained silent about Joy's compliment.

... rich enough to have only one gold coin in his pocket.

Because there will be some dust when tidying up the convenience store, Vasago asked Ansair and Joey to go to the back warehouse to rest for a while, and then come to the front in 3 minutes.Before starting to tidy up, he slowly pulled down the shutter door, and under the warm light of the convenience store, his shadow gradually distorted into a huge and entangled appearance.

These scaly tentacles shone with silver light, orderly ordering the goods one by one, so fast that it was almost an afterimage.Two giant tentacles push the shelves to rearrange, small tentacles classify the products on the shelves, some tentacles clean the dusty ceiling, and some tentacles drag dust on the ground...

Among these huge hideous tentacles, the silver-haired and gray-eyed supervisor stood tall and straight. He gently picked up the spoon and stirred the prepared soup. Put in all kinds of meatballs, and the main hot food sold in convenience stores is cooked.

After 3 minutes, the supervisor put away all the tentacles and opened the door gracefully and politely.

"Your Majesty... Please take a look, is it still to your liking?"

He served some hot soup and some meatballs for Joey and Ansair, mainly to taste the taste of the new soup.Ansair took a sip and felt that his diet had finally returned to the level of the Demon King's Palace. Joey drank the soup and burst into tears.

"I used chopped pickled pickled cabbage and the original bone broth as the base of the soup, supplemented with sea prawns, soy sauce, pepper and sugar." Vasago whispered softly, but he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, "The ingredients are limited, let you eat Such crude food. When you buy this store in the future, I guarantee that such food without distinctive features and unsurpassed taste will never appear in your store.”

Joey was still crying over this bowl of soup, but when he heard Vasago say this, he suddenly thought of something.

"Ans, are you planning to sell this store?"

Ansair nodded.

"Yes."

"Ah...then it's better to have a phone call with Miss Silvia earlier. I heard before that Miss Silvia plans to buy this store in the name of the club in order to make the two of us more free. Do you know if we talked about it?"

This is important news, but Ansair doesn't think that Sylvia will covet this store, as long as she says it, she should let him buy it.It's already late at night, so I'll make another call after get off work tomorrow morning.

***

In the tidy and spacious ward, the silver-haired girl has already woken up.The wound on the abdomen has been properly treated, only slight pain still comes from time to time, but it is already within the tolerance range.Such a large wound is not suitable to be treated with healing magic in one go, as it will damage her personal healing ability, so she still needs to rest for a while.

Sylvia looked towards the window, and sure enough, the person who was leaning on the chair and accompanying her was exactly the person she thought of.This man is no longer young, and the years have left a little dust on his temples, which adds to the calm charm, but Sylvia is not worried about his age, a powerful witcher can live for a long time.

Relying on her own strength, she slowly sat up, and the sound alarmed the light-sleeping demon hunter.The witcher woke up startled, and immediately leaned over to help her arm, and put a soft pillow behind her.

but……

The hand holding her didn't move at all, it was in a dignified and dignified posture that was all about being in love and ending with courtesy.

Sylvia lowered her eyes sadly, she knew that in front of Edward, she would always be just a junior, just a little girl.

"There's no need to put a pillow like this." She forced a smile, "I'm going to get up soon, I have an important agenda today, and I'm going to talk about the purchase of a convenience store."

Edward looked at her disapprovingly.

"Sill, your injury..."

"It's okay, it won't crack anymore, I will be more careful, Edward..."

The silver-haired girl paused for a moment, and then she lowered her eyelashes, and the stars in her eyes that painted the girl's feelings came to an end sadly.

"Uncle Edward."

Sylvia insisted on this, and the witcher couldn't resist her, so he arranged for the most calm and loyal driver to drive, and he accompanied them, and they went to the agreed restaurant.Edward didn't understand at first why the ownership of the convenience store was so important, until he knew that it was the convenience store where both the brave man and the holy sword worked.

In that case, it is indeed very important.

This restaurant is also owned by the convenience store owner, who is very wary and has a somewhat volatile personality.Sylvia also worked hard to invite her for a long time before the other party finally came out to meet her, but the owner of the convenience store also said something ugly - he would not sell the convenience store to Sylvia.

Sylvia wanted to fight for it. Many things came to fruition because of fighting for it. This is also her responsibility as the head of the club.

The restaurant is surrounded by flowing water, and there are rough ironware and flags in the Viking style everywhere. The whole restaurant is like a big ship sailing on the sea, giving people a unique look and feel.

Sylvia endured the discomfort of her wound and walked into the restaurant. With a "click", like a light signal, Sylvia saw the reclusive convenience store owner.

"Crack!"

It was the sound of the other party biting potato chips.

Sylvia had seen all kinds of people, but never this kind of person.There were two big packages of food piled up next to this person, and he sat on the seat, eating everything with concentration, without stopping his mouth.But he himself is tall and handsome, with the corners of his eyes raised, and when he looks at people, there is always something strange about him.

"I've said it before, and since you're a little girl, I'll say it again."

"The shop does not sell."

Sylvia braced herself.

"If it's a matter of price..."

"No, it's not because of the price." The convenience store owner unpacked a new pack of potato chips, tasted it, and was satisfied, so he patiently explained.

"It's just that I don't want to sell to the Witcher Club, that's all."

Sylvia struggled for a while, but that person's attitude was tougher than a rock. No matter what the price was, he refused to let go of the convenience store, and he couldn't say anything important.It made Sylvia almost think that the other party was a member of a hostile organization, and they were going to make a fuss about the brave men and holy swords who worked in the shop.

Efforts were ineffective, and Sylvia had to leave.

"Crack!"

There was another sound of potato chips being crushed. The owner of the convenience store leisurely held the bag of potato chips and suddenly smiled.

The little human girl, she worked really hard, but it's a pity...

He wouldn't sell the store to anyone but Ansair.

The skylight casts in from outside the ship-shaped restaurant, casting the convenience store owner's eyebrows in shadow.Suddenly, his golden eyes changed, the pupils elongated and stood erect like a strange species.

This is undoubtedly a pair of -

Devil's eyes.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The devil laughed.

"My proudest student."

The author has something to say:

As mentioned earlier, the Great Demon Hermit taught Demon Lord Ansair.

Don't worry!My own people!