MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 104 【Thanks for irrigation】

The angel's phantom light disappeared, and with his back to the subordinates of the demon world, Ansi Er squatted down, touched the ground with his fingertips, and performed the angel salute.

He bid farewell to his former colleagues as a courtesy.

Just as he stood up and waved to the back, the black swan spread his wings and ran towards him with a "pat-ta-ta-ta", carefully glanced at Ansel's expression, "Gah" a sound.

Ans, don't be sad about this forced love, it's not love at all!

Let him tell Ansair about Asmodeus's love!

Ansel: "...?"

He looked down at the black swan with its wings outstretched and hugged his legs. He always felt that the goose seemed to have a disagreement with himself in thinking. He poked the goose's head, and the black swan shook his hair and looked at him a little aggrieved.

His Majesty the Demon King didn't know that the two angels didn't talk about forced love at all. For another deceased angel, he was completely unaware of the human alchemist's feelings and only regarded him as an enemy.

Angels don’t really talk about feelings, they are more about like-mindedness and common paths.

Ansier wondered how much information he had just learned. The heavenly world was actually far away from him. No matter what it was, it was fine, but in the face of the invasion, it was best not to collapse any of the three worlds. One ring, so try to get as much as you can. So he spoke tactfully, as a way to save face for the heavens, and did not say anything about the internal traitors for the time being.

"Heaven seems...something happened, it's a bit rotten."

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Blulu and Vassago fell silent.

In their concept, other realms are not good enough! Pull your hips! Only they are the best in the Eastern Demon Realm!

The black swan understood it. He felt uncomfortable for a moment. It seemed that what Anselm talked to the angel just now was all business, not forced love. After being uncomfortable, he followed and became worried again. Heaven is another workplace of Ansi Er. Is there something wrong with that workplace now? Will it affect Ansel's future?

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"Afterwards, I will discuss this issue with Ceros again, and I will let you know when I have an idea." He saw Vassago smiling, and the years of tacit understanding made him raise his eyebrows slightly.

"What's wrong?"

The supervisor immediately bowed.

"Your Majesty, there seems to be a small problem with your friends."

As a careful supervisor, Vassago did not forget to take a look at the condition of His Majesty's friends when he went out to explore. Naturally, he also left a marking magic to check the status of those humans at any time. At this moment, there is a change in the marked magic place, and fierce elemental collisions come from time to time, obviously fighting with people.

This is obviously not in the leveling and upgrading scope planned by His Majesty, and it needs to be reported.

A quarrel with someone, is it a fight for the prey? This was the first thing that Ansair thought of, but according to Vassago, Rhine and a few others have successfully joined forces. Looking at the human world, they are definitely the top combat power. In this simulated demon hunt, someone could actually beat them. Did you come and go?

Either enemies or talents! If it's the latter, Ansel is willing to dig it out for the Human World.

Anseyer doesn't know yet, the scene of the confrontation between the two sides is actually quite magical.

The man wrapped in the black robe was terrifying and his eyes were crazy. The witcher club's practice of dismantling all the staff made him spend a lot of effort to find Rhine and his party, but after looking around, he couldn't find the person he was really looking for!

…Ansel!

The only thing that still retains its former appearance is his hands. The alchemist's hands are always well maintained, but the blood vessels on these hands are gradually agitating and expanding.

He looked at the people related to Ansel in hatred.

Everything starts from Ans Air. In the coastal town, he originally wanted to take advantage of the demon hunters to acquire a few high-ranking demons, but he never imagined that this impromptu decision would turn his entire life upside down!

Once, he was highly respected in the secret society, and with the relationship between alchemy and years of business, he was able to live comfortably. But with the successful summoning of the devil, the forces within the secret society began to reshuffle, and everything was based on the will of the devil as the highest criterion. Farran devoutly believed in demons, and presented to the other party the supreme alchemy that he had studied in the secret society for many years, but the demon frowned slightly when he looked at the products of human alchemy.

[…These, aren’t you from the same race? 】

Falang thought that the other party was testing his loyalty, and hurriedly knelt down. He expressed to the devil that he was willing to leave the ranks of human beings at any time and become a slave of the devil, with absolute loyalty and absolute obedience...

However, the demon just let him go away in boredom.

[As a human being, you really have lost the dignity of a human being. 】

Fran failed to get the devil's blue eye, and from that day on, his situation in the secret society began to be different. Fran was in a hurry. It just so happened that the noble demon needs more high-ranking demons. If he can donate enough, he will definitely be able to restore the previous bad impression!

Although, Fran did not understand what the other party meant by "human decency".

Believe in demons, pursue power...isn't that enough?

However, Farran's plan was aborted in the middle. In the small town, someone stopped him from taking the devil away. That man didn't wear a badge, he wore a coat casually, his sloppy expression and sharp eyes made him look like a strong man.

…actually not a strong man at all! It's just a mere six-star!

Fran hated so much that she was actually scared away by such a sixth-class star. When fleeing, it was inevitable that there would be omissions, and the people of the Holy Court chased after him like a pack of **** wolves, and he brought trouble to the secret society.

It was from that incident that his world completely collapsed, the devil completely rejected him, and Westem just wanted to extract his remaining value. In the secret meeting, Farran was more and more cautious and lingering on, hoping that one day he could regain the trust of the demon, and even hope that one day he could gain more love, but more and more, he only heard the name of Ansi Er in the mouth of the demon. .

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[Pay attention to Ansel's movements. 】

[Anyone in the secret society is not allowed to do anything to Ans El. 】

【Anse El…】

—The devil only pays attention to Ans El, and the name is often recited in his mouth, earnestly and softly.

Such a sixth-class star, even became a hero in the end, and was surrounded by major forces. Fran inquired about all kinds of news about the brave, and the jealousy and injustice in his heart became more and more fierce. He began to attribute everything he had suffered to Ansel, and spent the long night on hatred.

In the end, Westham drained all of Flange's value, and Flange had to leave the conclave.

In addition to taking revenge on Ansel, Farran has no other idea. He wants to eliminate the source of his misfortune. The witcher club's annual meeting is a mock witch hunt. The best way to become an Ansel who has become a hero!

[And, we will help you too. 】

The twins, each with a black wing, laughed at him.

[I heard that you are very good at human alchemy, we can use many times the power to make your proudest alchemy come true on you. 】

【Then, let’s take revenge on the white-haired hero! 】

【By the way, we only have one request...】

【If you see a black kitten wearing a witch hat, remember to call us. 】

[Berry and Al, just call these two names! 】

The black robe was tightly wrapped, and the voice of Flange came hoarsely from below.

"Where's Ansel...?"

"Who are you?" Rhine frowned.

Joey seemed to be able to remember a little and guessed.

"Lan or something...Lanfa? The secret alchemist I met in the coastal town."

Such a chatty exchange made Fran angry, his voice full of hatred.

"Let Ansel come out and meet me! Fight me! Don't hide like a coward!"

"To be honest, we are also looking for it. Do you have any clues?" Anthony asked sincerely, and Rhine nodded beside him. They don't seem to be afraid of the hysterical Flange at all, and there is really no need to be afraid. The brave and sages are all together, and they also bring a kitten who makes up the number.

Infuriated by their nonchalant attitude, Fran growled with red eyes.

"Let him come out! Otherwise I'll clean up with you!"

Joey suddenly shuddered, as if he had been flipped on a switch, he stretched his head straight ahead.

"Come, come, hit! Hit! Hit here!"

He is super confident in his own now!

Anthony and Rhine firmly held on to the holy sword that suddenly stretched out their heads, and the Frenchman was stunned. He endured for a few seconds, and suddenly tore off the black robe!

Flange, who is exposed to the eyes of everyone, can hardly be called a human being. His body was completely transformed by alchemy, and flesh and blood were mixed with machinery, making it indistinguishable from each other. These alchemy components can enable his body to exert far more capabilities than the human body. Whether it is martial arts or magic chanting, the strength is incomparable.

The three immediately dispersed, Joey ran the slowest and had no experience in fighting. But his identity is so special that he can't avoid it, so he can't dodge and hold it on top of his head. Although there may be the danger of concussion, he can still do his best. He really misses Ans Air very much now. If Ans Air was there, he would do a backflip with Thomas and finally stand upside down, Ans Air would grab his ankle like this! Draw your sword and sweep the Quartet in minutes!

Little black cat Jasmine is a little witch who cares about love and righteousness. How can she not help when her partners fight? But just as she wanted to help, she was pushed back into her pocket with her kitten face and made an indistinct "mic hum".

Rhein always remembers the boss's entrustment.

Someone is hunting for Jasmine, it’s best to hide it when you can hide it.

Distantly, the twins are using far-sighted magic to look at the smoke billowing scene. As the line of sight moved in the field, the target did not appear for a long time.

"Berry, haven't you shown up yet?" the twin brother asked in a low voice.

"Well, no. That man named Rhine is very suspicious. Our subordinates had an impression of him before. When the human alchemist is dead, let's go."

Even if there is an augmented human body alchemy, Flange is not a match for those people, the twins are very clear.

Belli used the farsighted magic to build a pergola with her hands. Suddenly, she put down her hands and rubbed her eyes, and immediately used magic again. In her sight, a bright color appeared—

The fluttering white hair was tied into a braid and casually draped over the shoulders. The dark witcher's uniform was lining the white hair, the sixth-class star badge shone on his chest, and those eyes like the clouds of the sunset in the distant sky, wherever they looked, seemed to be brilliant.

It seemed that she was also captured by this beautiful face, and Flange, who was rampaging and squandering his magic power, gradually stopped moving. He was still breathing heavily, repeatedly identifying the identity of the other party, and when it was confirmed, he rushed out in an instant!

The sudden appearance, the scornful look at others, and the reminiscence of the beginning of countless nightmares...

It's just a mere sixth-magnitude star! What about the brave? Just keep him from drawing the holy sword!

But Fran forgot that people can make progress. By virtue of his status as a hero, Ansier has already released a little more of the strength he has suppressed. Anyway, in the concept of human beings, the hero is synonymous with power.

"Yeah!" This is the sister who builds the pergola.

"Yeah." This is the younger brother who builds the pergola.

The twins couldn't help but flap their wings at the same time, put their hands together, and fly happily in place.

"Belli!"

"Al!"

The twins said in unison.

"He's so handsome!"

The author has something to say:

Cerros Goose: "Gah!"