MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 174

The normality of most people is the normality of heaven.

The justice of the majority is the justice of the heaven.

In the long time, the heaven will maintain such a nearly static appearance, and the pure white world will not change until each consul ascends the throne and the stars move.

…as it should be.

But this time, the celestial world, which has lost a certain consul, seems to have been static for too long.

The lost star is still kind after all. Although he will not choose this place again, he still does not hesitate to use a small peripheral vision to illuminate this static pure white world.

Being on the throne, it is not common to see consuls, let alone ordinary angels. Although Mayfair has the job of guarding the solid-color prison, this job is too small to satisfy her wishes.

She raised her head carefully, using the eyes she could finally see, to see the invisible face of the other party.

"I...will not be stuck in the snow here again."

She wouldn't even know what a bright smile was on her face at this moment.

Want to see more and more!

I want to be the wing that executes all the other party's orders!

For this...

She will climb up to that very high theme.

***

On the last day of the toasting ceremony of the three rulers, according to common sense, the three rulers should gather in the main hall of the palace to avoid all outside noise and interference, and discuss the future development direction of the heaven. Many ideas should have been raised and discussed at the first meeting of the consuls, but...

Anse Air is rented.

The remaining two consuls: "…"

Tears, launched like a rocket.

Anseyer also does not intend to interfere in the internal affairs of the heavens, and the last day is more like a blatant fish. Shalia couldn't bear the day to be wasted, so she asked Ans El where she wanted to go.

Anywhere is fine, he hoped that Ansair would spend more time in heaven.

Anseyer thought about it for a while, but what he thought in his heart was, anyway, the last day was a fishing trip, can he go back to the demon world directly. However, he still has professionalism, and the rented consul is very ethical. After weighing it, he proposed to go to the Planetary Book Pavilion to read books.

Shalia's eyes brightened, as if he had discovered a new hobby of Ansel.

"Okay, I'll open some forbidden areas for you..."

"No need." Ans Air simply refused, he shook his head and repeated, "No need."

The ordinary area is fine. Although he has read most of the books there, he will not consider the forbidden book area of ​​the Planetary Book Pavilion because of this. Such giant libraries are themselves one of the most important places in the world, representing knowledge and progress.

The largest library in the demon world is located in the western region with the longest history. Built and guarded by the Asmodeus family. Theros would send him some precious orphaned originals every once in a while, all of which were novel and ancient books that were rarely seen on the market.

It's just that Ans El can accept the only copy of Theros, but he won't accept the offer of opening the forbidden book area in the heaven.

The Demon King tilted his head slightly, his white hair slipping down his shoulders.

Because…

It's an outsider.

Soon, Ansair arrived at the Planetary Book Pavilion and returned to his royal seat. In the pale and empty quiet room, light and shadow move mottledly, and the combined planetary clock occupying the entire wall beside him will sound at a specific time on a specific day.

 , whose names are also "A Moment of an Angel" and "A Moment of an Event", are very interesting.

Although Ansair rejected the proposal to read books in the forbidden area, he still received preferential treatment. In terms of hospitality, Tianjie did a good job. Ansier raised his eyes and watched the heat rising from the black tea in front of him. Of course he wouldn't drink it, it was just a decoration.

Sariah looked at him from a distance from the corner of the table, like a student in the corner, silently watching the student **** who came to the library to read miscellaneous books and still got the first place in the exam.

Shalia's eyelashes flickered uneasily every time Ansair turned the page. He looked up at the time displayed on the planetary clock, and it was getting closer and closer to the time when Ans Air ended his lease.

Just like all dreams will usher in the dawn, Ansi Er, as the Archon, is like a dream, and it will soon disappear.

On the second floor of the bookstore, an angel was dragging his tired body down the spiral staircase slowly. He was holding a cup of black tea in his hand, which was dark and dark at the moment. Obviously, the tea could not save his dark circles.

Walking to a certain part of the spiral staircase, he subconsciously looked down from here, in the light and shadow, the empty position, as if he would never come back...

The sound of black tea being splashed on the ground was very abrupt in the silent bookstore. Remiller opened his mouth, his lips trembling as if he did not belong to him. He didn't care about the corner of his white clothes splashed by the black tea, shaking his hands and putting the empty black tea cup on the platform at the corner of the stairs, he ran down Go, at this moment, the excitement is indescribable in words!

Remiller opened his mouth and wanted to call out the name he was told. The other party must be very surprised, right? Even though he never told his name, he was able to call it out accurately.

But at this moment, the planetary clock struck, and in the bell, the white birds spread their wings and flew in groups outside the bookstore, casting a chaotic shadow.

[In the moment of an angel, death is a place of peace of mind. 】

As the bell rang, the white-haired angel also looked up from the page, and then got up without hesitation. His expression changed slightly, changing from the consul's quiet beauty and solemnity. When he got up, he lifted up his cloak proudly, as if he was raising a flamboyant cloak.

The three-day rental period has come, welcome the return of the devil!

The manager of the bookstore on the spiral staircase saw the other person get up and leave, and suddenly panicked, the back of the leaving was like a distant phantom. He was about to catch up and walked down the spiral staircase quickly. At the last few steps, the backlog of fatigue broke out. He only felt his vision dimmed, and he fell unconscious and fell down the steps, losing consciousness.

In his last sight, he could vaguely see that the feet were at the boundary of his vision, motionless.

—as if he was motionless, just staring at each other silently.

***

The lease term has expired, and Ansi Er returned to the palace of the Supreme Heaven, just like a part-time worker who got off work for a few seconds, without a single second of delay. The black swans surrounded him, helping him take off the consul's coat and put on the demon king's cloak. Ans Airlie straightened his collar, then faced the mirror, staring solemnly at the halo above his head.

"Click!"

Remove the sound of the aperture.

"Pop!"

Put on the voice of your horns!

Comfortable! Pretending to be an angel is really tiring!

Anseyer reached out, and the black swan in the coat immediately stretched his neck, and his head pushed up the clothes so that he could easily get the consul's coat. Ansier picked up the coat and tucked it between his arms hastily. This coat was to be returned. He had already worn the rest, so he naturally took it away.

Have rent and earn a suit.

Wow!

The money saving devil who wished to break a gold coin into powder flowers expressed his satisfaction.

At this time, his gestures and gestures were full of demon king gestures, he strode out of the inner room, and he was still adjusting his horns halfway. He came to the main hall, where the gate of the demon world was temporarily placed, and he would go home through the door from the main hall.

The relief fresco of the three rulers holding up the golden cup came into the eyes of the devil, but there was no turbulence.

"It's like a dream..."

Salia looked up at the huge relief and said softly. Suddenly, he threw Ansair a question.

"Ans El, if... if you had left the Heavenly Realm, would you be a consul?"

Anseyer blinked, he thought about it, and nodded without concealment.

"Probably, but...I won't allow you to stand and talk to me."

Ansair remains in the heavens, either dead or in power.

Trust is no longer necessary. To resist group consciousness, it is better to let him be the only consciousness.

"What if...were recognized as a consul at birth?"

Sharia continued to ask questions without giving up.

Grow up in a peaceful environment and enjoy all the admiration and glory of heaven...

Ansel's answer was still crisp, almost cruel.

"Impossible." He said categorically, "In the heavens, a powerful fortune-teller once did divination for me. She said that I will be with the wind and waves for the rest of my life."

He said it calmly, but the black swan that was sitting behind his cloak was suddenly startled, because he had received the same prophecy himself. Ceros had a strong memory, and even when he was young, he still remembered almost every detail.

At that time, the Three Realms channel had not been closed yet, and powerful people could travel around. The other party is a young witch wearing a cat-eared witch hat, claiming to be traveling, and her red hair like flames is exposed under the hat, indicating that she is a flame witch.

The witch counted the money with a smile and made a prediction for him.

【—You will be with the wind and waves all your life. 】

Prophecy is a mysterious thing. The same prophecy will have many different interpretations at the same time. With the passage of time and changes in mood, some prophecies will be interpreted with more meaning, which is the charm of prophecy.

Yes…!

Is it Ansel? !

His storm, his morning star.

…

Affirmed his love with Ansair!

Woohoo!

But after Ceros was happy, he soon felt sorry for Ansel. Not to mention that there are endless storms in life, and the cost of witch divination is also very high. Ansi Er's family is not rich, and it is estimated that this is even more true when he is in the heaven. At that time, I didn't know how much money was spent to get the precious prophecy.

No! He went back to find a way to subsidize Ans Air's small treasury!

Huh?

Money? what money? Need money for divination?

While Ansel was talking to Shalia, another Archon, Uriel, also came over and smiled reluctantly.

"Is it over? Anyway, thank you very much for the past three days..."

"Your Majesty."

The dream of the three rulers toasting the sky and toasting is just a bubble after all. They missed Ansel in front of the heavens, and Uriel can hardly imagine how regretful and weeping will be when other angels know the whole truth in the future.

Uriel was sad, he didn't notice it at this time, the position between them and Ansi Er was very mysterious at this time. Ansair was the closest to the mural, and he and Shalia were on either side, a few steps behind, as if paying respect to the strongest among the consuls.

At their feet, there are three sun-shaped flowers, and the star trails connect the three flowers, and the planets travel around in the blank space.

—The structure of a triangle, a specific location.

Suddenly, Ansel seemed to notice a change, turned around with a frown, and stared at the relief.

The three-government relief of the toasting glass suddenly trembled slightly. The vibration was accompanied by the sound of "Glara", and some dust fell on the relief. There was a special kind of divine light in the eyes of the angel who raised the glass in the center.

The three golden cups in one place slowly floated along the outline, and finally, all the vibrations and sounds disappeared.

The three gold cups are slightly convex outward, like a huge…

Shalia muttered.

"The huge... button?"

The author has something to say:

—You will be with the wind and waves for life.

Seros: Companion, refers to companion. (nods vigorously)

The witch is the teacher of Cat Jasmine! The old witch who appeared in the previous article!