MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 191

Two angels strolled the streets of the blue star sky, covering their faces with light, and the angels who saw them would not recall their appearance, nor would they pay special attention to their appearance.

Beside the angel with the eyes of the sunset, a swan with snow-white feathers was closely followed. The swan sometimes strutted and looked around, and sometimes was afraid that the angel beside him would suddenly get lost. cling to him tightly.

Ansier didn't do anything, just walked quietly on the street with Shalia. At first, his expression and movements were very jerky, and then he seemed to recall the time he spent in Huo Mu The past of Ri wandering alone on the street gradually merged into the angels who came and went.

He even buys some things at the roadside stalls, and when the meal is over, he will go into the well-decorated restaurants on the streetside to eat... Of course, these are all paid by the consul Sharia, and Anse Er also I deliberately asked for a few more metal coins with different amounts in the sky, and prepared to bring them to Plulu.

His Chancellor of the Exchequer wanted to collect the currency of the Three Realms, Ansair always remembered it.

The idea of ​​​​just espousing the archangels and archons.

Such an environment is actually very pure and simple, but once the key existences go astray, they will collapse completely. In the more than a thousand years in the heavens, Anse Er has clearly witnessed the withering of those virtues, the withered virtues falling, falling onto the pure white wings of the angels, and gradually dyeing the snow wings black.

The system of the seven virtues in the heaven is in the form of chains or dominoes. Once one falls, the rest will also collapse. This is what Ansell believes to be the ills, but if you realize the danger from the beginning and don’t go astray at first, then this chain will be tightly surrounded, forming a ring that is connected end to end, dealing with all the outside world. big storm.

Shalia's vision was even more sluggish than Ans'er's, he observed everything around him, not much better than the dyed goose following Ans'er's side. The celestial consuls pay attention to hanging in the air, and Sharia rarely walks slowly in other planets and contacts with ordinary angels.

He sat awkwardly in the shop. Watching Ans Air order cheap meals, while asking the boss about prices, vegetable prices and other things. He found that Ansair was very good at communicating with people, and had a way of communicating that was adapted to different groups. Angels would slowly put down their defenses and talk a lot in front of him.

…And such talent was undoubtedly acquired in the Demon World.

It has nothing to do with the celestial world.

Shyly, Shalia heard Ansel suddenly speak.

"I often cruise around Suberbian like this."

Sharia was startled.

Suberbian City... One of the three major demon king cities in the demon world, he has also heard about it because of its prestige.

He also realized that Ansel was speaking to him as a demon king.

Yes, this time the lease has expired, and now it is extra time.

They shared a simple meal, the long-awaited bland celestial food was non-toxic and harmless, and Ansel chewed it, and even felt that his mouth was empty.

No fun! He has completely turned into the taste of the devil world!

As a demon swan, Saigos must also feel uncomfortable? Ansair bowed his head, but saw the dyed swan gulps, full of joy. Seeing that the other party was eating a meal that was not in line with the taste of the demon world, Ansel was moved, and he was not even willing to add food to himself. He took out the poison bottle that he had treasured for a long time, and stretched it to the big goose's rice bowl.

Simply stretch forward and you can eat a meal full of love.

Anseyer served him with his own spoon!

Rounding up, they had a candlelight dinner together after their sightseeing in the heavens, and they also shared a sweet kiss!

Scent!

As for the taste of the food, His Majesty the Demon King said that he is not so squeamish, and he does not have the poison that is often carried in the ingredients of the Demon Realm, so it is much easier to eat... Ansier added soup for him! Great! it is good…

Huh?

Theros silently looked at the strangely colored and bubbling liquid in the bowl, and when he looked up, it was Ansel's concerned expression.

Goose, drink medicine.

Cerros: "…"

After a quiet meal in the small dining room, Ansel and Shalia went out. In the center of the street here, there is a silver-white wishing pool. The center of the wishing pool is divided into three floors, corresponding to the three consuls. It is said that if a coin can be put into the top layer of the pool, the angel's wish will be heard by the three consuls.

This is what Ansair asked from the surrounding angels.

Because the celestial world has been relatively turbulent recently, many things have happened, such as angel wings turning black, such as the turmoil in the Mercury sky, such as the abnormal movement of the monster outside the town. Although the angels are busy with their own affairs, they themselves are a race that pays more attention to faith and spiritual sustenance.

Sariah saw many angels praying to the consuls here, but such voices, these wishes, he had never heard in the palace of the Most High.

Bathed in these wishes, he looked at Ans El, Ans El's expression was very calm.

At this time, Sharia heard a little angel praying devoutly.

"I hope my mother, whose wings are black, can return to the family."

The little angel hangs his head and has short hair and ears. At first, he was still praying seriously, but soon, he began to let go of himself like a primary school student, whispering a series of murmurs, almost a small composition.

"My mother is sometimes a devil, very irritable and irritable, and will thunder when she is angry..."

The two devil kings who are irritable and irritable and will thunder when they are angry: "..."

Don't associate the devil with thunder! This is totally lack of cause and effect!

"Recently, a lot of demon-like things have happened in the heavens. My mother is so angry that her wings are so angry that the demon king..."

Ansier couldn't help covering his face with one hand.

Well, he understands, in this little angel, "Demon King" is a versatile adjective, describing all unlucky things. He changed to a more relaxed posture to listen, and Sharia listened too. At first, he only thought the little angel was cute, but the little angel continued to murmur and write down his little composition.

"Wings are the mother of the Demon King and have been taken away."

"Although my mother is more irritable and irritable, she was taken away because of the Demon King, right?"

"I'm... brave and not afraid of the devil!"

"So..."

"Can I make a wish for my mother to come back?"

The two demon kings and a consul were stunned when they heard this. The mother of the little angel should have been unable to control her emotions for a long time, and she was impatient and irritable, which constituted a lack of morality. However, in the eyes of the little angel, he always believed that his mother's fault could be corrected. He misses his mother, this feeling is sincere, and he sincerely hopes that all the turmoil will pass, and the family will continue to live quietly and happily.

Simple desire.

The wishes of the child.

Sharia couldn't help but be fascinated, and then he heard a sigh of regret around him. It turned out that the coin thrown by the little angel did not land on any of the pools. It means that his wishes will not be heard by the consul.

Although the theory of the pool is just a rumor, the little angel obviously believes it. Although he didn't cry, his eyes were already wet with tears, and tears would roll down his cheeks at any time. The little angel still had two copper coins in his hand, but he didn't dare to throw it any more, and cast a look of help to the surrounding angels.

However, few angels will take this kind of thing, in case they fail, it will only make the child sad.

Sariah couldn't help walking forward, took the copper coin from the little angel, and gently tossed it in the little angel's grateful thanks, targeting the pool on the top floor. He is a consul, and a powerful angel. He accurately put the coin into the wishing pool, but to him...

No hits.

Sharia watched this scene in disbelief.

He didn't use magic, and the accuracy shouldn't drop to this level, it's outrageous. But when he came back to his senses, he found that his hands were shaking non-stop, as if he had just lifted something heavy.

Sharia flexed her fingers, her eyes trembling.

The copper coin was supposed to be light, but he felt…

Very heavy.

As he has always been a disqualified consul, he also screwed up the matter of throwing a copper coin to make a wish, and failed to fulfill the little angel's wish. Thinking of this, Shalia tried her best to suppress the trembling of her fingertips, took a deep breath, groped up and down from her body, and finally found a few gold coins.

"Sorry, I didn't miss, I'll pay you! I…"

Anseyer stopped Sharia's hand to hand out the gold coins, and the sunset-colored pupils looked around, and the surrounding angels were paying attention to them. His eyes moved slightly, and he firmly pushed back Sharia's gold coin, and then squatted gently towards the little angel to keep his eyes level.

The little angel couldn't see the face hidden in the light, but he was still fascinated by the other party's holy demeanor, pulling his sleeves shyly and awkwardly.

"I'm sorry I didn't make the shot for you this time." Ansier asked calmly, "Would you like to give this brother another chance?"

Use the last copper coin.

The little angel tilted his head and thought for a while, then he smiled and spread out his hands cheerfully, with the last copper coin lying in the palm of his hand.

"Big brother."

The child looked at Shalia with clear and innocent eyes.

"Please help me vote again! This is the last!"

The last copper coin, the last hope, or...the last power and bargaining chip in the heaven?

At that moment, Sharia almost burst into tears.

He clenched the copper coin in his palm, took a deep breath, and looked at Ans El, but Ans El turned his head away from him. Shalia lowered his eyes, all the people and events from this period of time flashed in front of him alternately, he closed his eyes forcefully and raised his hand—

The copper coins flash and fly into the highest pool.

The little angel was so happy that he almost jumped up. He didn't care about the embarrassment and shyness, and excitedly grabbed Sharia's sleeve. The young consul stared blankly at the place where the copper coin fell at the highest wishing pool, and took a long breath.

He also squatted like Ansair, and touched the head of the little angel growing under his wings for the first time.

—fluffy.

Anseyer finally showed a faint smile, he said softly to the swan beside him, and seemed to mutter to himself.

"Heavy, right? That copper coin."

Because it contains the wishes of the people.

"The demons of Suberbian City raised military funds for me in the most difficult situation." He closed his eyes, "I still remember it clearly, it was a bag of copper coins There are not many coins mixed with silver coins, but I can't even lift my hands up when they fall."

Because that is the weight of the people's wishes.

…

But in their eyes, the fire of hope flickered, as if they were all saying something—

The Demon King stretched out his hand, stroked the swan’s jaw, and recited softly.

"Please bring prosperity to the East of the Demon Realm."

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