MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 60

As soon as the word "Demon Summoning" came out, Anse Elton's hair stood up, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became!

Since I won't be able to go back for a while, I can pull my subordinates over!

"It works."

He affirmed himself, opposite the magic mirror, the prime minister and the supervisor immediately began to boast.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"As expected of His Majesty!"

Ansier was used to it, he thought about it over and over again, and made up his mind. Coincidentally, there is an organization that conducts demon summoning by his side. He can randomly grab a lucky child, such as Simon, to facilitate this event. It's really not good. Isn't there a secret meeting with Ceros?

By the way, I have to tell Ceros, but I am afraid he has already received the news.

"Then let's do it tentatively. I will try this method in the near future to see if I can bring at least one from the Demon Realm."

With his subordinates by his side, Ansel will be much more convenient and flexible to deal with other things.

After he made the decision, he was ready to continue reviewing the official document. Seeing that the magic mirror communication had not been hung up, he raised his head again. Vassago had already retreated, and only his prime minister, Andre, remained in front of the magic mirror. The peacock feathers in the hair of the great demon fell on his shoulders and smiled at him.

Over the years, Anse Er has been familiar with every expression of his subordinates, which means he has something to say.

"Andre, is there anything else?"

"I'm really sorry to bother you too much." Andrei said softly, still smiling slightly, "It's something that wasn't written in the official document, Your Majesty, would you like to hear it?"

Although the white-haired Demon King didn't understand why Andre spoke so implicitly, he still nodded and said he wanted to listen.

His Majesty the Demon King is also good at listening.

Andre smiled and began to talk about some small things in Suberbian City.

From the front page of the newspaper without His Majesty's figure, I always feel very lonely, to the devil in charge of the Poisonous Dessert Research Association who came to the Devil's Palace every three days to ask His Majesty to attend the meeting at the end of the year, and then to the Minister of Finance, Bulu Lu gradually became depressed and became soft... The prime minister narrated with a dexterous tongue that could handle among the demon lords, but he was not talking about national affairs, but the changes in personnel and the blooming of flowers in the Demon King's Palace.

But Ans Air was not at all bored, and instead laughed when the prime minister narrated.

"So many things happened while I was away."

He laughed, and at the same time understood the Prime Minister's hidden thoughts, but he didn't find such thoughts annoying.

"On the Human World side, we won't stay for too long. At least half a year, Ceros and I will return."

Six months is a long time for humans, but very short for demons. Andre's eyes suddenly lit up, His Majesty always kept his word, and he believed in His Majesty's promise 100%. Then, he coughed twice, realizing that Your Majesty might have caught a glimpse of his mind.

—He was worried that he had too much fun in the human world under His Majesty, and did not want to come back.

In fact, this is caring and chaos, how could Ansair not go back? The devil world is his country!

"Your Majesty..."

The big devil who calls the wind and the rain is rarely a little embarrassed, and Ansi Er smiled rudely, which made the embarrassment rise to ten.

"I said what are you worrying about all day long?" Ansier pointed, "How could I not go back? Even half a year is enough for government affairs to pile up into a hill. , I have to add a whole year of classes."

"The human world is really good, there are many interesting things, dazzling, but..."

The white-haired Demon King smiled.

"I hope these interesting things can take root in the devil world and bring a more comfortable life to my people."

When he said this, his eyes widened and his expression brightened. Facing His Majesty with such an expression, Andre suddenly felt that a holy light hit him head-on. He was so excited that his eyes filled with tears, and he hurriedly put his hand on his chest and bowed.

"Then, the city of Suberbian is waiting for your return."

Ansier laughed, and then he thought of the topic just now, so he asked Andre.

"Because there are many new technologies and new ideas in the human world, I intend to give you the opportunity to come and inspect on the spot... Of course, not all of them will come, and there are still affairs to be dealt with in the local area."

"If the demon summons is successful, pull one first, and you can discuss who to send."

After saying what she had to say, Ans Air closed the communication and continued to struggle for the official document. He didn't know that on the other side of the magic mirror where the communication was interrupted, the prime minister waited for a few seconds after the picture completely disappeared before slowly straightening up.

Andre: "…"

Don't look at the surface, still calm, the Prime Minister's mind is actually only one word -

One!

There is only one precious place to go to His Majesty!

Haha! Now only he knows the news! He can say that he forgot to discuss at that time, and go directly to it!

Haha! Hahahahahaha!

Andre turns gleefully and freezes.

At the door, four heads lined up along the door frame to watch him quietly, and Gu Xindu, who came back from the battlefield, was standing there.

Andre: "…"

Ugh! why!

"...one." Xianyu supervisor said quietly.

"One." The maid sighed.

"What's wrong with one?"

"It's mine! The quota is for Pruru!" The Chancellor of the Exchequer struggled to raise a tentacle and said the sincere words of everyone present. This sound was like poking a hornet's nest, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

This has not yet begun to summon. Andre thought angrily, these eavesdropping dog colleagues! It was a godsend opportunity!

Just as he was scolding the dog colleagues in his heart, Plulu really turned his body into a dog and bit Andre suddenly.

"Andre's scheming! Pruru sees that you just want to hide the news! Cancel your competition!"

"That's right! Come on! Take Andre out and bury him in the garden!"

Andre: "…"

You dog colleagues!

Anseyer didn't know yet that he had caused a workplace brawl, and that it would be repeated on the day he was summoned. Demon summoning was the most feasible way at the moment, so Ans El hung up the communication with the Demon World and called Theros.

The leader of the goose who was chasing the monsters in the memorial hall was running, and suddenly he split a fork, and Ansel's phone was picked up in a second.

“…Anseer?”

His Majesty the Demon King stabilizes his voice and strives to make the sound the best. In addition, pay attention to surprise, and be surprised, after all, aside from the big goose, he and Ansel have not seen each other for a while.

The Big Goose…

His Majesty the Demon King was silent for a few seconds.

I don't know when, he has naturally started to use "goose" to call the totem of the Asmodeus family.

Ansier listened to the surprised tone on the other end of the phone. It sounded like Ceros was busy. It seemed that he made a reckless call, so let’s make a quick decision. He then simply said that a small crack had been torn open, and that the demon summoned, and within thirty seconds, he hung up the phone quickly.

Cerros: "???"

He stared at his magic mirror phone, his pupils vibrating.

Why! Is this the 250-year itch for him and Ansair? Actually only talking about business on the phone, and hung up in thirty seconds!

His Majesty the Demon King held the magic mirror phone tightly, and the magic mirror made a "creaky" sound, resisting the urge to fight back. Just as he endured, the magic mirror in his hand spoke.

"I'm about to crack." The magic mirror said calmly, "Your Majesty, your love is so painful."

"It won't break, let's see."

"When will I be able to talk about a head-scratching love with the Mirror Mother."

"Forget it, it's about to crack."

"Forget it, the magic mirror has no mother."

After finishing speaking, Theros' magic mirror closed his eyes and turned off.

Why shut down at this time! He's going to call back!

His Majesty the Demon King looked at the "Auto-repairing" displayed on the magic mirror and fell into a deep depression, he thought deeply.

The 250-year itch is so terrifying!

***

Ansier hung up the phone, and then she remembered that she didn't ask about the secret meeting. Of course, he doesn't care about the hatred of the ants. All he considers is fear of affecting Ceros' plans, such as his accidental downsizing of the secret society...

But Ceros looked busy.

Anseyer stared at the magic mirror phone, for some reason, he was a little unhappy.

Humph.

Even if they have known each other for 250 years, he thought that the experience of coming to the human world and living together in the human world would make their relationship better. It seems that 250 years is a hurdle.

He is busy too!

If you have to be busy, you can come. Later, the weapon master came to the memorial hall and saw Ansair who put away all the official documents in one second. The weapon master was amazed to find that the demons in the memorial hall had been cleaned up, and Ansel's ability to hunt demons was terrifying!

He adjusted the expression on his face and coughed twice.

"Anse Er, Miss Sylvia wants to communicate with you."

Anseyer was a little surprised. He had no intention of taking credit and directly asked the weapon master to communicate with the club's top management. Why would he be involved?

Seeing his expression, the weapon master suddenly became anxious.

"Who do you take me for? Although this is indeed a great achievement, although being promoted to a second-class star is indeed my long-cherished wish for many years..."

Ansel: "…"

He heard the weapon master's strong reluctance.

"But..." The weapon master stalked his neck, "but I will never take the merits of others to myself!"

His tone gradually calmed down and became gentle.

"Ansier, you are the most promising newcomer I have ever seen. In the current changing situation, you are destined to shine." He was still a little awkward when he said compliments." You have a firm will and great potential, and you are destined to have a seat in the future high-level stars of the club. With such achievements, you may have countless pens in the future."

To turn the tide in the crisis of the witch hunt is undoubtedly the dream of every witcher, and everyone wants to have this honor. But the weapon master is also clear about what is dignity, what is responsibility, and what is a human position.

Personal desires are all secondary, defending human beings in the shadow of the devil is the eternal proposition of the witcher.

Anseir tilted his head, most witchers are pure, which is why he likes to be in the club.

The weapon master saw that he had been babbling so much, but Anse Er did not speak, his face flushed, and he handed over the communicator angrily.

"Call back, don't make Miss Sylvia wait too long."

On the other end of the communication, the silver-haired girl has been waiting for a long time. Since the rescue force entered the town, she has never closed her eyes, but has been running around in various ways, and finally got some assistance.

The communication sounded, and she recalled the inquiry from the newcomer Ans El that she had learned before, and she became calm.

"Sixth star Ansair, I will answer your question."

she said softly.

"Deathmatch is allowed. If members of the secret society interfere with the normal demon hunting process, they can be eliminated according to your judgment. All the consequences will be borne by me."

"In addition, the evacuation of the townspeople will start tomorrow at the latest, and we have the assistance of the Holy See."

The Holy See has public power and has always been closely related to the upper echelons of politics. Sylvia got the permission of the Holy See to help, and it was a mistake, because she mentioned that the secret society was haunting around the town.

The Holy Court, who was originally sloppy and unwilling to meddle in his own business, suddenly agreed to send people there, as if he had eaten a dynamite keg, both to aid and to track down the whereabouts of the members of the secret society.

The relationship between the Holy See and the Conclave...seems to have deteriorated again...because of what?

Sylvia didn't have much time to think about this matter. For her, it was a blessing to receive assistance.

The Holy Court is even willing to send sages to come forward!

In countless legends, the sage is the hero's comrade-in-arms. As a magician, he supports the hero's actions and adventures together. Sages often master high-end magic, and Anthony, the sage trained by the Holy Court, is said to be already hitting the realm of forbidden spells.

The wise...the brave...

The thought floated up in Sylvia's mind again, and she suddenly said softly before hanging up the communication.

"Anse Er, you are actually..."

Brave?

In the faraway convenience store, the brave Rhine wore a red and white clerk uniform, an angel wing hat, and neatly swiped a code scanner with his hands and feet, and bagged them. Poker face.

"A total of twenty yuan and eighty cents...do you pay in cash or electronically?"

The author has something to say:

Holy Sword Joey: With the encouragement of Ans, I began to seriously hunt demons.

Master of Weapons: You are destined to be one of the top stars in the club.

Silvia: You are a hero!

Ansel:…

Huh? ? ?