MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 67 【Thanks for irrigation】

The originally relaxed and happy atmosphere suddenly became heavy after the itinerant bishop spoke. There was no expression on Ansier's face. He was neither angry, nor did he intend to obey orders.

The attitude of the itinerant bishop was all too familiar to him, one that Ansair had often witnessed in the Supreme Heaven—

Arrogant.

As Ansair himself once said, the supreme sky is too high, and he has been overlooking the world from the top of the cloud for many years, and if it is too high, it will breed arrogance.

The former Ansair was also a member of the arrogant, but now, he has only become more and more inexcusable.

But just before he opened his mouth, the black swan in his arms was unhappy, Mo Lan's eyes were round and wide, and he screamed angrily at the itinerant bishop, and even stepped on his fins, trying hard He craned his neck, trying to talk to each other.

Ansel: "…"

Okay, the quiet silence before was originally because of the sound, quack or goose!

And don't talk dirty!

The itinerant bishop was startled by the suddenly angry black swan, and then frowned. He didn't like the dark color, and he couldn't bear the rudeness of the goose. He just frowned at the black swan, and Ansair, who had said that he was not angry, suddenly narrowed his eyes. He didn't care what the bishop said, but the bishop shouldn't despise his goose! Isn't that the same as despising Ceros? !

Can't bear it!

Ansier let go directly, the black swan lost his restraint and landed smoothly, and immediately rushed to the people of the Holy Court. Including the itinerant bishop, the people of the Holy Court didn't take this summoned creature seriously at first, but this goose is very evil, and a wing is a concussion. Just when they tried to fight back against the goose, Ansier snorted coldly, and Joey beside him instantly turned into a holy sword. Ansier drew the holy sword and pointed at the Holy Court!

No power input, just as a threat, the holy sword will not get hot, so this time Ansel and Joey feel very comfortable.

The scene suddenly became tense, and the itinerant bishop was in disbelief. He could not imagine that the brave would point the holy sword at him!

"You... Brave..." The bishop was in a hurry, and he couldn't even stabilize his tone, "You actually pointed the holy sword at other humans?!"

Ansel sneered.

"If it weren't for your contemptuous attitude, it would not have developed to this stage. Why should I obey the order of the Holy Court? What level of big man is that? The creator?"

The devil and the gods have long since passed away, and the most honorable people in this world are the devil and the gods. No one can command the Demon Lord, not even the Demon Lord.

【Your attitude is too bad, seriously. 】

Joey's consciousness also said in a loud voice in the holy sword.

【And you want to take Ans away casually, what if you don’t want to return it? 】

When he said this, the witchers were also vigilant, this is the hero from their witcher club! Yun Jian and Edward, who were the second-class stars, came out directly, protecting Ansair behind him.

"Even if the senior officials of the Holy Court want to see Ans, they are not in a hurry." Yun Jian said lightly, "The demons in the town will need to be cleaned up for a few days, and then go back to the club to report. In the first half of the month, Miss Sylvia will naturally consider with Ans whether to go to the Holy Court."

The bishop's face was ugly, and he came from the Holy Court to convey this request. That adult wants to meet the brave, what an honor! And the Brave and the Witcher Club actually...

"It's better to follow the witcher club's arrangement, this matter itself is not urgent."

Anthony on the side suddenly spoke, he didn't want the conflict to escalate.

"But Lord Sage..." The bishop frowned, turned sideways and whispered a few words to Anthony. Anthony's expression changed slightly, he looked at the bishop with confirmation, and the bishop nodded slightly.

It was Lord Angel who wanted to see Ans El...

Anthony's expression changed, but in the end, he still said.

"I think this has to respect Anse's opinion."

Whether it's an interview or anything, Ans Air is a very assertive person, and Anthony doesn't think the other party will accept a forcible head press. Obviously get along well, can become very good friends.

The most urgent is the itinerant bishop. He came overnight with a mission to bring the brave back to the Holy Court today. Before meeting the angel, there are many solemn preparations that are indispensable, and three days are barely enough.

The bishop was enraged by this unruly brave man. He thought that the former brave man Rhine was already a model of thorns, but he did not expect Anse Ai to be even better! The holy sword fell into his hands, and it completely turned into a kind of force deterrence. Whoever disliked him would be a fight on the spot!

"I have never seen such an arrogant hero!" The bishop's voice was completely cold, "Since you insist on doing this, I can only go back and report to the angel who came to the Holy Court. grown ups."

Oh, his reliance turned out to be the angel who came to the Holy Court, Ans El was suddenly.

The one who was pierced by him?

Is your injury healed? Just jump.

The bishop succeeded in seeing the fear on the faces of other people. The news that the angel came to the Holy See was not completely confidential. With this news, you must bring back the brave no matter what, and complete the angel's order.

Otherwise, the blessing of the angels to the Holy Court may be…

Thinking of this, the bishop's heart became more and more urgent. Yun Jian turned back and asked Ansair calmly.

"Anse, do you want to go?"

"No." Ansair refused.

Yun Jian nodded and asked Edward to call Sylvia. Now that Ans El has made up his mind, the Witcher Club will respect Ans El's opinion. If there is a principal to appear, the bishop will probably choose to give up.

However, the phone rang once, twice, for half a minute…

No answer.

Black Swan still carefully wiped his feet on the cloth, and was picked up by Ans Air again. The swan's eyes observed Ansier's expression, and he found that Ansier's expression was very light. Even if the people of the Holy Court mentioned that there were angels coming, Ansier still did not move an eyelash.

Why? Ansier probably hasn't seen his fellow clan for at least 300 years, he...

Don't want to go back to heaven?

Ansier really doesn't want to go back at all. To be honest, his impression of the heavens has gradually blurred in the past three hundred years. As a Demon King, there are ministers who accompany him, and there are subjects who rely on him. There are so many things to do every day, Ansier is too busy to be busy, and there is no time to miss the past.

What's more...

He lowered his eyes.

Not a happy memory.

[This is the last time I will obey the orders of the Most High. 】

In front of the gate of the two worlds, the angel in the gray robe of the exile said. The wings are burned out, and even the halo on the head has become dull. The angel already knew what kind of fate he was about to usher in. In name, he was lurking, but in fact, it was an exile that would never return.

Losing her wings and weakening her strength to the extreme, such an angel…

Will be buried in the demon world.

But Ans-El doesn't want to be buried, he wants to live. In front of the door, the wingless angel slowly turned his head to face the angel who came to **** him.

Captured by these eyes that seemed to be burning with the fire of judgment, the face of the main angel changed slightly, and he only heard this pitiful exile speak to him.

】

Anyway, even if he didn't mention it, Ansel couldn't be sure, so the Angel of the Lord showed a gentle smile.

[Sure. 】

The exiled angel smiled, raised one hand and caught the halo above his head.

"Click!"

In the shocking eyes of the host angel, he did not hesitate to break the aperture above his head, threw it on the ground, and shattered. In the sound of the sound, he showed the sharp smile of parting to the main angel.

[Tell me, my words. 】

【—How arrogant, gentlemen. 】

After he finished speaking, he stepped into the door one step, and the wind of the devil whistled his hood and the white hair under the hood, as if helping him to leave all the past behind him.

Throw it away.

The angel thought.

From now on, he will go his way arrogantly.

Life and death have nothing to do with the supreme heaven.

The author has something to say:

—He will go his way arrogantly.

—so wear the crown of arrogance.