MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 8

Anseyer still doesn't know that someone is thinking about his horn headband. This time it is just a simple meeting of the three demon kings. In the next few days, before the official cut into the battlefield, a longer and more specific meeting will be held. There are many times. He left without hesitation and went to the tent that he had arranged for him. The three demon kings each had their cronies here on the front line, and the residence of the demon kings after arriving here was arranged by these cronies.

Ansair has always been very vigilant about these invaders who have appeared in the Supreme Heaven and now appear in the seventh abyss, so he did not hesitate to send his first general this time. —Guxin of the Orc Bear-Headed Clan. After all, Gu Xin has been stationed here for six months. Ansair and his close officials have known each other at Wei Mo, more like comrades-in-arms. They have not seen him for a long time and miss him very much.

Across the demon subordinates who bowed and saluted, Ansel entered the tent. The place is warm and comfortable. A floor is laid under the tent to prevent the moisture from rising; the magic lamp suspended above the head is small and exquisite, but it is still carved and accompanied by aromatherapy; the thick fleece blanket is spread from the door to the bedside and the bedside. In front of the gorgeous armchairs... Every detail of the arrangement can be seen with great care. In addition to being kind and careful, the people who decorate it should also have infinite respect for His Majesty the Demon King.

"And my sycamore shelf!"

Fini let out an excited cry, and flew down to the shelf. He pecked the small tin box next to him, and happily dug out a piece of precious fragrant wood from it.

Anseyer took off his large travel cloak and hung it on the hanger by the window. He glanced at the sky outside, the rainstorm had passed, but the twilight began to rise.

"Wait and eat, Guxin knows I'll be arriving today, you go and invite him, and we'll talk about the front."

Pause, Ansel added.

"Don't get wet."

The torrential rain didn't make him feel very good. When he returned to the tent just now, he was very careful that there was no rain.

Fini responded crisply and flew out.

While waiting, Ansel took out a palm-sized magic mirror from his pocket. The magic mirror had been turned off all the time on the road, and now it was turned on again, making a yawning sound, but as soon as the mirror reflected Ansier's face, the magic mirror immediately refreshed—

"No need, connect to the video with the Devil's Palace."

Anselm interrupted in time.

Mirror: "…"

Have His Majesty listened to his million-word praise essay today?

No QVQ

The magic mirror cooperated to pull itself up, suspended in the air, and docked with the mirror of the Devil's Palace. The magic mirror in Ansi Er's hand is the body of the entire Eastern Region magic mirror system. In the Demon King's Palace alone, there are extensions of the Magic Mirror for the East Gate Mirror, the West Gate Mirror, and the Council Hall Mirror. The Magic Mirror itself can be regarded as the most advanced technological crystallization in the Demon World.

Ansel opened the mirror, and…

etc.

The speed of the Demon World is such a rubbish.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table top of the small round table, his voice was a little dull, because this small round table was very thoughtfully covered with a printed tablecloth, which is indeed as meticulous as Guxin things that can be done.

Before the video was connected, a group of red shadows had already turned back to the tent, danced lightly in the air a few times, landed on the sycamore wood shelf, and “tweeted” to Ans Air . Then, Ansi Er felt a whole thick shadow fall, and the burly figure of the bear-headed man strictly blocked the entrance of the tent. Against the light, he saw a human-shaped body with a beast on it. class head.

Majestic and sturdy, just like the first impression that the bear-headed people will give people.

This majestic figure against the light slowly walked into the tent, the door was too short, he even had to bow his head slightly, and as he bowed his head, the soft light of the magic lamp shone on the man On the bravest warrior of Suberbian City.

It also illuminates his head, which is—

The head of a teddy bear.

Ansel: "…"

No matter how many times I watch it, the misplaced joy of the fierce man wearing the wrong hood is still with him.

"Your Majesty."

Bear-headed Guxin blinked his eyes that were as moist and innocent as black grapes, and his mouth was also small, which was slightly raised in a friendly manner.

"You've worked hard all the way, are you still satisfied with the tent I set up?" He said in a rough voice, his broad calloused palms gently smoothed the tablecloth A little fold on the top, "I cleaned it very well, and the tablecloth also chose a color that would not detract from your majesty. I wanted to make some iris tea in advance to warm your body, but suddenly something happened on the front line..."

The bravest orc warrior! The most delicate heart!

Ansier smiled a little, nodded slightly, and raised his hand to signal him to sit at the table together.

"I was pleasantly surprised, it couldn't be more thoughtful."

Gu Xin did not rush to sit down, but first boiled water to make tea. His burly body was unexpectedly flexible in this small tent, and he didn't touch any knickknacks. Soon, the scent of flowers was overflowing, and he added the most palatable sugar and milk to Ans-El.

Finally, Gu Xin sat down, and the lovely carved wooden chair suddenly let out an overwhelmed scream.

"...How's the battle going?" Ans Air asked, the video hasn't been connected yet, but he can check it out first.

Guxin's stuffed face showed a serious look, it looked like a meme.

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"As Your Majesty's initial judgment, the demon world has indeed encountered a difficult enemy." Gu Xin said calmly, "There is a coalition of the three demon kings here, but after half a year, we still haven't been defeated. opposite."

In other words, the demon world has dispatched the elite of the demon king, but it has not been able to end the war.

Anseyer closed the sunset-colored vertical pupil slightly, then opened it again.

"Continue."

"I think there are two reasons for that."

Two fingers outstretched from the broad palm.

"First, the invaders have a strong reproductive ability, and their speed of producing the next generation is comparable to the **** slime clan that can produce new individuals by cutting themselves."

"Second, they have a terrifying ability to adapt to their environment and..."

Gu Xin said here, the mirror of the magic mirror finally lit up, Ansair first saw the decoration of the Devil's Palace immersed in pink, the whole picture seemed to have a layer of pink filter Mirror, a black hole-shaped eye swirled down from the top of the screen.

Ansel: "…"

How many times have I said, don't obscure the camera, purr!

Then, with a "sizzle", someone took off Pruru from the camera.

"Have you settled down, Your Majesty?" The dark blue curly-haired chief asked, "Although Guxin rushed to the front line in advance to wait, what a noble body you are. The follow-up troops also brought With some supplies, if you feel that it is not enough…”

The chancellor Andre looked at his Majesty's flower-like face, and when he thought about His Majesty's down-to-earth actions, he was amazed.

"Follow your will." He bowed slightly to the magic mirror, and then they started a harmonious meeting within the city of Suberbian. Ansair stirred the iris tea, and he repeated the characteristics of the intruder mentioned by Gusin, and then turned to Gusin again.

"They're very resilient, and then what?"

"Imitation." Guxin said, "They will simulate the demonic creatures they see. [Priest] monsters are especially good at mimicry. However, [Queen] is a special case, and it is usually only responsible for production."

"On the front line now, there is a [Queen]."

The hazy past of the past began to reappear in Ans El's mind. What he had seen, he had seen the [Queen] of the monsters described by Gu Xin. It was a female monster as huge as a mountain, with a swollen belly and thousands of waving hands and feet, always immersing its body in a brownish-yellow haze.

He's not only seen.

He also killed.

***

The sound of the rain gradually became louder again, which was different from the atmosphere of the conversation in the Ansair tent, but in the tent of the other Demon King, it was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. His Majesty Theros is happy, this is clear to all the demons in the Western Regions, so no one made a sound, and no one would question His Majesty's order.

"It's rain from other locations, Your Majesty."

The close minister raised the rainwater above his head, and he would not ask any more questions, even if His Majesty cares about the rainwater a little inexplicably.

Theros went over cup by cup, he cared about the rain entirely because of Ans Air, maybe Ans Air did not have a strong feeling, and thoroughly studied all the bright faces of Ans Air in the past The Ross of the battle will not despise the feelings of the other party. Ansi Er's acumen is reflected in all aspects, and it can almost form a predictable effect, so sneak attacks are basically ineffective against him.

According to legend, Ansair was trained by a wandering great demon hermit. Was this keen perception developed at that time?

"They can simulate demon creatures." Theros said lightly, "Then it must be easier to integrate into ordinary matter."

The close minister was slightly surprised.

"Your Majesty means... Could the enemy be mimicking rain?"

Theros got up, he came to the door of the tent, and the dark blue demon vertical pupil looked at the heavy rain outside quietly.

"That possibility is not ruled out."

Faced with this rain, Ansair is like a cat afraid of getting wet. When I left the conference tent, I was unprepared at first. I only remembered when the rain was about to fall on my body. I jumped back and almost missed Ceros.

…Why didn’t you hit it?

No!

Theros calmed down and forced himself not to think about such boring questions. After the rain was inspected, no problems were found for the time being, and he waved his hand to let people take it down.

look.

"But Your Majesty, you are here in person, and it will soon be over."

If Levy was here, he'd probably be in a daze, but Ceros didn't take compliments, he was always sober.

"It's not just me, the important thing is that all three demon kings have arrived here."

"The devil is here, only the source has to be solved."

His tone was so understated, but the close ministers only felt the blood surging, and he could almost imagine the heroic appearance of the Demon King galloping on the battlefield. He was excited and his heart was racing, and it was at this moment that Theros handed him a new task.

"You go get ready."

"Yes! Yes! Your Majesty! What shall I prepare?!"

Blade? Battle formation? Summon all the generals? The close minister rushed his head, and suddenly heard the added sentence—

"Prepare a beautiful cake."

chi—

The overheated head suddenly encountered cold water, and the close minister was at a loss.

Cerros thought about it again, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Prepare two hundred and fifty very thin candles, and the cake must fit these candles."

My close minister: "…"

He doesn't understand! The considerations of His Majesty the Demon King are really, really unpredictable! He couldn't understand a word! What do you want cake for?

The ministers were still trying to guess the meaning of His Majesty the Demon King, Ceros glanced at the calendar.

Okay, that one is coming tomorrow.

That anniversary.