MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 83

Anseyer didn't know that Theros had arranged a snack spree for him. When he came out of the Witcher Club, the sky was already bright, and he couldn't sleep for an hour when he went back to the hotel. Go to a convenience store.

Although the work of the convenience store was suspended due to the attack of monsters, and Joey also put up a sign at the entrance of the store, Ans Air decided to come over to take a look and clean up the ruins. After all, in theory, this is still his duty time.

"Have you contacted your boss yet?"

Anseyer connected with Joey at the door of the convenience store, Joey rode his electric car, and the little black cat wearing a cat-eared witch hat sat in the basket, jumping gently jumped down. After the accident at the convenience store that night, it was Joey who brought the cat home to raise him.

Joey shook his head in frustration.

"I'm an old employee of a convenience store, the boss will usually contact me one-way if anything happens. That is, before, Ans, the first time we encountered monsters, the store didn't blow up Well, the boss left an extra hotline for bombing the shop, saying that he can only be contacted in the future when there is a disaster of the same level."

Ansel: "…"

What the **** is the fried shop hotline!

"So that fried shop hotline... can't get through?"

Joey looked sad.

"Can't get through."

In the past, a well-informed boss who would immediately find out that an employee had stolen a jelly in the store was as quiet as dead this time, which was very inconsistent with the style of black-hearted capitalists.

If you can't get in touch, it will be troublesome. Tomorrow is the day when the convenience store owner makes an appointment with Ans Air. If the other party doesn't come by then, it will affect Ans Air's future arrangements and planning.

Ans Aire thought about it and decided not to think about it, there are still some things to do in the convenience store. They can do basic cleaning of building debris inside and outside the store first, and some boxed meals that need to be sold quickly can't be delayed for too long.

"Anse, let's do a promotion." Joey also thought of this, "Some breads can't be kept for too long, and milk, etc., you can temporarily set up a small stall to sell one. Sell."

Small stall…

Anseyer thought, Luther left everything in the booth to him before he left, including a large waterproof paper, which could be used to spread on the ground to prevent the goods from getting wet. There are also small sheds, coin boxes and other small things that can be used by street stalls.

But since they have reached the stage of setting up a stall, let's just go back to the old business!

A newly written sign was quickly placed next to the half-destroyed convenience store, and the letter—

It's a great deal! Exactly exists for promotion!

The floor was covered with waterproof paper, and a small shed was supported on it. Ansier held a bunch of circles in his arms and pulled a chair to sit next to the booth.

When the brave Rhine came over by bicycle, what he saw was such a scene, he closed his eyes in pain.

Now, he feels that Ansel is less and less like the original Angel.

Ansier hadn't seen Rhine for a long time, and now that he saw him, he found that the other party's mental outlook had changed a lot. Contemporary workers. He was wearing a coat that he bought at a low price on Pinqiqi. He had dark circles under his eyes from staying up late and playing with his mobile phone. His hair was flying sideways, and his whole person looked vicissitudes and thinness.

It's time! Time to teach Rhine his true craft!

With a solemn face, Ansier waved to Rhine and motioned him to come to the ring booth.

"Now, I will teach you a very important skill," he said to Rhine. Rhine was instantly refreshed, is this the one he has been waiting for for a long time!

"Yes! That's the one!" Ansair nodded to him.

Rhine was even more excited, it was that! The one he was looking for! The angel's finger...

"Tricks of the Ring."

Rhein: "…"

"Listen to me, if you master this craft, even if you can't find a job for a while, you can set up a stall to earn money." Ansier said solemnly, "I will teach you how to place prizes. Spacing, pricing criteria, choice of rings…”

Rhein: "…"

He listened numbly.

After Ans Air finished teaching him, he gave up his position and let him do the actual operation. He was still paying attention to Rhine's actual operation, but suddenly raised his head with a sense of feeling. After a few seconds, he said hello to Rhine.

"You watch first, I'll go to Joey's."

Familiar...demon breath...

After turning her back to the Rhine, Ansel showed a condensed expression, and a sharp and cold light flashed in the sunset-colored pupils. If he sensed correctly, it was after 300 years that he once again sensed the existence of that demon hermit.

The elusive and intriguing great demon who led him into Suberbian and threw him into the chaotic battle of the Demon Kings.

It's named—

Baymont.

Joey and Ans Air have divided the labor, Ans Air handles the expiry goods, and he cleans the interior of the store a little. The little black cat didn't eat rice, and called "Miaomiao" to help Joey push the bucket. When Joey filled the bucket, she pushed the bucket out the door, dumped it, and then rolled the empty bucket back to Gululu.

While busy, Joey raised his hand to wipe the sweat, and suddenly, he seemed to see a figure staggering and collapsed at the door of the convenience store.

Joey: "!!"

He grabbed the broom in his hand and ran out, and sure enough, someone fell on the steps of the convenience store, his face on the ground, looking painful. At the same time, the man stretched out his index finger and pointed in the direction of the convenience store, it looked like he was identifying the crime scene!

Joey was very frightened, clenched the broom in his hand, and tried to speak loudly.

"You...you...don't be like this..."

"This is not the first time someone has touched porcelain like this! You...you have no results!"

Mr. Yun in the front, Kitten and Cat in the back, I don’t know how many creatures fell on the steps of the Angel convenience store. If you want to count on this level of acting skills, just touch porcelain and get money? Absolutely impossible!

The man on the steps moved weakly, barely raising his head, still talking.

"Joy...what the **** are you talking about..."

"Help me...get up..."

"Otherwise I'll fry you..."

Joey: "…"

Ugh! !

The boss! !

Don't fire him QAQ

Joey just wanted to help the boss up, when a hand suddenly stretched out beside him, this hand was very powerful, he grabbed the boss by the collar, and lifted the boss with one hand!

Joey: "…!"

Good! right! Get the boss up first!

Then he watched Ansel raised his other hand and started…

Beat the boss!

Come on! Long live! Hit the boss!

***

The exile walks alone on the road, on both sides of the road, the flowers wither and the birds do not sing. The demons who come and go are in a hurry, either wrapping their cloaks or holding their families tightly. Most of them are from the city, and they want to migrate to Lust City, which is stable and safe under the rule of the Demon King Theros.

"Even so, people who can successfully leave the city are not bad." A demon shook his head and said, he and the exile were sitting on the roadside resting, surrounded by two small horns on their heads, still very young young children.

"The current city owner of Suberbian City is very cruel. To leave the city requires an exit order. This thing can't be done with money alone."

The demon father sighed.

"Young man, if you don't have anything important, it's best not to enter the city. Once you go in, it's the fish on the city lord's chopping board. You won't be let go unless the last bit of flesh is scraped off. of."

The exile nodded slightly when he heard the words, indicating that he understood.

Since entering the city will be troublesome, it is fine if he does not enter the city. But along the way, food and water have been depleted and need to be replenished urgently.

It seems that he will not only enter the city, but also find a way to supplement his food and water reasonably and legally as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the exile saw the bulletin board at the gate of the city. In addition to some official documents to increase taxes on the bulletin board, there are also some private advertisements and the like, which are posted below. There are many kinds, both recruiting and self-recommendation. The exile found two of them that he was most interested in.

[Everything is possible. —Alchemist stay]

—A zealous devil stay]

The latter is especially exciting for the exile. According to the communication method above, he traded the little food left in the package with the restaurant owner in exchange for the right to use the magic mirror communication once. Dial through the phone as advertised, and the other side picks up quickly, with a very pleasant voice.

"Hello, hello, did you see the ad?"

The exile didn't know how to respond to this excessive enthusiasm, he pursed his lips and said softly.

"I want to learn a craft."

This sentence seems to have flipped a switch, and on the other end of the communication, the devil's voice gradually sank.

"What the advertisement says is true, the specific details are not clear in the magic mirror newsletter, why don't we make an appointment to meet and talk?"

"I'm here for a treat."

In the future, many legends and biographies of the demon world will describe the first meeting between the demon king Ans Aier and Wang Shi in a magical way. I read the "bullshit" again and again.

With a deep smile, facing the map, he pointed out the general trend of the Eastern Region for Ansier.

"These demons all want to fight for that crown."

The big devil said with a smile.

"And what about you, the white-haired traveler?"

Under the hood, Ansel was looking at the big demon in front of him with the eyes of the mentally retarded.

He is an angel, fighting for the crown of the devil!

Isn’t it about learning a craft? What about craftsmanship? What about room and board? What about sending it out of town?

Maybe the hood was too big, the emotion in his eyes was not conveyed at all, the big demon smiled slightly, as if everything was under control.

"Yes, clever silence, I did ask a boring question."

Ansel: "...?"

So, craft?

The big devil lowered his eyes slightly, covering the light in his eyes.

Being able to decipher the code he left in the advertisement, contact him with great ambition... He has learned the determination of this young demon.

"I'll teach you...something that will come in handy."

The big devil smiles.

Oh! Crafts that come in handy!

Ansier is satisfied that the topic has finally returned to the right path. In order to live in the demon world, of course he will work hard to learn skills, raise undead eggs, and work hard to become rich.

…But.

On the day of wearing the crown, Baimon fled and disappeared, and it was Ansair who was finally forced to move forward.

The rays of light fell from the sky, getting closer and closer, and Ansi Er can still recall the heart palpitations at the beginning.

…Will he be struck by lightning?

Fortunately, nothing happened in the end.

The feeling of heart palpitations came again, and Ansi Er was so embarrassed that he slammed Baimon's collar with a hammer.

Joey persuaded him to stop beside him, and shouted heartily that this person is not here to touch porcelain, but the boss!

"I said so, Bymon."

Ansier stared coldly at the big demon under him, for some reason, before he smashed the opponent, the opponent's face seemed to be very exciting, the nose was blue and the face was swollen, and now it's just a black It's just symmetrical.

Baimon's combat power is about 1.5 Levi, so the one who can hammer Baimon should be...

Cerros? !

Cerros is such a good devil! Great hammer!

"I said, if you run away, run away. But if you show up in front of me again, you'll be beaten...isn't it?"

Ans El asked softly, looking directly at the big devil's golden vertical pupils.

Then, with his back to Joey, he addressed him slowly with his mouth.

[Teacher, teacher. 】

The author has something to say:

Ans really didn't plan to be the devil at first hahahaha!