MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 11

Anse Elton's eyes lit up.

"Do you want to agree? We can talk about the distribution of benefits!"

"No, I'm not going to agree," Theros said calmly.

The little smile on Ansel's face disappeared, and he looked at Ceros blankly.

"What do you do not agree to mention this? Are you kidding me?"

Theros wanted to take advantage of the situation to draw out the assassination plan that was handed to him. Those demon lords were about to jump over the wall because of this new trade policy. But Ansi Er made such a punch, but he also became angry.

Today is still an anniversary.

"Exactly, I would never agree to that policy."

He said coldly.

His tone reminded Anse Elton of those sentences in the report, and he almost didn't get angry on the spot. He managed to keep his cool, and after some thought, he understood Theros' concerns.

"I will start to clean up the demon lords in the entire Eastern Region." He raised the sunset-colored demon pupils, his tone was calm, as if he was not saying something unprecedented, "Go there. When will you agree?"

"You...!"

Cerros never thought he would be so arrogant!

"Ansair, this is not a child playing a house." Theros frowned deeply, he simply did not know how to evaluate Ansair who said such madness, "Since the demon **** After you die, the system of demon lords has been with the demon world to this day. You have only been in power for three hundred years, and you want to abolish this system that has lasted for thousands of years?"

This is impossible, impossible, how to contain the demon lords is what the demon king should master.

He remembered that Ansair started out as an ordinary demon and had not received a special education in the education of the devil, so he relaxed a little.

"I know you hate them, but you can't do anything, or you will endanger yourself. If you don't know how to contain them and seek benefits, I can teach you."

it is good. All the demon lords surrounding Luster City bowed their heads and served as their servants, fearing the authority of the Demon King, and did not dare to move.

If Ansel wanted, he would also share this knowledge selflessly, because the other party was Ansel.

However, Ansier refused him decisively, and the pair of sunset-colored demon pupils lifted up, looking proud and sharp.

"No need."

"I'll get rid of them."

Theros was really aroused, he looked at Ansel, as if looking at a stubborn stone. His voice also turned completely cold, almost questioning.

"Since ancient times, how many people who have made great changes have good endings? Ans Air, do you think you will be that special case?"

When he asked this sentence, he suddenly understood that what he was worried about was actually just this matter.

He was afraid that this young devil, like the morning star, would be buried by the sky after shining. Naturally, he will not be shaken. Unless the Demon King of the Asmodeus family abdicates automatically, he will never be pulled down, but the throne is too lonely, and he sometimes hopes that someone can sit with him.

…but that person should never be Levy! He can't accept that Ans-El's rule is not as long as Levy! It was a nightmare for him!

Thinking of this, Theros paused and asked the question of his soul.

"Do you wish your reign was shorter than Levi's?"

"Hey!" Ansier expressed his disgust with a tone of voice, "Impossible! I won't die earlier than him!"

Maybe someone who wrote "Demon King" and read "comedian" joined in, and the tension between the two eased slightly, but the conflict of ideas was not so easy to resolve, Ansier decided State your position. He pressed one hand on his chest, and the demon king's cloak opened on one side, and his expression was almost solemn.

"Cerros, I understand the risks you're talking about, but I'll still do it."

"The lord system of the demon world has a long history, but it can't bring any benefits to the people of the demon world. In this case... let it be abolished, even if the price is this."

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the sunset color under his eyes almost burned into a glow.

"Since the day I was born, my bones and blood have been burned for unfinished business. Even if the cost is life, if it is beneficial, I will do it."

When he became a war angel, he took the oath before the idol of the Supreme Heaven. It's a pity that the heaven of supremacy is hard to get rid of. Since he has been exiled, it is better to sprinkle his blood on the demon world.

Ansel is not a typical angel, he is stubborn and arrogant, even a little rebellious, but this...

He is quite an "angel".

Theros rarely showed his emotions, and he was a little shocked.

He had heard that the Demon King Ansair was noble and honest, without selfish desires, but he never thought it would be like this... Theros temporarily lost the ability to describe, he could not find a suitable word to describe it Ansel in front of him.

—just like a tireless white bird that only knows sacrifice and dedication.

He asked confirming.

"Even if you die?"

Die in the assassination of the lord, or in the turmoil of change, no matter how you think about it, it is difficult to have a happy ending.

Ansier's eyes suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

"I won't die so easily, at least not now, can't you think of something better?"

He resumed his usual tone, and put down the hand that was on his chest just now, as if he was not the one who uttered the awe-inspiring oath.

"If you have concerns, I can understand that cooperation will wait until I succeed." He was a little lazy, "At that time, if you stop my new policy, we will open... "

Ansier just wanted to say "go to war", but when he thought of the military spending that would make him bald this time, he turned his words abruptly.

"We'll have... a meeting and discuss it."

Seros saw that he didn't talk more, his emotions were a little complicated, but he changed the subject along with his words.

"No discussion, no agreement."

"You're sick!"

***

Awesome...Holy...Dedicated...

Until he returned to his tent, Theros was still thinking about the adjective he couldn't remember. The close ministers served him exquisite desserts or snacks one by one as a late-night snack. Even on the front lines, demons will not treat themselves badly, nor do they need to treat themselves badly. This is the nature of the race.

Cerros had just taken a shower, and his dark hair was still wet. He looked at the table full of exquisite food, not too appetizing, just instructed his close ministers.

"Bring me the records since Anse Er took office."

The minister bowed his head respectfully.

"Is that the one you read often?"

“…”

"You forgot? Because you will read the relevant records every once in a while, and just made a bound volume some time ago."

Theros was silent for a while, he didn't expect that he would watch so diligently.

He flipped through the records that he had read many times, and the light of the magic lamp shone. Maybe it's a bit of emphasis, this time, he really found some traces. Since Ansier wore the crown, the development of Suberbian City is like a hang-up, and behind this is Ansier's way of governing.

Cerros calls this approach "suicide rule."

"He didn't think about his fate at all." Theros said softly, and the close minister lowered his head even more deeply when he heard the words, daring not to make a sound, only the voice of His Majesty the Demon King continued to come in a low voice.

"Dreamers die dreaming."

Hearing this, the close minister tentatively said.

"Your Majesty, the previous demon lord took your secret order to request a meeting, and has been placed in a hidden tent. Do you want to see him?"

This is the demon lord who threw a secret vote to Theros before, promising to divide Suberbian city equally after the successful assassination of Ans El.

The close minister also knew the cause and effect, but felt that this demon lord was a little ignorant. Since His Majesty has to work, how can it be divided equally? Their Lust City at least eats the big head!

Theros glanced at his schedule, he had the same habit as Ansel.

"Tomorrow morning, I will meet him." He said, "By the way, you invite... Forget it, I'm not going to work, he should find him by himself."

He wants to let Ans Air see what the wrong way of governing will bring.

The interrupted order made the close ministers bewildered, but His Majesty seemed to be caught in his own thoughts again, and he stood quietly and respectfully. Not long after, the close minister heard the voice of His Majesty the Demon King.

"From the day of birth, bone and blood can be burned for unfinished business, even if the cost is life, if it is beneficial, then implement it... What do you think of this sentence?"

"It sounds like an angel's idea."

No selfish desires at all, full of saint-like nobility, demons have always sneered at this kind of dedication. In the devil's conception, life belongs to oneself, and it should be indulged in pleasure and spend every day in luxury.

The words of the close minister made Ceros's heart move, and he lowered his eyes.

"Don't laugh."

"It's noble."

He said, the close minister immediately stopped his sneering smile and lowered his head in fear.

"Yes, yes! I'm so sorry!"

The adjective that could be placed on Ans-El was finally thought of by Ceros, if nouns could be used as adjectives—

Very "angel".

Ansier's philosophy is really "angel".

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