MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 119

He has always been the only one who collects other people's mail. Now, other people's hoes have been dug into his land. Can this be tolerated? Of course not!

The Eastern Territory is in turmoil, and Ansel and his close officials have spent three hundred years, but this warm and vast land can only breathe a sigh of relief. The current Eastern Region is not only short of money, but also short of talent. Livy really hit Ansi Er's scale with a hoe.

Anse Er was furious, so he was busy preparing for the event. First, I commended a group of outstanding alchemists recommended by Morag and reviewed by the Devil's Palace. These alchemists are very interested in the combination of human world technology and alchemy, and there is no pedantic concept.

Afterwards, taking advantage of the opportunity to bestow this group of alchemists the Demon King Bronze Medal, announcing the establishment of a new R&D department. The research and development content is temporarily kept secret from the outside world, but the demons of the Eastern Region with a keen sense of smell have already sensed the great ambitions of His Majesty the Demon King.

It is not the first time that Ans Air has made such a decree, every time it is like a whim, but in the end it is flawless. The demon lord takes a wait-and-see attitude. This demon king is quite difficult to deal with, and they should be careful.

...So, His Majesty the Demon King, who is always on a whim, did not startle the snake.

Surrounded by the ministers, the white-haired demon king looked down at the documents piled on the table.

The water is muddy.

Just wait for the sediment to rise.

And in the cold western region, the swan city of Luster, another demon king also acted. Ceros had already received the proposal from Ansair. This was undoubtedly a relatively rare mass event in the Western Regions, and it looked very lively, which caused some trouble for the prime minister who was accustomed to the silent and indifferent government-decree style of the Western Regions.

Naberis: "…"

The style is too cute! I don't feel like I'm in the same world as Your Majesty...

The Prime Minister Naberis hadn't finished thinking yet when he suddenly found that His Majesty's cold gaze fell on him. As a demon who has been immersed in delusions of persecution for many years, Naberis has an almost instinctive intuition for danger, and his expression suddenly froze, and the things in his mind automatically become—

It's a perfect match! So fitting! This event is so worthy of Your Majesty!

Help.

Naberis thought bitterly.

His Majesty seems to be able to see his brain.

Seeing Naberis froze, Ceros slowly retracted his gaze. What is not one world? He took it for granted that they were all from the same family! He and Ansair belong to the same family!

He is always so cute, this event can be done.

Humph.

"It's just right, the selection of talents in the Western Regions is about to start recently." Ceros said lightly, "In previous years, it was recommended directly by the subordinate regions, or directly from various industry associations to absorb the backbone. This year, In the selection of alchemists, join this event."

After all, the Western Regions have been prosperous for too long, and Ceros can't remember how long he hasn't done this kind of gold-rushing selection work. It was because the vegetable garden was too vast that Levy plucked a few radishes from him, but he was completely unaware and treated it as an ordinary disappearance case, thanks to Ansier's discovery of clues.

The root of it is that Ansel is keen on change and changes from time to time, which is the nemesis of ghost tricks.

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As a digression, Ansair took over the great alchemist who was as famous as King Astaroth. Every time Theros thought of it, he felt that the lemons in the world had become refined and turned into The villain, dancing wildly in front of him.

Why! Counting down the entire team of the Eastern Region, it was like a flash of thunder and lightning. With so many candidates for the devil, how much salary did Ansi Er pay to keep them all!

Obviously, His Majesty the Demon King, who came from the academy, still doesn't know what all the staff gave for free.

The education of the Demon King from a young age, and the experience of ruling for thousands of years, allow Theros to calmly deal with all risks. He will reform moderately, but he will never directly set off a revolution like Ansair.

But Theros also had to admit that the demon world was about to change due to Ansier's actions.

It's like a storm coming to the devil world. Theros thought, so what was Ansair going to go undercover in the Demon Realm for? And he couldn't understand what the consuls of the heavenly realms depended on to choose, could it be because of relationships? Archon Shalia looks very stretched, and Ansi Er can throw the opponent a whole demon world.

That funny thought came up in my mind again, didn’t the heaven really send out the consul?

I'm going to laugh, I'm going to laugh, I'm going to laugh into an avalanche.

Before the thought disappeared from Ceros' mind, a demon stepped forward to report it.

"Your Majesty, there is another avalanche outside the city!"

Cerros: "…"

This avalanche, I'm afraid I can't see his brain.

This winter, the subject of Luster City's most talked about topic is the avalanche outside the city. This year, avalanches occurred frequently, with a small avalanche in two days and a large avalanche in three days. The avalanche caused most of the surrounding snow-capped mountains to be completely bald, and even the meteorological alchemist above could not figure it out.

The city administration managed to catch a few demons who were shouting loudly beside the snowy mountain. These demons were drinking and partying at the foot of the snowy mountain, talking and laughing loudly, and the sound shook the ice and snow, which was barely a reason. So in the absence of any other good solution, the city management bureau filled the foot of the mountain with a sign saying "No Laughing".

However, the sign was buried in snow one after another, and the avalanche did not stop.

However, the towering city walls of Lust City and the small avalanches did not affect the demons living in the city.

A bearded demon elder braves light snow to visit his old friend. His old friend was an aloof and stubborn folk alchemist who didn't even want to take a certificate test. Only by bringing out the noble and dignified His Majesty the Demon King could he be moved.

The Demon Elder brought a new message to his old friend who was locked out of his house.

"...Choose talents to join the community?" The old alchemist raised his eyes from a pile of crystal vessels, his eyes were suspicious, "What is it?"

"It's not surprising at all." The bearded demon elder said dissatisfiedly, "The full name of the event is 'Choose the Talents into the Community - Remember One of My Alchemist Friends', I won't mention it. Remember you?"

" Your Majesty also decreed that the alchemists selected in this event will have the opportunity to be directly elected to His Majesty's royal front! My old friend, isn't this the opportunity you dream of? ?"

Sure enough, the old alchemist hesitated.

"Doesn't need to be assessed by the association?"

"No need, you don't deal with that clerk, I know that."

"Don't need to accumulate enough recommendation marks?"

"No, you have no friends except me, I know that."

The old alchemist angrily took a large test tube and knocked on the skull of the demon elder.

"Asshole! Don't tell the truth!"

The two old men staggered around in a small room to chase after them. With the sound of a test tube shattering, the old man's music event came to an end. The old alchemist crouched down tremblingly and picked up the crystal fragments on the ground bit by bit, his old friend also accompanied him.

After a while, the demon elder heard the old alchemist sigh.

"I thought that I would not be able to serve His Majesty in my lifetime."

This is true.

Luster City has developed so far, with a perfect and strict system, which maximizes the upward transfer of talents, but also strips away the demons who cannot adapt to this system. In the city on the frozen abyss, the people and living beings are extremely strong. If they can't adapt to the various rules of selecting talents, then they can be regarded as the weak who have been eliminated.

—His Majesty, the supreme Demon King, is ruthless and ruthless. He never looks at the weak, and the weak agree with these laws.

The old alchemist is such a "weak", and now he sees a glimmer of light.

"But, it's strange."

The old alchemist was still in disbelief after he sat down with the teacup.

"Is your Majesty's style so cute?"

The whole activity is fresh and lively, and it also takes the community as a unit to enhance the understanding of the neighborhood. God knows, the demons in Lust City are reserved and indifferent, basically only maintaining a small social circle, and it has not been a long time since they experienced the atmosphere of such a big party.

The demon elder was also silent.

"To be honest, I think it has something to do with the Eastern Region, and it was the Eastern Region that started this kind of activity first."

Eastern Demon King Ansi Er has always been the darling of the media for no other reason. He looks too good-looking, to the extent that even demons are attracted. Usually, as long as the figure of the demon king appears on the page of the newspaper, other demon stars will not get the slightest attention, and the relevant newspapers of the current period will also be out of stock.

The demon elder knew a little about the Eastern Region and introduced the activities of the Eastern Region to his old friends. In fact, Luster City has changed a part of the activities and become a little more restrained, but it is still a very amazing change.

"On the occasion of the selection of talents, Dongyu has shown so much emphasis on alchemy, and His Majesty will definitely make adjustments, but it cannot be compared by Dongyu."

The demon elder carefully analyzed, but found that his old friend had a strange expression. After listening to his words, the old alchemist got up from his chair and started to rummage through the boxes. Finally, he found a newspaper from the bottom of the drawer.

This newspaper is brand new, wrapped in film, it looks like a newspaper that was specially bought for collection and appreciation.

"I think there may be another reason."

The front page of the newspaper was a headline that shocked the devil's eye-

Demon Elder: "…"

The old friend actually collected this newspaper! God knows how valuable this newspaper from a few months ago is now! Because the above is His Majesty's gossip, and His Majesty has no gossip, so this newspaper has a very high collection value.

"Look."

The old alchemist said cautiously.

"The Demon King of the Eastern Region is engaged in activities, and our Majesty is engaged in activities."

“…”

"The Demon King of the Eastern Region has white hair. Our Majesty likes white hair."

“…”

Isn’t it just a string together! So I'm afraid this event is not...

The words that came to mind seemed to be extremely inappropriate and even disrespectful to the noble majesty, but there seemed to be no more suitable ones, and the demon elder couldn't help but murmured.

“If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog.”

"Shh! Shh!"

The two demon old men looked at each other, feeling as if they had mastered the truth of the world.

But this event is really good. The entire Western Regions were originally like gears that meshed tightly on the snowfield, with each link tightly interlocking, and there was absolutely no other way out. The gears turned, turned, and the Asmodeus family's swan flag flew above the gears.

But...

Under the gear, there are still red flowers buried by snow and dust. Only after the gentle wind from the eastern region blew, did the flowers quietly bloom.

Now, the safflower is blooming in the snow field, under the gears, I am old, and my heart is ambitious.

Okay, more.

The old alchemist thought.

Then marrying a chicken follows a chicken, and marrying a dog follows a dog.

The author has something to say:

It is mutual achievement, all for a better devil world!

Heaven:…

Heaven: Tears, burst out.