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MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 143
Silvia finished her day's work.
The last transaction is related to the recently renamed Suberbian Consortium. I don't know what powerful person did it. The dove's method of occupying the magpie's nest is quite brutal, and he is not afraid of choking. He swallows it whole and then slowly digests it.
When everyone in the business world was in danger, the expansion of the other party suddenly slowed down, and even began to discuss cooperation with all parties.
Sylvia received news that the Suberbian consortium intends to inject capital into the Witcher Club.
Hunting requires a lot of financial support. Except for Sylvia's family, which is stable, the rest of the investors actually change every year. With such a capital injection, Sylvia had to think carefully.
No, it shouldn't be called a witch hunt now.
Sylvia closed her eyes, approved the last document, and dragged her tired body to the ward.
The knight is sleeping peacefully here, with gauze curtains on the window of the ward, and the dim light slanting in, seems to be the same color as memories or dreams. In this indifferent and lonely light and shadow, Sylvia slowly sat in front of the hospital bed.
All kinds of rescue measures are invalid, and Edward is about to die.
Humans are very weak and sometimes need to step on the corpses of their predecessors to reach higher places. Sylvia understood this, she watched for a while, pulled the quilt and slowly pulled it up, got up and left the ward.
Two tear marks were left on the corners of the snow-white quilt.
Sitting in the car, Sylvia heard the driver ask softly.
"Miss, are you going back to the mansion?"
Sylvia shook her head, she was very tired, very tired, but she didn't want to go back to the mansion where she was alone. She thought about it and said.
"Go to the Angel convenience store."
.
Going to the headquarters will surely make other witchers nervous, so it is better to go to the convenience store.
As if her frozen heart became warm again, she got out of the car and hurried to the Wang convenience store.
—and almost stepped on something in the doorway.
Same.
Also in Witcher Club uniform…
Convenience store murder? !
People in the convenience store also seemed to hear the movement and ran out to check the situation. Joey was wearing a bear apron with a spoon for stirring oden in his hand. When he went out, he almost stepped on the person who was lying on the ground. At the critical moment, his legs were separated and he stepped over the person's body, showing a sad expression.
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"Mr. Yun!" Joey said sadly, "Why are you touching porcelain again!"
Sylvia saw two curious little heads showing up in the convenience store. The brave and the sage were holding instant noodles and balls, watching this scene silently.
Sylvia was very surprised. She didn't expect that when Ansel was not here, everyone from the convenience store was still gathered here.
"How to say..."
Joey was put up by Rhine and Anthony, and Yunjian was dragged into the store and fed some sugar water. Turning off the fire for the oden pot, Joey laughed.
"We have been in the trial field on the side of the Silence Council before and never came out. Rhine was about to kill himself, forcing himself to continue. Anthony felt that this was not good, so he simply came back, Come to the store."
Although the break was very short, they still decided to come back here. The number of employees is only enough to maintain the operation during the day, so the convenience store did not open late at night. Joey opened the store and opened it at night while cooking something for everyone.
Of course, the price is clearly marked, and the boss of Ans makes money.
"I always feel that staying here is very reassuring, as if Ans is still with us." Joey smiled.
When he said this, everyone fell silent. In the short interval of high-intensity training, they could still recall the scene of that day—the demon king with horns and horns approached them in a strange yet familiar manner.
Anthony spoke, and even he could hear the difficulty of the voice.
"Unexpectedly, Ans is the devil. In this way, he should..."
"Not coming back."
Everyone was very sad, and suddenly heard a voice that was a little inexplicable.
"What's not coming back?"
The white-haired Demon King stepped into the store from the staff lounge. He was wearing normal clothes with neat and flowing hem. Especially the pair of horns exposed between the white hair, the shredded light shines, full of beauty belonging to an alien race.
It only took a moment to feel pleasantly surprised from the injury, and even Yun Jian who touched the porcelain sat up in shock from dying, and instead of everyone, she told the person who was afraid that the scene in front of him was just an illusion and hardly dared to say it out. name.
"Anse... Ayr?"
Anse El raised his eyebrows as an admission, and the golden red flamingo jumped from his left shoulder to his right shoulder, tilting his head to look at these humans.
How could the industry not come back here? Anse Er not only took time to return to the Human World, but also brought Fini who had been clamoring to see the Human World.
Finey came out alone with His Majesty this time, chirping happily, with her long tail up and down, she was a cute little bird. It's just that he also sticks tightly to Ans El, beware that someone might be detrimental to His Majesty.
Joey hurriedly filled Ans Air with balls, Ans Air thanked him, and naturally sat down at the small round table for customers in the store. All his actions were exactly the same as before, and his tone and demeanor did not show the arrogance and arrogance he used to be at the Silent Council, and he was still feeding the birds with balls.
Anseyer forked the ball firmly, making sure that Fini was steady, and then raised his head, showing a little smile.
"Did you scare you before?"
How can it be said to be scared...
Are you scared to death! The toiled social animal who squatted in the shop every day with open mouth and closed mouth, "Welcome" and "Next time" is actually His Majesty the Demon King. Several acquaintances of Ansi Er in the human world could not even accept the suspicion that the horns on his head were actually fake!
Joey burst into tears when the silent council finished.
"Is there such a possibility that the horns on Ans's head are actually a headband woohoo!"
Others: "…"
Woohoo, they hope so too!
Seeing that Joey's tears were about to spurt again, Sylvia quickly took over the topic.
"It was really a shock." She said honestly, and then lowered her expression and whispered, "Thank you for the proving ground you created for mankind."
She saw Ansair turn her head slightly, and stuffed a ball into the firebird on her shoulder.
"Don't think that I will spoil humans. The seal at the bottom of the lake has a time limit, which can't stop too many impacts from the monster emperor. If humans cannot get rid of the monster emperor within a limited time, I will Think...humans don't have what it takes to fight powerful monsters."
He raised his eyes, and the sunset-colored vertical pupils were once again full of the majesty of the devil.
"At that time, the Demon World will send troops to the Human World."
Sylvia's heart tightened, but when she recalled Ans'er's uncomfortable gesture of turning her head away, she knew that this Demon King was not very good at expressing gratitude.
She laughed again.
Good.
Ansair is still Ansair, nothing has changed.
After the small gathering, Ans Air asked Joey about the operation of the convenience store, and learned that it is only open during the day, so he decided to put the job of recruiting on the agenda again. He didn't know that the recruitment of the convenience store would be more complicated this time. The store where both the brave and the holy sword were working, and the holy sword might continue to work here... The forces of all parties began to move.
The various forces that are just around the corner do not know.
Under the gaze of the Demon King's death, he came in, all temptations and conspiracies are false, all of them have to work honestly with him!
After arranging the things in the store, Ans El plans to go out of the store first, circle around, and then enter the back door of the devil to go home. Not long after he left, Rhine suddenly found that he had forgotten something.
He forgot to ask! What if the holy sword can't be turned into a sword!
Don't keep holding Joey's ankle! Joey also casually said recently that he loves studded shoes and studded socks!
Help! My hands are starting to hurt!
"Forgot to ask?" Yun Jian was holding a bowl of sugar water with a serene expression like an old man, "Miss just now seems to be catching up, why don't you send a message to Miss?"
Rhine was stunned.
"Miss Sylvia is catching up to..."
Yun Jian looked down at the heat rising from the cup and spit out a name.
"Edward."
Rhine fell silent.
He went to see Edward, the situation was very bad, the methods of the human world have been declared invalid, maybe the devil world, there is still hope of healing.
He stopped asking his own questions, or Edward's injury was more important.
At this moment, Joey, who didn't know what heavy topic they were talking about, peered from behind, carrying two new pairs of socks in his hand.
"I'll pack up and go back to the proving ground, ten minutes."
"Rhine, I found two new pairs of socks."
Rhein paled in shock, turned his head instantly, and looked at the socks Joey was holding in his hand—
Studded socks!
Help!
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Sylvia caught up with the Demon King who left the convenience store. After the initial hesitation, her expression became firm.
"Sorry for the delay," the silver-haired girl said, barely keeping her calm expression. Seeing Ansair looking back, she took a deep breath.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty the Demon King, Edward the Demon Hunter is seriously injured. Is there a panacea in the Demon World that can save the dying? I'm willing to trade!"
At this moment, Ansair turned around. The firebird left his shoulders and flew around gently. The firelight swept across the Demon King's eyebrows, and the pair of vertical pupils of the sunset color shone. When the color is in the right direction, it will bring people an extreme sense of oppression.
"The human princess." The devil said slowly, "But what can you give me?"
Tears flashed in Sylvia's eyes, she had already thought about this. Judging from Ans El's attitude, she should have a spokesperson in the human world. She is willing to serve the Demon King after stepping down as the head of the Witcher Club!
"As much as you please...give me some more time."
said the silver-haired girl.
"I am proficient in most arts of the human world, and both magic and swordsmanship are passable. If you do not trust me, you can make a harsh contract with me, only begging you to allow me to lead the witcher The club has gone through these turbulent times."
The Demon King's expression still did not soften, and he stared at the human princess majestic.
"Who is he to you? Lover? To sacrifice to this extent for him."
"No, not out of love." The silver-haired girl hurriedly said, "but kindness. Without Edward, I would have died of assassination when I was young. He is like a teacher and a father, who taught me All skills. I can't watch him die on the premise of hope, there should be no ungrateful people in the master family of the witcher club!"
Not from a girl's dream...
Not out of hopeless love…
Just because of the nobility engraved on the family silver hair.
Sylvia waited nervously, and suddenly, she saw the demon king showing a helpless smile.
"What a girl..."
The Demon King sighed.
"Sylvia, if the person in charge of the human world is not a sane person, there is a high possibility that I will not form an alliance with humans."
The silver-haired girl was slightly stunned, and in the next instant, there were tears in her eyes and a charming smile.
"Thank you for your approval, Your Majesty the Demon King."
The Demon King's eyes grew distant.
"The Demon World is vast, and of course there are things you need. But since I'm not interested in the chips you put out, you need to get those things yourself."
The Demon King sent an invitation to the human princess—