MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 148

In the Planetary Book Pavilion, in the slowly moving light and shadow, Remiller sat in that position again.

He sat in this position for a long time, and came every day. What he paid attention to was not this position, but the one on the opposite side.

Under the planetary clock, he held a cup of tea and looked at the vacant seat opposite.

The stars move, the light and shadow change, one of the quiet rooms in this bookstore is pale and empty. Perhaps because of this, he felt lonely all these years; perhaps because of loneliness, he wanted to grant Archon Uriel's request to study strange creatures that he should never have wanted to touch.

Sitting here, Remiller seems to see the phantom of the past. The white-haired angel was sitting across from him reading a book, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, light tones all over his body, and his silent posture seemed extremely peaceful and soft. However, the moment he sensed his sight, the white-haired angel instantly raised his eyes, and his golden-red pupils like the setting sun were very sharp.

This is a… war angel.

Although the war angels are not ignorant, they are relatively happy, and rarely come to places like Planetary Bookstore. But this war angel was different. He always came, came in succession, and read book by book.

As the manager of the bookstore, Remiller was reserved and hesitant. For hundreds of years, he finally couldn't help but ask.

【What do you want from the book? 】

Is it knowledge? Or is it praised as studious and self-motivated? The angels who came to the bookstore were looking for all kinds of things, and Remiller was always on the sidelines. On this day, he heard a different answer.

【Do you have such a feeling that the sky hangs above our heads, so the world is still. 】

At this moment, the eyes and pupils of the war angels revealed a moving look.

[I want to find a way to make the world turn. 】

…It turns out that a madman wants to change the world.

Remüller wanted to laugh for a moment, this idea was really childish. But looking at the serious and brilliant eyes of the other party, he found that he couldn't smile. Somehow, he asked.

【So, did you find it? 】

[No. 】The angel replied very frankly, 【But I believe I will find it, not in the bookstore, but elsewhere. 】

How can I find it.

The heaven should be ruled by the consul, and all the angels should gather to respond.

The white-haired angel listened carefully to his words and nodded.

[You're right. 】

Remüller thought he had been persuaded by himself, but he did not expect that the next moment, the other party tilted his head, without a smile on his face, but his expression was brisk.

[However, I do not agree, I will continue to look for it. 】

[Not here, somewhere else. 】

The memory was over, Remiller picked up the teacup and drank the bitter cold tea.

Hundreds of years of getting along, he upholds the modesty and stillness of an angel, always thinking that there is still a future. He didn't even ask his name, only to find that from a certain day, the other party never came again.

Unspoken words, unspoken feelings, and no chance to express.

Remüller still remembers to this day that he actually wanted to say something—

【Let me find it with you. 】

***

Completely different from the heavenly world, the demon world has had stationary gears from the beginning, and now it is just someone pushing the gears forward.

Levy, the demon king of the southern region, felt that the gears of fate always brutally crushed him.

Sorry! Ansel is rich again!

And continue to lay down his two towns, expressing the joy of Chafu.

The two newly laid towns held a grand and unprecedented celebration with a festive atmosphere. The former masters of the two towns were so angry that Dongzao burst, and was about to immediately deploy troops to counterattack. Just as the troops moved, they were violently beaten from behind by Ceros, and they continued to look for trouble with Ansi Er, and found that the new ones had been shot down. The gates of the two towns were closed.

Alas, this is the case with Chafu, I feel like I haven't spent much yet, and the money is almost spent. When he has money, Ansier certainly won't let go of the opportunity to beat Dongzao. When he has no money, he can also attack the opponent on a spiritual level in the shrinking shell, commonly known as madness.

Sorry!

Levy thought frantically.

The fight between Ceros and Ansair was a high-level joint run, and it reminded Levy of the feeling of suffocation on the seventh abyss front.

The angry demon king paced up and down under the throne, and his lords slowly gave the king advice.

The political structure of the Southern Territory is a bit complicated. The Demon King is nominally the highest leader, but in fact Levi is just the one who was elected from a bunch of lords, and his power is not that great. The rest of the nest of snakes and rats can all dictate the development of the Southern Region.

It's no wonder it's rotten, so many lords are mixed in it, of course it is as lively as cooking porridge every day.

Just listen to the lord who spoke.

"Didn't we benefit the lords of the East before? It's time for them to move and cause some trouble for the Demon King Ansi Er."

Levy was instantly moved, but he was still a bit cunning, so he asked other demons for advice.

"I'm afraid that even if those lords make a move, they won't be able to make a big move. After all, they are going to become the demon king of the Eastern Region, and they are destined to be selfish."

She paused.

"On the other hand, I have analyzed the lords of the Eastern Region. At the moment when Bachin is surrendering, the current powerful lords should be Tui Gabo and Hampa. Gabo is okay, ambitious, sure Will do it, and Hampa…”

Sidi pun.

"He's a pigeon."

Cuckoo.

The demon lord of the pigeon head is answering the dialogue of the strategic partner. On the other end of the communication, Gabo is talking about the top of the line, and the head of the pigeon is also moving up and down, which seems to be very agreeable.

To discuss everything about sending troops while His Majesty the Demon King has no money. At the end of the communication, Gabo added uneasy.

"We both win and lose this time, will you really follow me this time, Hampa?"

Gabo has quite a few memories that can be called psychological shadows, which are related to Hampa's goo-goo, so he is now afraid when he hears "goo".

Hampa didn't hesitate.

"Of course!"

"Can you just say yes?"

"Of course!"

“His…”

Gabo closed his eyes in pain, and he suddenly had a pessimistic premonition.

***

The possibility of the lord's tentative deployment of troops is also on Ansel's defense list. With the changes in the battle situation, the entire Demon King's Palace has been running at full speed. Ansair guards Plulu every day to handle government affairs, he handles military affairs, and Blulu instinctively closes his eyes to handle economic affairs.

Both of them worked very hard, both 007.

Vassago sometimes came in late at night and saw His Majesty working overtime, and couldn't help but feel heartache. Ansier himself felt okay, he quite liked this state of full speed operation.

When in heaven, everything seems to be still. He read all the books outside the forbidden area of ​​the Planetary Book Pavilion, and couldn't find a way to make the gears turn until he reached the Demon Realm.

He stepped on every inch of his royal city, he watched the sunset and sunrise with his people, he knew what the people were thinking and what they wanted. All desire for beauty is the driving force, driving change and driving forward.

He likes the way forward.

"Your Majesty, the latest battle report!"

The supervisor hurried in with the sealed battle report. He is not involved in politics, so after submitting the battle report, he backed out and waited for orders. Ans Air unfolded the battle report, which was accompanied by various marching route maps. Ans Aier browsed the marching map and suddenly found something interesting.

His attack direction has always been very clear, that is, the border towns in the southern region, and gnawed around the edge of the southern region for a small half circle. Theros is stronger than his desire to attack. Of course, the most important thing is to have money. While vigorously attacking the western border of the Southern Region, he also divided a part of his troops and began to...

To the point where he has gnawed, the gap he gnawed with Ceros is about to touch.

Anse El found it funny and a little cute. What affects the cuteness of the entire marching map is the arrows representing third-party forces. It was a small amount of troops sent by the demon lords of the Eastern Territory, and they made various detours along the edge of Ansi Er, and they were ready to move on the flank.

It was so annoying, it affected him to gnaw on the side of the southern region, and the southern region didn’t speak, what did these lords jump!

Southern: "???"

It speaks! It also sent troops! Didn't you get angry with the tortoise shell and the book?

Guxin has already gone to the front line, Ansi Er has an idea when he sees the marching map, and wants to pass his ideas to the front line generals as quickly as possible, of course, through the magic mirror network, but the magic mirror network Mirror networks are also at risk of being attacked and intercepted.

Then…

The two fallen angels knelt down on one knee in front of the devil, their black wings hanging down, looking extremely humble. During this period of study and practice, the twins have successfully adapted to the demon world, and by the way, they have also enhanced their physical fitness and speed.

Ansier looked at them with even a little kindness in his eyes. The messenger he finally selected, subdued and cultivated, and now it is finally time to come in handy.

The Demon King raised his eyes with a dignified expression.

"Send my order—"

The southern border, the last small town bordering the seventh abyss, has become the point of the three forces. Of course, the Southern Territories are not sitting still. At this time, four armies are Chen Bing around this small city at the same time.

Small Town: "…"

shivering.

But as long as the Southern Regions don't win, they can probably... beat the gongs and drums?

All forces have used their means, and the magic mirror network has become the focus of interception and deciphering. Under such circumstances, it would be particularly useful to use all his strength as a fallen angel herald who could travel from Suberbian city to the front line in just a few minutes.

This night, the Southern Demon King Levi did not sleep, and he was anxiously waiting for the final result; the two Eastern Demons did not sleep either, they were closely monitoring the implementation of their tactics.

The route of the Quartet marching back in the hands of the Demon King kept changing, and I saw that the army in the east and west regions performed a magical operation. On the battlefield near that small town, the two armies charged, staggered, met in positions, and then brushed past. The Eastern Regions met the troops of the Southern Regions for the Western Regions, and the Western Regions intercepted the lord's reinforcements for the Eastern Regions!

This needless tacit understanding is amazing, just like the two demon kings are looking at the final marching map at this time.

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Post!

Hold hands on the map!

Levy: "…"

You guys don't have a relationship without me, right?