Yu Mengzhou explained to the magic horses: "He is my teacher. He helped me a lot when I entered the industry and saved me a lot of detours... I am very grateful to him."
Falke grabbed his hand and shook it gently like a child making a pinky promise.
"Then go ahead."
"But I don't know if he can accept the ridiculous excuse I made up - disappearing because of inheriting the estate of a distant rich relative, what kind of dramatic life is this? Of course, I don't want to use magic to confuse his cognition," Yu Mengzhou said distressedly, "Master Hu is not young anymore, what if he does something..."
"Do you need any props to prove your lies?" Gao Er asked, "Sometimes, all you need is a piece of paper, and a lie can become a truth that is stronger than the law."
"Ah, yes!" Yu Mengzhou racked his brains to think, "I need a forged inheritance certificate, preferably a personal account with a huge deposit, plus... um, let me think..."
"A luxurious car, gorgeous dresses, several powerful and handsome footmen, plus a castle and vast territory?" Gao Er said jokingly with a smile.
Yu Mengzhou: "... No need to thank me for these. We, the rich people who inherited the inheritance from distant rich relatives, are very low-key."
"Will you have another butler with you?" Falke asked, "Master?"
Yu Mengzhou was stuck for a long time.
"Young Master... we don't need it either! This title is too classy and we people from small places can't bear it..." He stuttered, "Butler is not very useful, but bodyguard is OK!"
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed to him. He nodded, "That's right. A bodyguard accompanying him instantly establishes the image of a cowardly and greedy rich young man."
Seeing him plan all this with such a serious attitude, Falke felt a wave of funny love in his heart. His human was always so cute, and sometimes, his cuteness would reach a new peak, so extraordinary that even the demons were speechless.
"Then I can be your bodyguard," he said, clearing his throat.
Yu Mengzhou looked at him: "You? Are you going to use some kind of trick, or..."
"I can become a human." Falke replied casually, "Just for you."
Pure human form symbolizes weakness and incompetence in hell, because any soul that can absorb magic power can produce sharper and more terrifying mutations in the environment of hell. Having claws that can tear apart enemies, endless fangs, or simply an eyeball that is a mass of chaotic tentacles are all common enhancements for monsters.
The form of the Centaur is the unique appearance of the ruler of hell. Since the primordial force chose the devil horse as its incarnation, all creatures of hell will naturally no longer be able to choose this supreme evolutionary direction.
The emperor is going to transform into a human for his partner? This is really big news.
Gao Er shrugged and said mischievously, "We can also change. It's not a big problem. It just depends on whether you can afford thirteen bodyguards."
"Uh, it's really not necessary!" Yu Mengzhou raised his hands, "One is enough. Thirteen bodyguards are simply pyramid schemers who are afraid of being beaten to death in the street by the victims' families."