01.
It took Jefferson Jackson a full three months to complete the inspection of the entire territory of Mullheim. He dedicated the map he drew to the Ice Emperor in Winter City, and then had dinner with his sister Olivia.
"I told him not to be so stupid. Do you think people who do charity can't kill people? Then I pulled out my sword and killed him. His Majesty the Demon King is right, the wicked can never be killed, and good people and The boundaries of bad guys are often blurred, and only the system is eternal within a certain period, but only within a certain period.” Jefferson said while eating a large plate of grilled snails.
"You know this, but you're still killing people, brother." Olivia's eyes moved from the steak to Jefferson's face.
"Because I can't help it." Jefferson suddenly lost his appetite for the grilled snails in front of him, and poured the sauce made of liqueur on the foie gras. How naive I am, I have tried to restrain myself in too many places, so…”
"I'm a little worried about your mental state, brother." Olivia simply put down the knife and fork and said.
Seeing his sister pose for such a serious conversation, Jefferson also put down the sauce bottle in his hand, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Jefferson showed Olivia a smile after saying this. Smile, the light of the candle shines on his face, he looks much more mature than before, "Although I have always been stupid than you, I am also working hard in my own way."
Jefferson has changed a lot. Olivia was in a daze for a while, in order to hide her gaffe, she picked up the quilt, took a sip of the fruit wine made from sweet pears and cherries, the tip of her tongue was sweet, but her expression was melancholy: "Don't say that Myself, I know you've always had your own ideas... Oh, but I still can't forget the way you cried after watching Siren Princess."
The corner of Jefferson's mouth twitched: "Olivia Jackson."
"Jefferson Jackson." Olivia also called out.
Then the siblings laughed at the same time.
A few years ago, they were noble ladies and noble young masters living in Yulan City, but now they have extraordinary identities.
How time flies. Olivia couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I don't understand what the Lord Demon King is doing now." She also had the illusion of fighting side by side when she was close to that adult. But now, Queen Milheim is her end. Although this can be regarded as an incomparable honor for a noble lady, after seeing the broader scenery, I always feel unwilling.
"Master Demon King should also be working hard in his own way, because he stands too high, so we can't understand." Jefferson said.
"Ah, you're right, brother," said Olivia.
"It's really raining today." Jefferson said, looking at the rain outside.
02.
Magnolia Empire. Magnolia City.
After reading the documents presented by Theodore, Emperor Yulan said after a while, "Are you going to kill my son?"
"Why do you think so?" asked Theodore.
"Because I would do that if I were you guys," said Emperor Yulan.
"I don't like killing people. Killing people doesn't bring me much joy," Theodore said.
"Then what do you want?" Emperor Yulan asked.
"Want more power." Theodore replied.
"You have enough power." Emperor Yulan said, he was angry: "I have made too many concessions, common people, I am willing to smile at you, and letting you touch my blood is already a gift to you gone."
"If it was true in the past," Theodore raised his head to look at Emperor Yulan, "but forgive me, Your Majesty, this is not a peaceful and prosperous time."
After Theodore came out of the king's bedroom, he met Princess Lydia standing at the gate of the palace. Princess Lydia didn't have much smile on her face: "He is your king anyway."
"My king is only Lord Demon King." Theodore said.
"Then he is also my father," said Princess Lydia.
"Well, what do you want from me?" said Theodore.
Princess Lydia opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to say: "... Is this what Lord Demon King meant?"
"What does Lord Demon King mean?" Theodore repeated, and then he smiled, "Lord Demon King won't care about such trivial matters."
"This, this is a national event." Princess Lydia said.
Theodore laughed again, and he walked over to wrap his arms around Princess Lydia's shoulders, "It's late autumn now, and the scenery in the devil world will be pretty good in a while, let me tell Gore, you take your group of sisters Go and relax, you've been too tense these days."
Princess Lydia's eyes dimmed a bit, but her voice raised: "Okay."
I don't know how to deal with this relationship, one is a lover and the other is a father.
Many people have the courage to face difficulties, enemies and bear pain, but they don't have the courage to face relatives and lovers and bear their accusations.
It's raining a lot outside. Princess Lydia thought silently.
03.
Alice raised her hand and wrapped the small tree in front of her with magical energy. The small tree withered quickly under the invasion of the magic breath. At the same time, Alice felt the vitality pouring into her body.
"Amazing magical talent." Her lich teacher said of her.
After all, she is the daughter of the Pope of Light, so it is normal to have such qualifications. In addition, she has always been surrounded by elemental elves arranged by Hill. This kind of treatment is enough to make any human being jealous.
Hill and Monroe stood on the Blackstone Tower and watched the scene below, "Alice is awesome." Hill said.
"All she lacks now is time," Monroe said.
Hill smiled and turned back to the table, which was covered with various information.
"Odin, the demon king, will not let the human Loki ascend the throne, what about you?" Monroe asked.
"Hahaha, what a sharp question." Hill picked up one of the parchments, looked at the information of the Yulan Continental Army, and after a few seconds, he said: "It's useless to think about it now, let's deal with it first thing."
"I'm going to get some air," Monroe said.
"Okay... I didn't expect that the strength of the Yulan Empire's army is still the same. It can't work without a leader." Hill muttered.
Under the Blackstone Tower, Alice withdrew her hand. Just now, she released three dark magic spells in a row, and her body couldn't hold it anymore. Footsteps sounded behind her, Alice turned her head, and then called out crisply: "Uncle Monroe." She opened her arms to Monroe.
Alice regards Hill as a family member, and of course it's not just a family member. She knows his relationship with Monroe, so she sometimes treats him like a baby. Compared with Hill, Monroe must be colder on the surface, but he will basically meet Alice's requirements.
Today, Monroe didn't pick Alice up immediately. He stood there and stared at Alice for a while. He didn't go over until Alice's raised arms felt a little sore, and picked her up from the wheelchair. The movement is almost exactly the same as that of Hill holding Alice - he learned how to hold a baby from Hill.
Alice always behaved meekly in front of Monroe and Hill, "What happened, Uncle Monroe."
"What does Alice want to be when she grows up?" Munro said.
"Want to do what Hill asked me to do," Alice said.
"What about your own thoughts?" Monroe said.
"That's what I thought," said Alice.
"So, do you think you can do what Hill asked you to do?" Monroe asked.
This time Alice didn't answer immediately.
Monroe walked up the Blackstone Tower with Alice in his arms, and Alice's waiter, Demon Dragon, quickly followed with his wheelchair in his arms.
Monroe had no intention of lighting the torches in the corridor. He walked step by step in the darkness with Alice in his arms. After a long time, Alice finally said, "Sill won't let me do what I can't do. Hill He has produced many works, movies, novels, magazines, and he has helped many people to a much higher position than before, and I am also one of his works, and he will take everything into consideration. I don’t Nervous, scared of what he might ask me to do in the future, and I'm sure I can do it because he can't go wrong."
One of Munro's fingers moved, too small to be noticed.
"He dotes on you very much. You are the work of the devil in the devil, but you are also Hill's child."
"Are the two identities of the devil and Hill separate?" Alice asked.
"For some it's separate, but very rarely," Monroe said.
"You are special," Alice said.
Monroe lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, I am the most special."
Monroe carried Alice to Hill's study, and then found that the floor was covered with papers. Hill stood in the middle of the floor and looked out at the night rain outside. The sound of the door opening made him turn around: "You are back... oh There is also an Alice, where to put Alice first, I have something to talk to you, Monroe."
So Monroe put Alice on the desk, Alice sat down properly, and began to listen to their conversation.
"I sorted out all the cards in my hand and planned to play them all." Hill blew his bangs and said, "Ervin, Xia Rihong."
The torch on the wall trembled slightly and disappeared.
"The cards you have now can actually be played several times," Monroe said.
"No, I want to finish playing all at once. If I don't kill the opponent, then I will save other cards. I feel itchy if I hold the cards for too long." Hill said.
"Okay," Monroe said, "just use me as you please."
"Of course I will. In fact, I plan to use you to relieve my physical and mental stress tonight." Hill whistled, and he raised his hand. The papers on the ground flew up, and the whole room It was the flying information, Hill clenched his fist, and with a bang, all the paper collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.
The wind stopped. All is well. Monroe touched his face that had just been scratched by paper, then licked the blood from his fingertips, and said, "It's disrespectful."
If it weren't for Alice, Hill really wanted to make a multi-billion deal with Monroe immediately. It's a pity that there is still a small light bulb next to it, so Hill could only sigh slowly, "Now let's prepare for the finishing touch."
"Got it," Monroe said, "meaning the next war is going to be desperate."
Erwin brought the summer red that Hill asked for at this time, he and Monroe each held a goblet, the light refracted in the blood-colored wine, Hill flicked the wall of the glass with his finger: "Yes, it's a desperate attempt, it's a big deal anyway In the end, it will be divided into two parts." He took a sip, and the iced summer red fruit has a rich aroma and a smooth taste, "I respect our great Pope of Light, and wish him a long life."
Monroe snorted, "You are really bad." He said in a rather lazy and disrespectful tone: "I respect the Pope I once believed in and loved, and wish him a long life and no future. "
The crisp sound when the cups collide is sweet and heart-provoking, adding to the atmosphere on a rainy night.
The tyrannical demonic aura presumptuously invaded the entire room, dark and decadent desires grew and spread wantonly in the darkness, the slight burning sensation brought by the red wine became a signal, and the firelight subsided into a dark desire in the eyes, eye contact, what? The place was on fire, and a piece of heat fell into the heart. too hot.
Hill looked away as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's raining so much, why is it still so hot?"
"Probably because there were too many people in the room," Monroe said.
Alice blinked blankly, and then realized: "Then I'll go to bed, Monroe, Hill."
"Well, let's go." Monroe said gently.
Alice got down from the table and limped off.
Monroe spoke again, his gaze presumptuous: "Hill."
"Really, so gentle with Alice and so rude to me," said Hill, but he was laughing.
"Then I'm deeply sorry for what I just said and what I did next."
The fire in the room went out.
But the flames burned elsewhere.
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