I'll help the Demon King settle the world

At this point, Yuan Zhen cut off contact with the outside world, locked himself in the room, and tried every means to give himself a good reason to impress Pres and let her resign.

Yuan Zhen, who hadn't gone out for several days, was in a dark corner, with a sullen face and ferocious drawings on the ground that only she could understand.

After several days of hard work, Yuan Zhen finally thought of a way. He twisted his face into a face that was more terrifying than a demon, clenched his fist full of fighting spirit eerily, and said to himself:

"Whatever we girls want, we have to get it!"

After saying that, she left in a hurry, not leaving the door for many days, and ran to the residence of Otan, the first magician of Flora.

Otan's residence is the Kingdom of Frona, a magic residence specially prepared for magicians.

When Yuan Zhen arrived at the magician's residence in a carriage, he was shocked.

I saw a dark house that looked like a "haunted house" standing in front of Yuan Zhen.

"This...could it be that I went wrong?"

Yuan Zhen choked on his saliva as he looked at the eerie door with a five-pointed star embedded in it.

Before Yuan Zhen could knock on the door, the dark door opened automatically with a "click-click" sound.

Behind the strange door, stood a man in black wrapped in a black cloak, covering his mouth and nose, only his eyes were exposed, and exuded a strange aura.

Using a voice as emotionless as a machine, he explained to Yuan Zhen the etiquette of welcoming guests.

"Welcome... to welcome... your distinguished... guests, please... go... this way..."

With jumping pronunciation, Yuan Zhen followed the interactive sounds of the man in black step by step, and walked to the living room of Otan's house without seriousness.

In the living room filled with books and hung with various animal bones, Yuan Zhen felt a chill rising from the bottom of her feet. Did she go to the wrong door? !

Just when Yuan Zhen's skin was covered with goosebumps, he suddenly heard a low voice of surprise.

"It turns out that you are here, Master Sword Master. Why do you have to come here to visit this small humble abode?"

The person who came was none other than Otan. He was wearing pajamas and holding a magic book in his hand, walking from the study next door to the living room where Yuan Zhen was staying.

Upon seeing Otan, Yuan Zhen said, "Fortunately, I didn't go to the wrong door." She immediately regained her composure. Otan, who was walking towards her calmly, gave him a sweet smile and said:

"Otan, I have long heard that you are the number one mage in the country of Frona. I, for my part, have admired your name for a long time. Although we have been subordinates before, my fate with you goes beyond that. "

Yuan Zhen borrowed the sharp tongue from Pres and launched a friendly attack on Otan.

"As for me, I treat you as my own brother. Look, your brother is in trouble now. As a brother, can you not help him?"

"..."

A bunch of false and flattering words led Otan to mistakenly think that their former "vase" marshal in front of him had eaten something wrong, and why he behaved like an official when he came to his house.

A weird and awkward atmosphere spread, and the silence of the living room made it even more weird with the furnishings of his home.

Yuan Zhen, who was standing there, scratched his head uncomfortably and showed an embarrassed smile, "Brother, aren't you willing to help me???"

When asked this question, Otan's gloomy face became even more gloomy.

"Another boring gourd!" Yuan Zhen saw this and thought to himself, "Why do I always have people like this who don't like to talk around me..."

She had no choice but to slap her thighs and face Otan, who was speechless for a long time in front of her. She got straight to the point, got into the topic, and said in a rogue manner:

"Do you have any black liquid that looks like demon blood? It's best to use demon blood. It's urgently needed! Brother, just treat it as an emergency and lend it to me for a few days."

When Yuan Zhen asked this question, Autan was startled.

"What do you want this for?" Otan looked at the girl in front of him in shock, her mind full of messy thoughts.

Now I have another whimsical idea of ​​doing something stormy.

"Don't ask. It's not anything sinister. It's just that we need this urgently for the matter at hand."

Yuan Zhen immediately explained under his suspicious and sharp glance.

"..."

Otan studied her strange behavior.

However, Yuan Zhen no longer gave him a chance to think, and strode directly to Otan, patted his strong shoulder, and looked at him with unquestionable eyes.

"I, Yuan Zhen, swear that if I, Yuan Zhen, use the magic items lent to you to do anything that is harmful to nature or harmful to humanity, I will be struck by thunder and die a terrible death!"

‘Now that I have sworn the poison and my eyes are sincere enough, it’s time to give me the potion. ’ Yuan Zhen thought to himself while looking at him sincerely.

Otan was a little at a loss by her sudden approach.

As if a man and a woman were not being intimate, he immediately jumped up in embarrassment without hesitation, stepped back tens of meters with his legs, and after maintaining a safe distance, he made a cross with his hands and said to her:

"I'll get the potion you want later, but don't come close."

As if avoiding the plague, Otan finished speaking, and Fei Xun turned around and went into the study.

After rummaging for a while, he took out a transparent glass bottle containing black slime and placed it on the ground at a distance.

Then he got into the study again, closed the door tightly, and hurriedly said thank you behind closed doors.

"The thing you want is on the ground. It's just a potion refined with demon blood. It's non-toxic and harmless. It only has beauty and anti-aging effects. There's no need to return this kind of thing. It'll be fine in the future. Please don't give it up, Master Sword Master." Come to my house again, and if you have anything to do in the future, we can meet directly in Central City to discuss it."

She obviously misunderstood her and thought she was annoying him to get skin care products. Yuan Zhen doesn't care about such nonsense.

What she cares about is that as long as the goal can be achieved, no matter what means are used, or what others think of her, she doesn't care.

After all, people cannot live just for the eyes of others, but suffer themselves because of it.

She doesn't care what others think!

Yuan Zhen immediately squatted down, reached out to pick up the potion, glanced at the dark and sticky potion in the bottle, "I got it!"

Yuan Zhen quickly stood up with the bottle and rushed home, where her shocking plan was about to begin.