My Youth Love Story Can Definitely Be Finished

"It's long-winded, I can't help it, right? If you want to blame it, blame Emilia."

With antelope-like feet, a majestic body, red flames burning in the pupils, the body of a demon has been restored, and the person who appears in the form of a demon king is none other than the acting manager of McDonald's, Maou Sadao.

"Why do you ask me! You can be lucky if you didn't cut off your head with a sword!"

The silver-haired customer service brave man holding a holy sword but wearing out-of-the-ordinary clothes shouted.

"Ah, you really dare to say that!"

"So what?"

Looking at the two people in front of them who didn't pay attention to the enemy in front of them at all, Hikigu touched his chin and said,

"But speaking of it, is McDonald's on vacation today? Impossible, after all, business should be very good today."

"...my...full attendance."

"Don't cry, you are the devil king?"

"I said you! Don't be so contemptuous of us, right?"

Standing in front of the devil and the brave man, the enemy who forced the pair of old enemies to join forces to fight against the enemy—has a black punk afro head, mixed with purple hair, and although the eyes are purple, they always give people a sense of urgency. Wearing colored contact lenses, his whole body is covered with non-mainstream labels, like a gangster.

"What, the two of you have been forced into a desperate situation where you have to join forces by such bastards?"

"...I just don't have enough magic power?"

Maou's mouth hardened, he stretched out his hand to open the magic barrier,

"Look, the magic power is really not enough in this case."

"Satan..."

Even Hikigu couldn't help but feel chills when he heard that voice full of anger and killing intent, he quietly asked Maou,

"Mao... that guy."

He looked at the humanity here with a ferocious face towards the other side,

"What did you do to him...Look at his appearance, you abducted his wife?"

As he spoke, Hikigu glanced at Emi beside him without leaving a trace.

"What are you looking at! I have nothing to do with that guy!"

The result was unexpectedly sensitive...

Seeing that this side is about to quarrel again, the black punk-haired gangster over there said impatiently,

"While watching the devil quarrel with the brave is a good form of entertainment, we are running out of time here. Can you return the 'basic' fragments, Alas Ramsay, and the evolutionary holy sword Single Wing? We also have a very legitimate purpose here."

This bastard seems to be unexpectedly reasonable and likes to use vocabulary like ours...

"It doesn't matter what the evolution of the holy sword is."

Maou said slowly, ignoring Emi's yelling, "It doesn't matter what the Holy Sword of Evolution is!", he stared at the two people in front of him with fiery red eyes, and let out a deep voice,

"But Alas will never hand it over to you, so die of that heart."

Sure enough, he came to snatch someone else's daughter again...

Bi Qigu stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Then, Hachiman."

Yang Nai reached out and pulled Rabbi Qigu's sleeve and asked in a low voice,

"Those guys... who are they?"

"Huh? Ah, the guy over here is called Maou Sadao, who is a demon king from another world, and the woman next to him is called Yusa Emi, who is a brave man, and the gangster over there is a guy who looks bitter and hateful." It's the angel of that world, who came here to snatch the child of the Demon King and the Hero, Alas Ramsay, by the way, I've already beaten an angel who came to snatch the child..."

"Eh... that's right..."

Yang Nai nodded in confusion, Bi Qigu's words were too informative for her to digest.

"Hey, did you do it on purpose?"

Everyone in Anteysula looked at Biqigu together, with deep dissatisfaction in their eyes.

"Don't look at me like that."

Bi Qigu spread his hands,

"I'm on your side, Maou."

He lowered his head, showing a malicious smile towards the punk angel.

Why do I suddenly feel that I still need to explain a lot of things... I dug too many holes for myself before... The egg is broken, and now I want to get back, it's so difficult.

299 A Big Sink

Under normal circumstances, before the battle, the pros and cons will have a lot of verbal contests. This is not meaningless nonsense, but a means of strengthening one's willpower to fight against the enemy. You know, there is no power that is not Idealism, so the dialogue before the war, the psychological game between the two sides, the competition of the will, the duel of the soul, this is a necessary step.

Raguel thinks so, even though he has a black punk afro and dyed his purple hair... he was born with purple hair and purple eyes, but he is still an archangel, retaining the self-esteem and pride of an archangel , when the devil tried to use words to attack his self-confidence before, he also responded back with words indifferently, so although he didn't know the origin of the guy who just came here talking to himself, he believed that words He will never lose to others.

Don't look at me like this, I have also practiced Japanese well!

Raguel still had this thought until he was punched and flew away.