No.20 Nine Demon Kings

"Jack, are you sure? Are you really going to make him one of the candidates for the leader of the organization?"

Jack frowned. The kid was so annoying. He was making a lot of noise when he announced the list of candidates for the meeting. He finally announced the end of the meeting and came here to make noise. Really...

"Jack! He! Lilis! The king's only son! The one who can securely inherit the throne in the future! When he joined, I felt something was wrong. Why would a prince join an anti-royal organization? It was nothing more than trying to seek—"

"Enough." Jack turned his head, frowned and looked at the chatterer, "Winter, do you think everyone is a fool, and then feel that everyone is drunk and I am sober?"

The man named Winter seemed to be choked and unable to speak.

Seeing his expression, Jack gradually revealed a helpless expression.

"Those who can participate in the meeting, including you, are all old people from the organization. The 'Devil King's Palace' is all pulled together by our group. If we have to talk about the perspective of seeing things, in fact, everyone is similar," Jack said in a good voice Said to him angrily, "Winter, we are all brothers. I will make some things clearer. You were a little emotional just now. Now calm down and think about it. In the meeting just now, besides you, who else Has anyone objected?"

Winter: "Yes, I'm the only one who is stupid. Are you smart people just watching the elephant break the house?"

"No, Winter," Jack looked at him calmly, "Lillis is not an elephant, and 'The Devil's Palace' is not a house. Winter, I think, you may need some time to be quiet, the receptionist How about handing over the work of the newcomer to others for the time being?"

Winter stared at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Jack, you have changed since Dorsey came."

Jack ignored the strong implication in this sentence, and just said perfunctorily: "I haven't changed, but the times are changing."

Facing such an insincere answer, Wen Te lifted his robe, stood up and was about to leave.

"When you go back, remember to prepare thinner clothes. Yesterday, the imperial capital announced that it has entered the hot season." Jack's voice came from behind.

"I know, I'm not a child anymore." Wen Te gritted his teeth and walked out without stopping.

There was a sigh in the empty room.

"You obviously are."

In front of a seemingly inconspicuous house, a man with a paralyzed face was standing upright. The light snow flying all over the sky dyed his black hair silver.

Wen Te walked out of the house angrily, saw him, walked over, and then kicked up: "Why are you standing so straight, don't you think it's not conspicuous enough here?"

The man nimbly dodged the kick, and quickly took out a pack of dried fish from his arms, and offered it with both hands: "I'm sorry, sir."

Wen Te raised his chin and was about to take the dried fish when he suddenly heard a notification sound.So, he immediately grabbed the dried fish and opened the information bar.

It was not the message of begging (hong) original (hai) forgiveness (zi) sent by Jack, but an application message written by a stranger who wanted to join the palace of the devil.Winter was a little disappointed, and was about to tell the man that he was no longer in charge of recruiting.However, after seeing the details of the other party's message, his eyes rolled around and he began to communicate with the other party.

The name Lance has already been used by someone/23:15:33

Hello, I am sorry to bother you so late, it is like this, I have always admired your organization, but I have not had the right time to join.I happened to meet the host of the underground organization "Long Live the Demon King" today, and I would like to take his life as a vote, as evidenced by a picture.

The name Lance has already been used by someone/23:15:39

[picture]

Hahe/23:18:56

Very good, but to officially join the Demon King's Palace, one has to complete a designated task.

The name Lance has already been used by someone/23:19:05

Please say.

Hahe/23:19:32

There is nothing that can be used as a task for the time being, and I will tell you sometime.

The name Lance has already been used by someone/23:19:42

Ok.

Lance closed the information page, just in time to see Gloria standing in front of him looking at him with a complicated face.

Lance: "What's wrong?"

"I've heard that no matter whether someone is eating or sleeping, they have to take a photo and post it on the Monet first," Gloria said, "but I didn't expect that someone would take a photo and post it on the Internet after killing someone... "

Lance: "..."

He thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to explain, so he forcibly changed the subject: "Okay, now that a mayor has died at our hands, what are your plans?"

Gloria curled her lips: "You just told me a few minutes ago that this person is not my dad, what can I plan?"

Lance raised his eyelids slightly and looked Gloria from top to bottom.

Gloria hugged her chest subconsciously: "...What are you doing?"

Lance raised his eyebrows: "It's nothing, I just feel that you are very different from the rumored 'perfect' girl."

"'Perfect'?" Gloria had a sneer on the corner of her mouth, "Who defines 'perfect'? Just because others can't do it, so they think I'm perfect? ​​I've had enough of being a 'benchmark'. Life, what I want to pursue now, is the perfection in my mind."

Very familiar words.

A girl appeared in Lance's mind, and the figure gradually overlapped with Gloria in front of him.

He lowered his head slightly, and the phantom in his mind slowly dissipated.

No matter what, it's just another person.

The era belonging to them ended as early as 800 years ago.

Now, is a brand new era.

Lance smiled slightly, and said to Gloria: "Then I think, maybe you should do something? For example, go to your father's study to collect evidence that proves that he is a member of 'Long Live the Devil', and then sort out the evidence and post it To the king..."

"Wait," Gloria frowned, "then what are you doing?"

"Me?" Lance asked strangely, "He is your adoptive father, framed you and made you wanted, you came to the cemetery to check your mother's body, he appeared behind you to kill you, and now he has you in his chest His sword fell to the ground. Boy, you should hurry up and deal with this mess now, instead of staring at an innocent passerby and asking him to do something for you."

Gloria: "You..."

Lance: "Why, it wasn't you who was framed and had to hide in the back alley?"

Gloria: "It's me, but—"

Lance: "Then it wasn't you who dug your mother's grave?"

Gloria: "It was me, but that's because you said you were a clean freak—"

Lance: "It wasn't you that person wanted to kill just now?"

Gloria: "It's me, but it's because you look stronger—"

Lance: "Is the sword that killed him yours?"

Gloria was anxious: "It's mine, but you're the one with the sword!"

The air froze for a moment.

Lance said softly: "I use your sword, isn't it also to save you?"

The black-haired boy looked down at her, a strand of long hair that was originally on the left side of the extremely beautiful face crossed a graceful arc, and gently touched the right side of the face.

When the long hair brushed against the cheeks, the thin eyelashes trembled slightly, but it was difficult to hide the thousands of stars under the black pupils.

Gloria's heart skipped a beat.

Lance: "So I'll leave it to you to wipe your ass, girl, I like you!" As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant.

Gloria: ...MMP!Just pretend I didn't plop!

At three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Prince Lilis and his professor Newman arrived in the imperial capital, and the crowd lined up to welcome them, escorting them all the way back to the king's castle.

In front of the castle, facing his son whom he had not seen for a year, the king stepped forward and hugged him into his arms.

Lilis was taken aback.

The shutter sound card rattled.

Lilis had to hug the king back, and showed a steady and gentle smile to the camera.

Lilis: This tofu caught me off guard...and the beauty who delivered the tofu didn't feel right.

King: Tofu get√

The author has something to say:

If you eat tofu in both directions, I ask you if you are afraid!

PS. The king didn't really like Lilis at this time (after all, he was his son), there was a little misunderstanding_(:з」∠)_

Don't worry, the misunderstanding will be cleared up soon.

Double update today, this is the first update.