[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

"Your Majesty!"

The man sitting on the crystal throne propped his cheek with his right hand, his head hanging down in thought, his long blond hair hanging behind his back, dazzling like a flowing golden spring.

On his head, he wore a palm-sized black crown, and the red gemstone in the center of the crown was shining with light at this moment.

This is a large hall. A man with a pair of black pointed horns on his head is staring at the king without blinking his eyes under the throne, but he dare not take half a step forward.

The king who has been sleeping for thousands of years is finally waking up!

The dominance of the demons on the mainland is just around the corner!

Finally, under the earnest gaze of the man, the demon king who had been sleeping on the throne for a thousand years slowly opened his eyes.

Those amber eyes were sober as if they had never been closed, and their bone-chilling gaze swept across the man on the ground.

"Your Majesty!!!"

The man didn't dare to look into the demon king's eyes, lowered his head and wept with joy.

As soon as he was about to move, he found that his whole body was as stiff as a rock, and his buttocks were terribly numb. Luo He could only maintain this position, and responded lightly.

"who are you?"

The man quickly replied: "Your Majesty, I am a descendant of the Mars family that guards your dormancy. I am Mars. Fang!"

Luo He: "...raise your head."

Mars Fang quickly wiped away his tears, raised his head, and faced the awakened Demon King, he was inevitably dazzled for a while.

And Luo He looked at this face that was only a little westernized, with a higher nose and deeper eyes than before, and instantly choked.

this face!He just saw it!

Don't think your name is Mars. Let me know you, Ma Fang!

"Mar... Erles Fang, how long has it been since I started to sleep?"

Mars Fang choked up and said, "My lord, it has been 1000 years, three months, eighteen days, five and 10 minutes."

Luo He understood, it seemed that he was taking the script of the demon king who had just woken up after sleeping for thousands of years, and was he going to conquer the world next?

"Tell me, what happened in these thousand years."

Mars Fang hiccupped, with a confused expression on his face: "My lord, I don't know either."

Luo He glanced over, and Mars Fang was so frightened that he plopped down on his knees when he thought of the ruthless style of the demon king who killed the world thousands of years ago.

"My lord, the Mars family has guarded this deep mountain diligently since you were dormant. In order to prevent the attention of the Warriors Association from being discovered by those hateful warriors, you have not been out for thousands of years. Now the Mars family and even the entire I'm a monster, I only know what things are edible..."

Luo He: "...Thank you."

Mars Fang was greatly frightened, "Thank... Thank you, thank you? Are you... a fake?"

Luo He raised the corners of his lips: "You heard me wrong, I mean get lost."

Mars Fang was relieved instead, and he let out a long sigh of relief, "Thank you for your kindness, I have been tidying up your bedroom for you, and I will deliver dinner later."

After Mars Fang retreated, it took a while before Luohe moved the stiff body off the throne with difficulty, and chatted with the system while walking in circles in the hall to recover the flexibility of his limbs.

Luo He: "Is there a village head in every world in your village, the kind who is responsible for picking up people?"

System: "No, there is a novice village in this world, but it is a place to cultivate warriors."

Luo He: "Then how do you explain the relationship between Ma Fang and Mars Fang?"

The system freezes for a second: "Some people may reproduce across the world, and the naming method of the whole family is not creative. These are of no effect. The host can just concentrate on the mission."

Luohe: "Oh."

He circled around twice more, the demon king's body was considered strong, and he had completely recovered. He was full of strength now, and felt that he could kill a cow with his bare hands, so he finally stretched loosely.

Luo He: "Are you sure you still want me to attack?"

system:"……"

Luo He: "In the last world, when the strategy reached 80.00%, the thing where I gave up and continued the strategy in an instant will still happen."

With his calm and unwavering words, he punched the system hard.

Luohe doesn't know the final outcome of Jianghuai, but it does!

Just thinking about it makes me want to cry 15551

The system was about to bite the handkerchief and beep, suppressing the sadness and encouraging the host: "You completed the tasks very quickly in the last world, and we have reached a contract, you can't unbind until you complete all the strategy tasks, the host you……"

"Don't worry, I have no regrets." Luo He raised the corners of his lips, his delicate and indifferent face reveals a lofty and noble face, and when he smiled, he softened, "It's fine if you don't regret it."

This stupid system seems to care about him.

He was really getting more and more curious.

After Luo He went out, he realized that it was a very large palace, but the surrounding trees were taller, almost covering the sky, which made the palace not so prominent.

Thinking about it, if the Demon King's palace was built on a bare mountain and could be seen at a glance, it would probably be taken over by someone while he was dormant. How could he sleep peacefully for thousands of years.

However, the palace has already been damaged a lot. No wonder Mars Fang didn't show him the way, because the entire palace has collapsed into construction waste except for the hall and an undamaged side hall next to it.

The side hall is the sleeping palace. Luohe had a sleep, and after waking up, he enjoyed Mars. The black unknown plant roots and black unknown animal meat were served fried. It looked like coal fried with charcoal, but the taste was not bad. It's kind of like fried pork with cucumber.

Mars Fang withdrew respectfully again. He lives in a small room next to the side hall, and Luo He can call him whenever he needs something.

Luo He stayed alone in the empty bedroom, looking at the crown that had been removed, wondering what the ruby ​​was for, when suddenly the top of his head, spine and coccyx felt itchy.

He had a bad premonition, and he touched the top of his head. Two small, two-finger-sized, triangular hard horns protruded his hair a little, and a big fluffy tail protruded from the tailbone. Sweeping around in the robe completely without the control of the mind.

The tail hair is fluffy and fluffy, and goose bumps are aroused when it brushes the skin, it feels like an old hen getting into his pants.

With a dark face, Luo He lifted up his robe and pulled out his tail, which immediately swept across the bed like a joy.

Luo He: "..."

He believed that the cat and the cat's tail were two different creatures.

"System, what's going on?"

System: "The demon king is a hybrid of elves and demons. Now you are just suppressing the estrus for thousands of years. Find the target and you will be able to solve it."

Luo He frowned: "Can he pull out my horns and tail?"

System: "...No, he can make your horns and tail under your control by mating with you."

Luohe: "Oh. Beep my horn and tail - go back?"

The system stopped talking.

After messing with the system, Luo He was not very happy, because he found that his mind was getting more and more restless now, and even moving the cloth and rubbing against his skin would bring about a burst of unbearable heat.

Distraughtly, he plucked his big golden tail, and it took a while for the discomfort to pass, and the horns and tail also disappeared.

I can't stay in this ravine any longer.

According to what Mars Fang said, there is also an association of braves in this world that specializes in hunting down demon kings. He doesn't know anything about this world now, and he is still in heat when someone knocks on his door.

The worst thing is that Luohe can't use magic, and he has no feeling for the bow and arrow that the elves are good at. Now he is a useless person except for his strength.

No, Destroyer Demon King.

After making a decision, the next day, Luohe took Mars Fang with the pointed horns away, and Mars Fang brought gold coins and silver coins, the last remnants of the demons, and went out of the mountain.

At this time, on the mainland, the last surviving Novice Village posted a notice.

That is the fact and the future as seen by the longest-running prophet of the year on the continent.

The devil has awakened, the remnants are sweeping in, and darkness will surely cover the whole world.

Afterwards, the brave summoning order of the Brave Association summoned the brave to search the land owned by the devil and crusade against the devil, so as to prevent the world from falling into war again.

However, since the demons disappeared thousands of years ago, the world does not need heroes like the brave.

The Brave Associations that spread all over the world had shrunk to the point where they only had a small facade in a dilapidated Novice Village, and the so-called prophet was the son of the current Brave Association.

Kings promote science, prophets are useless, thieves are thrown into prison if caught, and magicians have disappeared.

No one will stop the return of the Demon King.

The prophet and the president of the Brave Association looked at each other and sighed deeply.

The announcement was torn off and slapped on the table.

"Hey, that devil king, he has a lot of money, right?"

The young man with black hair and black eyes holding a blade of grass in his mouth, and his usually lazy voice was very energetic at the moment, almost as excited as a beast that smelled blood.

The president sighed: "That's true, but now there are no warriors, and no one is willing to fight for the future of the world. They will only realize that what is wrong now is when the power of the devil king sweeps over. ..."

The young man was not interested in listening to the president's complaints and long speeches, so he immediately made a decision.

"I'm going to hunt him down."

Both the prophet and the president's eyes widened in surprise.

They looked at the daring youth with a look of "this is incredible, am I dreaming?"

This young man named Victor.

This man named Victor was a hated double-black orphan, and he was a young man who once served in the famous and brutal Thorn Mercenary Group.

"...You are not a hero..."

The president is powerless in the face of the youth's threat of force.

"I believe you will have a way. It's just a little hero's identity."

The young man aimed the edge of the announcement paper at the chairman's neck, knowing that it was a piece of paper, but Victor's stern aura made the chairman very disturbed, as if he was being held by a sharp sword around his neck.

"……I see."

The president compromised.