After sealing the devil

Along the way, the owner of the pavilion honestly took the brave demon king to live in an ordinary hotel.The brave man is just messing around when he says he's messing around, even Companion B can't be coaxed, he also loves money.

Companion B must have signed a confidentiality contract with the pavilion master, and cannot easily inform the princess and companion A of the pavilion master's movements.The brave man didn't know how much defense the princess had against the pavilion master.When he left the demon school, he forced to pass through the reception room again, trying to give the princess a reminder, but in order to ensure that the princess's painting would not be suspected, it was inconvenient for him to say more, and he didn't know how much the princess could perceive from it.

The pavilion master still needs to find the opportunity to expose the fake brave, and make preparations for it, so this journey is not in a hurry.Companion B naturally didn't go with them, but he gave the brave man a lot of money before leaving.So the brave man squatted on the floor to buy miscellaneous books to read when he had nothing to do.Although he basically scanned all the classics he could, but the messy novels changed every day.

Brave especially likes to read the book that companion B changed his name and surname secretly, because it is very interesting, and from time to time, he will reveal a little of companion B's inner voice.

The devil is more than happy to hang around.Since he became the Demon King, he rarely left the Demon Palace.Later, he made a verbal agreement with the bishop. The bishop promised to let each generation of brave men sacrifice themselves to consume the power of the magic circle, and he promised not to kill the rest of the companions who came with the brave men.

This time the magic circle was damaged a lot by the brave, and it couldn't be repaired by itself for a while, and the devil was able to come out for a long time.

The Demon King likes to buy souvenirs very much. After buying a lot, he felt that they were not suitable for hiding in the Demon Palace, so he gave them away everywhere, to passers-by who liked them, and occasionally to the pavilion master. Most of them were thrown into the room of the brave.

The brave man finds it very difficult to see so many things, and thinks it is useless, but it feels wasteful not to use them.He picked around, and finally picked out a white cloth vest, tore off a piece and carried it with him as a rag.

Demon King: "I gave you so many things, why don't you return the gifts?"

The brave man thought for a while: "The thing the princess gave me is still with you, so I gave it to you."

Demon King: "That's your compensation for destroying my house. It doesn't count."

The brave man poured all the coins from the purse given to him by his companion B onto the table, took two of them and put them in his pocket, and pushed the rest to the Demon King.

"You take it and buy it yourself, as a gift from me."

Demon King: "..."

You are so quick to throw money away, no wonder that little nobleman cries poor all the time.Who can afford you.

However, after the Demon King came back after going out for a stroll, the brave man still handed him a tightly wrapped paper package.A simple space pattern is drawn on the paper bag.

The devil opened the paper bag, and the hot aroma overflowed, which brought back his long-ago memories.

"According to my inference, you should be the one who bought this biscuit with two hundred gold coins 163 years ago." The brave man who had read a lot of books was very confident.

Demon King: "..." To what extent did the brave man grasp his information.

He took a bite of the cake, the skin was crispy and the meat was tender, oily, sweet and salty, and the taste was familiar.

"...The stall owner is still alive?"

"Of course not. The stall owner's great-grandson died at that time, and the funeral had just finished. The stall owner made a fortune with the two hundred gold coins, moved here, and created a century-old brand. Their craftsmanship has not been broken, but the taste may be different. Variety."

For a moment, the Demon King felt that time had passed.That messy little stall turned out to be a century-old store, and now he is actually eating cookies made by the young man's grandson who didn't know how old he was.

He couldn't help but said, "Can't you give me something that can last longer?"

"...Ah, wouldn't it be easier to lose it after eating it?" The brave man thought for a while, "Then I'll buy another two hundred cakes? Anyway, it won't go bad in the space array. Eat one in a few days, and it can last for several years." .”

Demon King: "..."

He decided to eat the pie in silence.