[Comprehensive British and American] The Second Coming of the Demon King

"Welcome to Malfoy Manor."

As soon as he arrived at Malfoy Manor through the Floo network, Monigus saw Lucius standing in the living room to welcome him.

The upper body is wearing a white shirt, the neckline and cuffs are made into complicated patterns, and the outside is a black slim coat that goes over the thighs, with delicate silver patterns embroidered along the placket.

The lower body is ironed and straight suit pants, which make Lucius' figure even more slender and attractive.

Her long platinum-blond hair was tied up with a dark green silk headband, casually draped over her left shoulder.

"Honey, you are so beautiful." Monigus stepped forward and hugged Lucius' waist, and pressed a kiss on his rosy lips.

Lucius raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hands to wrap around Monigus' neck, chased after him when he was about to leave, and deepened the kiss.

"Okay, Lucius, I think we have more important things to do." Monigus took a slight step back and ended the kiss.

Lucius was slightly out of breath, and kissed Monigus' lips again before letting him go.

"Well, I think we should go."

With that said, Lucius stretched out a hand to Monigus.

Monigus took Lucius's hand, and with the other hand he held an ornate key.

The two disappeared into the living room of Malfoy Manor at the same time.

"Huh." Lucius and Monigus landed together smoothly and took a deep breath.

This was the first time he came here after placing his father here.

This is the basement of a villa of the Malfoy family, which he and Monigus chose deliberately.

Originally, Lucius wanted to place Abraxas in the basement of Malfoy Manor, after all, it was the safest place.

But very helplessly, Malfoy Manor was not suitable for arranging the magic circle that could supply Abraxas' vitality, so he could only choose this place in the end.

Because the requirements of the magic circle are too harsh, not only the requirements for the environment are extremely high, but also the magic circle needs to be strengthened regularly every year, otherwise I don't know what unpredictable things will happen.

So, starting from last year, every Christmas holiday, Lucius and Monigus would come here to meet Abraxas, even though he was still asleep.

Monigus snapped his fingers, and several bright blobs appeared around them.

Lucius stabilized his agitated mood, and then walked forward holding hands with Monigus.

In the empty hall, a fuchsia translucent gas mask is clearly visible, and a touch of platinum is sleeping peacefully within it.

"Father, good day." Lucius stopped when he saw the platinum gold, and saluted respectfully.

He hasn't seen his father for more than a year.

During this year, Lucius saw a lot, learned a lot, and also gave up a lot. Fortunately, he had this person by his side.

Thinking about it, Lucius held Monigus' finger again, and tightened it tightly in his palm.

Monigus felt Lucius' mood, and gently shook his hand back to comfort him.

Afterwards, the two of them took out the materials they carried with them and started to work. After a whole day of work, Monigus and Lucius poured magic power into the magic circle together to complete the work.

After a whole day of high-intensity labor, the two consumed most of their magic power, and sat back to back in the hall without aristocratic demeanor.

Lucius closed his eyes and leaned his head slightly on Monigus's back, and said a little tiredly: "Moni, when will father wake up?"

Monigus is also a little tired, his body is too small, "It will take a while, this virus is too rare, and there are too few materials we can refer to."

Hearing this, Lucius sighed, although he has gradually gotten used to a person's life, and Monigus has also integrated into his life, becoming another important existence in his life, but his father is still different to him.

It was that man who gave him life, and after his mother passed away, he took care of him personally and taught him hand in hand.

He was an irreplaceable existence in his previous 17 years of life. He was not only a father, but also a mentor and friend.

"Lucius, I promise Uncle Malfoy will come back to you." Monigus turned and took Lucius into his arms.

Lucius nestled obediently into Monigus' arms, even though the chest was not generous enough, it could give him a sense of security.

The two warmed up for a while, feeling cold and hungry, "Let's go back." Lucius took out the port key and said.

"Yeah." Monigus took Lucius' hand and held the door key together.

"Dodo, prepare dinner for me and Master Monigus." Lucius threw himself onto the sofa and told the house elf.

Monigus saw that Lucius was not only physically tired but also in a bad mood, so he acted like this now.

Sit beside him, pull him over, and let Lucius close to his arms.

Taking out the foldable medicine box that he carried with him, Monigus picked out a candle mixed with potion and lit it, and then selected a potion to smear on his fingertips, and then pressed it on Lu Hughes massaged slowly on the temple.

"Hmm." Lucius moaned softly from his seductive red lips.

"How?" asked Monigus.

Lucius closed his eyes and enjoyed Monigus' service, "What is it? It's very comfortable."

"They're all for relieving fatigue. One is ignited and radiated in the air, and the other is penetrated into the blood through massage." Monigus kept explaining the movements of his hands.

"As expected of the heir of the Prince family, this effect will definitely earn a lot of Galleons." Lucius snorted.

Monigus looked at Lucius dotingly, this guy had a bone-deep attachment to the golden Gallon.

This made him very sensitive to many business opportunities, and any detail could make him have a relationship with Garen.

The two of them were chatting one after another, and after a while Lucius fell asleep under Monigus's massage.

Looking at the slightly blue eyes of this man, Monigus felt a little distressed, but there was nothing he could do.

Monigus looked at the dinner that had been prepared in the restaurant again, and sighed, he probably couldn't eat it.

In fact, Lucius' current situation is much better than when Abraxas just announced his death, but it is still very heavy for him who has just grown up.

Carefully picking him up horizontally, Monigus gently walked towards Lucius' master bedroom.

Putting him on the bed, he carefully took off his clothes and stuffed him under the quilt.

Monigus went into the bathroom and took a hot bath to relieve his exhaustion before going to bed.

And Lucius seemed to feel the familiar temperature in his sleep, turned over and nestled into Monigus' arms.

Monigus lightly scratched the straight bridge of Lucius' nose, hugged his arm tightly, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Morning." In the morning, Monigus woke up and saw Lucius sleeping in his arms looking at him without blinking.

He said good morning softly, and kissed him lightly on his silver-gray eyes.

Lucius smiled slightly, and also sent a sweet kiss to the corner of Monigus' lips, "Good morning, Moni."

"Tomorrow is the wedding of Senior Bellatrix and Senior Rodolphus, and I have to go back to the manor with Severus," Monigus said.

Lucius nodded in agreement.

After all, at the wedding of the heir of the Lestrange family tomorrow, the Dark Lord, as the host, will definitely be present.

Lucius, who had entered the core of the Death Eaters through his own efforts, naturally knew that Monigus and Severus, as descendants of the Prince family, had already entered the eyes of that person.

And the relationship between him, the head of the Malfoy family, and Monigus doesn't need to be that good on the surface.

Monigus looked at Lucius hesitant to speak, and finally persuaded: "Don't push yourself so hard."

He touched Lucius' face distressedly.

Lucius smiled and shook his head, rubbing his fair cheek against Monigus' palm.

Although he had expected this person to be stubborn, Monigus still felt very distressed.

But this is the road that Lucius has to walk, otherwise he will never be able to grow into a qualified platinum nobleman.

The two exchanged another lingering kiss before getting up. The two of them didn't have much time to spend together, and Monigus didn't want to spend time in bed just yet.

"How are you at school?" Lucius elegantly cut a piece of steak into his mouth.

Monigus shrugged, "It's okay, but it doesn't feel good to be stared at by an old bee and a fat man."

Lucius looked at Monigus, "You mean Albus Dumbledore and Horace Slughorn?"

"Who else." Monigus said disdainfully.

Lucius frowned, "What's going on? It seems that our smooth dean shouldn't be involved in Dumbledore's affairs."

Monigus raised his eyebrows, "You said yes, but he has been teaching at Hogwarts for so many years. Perhaps only they and Merlin know about his private relationship with Albus Dumbledore."

Ever since he knew the truth of the year, Monigus believed that the relationship between Horace Slughorn and Albus Dumbledore was definitely not as simple as they showed.

Otherwise, the trap back then would not have been pushed by Slughorn himself into the quagmire.

Lowering his eyes slightly, Monigus suppressed the coldness in his eyes because of the memory of these past events.

Soon, he would know what game Albus Dumbledore and Horace Slughorn were playing this time.

It is the day when the fox always shows its tail.

"Be careful yourself at Hogwarts." Lucius lowered his eyes and warned.

Monigus smiled slightly, "Don't worry, dear. Just know that I'm never fighting alone."

Indeed, he was not only surrounded by Severus, but also Philomena, and perhaps more and more people would stand beside him in the future.