Online Game: Gossip Demon World II I am not, a prostitute

Shi Mo originally thought that most of the more important demon NPCs in the demon world should be handsome men and beautiful women like Lucifer Samer Mambelia, but after seeing Paimon, he had to admit that even the demons have their share. Good guys and bad guys.

Paimon is a robe wearing a strange red-purple background, which is filled with the same strange pattern of irregular liquid splashes and stains, and wearing a gold-red velvet cape that looks as gaudy as an upstart A short, middle-aged man with an artist's round hat slanted on his head and a chubby beer belly──or a young old man? ──His eyes are small, but his face is very round and fat, and when he smiles, he squeezes into a wrinkled mass.

To be honest, no matter from his appearance or clothing, Shi Mo couldn't imagine that he was an authoritative NPC in the painting of the devil world.

──Maybe Lilith, the queen of the clothing industry, should be the ultimate NPC in painting. At least her appearance, design drawings and clothes are all first-class and beautiful.

When they came in, Paimon was drawing on a scantily clad beauty. He was obviously very dissatisfied with these two guys who broke into his office and interrupted his painting. But after sweeping his eyes over Shi Mo's right hand holding the scroll, he was stunned for a few seconds, turned around and put down the brush, and waved to the beauty: "Go, go!"

The beauty pursed her lips, and when she walked towards the door, she gave Shi Mo a dissatisfied look, then smiled provocatively at An Yin Cang Mo, pushed the door open and walked out.

When Shi Mo turned his head, Paimon was already smiling like a dog leg, his short and fat fingers rubbed nervously, as if he wanted to wipe off the dried paint on his hands, his eyes were always on Mo Shi. circling around on his right hand.

Shi Mo thought that Paimon recognized the scroll in his hand, and happily passed the scroll over, but he didn't expect that the person didn't pick it up at all, but continued to look at his right hand, and said with a dog-legged smile: "This... Did this lord come here on the orders of His Majesty Asi?"

"Uh...no..." Shi Mo was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at his hand, and then remembered the Aspen's heraldic ring he was wearing on his hand, but before he could answer, he fainted. Mo took the scroll from his hand, with a serious face—this guy will always have that expression, okay? ── Said: "That's right, he asked you to interpret this scroll for us."

"Of course, of course!" Paimon laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, he opened the scroll and looked at it carefully.

Shi Mo turned his head to look at the gloomy sky, his eyes clearly expressed a central idea - no accident would happen if he fooled people like this?

The old God of Darkness and Cangmo glanced at him—it was easy to do things in the name of the devil king.

"This scroll..." Paimon's expression became more serious as he looked at it, and then he came down in a cold sweat: "Excuse me, both of you..."

He looked tangled, as if he was struggling to say the next thing, and coughed faintly: "Say what you have to say!"

Pai Meng twitched his face: "No, uh... I wonder if it is convenient for the two adults to disclose the task His Majesty Asi entrusted to the two?"

──Our mission has nothing to do with that Demon Lord His Majesty!

Shi Mo's mind turned quickly, and the more he said at this time, the easier it was to be exposed, so he showed an inscrutable look on his face: "You don't need to know this, just translate this scroll for us."

Paimon looked puzzled, looked down at the scroll, then looked up at them, hesitating to speak.

"Could it be that you don't understand?" Mo Shijiong asked with spirit.

"No, no, of course I can understand. To be honest, you really came to the right person when you came to me, because using this kind of password spell to record things is exactly what I invented, and the entire demon world is mine except me. A few students can understand it." Paimon sighed, "To tell you the truth, I have already recognized that this scroll was made by one of my beloved disciples many years ago, and I have lost track of her for a long time. That's why I want to inquire about the mission content of the two... Could it be that my apprentice offended His Majesty Asi?"

Shi Mo and An Yin Cang Mo looked at each other, it seems that the undead's fiancée witch is not only the one who broke into the ice and snow elf clan, but also Paimon's apprentice.

"Actually, our mission is to find some things she hid." Shi Mo said, "As far as we know, this scroll should record the coordinates of those things."

Paimon nodded: "There are indeed several coordinates written on it. However, these locations are very dangerous. With the current abilities of the two, they may not be able to escape unscathed."

"You don't need to worry about that." An Yin Cangmo said, "Write down the coordinates."

Paimon picked up the quill, quickly drew a map on the parchment, marked all the locations, and handed it to Anyin Cangmo.

Ding, the system Tianyin: "The player is dark and deserted, and the player eighteen touches to get the map translated by NPC Pimeng, successfully complete [Request of the Undead: Side Mission 20000], gain [-] experience points, and automatically enter the [Request of the Undead] : Sub-quest [-]]."

"Since the two tasks have been completed, please leave, I still have paintings to finish." Paimon rubbed his hands with a smile, ready to see off the guests.

Dim and Cang Mo didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. He folded his hands on his chest and looked at Paimeng meaningfully: "Are you taking an apprentice?"

Paimon was taken aback for a moment: "This, this... no, no..."

The gloomy and indifferent eyes suddenly became sharp.

Pai Meng gulped his saliva, and completed the sentence in time: "It's no wonder if you don't accept it!"

The gloomy eyes softened.

"It's just," Paimon said cautiously, "If you want to become my apprentice, you must first find one of the painting tools that I lost."

"Oh?" An Yin Cang Mo responded meaningfully: "That painting set is...?"

"[Dream Painting Tools Series], there are a total of 33 brushes, 66 kinds of paints, three palettes, and an easel. As long as you have one of them, you can learn from me. This... young hero wants to be my apprentice If so, I absolutely welcome it." Paimon still smiled like a dog leg, but the expression in his eyes was "Go find it, it's not so easy to be my apprentice".

"Then you two, I'll wait here for you to come to apprentice with your painting tools." Paimon said, obviously wanting to drive people away.

"Heh." Anyin Cangmo showed a rare bright smile, Shi Mo opened his mouth in surprise, and didn't even know that his saliva was dripping out, "Unfortunately, we happen to have [Dream The pen]."

"What?!" Paimon's expression looked as if he had just swallowed a bowl of flies in one gulp: "Well, as I said, if the young man wants to be my apprentice, I'm absolutely welcome."

An Yin Cang Mo shook his head: "It's not me who wants to be a teacher, but him."