The Devil's Golden Partner

Mammon flew all the way to Asmodeus' palace, only to be told that he was not at home.

not at home?This is really rare.

"Where did he go?" Mammon asked the housekeeper.

"His Highness has gone to Can Ye."

"..."

Mamen went to Canye, instead of looking for Asmodeus, she went directly to the top floor.

The room on the top floor is exclusive to Mammon, and it was reserved for myself when Canye was built.This room is not big, but it can be described as extremely luxurious, from the walls and floor to the vases placed on the table, all of which are made of very expensive materials.

Mammon snapped her fingers, the crystal chandelier turned on, emitting soft light, illuminating the whole room, Mammon sat down, and absently looked through the accounts for a while, after a while there was a demon in uniform Entered, bowed his head and said, "His Mammon."

Mammon nodded and asked, "Is Asmodeus here?"

The demon said: "Yes, His Royal Highness Asmodeus is in the Paradise of Paradise on the fourth floor."

Mamen said: "Inform him, let him come here within 10 minutes."

Mozu nodded and went out respectfully.

Mamen was stunned for a while, took out the bottle of orange fruit wine from the ring, looked at it for a while, then put it back, stretched out her hand, the closet opened, a bottle of wine flew out from inside, Mamen reached out to catch it, the closet door It closed again silently.

The door was knocked twice, and the demon came in again just now and said: "Your Highness, His Highness Asmodeus said that he can't get away now."

Mammon waved him to go out, took out a communicator, connected it to Asmodeus, and said, "Please drink the magic flame, come here within 10 minutes."

After a while, the door was opened from the outside, and Asmodeus walked in. Mamen motioned him to sit down and put the wine glass in front of him.

As the lustful demon king, Asmodeus is naturally proud of himself. He is wearing a tight black leather jacket, and the shoulders are decorated with the tail feathers of the fiery red flamingo, which sets off his attractive figure, whether it is a man or a woman. Fascinated by it.The smooth half-length hair was dyed from purple to fiery red, and it was loosely draped over the shoulders. A pair of deep purple eyes flickered, and even Mammon was a little surprised when he saw it.

Even if Leviathan could imitate the lustful demon king who can make demons intoxicated.

Most of the demons are greedy for alcohol. Asmodeus sat down, read the words on the bottle, and asked, "How much do you want to pay?"

Mammon raised her eyebrows and poured wine for him: "It's free, I'm greedy, but not to the point of being mean."

The dark blue wine was poured into the cup, and the blue flame slowly swam in the cup like a fire dragon, and after a few seconds it went out, Asmodeus couldn't wait to take a sip from the cup, his long and narrow eyes narrowed, his face The face is full of satisfaction.

Mamen said, "How is Can Ye, are you satisfied?"

Asmodeus curled his lips: "Of course, it is indeed your property."

Mammon smiled, filled Asmodeus's wine again, and asked, "How does the 1000-year-old magic flame taste?"

Asmodeus said: "Naturally, the fragrance is fragrant, but... what's the matter with you?"

Mammon raised his eyebrows, and Asmodeus continued: "You are so polite to let me come and buy me a drink. If you are looking for me to catch up with the past, I will not believe it."

"Well, I do have something to ask you for." Mamen thought for a while and said, "Actually, I..."

Asmodeus looked at Mammon without blinking.

Mamen said, "Look at this, I brought it back from heaven."

Mammon put the bilian fruit on the table, and Asmodeus scratched a little skin with his fingernails, sniffed it carefully, and said in surprise, "You brought it back from the heaven? Is there such a thing?"

Mamen said: "To be precise, it is a kind of fruit produced in the Elven Forest."

There was some heat in Asmodeus' eyes, and he said, "Is there any more?"

"That's all for this time," Mamen said, "But I signed a cooperation agreement with the Light Elves, and the first batch of fruits should be imported to hell soon."

"What do you want me to do?" Asmodeus asked.

"It's very simple, develop it into a product suitable for sale, and you should be very good at this."

Asmodeus smiled and said, "Leave it to me."

Mammon nodded in satisfaction, Asmodeus drank the wine in his glass and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Mammon hesitated for a moment, then said, "You can go."

Asmodeus raised his eyebrows, and just about to stand up, he sat back and said, "You have something on your mind."

Mammon shook her head.

Asmodeus said: "Don't try to lie to me, I can tell, what's wrong? Who are you looking for?"

Mammon frowned and said, "Nothing."

"It's so straightforward, you can see that something is wrong at first sight," Asmodeus said with a smile, "Who are you looking at? Shall I chase it for you?"

Mamen raised her eyebrows: "Angel, you also help me chase?"

Asmodeus was surprised: "You saw an angel?"

Mammon waved his hand weakly: "No, you can go."

Asmodeus was about to say something more, when he saw Mammon staring at him unkindly, as if he wanted to let him go sideways if he said a word.Asmodeus shivered. Mammon was not only difficult to deal with mentally, but also had an unimaginably high force value, so he put down his cup, stood up and left with dignity.

Mammon heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back on the chair. Asmodeus walked to the door and turned around and said, "So what about the angels, you will be obedient after lying on the bed and doing it hard all night." Then he quickly closed the door and left. , do not give mammon time to be angry.

Mamen sighed, took a sip of wine, and saw a dark purple paper crane slowly landed in front of him.

Mamen opened it and saw that it was written by Mei Danzuo.

"One day in heaven, one year in the human world. If we don't go to the human world, we will be destroyed. Please arrange the schedule as soon as possible."

Mammon: "..."

Mamen casually stuffed Medanzuo's letterhead into the interspatial ring, took out a Handbook of the Holy Son, and wrote: How is Raphael's propaganda work going?

After signing his name, he threw the paper bird out of the window and went to deal with business.

Mei Danzuo unfolded the white letter paper, and a few lines of golden handwriting appeared vividly on the paper.

Medanzo, let's break up, I don't love you anymore.

Forget about me, I don't want to be with you as a third party.

You and Mammon should be together well, and I will bless you in a place where you cannot see.

Raphael.

Medanzo: "..."

Mei Danzuo stood up, knocked on the window, frowned and said, "Why are you so nervous?"

Raphael stuck to the window, looking at Medanzo with tears in his eyes, stretched out his palm tremblingly, and traced Medanzuo's outline through the window.

"..." Medanzuo opened the window to let him in, and asked him, "What's the matter with the letter you wrote?"

Raphael said calmly: "I know everything about you and Mammon, you and him live a good life, and I won't pester you in the future."

"What's the matter between me and him?" Medanzuo was puzzled.

Raphael grabbed him by the shoulder: "You still lie to me now? Why, Medanzuo, you don't like me at all, why do you still wrong yourself to be with me?"

"..." Mei Danzuo looked confused.

Raphael suppressed his sorrow and said: "Since you originally loved Mammon, then I will prepare for the marriage as soon as possible. Don't invite me to the wedding. I want to be alone."

After speaking, he turned around, leaving Mei Danzuo with a lonely back.

Mei Danzuo dragged him back, couldn't bear it anymore and said: "What are you talking about? Tell me clearly before you leave!"

……

Raphael looked at Medanzuo with a look of shock: "Is everything you said true?"

Mei Danzuo squinted at him weakly: "Otherwise, what would I lie to you for?"

Raphael was pleasantly surprised: "That means you have never met before you met in the Elven Forest?"

Mei Danzuo nodded, and suddenly asked: "Who told you that we are in the Elven Forest?"

Raphael said very shamelessly: "Raguel."

Mei Danzuo looked up at the sky: "I knew it was him."

Raphael said happily: "Then can I continue chasing you?"

Medanzuo shrugged: "Whatever you want."

Raphael circled around the room like a big dog, Mei Danzuo was speechless, a white paper crane slowly flew in from outside the window, Mei Danzuo's eyes lit up, he caught it, and opened it to look.

How is Raphael's propaganda work going?

mammon

Almost forgot about this, Medanzuo hooked his finger at Raphael and said with a smile, "Raphael, I have a task for you."

Raphael leaned closer.

……

Mammon put aside the history of the human world and decided to go to Belial's palace, because Belial has a blood steward from the human world, and he should know a lot about the human world.

Belial's palace is in the suburb of Pandaymanianan, because Belial doesn't like too noisy environment, so his housekeeper chose the address here, the surrounding is quiet and the scenery is beautiful.

Generally speaking, the houses around the palace of the devil are very marketable, but there is no demon living around Belial's palace. The reason is very simple. In Samuel's words, Belial has a special skill, It can make all the creatures close to him drowsy, and so does his palace, so Belial lived in a quiet environment as he wished.

Belial's palace is on the mountain, and against the purple moon in the night sky, it has a kind of gloomy beauty. The blood demon tree with a strange posture is standing by the roadside, and Mamen silently thinks about the aesthetics of the blood race. Standard, the six wings fluttered and landed on the top of the mountain.

Belial's palace is like a gloomy old castle, but there are no zombies or ogres, only a Belial who can't snore.Mammon rang the doorbell, and not long after, a servant who looked like a butler opened the door for him.

The steward said respectfully: "Your Highness Mammon, His Highness Beryl is still awake."

Mamen said, "Don't call him, I'm here to find you."

The butler showed a surprised expression, but quickly put it away, and politely stretched out his arms: "Your Highness, please go to the reception room to discuss in detail."

The garden is quite clean and tidy. The devil fruit is now in flowering season. The blood-red flowers are blooming all over the garden, and the sweet fragrance of the flowers hides murderous intentions. Mammon doesn't think that Belial planted it. The site selection, construction and decoration of the palace should all be done by the butler in front of him. The blood clan's butler is well-known in the three worlds. Mamen is considering whether to hire another to take care of his affairs.

The reception room still had a gloomy and gloomy style. The butler snapped his fingers, and cheerful flames jumped out of the fireplace, dispelling the gloomy atmosphere a lot. The butler took off his coat for Mamen, and quickly brought black tea.

The butler poured tea for Mamen with all the courtesy. Mamen was not used to these cumbersome etiquettes, so she pondered for a while and said, "Are you a blood race?"

"Yes, Your Highness, my name is Roderick Lance Northaire Lambert, you can call me Rodriguez."

Mamen said, "You don't have to stand, Rodriguez, sit down and talk."

Rodriguez was sitting on the sofa opposite Mamen, with his back straight and his head slightly lowered. He was wearing a decent black uniform and white gloves. His black hair was neatly tied behind him, his complexion was too pale and his eyes were red. Represents the identity of his blood clan.

Mammon asked, "Have you lived in the human world before?"

Rodriguez said: "The Lambert family is one of the four independent clans in the human world. I lived in the human world until I was nine hundred years old."

Mamen said: "Then you must know the human world well?"

Rodriguez asked, "Which aspect does Your Highness want to know?"

Mamen said, "Business."

Rodriguez said: "I don't know much about this field, but most of the Giovanni clan are in business."

Mamen said, "Tell me what you understand."

Rodriguez thought for a while, and said: "The commercial systems of the human world are relatively independent, with a clear division of labor, but at the same time they are closely linked. For example, an ordinary communicator will be jointly produced by several factories."

Mamen nodded slightly, and Rodriguez said again: "Because the human world has a very large population base and has no connection with the other two worlds, the business competition in the human world is extremely fierce, and companies go bankrupt every day."

Mammon asked, "What about trade?"

Rodriguez said: "The human world is divided into many relatively independent countries. Each country has a different level of development, produces different products, and trades closely. It has reached a delicate balance."

Mammon nodded, and asked again: "What does your family do in the human world?"

Rodriguez said: "Your Highness, when the blood race world collapsed, Prince Durand Lambert was unfortunately affected, and members of the Lambert family have since been dispersed into human society. It can no longer be called a complete family system. Now the blood race in the human world is still The only clans that are in full swing are the Giovanni clan and the Vendro clan."

Mamen said, "Sorry."

Rodriguez said gently: "It's okay, Your Highness, it's a good thing to be free."

Mammon nodded and stood up to leave. The antique clock in the corner rang nine times. Rodriguez took out a silver bell and shook it. A sleepy-eyed servant entered the door.

Rodriguez whispered to him: "Your Highness, it's time to get up." The servant nodded, rubbed his eyes and swayed out.Mammon asked with great interest, "Why are you so sober?"

As soon as the ring on Rodry's hand shone, several boxes of strong mints produced by Beelzebub appeared on the coffee table.

"..." Mammon patted Rodriguez on the shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Rodriguez put away the sugar, and stretched out his hand respectfully to Mammon: "Your Highness, please."

The author has something to say:

I'm going to get on the train again tomorrow, so I probably won't update it the day after tomorrow, so I'll make it up later