[Comprehensive] Be a good person from now on

Love is long-suffering, kind and kind.Love does not envy, does not boast, is not arrogant, does not disregard rules, does not seek its own interests, is not easily angered, does not consider the harm done by others, does not rejoice in injustice, but rejoices in the truth.Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things...

Xia Chao began to read the Bible silently in his heart.

Don't ask why the devil reads the Bible, but Gabriel hooked her up to heaven when he was not the devil.

In his life before he became a demon king, he also served as a prime minister or a teacher or a military adviser to assist famous kings in history. Whether it was a tyrant or a holy king, he had successfully assisted them, and he had personally regented. It is precisely because of this talent shown as a courtier that Gabriel noticed it, and was invited by the archangel to try to let her assist the highest god.

——The soul that has long been wrapped in the ultimate black is still pure, pure, and pure white even now; with the absolute tolerance of God-like mercy, this pure white that cannot be polluted by anything even if it is on the throne of hell The soul, which was once positioned as the future God's Punisher, was tried by the archangel.

"...What are we going to do now? Master?"

Zong San's left words took the lead in breaking the silence, the man's slender fingers rested lightly on the handle of the knife at his waist, his usual casual and slightly melancholy expression remained on his face.

——As if he didn’t care about the demon in front of him at all, at a certain moment he suddenly saw through everything and accepted everything, Zong Sanzuo’s text gave up something, and he persisted in something, the result is all his current psychological angles Completely from the point of view of a knife.

It was probably the appearance of the demon in front of him, forcing him to face up to the fact that he thought he had seen it but was unwilling to admit it—the fact that she is the devil, since she cannot be really paid attention to as a "man", then he will concentrate on being a sharp The knife is ready, at least perform its original duty-sweeping everything for the king, chopping everything with the knife.

Xia Chao withdrew his mind-reading power, couldn't help frowning and closing his eyes, and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

Claude stood where he was, and he didn't dare to move without the king's permission.

"Oh, by the way, Your Majesty," he said slowly, with an apologetic expression on his face, "You probably won't be able to open the gate of the Demon Realm to send me back... because since you left, Cerberus at the gate of hell can't be found anymore. , all the places at the door have been filled with demons who miss you, saying, "I must be the first person to see my king with my own eyes"... Although it is a bit excessive, please don't mind it, This is all our pure love for Wang, at least we don't have to worry about someone breaking into hell, right?"

The handsome deacon in a black tuxedo smiled as gently and brightly as the noon sun at this moment, which did not fit his devilish persona at all.

Oh so it's just that I can't open the gates of hell and the demons just pour out like unsealed cereal, right?

Xia Chao was expressionless.

It's just a hell. It's just a group of high-level demons who can see their faces but are essentially trembling, idiots, perverted stalkers, and ghouls and evil spirits with distorted aesthetics and strange shapes.

But she didn't regret rejecting Gabriel—the higher-ups like to work hard, but it's a pity that her favorite laziness is a virtue of hell and devil.

Xia Chao, who had abandoned her social animal status for many years, calmly patted to death the feeling called "regret" in her heart.

"...What a hassle."

After the Demon King was silent for a long time, he only uttered this comment.

She picked up a corner of the dress and flicked suddenly, and the thick black mist condensed into a blurry human figure around her. Enoshima Junko patted her skirt blankly, and smiled sweetly at the Demon King.

"Ah~ Hello, Lord Demon King."

The young girl smiled brightly, and approached Xia Chao's arm familiarly.

"Hiding in the shadows is so boring~I miss you so much~~"

The girl's sweet and delicate voice was as sticky as if mixed with sticky honey. She tilted her head and looked at the elegant black-clothed deacon, her smile widened a little, and it was tainted with distorted malice: "My lord ,Who is this."

"Hasn't the super high school-level analytical ability already told you the answer?" The Demon King had restrained all his emotions, and he was smiling calmly again.

"—It's a demon. His level is considered a rare species in hell."

"Eh……"

Enoshima Junko deliberately rubbed his cheek against Xia Zhao's sleeve, and the deep and calm anger in the demon's amber pupils was reflected in his bent eyes.

"What does the devil's despair feel like?"

Enoshima Dunko muttered to himself.

Just as her talents of "super high school level despair" and "super high school level analyst" are of no use to the Demon King, the handsome man in front of her also gave her the illusion of being unable to analyze.

——But it was just an illusion. Although she still couldn't analyze it, she didn't have the unfathomable and devouring despair that she felt when she tried to analyze the Demon King.

To use an analogy, his blackness is different from that of the devil: the blackness of the devil is flawless, despair, pain, hatred, all emotions are pure black that can be easily tolerated; while the blackness of the devil is pure black. It's more like a variety of rich colors mixed together. After years of accumulation, Sheng Sheng suppressed his original primary color and finally turned into black.

Enoshima Dunko hugged Xia Chao in satisfaction.

So my choice is really the best~ The devil king who cannot be infested by any emotion is the best~~~ The dark devil king who cannot be invaded by his own super high school level despair, not only that, but also has his soul eaten back and becomes the opponent forever My servant, ah~ this feeling of failure is simply the highest level of despair~~~! ! !

The girl buried her face in the wide sleeve of her robe and breathed hard, her nose was filled with the cool and beautiful fragrance of the Demon King's body, her pink and delicate face couldn't help showing an obsessive and sickly flush.

Ah~~ this extreme luck~~~

If I was killed by the Demon King just like that, I would be so desperate, but also so happy~~~

"It's not convenient to talk here, come in."

The desperate girl was hanging on the demon king's arm, and the valet knife followed him. Claude tidied up his neat clothes, bowed his head and said "I'm sorry" and followed.

He lowered his eyes with a submissive expression, but unfortunately his eyes were already glowing red with the devil's light.

...Because at this moment, I am crazily jealous of that girl.

Rather, he is jealous of everything in this building, whether it is the floor, the building, the air, and every plant and tree that can be noticed by the king's sight.

Xia Chao, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke.

"Dunzi, do you know how to make a demon despair?"

The girl raised her head from her sleeve regretfully, her expression was still in a strange trance, "...What did you say?" She blinked hard, and looked back at the devil with an overly bright and distorted smile, "—— Ah~ Did you say you made the devil despair?"

She showed her snow-white teeth, and suddenly a sharp, short dagger emerged from the palm of her hand. The sharp blade cut through the air and stabbed at Xia Chao's defenseless white neck!

Three golden table knives pierced Enoshima Shieldko's wrist first!The slender blade fell in the air, and Enoshima Dunko first felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and then his entire arm from the shoulder down was gone!

"Please calm down, lady."

Zong San Zuowenwen, who still had blood on the tip of the knife, looked at her indifferently: "Don't worry about my job as a servant."

"Just like what this Your Excellency said—trying to hurt the Lord of Hell in front of me, do you look down on me, or do you despise my king too much?" Claude said, and suddenly he couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "Obviously being unscrupulous Preferring..."

"Oh, don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong," Enoshima Mutoko, who had lost one arm and was bleeding profusely, had a pale face, still smiling and shaking his other hand, "Because it's an adult's problem, Ask me about the way to make the devil despair... I can only think of the method of 'killing the king' for the time being. I don't have any strength left~"

She turned her head to look at Xia Chao who was still smiling, and the remaining hand grabbed her sleeve.

"Hey, are you going to kill me once? As a punishment for a betrayer, how about letting me feel the despair of being killed by someone I love so much?"

Xia Chao smiled, raised his finger and pressed it on the opponent's wound. After a burst of tangled and swollen bones and flesh, Enoshima Dunko shook his new white and tender arm, and just raised his head to say something to Xia Chao. What, my heart felt cold.

What Xia Chao, who spread his five fingers at the position of her heart, is pinching is her bright red heart.

"--as you wish."

The Demon King said softly, and casually dropped his heart next to Enoshima's face, which had collapsed to the ground, and that white palm wasn't even stained with blood.

"...Ah, to be killed by the hands of the king who will abandon everything and follow the beloved... This beautiful despair."

Enoshima Dunko smiled extremely satisfied.

"It's really great to be your servant... This kind of despair can be enjoyed more than once..." Her nervous smile stopped when Claude's leather shoe crushed her heart, Xia Chao stood aside and watched Then, after raising his hand to call Zong Sanzuo's words, he finally gave Claude his first look.

"Clean up, Claude."

"As ordered."

The deacon in black squatted down, looking at the smile remaining on the face of the dead Enoshima Junko.

"The honor of being punished by the king is a lowly soul of a mere human being... It is an unexpected and powerful enemy that even the devil can be jealous of."

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Friendship comes with a small theater

Xia Chao (indifferent face): Got it.

Zongsan (compassionately): ...In any case, I can only say that you have worked hard.

Xia Chao (with a cold face): ...it's fine, just remember not to learn from them.