"what do you want to say?"
"Wait a moment."
Before the Demon King could say anything, the bearded man held the sword in his mouth, took out a handkerchief from his armor and spread it on the ground, then gestured with his hand that the Demon King could sit on it.
"don't want."
The Demon King turned his face in disgust.
Faced with this undisguised disgust, the bearded man didn't care at all, and sat on the ground with his back stretched out, still leaving the "seat" covered with a handkerchief to the devil.
Perhaps the Demon King's sight from bottom to top could not see through the beard to see his face. It was not until the Bearded Man sat down that the Demon King discovered that it was a handsome face buried in beards. Whether he had no beard or had a beard, When his hair was growing old, there must have been girls who cried for him.
"Over there, are you free? If so, please bring me a set of sweet soda and sandwiches."
The bearded man shouted to the beggar who was making trouble before, and threw a silver coin into his hand without waiting for his consent.
Are you here for a picnic? The devil thought to himself.
"But my lord, my head is still bleeding!"
The beggar had just crawled out of the pit made by the devil, and coincidentally, he hit the same place where he had hurt Anier before, and blood flowed all over his face.
"What does it matter? Just keep the remaining money to see a doctor." The bearded man waved his hand nonchalantly and urged.
No one in their "profession" like beggars is afraid of offending, but they are afraid of offending the guards patrolling the streets. Faced with the bearded man's unreasonable request, he did not dare to refuse at all, so he could only curse and run away.
"Hey, that guy will definitely take your money and run away." Lord Demon King pointed at the beggar running away.
"What does it matter?" The bearded man waved his hand, "At least, you got rid of an ignorant guy, right? If he didn't run away, he would definitely ask you to pay more money in the future. You are facing human beings. With the Sheriff, There will definitely be no benefit from the side."
"He might come to your door later."
"At that time, just say that he stole my money. He doesn't need to be charged with theft just for some compensation."
The Lord Demon King was stunned for a moment, folded his hands in his arms, and tilted his head. Is this person helping him? But just now he had real murderous intentions towards her. She couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.
Lord Demon King held on to the lace dress and sat on the seat in the bearded shop, as if he didn't want to owe a favor.
A bearded man wearing heavy armor and a petite girl wearing a fluttering white dress were sitting on the ground in the middle of the street. Regardless of whether this scene was coordinated or not, it was definitely not beautiful.
"Well, people still have to sit down to have a good conversation." Looking at the Demon King sitting down, the bearded man nodded in agreement, "You also want to know about the Demon King, right?"
"I would also like to know how long you have been able to keep that beard like this." Lord Demon King muttered secretly.
The bearded man looked at the unhappy Demon King and thought for a moment, then took a deep breath, raised the sword with the scabbard, and beat a strange tune rhythmically on the ground, like a victory song in a certain game. Music, “Because the team’s new throwing ax was very beautiful, I was afraid it was too far away to see clearly, so I threw it with all my strength.”
"...What is this?" Lord Demon King stared at the bearded man with a pale face, his expression could only be described as "tragic".
"It's a joke." The bearded man said, "I want to ease the awkward atmosphere."
"Ahhhh!" The Demon King screamed holding his head.
Seeing the Demon King's reaction, the bearded man sighed, "It seems you are not the kind of person with a sense of humor."
"Can't you see clearly? Did you throw it? The ax turned as fast as a propeller! It almost cut Yu's nose!" Lord Demon King jumped up and shook the bald head with something wrong with his brain and said loudly.
"I originally thought that you, Miss, were human because you didn't hold anything back, but really... you are so much like a human." The bearded man slammed his bare head to the ground, and then maintained this difficult movement. Then he said, "I'm really sorry, you have such beautiful red eyes."
"Human? What's different from humans is not just the red eyes." Lord Demon King flipped up his long white hair, "But speaking of it, you really hate humans. You seem to have said that it's because Demon King?"
"I respect Lord Demon King very much." The bearded man suddenly said.
"It's embarrassing." Lord Demon King smirked.
"So, I hate humans." Another sudden sentence.
What a gratuitous logic.
Li Mo often complained to himself, saying that he was an unpredictable person, and he was somewhat self-aware, but compared with this person, he really felt that the world was unimaginably vast.
"Demons have no history." The bearded man looked up at the dome of the white church outside Kaguya City. "Every time a demon king is born, the numbers recording history will start again from "0". No one No one will remember the length of the previous numbers, and no one will be moved by the history of destruction. After all, the demons are such a race.
This is the evil result planted by countless demon kings who gained the name of king at the cost of their lives for thousands of years.
Only the strong are qualified to have history, and only the strong are qualified to be praised.
The concepts imprinted on the barbaric race of demons are more weighty than "years" and "past".
But,
Today's demons are different from the past. They no longer have the scars of the past, and they have understood that forgetting is tantamount to betrayal.
Take a good look, miss, and the citizens standing aside!
Take a good look at the land beneath your feet.
80 years ago, there was neither law nor morality here, and human life was as worthless as grass and could be bought for half a dollar. But now, thousands of families here are thriving and prosperous.
Is this all the work of businessmen? Is this all the result of Lord Fox? Is it all the result of worshiping the harvest god all day long?
Not at all!
This is the devil who wrote 80 years of history.
It is this devil who uses "prosperity, civilization, and wealth" to break the tricks of such changing times! Although it has only been a short 80 years, I don’t want anyone to let this number return to zero again, and let the prosperity and morality of the demon clan return to zero! "
As soon as the bearded man finished speaking, someone clapped vigorously, followed by everyone else. Even though what had just been denied was their identity, their lord, and the god they believed in, they still cheered and their eyes still twinkled. With excited light.
"It's really embarrassing to praise me like this." The Demon King thought.
Although I think so.
But 80 years old, I am not that old.
This is……
Previous generation?
