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Shiro Hado's wallet was full, and he tightly covered the small amount of money that he earned through his hard work.
Except for the owner,
No one could take a penny from him.
Since he had guests with him,
Sadao Masao pushed the bicycle like a tour guide and enthusiastically introduced the customs and scenery of Xiao Zhong to Gilgamesh. "We are not far from the station. If you take the subway, it's fast and convenient.
But you don't have ID cards. "
"Mr. Zhen Ao also takes the subway to work every day?" Firefly looked at the long iron box that was moving quickly and asked curiously.
The black-haired boy who was still wearing the fast-food restaurant uniform coughed a few times,
"The subway is too expensive. I ride my Headless Horseman every day."
"Your Headless Horseman,
Don't tell me it's this bicycle … "Shiro Hado's eyes were full of black lines, and at the same time, he had a bad feeling about the Demon King City that they were about to arrive.
It turned out that his hunch was right.
Sadao Masao's house was not far from the workplace, so it didn't take long even if they walked.
Although they didn't walk fast, they arrived in half an hour.
"Clang, clang, clang ~ This is my Helcrown.
It's also the starting point of my conquest of the world. "Sadao Masao pointed to the house in front of him,
His tone was full of pride.
"Welcome to Demon King City."
It wasn't just Gilgamesh.
Even the three Fu Mourning God behind him had no intention of going in.
In front of them was a two-story low-rent house that had been in disrepair for a long time. The wooden handrails showed signs of weathering due to years of sun and rain.
The stairs were full of potholes, and it felt like they would break and fall if they stepped on it.
No one would be surprised if someone pasted a "Demolition Imminent" seal on the door.
Firefly's eyes were full of disappointment.
He held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked, "This house is your Demon King City?"
"Of course not." The young Demon King immediately denied.
"My Demon King City is in the first room on the second floor.
There's a neighbor next door, and the landlord lives on the first floor. "
At this time, the small window on the second floor was opened. A handsome and elegant white-haired young man hung the washed clothes on the rope. He looked down and saw Sadao Masao standing downstairs. He waved at him excitedly and shouted, "Lord Demon King, you're back! Why did you get off work so early today? "
Sadao Masao quickly ran up the stairs, opened the door and shouted to the young man on the balcony.
"Ashiya, I've invited a guest to my house. Please prepare the food."
As if he had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, the Demon World Army Advisor excitedly swore, "It is my responsibility to take care of Lord Demon King's food and lodging. Please rest assured that you and your guest will be satisfied."
If he was not standing in front of the small window of the shabby low-rent house with a pair of clean underwear in his hands and an apron in his hands, he would have been more convincing.
"Master … If you don't want to go, we won't go." Yamamochi Kokuhiro tried to find a way out for his God's Inquisitor.
Shiro Hado and Firefly also nodded.
They instinctively believed that their noble and supreme God's Inquisitor should be in a magnificent palace or an elegant pavilion, not in a dilapidated low-rent house.
Gilgamesh stepped up the stairs. "Wang is also very curious. What is the power that makes the Demon King live such a poor life, but still look so happy?"
Seeing that even their master had gone in, the Death Gods of Fu, who were Sword and Saber, naturally couldn't complain about anything. They all followed Gilgamesh and entered one after another.
The small house, which was the size of six tatami mats, suddenly accommodated seven people. It was so crowded that they had to tiptoe to walk.
The walls looked very thin. If they spoke loudly, the people in the next room could hear them.
Sadao Masao and Gilgamesh sat opposite each other at a small table. The three Fu Mourning God and the Demon World Army Advisor knelt behind them with serious expressions. They were secretly competing with each other because they did not want to embarrass their master.
"This is Shiro Ashiya. The guy playing with the computer is Hanzo Kihara. They are both my partners. They are the Demon World Army Advisor and the Grand Marshal. " Sadao Masao pointed at Shiro Ashiya, who looked as if he was facing a great enemy, and the purple-haired boy who was lazily typing on the keyboard.
"Demon King -sama, is it really okay to reveal your identity like this?" Shiro Ashiya leaned forward and looked at Gilgamesh and the others cautiously.
"It's okay. They already know most of it. Today, Sariel went to cause trouble at my place of work. It was thanks to this person that I was saved." Sadao Masao pointed at Gilgamesh and explained.
"What? Sariel came. It's all because of this subordinate's incompetence. When you were in danger, I didn't come in time and had to rely on others to save you. I'm not worthy to be your Army Advisor … "The white-haired youth beat his chest and stamped his feet. Two streams of tears flowed down his face. He hugged Sadao Masao's waist and did not forget to ask:" Are you hurt? "
"Relax, relax! It's okay. "Demon King patted the non-stop sobbing Army Advisor.
Demon King City, Demons, Fallen Angels … It was completely different from what he had imagined.
In fact, he should have guessed their style when he saw the Demon King, who was the highest-ranking general.
Speechlessly looking at Army Advisor who was hugging the Demon King and crying bitterly, the Fu Mourning God understood the joy that Gilgamesh was talking about. If they could hug their master without any scruples and lie on his knees and act coquettishly, they would definitely be very happy, right?
Shiro Ashiya, who had finally cried enough, went to prepare food for the guests with red eyes.
In order to express his grand hospitality to the guests, he endured the pain of his heart and ordered a pizza.
Soon, a table of food was put together. Pizza, cucumber salad, salted tuna, thick egg yaki, and a large bowl of udon noodles in the middle. This was the highest level of hospitality.
"Hurry up and eat. Don't be shy." Shiro Ashiya distributed the bowls and plates with dipping sauce to everyone. At the same time, he passionately and lovingly said: "There are eight eggs in this thick egg yaki. Normally, it's enough for Sir Demon King to eat for a week."
"By the way, do you want to drink? Last time, I bought a bottle of sake during the supermarket's big sale. "Sadao Masao clapped his hands," You should drink when entertaining guests! "After he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of wine covered in dust from the cabinet.
Hearing the word "wine", Yamamochi Kokuhiro's body subconsciously trembled. Yesterday's incident when he got drunk was still vivid in his mind. It was simply too shameful. While he buried his head in the rice, he decided that unless his master ordered him to, he would never drink again in the future.
"Wang doesn't drink low-quality wine." Gilgamesh snapped his fingers, and a pot of wine with a golden bottle appeared in the air. The dark red translucent wine drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the sweet fragrance spread throughout the room.
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