The whole process turned out to be a complete farce.
At first, Canaan politely asked the young demon to leave. However, the demon did not listen at all. Instead, it kept playing "you can't catch me" games in the yard.
When the young demon stuck out its tongue and taunted Canaan again, Fafnir made her move.
Fafnir landed in the yard with a powerful aura. Under the demon's terrified gaze, Fafnir picked up the demon's long black tail and threw it as if it was a javelin.
She swung it, exerted force, and threw it.
A fiery red ball was thrown out of the shop in a parabola. When the young demon stumbled and rebounded dizzily, a money bag containing three hundred demon gold coins fell beside it.
Angor thought the young demon would not dare to come again because of Fafnir's threat.
However, he underestimated the demon's stubbornness.
After sending away the last batch of visitors, Angor's personal pouch finally reached ten thousand demon gold coins, which meant that he now had sixteen thousand in total.
Canaan was about to receive the next batch of customers when Angor told her to stop for today.
Angor also gave Canaan ten demon gold coins as a reward.
Canaan was a little confused. She had only received three batches of customers today, and it was still early. Why did Angor want to close the shop? However, she was just a lowly employee who could not interfere with the shop owner's business.
Besides, Canaan also wanted to seek revenge on the snake-tailed demon who humiliated her yesterday, so she accepted the reward and prepared to leave.
However, when Canaan opened the door and was about to leave, she saw a ball of fire squatting under the door.
This flame ball was the young flame Fiend that Fafnir had thrown away.
At this time, the Young Fire Demon's originally round eyes turned into an inverted triangle, and its fiery red pupils were filled with anger.
Canaan looked back at the shop owner and wondered what to do. Angor came to her and said, "You go. I'll take care of this."
Out of instinct, Canaan took a few steps forward to see how Angor was going to deal with the young fire demon. But before she could do that, the door was slammed shut.
Both Canaan and the young demon were locked outside.
Canaan was speechless. Is this what I meant by handing it over to you?
Canaan was flustered in the wind. The young fire demon, on the other hand, was like a bomb that had been ignited after being refused entry. He pulled out a flaming sword from his mouth and prepared to slash at the wooden door.
Canaan hesitated, wondering if he should stop the young flame demon. But before he could make a decision, Fafnir appeared in front of the young flame demon. Just like the previous script, the young flame demon was thrown out again with a horrified look in its eyes.
Looking at the arc, the distance this time was probably even further than the previous time.
Once Canaan was sure that the Psychedelic Hut had no use for him, he left the place. After Canaan walked onto the main road, it did not take long before he saw the young flame demon whose flame was much dimmer than before. It was angrily walking towards the Psychedelic Hut.
Indistinctly, Canaan seemed to see that the eyes of the young fire demon were actually filled with moisture.
Was it just an illusion? How could a fire-type demon cry?
Canaan shook his head and ignored the young flame demon. In any case, Lord Fafnir was in charge of the shop, so there was no need for him to worry.
On the other hand, Angor was in a good mood after checking his earnings for the day. Yesterday, he was wondering if he should find another way to earn money. Today, he achieved his goal and saved a lot of time. How could he not be happy?
Apart from the outstanding effect of Ocean Rhythm itself, it was also thanks to Prapa's hard work in advertising that he was able to achieve his goal so easily. Angor decided to give Prapa a reward when he went to the Prey Hall later.
Yes, he was going to the Prey Hall now.
For one thing, he was going to give the money for the Eternal Bone Burning to the nightclub owner. For another, as a native, he had no way to buy resources in Rasudran. He had to ask the nightclub owner to do it for him.
So, he had to go to the Prey Hall no matter what.
When he came down from the attic, he heard someone yelling outside the wooden hut. Fafnir was leaning against the round table, taking a nap. He only raised an eyebrow when Angor went downstairs.
The one knocking on the door was the young fire demon from before. It looked angry and was making a ruckus around the wooden house, but it did not dare to make too much noise. With Fafnir there, it was afraid that it would be thrown out again.
Angor told Fafnir what he was going to do next. Fafnir waved a hand. She didn't care what Angor was going to do.
Now that the young flame demon was outside, Angor couldn't leave through the front door. There was an illusion in the backyard, so Angor activated Infinite Reticence and sneaked out from there.
Before leaving the woods, Angor glanced at the young flame demon from afar.
After being hit twice, it was standing at the door with a sad look. It wanted to throw a tantrum, but it didn't dare to do so.
Angor shook his head with a smile and looked away.
This place wasn't far from the Prey Hall. There were many demons on the way, but Angor had seen all kinds of demons in the past few days. He also learned something about the demon's nature. Now that he knew the true nature of demons, he felt a little less afraid.
After all, he already had the courage to hire a half-blood demon as an employee.
Besides, he had the Fire Brand and Pina Jonas's dragon scale. To some extent, he was safe. Besides, this place wasn't far from the Prey Hall and the Illusion Hut, which was why he dared to go out alone.
Angor didn't attract any attention on his way to the Prey Hall.
The Prey Hall was huge. It was almost as big as the Ocean Theater he replicated in Foundation City. However, the Ocean Theater was built by a human master, so it had a more delicate appearance.
Of course, this was only because it fit Angor's taste. It didn't mean the Prey Hall didn't have any special features.
Demon buildings were unique because of their strange style. The Prey Hall was the same. If Angor didn't know that it was a shop that sold materials, he would think it was a horror church from an evil church.
Angor pushed open the heavy door. There were only two lit candlesticks near the door, which illuminated the dim light within two meters. Further inside, it was pitch-black as if it was an alternate dimension covered in black fog.
The floor was black and white. Walking in the middle, the hollow footsteps gave people a creepy sense of rhythm.
Angor stopped after about ten steps. He heard heavy footsteps coming from the front.
A small flame appeared in the darkness.
Angor could see Night's fiery hair and the hideous flame patterns on his face.
"Nightclub owner."
"Let's talk inside." Night nodded at Angor and gestured for him to follow.
As the night went by, the candles in the Game Hall were lit up one by one. The dark hall gave Angor a creepy feeling. But now, the hall was lit up. Their footsteps echoed in the hall, which made Angor feel lonely for some reason.
Night led Angor to the parlor. When they passed by the showroom, Angor took a peek inside.
At first glance, he was shocked by all the monster specimens in the room. But soon, he was attracted by a giant painting at the back of the room.
In the dark background, there was a belt of fire.
It was like a burning flame, burning a hole in the dark night.
It was a simple painting, but Angor could sense the struggle and unwillingness hidden under the calmness of the painting.
When they reached the guest hall, Angor was still in a daze. For some reason, when he looked at Night sitting in front of him, he couldn't help but think about the painting.
"You look lost?" Night's hoarse voice reached Angor's ears.
"I saw that painting in the showroom. It looked …" Angor tried many words to describe it, but none of them were suitable. "… special."
"Special? I thought you'd find it boring. It's a simple painting. "
"No, it's not simple. It's giving me a complicated feeling. Calmness, turbulence, struggle, depression, and unwillingness." Angor considered. "To be honest, I feel like I'm looking at a nightclub owner."
If someone else heard this, they would probably laugh their heads off. Night, on the other hand, was in a daze as if he saw an old friend from many years ago. "Take a guess. What do you think I'm drawing?" He didn't wait for Night's answer. "I'm drawing you."
Night looked at Angor and grinned. "As I thought, a human's eyes are more interesting than a demon's."
Angor was surprised. Night was talking to himself, but he still heard what it said.
A human's eyes? So Night knows I'm a human?
Angor recovered from the shock and realized that it wasn't a surprise. That's right. When Fafnir first saw Night, he was very vigilant. It could be seen that Night's strength was definitely not low. Angor wasn't surprised that Night could see through his disguise.
However, Night was still able to see through his disguise despite the protection of his fire mark. Could Night be stronger than Oderklas?
"Let's not talk about the painting for now. Did you earn enough demon coins?" Night changed the topic and asked about Angor's intention.
Night didn't pay attention to the Psychedelic Hut all the time, but the Prey Hall wasn't far from the hut. When Night saw several groups of demons with strange water-elemental energy in them, he knew Angor must have earned a lot today.
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