This guy must be crazy.
If someone else said this to her, she would definitely think so.
Destroying the Hero and the Demon King was simply … unreasonable.
But her instincts told her that this demon man was serious.
"Can … can I ask you a question?"
Her face was a bit pale, and her breathing became rapid and heavy.
"Of course."
But the Demon King sitting across from her still had a smile on his face, but his eyes were very serious.
"Why do you think that destroying the Hero and the Demon King will stop the war?"
Hearing this, the Demon King was silent for two seconds. Although he was smiling, a terrifying haze appeared on his face.
"Because I was once a Demon King."
His voice echoed in Layle's mind. Her eyes widened, and it took her a while to understand what he meant.
"How can that be …"
Just as she was about to say that it was impossible, she suddenly thought of his unreasonable strength. Without a doubt, it was not excessive to call him the Demon King.
But why did he want to destroy the Demon King and the Hero?
She could only think of one possibility, and that was that he wanted to rule everything!
To be ruled by a demon? Layle did not dare to imagine that scene. He deliberately let her see any demons coexisting, probably to shake her thoughts. But in reality, he might be the same as the other demons. Even if he did not destroy the human race, he would not let them have an easy time.
Layle's forehead wrinkled. The Demon King could roughly guess her thoughts.
"Spring is coming. Do you think you can last until next winter?"
The Demon King continued, but Layle remained silent. She knew what he meant. He actually knew about the human race's current predicament.
"One day, you have been avoiding a question. That Hero is not young anymore. How long do you think he can last?"
He suddenly brought up the question that no one in the Adventurer's Guild was willing to talk about. A few beads of sweat appeared on Layle's forehead. She gritted her teeth, and an impatient expression appeared on her face.
"We have more than one Hero. Everyone can become a Hero."
Hearing this, the Demon King smiled.
"Is that so? But that's not what your expression says. Admit it. The only reason you're able to hold on is because of an old man who's about to die. The other heroes all have their own flaws and can't replace his position. If he falls one day, not only will your adventurer's guild be destroyed, but even humanity itself will be divided. I don't think I need to tell you what the result will be."
Rayle clenched her fists tightly.
He saw everything clearly and pointed out her sore spot.
The survival of the human race had always been at stake. The Winter War this time was not a success. Although they had eliminated the Underworld Demon King, the losses were too heavy. Moreover, this time, they had relied on An Mihu to turn the situation around. Otherwise, it would have been a crushing defeat.
This situation where the Adventurer's Guild was the core and the empires worked together was only possible with An Mihu around. As the highest decision maker, Layle understood this very well. Now, no one could replace the president. If he fell, the guild itself would be divided into two factions. The battle between the defensive faction and the offensive faction would continue.
Every time she thought of this problem, Layle would feel her chest become heavy and she could not breathe. She wanted to jump out of this quagmire, but it was easier said than done.
"How about it? Do you want to work with me? If you're afraid that I'm lying, I'm happy to sign an equal contract with you."
As the Demon King spoke, a blank piece of parchment suddenly appeared on the table.
Layle swallowed her saliva, and her heart began to race.
Equal contract?!
She did not expect him to make such a request. This was like a powerful country with a million soldiers suddenly coming to a small country with less than a hundred thousand people just to sign a peace treaty.
She felt nervous. If he was serious, then this was very reasonable.
Moreover, if there was someone who was not weaker than the president helping her, then things would be completely different …
What should I do?
She looked at the parchment on the table and fell into deep thought.
At this moment, in the headquarters of the Adventurer's Guild, an old man sat cross-legged on the ground in a room that looked like a training hall. His face was terrifyingly old, and his skin was sallow like dry wood.
"Cough, cough!"
He suddenly coughed, followed by gasping for breath. Then, he opened his lifeless eyes.
"There's not much time left."
He looked at the absent-minded candle in front of him, and his eyes were filled with unease.
…
The morning was broken by the sound of hurried horse hooves. Four horses in armor pulled a luxurious carriage to Stone City.
"Move, move! Get out of my way! "
The coachman was a man with an unfriendly expression. His arms were bare, and his eyebrows were drawn upside down on his forehead, as if he was in a hurry to do something.
"Stop!"
The guards stopped him, but the coachman glared at them angrily.
"You pustules with eyes dare to stop me! Do you know who's sitting in the carriage?! "
The coachman yelled loudly.
The merchants by the side didn't dare to provoke them, so they silently allowed him to cut the queue.
"No matter who it is, there's a routine inspection when entering the city!"
The guard said.
Hearing that, the coachman gritted his teeth and revealed a ferocious expression. His arms were very thick, even thicker than a normal person's thigh.
He came to the front of the guard and looked down at him, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
"Niu Lei! Didn't I tell you to pay attention to your image? "
At this moment, a voice came from the carriage. The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in gaudy clothes walked out. His style of clothes was a little … flirtatious. His green fur clothes revealed some of his chest. He should be a muscular man, but he wore trousers that looked like a skirt.
Moreover, there were many colorful feathers on his clothes, and his mouth had golden teeth. It looked very awkward.
But he didn't seem to think so.
"Yes, sir."
The man called Niu Lei lowered his head, and like an actor on stage, bowed and tiptoed a few steps back.
That strange middle-aged man walked in front of him. He held his head high and puffed his chest out, pretending to be a big shot.
But it was obvious that he didn't suit that look, so in the eyes of others, he was just giving others a hard time.
He raised his right hand and placed it in front of his chest. He curled his finger and pointed at the other party, as if he was practicing a praying mantis fist.
"You … Do you know who I am?"
He purposely dragged his words when he spoke.
The guard frowned. As a guard of Stone Ancient City, he had seen many strange people, but it was his first time seeing such a suspicious person.
"No matter who you are, as long as you enter the city, you have to follow the rules."
He replied.
"Hahaha!"
Hearing that, the other party put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly.
"So you're just a little watchdog." He said something that made people angry, then pointed at himself with his thumb and said, "I'm Count Arcas' nephew, Snu — Lord Ji!! Kneel down!! "
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