"Cheers!"
The five wine glasses clinked together, and the red wine splashed all over the table.
"To celebrate our triumphant return!" Greer said and drained his glass in one gulp.
"To celebrate Lin Chade becoming a Champion!" Lilith happily drank her glass as well.
"Congratulations," Dodoro said. Dodoro pretended to take a sip and stuck out his tongue when no one was paying attention.
Oro held a roasted lamb leg in his hands and looked at everyone with a silly smile. He preferred eating meat to drinking wine.
"From now on, we're the Champion Squad. Now that I think about it, it's a bit unrealistic. Do you think there'll be stories about us in the future?" Lilith laughed. Her cheeks were as red as an apple.
"Of course there will be stories like the legendary swordsman Greer, the drunken sorcerer, and the lazy elven archer," Greer said with a smile.
"Who's the drunken one? Hmph! Lin Chade, don't you think he's too much? He's always thinking of insulting others. "Lilith leaned against the Demon King and asked. She was swaying and seemed to be a little drunk.
Dodoro didn't care. She quietly put a golden cup into her pocket.
The Demon King smiled but didn't answer.
"What's wrong?" Greer asked the Demon King with a smile.
"No, it's just that I never thought I'd become a Champion," the Demon King said self-deprecatingly.
"What are you talking about? I knew you'd be a Champion the moment I saw you. Burp …" Lilith said drunkenly. She leaned her head on the Demon King's shoulder and exhaled a strong smell of alcohol.
"So you tied him up and didn't want him to run away?" Greer said sarcastically.
"Shut up! You're a sloppy, single, middle-aged man with a foul mouth. What do you know? "Lilith pointed at Dodoro. She was completely drunk.
Dodoro sat there elegantly and drank his wine, completely ignoring them. However, the golden cup and silver fork on the table mysteriously disappeared and Lilith's pouch bulged.
The Demon King opened his eyes. He was the most uneasy person in the banquet.
It seemed that he had to meet the Saintess.
…
A dark figure appeared in the starry night sky. He stood in the air, but he was more stable than he was on the ground.
He was not a human, this could be determined at a glance. The two horns on his head made him look very unusual. His whole body was covered in black armor and scales. His tail was connected to one another, longer than his body. The tip of the tail was as sharp as a spear tip and was terrifying.
This was the Demon King Richard, the second form of the Demon King, the Demon King. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at the church below him.
"As expected, this is an extraordinary building" the Demon King muttered to himself.
Now, it was time to test the Saintess.
He noticed that the church was covered in many layers of barriers, but they were useless. To the Demon King, they were nothing more than thin sheets of paper.
No, it was also useful. It was still a bit challenging to pass through them without breaking them.
The Demon King slowly disappeared into the darkness. A gust of wind blew into the barrier.
I wonder if the Saintess is wearing pajamas. What does her pajamas look like? Does she drool when she sleeps?
With these questions in mind, the Demon King snuck into the church and came to a room at the top of the building.
Truth be told, the room was far beyond his imagination. There was no luxurious furniture or a ten-meter-long bed. It was just a simple room. There was a wooden bed with an unknown history, an ancient wooden dressing table with an unknown aesthetic style, a shabby and plain chair, and an ugly statue of a deity.
However, the place was spotless and clean. The Demon King suspected that the Saintess had a serious case of mysophobia.
A white figure was kneeling in front of the statue. There was a candle in front of her.
The Demon King silently approached. The Saintess was wearing white clothes at night, and there was even a white scarf on her head. What the hell! Don't tell me she's wearing this to sleep!
At this time, the Saintess lightly raised her head.
"You really came"
Her voice was very gentle and pleasant to the ears.
The Demon King's expression became serious.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't have been able to discover him.
At this time, his hand reached out with a black claw.
"You know me?"
The Demon King's voice was directly transmitted to the Saintess' mind.
The Saintess seemed to have finished her prayer. She picked up the candle and slowly stood up. Then she turned around and faced the darkness in front of the candle.
"Good evening"
The Saintess suddenly nodded and greeted him. This made the Demon King a bit confused.
"You still haven't answered my question. I hate it the most when people change the topic"
The Demon King coldly said.
The Saintess faintly smiled and said: "I think you already have the answer in your heart"
As expected, he still couldn't see her inner thoughts. This guy is a bit interesting.
At this time, the black fog around the Demon King's body gradually dispersed, revealing his terrifying figure. The candle's light was affected and became much weaker. The floor covered by the shadow seemed to have turned into a dark lake. Once one stepped into it, they would sink into the abyss.
However, the Saintess acted as if she didn't see it. She was completely unmoved.
"Then you're not afraid that I'll kill you?" The Demon King asked with a serious expression.
"Then will you?" The Saintess asked.
In an instant, the Demon King's claw reached for her neck. However, she still stood there without fear.
Hmm …
No reaction?
Interesting.
The Demon King circled around her with evil intentions to see if she was pretending to be calm.
Suddenly, the Demon King's claw lightly moved and cut off a small section of her long hair.
She still didn't react, just like a statue.
The Demon King stood in front of the Saintess, almost sticking to her face, curiously looking at her headscarf.
Take it off.
The Demon King smirked and pulled the white headscarf off her head. The Saintess showed a surprised expression.
What, I thought you were an emotionless machine.
But in the next moment, the Demon King froze.
The Saintess was indeed very beautiful, the most beautiful human that the Demon King had ever seen.
Especially her eyes.
Her pupils were a circle of white and a circle of gold. So that mysterious power came from her eyes. Her eyes were like mirrors, reflecting the Demon King's figure.
"Are you blind?"
The Demon King asked.
The Saintess' expression returned to normal.
"According to the world's view, yes" she answered.
The Demon King became serious.
"Then how did you know about my past? Did you use these eyes, or some kind of magic?"
The Saintess didn't answer, her eyes slowly turned towards the Demon King.
"You told me that yourself."
Saying so, she reached out her right hand and touched the Demon King's chest. Instantly, the room turned into a galaxy of stars, a bit of light appeared inside the Demon King's dark body.
What is this?
The next second, the Demon King realized that this was the world in her eyes …
"Can you answer a question for me?"
The Saintess suddenly asked.
"That depends on what kind of question it is" the Demon King casually answered.
"Why did you look for me?" the Saintess asked.
"Hah? Isn't it because you called me a Hero that I … "saying so, the Demon King stopped. His eyes became sharp and asked:" What do you want to say? "
The Saintess smiled and said: "You've also noticed, you're envious of the Hero"
"How could that be!?"
Just as the Demon King was about to get angry, he froze.
That really seems to be the case.
He recalled the time when he was the Demon King, watching the Hero's past through the crystal ball alone in his room, even spending a lot of effort to create a doppelganger to go on adventures with him.
Is that really the case?
Just as he was feeling conflicted, the Saintess giggled.
"What are you laughing at?"
The Demon King looked at her with a grumbling expression.
"Sorry, I'm just curious as to why you, the Demon King, are so much like a human"
The Demon King was silent for a while, then sighed and said: "It's probably because my master is also a human"
And a Hero at that …
For demons, humans were incomprehensible. They had complicated social and family relationships. For demons, they didn't have any so-called family. All status was measured by strength. The weak were the slaves of the strong, and those of the same level were all enemies. There were no friends.
Becoming stronger, killing those in power, and climbing up the ranks was their life's creed. Therefore, the ones who wanted the Demon King dead the most were not humans, but his subordinates who covetously eyed the position of the Demon King.
The Demon King also knew this, so killing his subordinates was a common thing. In order to intimidate others into obeying him, the Demon King had no choice but to be cruel and terrifying to make his subordinates submit.
The Saintess seemed to understand this principle, and saw through Richard's abnormality with a single glance.
"So that's how it is. If possible, I really want to meet your master and see what kind of person he is to be able to teach a Demon King" the Saintess smiled and said.
The Demon King's expression immediately became serious.
"Hmph, don't be so cheeky. Speaking of which, you want to use me to resist the Demon King's army, don't tell me you're so naive as to think that I'll obediently fall for your trick?"
"Yes, that's right. Aren't you planning to do the same?" the Saintess replied without any reservations.
"Hey hey, I'm still a Demon King. Can't you give me some face?" the Demon King asked.
The Saintess smiled. This was the first time she smiled from the bottom of her heart and said, "You'll have to give this Saintess some face first."
The Demon King stared blankly. After a while, he smiled and said, "Next time."
After saying this, he turned into a black mist and gradually shrunk into a dot.
"Next time when you wear pajamas."
After saying this, he disappeared without a trace, taking the Saintess' headscarf along the way.
… …
The other party seemed to be able to understand his inner thoughts and knew a lot of things.
The Demon King originally wanted to kill her out of anger, but for some reason, he calmed down. He felt that chatting with her was quite fun, and he felt inexplicably happy. Moreover, he would unknowingly reveal some of his inner thoughts.
Thinking about it carefully, how long had it been since he revealed his inner thoughts to someone …
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