Chapter 90 Celebration Banquet

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During the flight, the feather pen came up with many outrageous ideas.

A perfect example of mental abuse.

Luke tried his best to nip them in the bud one by one, and his expression gradually became serious as he crossed the border.

"I don't know what the situation is in the fiefdom."

Every time a new magic mine is discovered on the continent, there is always bloodshed. Not to mention those special and rare magic mines, countless battles have broken out for the right to mine them.

A rare magic mine that has never been mined is enough to attract the envy of countless forces.

The griffin fell from mid-air, and the Klin watchtower was surrounded by defensive guards.

Lujia scanned with his spiritual sense and raised his eyebrows: "Hey, where's Yi?"

I was originally planning to find a villain to kill as a warning to others.

In the end, there wasn't a single 'one'.

Feather Pen walked forward, took a quick look, and indeed did not see any dangerous individuals.

Aman personally led the troops to guard the Demon Mine and arrived soon after: "The situation was not optimistic before. If we were not worried about the dragon clan, we would have started the war long ago."

"...His Highness the Fourth and Sixth Princes have tried several times to station troops here in the name of reinforcements."

Luke nodded casually: "They thought I would be seriously injured if not dead, and they were waiting to pick me up."

While reporting, Aman's eyes seemed to accidentally sweep over the feather pen behind Luke.

Those colorless eyes frightened the devil.

The scene of the other party controlling the demon general is still vivid in my mind. Who would have thought that this person might be a legend of the continent.

But this time he actually succeeded.

Is it true that only by living long can there be unlimited possibilities?

Feather Pen glanced over, and Aman quickly changed the subject: "What are you going to do with the other crown princes, Your Highness?"

If nothing unexpected happens, the young hybrid in front of him will soon become the new demon king.

Luke said as a matter of course: "Let them continue to be the crown prince."

Alicia, who happened to be passing by on patrol, froze in her tracks when she heard these words.

Ah Man was shocked: "Then in terms of seniority..."

Luke: "It doesn't matter who I call dad."

Alicia, who was passing by, couldn't help but said with a tingling scalp: "Brothers and sisters can also be crown princes."

It doesn't necessarily have to be someone who likes to be a father.

Luke responded coldly: "For me, there is no such ethical relationship."

Alicia: “…”

Luke usually smiles, but when he has a cold face, he is more likely to be frightened.

He asked Aman to send out invitations to the crown princes to attend the celebration banquet in a few days, while he went to find the dwarf chief to thank him for the weapons he sponsored and to ask him to help repair the mandarin duck jade pendant.

The celebration banquet will be held in the joint office building.

The round hall is decorated in a rough style, with all the food cooked mainly with meat, exuding a primitive beauty everywhere.

The teleportation array of Klin Watchtower was reopened, and there were many guests coming and going. Many lords and princes of central cities, even if they did not come in person, presented extremely precious treasures.

In fact, they were a little uneasy in their hearts. Such a large-scale banquet was definitely not just for celebration.

Luke was wearing a white robe and had black hair, which looked red under the light.

The young future demon king was now sitting quietly in a pile of dragons, with a handsome and sharp face, and surrounded by necromancers and dwarves.

No royal family dared to associate him with the prince who was bullied in the corner of the banquet.

The demon guards announced: "The elven delegation has arrived."

After the war, everything is in ruins and the humans and elves are the busiest now. Lujia didn't expect that the elves would take the initiative to send an envoy.

"Please invite them in."

With the sound of suona, the elder of the elves walked in with the elf delegation.

Luke's breathing hitched.

It's about inviting yourself in, not asking yourself to leave.

Just as he forced a smile, the human delegation arrived.

The ferret led the way in.

It holds a sword in its hand and dances with it to the sound of suona. Behind it follows a delegation of young men, who force out a smile.

I, an old man like Snow Ferret, am still as wild as a young man, and they still have to cooperate with me. Damn this worldly wisdom.

Nellie watched the scene curiously, not quite understanding it.

"Why dance?"

The dwarf chieftain held the cup and sneered: "It's all details. The snow ferret is dancing with the Saint's sword, which is to announce that Luke's strength is above the Saint's. The Saint is dead, and those who don't have her strength had better obey.

Secondly, the Elf King’s envoys performed personally, which represents peace and prosperity! ”

He took a gulp of wine and said, "In the future, the elves, humans, and demons may enter a period of peaceful development and close communication."

The sound was not loud, but Luke heard it clearly.

As expected, people with sensitive personalities are better at reading comprehension.

The 'prosperity and peace' is over.

The ferret waved its claws, leaving a few lines of text in the air: These are all exchange students, from the Carlyle family, the Guy family...

The guests' expressions gradually became subtle. Aren't these all families that are close to the Holy See? They were all sent to the Demon Realm as exchange students.

No wonder their expressions are so ugly.

Luke exclaimed, "Great!"

These can be exchange students or protons. Now that they are here, they will inevitably be subtly influenced by the environment and their values ​​will gradually change in the future.

The key is that you can also take the opportunity to collect a high tuition fee.

As expected of a saint, his every move is a powerful one.

Seeing that representatives from various tribes had arrived one after another, Luke finally stood up.

The banquet hall automatically fell silent.

"Good evening, thank you all for coming to today's banquet." He looked around and said, "I have some good news to share with you."

Without any preparation, he went on speaking lightly.

"The Demons and Humans have signed the Exchange Student Program Agreement. Soon we will co-found the Music House project with the Elves and Dwarves and launch co-branded headphones."

Lujia had already confirmed this with the two tribes when he went to ask for the jade pendant to be repaired.

Developing the music industry is what the elves want most, so Luke will naturally give his full support.

Based on the Music House, music companies, creators, singers, etc. will be on this production line, which will effectively increase the employment rate.

earphone? The unfamiliar words left the guests looking at each other in bewilderment. Like 3D glasses, can this be an object of fashion?

Luke did not answer in public: "In addition, I have discussed with the other crown princes that from the beginning of next month, the nobles will no longer have the right to arbitrarily dispose of the half-blood demons, and will stop the local government's unlimited annual funding."

He paused for a moment, then glanced at some seats without any hesitation: "In the future, major projects will be put into the form of bidding, and the royal family will no longer have priority."

They were looking at each other in confusion before, but before they turned their heads, they saw shocked expressions in each other's eyes.

Isn't this a disguised abolition of the aristocracy? !

There were many nobles today, but they did not dare to look directly at the legendary magician in the dragon pile with angry eyes, and instead looked at the other crown princes.

The six crown princes also had interesting expressions on their faces: "When did he discuss this with us?"

Alicia: "...Now, look at his mouth moving."

“……” Talking to yourself?

The Sixth Prince was about to stand up when he suddenly noticed that the feather pen in front of him turned his wrist slightly.

The white bones under the black gloves seemed to contain silent warnings.

He suddenly realized a cruel fact: Necromancers are good at using living creatures as puppets.

Even if he refuses, there is a high probability that he will accomplish Iliad's goal in the form of a walking corpse.

Luke raised the cup filled with fruit wine, saluted from a distance, and said silently:

"With my father gone, I will continue his duty and continue to raise you."

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. The hateful faces in the eyes of the crown princes are extremely cute in the eyes of the dragon clan.

Arrogant, well-behaved and cute.

Isa never forgets to wear her light yellow dress wherever she goes. She said with twinkling eyes, "I really want to take her back to my golden nest and raise her for another two years."

This sentence expressed the thoughts of other dragons.

Tonight's speeches covered almost every field including education, military, technology and even law enforcement.

Among them, two are the most eye-catching. They promote technological development and further clarify the importance of patent rights. As long as you can invent technological products that make everyone's life more convenient, you may be able to pass the patent application.

It is foreseeable that a technological wave will soon be set off in order to seize patents.

The other piece of news made many nobles present change color: the demons officially signed an extradition agreement with the eight major races.

This means that the days of me committing crimes on the land of my own race and then running away to other races to enjoy myself have come to an end.

Of course, Lujia didn't do anything too extreme, but still gave some sweet treats: "If you start a cultural and entertainment industry such as music, movies, and novels, you will enjoy corresponding tax subsidies in the local area."

The nobles have no shortage of connections, and with their foresight, they can easily see that this is a piece of fat meat.

The demons couldn't even drink the wine for a while.

Throughout the banquet, there were voices of support and opposition, as well as those who remained indifferent. Finally, the dwarf chief made a summary: the Demon Realm will open a new chapter from now on.

The moon was dark and the wind was strong, the evening breeze blew on the willows, and the celebration party lasted until very late.

Lujia went to the high guardrail to get some fresh air, looking at the Demon Realm shrouded by the starry sky, and for the first time he calmly appreciated its beauty.

The wind was strong at high altitude, and a faint scent of grapes suddenly wafted through the air.

Luke turned around and saw a familiar figure approaching.

"Fruit wine with crackle flowers added."

The wind was strong at high altitude, the sound of the quill pen was a little light, and there was an extra wine glass in front of him.

Both sides began to celebrate separately.

Lujia took a sip, and sure enough, warmth spread along his blood.

Red lips, bloodshot eyes, and a drop of fruit wine that disobeyed discipline and left a red mark on the corner of the mouth.

Feather Pen's gaze was fixed on the other person's face for a few seconds, and he came to his senses and subconsciously wanted to help wipe the red wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

He felt the intimate touch on his skin and could almost imagine the colored wine spreading on the warm tip of his tongue and then entering his throat.

The throat of the quill felt slightly dry.

"Is it delicious?" he asked.

Luke praised honestly: "The scimitar and grapes are a perfect match, and they are especially delicious."

There should be at least one third of the glass left.

He leaned forward and said, "Try it."

Feather Pen was looking at the lip lines that were more rippling than water waves. After staring at them for a few seconds, his reason retreated and he suddenly lowered his proud head like a hungry peregrine falcon.

The wine glass broke to the ground.

A slight groan was heard amid the splashing red marks.

"Hmm."

It was a random kiss. Luke opened his eyes for two seconds before realizing the current situation.

My heart suddenly stopped and then soared.

Very sweet, with some grape sweetness.

Just as delicious as Luke said.

As the initiator of the lean-in, Quill followed her instinct completely, but she did not show the aggression she should have.

In fact, he was even more clumsy than Luke.

The strong wind from the high tower, just a kiss, both of them felt like their hearts were about to explode.

An unknown amount of time had passed, and when his lips felt slightly numb, Luke gently pushed the feather pen away, his skin unnaturally hot.

"I..." Responding to someone's love with actions is a million times easier than responding with words.

Finally they stood face to face, enjoying the breeze for a while.

I don't know how much time has passed, Lujia couldn't help laughing: "If you don't know, you would think we are standing guard."

The quill smiled too.

When his heartbeat finally calmed down, Luke tried to divert the awkwardness after the first kiss.

He managed to find his voice again and said, "The Snow Ferret brought a lot of supplies looted from the Holy Court, as well as some living demon generals captured."

Quill didn't care about these. Seeing Luka frowned slightly, he knew what he was thinking: "Are you worried about the Demon King?"

Luke nodded: "I always find the whole thing weird."

In order to avenge himself, all the priests and the Holy See Army sacrificed themselves and then made wedding dresses for the Demon King?

How could the Holy See be so magnanimous?

The quill hit the nail on the head: "Sacrifice."

Luke looked up at him.

"The effectiveness of the altar depends on the sacrifices." Feather Pen could only feel the warmth on his lips and tried to divert his attention away from Luke's face. "If we want to fight back, the priests and the Holy See Army alone are definitely not enough."

Luke was lost in thought, and he knew that.

But where can we find a powerful and self-sacrificing sacrifice?

Suddenly, he vaguely thought of a possibility, and goose bumps appeared all over his body in the night.

"The devil himself?!"

The feather pen nodded: "The Saint probably wants the Demon King to sacrifice himself and then take you to hell."

Achieve a happy reunion underground.

But whether the devil is willing to take the bait is another matter.

I guess he is hiding somewhere at this moment, feeling extremely annoyed and troubled by the choices left by his deceased wife.

"My Demon Father" is still written too brightly!

Luke almost cursed the devil's ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Becoming a god will solve all problems." Feather Pen took a half step forward and helped him press down a strand of hair that was sticking up. "Now is the best time. Strike while the iron is hot and integrate the Demon Realm in a short period of time."

Previously, the demon clan’s faith mainly came from their fiefdoms, which was very limited compared to the entire demon clan’s territory.

"Return to the ancestors, chopping the tree of life with a sword, and your bonus in many aspects such as the terminal movie, it is not difficult to gather faith. There is only one obstacle at the moment..."

"It's still the devil." Luke said.

Those forces that fear and support the Demon King will never switch sides easily. It's not because they are so loyal, but they are simply worried about retaliation after making the wrong bet.

Now most of them choose to keep a low profile and try to wait and see what happens.

The best example of this is that many people today give expensive gifts to banquets without attending in person.

"We must break their illusions that the Demon King can make a comeback." Luke held the railing and looked into the distance: "Only then can they sincerely acknowledge my absolute status."

After an unknown amount of time, the cumulus clouds were blown away.

Under the starry sky, he suddenly revealed a sly smile: "Let's play rogue, okay?"

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As the only large-scale war that has broken out in recent decades, although it has ended for less than half a month, the popularity of related news continues to rise every day.

Some of the people who managed to survive in the Holy Court will be judged in the middle of the month.

The local church that helped the Holy See send young children to the inner court to be raised as sacrifices in the name of blessing was completely wiped out.

One third of the wealth plundered by the Holy Court in the past was distributed to the fallen soldiers, another part was used to set up scholarships for the magic inscription major, and another part was transferred to Luke's account according to the pre-war contract.

Luke used the inheritance left by his mother to co-found the first entertainment company with Karen, and is currently holding auditions for the entire nation.

Film teams formed within the month in various regions also sprang up like mushrooms after rain. Among them, the Music House project attracted bards from all over the country, and a hundred flowers bloomed at once.

Compared with war and fighting, entertainment has gradually become a more attractive point for everyone.

In short, the topic is different every day.

The discussion volume of any one of the terms such as #Luke's Cultivation System#, #Necromancer#, #Tree of Life# can exceed 100 million. In such a spectacular upsurge, once a new topic appears, it will directly jump to the top of the community discussion list.

#Wanted Order#.

Luke officially issued the highest wanted order for the Demon King. Anyone who provides information on the Demon King's whereabouts will be rewarded with billions of gold coins once confirmed.

Not only did he announce it through the network system, he also issued an iron-blooded order in the Demon Realm:

Anyone who dares to harbor and protect the devil will be sentenced to death.

Anyone who dares to provide assistance to the devil will be sentenced to death.

For the sake of money, many speculators tried to fabricate false news to get rewards, but they were identified by Luke's art of truth identification. After a while, no one dared to fabricate false news again.

New reporting mailboxes were added in various places. As long as the terminal number was left, anonymous reports could be made. In the massive wave of reporting, all races, including the Demon Realm, gradually accepted a fact:

The Demon King was defeated and expelled from the demon clan by Luke, and was being hunted down.

In a town near the border of the human domain, in a dark alley on the street, a blood-red figure walked out of the torn space.

The sound of discussion from the corner shop drifted over.

"The former Demon King was so dignified, but he ended up being hunted down."

"He's already a former demon king."

"Well, but the Demon Realm doesn't seem to have held a succession ceremony for the new Demon King."

"Is there any difference? They have already started publicly hunting for the former Demon King."

"It must be true, otherwise why didn't the former Demon King come out to respond? If the former Demon King doesn't come out to respond, it's basically confirmed."

Hammer than the Dwarf Hammer.

This sentence attracted countless approvals.

The blood-red figure in the dark alley paused slightly: "..."

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Excerpt from Luke's diary:

Because Alec died too early, and the others were preparing to change their ethical relationships, I didn't have the chance to write "My Half Brother".

The diary is originally called "My Wandering Diary".

Opening:

After wandering for a year and a half, I became the new devil.

Alex gave a thumbs up.

...The devil passed by and left a report.

Fifty small red envelopes will be randomly dropped, love you~