◎The bamboo bear cubs cheered and rushed towards him◎
When Warren leisurely returned to the Takekuma Village, Sur and Silvester flew into the air and were looking into the distance worriedly. When they saw their king coming back, they breathed a sigh of relief and rushed over hurriedly.
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Warren rubbed the Nightmare Demon's head, patted the Fallen Angel's shoulder, and smiled happily, "But the Beast King and the God King probably broke up."
He cleared his throat and briefly told Sol and Silvester what had just happened.
Sur opened his eyes wide in surprise, unable to understand the Beast King's behavior: "Why is this happening? The Demon Realm is adjacent to the Beast Realm, shouldn't the Beast King beg the God King for help? If he drives the God King away, how can he fight against us demons?"
As they talked, they landed inside the Takekuma Village.
The bamboo bears placed bamboo tubes filled with sweet bamboo juice on the wooden table to entertain the three guests from the Demon Realm.
Warren thanked him with his eyes squinting, sat on the tree stump, tasted a sip of the sweet bamboo juice, and praised it for being delicious.
Putting down the bamboo tube, he answered Sur's doubts: "Of course the Beast King is concerned about the invasion of the Beast Realm by the Demons, but he cares more about his own status."
Sur was stunned for a moment, and this time he finally understood what the Demon King meant. His eyes widened even more: "Is he afraid that fighting with you will get him hurt, and then he will be overthrown by other orcs? How can he be so stupid!"
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"Are the orcs still fighting among themselves at this critical moment when the enemy is approaching?" Silvester didn't understand. "And even if he doesn't take action, there's no need to stop the God King from taking action."
This time, it was not Warren who answered him, but the chief of the Bamboo Bear tribe who was also listening to their conversation at the side.
"I have some idea as to why the Beast King would do this."
Chief Bamboo Bear said.
"This Black Bear Beast King was originally the most trusted general of the previous Golden Lion Beast King. Until more than a year ago, when the Black Eagle tribe rebelled, the Golden Lion Beast King personally led the army to suppress the rebellion and killed the Black Eagle tribe leader, but he was also injured."
"In fact, the Golden Lion Beast King's injuries were not very serious. If he could return to the Imperial Capital to heal, he would have recovered in a few months. But Black Bear took advantage of his injury to launch a surprise attack, directly controlled the Imperial Capital, killed the Golden Lion Beast King, and eventually became the new generation of Beast King."
Warren nodded, with a hint of disdain in his tone: "Black Bear himself is a traitor, of course he won't trust other orcs. Unless he is forced into a desperate situation, he will never dare to risk serious injury to fight against me. He is even afraid that the God King will anger me."
Soul and Silvester finally understood what was going on and grimaced in disgust.
"Fortunately, we are not orcs," Silvester said thankfully, "It is unfortunate that there is such a beast king. The orcs are too unlucky."
Chief Bamboo Bear: "..."
He nibbled on the sweet bamboo in frustration.
If it was before, even if he didn't dare to talk back to her face, he would definitely mutter something like "The Demon King is not that strong" in his heart.
But the battle between Warren and the God King just now and their subsequent discussion made the Bamboo Bear Chief realize that this beautiful-looking silver-haired demon was actually the Demon King. He was speechless and even the sweet bamboo, which was always the most delicious, became sour.
This demon king is not only gentle and friendly, he does not even use his power to oppress the Bamboo Bear Clan. Moreover, when fighting with the God King, he actually sends his demon subordinates to a safe place first!
Why can’t their animal world have such an outstanding Beast King!
"Don't worry, the demons have no plans to invade the beast world at the moment," Warren couldn't help but laugh, and he tilted his head to comfort Chief Bamboo Bear, "We just want to do some business in peace and stability, and find some crops that can be grown in the demon realm."
It was almost dusk, and he was planning to take Sur and Silves back to the Demon Realm, but the bamboo bears stopped him enthusiastically: "Eat something before you go, we'll cook bamboo rat soup tonight!"
In Bamboo Bear's opinion, they only gave away a few sweet bamboo seedlings, but received precious pottery jars. Sul also taught them how to cook broth, which was a bit too much of a bargain.
What’s more, the guests have come from afar, how can they leave without having a meal?
Soul and Silvester looked at Warren inquiringly.
Warren hesitated.
Although the food from the beast world is not harmful to the demons, it does not contain dark energy and cannot replenish the demons' strength. At most, it can be considered a novelty.
Besides, he had been out strolling the whole day today, and there must be a lot of documents piled up in the Demon King's Palace. The Demon Realm also needed to rearrange its next plan for expelling the God King from the Beast Realm, so time was not flexible.
Thinking of this, Warren was about to refuse, when he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye a round black and white fur ball rolling down the hillside not far away, and it fell flat on the ground, revealing its furry white belly.
His eyes lit up: "Is that a bamboo bear cub?"
Even though he was sure that the demons had no ill intentions, seeing Warren's eyes shining, Chief Bamboo Bear still felt a little uneasy: "Uh, yeah?"
"Thank you for your help. We will stay here and have dinner tonight before leaving." Warren made a prompt decision.
He disappeared right where he was. Half a minute later, he brought back a big bag full of fruit. He approached the cubs with a smile and said, "Would you like some snacks?"
The cubs cheered and rushed towards him.
Warren distributed the fruits to the bamboo bear cubs, picked up a cub in his arms, and happily kneaded his soft and milky fur. The little bamboo bear sat steadily, holding the fruit with his two paws and chewing it, completely attracted by the food, and did not reject the touch of the strange demon at all.
Not far away, Chief Bamboo Bear sighed with a look of vicissitudes.
"I'm sorry, you guys are so greedy," he looked at Sur beside him, "Can you exchange that bag of fruit for ten sweet bamboos?"
Sur waved his hand: "No need, that is a gift from our king to the cubs - he has always loved cubs the most."
"Or rather, the king likes races that feel good to the touch," Silvester said with a hint of sadness, "Why don't the Fallen Angels have a fluffy form? Even if they are as elastic as the Slime Demon, it would be fine."
"We Nightmare Demons also have good touches," Sur raised his head proudly, "The King often touches my head!"
Silvester snorted. He was always a calm person, but when it came to the most important topic, he couldn't help but argue with Soul: "That's obviously because you nightmare demons are shorter!"
Listening to the two demons arguing over whose hand felt better, the bamboo bear chief was completely confused and gnawed on the sweet bamboo silently. Thinking about how the bamboo bears had always been furry since they were young, he suddenly tilted his head.
They, the Bamboo Bear Clan, are absolutely the best when it comes to rua!
Sur and the bamboo bears set up a clay pot together, made a fire and boiled water, poured the processed bamboo rats into it, and started to cook.
Silvester, who had no interest in the bland bamboo rat soup, took out a box of popcorn from his personal space and ate it while observing the nearby plants, trying to see if he could find any species he had not discovered before.
The aroma of caramel popcorn floated in the air with the breeze. The bamboo bears couldn't help but curl their noses. They turned their heads to look at the box in Silvester's hand and swallowed their saliva.
Having been warned by Sur not to eat the food from the Demon Realm, they did not dare to try it, but the smell was so delicious that they could not ignore it at all.
"Sul, what is that?" Takekuma Hanamatsu asked the Nightmare Demon in a low voice, "Is it the fruit of your demon clan?"
"No, it's popcorn," Soul spread his hands, "made from black beans. We demons often eat this kind of snack when we watch performances or listen to stories in the square at night."
"Watch a performance or listen to a story?" The bamboo bears opened their eyes wide and couldn't help asking about these unfamiliar words. Although they didn't understand the meaning of these words, they felt a yearning from the bottom of their hearts.
"Yes, we have a special art troupe in the Demon Realm. Every once in a while, they hold performances in the Magma Square of the Royal City. It's very interesting," Suer said enthusiastically. "Every time they do, demons from all over the Demon Realm will go to watch."
"Demons from all over the Demon Realm?" A bamboo bear asked quietly behind Sur, "But how do demons from other places get to the royal city? Do they have to travel for more than half a month with their families just to watch a show?"
Sur was startled by the bamboo bear that suddenly appeared. He turned around and realized from the bamboo leaves the bamboo bear was holding that this bamboo bear was the rebellious little bear Huabai who had retorted to him at the beginning.
Seeing the pure curiosity on Huabai's face, she was not angry, but was a little surprised that this bamboo bear was quite powerful.
Although her power would be suppressed in the beast world and she had not been alert just now, it was a remarkable achievement that he could approach her silently - if she remembered correctly, the chief of the Bamboo Bear tribe had mentioned that Huabai had just turned ten years old this year. Even in the beast tribe where the average life expectancy is very short, he is still just a young boy who has just left the status of a cub.
"We have a space teleportation array. As long as we activate the magic array, we can be teleported to a place thousands of miles away," Suer explained, "We only need to pay a copper coin, and all the demons can quickly come to the royal city and go back after watching the show."
The bamboo bears all exclaimed "Wow" in unison, imagining that they would be instantly teleported thousands of miles away after stepping into a magic circle, with unconcealable longing on their faces.
"Come to think of it, the fallen angel over there was the main force behind the development of the space teleportation array," Soul smiled and pointed at Silvester who was squatting on the ground not far away and digging plants. "It's a pity that dark magic is very different from your magic, otherwise you could ask him for some knowledge about space magic."
In order to avoid revealing too many secrets of the Demon Realm, she did not elaborate on the space array. She just smiled and led the bamboo bears to shift the topic to the cultural performance. Then she happily taught them to sing a song that all demons can sing, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star".
Thinking she had accomplished the task assigned to her by the Demon King to establish a friendly image for the Demon Realm, after returning to the Royal City at night, Sul was still excitedly thinking about what gifts she should bring to the bamboo bears next time.
An introductory math book sounds great?
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