◎You? Being the ghost?◎
One month later. Demon King's Palace.
"Your Majesty, I think I can handle this task."
"I can use a variety of camouflage magic and have experience in hiding my whereabouts. I have just arrived at the Demon King's Palace and am not familiar with other demons. I have not joined any work team yet, so no demon will notice my sudden disappearance."
The little lich Tono nervously tugged at his sleeves, trying to organize his words.
"Also, I have the ability to transform into gray mist, which can enhance the terrifying atmosphere—"
"—what are you talking to yourself about, to the wall?"
Tok's voice suddenly sounded, and Tono jumped up in fright. He turned around and stared at Tok who had walked into the room at some point.
"Didn't you go to training?" He raised his voice in anger, "Why are you back now? Were you fired by Captain Wata?"
Tok glanced at him, his expression unchanged: "I came back to get the account board, which contains the registration form for the Hundred Demons Carnival."
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"Oh, the accounting board is on the table." Tono rolled his eyes, using sarcasm to cover up his discomfort. "How can the king allow you to work when you are so careless?"
He walked to the desk, picked up the account board, swiped a few times, switched to the registration form interface, filled in his name and intention, and clicked send.
Watching his brother's smooth movements, Tono showed a hint of envy in his eyes. He cleared his throat and asked in a nonchalant manner, "What project did you sign up for?"
"The spirit behind me." Tok put down the slate and answered calmly.
Tono was stunned.
Based on his observations over the past month, although his brother Tok looked like a normal child, he still had many sequelae of abuse, such as being silent, trembling unconsciously and even having difficulty breathing in a dark, small, enclosed space, and being wary of and rejecting all demons that approached him.
During the time he lived with Tok, Tok would set up at least ten magic circles next to his bed every night. One night, when he got out of bed to drink water, he accidentally got a little closer to Tok's bed and was almost shocked to vomit blood by the rebound force of the magic circle.
"You? Being a back spirit?" He repeated in disbelief, "You know that a back spirit has to stick closely to other demons, right?"
Tok shrugged. "I applied to be the king's backstage spirit."
“…”
Tono choked.
With a disgusted pout, he lowered his head and continued to look at the multiplication formula written on the slate, no longer paying attention to his brother.
More than a month ago.
The lich clan underwent a huge change. Hundreds of liches left their clan and set out on the road to the Demon King's Palace.
Tono, who killed the lich chieftain Feko, was the leader of the fleeing liches. It was he who made the decision to go to the Demon King's Palace, but he had little communication with the liches along the way.
For Tono, the act of destroying the clan's land meant a complete break between himself and the Lich Clan. If it weren't for Lawton bringing the news about Tok, he would have never planned to survive this day.
Most of the liches were still immersed in their anger towards Feko and guilt towards Tok, and had no idea how to get along with the evil Tono. They followed behind Tono silently, like a group of zombies. Even the few liches who had supported Tono and even participated in Tono's secret plan were shocked by Tono's ruthlessness in directly exterminating the clan, and silently protected the lich cubs at the end of the team.
The incident happened suddenly and they didn't even have time to bring food. Their morale was also low, so let alone hunting, it was difficult for them to even reach the Demon King's palace safely with such a scattered formation.
Fortunately, less than two days after they left their tribe, and had traveled about a quarter of the way, they met a team of demon soldiers who came to support them.
"We are following the king's orders to take you back to the Demon King's Palace," said the demon soldier Alex, sitting on his demon beast mount, in a sonorous and powerful voice, "Also, who is Tono? Your brother is looking for you."
Tono suddenly looked up and met the expressionless Toke's eyes, and they were both stunned.
Jumping off his mount, Tok stuffed a bag of popcorn he had bought at the grocery store before leaving into his brother's arms, looked him up and down, and after a moment, smiled with his lips curved.
Tono, who was originally feeling mixed emotions, frowned subconsciously: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing," Toke tilted his head, "I just think my previous worries were unnecessary."
Tono in front of him was covered in dust due to two days of running around. His expression was gloomy and dull, his hair was stuck with blood, and he obviously had not washed after the battle. He emitted a pungent odor.
The king doesn't like dirty kids, Tok thought proudly. Children like him who love cleanliness and are well-behaved and obedient are the king's treasures!
Although he didn't understand what Tonk was saying, he could still hear the disdain in his subtle tone. His complicated emotions were immediately replaced by anger. Tonk clenched his fists, cleaned himself up with a cleaning spell, glared at his brother, and snorted, "I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so short."
Tok gritted his teeth in anger: "I'm only a few centimeters shorter than you! You stinky guy!"
The two of them stood there, arguing fiercely. They were so angry that they even spoke in baby voices and yelled at each other.
"Wow," Alec watched in amazement, "This is the first time I see Tok so lively. He usually doesn't talk much."
The lich who was queuing for a relief meal looked over, quickly lowered his eyes, and said nothing, but just echoed in his heart.
It was also the first time that he saw Tono letting himself go like this - not the innocent one pretending to be naive, nor the twisted madness of wanting to die together with all the liches, but after unloading the burden, he was like a real cub, bickering and quarreling with his brothers without any scruples because of some strange competitive spirit.
The two little liches quarreled all the way, and neither of them had the intention to pay attention to the other liches. When they returned to the Demon King's Palace, they tacitly abandoned the other liches, got new beds from the logistics team, and moved into Tok's wooden house.
As for the other liches, they did not join the Demon Palace as a tribe like the Nightmare Demons or Winged Demons, but were dispersed and arranged in the dormitory area of the wandering demons.
"I allowed the Nightmare Demons to join the Demon King's Palace directly after passing the assessment and have their own settlement because you are a united group that can bring positive cohesion to the Demon King's Palace."
After Sur expressed his concern that "the Lich Clan, one of the four major clans in the Demon Realm, joining the Demon Palace in this way would cause dissatisfaction among the other three clans," Warren explained calmly.
"The hearts of the liches have been scattered. They don't even recognize the liches anymore, let alone cooperating with the tribesmen and devoting themselves to study and work. It would be better to let them all dig stones to calm down - and the liches have a high affinity for magic, so they can dig up a lot of rare minerals."
Soul nodded in conviction.
As Warren expected, the liches had no objection to this arrangement.
Feko died tragically, the clan's land was destroyed, and the murderer was Tono, their pampered cub. This incident was too much of a shock to the liches. Their spiritual pillars completely collapsed, and the last bit of trust in their clansmen was also gone. Being assigned to a dormitory mixed with other demons to dig stones every day was actually a relief for them.
Up to now, a whole month has passed.
Many liches have recovered from the bad news and are studying mathematics and magic writing in the Demon King's Palace, preparing to apply for other positions. In front of the wooden houses of Tok and Tono, there are often many exquisitely wrapped gifts. They are all kinds of snacks and toys that the liches bought with the money from mining, and they are secretly sent at night.
When Tok saw the gift for the first time, he felt nothing at all, as if it was something that Lao Dun and the others had given him. He picked it up and was about to throw it into the lava lake, but was stopped by Tono.
"Why are you throwing it away? It's such a waste," Tono collected the gifts, unwrapped them, and sorted them into the storage box in the wooden house. "It's free anyway, why not throw it away?"
Tok: “?”
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The members of the Demon Patrol who were passing by heard the quarrel in the wooden house from afar and showed a familiar expression: "They are fighting again."
"As for the cub," another demon soldier spread his hands, "it's a good thing to be lively."
They walked away chatting, their backs gradually disappearing at the end of the path. As time passed, the light and shadow on the gravel road slowly changed. Warren, wearing an ink-colored robe, walked leisurely from a distance, followed by a restrained little lich.
"In short," Tono nervously finished a long list of self-recommendations that he had already practiced, took a deep breath, and dug his nails into his palms, "I think I can be competent for the role of the hanged ghost in the Hundred Ghosts Carnival..."
His heart was pounding as he looked at the Demon King cautiously. His confidence, which was originally 90%, now dropped to less than 30%.
Although he had been in the Demon King's Palace for some time, Tono had actually only met the Demon King twice. When he first arrived, the Demon King came to ask about his physical condition and agreed to Tok's application to let him live in the wooden house. Then, there was a small class of the Demon King, and he sat among the demons and listened to the Demon King telling stories to everyone.
In other words, he didn't know much about the Demon King. He just heard Tok praising the Demon King's wisdom, bravery, tolerance and intelligence almost every day. In addition, he was really interested in this activity, so he had the courage to approach Warren directly.
"No problem," Warren smiled and touched Tono's head, curling his fingers slightly. He sighed in his heart that Tono's hair quality was much better than his brother Toke's. "The Hundred Demons Carnival is a festival for everyone to have fun together. I only notified the demon soldiers to sign up for the role-playing mission because I was worried that the frightened demons would get excited and take action. If they are not strong enough, they may get injured."
Tono nodded obediently.
He has played the role of a silly and innocent person for so many years, and his ability to act cute is absolutely invincible. He looked at the devil with his round, bright eyes, with admiration on his face.
Warren pinched the back of his neck in amusement. "Did you see Tok hiding in the back and wanted to deliberately anger him? Tonight's math class will start in five minutes. You know that your brother's math and magic scores are both full marks, right?"
Tono's face suddenly turned bitter.
Why do such terrible problems as addition, subtraction, multiplication and division exist in the world!
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