◎It's another day of brotherly love and respect◎
Demon's Palace, Night.
Tok sat in front of the bed in the wooden house, lowering his eyes and writing and drawing seriously in the account book.
Since joining the army, his daily life has become busy and fulfilling.
Although the promise of "defeating Alex will make you the vanguard in attacking the Lich Tribe" has become invalid after the Lich Tribe was wiped out by Tono, Tok was not discouraged. He still worked hard to improve his strength and looked forward to fighting for the king one day in the future.
As the Demon Ceremony got closer, the atmosphere in the army became more solemn. Considering that there would be a lot of demons coming to the Demon King's Palace, it was difficult to guarantee that there would not be fights or even thefts. The demon soldiers were training hard, fearing that they would cause trouble for the King because they were too weak.
Tok, who had experience in research and development, spent nearly a month, with the help of Army Captain Arabella and Industry Captain Tiechui, to create a small round magic weapon - this magic weapon can engrave rule magic runes. Once a demon breaks the rules within the detection range, it will emit a sharp alarm and notify nearby demon soldiers through the account book.
After handing the prototype of the magic weapon to Warren, Warren was amazed. He touched Tok's head and praised him several times. He immediately agreed to the suggestion of mass production and installation near the Demon King's Palace, and gave the naming rights to Tok.
Tok raised his tail excitedly, obviously having thought about it long ago: "Let's call it the Eye of the Devil!"
Warren: “…”
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He immediately regretted agreeing to Toke any name he wanted, but the matter was done, so he had to agree shamefully. He pinched Toke's tail lightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and sent him to investigate the location of the 'Devil's Eye' in front of and behind the Demon King's Palace and the number of 'Devil's Eye' that needed to be forged.
After several days of careful inspection, Tok drew a detailed map of the Demon King's Palace in his account book and carefully marked the location and height of each Demon King's Eye.
This job required both patience and careful calculations. Tok deliberately stayed in his room at night to do it in order to get a quiet environment for thinking. Although he did not hate the magic soldiers and even liked their warm hearts, he had to admit that those guys were too noisy.
“Hooha!”
Tono was covered in animal skins, jumping from the door to the head of the bed, making strange noises from time to time.
"I am the evil Scar! I will kill Mufasa! Roar, roar, roar!"
Tok covered his ears and endured it again and again, using magic to control the thin wooden sticks to write on the account board. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, put the account board on the table next to him, carefully put away all the fragile items and food, folded the fragile clothes that were not enchanted and stuffed them into the closet, looked around to make sure there was no problem, picked up the straw pillow and threw it at Tono: "You're making so much noise!"
Tono fought back without giving in. While fighting, he continued to recite his lines with great emotion: "Even if you are my biological brother, I will kill you for the throne! I will collude with the hyenas in the elephant cemetery and pin the blame of your death on your cub Simba. Drive him away and let me become the most respected new king on the grassland! Ah, long live Scar!"
"That's enough!" Tok used a quilt to wrap his overly dramatic brother like a cicada pupa, "It's too noisy!"
Tono fluttered in the quilt for a long time before he managed to poke his messy head out.
Considering the bearing capacity of the wooden house, the two of them fought with great restraint, neither of them used magic power, just the simplest hand-to-hand combat.
However, even so, Tono, who had never received any combat training since childhood, could not beat Tok, who had been in the army for nearly half a year. He glared at him angrily and was very depressed: "If the two of us compete in curse magic, I will definitely be much better than you!"
Tok shrugged nonchalantly, and soon loosened his grip, allowing Tono to lift the quilt and crawl out: "It's been several days, haven't you finished writing the script yet?"
"Almost." Tono curled his lips, glanced at his brother, and cleared his throat. "But since you asked so diligently, if you really want to help, I can give you this opportunity."
Tok stared at him expressionlessly.
"Help me write the script on the account board," Tono pretended not to notice his brother's resistance and disgust, and forced the thin wooden pen into his hand, adding a little weakly, "I'll buy you a lollipop."
After obtaining the sweet fruit from the trade with the small and medium demons, the Demon King's Palace specially reclaimed a piece of land to plant sweet fruit trees. Although the sweet fruit itself is so sweet that it chokes the throat, almost all demons love to drink the magma slime bubble tea with sweet juice.
Recently, inspired by the oil extraction from black beans, chefs boiled and squeezed sweet fruit, assisted by essence magic, and finally obtained sweet and crystal granules, which were named candy by the king and soon replaced French fries to become the new favorite of the demons.
"I want two." Tok put his hands on his hips.
Tono: "Deal."
Both brothers knew that Tok agreed to help not for the two lollipops, but because Tono, who had just learned Magic Rune, was unable to complete the writing of the script by himself, but neither of them pointed it out. Tok picked up the accounting board, listened to Tono's dictation, and copied the script stroke by stroke.
Perhaps it was the experience of playing the role of a naive person all the time that changed Tono. Not only did he have outstanding acting skills, he was also gifted in shaping lines and controlling the plot. He told Toke the story vividly, and Toke, who was just helping, couldn't help but listen attentively, as if he was back to watching the movie a few days ago, immersed in the fantastic and magnificent animal world.
"Finally, Simba became the new generation of Lion King, and the animals on the grassland lived a happy life."
After Toke finished writing the last sentence, the corners of his lips slightly raised. His already relaxed mood in front of his brother became even more relaxed. Just as he was about to put down his pen, he heard Tono continue to speak with great interest:
“Then, bang! The music became tense and rapid, and a wisp of black smoke suddenly appeared in the land where Scar was buried, and Mufasa’s soul emerged from the soil - it turned out that everything was Mufasa’s conspiracy! In order to temper his son, he killed Scar, disguised himself as his brother, drove Simba away, and waited for the moment when he would avenge himself - ah ah ah, why did you hit me!"
Tok couldn't stand it any longer: "Don't act recklessly!!!"
The patrolling demon soldiers passed by the wooden house and heard the noise of fighting inside, and smiled knowingly.
It's another day of brotherly love and respect.
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"Want some candy?"
Warren peeled a candy and handed it to Feiwu in front of him, then he took out the chocolate and took a big bite in a very ungraceful manner.
"You all seem to like eating a lot lately - I think chocolate is more delicious!"
Feiwu took the candy and stuffed his mouth full.
After returning from the Forbidden Plains, he looked thinner but in good spirits, with a sharp light in his eyes. He handed the tightly clenched account book to the Demon King with both hands.
"After the Demon Feast is over, I want to quit the army," he whispered, his attitude firm, but he was obviously worried that he would cause trouble for the king. He observed the king's expression anxiously, "I want to form a special research team to study the magical abilities and hidden uses of each food and monster in depth to prevent the tragedy of the Winged Demons from happening again."
After discussing with the Demon King, Fei Wu hurried to the Forbidden Plain, found the white apricot fruits, ate a few, and tried to use magic to link the magic fluctuations of the white apricot fruits.
He discovered that the magic fluctuations of the white apricot fruit had many similarities with those of the strange vines, so he used magic words to construct a magic circle to simulate the magic fluctuations, and was shocked to find that the strange vines really stopped attacking him.
The truth was so simple, but it caused hundreds of winged demons to lose their lives.
Fei Wu found it hard to accept this fact.
He returned to the Demon King's Palace and continued to lead the team in training, hunting, and patrolling in silence, but he could no longer find his original state of mind. After several sleepless nights, he looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, silently reciting the names of every dead winged demon in his heart, and then made a resolute decision to return to the tree house and began to write a plan for forming a research team for the Demon King's Palace.
He joined the army in the past, not only because he had a bad temper and really liked to beat people, but also because of his experience with the Winged Demon Tribe, which made him hate his own weakness.
But now, he has something he wants to do more. He hopes that he can understand the use of each plant, analyze the pros and cons of each plant, and through these studies, provide protection for the demons in the Demon King's Palace, so that such a tragedy of genocide will never happen again in the Demon Realm.
However, Fei Wu did not write about his own insights or visions in the plan. He only wrote down in detail the magic fluctuations of the white apricot fruit and the structure and efficacy of the corresponding magic circle. He then planned the research team's recruitment method, working methods and the next plant species to be studied. He also secretly mentioned that the research content could be taught to all demons in a teaching manner.
Warren read it carefully, looked at the Winged Demon in front of him, who was much calmer and more stable than before, and smiled slightly: "It's a good plan, I agree. During this time, let's examine the abilities of the members of your assault team and see who can take over your position."
Although he guessed that the Demon King would agree, Feiwu still raised his tail happily after receiving the approval, his eyes sparkling: "My King, I will try my best!"
"I believe you," Warren smiled, looking down at the plan on the account board, "However, isn't the recruitment method you prepared for the research team a bit too difficult? Three full marks in magic exams and five full marks in math exams. Hmm, there seem to be less than ten demons in the Demon King's Palace who can achieve this result?"
Besides, these ten demons all have their own formal jobs, so it is unlikely that they would choose to join the research team.
"If you can't even achieve this, how can you join the research team!" Fei Wu raised his chin and snorted arrogantly, "Don't worry, my king, my research team will definitely be the smartest team in the entire Demon King's Palace. If anyone dares to fail the exam after joining the research team, I will throw him out from the top of the Demon King's Palace with a hoop!"
Warren: “…”
Well, he thought helplessly, no matter how steady he looked, Feiwu was still the grumpy old pigeon that would cry loudly because he couldn't teach Nightmare Math.
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