Chapter 45 Chapter 45 The devil is shocked: How could the little angel be so...
Nora slowly opened her eyes wide in disbelief. It used its three heads to express completely different expressions of shock and confusion.
What the hell?
What is a cat?
Are you talking about it?!
Owner? ? ! !
Nora was about to roar.
The wind of the Crimson Hell roared along with it, and the sky and earth were connected into a line, gathering into dark clouds under the fluctuation of magic power.
But the next second, it was easily dispelled by Frog.
The little angel was pushed over by Frog.
Frog's scarlet eyes looked over in the same way.
Just one glance and Nora paused.
As if dreaming back to the past——
Of course, this was not the time when it was dominating the area, but the time when it was ungrateful and was beaten by Frog, who had not yet been crowned as the arrogant monarch.
This guy has been a typical brutal demon since he led the army to rise.
After smashing up all the small hills, we have the Scarlet Hell we have today.
Nora tried hard to suppress her roar, her eyes widened and her anger subsided.
Frog doesn't like to play with you.
He is usually so arrogant that he doesn't take you seriously, but once you cross the line, he will not allow anyone to bypass his disregard and trample on his majesty.
In a word, don't provoke him if you can avoid it.
Don't make him angry.
Okay, okay.
Isn't it just a cat?
Oh.
It's just a title - Tiger Lord, can it really be because of this title...
The little angel's wings were trembling slightly behind him, and mist continued to gather in his big blue eyes. He didn't say anything at this moment, but he couldn't hold back the tears when he thought about it.
The little guy pursed his lips stubbornly and raised his hand to wipe away his tears again and again.
Nora: ...
Nora: …………
What did you do?! You really made me cry!
Nora refrained from moving.
The little angel fell into Nora's soft fur so smoothly.
The little body, tense from being held in the big devil's arms, relaxed a little.
Nora poked the little guy with her head, which was adorned with ice-blue gems, in suspicion.
The little angel raised her eyes, her eye circles still red, holding the fruit with a few small teeth marks on it, and her voice sounded hoarse than before.
"Cat."
Nora: ...
"Ah-mi."
Okay, okay, okay, it's just a coward. There's nothing wrong with it submitting to an arrogant monarch, right?
Nora's tabby ears moved back and forth to attract the attention of the little angel who had rarely seen the outside world.
He moved while spitting on himself.
So why does a top-level ferocious beast like it have to do things like coaxing children?
Please don't make this little guy cry before you come to clean up after him, okay?!
The most important thing is - if the rumor continues to spread like this, the three-headed tiger will really turn into a three-headed cat!!!
Tiger is very irritable.
Tiger was furious.
Tiger - Dare to be angry but dare not speak.
It seems to be effective.
Frog stood by, chin slightly raised, watching quietly.
At least I'm not crying anymore.
The crying just now was so intense that it seemed to drown the demon world, which really made Frog feel at a loss.
Frog half-crouched down, and the half-human-high black longbow slowly dissipated.
The half-length military cloak falls down behind her and drags on the ground, creating a relatively private space for the little angel.
The red vertical pupils were calm and smiled for a moment.
He reached out and poked the little angel's cheek.
"I'm saying you're a little hard to appease. You almost gave me a hard time. I really don't know what's going on in your little head."
Although the devil tried to restrain his strength.
But he still poked the little angel and knocked him down.
Nora straightened up slightly and stretched out her huge claws.
He boldly pressed Frog's hand down.
Stop poking—stop poking—if you keep poking her, she’ll cry, who’ll comfort her?
We can't let this little guy watch 'cats' this time, right?
The fair and tender cheeks turned a little red after being poked.
An Feng looked at Frog.
He just doesn't know what's going on in the minds of these big demons, okay?
The fight broke out suddenly, and it was a simple life-and-death battle.
Are all you demons so crazy?
The little angel opened his mouth.
Shut up, little angel.
The little angel held Guoguo in his arms, and seemed to be frightened by the big devil's magic. In the end, he didn't say anything and stopped crying, but he was still a little depressed - it was rare to see such a well-behaved child in the demon world.
Frog didn't say anything. He raised his hand and pushed the fruit in the little guy's arms towards the little guy's mouth.
Looking at it again, I felt that the tattered angel robe was very annoying.
And this little guy is so delicate and small.
Soft and light.
When I picked it up, I was worried that I would accidentally crush it to death.
I feel like it would be very difficult to raise, the kind of little thing that would die if not properly cared for.
Could it be that Heaven thought this little thing was difficult to raise and that’s why he threw it down?
Frog watched An Feng take another bite of the fruit.
He spoke.
"No name?"
What?
An Feng looked up in confusion.
I hadn't expected the other party to ask this and was unable to react for a moment.
"Then I'll give you a name—" Speaking of naming, Frog suddenly became excited, with a look of disdain and arrogance towards Heaven. "How about Feihei?"
A combination of scarlet hell and dark magic.
What could be more ironic than a little angel yelling this?
Nora: ...
An Feng:......
Nora: …………Tigress is so thankful that he had his own name when he first met his master.
so--
What are you satisfied with?!
What satisfaction do you have with such a name?
You've been hiding it for so long, and now you're finally revealing the fact that you're terrible at naming, right? Right?!
An Feng was completely shocked by the name.
Speak quickly before the other party makes a decision.
"I have a name. I have my own name. I am the Battle Angel, An Feng..."
And after the first name, the last name given by Heaven, the little angel paused, serious and firm.
"My name is An Feng."
"Why?"
Frog spoke casually.
"Is that a better name than the one I chose?"
The sin of pride.
He never cared about other people's feelings and never thought anything was above him.
He saw and controlled everything, yet looked down on everything without a trace of emotion - and obviously looked down on any name other than the one he had given it.
Nora: What are you talking about?! It's obviously much better, okay?
"Eat quickly."
But Frog didn't dwell on this matter too much.
Just urging the little angel to eat the fruit.
An Feng saw a kind of worry in his eyes - as if he was feeding some small pet that he was interested in, as if his life would be in danger if he ate one less bite.
An Feng didn't quite understand where Frog's illusion came from.
Although he is now weak, he is still a battle angel.
But An Feng still leaned on the cat obediently, lowered his little head and ate the fruit bite by bite.
As the power seeped in, An Feng stood up, turned his head and looked, and the little wings behind him trembled slightly.
A few soft white feathers broke through the constraints of the quills and grew out tremblingly.
Although it looks a bit dilapidated.
But it looks much better now than before.
Frog watched from the side and saw that if they were fed the right things, they would grow very fast.
He experienced some joy in nurturing this little angel, whom he had not been interested in before.
But one fruit is still too little——
Is there anything in the demon world that can feed him?
Frog thought.
As An Feng tentatively took a few steps towards him.
Those red eyes looked over quietly.
"do what?"
"I'll give it back to you."
The little angel looked at him carefully.
There is no free benefit.
An Feng has always understood this truth.
"I'll try to pay it back to you later. I'll remember it."
How funny.
This little guy who was only as tall as his knees made a promise to the devil?
Frog slowly raised the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and shook his shoulders slightly. He started laughing and gradually became more unbridled, his red eyes flickering.
Just a fruit?
He doesn't need this fruit.
If a favor is to be repaid, the arrogant monarch does not think that anything can be done to repay the favor he has given.
so--
"unnecessary."
Frog stood up and picked up the little angel again.
In just two days, he had become very adept at carrying it.
And compared to holding something in your arms, you don’t need to be as careful when lifting it.
An Feng's little wings flapped instinctively, and he held her obediently in his hands.
This time, they returned to the palace of the Scarlet Demon King City together with the three tigers who doubted Tiger Life.
Gran sat steadily in his chair, seemingly calm.
"Has it been coaxed out?"
He glanced at the little angel being carried.
Frog ignored him and looked at the big demon butler Mo Lu who rushed in from outside. He didn't know what was in his mind, but his expression became more and more ferocious and terrifying.
Free to order.
"Give him a change of clothes."
Frog held the little angel and rocked it back and forth.
In the hands of the big devil, the little guy is like a small pendant, and a battle-damaged one at that.
Those pure eyes raised up and glanced at Mo Lu, as if they had sensed his malice and became slightly alert.
"Ohhhhhhhh!!! Angel!!!??? Oh, my great arrogant monarch..."
"Shut up."
"——Okay, I'll do it right away."
Mo Lu's complaints stopped instantly.
He frowned, pinching his nose as he looked at the little angel in front of him.
Reaching out and trying to take the little guy.
"Need not."
Xiao Anfeng swayed back and forth.
The little wings behind it fluttered and trembled, breaking free from Frog's hands.
It was like a swaying little butterfly, but at least it landed safely.
The little angel looked up at the big devil, and then at the three-headed tiger next to him.
The three-headed tiger who was forced to coax the child finally stood up bravely and followed them.
When no one knows how to coax a child, the one who plays the most has the greater responsibility.
Tiger turns into cat.
Make the tiger's head bald and break its defense.
"So what are you going to do? Just keep it like this?"
When they are not crazy, the two monarchs can still coexist peacefully.
Well, a brief period of peaceful coexistence.
"Are you going to throw him into the abyss?"
Frog didn't even look up.
Gran: ...
"I'm just telling you that your current actions are dangerous."
It made him feel dangerous - considering that a little angel dared to touch his collection directly.
"Oh, right."
Frog looked over again.
Smiled.
"Rather than being jealous of where that guy is hiding, I'd rather be curious about how many similar things you have in your collection."
Gran: ...
"Wait! Wait! What do you want to do?!"
As a fellow Demon Realm monarch, don't you think you're going too far?!
But in fact, as the first person to make the little angel cry, Gran also felt a little subtle and weird, but it’s not that he wouldn’t give it to her.
only--
"So wait a minute, I didn't say I wouldn't show you. Is all you can do?! Stop, I don't want to see that bow of yours. It's giving me a headache!"
On the other side, An Feng had already changed his clothes.
They said they had changed, but there were no clothes for children in the Demon King's Palace.
This outfit was found by Mo Lu's familiar, the crow, from several shops that had close economic ties with the royal family. It was a military-style dress that was made on Frog's coronation day but was never used.
It was the devil's cold, hard, and gorgeous style, with small white wings suddenly appearing and fluttering gently behind it.
Mo Lu was waiting at the door, muttering to himself all the way.
The big dark blue-haired demon is suffering from severe internal friction.
"The expenses are already high enough... and we have to rebuild the palace. Ah, His Majesty, can you please not demolish the palace every time you are in power? The budget will have to be deducted from clothes and food. Oh my God, His Majesty can't even wear the best dresses. When I think about it, I, as a butler, feel heartbroken. Oh, so heartbroken. Later I have to repair the castle, and I am actually preparing clothes for an angel..."
Xiao Anfeng looked over with his eyes wide open.
Eliminate the demon butler.
At this time, officials in the city, including servants from the royal palace, were constantly coming and going.
The smell of demons is everywhere.
Mo Lu noticed the movement behind him and turned around, his face changing from depressed to a standard outward expression.
"Anything else?"
"What should I do next?"
An Feng looked at him and thought.
The pure and holy little angel was almost stained by the devil, and her white and tender little hands were clinging to the door, clasping them tightly nervously.
"What?"
Mo Lu raised his chin, his expression indifferent, hiding the intense activity in his heart. How would I know what you, a little guy, are going to do? I don't understand why an angel would appear here. Ah, this is a mortal enemy from heaven. You must be here undercover, right? And you ask him what he wants to do.
Do you really think he would tell you that confidential information?
"There's nothing here for the angels of heaven to do."
"I am not from heaven, and I was thrown away, and there is no way I can return."
An Feng has calmed down.
Being a battle angel requires not only powerful combat capability, but also emotional stability. If An Feng had not been expelled and abandoned, and almost died, he would not have lost control just now.
It's so small and its voice is so childish.
"Although there are many things I haven't seen before, I can learn. I'm quite strong and can help carry things. As long as you give me clear instructions, I will do my best to complete them. I also know how to shoot arrows - although my bow and arrows are gone now..."
An Feng actually didn't know where he would go next, even though Frog looked quite kind.
He even personally robbed another big demon's collection to feed him.
But no matter what, demons are a cunning and changeable race, including the unstable emotions and conflicts we just saw. They may be smiling at you in the last second, but may kill you in the next second.
An Feng wanted to protect the lamb that had been motionless, and he also wanted to survive.
The best way is to forget the unnecessary Battle Angel rules of the past and try to survive here, in this completely different place.
The little angel is extremely serious.
"ha?"
But after hearing this, Mo Lu narrowed his eyes and looked at the little guy.
A little creature this big should be tolerated even in the demon race.
But he said something like this - he is quite strong and can handle some things. If he is given an order, he will try his best to complete it.
Mo Lu: ...
Mo Lu:…………!
He was so young, yet he had such sinister intentions, wanting to replace him, the steward who acted according to the monarch's orders! !
Okay, okay, if you want to be an undercover agent, you have to do your best, right?
Mo Lu's hair was a little frizzy.
Nora was lying at the door and noticed this at a glance. She didn't know what the other person was thinking about, but it was probably not something normal.
The blue gem's head roared in warning.
In return, the little angel subconsciously came closer.
The little guy seems to like the tiger head decorated with ice-blue magic crystals very much, and always looks at it first.
Nora's other two heads: ?
Although Nora didn't feel the need to care about a little angel, or to distinguish between her three heads.
But it’s probably about resting separately, thinking separately and finally getting into the same pace.
I'm just a little unhappy - all three heads are really great, okay?
Mo Lu looked at Noila and finally swallowed the words in his mouth.
"You can shoot arrows, right?"
Mo Lu's expression changed for only a moment before returning to being a professional demon butler.
"There's a flowering tree in the Demon King's Palace garden. It's a special ingredient for making a potion. Once it blooms, the flowers become fragile and will wither if anyone gets close. They're also sensitive to magic and can only be picked with a bow and arrow, and they must be kept away from other flowers. Each time you pick them, the damage is enormous. If you absolutely must do something about it, you can give it a try."
And then, hehehe—back off, angel!
"I have to report to His Majesty now, and then I have to make a sample for the evening newspaper. Please don't bother me unless it's something else."
Mo Lu said, nodded to Noila Mo, turned around, and continued to mutter as he walked.
"Oh, yes, and there are newspapers. There's been so much going on today—so much, so what should we write about in the newspapers? Why not describe Nora-sama's morning hobbies for everyone in the Demon King's Castle? That should sell well."
Nora pricked up her ears alertly: ...
What happened in the morning?
? !
“Ouch!!”
Come back to me, Tiger Lord, and kill that idea, kill it now!!
*
Wait until Mo Lu arrives at the Government Hall of the Demon King's Castle again.
Frog was already sitting in the chair.
There were five different flowers and fruits in front of him, which he poked at random.
Even if Gran didn't show up, it wasn't difficult to tell from his grief and malice where these fruits came from.
Mo Lu stood opposite Frog and began to report seriously, waiting until the main business report was finished.
Frog then asked, "Where is An Feng—that little angel?"
"Because Your Majesty didn't make any arrangements, he said he could shoot arrows, so I asked him to help pick the magic flowers in the courtyard. Humph, those damn angels, they must have a conspiracy and purpose for coming here! Mo Lu will definitely investigate thoroughly!"
"Is there a map of the Demonic River? Find one."
"Demon River? That place is full of ferocious monsters and is not suitable for living. Why are you looking for a map of this place?"
Mo Lu was puzzled.
"There are plants and trees growing there that angels can eat. We're going to dig them up in the next few days."
"Can't he adapt to local customs? The food in the Demon Realm is a million times better than that in Heaven! Your Majesty, you can't let him control you like this..."
"He can't eat normal meat and plants from the demon world."
Frog was also thinking.
"It will kill him."
He is so fragile.
A little angel.
Mo Lu: ...
Yes, raise it to death?
Mo Lu thought about the little guy with the azure blue eyes. He was very, very small, so young that even the devil thought he was too young, but he was raised to be in tatters by the Heaven.
It must be a self-torture tactic!
"How can there be such a delicate angel? I can't believe it!"
He was angry.
He hates.
He turned around.
"I will go find a map of the Demonic River right now."
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