Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Help! A demon is trying to eat an angel! ...
It happened so fast.
Too quickly.
Even the demons who finally saw the little angel's true face were unable to react.
Such a small creature was frightened and staggered, then fell to the ground.
Aaaaaahhhh!!!
Such a small one!!
He was scared!!!
The demons looked terrified almost instinctively.
Nora didn't have time to react.
A hand suddenly appeared in mid-air.
His fingers were slender and had distinct joints. He just grasped the tentacle of the just-smug Carl and applied a little force.
Jia Er: Haha ...
The tentacles, the tentacles connecting to the eyes are about to be broken! !
Help! ! !
It’s going to explode my eyes!!
The lake was churning, and the huge water monster, Jiaer, was struggling in pain in the lake.
It looked very strange, with a blood-red eye on its dark and soft body, beneath its snail-like tentacles.
At this moment, it was frantically stretching out its other tentacles, as if it wanted to struggle but didn't dare to.
The hand that was holding the tentacle was still calmly exerting force.
Follow the look.
The arrogant monarch's expression remained unchanged as he stood on a floating magic circle in mid-air, his black cloak fluttering.
But this expression—
Jiaer's entire water monster froze, as if recalling a bad memory.
Before the Crimson Hell was merged, and before this place was chosen to become the royal city.
It is very leisurely every day.
Although he hated Heaven, he was very comfortable taking baths, hunting, and eating the demons that came and went.
Then one day, it woke up and found a demon standing outside.
After waking up, its hunting instinct made it attack without hesitation.
And then—he was beaten up.
Later, it learned that this was the new demon king who had occupied most of the territory of Scarlet Hell and was planning where to build the royal city.
Haha, I walked into trouble.
Before it became a gatekeeper monster, it was once severely beaten by the Demon King with such an expression.
Jiaer couldn't make a sound, feeling the hand squeezing him harder and harder. He didn't look angry, but it was obvious that His Majesty was annoyed.
Carl: —Isn’t he an angel?
Can't it scare angels?
Another tentacle silently ascended, waving at the sky like a human figure, bowing and apologizing, attempting to redeem itself. "Boss, ahhhhh, I was wrong, so wrong! Your Demon King's Castle needs a guardian beast like this! Don't act rashly and do something you'll regret later!"
Carl didn't know whether Frog would regret it, but he knew that demons were an unreasonable race. When they were emotional, they would often act first and then consider other things.
So - don't worry about whether he regrets it or not, just kowtow as soon as possible!!!
This guy could really kill you!!
The tentacles were almost twisted into a pretzel.
Crazy dance.
Nora: ...
It's so miserable.
fortunately.
It's just a tiger turning into a cat.
An Feng's attention had been drawn to the twisting and spinning tentacles, his large blue eyes blinking—
He looked at the cat with some doubt and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with it? Did it sneak in?"
The main reason was that An Feng didn't think that being scared would make Frog so angry, especially since there was no expression on Frog's face.
The little angel didn't connect Frog's actions at that moment with his own fear at all.
Moreover, this guy appeared suddenly, just like a creature from outside that broke into the palace and was eliminated by the Demon King.
The little angel had done this kind of thing before, dealing with the dirty things that broke into heaven.
Who? What stowaway?
Nora:?
The three-headed tiger shifted its compassionate gaze from Carl to the little angel and remained silent for a moment.
So I was just startled by his sudden appearance, but I didn’t cry at all, okay?!
“Ahohohoho——”
Nora shouted urgently.
It would be a hell of a joke if Carl was crushed to death by Frog because of something like this.
Frog heard Nora's voice, lowered his head, and looked at the little angel sitting on the grass.
He was obviously very brave, although he was frightened by the sudden appearance of the monster.
But there was no such thing as crying suddenly before.
The little angel slowly got up, obviously still a little confused and entangled. He looked at the twisted tentacles again, and then looked up at him.
But one thing is certain – there is no headache-inducing crying.
No need to coax.
very good.
Frog finally slowly let go.
The red eyes stared at the water monster Jiaer who had escaped and wanted to retreat back into the lake.
"I remember you had mimicry?"
Frog had seen Carl's mimicry before, when the other party tried to escape.
Carl: ...?
Gurgle gurgle gurgle.
A moment later.
Frog landed on the ground, holding a crystal jar made of magic in his hand.
Little Anfeng was quite anxious, flapping the little wings behind him back and forth, but the little wings had not grown fully and he couldn't fly.
He slapped it quickly, only making his pace quicker.
"What was that? An enemy attack? An invasion?"
An Feng sounded a little serious when he said this, and the expressions of the demons around him were all helpless.
So this is the truth that Lord Molu said the Demon King doesn't care about this little angel?
Jia Er almost died!
Just a little bit!
I just scared the little angel!
Is it really okay?
And An Feng seemed to have thought of another way of working.
The angel's soft cheeks were tinged with pink, and her eyes were set against azure blue.
"I can also help you guard the house."
An Feng had always thought that no bad creatures would be able to sneak into a big demon like this, until now.
"I've done this before and have plenty of experience. Just give me a bow."
Very experienced?
Frog stood in front of the little angel, looking down at the little guy.
What on earth did this little angel do in heaven?
Being raised in rags and rags, and still having to work for the Kingdom of Heaven? At such a young age, he had to deal with an invasion?
Is Heaven going downhill?
That's ridiculous.
He was still holding the crystal jar in his hand. Jiaer curled up in the jar with a wronged look on his face. He carefully stuck his head out, and his two blood-red eyes collided with each other again like the sound of bells.
I thought it was scary when I zoomed in before, but now I just think it’s cute.
Frog was too lazy to explain.
Directly place the crystal jar in your hand into the little angel's hands.
Jackson escaped from death, and now seeing that the little angel was still in shock, he stretched out his tentacles and tried to perform a dance for the little angel - Look, I'll dance for you!
Then Frog poked him back in disgust.
“There’s no pay for this.”
An Feng:......
"ah?"
This can’t be possible?!
Xiao Anfeng tried to argue.
"Just give me as much as you can, just a little!"
He held up his little finger and gestured hard.
Then Frog poked him on the forehead with a finger and pushed him back.
"No, not a single magic coin."
An Feng:......
The little angel was wearing a black outfit that was a smaller version of the devil's uniform. He was holding a beautiful crystal jar, his little wings shaking as he whispered.
“…How stingy.”
"I heard it."
"You're so stingy even if you hear me!"
This kind of backtalk is actually totally fine.
One could even sense that Frog was in a good mood.
Nora looked sympathetically at the little water monster Carl who looked like a snail and was placed in the crystal tank, and happily jumped to find a place to rest.
Jackson is so pitiful, haha! Haha! Ha!
Lord Tiger, I don’t have to look after the kids anymore!!
The demons watching: ...
So what attitude should they adopt?
“I always feel a little weird.”
"But you shouldn't bully such a small kid, right? It's all because of Carl's failure to brake."
"Yes, yes, what if she gets scared and cries? Besides, what Your Majesty did must be reasonable!"
As the Demon King's Castle Guards, seemingly suddenly revitalized, diligently practiced digging for materials to raise angels.
But heaven is solemn.
"Still no clues?"
"Yes, Lord Kanya Guardian Angel."
The angel who was responsible for watching over the little angel replied softly.
"None of the cherubs have six wings, not even one extra wing."
"So... continue to take good care of them."
"Yes, my lord."
The angel nodded seriously, and finally looked at Kanya hopefully.
"That six-winged sage will definitely appear, right? He will lead us to new light and new victory, right?"
"Yes, you can believe that."
"Great! I will definitely take good care of these little angels. The elders are happily preparing all kinds of necessities for the six-winged sage. He is the hope of our angel race and an existence that can be fully trusted."
Kanya's originally serious face also smiled.
"Yes, we are so looking forward to his arrival."
They had not grasped hope.
When it was predicted that the guardian who could bring about world change would come from the dragon clan.
But now a new prophecy has emerged, that a six-winged sage will appear not among the alien race, but within their own angel race. This is news that makes every angel excited.
"One more thing, sir."
The angel watching over the little angel looked a little worried.
"What about the Holy Light Dragon that isn't in the prophecy? He's been hanging around here lately. I'm afraid the new prophecy has given him some other ideas."
"All non-angels who enter Heaven sign a magical contract. If he has any ideas about the angels, you should know how to open that contract."
And on the outskirts of the Little Angel Training School.
The platinum dragon curled up quietly in the corner.
He was the only one chosen among the sacred dragons of light. He defeated his brothers and sisters whom he once loved and came to heaven. He was regarded as hope and guardian by countless angels until the birth of a new prophecy.
He listened to all this quietly, anger stained in his golden-white eyes.
What made him even more upset than anger was that when he wanted to see what the legendary Seraph Sage, who was said to be even more powerful than their dragon clan, looked like, he was questioned by those innocent little angels.
Why are dragons here? Why haven't we heard of dragons? Were you born from the Angel Tree like us angels? Don't you have any family? Have you always been here alone? Don't you feel lonely?
family?
alone……
Knorr thought—
Those were things he had left behind long ago.
It started when he saw his youngest brother, whose color was completely different from their Holy Light Dragon, being eliminated and leaving home.
In that family, there is only the law of the jungle, and no family members.
After they continued to fight, they only had a longing for heaven.
So think back carefully.
Apart from communicating with my younger brothers and sisters who all have their own ulterior motives.
Knorr's happiest time was actually when he was very young, hiding in a corner with his little black dragon brother and telling him how to avoid being beaten.
But as time went by, his attitude also changed along with the mentality of his family - that was a useless dragon, no matter how much he studied, he would never be able to master more powerful sacred light magic, leaving this home was his best choice, just like the dragons of other families.
But now—Knorr stared at the stained windows of Little Angel Academy.
I couldn't help but wonder - what about his youngest brother? If he could leave heaven and change his ways and attitude, that would be a good thing, right?
But after all, no one knew at this moment that the prophecy would be too short-lived, so short that it was completely shattered within a few years of being made.
*
After being given a small shovel, An Feng put the crystal jar and Jiaer aside and followed the group of tall demons that were several times his size to practice how to dig these fragile plants.
The afternoon passed peacefully.
Apart from these powerful demons who always looked at him with a look that An Feng could not describe.
After dinner, the little angel consciously took the crystal tank and went to "work overtime".
Then he was picked up by Frog.
I ate rare fruits all day.
A lot of feathers have grown on An Feng's back. Although they are not very beautiful yet, there are no obvious bald spots.
"What's going on?"
The little angel said seriously.
He also raised the crystal jar in his hand.
"I will keep a close eye on him and do my job well."
Yes, because the Demon King dealt with Jia Er personally.
So until now, no one has told the little angel that the 'little creature' he kept in the crystal tank was the monster that previously guarded the Demon King's City. Everyone seemed to have tacitly accepted that this was a monster that swam in from the lake outside the city and tried to invade the Demon King's City - Jiaer was really miserable.
"A teacher will be here soon."
Frog had already confirmed the locations of the other two monarchs and was looking down at the documents, while his other hand casually pinched the back of the little angel's collar as he spoke.
"teacher?"
An Feng subconsciously pursed his lips, feeling a little confused.
This word made him instinctively recall the gentle but emotionless angel teachers in heaven.
"Um."
Frog nodded, his attitude very natural, not feeling that there was anything wrong at all.
"I've found a magic teacher for you. You need to learn demonic magic and also learn about the history of the founding of Scarlet Hell."
Children should develop in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical fitness and aesthetics.
Found a devil teacher for the angel.
Let the angels learn demon magic.
No matter which point is brought up, it makes people want to complain.
But An Feng adapted well and thought that this was probably called pre-job training?
He nodded.
"I will study hard."
Carl slowly emerged from the crystal tank: ...
Is it this world that is magical, or is it him that is magical?
Is there something wrong here, or is there something wrong with him?!
Jiaer's eyes were a little blurry and dazed.
This world is really crazy.
Angels learn magic from demons, and water monsters are kept in fish tanks.
Haha, it’s reasonable, everything is reasonable.
Gurgle gurgle gurgle——
By the time I met the teacher who had arrived, it was already a little late.
This demonologist is an elderly female scholar who has traveled the demon world and has done in-depth research on angels. I heard that she is very serious about this, and she came here overnight today.
Before An Feng entered the door, he was still thinking about the attitudes of other demons towards him.
The halo above the little angel's head lit up.
The demons aren't particularly scary either.
At most, his words were not very pleasant. It is reasonable for such a great scholar to feel resentful when he was assigned to train angels.
He can bear it.
He also has to protect the lambs and he has to survive here.
Until An Feng came in.
The gentle and intellectual female demonologist wore glasses and looked at him gently, which was different from what he had heard.
An Feng blinked his eyes, bent down obediently, put his hands on his chest and saluted.
"Hello, teacher. Nice to meet you. My name is An Feng."
A sticky, small, soft one——
The female demon scholar paused, stood up with a smile, and slowly approached. At this moment, the situation was still normal.
Frog stood in the center of the garden with Mo Lu standing behind him, watching casually - mainly because this guy had a bad temper, but when he heard that he had picked up a little angel, he was surprisingly kind, which confused Frog.
Then he watched as the demonologist softly asked the little angel to put the crystal jar aside.
The next second, the little angel was picked up.
He hugged her tightly, and her cheeks were rubbed hard, and she made excited whimpering sounds.
"Ahhhh, what a cute little guy! What's wrong with Angel? Let auntie rub against you, let auntie kiss you, let auntie bite you!"
An Feng:? ? ?
Wait a moment--
The little angel stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to ask for help.
Is there anyone in charge or no one in charge?
There is a devil here trying to eat the angel!!
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