Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Do you still want me to call you dad?
The dark clouds that had been covering a corner of the sky over the Crimson Demon King's Castle gradually dissipated.
The magic barrier was completely shattered.
Mixed with the colorful light of the sky, it slowly fell and dissipated like a piece of glass.
The demons in the Demon King's Castle subconsciously looked up at the horizon.
At the same time, An Feng, holding the lost and recovered Bow of Judgment, was so tired that he simply sat cross-legged on the grass.
The snow-white wings lost their golden glow and drooped behind them.
Jackson was still in his mimicry, anxiously running up and down, trying to get the little angel to sit down in a more comfortable place.
Because the surging water was already pouring down on their heads.
And the next second.
A shadow fell over the cherub's head.
An Feng subconsciously looked up.
It was a large leaf that had been picked from somewhere unknown, propped up by magical power, swaying as it withstood the attack of the water pressure.
Amidst the noise, I found a quiet place.
Look along the leaves.
The white hand tightly grasped the petiole. The hand was not big and slightly fleshy.
Looking up, I saw a little boy, about six or seven years old, with short black hair hanging down wetly, and strings of water droplets dripping down and landing on the lawn.
The pupils of the dark pink eyes are somewhat unique in shape, being a heart shape of a darker color.
Against the pink and black background, his skin looked even whiter, and the simple robe he was wearing was soaked through.
He was so busy finding a leaf to hold an umbrella for An Feng that he didn't pay any attention to himself.
An Feng:...?
Carl: ...???
Who is this?
The young boy smiled harmlessly and innocently, his deep pink eyes sparkling brightly.
"An An."
He spoke cheerfully.
A few snow-white feathers that were not hidden could be seen from his wet robe.
The little angel opened his blue eyes and looked at another little guy who was trying hard to appear friendly and harmless.
"A little bit slower."
He seemed a little guilty and raised his hand, gestured, and looked at the little angel with eyes that were frighteningly bright.
"I won't do that next time."
An Feng looked at the pair of deep pink eyes and seemed to realize something. He turned his head to look in the direction of the crystal tank.
——It’s empty.
The little pink octopus inside is gone.
"Little octopus?"
An Feng stared at him hesitantly.
The little octopus was still holding up the leaf, and water droplets were sliding down his cheeks.
There was something eerily unreal about his appearance.
"Sooks."
He pointed at himself.
"I'm Sukes."
——Sukes who wants to be taken care of.
The arrogant monarch who arrived a step late stopped, glanced at the little angel sitting on the ground, and then looked at Suks blankly.
very good.
Because of the guy who suddenly appeared, Frog's hair-drying skills were useless.
Frog reached out and picked up the wet Sukes.
Sukes wanted to struggle, but he was still a child after all. He took one last look at the little angel and drooped down again, looking like a well-behaved and sensible person who was trying to confuse others.
"Something near the abyss?"
Frog only took a moment to think about it and figured out the situation.
There are various races in this world, and logically speaking, Warcraft cannot easily transform into human form.
But in the abyss that divides the various regions of the demon world, there is a large amount of demonic energy that even demons would find terrifying.
They may even become sick due to the power that is trapped in the demon world and cannot be released at all, so the demons have an extremely deep hatred for angels and humans.
The magic flower is an important medicine for treating this disease.
But there are also some magical beasts living near the abyss. Over time, they gradually adapted to the habits, eliminated those weak individuals, and gradually formed a power system different from ordinary magical beasts. They can have human form and become overlords who dominate one side, but such cases are rare.
In other words, Frog had dealt with a guy like this before, and some impression of him still remained in his memory.
So why was this thing in the Mochuan River at that time?
Frog thought.
He shook the wet little octopus back and forth.
Frog also noticed that the little angel's eyes subconsciously followed the other person.
It seemed that he was frightened by this dangerous guy's pretending to be pitiful.
"No harm."
Sukes clamped his tentacles together like an octopus, watching the big devil, whom he couldn't defeat at the moment, behave himself.
"I just want to have a small fish tank and be cared for."
This is a racial trait of the Suks.
I like narrow places, and it would be best if I could have everything I wanted, it’s such a wonderful thing if you think about it!
There are also beautiful little angels to watch.
So the dangerous creatures wandering in the Demonic River fell in love at first sight with the beautiful angel holding the small crystal tank.
I couldn't resist the temptation at all and followed him eagerly.
This guy seemed to have a certain talent for confusing people, which should be a racial characteristic. Frog thought about the patterns on the pink octopus and judged carefully. Although this toy was a little dangerous, it was still worth playing with him as long as he was watching.
And it seems that An Feng likes it too.
He let go casually.
Sukes immediately changed into a small octopus, still holding those white feathers in his arms. He fell to the ground with a plop and raised his head dizzy.
Frog glanced into the lake, casually untied Carl's mimicry restrictions, and thought that Jonah was probably dead as hell, so he spoke in the tone of someone giving a toy to a child.
"Take it and play with it yourself."
An Feng looked at Sukes and got up. The golden little bow and arrow beside him turned into a golden light and disappeared into the wings of the little angel. There were some complex light golden patterns on the snow-white feathers.
The little guy reached out and picked up the pink octopus.
Then he looked straight at Frog.
"Is it really okay?"
The little guy's tone was soft.
The angel who had just shot the arrow so resolutely and firmly turned his head to look at the still surging lake behind him.
"You won't be in trouble?"
"What trouble could it be?"
It seemed that after finding the little bow and arrow, the halo on the little angel's head lit up.
The devil was so tempted to touch it.
Frog glanced into the distance.
Thinking of the jealous face, I sneered.
"At most, I have something to do."
"oh."
An Feng nodded subconsciously.
Suddenly spoke.
"Do you still want me to call you daddy?"
It's time to deal with jealousy.
The other party took action on his territory. Everything had its source. He had to deal with jealousy first, then gluttony and anger. Laziness usually stayed aside and didn't care about anything, so he didn't have to worry about him.
In this way, when we counterattack the Kingdom of Heaven, we can relax a little on the people behind us.
Frog was just thinking about something when he heard this and immediately lowered his head.
The little fellow's soft white face looked up at him.
It seemed as if he didn't realize that his previous words were somewhat insulting.
It seems to be well thought out.
Soft and sticky.
"Because I don't think I can repay you with anything," the little angel scratched his head, "but if we're father and son, shouldn't there be a successor or something like that?"
If he calls me dad, will he take over the devil's job?
Isn’t this too weird?
Frog: ...
Frog's scarlet pupils shrank slightly.
"I might have to go back and look up the definition of dad."
The diligent and studious little angel nodded seriously.
"You're right. I should know who I am and what I should do."
His belief was denied time and time again by others, but it remained his belief.
Even if it’s just in the words of asking questions.
The soft call of "Dad" still made Frog feel numb.
"Wait a moment—"
It's so weird.
The big devil shook his shoulders.
This feeling is really strange.
"Now, go back and rest. Then you have to continue working to earn magic coins."
The big devil calmed down.
His expression didn't change at all, he was still arrogant and looked down on everyone.
But he walked very fast.
Almost the moment the words fell.
It seemed as if he didn't know how to respond, and he teleported away with a cold face.
Leaving behind the wet lawn, there was also a little angel who was at a loss as to why the other party had suddenly left.
Butler Mo Lu exclaimed in the distance.
Quite furious.
"What's going on? Why are you in the garden?"
The demon came quickly, and his dark blue hair was about to explode with anger. He felt that this little angel was really troublesome. Did he just meet that bastard? Ah, no wonder His Majesty suddenly pulled the bowstring to full strength. If this angel died, it would be very troublesome. They had a plan.
So the angel appears here - conspiracy, it must be the angel's conspiracy!
"Are you wet? I haven't even finished taking care of your diet yet. If you get sick again, the demon world doesn't have any way to treat angel illnesses!"
Mo Lu was already walking over quickly.
All that’s left is to pick up the little angel and look around.
"I, I'll come to work."
The small wings behind An Feng folded, and the trained little halo pressed down on the platinum hair. He looked cautious and spoke softly.
The demon maid who heard the sound also hurried.
"Master Molu! The little bow and arrow for the angel is missing. Did he take it away and do something with it—"
Then the panicked demon maid also saw the little angel.
She tilted her head in confusion.
What's going on?
She remembered that after she had just left Jonah here, there shouldn't be anyone here?
How did this angel get here?
"The bow is broken."
An Feng admitted it honestly.
He stretched out his hand and pointed at the remains of a bow and arrow not far away.
"I thought I had work tonight."
There was a hint of apology in the little angel's blue eyes.
But the demon maid's attention was not on the bow and arrow, but on the white little hand.
Suddenly she let out a sharp explosion.
"On my hand!! How did you do that to my hand!!!"
The blood from the little angel's broken body by the arrow was still oozing out bit by bit.
Mo Lu also looked over and exclaimed in surprise - "Injured? Injured!!"
Doesn’t this mean that we can’t raise our little angels well?
Ah! the angels' machinations!
An Feng didn't have time to retract his hand.
Then his hand was cupped.
The demon maid held his hand seriously, and Butler Molu began to look up healing magic seriously - he rarely used healing magic and had almost forgotten it.
The little angel obediently let the two demons play with him, with his little halo lowered and his little wings folded tightly.
This is not a case of a devil raising an angel, it's simply parents raising their children with a double-faced attitude.
to be honest.
Jiaer is a little used to this scene.
Although the restrictions were lifted, the little water monster still did not transform back into an adult water monster and waved its tentacles.
Looking at the little pink octopus still lying on An Feng's shoulder.
It moved carefully, little by little, to the side of its target - and with a splash, it plunged into the water tank.
Sukes was happily holding the angel feather and lying on An Feng's shoulder, rubbing against An Feng carefully.
——Hehe, I got it.
——Soft!
—Stick! Stick like crazy!
——Hehe, I love it!!
Then the little octopus turned around unintentionally and glanced at his small crystal tank.
A small water monster that looked like a snail lay at the bottom of the tank, gurgling and spitting out bubbles.
Well, it's that water monster again.
Just as Sukes was about to look away, he suddenly stopped, and his little tentacles stopped moving in shock.
Um? ? ?
Isn’t that his little fish tank?
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