Chapter 260 Yes, Demon King

At the entrance of the Parliament building, Karisman was holding a wooden box full of documents in his arms, looking unhappy, as if he had just been kicked hard by life.

An hour ago, his life was smooth and stable. Although he was just an insignificant clerk, he could at least get in touch with the real high-level officials. Listening to the conversations of those congressmen and bureaucrats every day made him feel like the master of this hell.

This kind of life should have continued until he was scolded by his boss for stepping through the door with his left foot first. Then, an old account from a month ago was dug up and he was punished as well. He was told to go to a funeral home in the suburbs to copy files, and he had to do it by hand. He was to come back when he finished copying.

There is no doubt that this is blatant bullying.

However, even though he complained, no one paid any attention.

Things in Shanghai have not been very peaceful recently. Every time at this time, everyone will be extra cautious and careful. They will not do things that can be avoided, and will not offend people that can be avoided.

In fact, Karisman knew clearly that the ferocious demon was not picking on him because of which foot he stepped with first when he entered the door, but because of an old newspaper from more than two months ago.

At that time, I was just impulsive and told everything I knew to the succubus reporter named Elsabel. As a result, the expression "a certain succubus civil servant who does not want to reveal his name" appeared in the newspaper. Although it was not a real name, it was no different from a real name.

The Dragun family would not pay attention to a small person like him, and even the recently fallen Deputy Minister of Logistics, Harks, would not pay any attention to him at all. But the same could not be said for Harks's younger brothers. The people in the entire interest chain must hate him to death. After all, these grasshoppers only dare to vent their anger on small people like him.

But to be honest, Kalisman doesn't actually regret it.

Everything in this world has a price, let alone expensive justice?

He just felt it was a pity that he had failed his family's expectations and his efforts over the past twenty years...

Just as he was sighing to himself, a voice as gentle as spring breeze suddenly came from behind him.

"Mr. Karlisman, what a coincidence, we meet again."

Karisman was startled and looked up, only to see a young man in a dark suit looking at him with a smile, his eyes deep and his manner elegant.

Human?

No--

etc!

Karisman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized that the other party was greeting him. He straightened his body instantly and saluted almost subconsciously.

"Lord Luo Yan!? Good morning!"

This person is the newly promoted No. 29 member of the parliament, the devil of Leiming County - Luo Yan! He moved too hastily, and the wooden box in his arms suddenly tilted, and the full documents were scattered all over the floor. The papers spread out on the steps, and some even flew in the wind. The civil servants passing by cast teasing eyes at this reckless young man, waiting to see his joke.

“Ah…! Sorry!”

After such a big embarrassment, Karlisman's face turned green, and he tried to pick it up in a panic. Luo Yan, who was standing aside, just raised his hand slightly, and a faint magical wave emerged from the magic wand that slipped out from his sleeve.

The scattered documents seemed to be guided by an invisible hand, quickly floating back into the box, neatly stacked, and falling steadily into Karisman's arms.

"It seems like you have a heavy burden." Luo Yan chuckled and handed the last file in his hand back to him, "Remember to be steady."

"yes……"

Karisman took the document and was stunned. He felt surprised and touched.

He never thought that this big man who stood at the center of power in the Magic City would not only remember his name, but also personally help him pick up the scattered documents? !

He hugged the wooden box tightly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and stammered.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Luo Yan... I lost my composure just now."

"It's okay." Luo Yan waved his hand gently, and then his eyes fell on the documents in Karlisman's arms. With a puzzled look in his eyes, he asked knowingly, "But... why are you standing here? Are you waiting for someone?"

There was an indescribable look on Karisman's face. He hesitated for a moment and whispered.

"I... don't work here anymore."

Luo Yan was slightly startled and looked at him carefully.

"What happened?"

Karisman hesitated for a moment, but finally said with a wry smile: "It's like this... During the previous hearing, I privately disclosed some information from the hearing to the Abyss Times. Although I think what I said is true and does not involve confidentiality or violate regulations, my boss has been using this matter to make things difficult for me, thinking that my "position is not correct." This would have been nothing, but today I don't know if he took the wrong medicine or what, he suddenly got very angry with me and asked me to go to the funeral home in the suburbs to copy files..."

At the end, he said with a bit of helplessness, "Maybe... this is fate."

Hearing this, Luo Yan's eyes changed slightly, his brows slightly frowned, and he said with a bit of regret.

"…I'm the one who hurt you."

Upon hearing this, Karisman looked up suddenly, looked at Luo Yan who was waving his hands with a self-blaming expression, and spoke hurriedly.

"No! This has nothing to do with you!"

As if worried that Luo Yan didn't believe him, the young man took a deep breath and continued in a serious tone.

"Really, I volunteered, sir... I saw a bunch of guys who were doing nothing sitting there blaming each other, a huge and rotten machine trying to suppress different voices with rude logic, and put the deliberate fault on your head who had nothing to do with it. I just want more people to know the truth of the matter and let justice be upheld. If we all pretend not to see what is happening around us, then won't our hell become a dirty empire?"

"If someone has to make a sacrifice, it's no big deal if it's me. Compared to the lives of those soldiers who lost their lives, what I lost is just something insignificant."

After saying that, he let out a sigh of relief and forced a teasing smile on his face.

"There's actually no difference, right? I just moved from a funeral home in the city center to a funeral home in the suburbs. I went from facing a group of living dead to facing a group of dead guys...ah, I'm not talking about you, you are special!"

His eyes were bright and persistent, sparkling with pure faith and a hint of self-admiration, which made Luo Yan think of his younger self.

Not when I was studying at Demon King Academy.

But much younger than that.

He had thought so too.

For my ideal, I will burn myself.

Instead of living for my ideals, please die first.

After a moment, Luo Yan revealed a faint smile and spoke in a gentle tone.

"You are right. Your persistence deserves recognition."

Karisman was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly with a look of gratitude on his face.

"Greetings to you, sir... Although you are a human, it is thanks to you that we have not fallen so completely."

"I'll be embarrassed if you say that. I'm not as great as you think."

Luo Yan raised his head slightly, looked at him thoughtfully, and then suddenly said.

"Also, although you are right that the house behind you is actually a funeral home, it is a funeral home in the city center after all, and is a little more respectable than those in the suburbs... If you want to stay, I have a suggestion."

Karisman was stunned and stared at Luo Yan blankly, not understanding what he was going to say.

And the next second.

Luo Yan’s words made him freeze in place.

"I just happen to be in need of a secretary." Luo Yan spoke slowly, looking at him sincerely, "I need someone who is familiar with the operation of this building, has first-hand information, and is reliable enough to help me organize documents, handle various trivial matters, and... occasionally provide some useful advice."

He smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Do you think you can do it?"

Karisman stared at him blankly, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

He almost thought he had heard it wrong.

He, a poor guy who was about to be exiled to a suburban funeral home, was now personally invited by Councillor Luo Yan to become his secretary? ! What the hell was going on? !

Happiness came so suddenly that he was unable to react for a while.

However, out of instinct, having been in the system for many years, he subconsciously seized this opportunity and nodded with all his strength.

"I, I do! Sir... Thank you for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely work hard to repay you!"

His voice was trembling, but his tone was extremely firm.

Just as Mr. Festing said, the longing eyes and the blush on her cheeks showed that she was ready to give her heart to him.

Luo Yan smiled gently and stretched out his right hand with his palm facing up.

"Welcome aboard."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Karisman thanked him repeatedly, but he didn't hold the wooden box firmly in his hand and accidentally dropped it to the ground.

While holding Luo Yan's hand, he tried to pick it up with a red face, but was gently pulled up by the latter.

"Okay, your job now is to show me my office. Someone will take care of this little thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, an angry demon walked out of the door of the Parliament Building, looking at the documents scattered on the ground, he cursed.

"Karisman! It seems that I overestimated you when I told you to go to the funeral home. You should go to the lava pool in the north to copy the files - Mr. Luo Yan?!"

Compared to demons, humans are too slender, just like elves are to humans. So when he first came out, he didn't notice that in front of Kalisman stood a guy who even his boss's boss couldn't afford to offend.

The angry demon instantly shrank like a deflated puffer fish at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking at the trembling demon, Luo Yan said casually.

"Your name."

"Lucio..." The demon's face looked like it was about to cry.

This was the only time in his life that he had been frightened by a human into looking like this.

Luo Yan looked at him with a smile and said something neither lightly nor seriously.

"You asked the staff of the Parliament Building to copy the files of the funeral home. You have such great authority."

"No, no... I..." Lucio was sweating profusely and wanted to explain with trembling lips, but he hesitated for a long time and couldn't make any sense. He wanted to wink at Karisman but didn't dare.

Karisman stood there in confusion, looking a little overwhelmed, not knowing how to react.

However, seeing the constipated expression on the boss who had been trying to make things difficult for him, he felt extremely happy and couldn't help but secretly give Luo Yan a thumbs up.

Luo Yan didn't look at him, but just pointed at the documents on the ground.

"Pick it up and bring it to my office, handing it over to my secretary, Mr. Karlisman. Remember, pick it up with your hands, no magic."

“Yes, yes!”

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The demons watching were whispering among themselves, but Lucio nodded with sweat on his forehead, feeling relieved.

Praise the Demon King.

Praise the Demon God!

The respected Mr. Luo Yan finally let him go and did not slap him to death.

After all, it would be too easy for that adult to kill him. If he went back 100 years in history, he could always link him to Zakro...if he wanted to.

Lucio glanced at Kalisman furtively, with a fawning smile on his face, trying to repair his relationship with his former colleague.

The expression on Karisman's face was one of happiness and secret joy, but also a hint of confusion.

It was both the emptiness after "revenge" and the doubt about ideals...it was as if I was also turning into a living corpse.

Luo Yan was very clear about his feelings and was very pleased with his growth.

"Do your best and lead the way."

"Yes, sir." After coming to his senses, Karisman immediately responded, then hurried to the front to lead the way for his respected idol.

…

The interior of the Parliament Building looks more like an ancient and majestic magic palace than a government institution.

The towering stone pillars were carved with complex demonic words, and the walls were hung with historical murals drawn with blood by the demon god's followers. Those abstract and distorted symbols symbolized the past glory and disputes of hell. A huge blood-colored magic crystal was inlaid on the dome, emitting a faint dark red glow, making the whole hall look solemn, mysterious and depressing.

"This building has a long history, dating back to the time of the first demon god Udis." Karisman excitedly introduced, guiding Luo Yan with gestures, "In the earliest days, it was just a place for quarrels, and there wasn't even a formal building. All the nobles and generals would hold meetings next to the lava lake, and whoever was dissatisfied would just fight - of course, the atmosphere is much more 'civilized' now, and the lava lake has been filled up."

"That's good."

As Luo Yan listened, he observed the surrounding decorations with interest. The tall sculptures were lifelike, and the names of the demon councilors were engraved on the huge stone tablets, recording their achievements and final outcomes. Some of the words had been burned by the demonic flames and were blurred, suggesting that the owners of some names had been completely erased, and even the traces of their existence no longer existed.

In the center of the hall, a group of hell servants were running around busily, with all kinds of strange-looking monsters performing different duties here.

There are uniformed succubi registering matters behind the counter, their smiles are both friendly and dangerous, as if they are ready to drag people to sign some extraordinary contract at any time; there are eight-armed abyss clerical demons who are correcting several documents at the same time, their six eyes fixed on the floating scrolls, muttering obscure words while flipping through them quickly; there are also huge demon guards, clad in obsidian armor, holding spears burning with hellfire, guarding the key entrances to ensure that outside visitors do not enter the core area at will.

It was his first time here, but everyone here knew him, and when he passed by, they would stop what they were doing and salute or look at him.

"This is the corridor leading to the parliamentarians' area." Karisman pointed to a corridor covered with scarlet carpet. Bronze statues stood on both sides. The eyes of each statue were inlaid with dark green soul crystals, as if secretly observing everyone who passed by.

"Where is my office?" Luo Yan asked casually.

"Just ahead, your office is in the Obsidian Wing...please follow me."

Karisman led him through the heavy double doors. A wave of ancient magic spread from the door frame, causing Luo Yan to raise his eyebrows slightly.

The magic barrier here is designed very ingeniously. I wonder if it was the work of the Demon King Academy or the Higher Demon Academy.

The Obsidian Wing not far away is the private office area specially set up for the members of the Magic City Congress. It looks like an ordinary spire from the outside, but it is surprisingly spacious inside.

This place is not as lively as the parliament hall. On the contrary, it is quiet and noble. The door of each office is engraved with a different parliamentarian's coat of arms, symbolizing their respective family or power.

Karisman took Luo Yan to a newly installed door. On the door hung a dark golden nameplate with the following words engraved on it:

"Member No. 29: Luo Yan, Baron of Black Wind Castle"

"You don't have a last name..." Karlisman said sheepishly, "They might have taken the liberty of using your title as your last name."

Luo Yan nodded and spoke casually.

"It doesn't matter. The name is just a code name. But I still prefer people to call me by my name instead of my title."

"Yes." Karisman respectfully noted this detail, then opened the door for Luo Yan and took him inside.

The entire office is not luxurious, but it exudes the calmness and elegance of a hellish aristocracy.

A large desk made of abyssal ebony was placed in the center of the room. The tabletop was as smooth as a mirror, with a flowing magic pattern embedded in it, which flickered slightly as the light in the room changed. The bookshelf was filled with various demon codes, hell laws, and parliamentary records. The cover of each book had a strange and netherworldly aura, as if it contained the wisdom and secrets of the past owner. An ancient map hung on the wall, depicting the distribution of power in the major territories of the entire hell, and even marked the emblems of different noble families... But it seemed that the map had not been updated for a long time, and the year marked was actually two hundred years ago.

Karisman hurriedly put the map away and apologized to Luo Yan, but Luo Yan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

It seems that no one has used this place for a long time.

Mr. Festing said that the maximum number of members of the Magic City was 42, and the minimum was only 20.

Obviously, the struggle here is no easier than on the surface.

Behind the desk, there is a floor-to-ceiling window connected to the outdoor balcony. Through the window, you can overlook part of the street view of the Magic City. The hell furnace in the distance is burning, reflecting the amethyst dome of the entire Magic City.

"This is your office." Karisman smiled and said considerately, "Generally speaking, parliamentarians don't stay here for a long time. After all, you are a noble, not an ordinary administrative official."

Luo Yan had already heard about these things from Mr. Festing, but he still asked one more question just in case.

"Oh? If there is something that needs to be dealt with, how can you contact me?"

"Don't worry about that. Finding you is one of my core tasks. The Capitol will cooperate with me to solve this problem... As for delivering the letter, it's also easy."

Kalisman coughed and pointed to a black magic stone bracket in the corner of the room. Several dozing bats were hanging upside down on it, and different magic marks were engraved on the wings of each bat.

Luo Yan stared at him for a few seconds and raised his eyebrows with interest.

This thing turned out to be a gargoyle!

The elusive Youyou appeared beside him and said with the same surprise.

"Incredible...they actually have souls?!"

Luo Yan wasn't too surprised, he was just a little curious whether this thing would grow up.

"This is your 'office communication system'," Karisman explained with a smile, "and it is the most reliable way for the Demon City Council to deliver letters - the gargoyle familiar. As long as you leave a mark on it, I only need to send it to your area through the teleportation array, and they will naturally find you."

Luo Yan walked closer, and a few bats seemed to notice his gaze. They shook their stone wings, revealing their wrinkled little faces, and yawned at him.

Astonishing.

Although they were made of stone, they were lifelike and their stone skin felt as smooth as jade, completely different from the stone men in his territory.

"It sounds efficient... What about security? Will he reveal my whereabouts? If I happen to be busy and can't reveal my location."

Karisman said respectfully.

"Don't worry about this. Once they sign a contract with you, their life and death are completely in your hands. Even if they grow up, you can kill them with just a thought... Of course, gargoyles with souls are very expensive, and it's not easy to raise them. I don't recommend you do this. If you don't want them to find you, you just need to tell them, or just recycle them."

Luo Yan nodded and flicked his index finger lightly.

Several dark green magic lights surged out from his fingertips and quickly merged into the wings of the little guys, leaving their mark on them.

The communication system of the Magic City seems to be very backward and there is a lot of room for improvement, but this is not what he is going to do right now.

"From now on, you can just call me... Xiao Hei."

The five bats called out in unison to show their agreement, then glared at each other, flapping their wings and baring their teeth, as if to say "It's me who's calling!" and "It's me!".

These lively little guys brought some life to this cold office. Luo Yan looked at them, smiled, and touched the top of their heads with his index finger.

"Don't fight. You are all Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei No. 1, Xiao Hei No. 2... and No. 3, 4, and 5. You have to get along well when I'm not around. Do you understand?"

This seemed to be a satisfactory result for them, and the noisy little guys stopped quarreling instantly.

Luo Yan looked at Karisman.

"I will be in Black Wind Castle during this period, but I will probably be in Thunder County next month. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions. I will leave this place to you."

Taking this opportunity for advancement very seriously, Karisman suppressed his excitement and nodded respectfully.

"Yes, Lord Demon!"

(End of this chapter)