"If a rabbit says he wants to fly, you must think it's ridiculous?" the Demon King sang merrily, "but I grew wings and soared in the sky. There is nothing impossible, even the Elf King has become a great devil. An illusory picture is a real dream. In my eyes as Bosseto Iffel, everything is so. ”

The Demon King sang so happily that one couldn't help but believe what he said. In Catherine's eyes, the demon king turned out to be cute. He is no longer a treacherous conspirator, but a little rabbit full of ideals and optimism.

"Is it really possible?" the Mud King's eyes gradually became confused as he listened to the Demon King's singing and laughter, "Maybe I should reconsider." ”

Memory also chimed in: "It can indeed be considered that the glory of the empire may not be impossible to reproduce." ”

"Afflictions come from *, and destruction comes from impulse. At this time, the giant wisdom suddenly shouted loudly, and his ancient elven language was melodious and frustrating, and suddenly overshadowed the demon king's singing.

The Mud King's head shook slightly, and his eyes instantly brightened. "Bewitchment. He exclaimed, "Bossetoiffel, you're using demagoguery. Are you provoking, do you think I'm going to be patient and not dare to fight you? This is my world. ”

The Demon King stopped singing happily, he blinked his red eyes, and sang with regret: "The voice of the immortal bird is born with the power of charm. It's not my fault that I now have to speak the way she does. ”

"Qubble, he's quibbling. Catherine stepped forward and said loudly, "You could have stopped singing just now, but you kept singing, not to confuse us, for what?"

The little rabbit walked around the female mage, as if to see her through. The demon king said, "Ahhh You've just gone from one great devil to another. Looks like you've gotten a lot of benefits from the mud devil. As a Friend of West Rum, I also learned to communicate with nature. Uh-huh, that's a pretty good identity and ability. I really want to congratulate you. ”

When the Mud King heard this, he said, "Catherine, you are a disciple of the Lord of Hell?"

"It's not. Catherine hurriedly denied, "He is pretending to be my teacher, I have nothing to do with him, how can I be his disciple." ”

"Your words hurt me so much. The Demon King sang a sad song, "You ungrateful apprentice, I have taught you so much about the spirit world. How unworthy I was, the effort I had spent. But it watered the desert. ”

The Demon King even shed two tears. The red eyes were full of tears. A heartbroken look.

Memory's brow furrowed, and he asked, "Catherine, young human, answer with your sincerity. His Majesty the Demon King said the truth?"

The female mage felt the harshness in the eyes of the old man and the elf king, and she realized that the demon king's words had played an unexpected role. If the Elven King thinks that he is only on his side because of his status as a Friend of West Rum and his ability to communicate naturally, it will definitely make the king feel deceived and insulted.

Catherine involuntarily took a step back, she took a deep breath and said, "The Demon King did tell me the mysteries of the spirit world, but it was not due to the relationship between teacher and student. I don't know what his purpose is, and I am by no means a friend or a mentor with him. ”

The Mud King said, "The heart of nature needs sincerity and purity, and your actions ultimately determine your achievements." Young Catherine. Your way, you walk on your own. ”

Catherine felt that the Elven King seemed to have distanced himself from him when he spoke, and he had lost some of his previous gentleness and intimacy. But it's just a subtle feeling, and it's hard to grasp definitively.

"It's all the damned Demon King's doing!" Catherine scolded in her stomach.

"I've always done good deeds. Ha ha. The Demon King's voice immediately rang out in her head.

With this episode, the four people present were vaguely divided into three camps. The elf king and the old man were always on guard against the demon king, and the demon king was running and jumping on the giant's palm with a big grin, and the female mage stood awkwardly between the two sides.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, and the giant's journey was nearing its end. They gradually walked out of the wilderness and into the beautiful grassland. The sky is so blue, the grass is so green, and the elven king's cabin stands in the distance.

The Demon King was the first to notice the abnormality, and he walked to the edge of his palm and looked around. He jumped off the ground, ran on the grass for a while, and then soared into the blue sky. He finally returned to the palm of wisdom's hand and laughed exaggeratedly: "Amazing, amazing." You actually connected your soul world with this soul illusion. What do you want to do?"

The Demon King squatted on the palm of his hand, holding his chin in thought. The tired elf king began to close his eyes just now, and then he opened his eyes and looked at the demon king, and then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Catherine was also very surprised when she heard the words of the Demon King. She knew very well that she needed to go through the back wall of the wooden house to enter the dense forest, that is, the spirit world of the elven king. It dawned on her that the cabin was actually like her own soul castle, and that this grassland did not belong to the spirit world of the Elven King. In fact, the grassland turned out to be a fantasy of the soul, so staying here will have a different sense of reality.

This makes sense, it is obvious that this soul illusion is used to imprison the elf king.

His Majesty the Demon King was not upset by the Elf King's silence, he quickly asked himself: "What will I do if I am locked up here and want to get out?" Haha, good, good, although it is a stupid method, it is indeed feasible. ”

"Hey, my female disciple, are you also curious?" the Demon King put on a teacher's face, "I told you before that the way to leave the Soul Illusion is to find the key from the real world. However, the great Elven King had apparently never been able to find it, or had no idea how to find the key. So he chose a path that was almost impossible for ordinary people to achieve, fusing his soul world with the illusion, and finally mastering the control of the entire illusion. In my opinion, this would have been a very difficult thing to do. Because to create an illusion that can contain souls, the power of the illusion maker will be far greater than the soul he imprisons. ”

But the venerable Great Devil of the Mud, who had done it, had finally raised his soul power to a very powerful height after a long and incomparable time. The Demon King couldn't help but sigh, "In order to improve your soul power, you chose to become a devil, and you actually succeeded in evolving three soul wills. If you thought of it all on your own, then all I can say is that you must be a genius. Of course, any Elven King is a great genius. ”