"No, elves." The big eyes on the petals of Brayid blinked, as if he didn't understand what Ninety-Nine was trying to ask.

"Then you, a demon, went in like that??"

"Oh, that's what you're talking about...... Hmph, hmph." With the smug snort of the demon worm, a pink magic circle appeared on top of the demon's head in an instant.

Ninety-nine was immediately ready to attack, but in the next second, the magic circle actually swept over Brayid's huge body, and then, in the blink of an eye, the big plant-based big meat insect in front of him actually turned into an elf beautiful boy in a turquoise tuxedo!!

"That's it~" Brayid said flirtatiously.

That's right! Absolutely beautiful boy! The deep and vast blue pupils reveal a composure that is different from the appearance of youth; The flowing jade-colored short hair and long eyelashes make the teenager in front of him a little more girlish and beautiful.

On his chest and shoulders hung the useless ear-shaped medal that only nobles would put on it, highlighting the strong atmosphere of a child. Proper little boy!

Ninety-nine's heart has been hit again! "Wow! I want to quit! I don't want to live anymore! Why are there so many handsome guys and beautiful boys every day! Lao Tzu is also a traverser! Even if you're not the protagonist, you can't do this to me! ”

"Yesterday it was the Viscount, I endured it, and today there is another demon! Wow! Kami! You TM--!!"

The anger in Ninety-Nine's heart almost broke through his throat, but he still needed to endure it. Ninety-nine's eyes died, and he said, "Eh, I see."

"That's right~ After my seamless makeup skills, I have perfectly deceived the group of stupid elves, whether it is temperament, smell, or appearance, it is perfect!" The young man spun around gorgeously, followed by his hands flat, as if a 'hey, why is Lao Tzu so handsome' shape, which made the jealousy and anger in Ninety-nine's heart even stronger.

"Wow!! Gass!! ”

"Oh hehe...... Ninety-Nine still has a cute smile on his face, but his eyes are dead, and his heart is MMP.

"But I really didn't expect that the King of the Nights was actually a demon king." The pseudo-elf nudged Velikov with his hand.

"Well, can I ask a question?" Velikov, who had not spoken, looked at Ninety-Nine solemnly-yes-since the Demon King had been summoned, why didn't he see the Demon King now?

"Huh? Is it~ What about Lucye?" The pseudo-elves clasped their hands around their chests and were also curious.

"I'm back." Ninety-nine said casually (dumbfounded), but his originally dim eyes lit up. "Before I could say it, I actually asked myself, click~"

"Ahhh?!!!h The two people on the opposite side of x2 were momentarily stunned.

"Oops, that Demon King (big guy) seems to be busy. But tell me before you leave—" Ninety-Nine said with a wicked grin, but then his bloody eyes became serious, "It's not the Demon King you're thinking of summoning, but—the Demon God."

In an instant, the atmosphere became very strange, and the atmosphere became obviously colder, you must know that this matter is the same as the resurrection magic of the elven race, it belongs to the top secret that few people know even in the clan! Even Ninety-Nine didn't know what the hell the demon god was.

The atmosphere was solemn, neither Velikov nor Brayid spoke, both of them were thinking about something.

Suddenly, the green-haired beautiful boy chuckled, and then spread his hands as if he had seen everything, "I see, that's why you won't let me use that summoning magic again." Hehe, I, Brayid, hereby assure you that I will never activate that summoning magic again, Lord of the Night."

The beautiful young man in front of him had a sharp and handsome light in his eyes.

"Uh......" "What do you see??" Ninety-nine was confused, "Well...... Anyway, just don't summon it, I'm not a bone arrogant, and this is not a brain emperor, even if I understand something, it has nothing to do with me......"

"And even if it is summoned...... Hehe, what does it have to do with me...... I'm just in charge of resurrecting you so that my future is a little better. ”

After a short half-second of thought, Ninety-Nine pretended to know the same thing, and said, "Well, that's right, that's it, so I hope you don't try again until you're completely sure."

Ninety-nine said casually.

"OK, no problem. Do you have any other commands, my lord?" The beautiful boy tilted his head and smiled gently, and said in his heart, "Sure enough, he knows ......"

The side face of the green hair is with a hint of cuteness and a hint of handsomeness. With this aristocratic tuxedo, it's not too handsome.

Ninety-nine continued to maintain his superficial cuteness, pursing his lips in his heart, and the fire of jealousy could make him kill the demon again at almost any time. It's a tentacle demon, and it's okay to resurrect your demon, but why is it the same boy, why can you tell it's a boy!

Phew—Phew! (puff puff)

"Well, hand it over...... Friends. Brayid, and Velikov. Is that okay?" When Ninety-Nine said that when he made friends, he looked very shy, and the crimson floated on his face, looking like a tsundere little princess. However...... Actually: It's all because I'm saying something against my will!!

You want to be friends with the devil! It's disgusting!!

But as the saying goes, multiple friends have multiple paths, and if you are lucky E, it must be right to make more friends.

"Oh? Hmmm?!!!" Suddenly, this pseudo-elf was not calm, he suddenly raised his hand high, and his deep eyes looked down at the snowy sky: "Oh!! Lord Demon! I actually made a friend! In this vast loneliness, I actually got friends again! Ahh How wonderful is that! How lucky! What an honor! Obviously you are the benefactor of the resurrection, and you can only be a dog and a horse, but you actually want to be friends with me. hoo，Avvra-xiKo！ (Demon Language: Praise the Demon God)"

The young man in front of him, who looked so obviously super punctual, was like a neuropath, like a poet sighing. Ninety-nine couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. "And what does that last sentence mean?"

Then the poet withdrew his hand raised in the air to his abdomen, and the gentleman saluted: "It is an honour to be your friend in Nizhny Braid!"

"Whew......" Vilikov beside him looked at Braid with some disgust, and sighed, still a little paralyzed overall, "It's an honor to be a friend of the King of the Night."

"Speaking of which, I don't think I introduced myself. My name is Velikov. ……」

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- It's over?

Ninety-nine looked at Vilikov, who didn't say anything more in front of him, in embarrassment.

"Hey! Are you done with that?" The beautiful boy pushed.

"Hmm."

- Is it really the end of the introduction?! Are you a shy junior high school student?! Wouldn't it be nice to say more!!

"Whew, sometimes, I really think you're like a dumb person!" The beautiful boy complained, "That, I'll introduce it to you."

"He is a member of the 'Sages', the priesthood of the Red Cloud Empire. It's a boring, boring, and a little weird human being, usually like a stake, and basically doesn't speak."

Hearing Brayid say this about himself, this person seems, seems, has no intention of refuting at all!!

9 And he whispered, "It is not good for thou shalt say so."

"Huh?! I think so. But he's like a wooden head." Saying that, the young man made an extremely disgusted face.