"Huh?"

When the morning sun shone on the face of the demon king, who had slept comfortably all night, he woke up almost instantly.

Slowly got up, but there was no one around him, only a strange creature like a hot water bag that seemed to be pillowing on his pillow just now.

"What are you? What about Kelly? ”

The real name of the "Warm Water Bag" is [Tidal Elemental], but it is only the lowliest elemental minion, worse than the ones who are responsible for watering the flesh-eating demon flowers in Emily's sea of flowers in the Demon King City.

Kelly was so distraught when she summoned it that she didn't give it many instructions at all, or only one - it couldn't disappear until the man woke up.

It used its elemental perception to understand it thoroughly, and now that the mission target in front of it had "awakened", it seemed to nod with satisfaction.

Then, in front of the Demon King, he turned into a small puddle of sea...

The Demon King, who was full of confusion, had no choice but to drag his hair, which had just woken up and was stiff from sleeping on a stool, and his hair was messed up by his poor sleeping posture like a chicken nest, and tried to ask for help.

"What about people? Jack! Celia! Where are you? ”

The wide hall was empty, only the Demon King's own shouts echoed in the hall, and everything looked so weird.

Of course, soon the Brotherhood's guards trotted up to receive the powerful and friendly new Warlord. The breakfast was very rich, and the captain of the guard was also very enthusiastic to sit on the side. It's just that when the demon king asked about his own people and Camille, this honest and simple warrior seemed to be a little hesitant, not knowing whether to say it or not.

At the strong request of the Demon King, the captain of the guard slapped his head and simply took him to the square after breakfast.

It was a terrible sight, and just last night, after Kelly left, a series of chain events occurred.

First, Camille, after thoroughly drowning Jack down, sneaks to the City of Redemption convoy to find Father Anderson. Incidentally, he made a statement about the friendship between Redemption City and Vulture City and even the Brotherhood a day earlier, completely ignoring the fact that most of the main managers and the strongest warrior class on both sides were present.

Then, when Camille pulled Anderson away, the whole camp was blown up.

Everyone, from the people of the City of Redemption to the soldiers of the Brotherhood, had long since hated the war between the two sides that had been going on for decades. At this time, hearing such a statement, it was still from the newly appointed war lord of one of the parties, and everyone was boiling.

The earth-shattering cheers followed, followed by dancing celebrations, and then, everybody brought out some of the spirits they had kept privately, and the captain of the guard himself that night brought out several barrels of dwarven ale, who knows where he got it from.

No one cared about this, and the men began to drink and laugh and dance until dawn, and then they were exhausted and fell asleep one by one.

So what was now presented to the Demon King was a terrible and miserable appearance - a large group of his own warriors and Brotherhood soldiers were stacked on top of each other, making a snoring sound that shook the sky, and the smell of alcohol almost stunted people.

The captain of the guard on the side even covered his face with his hand, he didn't know how to explain this kind of thing, and he knew very well that his tragedy was not over, and there would be some more unexpected things to come.

"Alas——! Forget it, it's busy anyway, it's better to be willing to drink than to be willing to fight! ”

The Demon King can only comfort himself like this, and try to ignore some empty barrels of antifreeze lying all over the ground...

- What did these bastards drink!?

"Alas-" sighed one after another, and the demon king suddenly felt that his future days were probably not as good as he imagined.

"Let's go," he forcibly pulled up the captain of the guard, who had crouched almost to the ground out of shame and anger, trying to feel like he was escaping from this drunken yard.

"Take me to Camille, I have something to look for him, and the priest who came with me."

"This.."

Sure enough, it came to the part that the captain of the guard didn't want to talk about, because this was the most humiliating part.

"Okay!" As if he had made some important decision, he clasped his hands together and began to move forward to meet his fate.

When he saw Camille and Father Anderson this morning, even the Captain of the Guard, who had withdrawn from the front line of the confrontation with the undead old Joe, felt a trace of despair, and the real despair was that he had to show that miserable appearance to a war lord whose soldiers were all drunk.

The banquet hall was the innermost part of the entire castle, and along the way, looking at the worse and worse face of the captain of the guard, the demon king almost thought that Camille and the priest had fought and killed both of them last night.

Although he was ready to face everything, he was stunned when the hidden door of the banquet hall was pushed open.

For a moment, the extremely angry Demon King even really hoped that the two goods would open the film to each other and then both die miserably.

Instead of burping like two dead pigs while sleeping directly in the middle of a table of leftovers!

"Max!"

A small thing rushed out from under the table and threw itself directly into the arms of the demon king with a surprised face.

Just like the first time they met, Celia's face was dirty, as if she had just woken up, blinking her eyes wide, and hugging the demon king's neck.

"Uncle Camille, they're so scary!"

The little guy with tears in his eyes successfully shattered the last trace of kindness in the demon king's heart.

"Tell the guards to run." Holding Celia, who was about to cry, the demon king ruthlessly gave instructions.

"Give me some water, big buckets, preferably freshly drawn from the well!"

"But, my lord, this—" The Captain of the Guard looked embarrassed, after all, for a group of drunken VIPs, he could even guess what the warlord who had not been angry until now was going to do.

The main thing is that he has nothing to do, but he is afraid that he will be held accountable to himself in the end, and after thinking about it, he didn't move.

"Don't go yet!" With a flicker of eyes, the Demon King revealed a fury that was enough to breathe people's souls.

"Yes!" The frightened veteran went to work, and the voice of him scolding his guards could be heard in the distance, after all, it was a bit embarrassing.

"Na-Max, listen to me."

As if feeling neglected, Celia tugged the Demon King's collar to get his attention, and then told him about the grievances she had suffered yesterday.

"What's wrong?"

is different from the horror just now, in the face of this child like a sister, Liu Xinming will always have infinite patience.

"Hmmm! They drank a lot yesterday! Grandpa drank more than he drank with you after he brought me back! ”

"So—"

As the soldiers busily fetched cold water from the well, the banquet hall was in harmony, as if to pave the way for the future.