Lucario protested, so let's answer a little more seriously.

"Actually, if you ask me what you think, I really can't answer why, all my actions have been without deliberately setting goals, purely following the trend, and letting it go when the mood comes, or should I say that now it has evolved into this state of affairs, and it is I who really want to shout why it is." I rubbed my face with my hands tiredly, I would open a catering business but the food in another world was not appetizing, and the part-time bard was even more crooked, you must know that the original bard was just a fabricated identity to blend into the commercial city......

Ah, ah, if you investigate it seriously, I'm afraid the culprit who caused me to sit on this name is none other than Luvika, this girl's Seraphic Angel is no different from the fat tiger in Doraemon in terms of personality, and it is already the norm to tamper with my personal belongings without permission, and at first the monthly revenue table of Demon King City will inexplicably have an extra royalty tax, which is Luvica's own initiative to take the novel I copied out of boredom to print.

Of course, I wasn't a fuel-efficient lamp, and later, in revenge, I gave Beatrice all the fat pieces that Luvica had thrown around.

What's the use of handing it to Beatrice, you ask?

Simple, I still remember hearing Luvica mention that the Seraphs can be regarded as a super condensed version of the light element, so even if it is only a few days of close-fitting underwear, it can't obtain sub-artifact attributes like the ruffled blue fat one I started at the beginning, but with the divine aura contaminated on it, it is completely enough to be used as a weapon against necromantic enemies.

Imagine facing the army of necromancy, when the bishop of the church ascended to the heights, the paladins below took out a fat piece from behind their waists and threw it towards the necromantic army, and then in the midst of neither explosion nor violent sound, all the necromantic spirits who approached the fat place let out a terrible howl, and the crackling sound of fried beans all over their bodies was purified under the light of the gods so that there was no dust, leaving only the fat man left on the ground to tell the previous battle situation...... Not intense.

In order to avoid the circulation of necromantic grenades in the future, I finally wisely adopted the second option, which is diluted with water.

Imagine that fruit juice concentrate becomes a drink that is usually sold in stores outside after being washed with water, so the fat that Luvica wore should naturally be able to be successfully commercialized in the same way.

With this belief, after the operation of the dark goblins under his command, sure enough, all the buckets that have been soaked in the fat one, the ordinary spring water in them has become holy water that can cause damage to the necromantic creatures, and then the holy water is diluted twice, and the holy water that is now specially distributed to the clergy of various churches was born.

Although she felt a little guilty when she heard that someone would drink the holy water, Luvica didn't need to excrete it, and since her body was a light element, she didn't stain her clothes at all, but the clothes she wore would be as clean as they were when she came back from the dry cleaners, so I thought that even if the source of the holy water was punctured one day, it wouldn't be the Consumer Foundation that would come to her door.

Well, in order to show that Demon King City is a clean and fair manufacturer, if the user finds that the holy water of the day is a little white and turbid, then we will still refund it, but I don't know how many times it has been diluted, so it stands to reason that it won't have any impact.

Hearing my complaints, Lucario nodded with concern.

"Alas, this is mainly because Xu Mo you don't have a sense of self as a public figure, normally you will slowly adapt after a while, if you don't plan to increase your fame, the best thing to do now is to keep a low profile and let the passing years reduce the impact." Clapping his hands, Lucario shrugged his shoulders half-self-deprecatingly: "But if you still want to be the Demon King, just take what I said earlier as, as long as you continue to claim this name and don't hang up after that, the level of attention of other forces will not decline."

"Sounds sad."

"It is undeniable that public figures just have no privacy, don't look at me running around like this and no one seems to be following, but roughly where I have been, except for the forces that do not enter the stream, there is actually a rough direction." Lucario paused, and then stretched out his hand and pointed at his face: "Even if I disguise the situation, it won't change, but fortunately, those who record it also know how to accept it when they see it, and if they don't want to turn against the legendary brave family, even if they record their whereabouts, they will stop at the point."

"Wait, so you're always with a bunch of paparazzi behind you?" I reached out and grabbed my hair, and said with a headache, "Doesn't this mean that if you follow your actions, even the most secret battles will be exposed?"

"Ah, don't worry about that." Lucario waved his hand calmly: "If you really want to hide your whereabouts and act alone, then just touch all the surveillance before leaving, after all, it is an unsightly order, even if all the men sent out are dead, you can't protest, not to mention that I am only the intended successor and not the current one, and it is impossible to exaggerate the importance too much, and it is normal to pass on information once every few dozen days, so as long as you kill the person who is surveilling, naturally the whereabouts during that period of time will become a mystery...... Then again, what is a paparazzi?"

"Well, it's similar to a profession in intelligence, but their intelligence is mainly based on people."

"Hahaha, anyway, unless you can eradicate the surveillance person by yourself, it's better to bring the guards with you." Lucario smiled indifferently, probably because he was happy to have someone who could watch the fire from the other side.

"By the way, there is one more thing to say this time, although it is just my personal speculation, but considering the subsequent impact of this incident, it is very likely that after a while, you will be judged by the Adventurer Guild as a possible candidate for the Demon King, of course, this judgment is limited to the human territory, and because it is only a possible candidate, there will be no bounty order or anything like that, but there should still be adventurers who want to be famous to crusade against you." Lucario pinched his fingers and explained while calculating: "There are several conditions for being a possible candidate to be regarded as the next Demon King, one is that the person concerned needs to call himself the Demon King to the outside world, and the other is that he must have a considerable number of subordinates, and there must be a person with considerable fame on the continent, as for the third one, it is much simpler, that is, to have a real territory, obviously, Xu Mo, you have met three conditions at the same time, and even the four heavenly kings under the seat have been gathered......

"The Four Heavenly Kings?" I was stunned, then silently counted in my head, and said, "You mean Cyno, Luvica, Beatrice, and Diana?"

"Ahem, it's a pity that your Miss Centaur didn't make the list."

After thinking about it, it makes sense, although it is not very embarrassing for the person concerned, but if Diana is included, I am afraid that it will evolve into "Hmph, she is just the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings." Such a situation.

"Wait, if Diana is excluded, then there are only three of them, and who is the Fourth Heavenly King?"

"......" Lucario paused for a long time and said slowly, "Robin, Wonder Boy."

"It turned out to be you, ahhhh!!h (To be continued.) )