Hansting, who was hiding in the back room on the second floor and was now cleaning up the kitchen, shuddered.

There was no soundproofing magic applied in the building, and it didn't take much effort for him to overhear all the conversation outside the walls.

But Hanstin didn't want to do that. This is completely an occupational disease left over from the past, and before he knows it, his ears will be filled with various sounds, and this information will be automatically filtered.

Useless voices are quickly passed away and do not remain in his mind, while useful voices are clearly imprinted in his mind, making him a professional and excellent intelligence officer.

But he doesn't belong to any demon king now, just a jobless vagrant who has to mix and go.

The reason why he is helping in the kitchen now is because he was introduced by a small vendor who has dealt with him a few times before. However, Hansteen had no idea a few hours ago that this little vendor would pit him into a banquet of this level.

If you can know in advance...... Hansting's inner villain burst into tears.

He really, absolutely never, will not come!!

God knows if there will be any demon king who comes to the banquet who is keen to kill people, he doesn't want to lose his life because he 'overheard' something!

"Hansting, you can go and rest. ”

After a while, Hanstin pinched the time, and just as he was busy with his work, the director in charge of logistics came and called him to leave.

Temporary workers like Hanstin are billed by the hour, and a few are enough to hire during the busiest times. Now that the banquet is coming to an end, the demon king has begun to leave the hall. The rest of the follow-up work will be enough for them, Loxani's subordinates.

Hanstin took the money and immediately walked out of the castle without looking back.

But before he had walked a few steps, he saw two demons who were temporary workers like him returning the same way, and as they went, they said how they should go back, and the outside was not something that a little minion of their level could break through.

What?

Hanstin was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly rushed to see.

Oops, Oops, Oops, Oop

It was exactly as the two demons said. In the small door in the castle, which is responsible for the entry and exit of the attendants, when you open the door, you can only see a vast starry sky, and there is no way to come at all.

Even, Hansting, who had just reached the Ninth Order and One Heaven in cultivation, couldn't even tell if this starry sky was an illusion.

Hanstin was dumbfounded. Isn't he's going to be trapped here......?

"Huh? I thought it was an energy shield laid by Kunmaz, but it doesn't look like it. ”

A whisper suddenly sounded behind him, so that Hanstin was almost scared to death.

Hansting, who hadn't been so close to him for too long and didn't know it, squatted down as if his body had been cut off, and his left hand had already subconsciously touched the hilt of his knife.

But the knife could not be unsheathed.

All perception is sealed, and only darkness remains in sight.

Hanstin only felt that at that moment, there were countless needles and threads that locked him firmly.

And he couldn't move, and became the prey to be slaughtered.

Death walked gently past him, and when Hanstin came back to his senses, there was a cold sweat behind his back. He fell to the ground.

A soft magic came out of his hand, Xun Jing helped him up, and smiled, "Are you okay?"

Hanstin recognized the face and the voice, and quickly put away his knife and bowed respectfully. "Hello, His Royal Highness Xunjing, the King of [Silk Dance]. I was so rude just now, please forgive me. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I was not good just now, and I scared you a little. Xun Jing waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

After he had eaten and drunk enough, he wandered here casually. Unexpectedly, he found that the energy shield outside was even more complicated than he imagined, so he took a closer look.

Unexpectedly, because they got too close, Hansting's counterattack was aroused. Xun Jing had no choice but to take the lead in using his ability to block his movements.

If this young man really swung this knife at him, he would probably only be punished with death.

"Then, Your Highness Xunjing, I'll ......" Hanstin lowered his head, wondering if he was going to go back to do more free work for a while.

"Hey~ Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Xun Jing suddenly had a plan, interrupted Hansting's words with a smile, and broke his heart to leave by the way: "You were thinking about how to get out just now, right? I can help you." ”

Hanstin was still very cautious: "I don't need to worry about His Highness worrying about me, I can solve it myself." ”

"Don't be so nervous, I won't hurt you. Xun Jing gently patted Hanstin on the shoulder. Hansting's performance reminded him of a child in his territory, and made him happy to say a few more words: "I kind of want to play with this energy cover, but I think it may be a little rude to His Excellency Sheng Ling, so let you be a little reason for me~"

Hanstin didn't dare answer.

Isn't it, you want to 'play' this energy shield, but you're afraid of upsetting your master, so let him be a shield??

In the face of Hansting's silence, Xun Jing continued to pat his shoulder with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Excellency Sheng Ling is not a personality who will care about you." You're more likely to get into a fight with me on the spot. ”

Isn't that even worse!?

You two god-level fights, do you really think the ninth-order next to you can live?

Hansting's inner villain was full of black lines, and on the surface, he could only pull out a little stiff smile and say some words of thanks.

Satisfied, Hanstin teased Hansting, Xunjing opened the door and stretched out his hands to the starry sky.

Hansting's hands, which could only be seen, gradually turned into crystals, crystal clear, every vein was clearly visible, and the center of the bone shimmered with golden light.

He stared intently. I thought to myself, does the king horn of [Silk Dance] really represent Xunjing's ability? His fingers are gently moving, is it really a silk thread or something wrapped around his hand? But what is it......

Poor Hanstin was only a ninth-order, and he couldn't even stare at the Xun Jing for a long time. A few seconds later, he had to look away because he was disturbed by the power of the law.

Xun Jing naturally didn't explain anything to Hansting, and he didn't care about his actions. His current mind is all in this starry sky.

Sheng Ling, the king of [Night Arrival], is also a third-class god cultivator like him. But Xunjing's cultivation has reached the point, and it is no longer possible to impact to a higher level.

Sheng Ling is different. He is a demon king who has only been in the god rank for more than three hundred years, and has extremely high potential, and even became a popular demon discussed in the heavenly abyss for a time.

Now, Sheng Ling must be manipulating his enchantment to deal with his cracking, right?

Xun Jing thought to himself, this kind of gentle confrontation is really too suitable for a warm-up before the martial arts. He'll show off the legacy of the old Demon King!