Andil certainly remembers. He'd only fought Reddy once in his life, and then suffered the only crushing defeat in his life, and he certainly couldn't forget it.

Reddy, who defeated him, thought his abilities were very interesting and useful, so he killed him and took him under his command.

After that, Andil proved his usefulness step by step, and it didn't take long for him to become Reddy's right-hand man and start to take charge of the internal affairs of Demon King City.

"Do you want me to go on? I could describe the details of that day in more detail—"

"No need, Lord Reddy, it was a rude subordinate just now. With you in the Demon King City, although it is only a painting, it is enough to settle down some guys who are about to move. The big-horned demon king in the painting raised his eyebrows: "What, someone wants to rebel?" ”

"I'll tell you more about it later." Andil pushed open the office door. Seeing the mountain of papers on the table, Reddy suddenly regretted coming here.

Ringer handed the painting to Andil and said with a smile: "Then this painting will be handed over to you." Andil respectfully took it, walked into the office with the portrait, and before closing the door, he suddenly turned his head and stared into Ringer's eyes and asked, "Your Excellency the Tongue Demon won't tell my secret, will you?" Ringer smiled and shook his head, with a sincere look.

Andil looked at him twice, then closed the door. After leaving the office, Ringer planned to go to see the little white dragon Heath, so he wandered to the Demon King's library.

Pushing open the heavy door of the stack, he had just stepped into the interior of the stack when a white figure floated down from the tall shelf.

The little white dragon Heath landed lightly in front of Ringer, surrounded by tiny crystals like snowflakes.

"Tongue Demon, did you come to see me?" Ringer felt a chill over his face.

"Well, I'll come and see you," he nodded, then curiously observed the white crystals surrounding Heath,

"What is this?"

"Oh, it's crystallization magic, I found it in the library, and I love this." Heath raised a small hand, and a cluster of crystals emerged from her palm,

"They're beautiful, aren't they?"

"It's beautiful. If you're here alone, won't you get bored? ”

"Bored? No, how can I be bored with them. More clusters of crystals appeared around Heath, swirling around her,

"And there are so many interesting books, I love it here."

"That's fine, I'm afraid you're not used to it." Heath lowered her head and said with some embarrassment: "That, in fact, occasionally, I also want to talk to others a little bit, listen to other people's voices, it's too quiet here......"

"Hasn't anyone been here lately?" Heath shook her head.

"Okay, then I'll take time out to see you here regularly in the future."

"Really?" Heath's cold little face was flushed with a hint of joy,

"Won't it be too much trouble for you?"

"No, I would have been here regularly to look for books."

"Well, I'll help you find it when the time comes. I'll be able to familiarize myself with all the book types here as soon as possible. ”

"Then I'll leave it to you then." Ringer laughed,

"Also, don't forget the membership card I gave you, if you want to talk to someone, use that."

"Well, I remember." Accompanied by Heath, Ringer spent a few hours in the afternoon in the library.

An hour before the bar opened, Ringer returned to the bar. As soon as he entered, before he could turn on the light, he felt a gaze behind him.

He didn't have to turn around to know who it was, Doorling Miria, but he had never felt such a warm gaze.

He looked back and saw the scene behind the door, and couldn't help but be stunned. The door is no longer just a face, but a complete body silhouette.

The curves are enchanting, concave and convex, like a vivid relief painting, and the woman in the painting seems to be about to come out of the door.

The face was still the one he knew Miria, staring at him with burning eyes.

"Miria, is this your body?" After Ringer calmed down, he asked in surprise as he looked at the figure on the door.

"yes, yes, do you want to touch it? Come on, touch it! Miria's tongue sprang out of her mouth and swayed violently, like a bait to lure her prey.

Seeing this tongue, Ringer couldn't help but think that not long ago, he had been enchanted by this tongue. Thinking of this, his enchanted right hand burned faintly.

"Congratulations, you're about to get your body back." Ringer had no intention of touching it at all. It looked like her body was visible, but she couldn't move.

Otherwise, it's weird and scary, just imagine being grabbed by a hand as soon as you enter the door, it's too scary.

"Really, don't you touch it?" Milia asked again.

"Uh, don't touch it."

"Hey, okay." Miria looked disappointed, her eyes drooping, and she looked at the floor, her body slowly sinking into the door, leaving only a face.