Antanas looked at the throbbing in Pranay's eyes and felt that Pranai's heart had been pried.

Pranay's eyes shone with an indescribable light, the first time in a long time that he had encountered the gift of fate.

"Pranay, look at me, what you are afraid of is not dying, but of achieving nothing, afraid that you will die worthless, afraid of repeated failures, afraid of continuing to be muddy, obviously you were very brave when you took the initiative to explain your thoughts to me for your sister, aren't you?"

The poet of great love is still comforting Pranai,

"Other demons just don't understand you and misunderstand you, but I believe I've seen it with my own eyes. They have never communicated with you so seriously that they have not found your right and their mistakes. ”

The deep words and the look in his eyes seemed to tell Pranay that one day, everyone would leave and go to the place where they belonged.

It's like asking him, you've been in pain, you've been very uncomfortable, what you want, what you want to become, I'll do it for you, so tell me what you think.

“……”

Pranay stared at the new king, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Maybe it was the impulse that made him very different from himself, and he wanted to break his own rules of conduct for hundreds of years.

He didn't know if he was going to make a serious mistake now.

But he felt that since he had been so wrong before, why couldn't he take a gamble and trust his instincts?

The gods have never favored any living being.

Only living beings can love living beings.

Only living beings can save the souls of living beings.

This is the perfect demon king he has longed for for a long time, and if he misses it, he won't have it again.

"I'll go with you."

With mist at the corners of his mouth, Pranay stood up from the cold stone platform, then knelt down on one knee in front of the Great Love Poet and waited silently.

He was waiting for the new king to conclude a contract with him for the prison of Herrom.

"No, I don't need your loyalty, I don't need your life, I'm here just to give you back my freedom, not to put another lock on you."

The poet of great love took Planai's arms lightly, made him rise, and looked at him with a smile.

“…… Thank you. ”

Pranay's eyes drooped, and the price was too light for him to bear, so he could only repay the other party with sincerity.

“……”

Antanas watched not far away with a twitch in the corners of his eyes.

You don't want to brush his favorability anymore, it's really about to become mind control.

Antanas was eager to say this to the new king.

She had just watched the new king convince Sinora on the negative fifth floor, and now she watched the new king turn Pranai into a believer again in just a few minutes, and she couldn't imagine what she could do to the human beings on earth if she gave the new king a chance to preach in Herrom.

That's it.

The poet patted Planai on the back and led him down the stone platform like an old friend after a long absence.

"But I'm a little puzzled, Planai, why do you think that the two general-level combat forces are the ticket to this imperial dispute?"

The Great Love Poet asked, looking sideways at Pranay in confusion.

In fact, Pranay's opinion, Lanch agrees, and the only thing that the biggest deviation between his judgment and Pranay is here.

"I'll tell you! That's it, Pranay saw the northern border of the Protos Empire some time ago......"

Antanas raised his hand and stepped forward, went to the Poet of Love, and told the Poet of Love what Pranai had told them earlier.

Wait until Antanas finishes what Pranai had said earlier like a repeater.

“……”

The black-haired, green-eyed poet looked at Pranay strangely.

"I'm sorry, Wang, but I'm still scared, and the closer I get to the truth, the more unsettling it becomes."

Pranai looked into the new king's eyes and said.

Gifted magic always brought him closer to the truth, the future that made him think all the time, but scared all the time.

Not to be offended, but to know if the new king would insist on staying in the Protos Empire or make a new decision when he learned of this fact.

It's just that no matter how the new king is chosen, he will follow to the end.

“……”

Neither Antanas nor Cinora understood why the new king had such an expression, and the new king did not answer Pranai's questions for a while.

Originally, I thought that the king's expression would be more solemn, or simply calm and without any waves at all, but I didn't expect that now the king is a little confused, and his head seems to be dropping a question mark.

"Ugh."

The poet shook his head and sighed.

He pulled out a stack of magic cards and swiped them quickly in front of Pranay like shuffling.

"Pranay, do you see a card?"

The Great Love Poet asked, looking into Pranai's eyes.

"Yes."

Pranay nodded.

There are all kinds of cards, but there is only one orange card, and the rank and card map are particularly clear.

"Did you make a note of a card?"

The poet of great love washed the cards in his hand and asked.

"Yes."

Pranay replied.

"Do you remember the cards here?"

The poet of great love opened the stack of magic cards like a folding fan, and asked Pranay again.

"Nope."

Pranay shook his head.

That incomparably conspicuous magic card is inexplicably missing.

The Great Love Poet looked at Pranay with a smile.

"That's because you're getting too close......"

The poet of great love said, echoing in Pranay's ears like the whispers of angels,

"The closer you get – the less you see the truth."

The Great Love Poet raised his hand and threw the stack of magic cards backwards, and among the translucent magic cards scattered in the sky, only the last orange magic card hidden in the middle stood out and shattered in midair.

The distinctive texture makes it look both illusory and ethereal, and the flow of the lines on the card seems to be a living heartbeat, as if suspended on the edge of the physical and the non-corporeal.

The magic card suddenly became shining.

Its entangled spirals separated with the liberation of power, condensing into a huge vortex.

The runic light around the Frost Prison was twisted, pulled, and even torn apart by the vortex.

As the vortex quickly stabilized, a hole cracked in the center, revealing its true form—a giant wolf surrounded by space-time fault-like crimson runes, roaming its dark and deep body.

The red lines on its body are like a groundbreaking force, and each line is flickering and breathing, as if connected to another dimension.

“……！！！”

Pranay's eyes widened, and her pupils trembled as she looked at the giant wolf.

Obviously that day...... What he saw was a mysterious man in the northern snowfields summoning this terrible wolf, ending everything in a monstrous white fire!

Only this wolf, he will not admit mistakes, why is this wolf here?

"Don't worry, that's a friend."

The Great Love Poet patted Planai on the shoulder and grinned.

It wasn't magic just now, it was just a small magic trick that hid the [Nuclear Fusion Wolf].

Pranay's eyes can see through magic, but not through it.

"What the hell are you ......"

For the first time, Pranay felt that his eyes were not necessarily so reliable, but he couldn't take them off his eyes.

Full of fascination with this new king, whose identity is unknown.

Past experience and his own natural magic turned out to be wrong, but only the intuition in his heart at the moment made him irresistible.

"I'll talk about it later, there are some things I have to discuss with the three of you in detail after I get out of prison, what I have to do now is to get out of this prison as soon as possible."

The Great Love Poet replied lightly.

Side.

“……”

Antanas felt that Pranai had completely fallen.

She shook her head.

The new king is really a sinful female demon.

But why did the new king say that he would let them see his true body later......

Isn't that gray-haired and blue-eyed look true enough?

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