"Huh? It's not because you called me a brave man that I..." As he said that, the Demon King paused, his eyes became sharp, and he asked: "What do you want to say."

The saint smiled slightly and said, "You must have discovered that you envy the brave."

"How can it be!"

Just when the devil was about to get angry, he suddenly froze.

It seems that this is really what happened.

He recalled that when he was the Demon King, he would watch the past adventures of the brave man through the crystal ball alone in his room, and even put a lot of effort into creating a clone to go on adventures with him.

Is this really the case?

Just when he was struggling, the saint smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

The devil looked at her complainingly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just wondering why, as a demon king, you look so human."

The Demon King was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "This is probably because my master is also a human being."

And he is also a brave man...

For the demons, humans are incomprehensible. They have complex social relationships and family relationships. For the demons, they have no so-called relatives. All status is measured by strength. The weak are slaves of the strong. At the same level,

We are all enemies, no friends at all.

It is their lifelong creed to become stronger, kill the superiors and climb up, so the people who want the Demon King's death most are not humans, but the subordinates who are eyeing the Demon King's position.

The Demon King also knows this, so it is common for him to brutally kill his subordinates. In order to scare others into obeying him, the Demon King has to be cruel and terrifying to make his subordinates surrender.

The saint seemed to understand this truth, and could see through Richard's unusualness at a glance.

"I see. If possible, I would really like to meet your master. What kind of person is he who can teach a demon king?" the saint said with a smile.

The Demon King immediately made a serious face.

"Hmph, don't give me that playful smile. You want to use me to resist the Demon King's army. Do you naively think that I will fall for your trick?"

"Well, yes, don't you plan to do this yourself?" the saint replied without hesitation.

"Hey, hey, I am a devil after all, can you give me some face?" the devil asked.

The saint smiled. This was the first time she could smile sincerely and said, "Then you have to give my saint some face."

The Demon King was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Next time."

After saying that, he turned into a black mist and gradually shrank into a little bit.

"Wait until the next time you wear pajamas."

As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared without a trace, taking the saint's headscarf with him.

…

The other person seems to understand his inner thoughts and knows a lot of things.

The Demon King would have gotten angry and killed her because of his embarrassment, but he calmed down for some reason. He felt that chatting with her was quite fun, and he felt inexplicably happy and joyful, and he would unknowingly say something from his heart.
Chapter completed!