Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

The tip of the sword glowing coldly pressed against his throat.

——I lost.

The weight and pressure from the body are quite clear.

——It is Monroe who is pressing him by the lake now.

There was a dark red burning flame in the opponent's eyes.

——It feels like there are some...

"Hill." He called his name slowly in a low voice

——Unexpected inner looseness.

Hill raised his hand and held the sword. This time he used magic power, so his sword immediately turned into a cloud of cold mist, which gushed out from the gap between the five fingers he gathered.

The loss of this match is expected, because this is just a match, not a fight.

In the competition just now, neither side used much magic power. They relied on their physical fitness and the skill of the sword.

The devil's physical fitness is naturally very strong, but as a beginner, Hill was naturally thrown a few blocks away by Monroe in swordsmanship. So it is normal to lose.

"Although I knew I would lose, I didn't expect to put on such an embarrassing posture." Hill looked down at the black mist lingering on his fingertips, and said with emotion.

"Not embarrassed, my lord looks beautiful like this." Monroe was also looking at Hill, the blade had disappeared, and only the hilt was left in his hand. He raised his hand and tapped his thumb, the black sword grew out of the hilt again, and then he returned the sword to its sheath. His series of actions are very proficient, and he also has a kind of graceful handsomeness.

"You seem to have made a rather horrible speech." Hill said, watching Monroe's movements.

"I just said what came to me." Monroe turned his gaze to him again.

"Tsk...it sounds worse to take it." Hill patted Monroe's arm. "Don't press me, it's time to get up."

"Okay." Monroe nodded, and stretched out his hand to Hill after getting up.

Hill took his hand up, and the steel glove was really cold to hold it: "It's utterly neat, I thought you would be reluctant." He sneered, because he just pressed it for too long.

"Uh, it doesn't have to be the case, after all, there is still a lot of time in the future." Monroe answered truthfully.

"... God horse," Hill turned his head sensitively, "You mean I will have a lot of time to press me in the future?"

Monroe coughed softly, "I believe you understand it wrong."

Hill then thought, how could Monroe have such nasty thoughts, he is usually the one who has nasty thoughts, "...well, I'm treating a gentleman like a villain."

Monroe said flatly: "I'm not a gentleman."

Hill answered casually, "I like the way you go bad." He glanced at Monroe, whose eyes were now black. The death knights' eyes will turn red when they use powerful power or emotionally. It seems that he has calmed down? Hill covered his face with his hands, and the corners of his lips could be seen between his fingers. He smiled and said, "...I like it very much."

Monroe's voice was also a little low, "...Okay. I understand."

The two returned to the Blackrock Tower together, and Irvine prepared afternoon tea for them. Irwin spent a long time in Magnolia City some time ago, with the goal of learning from humans, and afternoon tea is one of the results of learning.

He lurked in the fireplace, wind lamp, oil lamp, and even candles to watch humans. Later, when he saw an incident of child abuse by X, he was frightened and came out of the fire. As a result, the nobleman was even more frightened than him. ...This is what it should be.

The demons love children very much, just as wild beasts are tolerant to cubs.

Irwin did not expect that humans would do such a thing...

"Aren't human beings a race with emotions and morals?" He asked Monroe, a former human, "How can you do such a thing, don't your conscience hurt?"

He asked this from the heart.

And Monroe replied: "It is precisely because of feeling and morality that there is a sense of ethics in these things."

After hearing this, Irvin was a little sad: "I am still yearning for humans..."

Because Hill is the demons with the most contact with Hill, he has heard many things about humans from Hill, so he has a yearning for humans.

"Not all humans are like this." Monroe comforted.

Hill next to him said, "For example, Monroe, when he is a human, he can be better."

Irvine felt his sadness eased a bit.

Hill continued: "So he was forced to become a demon."

Irwin: "..."

Irvine almost cried out on the spot.

Monroe's helpless support... Hill, you are really enough. What kind of fun is this.

As for whether the demons take pleasure in killing and doing this, it depends on the specific race. For example, the cats among the orcs do have this behavior, and their low hand behavior makes them sometimes accidentally release their prey...

Back to afternoon tea.

The top is the strawberry Dutch muffin. The soft and delicious muffin is smeared with strawberry jam, fresh strawberry slices, and some green mint leaves. Both the appearance and the taste are excellent. Then there are yogurt raisin bread, coconut milk pastries, honey custard biscuits... In addition to roasted seaweed. Hill got out the seaweed some time ago, this kind of snack Hill likes to eat on earth.

Devil’s endless sea seaweed is made of seaweed, which tastes very refreshing, has a crispy texture and melts in the mouth. With a bite, it was fragrant and crispy, and the flavor of seaweed made him want to stop.

However, it has not yet been mass-produced, so it has not yet been put on the shelves in the Makai Market. Hill is ready to let the black dwarves come out of the entire production line.

The drink is strawberry mulled wine, which has more berry fragrance than traditional red wine. The method is not particularly simple. The ingredients also include fresh orange juice, orange peel, cinnamon and strawberry jam. Fresh strawberries are placed after boiling over a low heat, and a little rosemary is added as a garnish.

Hill took a sip and felt that the flavor was very unique. The alcohol was surrounded by fruity aromas, but the taste was a bit too strong. Hill still liked lighter drinks. He served Irwin with light mint tea. Then chatted with Monroe: "Your swordsmanship is really good."

Hill knew that, unlike his kind of guy who became great with the benefits of crossing over, Monroe really relied on his own efforts to become great little by little.

After experiencing the power of Monroe at close range and being pointed at his throat with the tip of his sword, Hill became a little strange to him.

In any case, I can't say that I felt death. After all, Hill couldn't die if he was pierced in his throat. It would be fine if his head was cut off. He could pick up his head and put it on again. His head is actually a decoration... Wait, this sentence seems a bit wrong. But in general, Hill felt that he was still moved by that power, and the feeling of staring at him with cold eyes and sharp eyes made Hill feel excited.

"Swordsmanship is deliberately shown to you." Monroe replied.

Hill complained, "It hurts me."

"I thought I would be rewarded. Was it a punishment?" Monroe said, "but that's not bad."

... I always feel that the topic suddenly drove the car.

Hill found that his barren brain could not think of anything other than driving, so he walked up to Monroe and kissed his forehead, and said with a smile, "How about letting me fool around like this this time?"

Monroe closed his eyes, and Hill saw him close his fingers. Speaking of it, his fingers are really beautiful when they don't wear gloves. They are pale, slender, and powerful, and they must be beautiful if they feel soaked in blood. Hill was thinking wildly. Then he heard Monroe ask: "Is this a reward or a punishment?"

"You are too philosophical to think of kissing as punishment," Hill said.

Monroe opened his eyes, his eyes were still black, "Well, let's let you fool it this time."

"You are committing this." Hill said.

"But you said that first." Monroe said.

"I am an overbearing demon. I can laugh at myself, but if others want to laugh at me, I will pinch them to death." Hill said naturally.

Monroe raised his lips, "Sorry, my lord."

"Then I will forgive you magnanimously." Hill said triumphantly, and put the butter and honey cake into his mouth. Wow. good to eat.

From a paladin to an avenger.

From humans to demons.

What is that burning in the chest cavity? Is it hatred or desire? Is it emptiness or excitement?

Monroe lowered his eyes and said nothing.

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