Demon King Dad

Devil's Gift

"He... he? Ah, he is a baron. Since he had escorted me before, I agreed to take him to meet my brother this time at the pleading of him and his father. At the banquet."

Those female companions frowned. You know, the lowest status of the girl in it is also the daughter of a marquis, like a little viscount, she doesn't even look enough. At the moment, someone sighed softly and said: "Princess, we know you are very kind. But you have to change this kind of soft-hearted problem. People like this come to you and you take him. Go to see your Majesty, what should I do if something happens?"

Walnut played casually twice, and smirked secretly at these female companions in an idiotic tone. Look down, right? Do you all look down on him? Okay, no problem, try to look down on it as much as possible. Later I will let you know that the man my Walnut princess looks at is not an ordinary duke, marquis, or the like. Hehe, I picked the strongest person in the world~~~ As long as he has the heart, he can definitely rule the sad continent~~~

With this thought in mind, Walnut coughed dryly, pretending to be indifferent to idiots, pointed to the carriage behind, and said: "Well. I saw you. Go and sit in the carriage behind. The last one is used to pick up you little nobles. Okay, let’s set off."

After all, the coachman flicked his whip and the curtain closed. The two big horse-drawn carriages started to walk steadily towards the royal district in the center of the city. The idiot stood where he was, until the last carriage stopped in front of him, he moved his steps and walked up.

Unlike the carriages of the nobles in front of them, this carriage looks more like a carriage that civilians can hire on the road. It's huge, of course, it's also full of people.

"Hey, I bought the best silk in Taimu Town this time to pay tribute. Your Majesty will like it very much, right?"

In the simple carriage, there were eight people sitting on the left and right, plus idiots. It can be seen that the little nobles under these titles attach great importance to this king's birthday party, and they all want to make their official career wider through gifts and praise.

"What is silk? Look at me. Do you know what it is? Mithril. Have you ever seen such a large mithril-level guide stone? This is our heirloom."

"Cut, what is Mithril? See if I can see it? This sword is based on the information I have. Your Majesty has never had a weapon to take advantage of it. If you see me, this one is specially made for this day. With weapons, your majesty will certainly laugh from ear to ear"

The idiot held the box, sat in the corner, and closed his eyes. What echoed in my ears was the words of these nobles competing with each other for gifts. However, this is not unusual. Except for this carriage, it must be the same in other carriages, right?

"By the way, which family are you from? What gift are you giving this time?"

Suddenly, the idiot felt someone touch him and slowly opened his eyes. Beside him, a thirty-year-old fat man was holding the jade coral in his arms and looked at the small box in the idiot's arms very proudly.

The idiot made no sound, but continued to lower his head and close his eyes. Which fat man asked twice, seeing that the idiot hadn’t answered, and then looked at the clothes on the idiot, it should be a baron. As a viscount, he is naturally a higher rank. He smiled, reaching out to grab the idiot's box.

However, before his hand stretched out, he was stuck by an idiot. Those cold pupils instantly projected into Fatty's eyes, making him tremble all over.

"Cut... if you don't tell me, why don't you drag? I don't believe it, your gift will be more valuable than mine"

Slowly, the idiot let go. The Viscount retracted his hand sadly and snorted. The other nobles looked at the idiot's simple and unsightly box, and wondered what it was. But after guessing for a long time, they finally came to a conclusion.

Since the packaging is not luxurious or beautiful, that means the contents are not very good. Maybe it's because the things are too crude, and they deliberately don't let people see them, right?

Everyone laughed.

They continued to compare the gifts in everyone's hands, boasting to each other how rare and precious this gift was. For idiots who rejected others, they never bothered him except occasionally to laugh at him.

Quietly, the idiot sat in the corner holding the gift box. Under the radiance of the rising moonlight, the carriage finally entered the royal quarter and drove into the towering white castle...

The number of idiots in Bucks Castle is not too many, not too few.

Compared to ordinary civilians, he has entered no less than three times in the past eleven years. And when he was in the Frozen City, he wandered the castle up and down.

But to say less, he is really pitiful less than those nobles who come to attend various royal birthday banquets every year.

The carriage stopped and got out of it, and what came into view was the illuminated castle.

The trees lined up on both sides of the boulevard were full of colored lights, and the castle band played when the carriage arrived. Those dignified nobles got out of the car, led by the servants, slowly walked into the gate of the castle, met in the spacious living room, and started talking.

The idiot also got out of the car, holding the gift box in his hand, and walked with everyone. Upon entering the gate, Walnut is welcoming everyone who visits as a receptionist. Her red hair and red pupils didn't seem to bring much difficulty to her communication. The innocent smile is as before.

"What gift did you bring? A surprise for my brother?"

Walnut said the same to everyone who visited, so when asked about the idiot, the people around didn't feel so surprised.

The idiot glanced at the gift box in his hand, thought about it, and said, "Sword."

"sword???"

Walnut lowered her head and looked at the square box in the idiot's hand. Since she only bit her neck during the match against Tailan, she didn't pay attention to the change between the bouquet and the sword at all, so she seemed a little bit confused.

The idiot nodded and said nothing.

"Then... Forget it. (Whisper) By the way, you have to be smart in a while. I will strongly recommend you in front of my brother and introduce you to everyone. You must cooperate this time, absolutely Nothing can go wrong."

The idiot nodded and agreed. For him, the purpose of this trip is to give the roses to Mudu. So, as long as you can get close to him, there is absolutely a way.

"Okay, then I'll change my clothes first. You can go to the banquet hall to eat something first, see you later~~~"

Walnut smiled, turned her head, ignored the rest of the nobles, hummed a song, and left.

(Hey, funny. Human kid, do you think the king's banquet tonight will turn into a **** feast?)

The idiot glanced at his right hand, his dimmed eyes were covered by the sleeve, but under the white shirt, the blood-red light was still very conspicuous.

Why do you say that. )

(Isn’t this normal? Once the human king came into contact with the rose, do you think he would be like someone who is completely used to you now? You know, when you first came into contact with my power ten years ago , But ran away once. If it wasn't for that little girl who stopped you at the last moment, maybe you would have been completely controlled by me.)

The idiot lowered his head, his calm eyes began to fall into thinking.

(Hey, did you find out now? But it's too late. Even if the people parasitized by our magic sword, even if they have good concentration, they will definitely be eroded in a short time. Only killing and blood can appease this Kind of impulse. To say that... Oh, it’s really funny. Could there be such a crazy thing as "the king massacres his people at his birthday party" tonight?)

(I am looking forward to such an interesting thing, I am really looking forward to it hahahahaha——————)

Dim off did not lie.

This is indeed a very bad problem. If Mu Du goes crazy in a short period of time, it will not be very helpful to his own plan. It will increase his title of "tyrant". In this way, his king's prestige is bound to be reduced. If this is the case, then why do you want him to be the master of the rose?

Just when the idiot was thinking, the attendant next to him saw him holding a box and quickly walked over. The idiot noticed someone approaching, and immediately stopped thinking, turned his head, and looked at the attendant.

"Sir, you are welcome. If possible, please let me arrange a gift for you and present it to your majesty."

Seeing that the idiot did not respond, the attendant smiled again and said, "Sir, please give the gift to me. We will check it. If there is no problem, we will forward it to your majesty. Please put it on this paper. Write the name of the gift and the name of the presenter on it. If necessary, you can also write a greeting."

Bad.

Looking at the paper handed over by the attendant, the only word that flashed in the idiot's mind was "bad".

Why didn't I think of it? I didn't expect that the gifts given to the king would be subject to prior inspections. Wouldn't those in charge of inspections come into contact with roses faster than Mudu? In this case...the host of roses...isn't it...?

Dimie was smiling, seeming to mock the idiot's mistake. The idiot's expression looks very calm, but his brain is running fast. But if you don't hand it over, you will definitely be treated as a suspicious person, and the gift will never be sent to Mudu. And now, walnuts are not there, and there is no way to make a way for myself to say so... so to say...