I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"What are you adding to the ceremony of transferring authority?"

"Is the King of the Arena not enough? Do you want to sit in my seat?"

On the throne, the Demon King, dressed in gorgeous robes but pale-faced, lightly held a wine glass in one hand, asking Li Yue expressionlessly.

[Analyzing… 3%… ]

After a long time, Li Yue had transformed from a trembling Brain Spirit within a Killing Cup into a scarlet brain, the wielder of a bone sword, and the master of authority in the Arena…

But the analysis of the Demon King was still slow.

Even slower than Mento.

Having experienced closed-door war training and several exchanges, Mento's analysis progress was temporarily fixed at 97%, with completion seemingly distant. If Li Yue wanted to save the Demon King's analysis record, he would have to spend another 1 Demon Point to open a new slot for him.

Having just obtained 4 points in the final ceremony, Li Yue wasn't stingy.

From then on, the Demon King also had an exclusive slot in the Demon Illustrated Handbook.

Giant Maw couldn't help but want to calculate how much of the Heavenly Spine's blood the Demon King had eaten and digested.

"Everything in Demon King City escapes your eyes." Li Yue noticed the candlesticks in the throne room, with eight large and nine small.

Thinking that the Demon King had to face the gazes of so many pillars, constantly at risk of being backstabbed, Giant Maw suddenly felt that being the Demon King wasn't a good job.

Like being eaten by you.

Although there was some worry about unexpected kindness popping up at any moment.

The situation of the four small pillars was clear at a glance.

"Okay, let's talk business." The Demon King realized that this brain didn't feel like chatting with him.

"Until you killed Oogey Boogey, you didn't notice his existence." The Demon King didn't seem to intentionally be cryptic; he just wasn't used to this kind of communication.

Now that Giant Maw saw the Demon King again, he could actually communicate with him calmly.

When Giant Maw thought of this, the candlelight in the library seemed to recognize its half-master, showing a slight trembling.

Abyss Li Yue's candlelight flickered the most intensely.

So Giant Maw tried to communicate with the library's candlelight, telling it to be well-behaved.

Shadow and Egg were not by his side; only Li Yue was brought to the throne room to face the Demon King alone.

My Demon Cocoon… Oogey Boogey looked like he would die if he didn't advance, which was so similar to how I was targeted by Abaddon and pondered day and night how to blow up Loath Mountain?!

He knew he was half the master of the library's authority.

Giant Maw hadn't thought that the King of the Arena still had responsibilities.

As soon as the Demon King spoke again, Giant Maw gave up the futile attempt to control the library's candlelight—his every move had escaped the Demon King's surveillance.

"It's okay." Giant Maw still didn't understand the Demon King's purpose for summoning him, casually responding.

"He killed Oogey Boogey, he succeeded the previous King of the Arena…" The Demon King took a sip of wine, or perhaps blood.

The Arena's candlelight only had a small spark left, which could be extinguished at any time, but could also reignite at any time.

"Can't escape your eyes?" The Demon King's voice was still lazy, "I see you escaped quite well, hmm?"

As for how big a pit the Arena was, Jiang Ji had mentioned it before his death, but it was too late.

Jiang Ji's hanging heart relaxed—at least the Demon King hadn't used any strange methods to prevent him from becoming the King of the Arena.

But the candlelight symbolizing the Forbidden Forest was skewed, constantly shrinking and flickering.

As for Outer Harbor Town and Vegetable Garden, they hadn't reached the level of "Major Pillar," and hadn't even appeared in the throne room.

Giant Maw suddenly remembered Oogey Boogey's last words, "The King of the Arena isn't so easy to be," thinking, 'It's coming so soon?'

Giant Maw heard "debt," his mind twitched, and he immediately understood.

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to support Demon King City, and wouldn't be a Major Pillar." The Demon King raised his hand, moving the Arena's candlestick, seemingly ready to abandon it at any time.

Does the master of the library have any responsibilities?

"A Brain Spirit from a Killing Cup, to be able to do this, is very wonderful." The Demon King affirmed Giant Maw's efforts, and also directly recalled the scene when they first met.

"Forget it, it's not important…" The Demon King waved his hand, not needing Giant Maw to answer.

Could it be the library?

Coming into contact, the Demon King was quite polite.

"Maybe you should first let him calm down a bit, and by the way, tell him that the library doesn't owe any debts, he doesn't need to worry…"

"What's wrong? You just thought of the possibility of owing debts?" The Demon King sensed Giant Maw's brain twitching, "I thought Brain Spirits had brains, and would use them before taking action."

Giant Maw actually wanted to ask, if the former Arena was no longer a Major Pillar, which candlestick would fill the vacancy?

The Demon King noticed that he was investigating.

"Only by shouldering the responsibilities of the King of the Arena can you truly be the King of the Arena, can you truly control the authority of the Arena, can you receive the Arena's offerings." The Demon King pointed to the Arena's candlestick, which only had dead ashes remaining.

Candlelight permeated with kindness.

The candlelight tried to maintain a normal burning range, with no more conspicuous actions.

Most demons want to advance to become Demon Kings, Oogey Boogey was like that, and so am I.

"He will inherit Oogey Boogey's debts…" The Demon King spoke of the King of the Arena's "responsibilities."

I know it all.

And the Demon King himself didn't care too much about what a Brain Spirit specifically did, or how it killed Oogey Boogey.

Giant Maw was helpless, thinking that he indeed used his brain, his mind was full of how to kill Oogey Boogey, the goal being more magic power from the Arena to support, to resolve the library's crisis…

And the Demon King's attention was focused on the Arena's candlestick, not noticing the changes in the library's candlelight.

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Among the four Major Pillars, the library's candlelight was very stable; the underground city's candlelight was similar to the Forbidden Forest's, twisted and struggling.

Giant Maw wasn't sure if the Demon King knew that he was the true master of the library, and even less sure if knowing would trigger more thoughts in him.

Recalling the actions just now, Giant Maw even felt a bit like Little Ugly.

"The authority of the Arena is useless? The King of the Arena has no responsibilities?" The Demon King had already said so much, Giant Maw had to follow his lead, considering it a step back to divert his attention.

"You don't even know?" The Demon King was a little surprised, "You don't know anything, but you still killed Oogey Boogey, did you have a grudge?"

"Speak, how much do I owe you?" Giant Maw opened his mind, responding to the Demon King in the tone of the King of the Arena.

Among the smaller ones, the flames on the six candlesticks symbolizing Pleasure Interlude, the Great Altar, Humans, the Casino, Abyss Giant Maw, and the Vault were burning quietly, relatively healthy.

"In that case, you must bear the responsibilities of the King of the Arena."

Vaguely echoing and connecting with the candlelight of a certain Major Pillar.

But 17 masters of authority were indeed a headache.

Abyss Li Yue's candlelight was constantly churning, baring its fangs and claws.

That was a Brain Spirit with the weight of 5 authorities.

And obviously the most troublesome one was not Memphius—although the Expeditionary Force was basically destroyed, as a Demon Commander, he retreated completely, and even ate most of the body of the God of Faith…

Judging from the scale of the candlelight alone, the library was indeed a bit ahead…

And there was no longer the bewilderment of being chosen.

Giant Maw wasn't sure what the Demon King was referring to.

Was the Demon King so free?

At that time, Giant Maw was one of the failures, but surrounded by the noisy voices of the demons, huddled up like a lackey, not even getting his own spoils of war.

Responsibilities?

What was that guy summoning me for? Could it be that he's just been lonely for too long and wants to chat?

Jiang Ji wanted to release his senses, but found that his thoughts were suppressed, unable to explore too far.