There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

"It's good to be young, to listen to advice,"

Durkan sighed, and didn't know who he was alluding to, but he soon felt his heart was pinched, and quickly changed his words:

"Of course, a person's life doesn't need too many suggestions. Talomatti, your mind is far more stable than my brother, just do what you want."

Talomarti looked at Durkan suspiciously, and then his slightly frowned brows relaxed quickly.

She always felt as if someone put a knife on her brother's neck just now to force him to praise herself.

But such a brother is not bad.

She felt so.

"Talomati, would you like fructose?"

Durkan asked as if he was changing the topic. After coming to the Holy Kingdom, he also bought a lot of portable desserts on the way.

"No, it's not far from the destination. I want to have breakfast more now."

Talomarty shook his head and said honestly.

"really."

Durkan laughed, put his hands out of the car window in a relaxed manner, and leaned back in his chair, looking at the pasture that was gradually becoming clear.

This is not the holy capital.

It was the residence of Morpeth.

For Durkan, it was a drop in the road. He only needed to extend the journey from the Demon Realm to the Holy Capital for less than half a day, and he could pass by the location of Morpeth.

It's just that Durkan was a little surprised when he learned about Morpeth's current situation.

He didn't live a luxurious old age like a nobleman, but lived in this peaceful and beautiful natural land and pasture, without any aura of affluence at all.

Obviously, he was also rewarded by Lun En with justifiable titles, official positions, and territories.

But now he has become the poorest lord, as if he has no desires and no desires.

Even the chamber of commerce he had managed for most of his life was given to the Holy Kingdom.

But now Morpeth, even if he wants to run the chamber of commerce, he has no energy left.

I don't know whether he can survive the coming harsh winter with his physical condition.

……

After getting off the car on a hillside with some trees, Durkan paid the old driver his farewell.

They were not aware of the identity of the Demon Race by anyone along the way.

As a necessity, Talomati habitually maintained the magic that shielded the sense of magic for himself and Durkan.

As long as it is not a ninth-level powerhouse who is good at detecting magic, it is almost impossible to detect the strength of magic power and camouflage magic on them.

Of course, except for Purcell's great magician who has a strong instinct to see through, there are very few people who specifically investigate whether the target in front of them is a demon who uses camouflage magic.

Unless you really feel suspicious, or notice the dangerous aura and terrifying magic power of the suspicious person.

The current Demon King and the Holy Emperor have already signed a peace treaty, and any violators will be sanctioned by them personally or by sending cronies.

As long as they are still alive, the threat of the demons to human beings will no longer be that great.

Durkan stood on the hillside looking at the modest pasture.

The line of sight stepped into the land of the pasture, went around the back of the cowshed, crossed the haystack, and continued forward a little.

There is a slightly old-not-so-large wooden house with a red roof.

Maybe just enough for a small family to live together.

Even the roof and walls have traces of repairs, but the repairs are very good, giving the house more breath of life and traces of time.

"It seems that this guy is doing well."

Durkan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed.

Just when he was about to take Talomarty to the ranch.

He stopped suddenly.

The door of the ranch hut was slowly opened, and a young woman in civilian clothes pushed out a wheelchair, and an old man with a little pear wood color in his gray hair was leaning on the wheelchair.

The woman carefully backed Morpeth's wheelchair down the steps, then turned around and closed the door behind her.

Morpeth looked half asleep and half awake, and his face was very bad, but the fresh air outside the house seemed to make his expression a lot easier.

As for the identity of this young woman, Durkan had already heard from Eve before coming here.

She is not a human being, but a rare demon living in the holy country, and she is also an eighth-level demon - Atalia of Nightmare.

Also the first wife of Morpeth.

Intermarriage between demons and humans is an absolute taboo even in today's holy country.

It was Len who covered it up for Morpeth.

He not only gave Atalia a reliable Holy Nation status, but also made other powerhouses who could see through Atalia's identity choose to turn a blind eye and never spread the matter.

After that long war, not many humans were willing to believe in demons.

But Len was one of them.

This is also the little-known and greatest secret in the life of the Holy Emperor.

371 Durkan chooses whom to believe

Atalia in the ranch is pushing the wheelchair, slowly leading Morpeth into the morning sun.

The simple thing of basking in the sun is also a daily stable happiness for Morpeth.

And the faint smile at the corner of Atalia's mouth seemed to have a little regret, but it was more of a kind of relief and cherishment.

From this appearance, it does not show that she has the slightest possibility of being a demon.

I only feel that she is a gentle woman who was born and raised on this pasture.

far away.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Talomarty wondered if it was his own delusion—Durcan hesitated.

He seemed to be thinking just now whether he would bother Morpeth, who was enjoying his old age.

However, it was just a moment of hesitation and dialogue that caused Atalia in the distance to suddenly stop her steady footsteps.

"!"

As if she had sensed the great enemy, the feeling of joy all over her body suddenly disappeared, replaced by the violent power she had when she was a big demon.

She stood vigilantly in front of Morpeth's wheelchair, staring at the direction of the pair of human twins in the distance.

Even though she realized that the opponent was a higher-ranking Demon Race stronger than her the first moment she saw him, her will to fight did not give in at all.

As a big demon, it is impossible for her not to recognize those two demons.

Although the shielding magic on Talomarty and Durkan is still undetectable, she is not deaf!

"Atalia, they are my old friends, it doesn't matter."

Morpeth squinted his eyes tiredly, and made a weak sound from the corner of his mouth.

Atalia reacted for a second, then calmed down, and her aura also subsided.

Maybe the fact that the devil would be friends with humans sounds ridiculous, but she can understand it strangely.

She nodded, and whispered in Morpeth's ear: "Even if Lord Demon King wants to harm you, I will fight him."

In this way, after Atalia lifted the hostility, the pair of human twins in the distance quickly came to them.

"Master Demon King, Lord Talomatti."

For a moment, Atalia seemed to have recovered the demon nobles, and respectfully bowed to the two great demons.

Respectful but not as flattering as other demons, she seems to have a position different from any demon.

Durkan looked at the woman who had a face similar to that of the Nightmare Bishop.

He knew that Atalia of Nightmare also had the same natural acting skills as Bishop of Nightmare.

She is mostly expressionless when she is around Morion, but whether it is lively, enthusiastic or cold, she can easily play it out.

But at this time, Atalia didn't seem to want to act at all, and she couldn't even hold back the rejection of the Demon King's visit in her eyes.

Durkan didn't know exactly what was going on in her mind, but he probably understood.

She may be worried that the Demon King will take her, a traitor of the Demon Race, back.

The incumbent demon king, who has always maintained stability, certainly does not want a big demon clan to stay in the Holy Kingdom stately at this time, otherwise he will be stirred into this muddy water.

Or she has been keenly aware that the world is about to change.

The 24-year peace of the Holy Kingdom may soon be broken, and Lun's fall is like a code engraved in the world.

Of course, maybe she just didn't want the devil to take away her husband's few remaining lives at this time.

Like Lun, the Demon King is also deep in this invisible vortex, and no one knows whether he wants to escape from the vortex or go to the center.

Durkan's gaze bypassed Atalia and landed on Morpeth's old and familiar face, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Atalia, don't worry, I will leave after I come to see Morpeth. If there are any changes in the Holy Kingdom in the future, you can bring Morpeth back to the Demon Realm at any time."

Although I know that the Demon Realm is not as beautiful as the Holy Kingdom.

In the end, Durkan still didn't say it. It's not good to say such a thing in front of his sister, whether as a demon king or in front of his sister.

Atalia looked at this demon king in surprise, which was not the same as the legend of the demon world, and was somewhat close to the absurd story described by Morpeth. His eyes gradually became as relaxed as when he was pushing Morpeth for a walk.

It turned out that this devil is not so complicated and difficult to understand, he is just a devil like himself.

"Mr. Delois, I'm going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for you."

……

On the dining table as soon as he entered the cabin, Talomarty was sitting peacefully, eating breakfast without distraction.