This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"This group of players are all slimes (!

Dylan is the taboo son of the Greed Demon, and the Shadows evolved from the body of the Greed Demon, and their powers are the same.

In addition, Dylan had just released his own potential, at this time, his whole body was entangled by the magic mist, so he was regarded as his compatriots by the group of shadows and sent here to receive treatment.

However, even without treatment, the magic mist on his body is also repairing his body, allowing him to quickly return to normal.

He looked at the shadows who were grumbling in a puzzled way, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you good to say bad things about your boss like this?"

"Speaking ill will be ill, but when we should do our best, we will still try our best." A shadow said comfortably, "We and the devil have the same goal, so although sometimes we are dissatisfied with the devil, we will still keep it necessary. Loyal."

"Learned." Dylan nodded thoughtfully.

As long as they have the same goals, it doesn't matter even if there are some dissatisfied voices underneath.

Thinking back to his rule in the City of the North Wind, he seemed to have turned over such a problem.

Many subordinates admire what they are, but in the end they left themselves, which seems to be inconsistent with their goals.

While Dylan was thinking, a shadow began to observe him carefully.

Perceiving the other party's cold eyes, Dylan instantly became alert, lest the other party discover something.

After a while, the shadow stretched out his hand and caught Dylan's arm.

"you…"

"What's wrong with me?" Dylan asked nervously.

"Your body is really good. You swallowed a lot of the same kind when you gathered. This body is almost like a living thing."

"Oh, yes, let me see."

"Awesome. Except for the dead Shadow Archduke, I really rarely see such a cohesive shadow. You have to tell us about the experience when you have time."

"Hehe, next time."

Dylan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is no need to worry about being discovered for the time being.

Putting down his psychological burden, he bit the cigar, but did not light it. Instead, he pretended to be innocent and asked: "It hasn't been long since I was born, so can any of you tell me what kind of demon the demon lord is?"

"child."

"Not weaned yet."

"The complex of Electra Oedipus is serious."

"Good face."

"It's better to lie."

"kindness."

The shadow who was last speaking had just finished speaking and silenced the lounge.

After a moment of silence, a shadow nodded: "I have to say that the devil is still more merciful."

"Yes, the worst punishment you can think of is nothing more than letting you eat green peppers."

"That's right."

Dylan quietly listened to the shadows' judgment on the "Devil".

In the discussion of a group of shadows, Dylan gradually understood the general character of the "Devil".

Simply put, it is a bear child who is not bad in nature, but lacks parental discipline.

Almost an hour later, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and a shadow walked in and said: "It's a shift, dinner is ready, who of you will send it to the devil?"

"I'll do it," Dylan stood up and said.

Pushing the dining car to the devil's bedroom, Dylan waited for a while at the door, secretly listening to the sound inside.

A childish voice rang in the room.

"Dad, Mom, today I recruited another subordinate, he seems to be the son of Taboo, I am very powerful."

"I also had a fight with a guy. He looks like a slime, but are slimes so strong?"

"There is..."

Knocked on the door lightly, Dylan asked at the door: "Master Devil, can I come in?"

There was a series of noises in the room immediately.

A minute later, a majestic voice that deliberately pretended to sounded in the room.

"come in."

Pushing the door and entering, Dylan saw the "Devil" sitting on the throne with bright red wine in his hand, and said proudly to Dylan below: "Did you deliver the meal? Put it over there and have two drinks with me. ."

"Happy to accompany you."

Opposite the devil, Dylan began to observe the actions of the "devil".

The way the other party eats is very unsightly. In many cases, they don't like to use knives and forks. Instead, they directly grab food with their armored hands, put them in the helmet, and swallow in the abdomen.

He is very picky. He will eat until it is clean if he likes it, and put aside what he doesn't like. This lack of education further deepens Dylan's judgment.

The other party is indeed a child who lacks discipline.

After a meal, the "Devil" had more stains on his body than after the previous battle.

He sat contentedly among the scraps of food, raised his head and said, "My courtier, tell me something fun."

"What do you want to hear?"

"Just fun!"

"Then, let me tell a story about a chipmunk overwintering."

As a father, Dylan is very competent in daily life with his daughter.

No matter how tiring his daily work is, he will take the time to compile his past experiences into small stories, and then tell his daughters.

After all, if the truth is repeated a thousand times, none of the stories are easy to use.

The story of the chipmunk is also very simple. It tells the children not to be picky eaters and not to waste through the story of a chipmunk who usually wastes food and starves in winter.

While Dylan was telling the story, the "Devil" was also listening carefully.

When he heard that the chipmunk lavishly eats only what he wants, he feels a little bit wrong.

He felt a little nervous after hearing that the chipmunks hadn't had enough food reserves in winter.

Hearing that the chipmunk found the food that he didn't like to eat before, and resisted eating it, and then passed the winter smoothly, he was finally relieved.

After listening to Dylan quietly, the "Devil" looked at the dining table and became silent.

After a while, he stretched out his hand and picked up the food he didn't like.

"Don't get me wrong, this king is just a little hungry."

"Do it yourself." Dylan laughed.

Seeing the devil struggling to eat, Dylan felt that the other party's education was a bit late.

But fortunately it's not too late.

There are two best times to plant trees, one is ten years ago and the other is now.

As long as you are willing to start now, then everything is not too late.

(Isn’t it too late if I cheer myself up again?)

Reluctant to eat something he didn't like late, "The Devil" stared at Dylan: "Tell me another interesting story!"

"I can't just tell, I also hope to hear your story."

"Are you asking this king?"

"I have not been loyal to you yet, so strictly speaking, I am just your captive."

"Uh...you are right in this way. Okay, this king is very kind and allows you to ask a question."

"Why do you want to hunt down the Demon King?"

"Chasing? Are you mistaken? UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I am the child of the Demon King. Although I am only the former Demon King, but after all, I have the blood of the Demon King. So, the Demon King’s things are mine. It was originally mine, I just want to get back what belongs to me, it's not a chase at all."

"Then have you communicated well with them?"

"When the devil does things, why should he communicate with others!"

"Very well, then my next story can begin. Let me tell the story of a chipmunk that doesn't communicate."

"Will there be too much about this chipmunk?"

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