Candy Wizard and Travel

It is sad that the old men in the demon clan can tell a lot about the history that is almost untraceable to humans.

"Many thanks."

"Where, that kind of dangerous guy, it would be better to deal with it."

No matter how weak she looks, she is still a demon. The children in the village are all using sharp blades when playing around. They are not good at dealing with problems in a human way. If there is danger, it is best to chop them to death.

After sorting out the books, she brought over a pot of scented tea and some simple snacks, all of which tasted like the light bitterness of flowers. It was a very novel experience. The Demon Cafe that Xidi had visited during her travels did not have anything like this.

In order to show solemnity, Xidi sat upright and pulled out a book tucked inside——

[...Pair it with floral essential oil, and then continuously stimulate the comfortable position, you can...]

Something's wrong, close it.

"Girls' Slimy Dreams Tutorial".

"?"

Oh, Dream Demon's elementary school textbook, that's okay.

Looking up, the silly guy opposite was wagging his tail and tidying up the bookshelf on one side. He didn't seem to notice it yet, so that's fine.

Xi Di quietly stuffed it at the bottom, pretended not to have read it, and opened the second one.

This is quite normal. It is a compilation of the experiences of some old people, er, old demons. '

Strange sightings, traces of human witches, the location of hostile groups...

There are not many descriptions of demons, or they don't know what demons are. Human desires and magic are combined, and each demon born can be a separate group. Even if they sometimes come into contact, they don't know what they are. what.

Xidi couldn't tell what it was that he wanted to know, its existence form, location, weaknesses and abilities...

These can only rely on his own analysis.

One thing that is certain is that every demon will avoid living in a gathering place of humans all year round, where it will be eroded by other desires and eventually degenerate into ugly monsters.

The simpler the power, the more powerful it is; the more complex it is, the weaker it is.

Demons are such creatures.

Do whatever you want, but you must practice the concepts you represent and don't go beyond the rules.

Xi Di quietly flipped through those things, and the most common thing in them was that he felt the presence of the devil and what happened nearby.

The most dangerous ones are dead, and so are the weak ones. The number of existing demons is probably so rare that they can be counted on fingers, but each one is secretive and has lived for a long time. They even understand magic and human habits better than humans.

In this era, it is too difficult to capture their traces.

We can only hope that some of them are "lazy" or "arrogant" and will not move for hundreds of years.

There wasn't much, and he would finish reading it soon.

When he was returning a few letters and was about to reach the last one, he noticed that the village chief was a little restless and his tail stood straight up.

Although she tried her best to hide it, her eyes were still drifting this way.

Maybe you discovered it?After all, Xidi deliberately pointed the book towards that side, revealing half of the title, which was very obvious.

"Um, that book... seems to have been taken by mistake. Can you give it back to me?"

"Sorry, I have some key points here that I need to calculate. You can take them."

Xi Di thoughtfully did not raise her eyes, staring at the book and gesturing with her fingers, as if thinking about difficult things.

"It's okay! That's great...ahem!"

Ms. Dream Demon was overjoyed. She gently pulled out the book, covered the title with her palm, quickly opened the cabinet on one side, and hid it in the corner.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to himself.

"You can't let the children see this. Really, why did my sister's book get in..."

Acting requires a complete set, so after waiting for a while, Xidi closed the book.

"Thank you very much for your help. I have learned a lot. I don't know if there is anything I can do to repay you."

"You're so polite. With the help of the association, we can live in peace of mind. If we want to repay you..."

"Work is work and this is my personal request."

It's not that I need to give gold coins or something, but some basic living supplies and teaching materials that children need for learning. This level of return is still necessary.

As they were talking, Hidi raised her eyes keenly.

"Pooh——"

A furball said hello and jumped out of the window.

After a moment, the children rushed in.

"Big brother is done!"

"Keep playing, big brother!"

"We have prepared a lot of things, let's have a big dinner tonight!"

Xidi was carried out of the village chief's house surrounded by demons.

……

Someone is making snacks while children are watching. It is known that ten snacks are needed for dinner, and each serving takes 10 minutes. There will be an unknown loss of [-]% at the end of the production. How long will it take to finish it?

While the children were influencing the variables, a figure in a black cloak staggered outside the distant woods.

She took off her hood, revealing pointed brown ears that looked like an elf.

"My Lord's fingerprints are here. Lord, I will bring you more, more compatriots."

Gap:Shadow of Evil IV

Everything can be connected. Maybe when I am talking to you, you may not be talking to me, but you must have heard my voice, and the connection is created.

Connection is everywhere, connection is everywhere.

The devil who was once named [Bond] prefers her current name——

【net】.

"Everything in my web is so delicate and lovely."

Once caught in her net, everything about the target will be at her control, soul, flesh and blood, magic, everything.

Only the empty body is left, putting on an exquisite appearance to bring her new food - such as the outer skin of insects on spider webs.

She has to admit that she is lacking in attainments in the soul. Such a rough "collection" method can often only taste the true flavor of the soul. Some pretentious guys - such as the dream who passed by a while ago, called it a pig. Food.

But Wang didn't think so. Sitting lazily in the dark like this, waiting unhurriedly for the food to be cooked, this was the elegance she liked.

There is always no way for demons to communicate with each other.

As one of the first people to appear in the world, with such power, she has never been troubled by survival. The demons have their own interests. They like collecting when praying, and hoarding when trading. Her hobby is weaving dramas.

It causes husband and wife to turn against each other, brothers to fight against one another, a loving father to abandon his family and his son, and a loyal mother to become debauched...

She was not short of food, and before harvesting, she never hesitated to let the souls of those poor little bugs stay a little longer to watch this delightful event unfold with her own eyes.

People will let food change in special environments to get more unique flavors, and the same goes for demons.

"Tick tock..."

The pale red liquid dripped into the crystal cup, and the net picked up the essence brewed by human suffering and hatred, extracting it from the soul bit by bit. To her, this was a delicacy that required a long wait.

She is indeed not good at brewing souls. She admits online that she is not as good as Meng at this point, but she is not willing to get involved with food just for the sake of her appetite. She never agrees with Meng's approach, but she just doesn't want to argue.

The humanoid demon with white hair and golden eyes sits in an empty palace, sipping the wine of suffering, playing with the chess pieces in his hands, and performing a play that only exists for her. This is the interest of Demon·Net.

I can’t remember how many years this kind of play has been staged, and I’m not tired of it at all.

Human beings are the best toys.

Recently she had a little trouble, because the residue she released brought a piece of news that made her a little concerned.

The people of the Association are following the traces of the devil.

Well, humans are so annoying sometimes. There are too many of them and their lifespans are too short. After a few hundred years, they have forgotten the fear they once had.

It's so annoying...

Wang put away the cup in her hand. She never ate when she was in a bad mood.

With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew through the vine-covered hall, and subtle lights and shadows gathered in mid-air. The hazy white lights and shadows swayed, like a coffin that had been sealed for many years and was opened, filled with cobwebs.

The devil waved his hand again, and those lights and shadows shrank and condensed. If a knowledgeable person took a look at it, they would be surprised to find that it turned out to be the outline of this continent.

This is the power that the web is proud of. It has been plundered for hundreds of thousands of years. Her limbs have spread all over this continent. As a demon, she understands the nature of magic better than humans. Those spider webs are the magic transformed by human souls. Engraved in various places, this extreme emotion is enough to sustain the erosion of time for decades or centuries.

Of course, most of her income is used to maintain this web, like a spider, and the number of souls in her hands... is about thirty thousand, one to two digits less than other similar ones.

It doesn't matter, the net has been laid, and the remaining time can be harvested comfortably, and the future will be smooth.

After thinking for a while, she casually took the fused personality of a fanatical believer, briefly modified it, and stuffed it into the remains of a nearby body.

"This should be enough."

Guaranteed to be able to move, other things... hard to say.

But it doesn't matter, she stuffed a lethal amount of charming aura into it, but no male creature can resist it.

In order to attract prey, human hunters will use the body fluids of female prey when they are in estrus.

Net's thinking has always been direct, and all the necessary information can be read from the soul. This operation is like vomiting to the devil. It is not difficult, but no one will think of vomiting when it is not necessary.

……

Xidi has always liked children.

Yeah, a sensible kid.

Of these demon children, the oldest spider demon might be older than him, and the youngest Lillian is fifteen or sixteen years old, but because she lives in a closed environment, she only has the mental capacity of a four- to five-year-old human being. After getting to know each other, I like to cling to him.

Originally I was just passing by, but after being surrounded by children, I couldn't resist the warm welcome, so I had to take a rest for the night.

The little spider demon named Xie Lisi made him a simple hammock and hung it in Little Shadow's house because her parents were busy with work recently.

There aren't many things going on in the association. By dusk, except for those who need to go on a mission, the parents are almost back.

They maintain a baseline of politeness that is to some extent feared by all humans, even worse than children.

It's tiring enough to communicate with humans at work, forget it after get off work.

Being surrounded by people all over the village, Xidi had no choice but to show her tail in order to blend into the atmosphere.

Maybe it was to welcome him, or maybe they were just looking for a reason to celebrate, and went to a feast of feasting and drinking in the evening.

Xi Di is not the only one who cooks. The village chief and Lillian’s father, a goblin who is shorter than his daughter, are also very straightforward with their hands. However, the ingredients are more, uh, natural, and nectar mixed with water is not suitable for pure-blood goblins. It was regarded as a staple food. This "vegetarian" dream demon's favorite food was flower cakes kneaded with various flowers. It was not until the elf came back with a few rabbits that Xidi saw the meaty taste.

After finding some time, Xidi secretly asked the troll girl what they usually eat. She said that meat was enough, and the village chief did not force them to be vegetarian. When their parents did not come back, they went to the forest to catch rabbits. Fishing in the stream not far away.

It seems that besides being unpalatable, the nutrition is still sufficient.

So Xi Di prepared some simple barbecue spices and gave them to them.

……

The demons are not noisy at night, just like during the day.

We can't ask the spider demons who are nocturnal to have the same routine as the elves. Little Shadow is also particularly active at night. Fortunately, Xi Di came in the afternoon. If it were in the morning, maybe the children wouldn't be able to get together.

When Xidi was sitting by the bed writing her diary, there was a gentle knock on the window.

"Brother Xidi."

The voice was the little spider demon.

I opened the window and saw no one. When I looked down, there was still no one.

"Well, I'm here, brother."

The demon girl hanging on the window spoke softly. If it wasn't for the quiet night, it would be hard to hear her.

"What's wrong? Xie Lisi."

"Well... I just came to see if you were sleeping. We saw fireflies over there in the forest. They asked me to see if you were sleeping. I walked softly."

"Fireflies, I haven't seen them in a long time."