It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

【…

A few days passed, and Christie finally saw the man who had been lying in the room without a trace appear.

He still had the appearance of the angel high priest, but the three pairs of wings on his back were gone.

"Are you ready to quit?"

The gentleman appeared beside Christie, his elbow on his shoulder, half his weight leaning on him.

"Of course." Christie smiled and closed the book in her hand.

"Let's go then."

Christie nodded.

During the few days that his husband was resting, he had already taken care of the remaining matters and could leave directly now.

Just leave.

"..."

Looking at the gentleman surrounded by a bunch of sheep, Christie stood aside and watched from a distance.

"Sir, aren't you in a hurry to go to the demon tribe?" he reminded.

"No hurry." The gentleman lazily stroked the head of a beautiful lamb, "Let's play for a while first."

Christie smiled, "You said the same thing six months ago, sir."

The gentleman paused and looked at Christie in surprise, "Really? Time flies."

As he said this, he dispelled the enthusiastic sheep around him, stood up and walked towards Christie, "Then let's go over now."

As soon as the words fell, they appeared at the border of the demon tribe in the next second, and the gentleman's appearance also changed, with obvious demonic characteristics.

Christie looked at him.

The gentleman glanced at him and said, "You should change too."

The two of them walked into the demon clan's territory, and it was so natural that it didn't seem like it was their first time.

The little devil on guard was stunned for a moment when he saw the gentleman, then his expression changed and he said in surprise: "Master Demon! You are back!"

Christie: ?

The gentleman said "hmm", and continued to walk inside with Christie, and casually asked the little devil: "Did anything happen while I was away?"

"Yes, three months ago, demons from the Nightmare Tribe came to look for the previous Demon King, but after learning that the previous Demon King had died, they suddenly launched a heavy attack on us. And according to investigation, we learned that the Angel Tribe had also encountered a similar situation." The little devil simply picked out the key points and said, "After that, we went to look for the Nightmare Tribe, but for some reason, the Nightmare Tribe's territory had turned into a dead city."

"Yeah." The gentleman responded uninterested and waved his hand to let the little devil continue to stand guard.

Christie followed him to the Demon King's palace.

"Do they subconsciously regard you as the devil?"

He asked, but there was not much doubt.

"That's convenient." The gentleman slumped lazily in the chair, waiting for Christie to pour him tea.

Christie's mouth curled slightly, she felt that she was not out for fun, but was here to serve others.

The gentleman took the teacup and just as he put it to his lips, he suddenly paused, "Hmm? Nightmare Tribe?"

"What's wrong?" Christie looked at him.

"Speaking of the Nightmare Clan... I seem to have forgotten something." The gentleman supported his head with one hand, with a hint of thoughtfulness between his brows.

He maintained this posture, as if he was frozen in time.

He didn't move, and Christie didn't call out to him.

Time passed quietly for a while, and Christie, who had been looking at the gentleman, noticed that his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Sir?" Christie called out subconsciously.

The gentleman came back to his senses, glanced at Christie, who looked a little worried, and yawned leisurely. There seemed to be a hint of sleepiness in his eyes. "I can't remember."

Christie looked at him for two seconds, then slowly said, "If you can't remember, don't force it."

"I didn't force it." The gentleman glanced at him.

Christie nodded, "Well, you didn't force it."

He smiled slightly and lowered his head to hide the thoughtful look in his eyes.

However, at the moment he lowered his head, a tiny, almost imperceptible "click" sound seemed to float in the air.

"?" Christie raised his head and craned his neck to look at the top of his head, but there was nothing, as if the subtle sound just now was just his illusion. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, "What was that sound just now?"

He looked towards the gentleman, only to find that he was looking at him with deep and calm eyes.

"Just now? There was no sound just now. You must have heard it wrong."

The gentleman lowered his eyes slightly and replied as if nothing had happened.

"..." Christie was silent for a moment, half lowered her eyes and stared at the gentleman, "Sir, you really can't lie."

"Yeah." The gentleman nodded nonchalantly, "I will learn."

Christie: “…”

Asa: “…”

Even more resentful.

Although some details show that there is a reason why Mr. forgets, this does not affect his jealousy of R.

Asa glared at the back of R's head fiercely.

R simply ignored the burning gaze behind him.

【…

They stayed in the demon tribe for one hundred years and twenty months.

When the new Demon King was born, Mr. had become skilled at escaping and took Christie to "visit" other races and see various scenery.

It can be said that Christie has been a scoundrel with her husband all her life...ah, it is with her husband that she has seen the diversity of species in the world.

Within the elves.

The gentleman flapped his thin wings on his back and lay lazily on a white flower.

And Christie was right next to it.

"Where will we go after leaving the elves?" he asked.

"There's nowhere else to go for the time being." The gentleman nestled comfortably in the flower stamens that exuded sweet fragrance, leisurely enjoying the warm sunshine.

"Hmm?" Christie raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Let's go back to the island..."

Christie didn't quite hear it, but when she leaned over, she found that her husband had fallen asleep.

"..."

It’s no wonder that the gentleman is more humane when he is asleep than when he is awake.

……

"Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Christie glanced at the gentleman.

They are leaving the elves today.

The gentleman casually took his arm, a faint smile on his face, "Didn't we say last time that we were going to the island?"

When Christie heard these words, a familiar feeling flashed before her eyes, and then the gentleman let go of her hand.

Looking at the natural and pleasant scenery in front of him, he turned to look at the gentleman with a hint of doubt between his brows.

"Hmm..." The gentleman thought for a moment, "This is an isolated island. I'll give it to you."

Christie: ? ?

What on earth made you say you wanted to give me this island?

"That's it."

Seeing that Christie didn't answer, the husband made a unilateral decision and said, "It just so happens that I'm too lazy to manage it."

Christie: “…”

Oh, so this is your purpose.

He nodded helplessly, "Okay, I'll help you manage it."

The gentleman smiled and glanced at him, "I'll give it to you if I say so. Just look for yourself to see what's missing. You can do whatever you want with it."

Then he pointed to the only building on the island not far away and said, "I'm going to stay in there. If it's not important, don't bother me."

After that, he disappeared in the blink of an eye without waiting for Christie to answer.

Christie was silent for a moment and shook her head helplessly. 】