Your Majesty the Demon King, no way!

"Bam—! Bam—!"

Huge fireworks rose into the night sky and bloomed.

With the ringing of zero o'clock, the demons on the street began to cheer wildly.

The scene was so intense, but the atmosphere between Airi and the Demon King seemed to be still.

Airi looked at the other party blankly for a while, and finally said, "What did you just say?"

The fireworks were too loud for him to hear clearly.

His Majesty the Demon King looked up at the colorful fireworks in the sky, and remained silent for a long time without speaking.

Seeing this, Airi couldn't help feeling a little nervous, he really didn't hear clearly.At this time, there was a burst of yelling from the street——

"Rose! Rose! Special roses from General Alvin's territory!" In a flower shop on the side of the street, the owner was yelling loudly to attract customers.

"What kind of rose are you?" A male demon in a cloak walked to the door of the flower shop and sniffed the roses outside.

Shopkeeper: "The roses specially provided by General Alvin's territory! The quantity is limited, first come first..."

"Do you think I look like General Alvin?" The male demon took off his hat, revealing his dazzling blond hair.

"My roses are not as small as yours!" Alvin complained aggressively.

It is related to the reputation of his territory Rose, and he will resolutely safeguard it to the end.

Seeing that it was Alvin himself, the owner was so frightened that he apologized repeatedly.

Ai Li, who was looking at this side not far away, thought it was quite funny, so His Majesty the Demon King brought him over to watch the excitement.

Alvin looked at the roses in the store with distaste, and suddenly found His Majesty the Demon King approaching: "Ah Your Majesty~! You are here too!"

The Demon King nodded.

"Are you here to see the Underground Demon Arena?" Alvin asked again.

"Demon Arena?" Mentioning this, the Demon King showed surprise, "Isn't it closed for New Year's Eve this year?"

Alvin smiled and said: "The owner of the Demon Arena is eccentric. He agreed not to open it today, but it opened at 0 o'clock. Your Majesty, don't you want to go and see it?"

The devil thought for a moment, he was thinking about what to do with the children, he really needed to go to the underground devil arena.

Ai Li was very thoughtful, and faintly sensed that His Majesty might be thinking about his problem, so she took the initiative to say: "Your Majesty, if you need my company, I will go together; if you don't need me, I will go back to the palace first."

"Oh yes, there is a little Aili today, can Aili go to that kind of place?" Alvin suddenly realized.

that kind of place?Airi thought strangely, is General Alvin referring to that magic arena?

It sounds great.

The Demon King glanced at Airi before asking, "Are you willing to go? It's not a very beautiful place."

"If you are willing to let me go, I will go." Airi immediately answered.

So, Alvin led the Demon King and Airi to the notorious underground Demon Arena in Mandala.

The reason why it is notorious is because this is a paradise for gamblers, and it is also the biggest pastime for martial demons.

Every day, unknown junior demons bleed and die here. Of course, there are also a small number of demons who became famous in the first battle, and have been in the limelight ever since.

Before coming here, Aili had secretly imagined the scene of the Demon Arena in his mind, but when he actually saw it, he still couldn't help being horrified by it.

The scene in front of me...is really a carnival of demons.

The entire Demon Arena was astonishingly large, ring after ring of auditoriums surrounded the huge competition field, and the high-pitched voice of the host resounded throughout the venue.

The demons stared passionately at the big and small demons on the field, eagerly making bets, for fear that they would miss a good chance to make money.

The Demon King and the others found a hidden place to sit down. The surrounding demons were all paying attention to the battle that was about to start on the field, and did not notice their arrival.

The two demons on the field are both combat slaves of the Underground Demon Arena, but the difference in size between them is too huge, and one of them is as small as a child.

Airi looked at the thin boy with brown-red hair from a distance, and couldn't help but think of himself when he just timed over.

At that time, the original owner had been malnourished due to the harsh treatment by her stepmother, and her figure was frighteningly thin, but now after a period of recuperation and exercise, Airi's stature has grown a lot, and her figure has become much more toned.

Due to the preferential treatment from His Majesty the Demon King, Airi felt that she was living a happy life, and when she saw a guy who was worse than him before, she couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Alvin asked Airi enthusiastically, "This is your first time here, don't you want to make a bet?"

"Bets?"

"It's just a bet to see who will win." Alvin explained.

Airi subconsciously looked at His Majesty the Demon King, he didn't know the prices here, his year-end wages were fined, and he gave a lot to the old man, the small coffers were not very sufficient.He hoped that His Majesty would directly help him block this matter.

What does a little handyman bet on?

His Majesty the Demon King looked clear at the moment, and then directly threw the coin to Alvin and sent him to place a bet.

Airi: "..."

You seem to have misunderstood, Your Majesty.

"Who do you like?" The Demon King asked himself.

"I..." Airi hesitated for a moment, he really wanted to vote for that boy, although he knew that he was likely to lose.

"Don't care about winning or losing, just vote at will."

After hearing this, Airi felt more at ease: "...I want to vote for the short one."

"Double bet." The Demon King followed suit.

Alvin winked at them, whistled, and finally took the coins to bet.

Having already spent His Majesty's money, Airi stared nervously at the young boy on the field.

Just then the host passionately announced the start of the game.

I saw the big devil on the field shaking his arm with a smirk on his face, as if he didn't pay attention to the opponent at all.

The little boy was obviously much more nervous, holding a long sword and staring at the opposite enemy with all his attention.

The two sides soon fought together, the big guy's offensive was extremely strong, and his moves were fast and ruthless, while the little boy had been trying to avoid it with difficulty, and several times there were dangers around him, and he barely avoided it.

Seeing that the opponent was struggling, the big man took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack, fighting more and more courageously.

Airi was very worried about the situation on the field. You must know that in this kind of magic arena, if you are not careful, you may die and step down.

The audience likes to watch this kind of exciting battle the most, and cheers for the big guy one after another.

However, his moves became more and more impatient, and after a while, the dexterous young boy caught a loophole and launched a powerful counterattack.

The long sword slashed at the back of the big man, which didn't match his petite appearance at all - the young boy had great strength, and he knocked the big man to the ground with a single strike.

The situation on the court changed rapidly, and the audience exclaimed.

The big guy struggled, swearing, and was about to get up and tear the brat into pieces, but the little boy didn't give him any chance, and rushed over and slashed at his head——

Blood spurted out from the wound on the head, and the demon lying on the ground gasped twice before losing his breath.

"Roar!" The audience cheered for the victory of this battle, even though they knew they had lost money.

Demons have been a martial race since ancient times, and nothing can inspire their fighting spirit more than fighting and death.

The little boy raised his head and raised his arms towards the audience.

And Airi, who had been watching the battle, was completely stunned.Actually... actually won?

"Let us send off the winner, Modo! The next battle will start in 15 minutes!"

The boy named Modo grabbed the long sword in his hand and left the stage amidst the cheers of the audience.

Every night in the magic arena, there are slaves who died fighting like this, and there are also kings like Modo who win and enjoy cheering.

It's just that this victory is hard-won, only Modo himself knows.

When he was leaving, he felt his fingers were still trembling, so he chose to hold his long sword even tighter.

In this place, only it can make you feel at ease.

The waiting room was crowded with demons waiting to fight as usual. When Modo came in, he received a lot of unexplained sights.

He was used to this kind of gaze, he just dragged his long sword and found a place to rest in silence.

"Hey boy! You are lucky, killing that guy will increase your points a lot!" A tall male demon came over and patted Modo on the shoulder.

"Maybe some customers will come to you tonight—" another demon echoed.

In the Demon Arena, if you perform well enough, some customers may come to your door, use their own money to support you, and give you the best weapons and armor...

Modo was silent and did not speak.

"Modo! The boss is looking for you!" A little devil who ran into the waiting room shouted at him.

Seeing the little devil winking, the other devils probably guessed the situation——

Modo's patrons came to the door.

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Next chapter, hey hey hey hey... =v=

Ah, I'm so cute. by the fish cake king who has no manuscript