The Dog Rider is the Demon King

"Pleasant to work with."

Yoondo shook hands with Ron, with a fox-like smile on his face.

"Third Prince, I only have one request, pick me clean."

"That's natural. Ron can call me by my name directly, the third prince or something, it's too unfamiliar." Yundu smiled and took a step forward, walking in front of Ron.

"We shouldn't get close. If there are any clues, it won't be good to be caught." Ron took a step back and waved his hands expressionlessly.

"Huh? But I still hope to be close to you. After all, I'm also a prince." Yundu approached Ron again, and the fox eyes narrowed into a line were full of evil intentions.

Pushing him away calmly, Ron said coldly, "Sorry."

"Anyway, your little lover is not here now, so it's no big deal." Yundu smiled like a fox and stretched out his arms to Ron, intending to hook his neck and stick it.

"The third prince was joking. If you have nothing to do, please ask the third prince to leave. It's better not to appear too often. After all, although you have a way to appear without attracting attention, you should avoid it." Ron pushed away expressionlessly. Yundu's arm, Yundu's body has a faint fragrance, which is the fragrance of small perfume flowers. The smell is very light, but it smells good.

The first flower Brent gave him was a small perfume flower, so in a daze, Ron thought he saw Brent again, saw the yellow flower that looked like a perfume bottle.

"Your Highness, Your Highness?" Ron was in a trance until Yundu left for a long time, and Xiao Bai called him for a long time before he came back to his senses.

"What's the matter, Xiaobai?"

"I just wanted to know what to do next."

"Cultivate our power well, and keep it calm and unobtrusive." Ron closed his eyes gently to calm himself down, and opened his eyes to respond to him expressionlessly.

"Why? Haven't we joined forces with His Highness the Third Highness?"

"Because it's impossible for me to give him all the trust, the best thing to do is to use the power of the third prince to deal with the first prince and the second prince, and at the same time use the power of the devil to develop ourselves. Otherwise, even if we defeat the first prince and the others , just to make a wedding dress for the third prince." Ron's voice didn't fluctuate, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"There is no doubt about the employment." Fischery interjected.

"No doubt does not mean complete trust, just like I do not completely trust the devil, but I still agreed to the request of the devil. Because I have no choice, but they are different, their choice is never just my choice, before I I also said that the third prince can go directly to the eldest prince. It is not that the devil himself cannot solve the problem of the devil, but I can make the whole thing easier. However... I have no choice but to passively accept the two of them. This olive branch handed over will naturally use their strength to make myself stronger without anyone noticing." Ron walked to the window with a straight face, looked at the weeds outside the window, and felt a little desolate in his heart.

"Then why trust us?"

"Because you have no choice, and neither do I. Only by warming each other can people feel at ease." Ron sighed, "Trust and so on are all lies. The closer you are, the more unreliable you are."

"But Your Highness, you still trust that little human prince, don't you?"

"That's not trust, that's another thing. He clearly promised me that he would protect himself, but he still bet on himself."

"You know everything?" Hilde just opened the door and walked in, hearing what Ron said.

Ron turned around and looked at Hilde's beautiful silver-gray hair, and smiled helplessly: "After you calm down and think about it, you will understand, you are just playing tricks. Don't worry, I will do what I promised you Yes, after all, I do need to become stronger."

"Then, what are you going to do next, Your Highness?"

"You don't need to do anything to win the trust of the Demon King. But you can't let him trust us completely, keep a little sense of mystery, and don't let him know what we are doing."

"Ok?"

"How could it be possible to make him feel better? Wouldn't it be better if he didn't believe me but had to believe me? If it weren't for him, how could I have come to this kind of place, Your Highness, ah no, Brent wouldn't be hurt either. If There is no hope at the beginning, so I don’t think I can turn things around. So it’s ironic, it’s all self-inflicted, and it also involves my Brent. My innocent Brent, why should I suffer from nothing.”

As soon as Brent was mentioned, Ron became very emotional.As much as Hilde would have liked to remind him, with or without them, Brent would have suffered this injury and withdrawn from the throne.But she thought about it, smiled, and gave up the idea. It's good to have such a flesh and blood Ron, and it's not good to be always lifeless.

However, Ron, who was relieved, returned to the previous state, with a straight face and no emotion.

The days that followed passed peacefully without any disturbances. Ron was proficient in the characters and languages ​​of the demons every day, and he was proficient in using magic under the supervision of Fischery to cultivate his spiritual power.

Day after day, Fisherley even cleaned up the weeds outside the hut and planted flowers and plants.He also asked Xiaobai to repair the house and expand it slowly.

When the house was half built, Xiaobai finally couldn't take it anymore and found Ron.Ron was sitting with Fischery on the open field full of flowers and drinking tea. It was the alpine snow that Hilde had just brought.

"Your Highness, it's been half a year and nothing has been done."

"Isn't this building a house?" Ron smiled slightly, put down the teacup in his hand, and fixedly looked at Xiaobai with a face of reluctance.

"That's not what I'm talking about! How can we achieve our goal without doing anything?" Xiaobai looked at the leisurely Ron angrily, as if to vent all his grievances in an instant.

"Haste makes waste." Ron smiled pretendingly, "everything I do has meaning, you will know after thinking about it. Go ahead and build the house, and I'll give you another month's salary Time, I'm going to see it done."

"What house are you still building! The eldest prince has resumed his normal activities, and he is persecuting demons with his teeth and claws. Why is your highness still so leisurely?" Xiaobai rushed up and snatched the tea cup that Ron had just picked up and put it on the table, staring at him. looking at Ron.

Ron put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a straight face: "Am I being too nice to you? You can say what I want to do?"

Reluctantly, Xiaobai went back to the house that was about to be built and started to work.

"You are getting more and more used to your life now, and your own identity." Fisherley took a sip of her alpine snow and smiled softly.Her short white hair has also grown long, and she braided it into a braid at the back of her head. She looks like a gentle girl with natural white hair: "Since you are trying to confuse the Demon King to make him feel at ease, there is nothing you can't tell him. Bai Li Mu is not an outsider either, and he accepts the truth, it will take a long time for him to figure it out."

"This is not just to paralyze the demon king. The most important thing is to have a good relationship with the surrounding demons. At least don't stand on the opposite side of us. After all, it is better to invite people's hearts than spring wind and rain." Ron smiled confidently.

"That little prince said it again." Fischery smiled tacitly. What Ron said was basically what he heard when he was with Brent. Always smile.

"Yeah, if you want the people around you to have a good relationship with you, planning slowly is much more stable than buying directly. Although some big events may still be required, the most important thing is to have a basic relationship. Only by taking a long-term view can you catch big fish. He's always ready for everything." Speaking of Brent, Ron once again showed a sweet smile on his face, "As for why you didn't tell Xiaobai, mother doesn't think Xiaobai's appearance is funny Can you distract me a little bit, maybe it will make me think less about him."

"You really like him very much." Seeing the look of loneliness on Ron's face for a moment, Fischery couldn't help sighing, "It's hard to give birth to a child who ends up falling in love with another man. I feel a little surprised. But the most important thing is that you are happy, and I can't say anything."

"Let's not talk about this, is there any news from Hilde?"

Seeing this diversion, Fisherley sighed helplessly, and straightened her expression: "Not yet, but why do you want to take over some industries?"

"If you want to build your own power, isn't the economy the simplest and most intuitive thing? And Hilde's character is relatively weak, killing and making decisions is not suitable for her. And I was afraid of being poor since I was a child. This reason is enough for them not to pay attention to these things. It's a small detail. This way...it's also convenient for us to start some other work." Ron returned to that expressionless state, and said those words expressionlessly.

"Hilde is also smart enough, a good move." Fischery nodded, "That Hilde is indeed very suitable for this kind of work."

"Speaking of which, why did my mother have to stay in this small wooden house all the time, and live so aggrievedly? Obviously, she can live a little better."

"Yeah, why." Fischery looked up at the sun in the sky, it was already winter, but Gashbu was still like spring, without the precipitous cold.Hilde was wearing a light beige dress without any complicated lace design, just a simple dress.On Hilde's white hair was a newly picked red double-petalled camellia, which was the most gorgeous color in her whole body.

Fisherley didn't speak for a long time, and the alpine snow in the teacup had already cooled completely, and the wafting heat dissipated in the slightly cool wind.

The author has something to say:

Long, long word of warning! ! ! (There are some simple analyzes in it to help you understand, and some nonsense, which is not very good to write in the text, so you can skip it directly)

Speaking of camellias always reminds me of the "La Traviata" I read in the cramped and narrow library in high school. I just remember that I don't know why I just read a few pages. I think this represents some kind of hint, such as menstrual period.

emmmmm... I don't know how as a boy, he thought of this at the first moment when he saw this (probably the nature of boys?), I see that most of other people's book reviews are that white camellia symbolizes purity; or The red camellia represents life, and the white camellia represents death; or the black camellia represents that she can freely control her own life... Until now, I think it is a kind of sexual suggestion, after all, La Traviata is a...

Well, this is not the point of discussion... The red camellia that appears here has nothing to do with "La Traviata". Because she found the meaning of living.The reason why I mentioned "La Traviata" is that it simply reminds me of my high school days, a little beautiful, and I don't need to worry about the future, I don't need to worry about anything, I can do whatever I want.

I don't know what this is, it's probably a college student who is about to graduate but still has no stable future like duckweed, some inexplicable gossip.

I think of the two sentences "Floating clouds and willow catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are as wide as they fly", well, it has nothing to do with what I said, but I just took it out of context, and I think it is suitable to describe my mood.

That's right, my favorite "Alpine Snow" is back again, this time he has no meaning, it's just that I'm simply too lazy to think of another name...

The reason why I arranged for Ron to wander alone in the Demon Race is because in the previous 60 chapters, Ron was an image without ego, and he lived for Brent. I hope he can find himself and become a complete He became an independent individual, so he arranged the plot of returning to the Demon Race. In fact, he is very smart, and he is also very suitable to be a leader. Brent will also become a great leader, but unfortunately...

No spoilers, I think you may ask: "Since you already know that Brent is going to hurt himself, why don't you go back?"

It's very simple, because Ron hasn't forgiven himself yet. He has always felt that although Brent is willing to be hurt, in the final analysis it is for him to live a stable life, so he has not been able to forgive himself.He thinks this is what he should do, men are more or less machismo.

Now, of course, there was another one—he was angry, angry with Brent.He was angry with Brent for not protecting himself well, and also angry with Brent for making his own decisions without consulting him.

Oh and also, he feels that he is not strong enough to meet his macho needs... This is not too positive (but he has shown Ron's paranoia before, and he feels that he can make Boo by doing it his own way. Lunt has no worries. For example, he solved the problem of the demons. Of course, he solved it by becoming a demon king because he was paranoid. Thinking about it like this, it seems that he and Brent are also determined to go their own way)

Of course, I also have my own selfishness. It is impossible to have a smooth relationship... I have to make Brent suffer a bit, and I can't make him always so confident. Let's forget about it. (After all, Guo Jia died early because of that young man...Even if there is no exhaustive strategy, there is often no good end. Look at that old Lawson)

Ron gradually has a sense of majesty from a high-ranking person. It is said that the novel itself will not become a farming novel... I have no such plan, but do you remember that I said this is an adventure novel at the beginning?I don't know what has become now... I think you are not happy, you suddenly feel cheated.

Well, after babbling so many words, it was still unshakable in the end——

I love you.