The Dog Rider is the Demon King

The door was slowly closed behind them, and a gust of wind blew by. The sunflower seemed to have golden waves, and a few golden petals flew over with the wind. Ron stretched out his hand and gently pinched the petal.

"The wind element here is very pure, which is very strange. Obviously, the demons should be all mixed elements. It's almost like..." Fisherley closed her eyes and felt the surrounding air.

"Elemental spar mines controlled by magic circles." Ron and Fischery came to this conclusion in unison. Fischery glanced at Ron, her eyes full of approval.

"There is indeed a problem with this Mot. The demon's magic circle controls all elements mixedly, but the human's magic circle can only control a certain element."

"It is also very problematic to have such a large spar mine. The environment of the demons is not suitable for the growth of spar mines, so it should be that he has the core of the element spar. This is very strange. A demon, why would there be Such a human thing."

"In a place as big as Ysutan, there are many small spar mines, and it is impossible for them to be completely recorded, so it is not impossible for him to steal them."

"The question is what is he trying to do with such a useless thing."

"You'll know when you see him." Ron looked at Fischerie calmly, but his eyes looked through her to a large sunflower far behind her. The uniform sunflowers raised the huge flower plate to the sky. The sun that exudes warm light, blooming a very beautiful smile.

A magnificent villa appeared in front of them. The overall villa was clean and tidy in blue and white. The blue roof and white walls set off each other, making it look very grand.The exterior decoration of the entire villa does not have any color other than blue, clean and tidy, spotless.The white walls looked like they had just been refinished, not a bit dirty or dusty.

"It really is a place where wind elements are rich. It seems that the drawer of this magic circle is a magician with a very high affinity for wind elements, and is very powerful." Fisheri looked at the spotless wall and made a picture like this conclusion.

It was similar to their situation outside the gate. When they just walked to the gate, they saw the white gate slowly open, and there were even some embossed angels on it.

Ron, who was used to it, walked in the door. The ground was covered with huge black and white floor tiles, like a huge chessboard, with huge white statues scattered here and there. The statues are exactly like chess pieces.

"Angel reliefs, pure white chess pieces, really weird." When Ron passed among these chess pieces, he couldn't help but comment, "Speaking of which, why are there no black chess pieces? How much this Mort likes white."

"Look carefully at these chess pieces, they are facing the opposite direction, and there are not only white pieces, there are two kings and two queens each, but there is only one knight, three chariots, four bishops, and nine guards Army. This is not a simple statue, it is a chess game, but all the chess pieces are painted white." Fisheri carefully looked at the huge chess pieces around, and smiled meaningfully, "But it's very strange. Yes...the idols of bishops on both sides are defended by the king and queen, it always feels like putting the cart before the horse, interesting, very interesting."

"I didn't know that my mother could play chess."

"As an aristocratic lady, I naturally have to understand flower arrangement, tea ceremony, art, music, entertainment, and riding skills. I have been learning these things until I became an adult, so I can be called a playboy. , probably not the real eldest lady or young master." Fisherie sighed and shrugged, "The dark years are really unbearable to recall, you should have seen them too, the little prince must have learned these things too. Things, like a piano, or a pipe organ, and some paintings or something else."

Ron nodded, and Fischery immediately said happily: "Look, I just said, these are compulsory courses for nobles. But I don't know if the nobles of the Demon Race have these requirements, it seems that they only know Fighting and killing."

"Of course." An old voice came out, and an old demon suddenly appeared on the white king piece, with a pair of dark red horns on his head.His hair is grizzled and his face is full of ravines, but he looks weird and very kind, not like a demon.

"Grand Duke Mothhakanka, long time no see." Fischeri calmly raised the corner of her skirt and saluted with a perfect smile on her face, "If it wasn't for your convenience, I would not have given Ron a gift. go out."

"A trivial matter is nothing to be concerned about."

"But the reason we came today is not to thank you."

"I know, it should be for that room." Mote Hakanka sighed, "Please come here, there are some things I want you to see."

Ron and Fischery stepped forward, only to find that the huge white chess piece had hidden secrets. There was a secret door on the base of the huge chess piece, which was completely white and flawless. Looking at it from a distance, it is very likely that his existence will be ignored.

Ron pushed the secret door lightly, and the secret door opened slowly, revealing a deep upward staircase in front of his eyes.There are many torches stuck on the walls on both sides of the stairs, with blue and white flames burning on the torches, and the walls on both sides of the light show a miserable scene.

Climbing up the stairs, Ron walked to the platform at the top of the chess pieces, and Mothakakanka stood on the edge of the platform, looking down at the entire chessboard.Ron walked to his side, and followed his eyes to look at the scattered chess pieces.

"Hey, the pieces on this chessboard are the one we didn't finish playing back then."

"You?" Fischery, who came up afterward, asked.

"It was a very beautiful female magician, and we had a very cliché love story... She was really a beautiful woman, and she was very smart. I didn't think you would want to hear it, so I omitted it."

"Well, I can probably imagine that story, after all, I've seen it a lot." Fisherley smiled.

Mothakakanka stood aside, smiling and nodding.

"To interrupt your inexplicable empathy for your respective experiences, Grand Duke, you called us up just to tell us such a story that you don't want to tell at all? Then why call us up, anyway, you don't want to tell a story. "

"Your Highness, I just want to say... I think you should have discovered that the arrangement of the chess pieces on the chessboard is not the same as the one you are familiar with. The bishops are well protected, but the king and queen stand on the sidelines." Front. This is not a mistake, this is the process of her teaching me the basic principles of human society."

"Why didn't this game end?"

"She's dead, in that room, with the people in the shophouses just outside the street."

"Why?" Fischery chased after her.

"Called the God of Light, and was killed." Said it lightly, but Fischery always felt that she could hear Mothakakanka's heartache from it.

"Who did it?" Ron didn't care about the question in his tone.

"It's not important." Fischeri smiled confidently, "Grand Duke, thank you for your story."

"No matter what you do, as long as it doesn't affect my life. She changed my beliefs, changed my residence, and even though she is gone, she doesn't want me to avenge her. I just can't swallow this breath. I don't want to be dirty. took my hand." Mothakakanka smiled, the wrinkles on his face slightly distorted like a mean grimace.Ron stared at his face so hard that he didn't feel at all the kindness he had seen him for the first time.

Ron said in his heart: "Sure enough, all the demons have two faces, it's not believable."

When leaving the villa, Ron asked Fischery: "Why doesn't it matter who the murderer is? Didn't we find this Archduke Mort here just to solve this matter?"

"Since the devil asked you to investigate, it means that this matter has a great impact and involves the interests of demon spirits. Because Grand Duke Mothakakanka is a loyal supporter of equal rights for demon spirits, this matter may involve The loser in the growth of the demon spirit's interests is the reason why he thinks this matter is important. Therefore, it is debatable whose cake the demon spirit moved."

Ron obediently listened to Fisherley's eloquence, and came to a conclusion in his heart.

"This is debatable, and the most important thing is not the truth, we only need to investigate the truth we want. We are not detectives, we are a lawyer who defends ourselves, because we have nothing, no pay, and can only do our best. Do your best to make black things white, and let yourself win the case." Fisherley smiled, "Yes, we can only do whatever it takes now, a god-given opportunity is in front of us, this is a big pie, and Obviously, there is no poison in the pie, why don't you say we don't eat it."

"No, what if it's not like that?"

"Since Mote Hakanka let us know and said that, it is obvious that he has already considered the candidate. Moreover, starting from the point of view of the demons facing humans and demons, of course not Do something that is not beneficial to us. We just need to do a simple investigation and treat some rumors as facts, not to mention, who knows that the truth is not on our side?"

The wind blew the golden petals over and landed on Fisherley's straw hat: "Besides, a lot of demons died here. Killing a demon is considered a serious crime among the demons. No matter who did it, there must be someone behind it." The support of the big shots is enough to pull down the big shots behind."

Fisherley took off the golden petals: "The nature of the demons cannot be changed. This golden sunflower has shadows under its face looking at the sun."

The author has something to say:

Well, because of the preparations for going home during the holidays, my updates are irregular, and I am addicted to various videos. Well, well, just do whatever you want.

I also like to force a question at the end.

Then Ron didn't have a low IQ, he just couldn't think of it. Although Fisherley kept her ears shut all year round, she was the smart sister of the old fox Fitty.

Well, nothing.I love you all.