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Shiro Hado's wallet was full, and he tightly covered the small amount of money that he earned through his hard work.

Except for the owner,

No one could take a penny from him.

Since he had guests with him,

Sadao Masao pushed the bicycle like a tour guide and enthusiastically introduced the customs and scenery of the tomb to Gilgamesh. "We're not far from the station,

If you take the subway, it's fast and convenient,

But you don't have ID cards. "

"Does Mr. Zhen Ao also take the subway to work every day?" Firefly looked at the long iron box that was moving quickly and asked curiously.

The black-haired boy, who was still wearing the fast-food restaurant uniform, coughed a few times,

"The subway is too expensive,

I ride my Headless Horseman every day. "

"Your Headless Horseman,

Don't tell me it's this bicycle … "Shiro Hado's eyes were full of black lines, and at the same time, he had a bad feeling about the Demon King City that they were about to arrive.

It turned out that his hunch was right.

Sadao Masao's house was not far from the workplace, so it didn't take long even if they walked.

Although they didn't walk fast, they arrived in half an hour.

"Clang, clang, clang ~ This is my Helcrown.

It's also the starting point of my conquest of the world. "

Sadao Masao pointed to the house in front of him, and his tone was full of pride, "Welcome to the Demon King City."

Not only Gilgamesh, but even the three Fu Mourning God behind him had no intention of going in at all.

In front of them was a two-story low-rent house that had been in disrepair for a long time. The wooden handrails had faint signs of weathering due to years of sun and rain, and the stairs were bumpy.

It felt like it would break if you stepped on it with a little more force.

No one would be surprised if someone pasted a "Demolition Imminent" seal on the door.

Firefly's eyes were full of disappointment,

He asked with a last glimmer of hope, "This house is your Demon King City?"

"Of course not." The young Demon King immediately denied.

"My Demon King City is in the first room on the second floor.

There's a neighbor next door, and the landlord lives on the first floor. "

At this time, the small window on the second floor was opened. A handsome and elegant white-haired young man hung the washed clothes on the rope. He looked down and saw Sadao Masao standing downstairs. He waved at him excitedly and shouted, "Lord Demon King, you're back!

Why did you get off work so early today? "

Sadao Masao quickly ran up the stairs, opened the door and shouted to the young man on the balcony.

"Ashiya, I've invited a guest to my house. Please prepare the food."

As if he had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, the Demon World Army Advisor excitedly swore, "It is my responsibility to take care of Lord Demon King's food and lodging. Please rest assured that you and your guest will be satisfied."

If he was not holding a pair of clean underwear and wearing a home apron, standing in front of the small window of the shabby low-rent house, he would have been more convincing.

"Master … If you don't want to go, we won't go." Yamamochi Kokuhiro tried to find a way out for his God's Inquisitor.

Shiro Hado and Firefly also nodded.

They instinctively believed that their noble and supreme God's Inquisitor should stay in a magnificent palace or an elegant pavilion, not a dilapidated low-rent house.

Gilgamesh stepped up the stairs. "Wang is also very curious. What is the power that makes the Demon King live such a poor life, but still look so happy?"

Seeing that even their master had gone in, the Death Gods of Fu, as the Sword and Saber Gods, naturally wouldn't complain about anything. They all followed Gilgamesh and entered one after another.

The small house, which was the size of six tatami mats, suddenly accommodated seven people. It was very crowded. To exaggerate, one had to tiptoe to walk.

The walls looked very thin. If one spoke louder, the people in the next room could hear them.

Sadao Masao and Gilgamesh sat facing each other at a small table. The three Fu Mourning God and the Demon World Army Advisor knelt behind them with serious expressions. They were secretly competing because they did not want to embarrass their master.

"This is Shiro Ashiya. The guy playing with the computer is Hanzo Kihara. They are both my partners.

They are the Demon World Army Advisor and the Grand Marshal. "

Sadao Masao pointed at Shiro Ashiya, who looked as if he was facing a great enemy, and the purple-haired boy who was lazily typing on the keyboard.

"Demon King -sama, is it really okay to reveal your identity like this?" Shiro Ashiya leaned forward and looked at Gilgamesh and the others cautiously.

"It's okay. They already know most of it. Today, Sariel went to cause trouble at my place of work. It was thanks to this person that I was saved." Sadao Masao pointed at Gilgamesh and explained.

"What?

Sariel came.

It's all because of this subordinate's incompetence. When you were in danger, I did not come in time. You had to rely on others to save you. I am not worthy to be your Army Advisor … "The white-haired youth beat his chest and stamped his feet. Two streams of tears flowed down his face. He hugged Sadao Masao's waist and did not forget to ask:" Are you hurt? "

"Relax, relax!

It's okay. "Demon King patted the non-stop sobbing Army Advisor.

Demon King City, Demons, Fallen Angels … It was completely different from what he imagined.

In fact, he should have guessed their style as soon as he saw the Demon King, who was the highest-ranking general.

Speechlessly looking at Army Advisor who hugged the Demon King and cried bitterly, the Fu Mourning God understood the joy that Gilgamesh spoke of. If they could hug their master without any scruples, lie on his knees and act coquettishly, they would definitely be very happy, right?

Shiro Ashiya, who finally cried enough, went to prepare food for the guests with red eyes.

In order to express his grand hospitality to the guests, he endured the pain of his heart and ordered a pizza.

Soon, a table of food was pieced together. Pizza, cucumber salad, salted tuna, thick egg yaki, and a large bowl of udon noodles in the middle. This was the highest level of hospitality.

"Hurry up and eat, don't be shy."

Shiro Ashiya distributed the bowls and plates that he had prepared with dipping sauce to everyone. At the same time, he passionately and lovingly said: "This thick egg yaki has eight eggs. Normally, it would be enough for Sir Demon King to eat for a week."

"By the way, do you want to drink?

I bought a bottle of sake from the supermarket last time when it was on sale. "Sadao Masao clapped his hands." You should drink when entertaining guests! "After he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of wine that was covered in dust from the cabinet.

Hearing the word "wine", Yamamochi Kokuhiro's body subconsciously trembled. Yesterday's incident when he got drunk was still vivid in his mind. It was simply too shameful. While he buried his head in the rice, he decided that unless his master ordered him to, he would never drink again in the future.

"Wang doesn't drink low-quality wine."

Gilgamesh snapped his fingers, and a pot of wine that was held in a golden bottle appeared in the air. The dark red translucent wine drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the sweet fragrance spread throughout the room.

"Can I really drink it?

It looks so expensive. I can't afford it even if I sell my house. "Sadao Masao stared at the golden bottle, and the light in his eyes was comparable to Shiro Hado's.

Gilgamesh made a gesture of invitation, and then picked up the wine glass and drank by himself.

Demon King, who had never drunk wine before, could only hold his liquor a little better than Yamamochi Kokuhiro.

Drunk, his face flushed, he belched and patted his chest. "I, Demon King Satan, started as a temporary clerk at Maidanlaw, and now I am a temporary store manager. One day, I will spread my fast food restaurants all over Shitsuka, all of Tokyo, and all of Japan. Then I will conquer mankind and the world."

"You really do have desires. Only people with desires can enjoy the pleasure in the process of realizing their desires, and then gradually transform into a great king." Gilgamesh raised a satisfied smile, and he got the answer he wanted.

"Master, if we buy the chain store called 'Mac Danlau', then the Demon King will be working for you. Moreover, all the profits will be yours. This way, it will be enough for our Pill's expenses."

Shiro Hado looked at the business model of the store for a long time and felt that it was profitable. Seeing that his master didn't hate Sadao Masao, he made a small abacus proposal.

Being a boss and collecting money was more profitable than working for others.

"Buying a chain store is very troublesome."

Hado quickly replied, "It's not troublesome at all. As long as we find shareholders to invest money, we can do it in a few days after negotiating the contract."

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and threw a black card to Hado, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you!"

"Thank you master, I will not let you down."

"Wang, I'm going back."

Gilgamesh raised the golden pocket watch and said to the Demon King. He didn't care if he could hear it or not, he was just announcing his decision.

Before leaving, Gilgamesh gave Hado a locator and told him to come back when he was done.

The Government of the Hour also gave each God's Inquisitor the core of the space-time converter and four small locators. Each God's Inquisitor could send four teams out for expeditions. Without the God's Inquisitor's leadership, the team leaders could rely on the locators to return to Honmaru.

The first time the historical revisionists tried to change the course of history was during the Wuchen War. The Fu Mourning God's first battle point was Hakodate, followed by Aizu, Utsunomiya, Toba, and other places.

In this era, the Time Reversal Army was only a basic military force. Not only did they have no long-range firepower, even their close-combat equipment was very weak.

And the Fu Mourning God that went out in the morning had rested for a night and eaten breakfast. He was full of energy and brought the best weapons and horses. Logically speaking, there was no possibility of him getting hurt.

The time coordinates set by the Time Converter were called "Memory of the Restoration". Without returning to Honmaru and changing the coordinates, the Fu Mourning God could not enter the high-level battlefield.