Chapter 260 Yes, Mr. Demon King
At the door of the Parliament Building, Karisman held a wooden box full of official documents in his arms, looking gloomy, as if he had just been kicked hard by life.
An hour ago, his life was smooth sailing and everything was stable. Although he was just an inconspicuous clerk, he was able to get in touch with the real high-level officials. Listening to the conversations of those congressmen and bureaucrats every day made him feel like the owner of this hell.
Such days should have continued until he was scolded by his boss for walking in the door with his left foot first, and then he was punished for looking up the old accounts from a month ago, and sent him to a funeral parlor in the suburbs to copy files, and he had to write by hand when he would finish copying and when he would come back.
There is no doubt that this is Chiguoguo’s bullying.
However, even if he complained, no one would respond.
Hands of demons have not been peaceful recently. At this time, everyone will be extra cautious. They will not do anything they can't do, and they will not offend anyone who can't offend them.
Karisman actually knew in his heart that the vicious terror was not looking for trouble because of which foot he stepped through the door first, but because of an old newspaper from more than two months ago.
I was so excited at that time that I confided everything I knew to the succubus reporter named Aisabel. As a result, [an unnamed succubus official] made such a statement in the newspaper. Although there is no real name, it is no different from the real name.
The Dragon family will not pay attention to a small person like him. Even Hax, the recently fallen undersecretary of the Logistics Department, will not notice him at all. But the same cannot be said for Hax's younger brother. The people in the entire interest chain probably hate him to death. After all, these grasshoppers only dare to vent their anger on a small person like him.
But to be honest, Karisman actually has no regrets.
Everything in this world has a price, let alone expensive justice?
He just felt that it was a pity that he had failed his family's expectations and his efforts of the past twenty years in vain...
Just as he was sighing secretly, a voice like the spring breeze suddenly came from behind him.
"Mr. Karisman, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Karisman was startled suddenly and looked up, only to see a young man in a dark dress looking at him with a smile, his eyes were deep and his manners were elegant.
Human beings?
No——
Wait a minute!
Karisman was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the other party was greeting him. He straightened his body instantly and stood at attention almost subconsciously to salute.
"Luo, Lord Luo Yan!? Good morning!"
This person is the newly promoted member No. 29 of the Parliament, the Demon King of Leiming County—Luo Yan!
His movements were too hasty, and the wooden box in his arms tilted violently, and the filled documents were immediately scattered to the floor. The papers were spread out on the steps, and some even fluttered in the wind. When the surrounding civil servants saw him passing by, they all cast playful glances at this reckless young man, waiting to see his joke.
"Ah...! Sorry!"
Hashman's face turned green when such a big mistake happened, and he was hurriedly trying to pick it up. Luo Yan, who was standing aside, only raised his hand slightly, and a faint wave of magic power emerged from the wand that slipped out of his sleeve.
The scattered documents seemed to be guided by invisible hands, and quickly floated back into the box, neatly stacked, and fell steadily into Karisman's arms.
"It seems that your burden is not light." Luo Yan said with a chuckle, handing the last file in his hand back to him, "Remember to be more cautious."
"Yes..."
Karisman took the document and was in a daze, feeling both surprised and moved.
He never expected that this big man who stood at the center of power in the Magic City would not only remember his name, but also personally help him pack up the scattered documents? !
He hugged the wooden box tightly, with a hint of shyness on his face, and stammered.
"Thank you for your help, Master Luo Yan... I just lost my composure."
"It doesn't matter." Luo Yan waved his hand gently, and then his eyes fell on the document in Karisman's arms. With a bit of doubt in his eyes, he asked knowingly, "But... why are you standing here? Are you waiting for someone?"
There was an unspeakable look on Karisman's face, he hesitated, and whispered.
"I... no longer work here."
Luo Yan was slightly startled and looked at him carefully.
「What happened?」
Karisman hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a wry smile: "That's it...During the previous hearing, I privately disclosed some information from the hearing to the "Abyss Times". Although I think what I said was true, and it did not involve confidentiality or confidentiality. I violated the rules, but my boss kept making things difficult for me, thinking that I had "an improper stance." It was nothing at first, but today he suddenly lost his temper at me because he took the wrong medicine or something, and asked me to go to a funeral home in the suburbs to copy files..."
At the end, his tone was a little helpless, "Maybe... this is fate."
Luo Yan's eyes changed slightly when he heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said with a bit of regret.
…"It was me who harmed you."
Hearing this, Karisman suddenly raised his head, looked at Luo Yan who looked remorseful, waved his hands repeatedly, and said hurriedly.
"No! This has nothing to do with you!"
As if he was worried that Luo Yan would not believe him, the young man took a deep breath and continued in a serious tone.
"Really, I volunteered, sir... I saw a group of dumb guys sitting there trying to blame each other. A huge and rotten machine tried to suppress different voices with arrogant and unreasonable logic, and deliberately created The fault lies with you who have nothing to do with it. I just want more people to know the truth of the matter and let justice be heard. If we all pretend not to see what is happening around us, won’t our hell become a dirty empire?”
"If someone has to make a sacrifice, then it's no big deal for me. Compared to the soldiers who lost their lives, what I lost is nothing more than something insignificant."
After saying that, he exhaled pretending to be relaxed, with a teasing smile on his face.
"There's actually no difference, right? I just moved from a funeral parlor in the city center to a funeral parlor in the suburbs. From facing a group of living dead people to a group of dead guys... Ah, I'm not talking about you, you are special!"
His eyes were bright and persistent, shining with pure faith and a trace of admiration for himself, which made Luo Yan couldn't help but think of his younger self.
Not when I was studying at Demon King Academy.
But much younger than that.
He had thought so too.
For my ideal, I will burn myself.
Instead of my ideals, please die first.
After a moment, Luo Yan showed a faint smile and said in a gentle tone.
"You are right, your persistence deserves recognition."
Karisman was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, with a bit of gratitude on his face.
"I salute you, sir... Although you are a human being, thanks to your presence, we have not fallen so completely."
"I will be embarrassed if you say this, I am not as great as you think."
Luo Yan raised his head slightly, looked at him thoughtfully, and then suddenly said.
"Also, although you are right, the house behind you is actually a funeral parlor, but it is a funeral parlor in the city center after all, which is slightly more respectable than the one in the suburbs... If you want to stay, I have a suggestion."
Karisman was stunned and looked at Luo Yan blankly, not understanding what he was going to say.
And the next second.
Luo Yan's words made him freeze on the spot.
"I happen to be short of a secretary." Luo Yan spoke slowly, looking at him sincerely, "I need someone who is familiar with the operation of this building, has first-hand information, and is reliable enough to help me organize documents, handle various trivial matters, and... occasionally provide some useful advice."
He smiled slightly and said in a gentle tone, "Do you think you are qualified?"
Karisman looked at him blankly, forgetting to breathe for a moment.
He almost thought he heard wrongly.
He, an unlucky guy who was about to be exiled to a suburban funeral parlor, has now actually been personally invited by Councilor Luo Yan to become his secretary? !
This, what is going on? !
Happiness came so suddenly that he couldn't react for a while.
However, out of instinctive reaction, he, who had been involved in the establishment all year round, subconsciously seized this opportunity and nodded with all his strength.
"I, I am willing! Sir... thank you for giving me this opportunity, I will definitely work hard to repay you!"
His voice was trembling, but his tone was extremely firm.
Just as Mr. Festing said, the longing eyes and the red light on the cheeks showed that she was ready to give her heart to him.
Luo Yan smiled gently, stretched out his right hand, palm upward.
"Welcome to join."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Karisman thanked him repeatedly, but he lost his grip on the wooden box and accidentally dropped it to the ground.
Hand holding Luo Yan's hand, he blushed and tried to pick it up, but was gently pulled up by the latter.
"Okay, your job now is to show me my office. Someone can handle such a small matter."
At the same time as he finished speaking, an angry Terror walked out of the door of the Parliament Building. He looked at the documents scattered on the ground and cursed.
"Karisman! It seems that I am too high on you when I tell you to go to the funeral parlor. You should go to the magma pool in the north to copy files - Luo, Mr. Luo Yan?!"
Humans are too slender compared to demons, just like elves to humans. So much so that when he first came out, he didn't notice at all that there was a guy standing in front of Karisman who couldn't even afford to offend his immediate boss's boss.
The angry terror instantly shriveled up like a deflated pufferfish at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Looking at the trembling terror, Luo Yan said casually.
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"Lou, Lucio..." The horror had an expression on its face that looked like it was about to cry.
This is the only time in his life that he has experienced being frightened by a human being and showing his appearance like this.
Luo Yan looked at him with a half-smile, and said something serious.
"Let the staff of the Parliament Building go to the funeral home to copy the files, you have such great official power."
"No, no...I..." Lucio was sweating profusely and his mouth was trembling. He wanted to explain, but he hesitated for a long time and couldn't explain the reason. He wanted to wink at Karisman but didn't dare.
Karisman stood confused and seemed a little at a loss, not knowing how to react.
However, when he saw the constipated expression of the boss who put on his small shoes, he felt extremely happy and couldn't help but secretly give Luo Yan a thumbs up.
Luo Yan did not look at him, but pointed at the documents on the ground.
"Pick it up, send it to my office, and give it to my secretary, Mr. Karisman. Remember, pick it up by hand, no magic is allowed."
"Yes, yes!"
The demons who were watching whispered for a while, but Lucio nodded sweatingly, feeling relieved.
Praise the Demon King.
Praise to His Majesty the Demon God!
The respected Mr. Luo Yan finally let him go and did not slap him to death.
After all, it was too easy for that adult to kill him. If he could go back 100 years on his resume, he could be related to Zakro... as long as he wanted to.
Lucio glanced at Karisman secretly, with a flattering smile on his face, trying to repair the relationship with his former colleague.
The expression on Karisman's face was both happy and joyful, but also a little confused.
It was both the emptiness after "the great revenge was repaid" and the doubt of ideals... It was as if I was becoming a living corpse.
Luo Yan knew his feelings very well and was very pleased with his growth.
"Do a good job and lead the way."
"Yes! Sir." Kalisman responded immediately after coming back to his senses, and then hurried forward to lead the way for his respected idol.
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The interior of the Parliament Building is more like an ancient and majestic magic palace than a government agency.
The towering stone pillars are carved with complicated demonic texts, and the walls are hung with historical murals painted with blood by demon believers. Those abstract and twisted symbols symbolize the past glory and strife of hell. A huge blood-colored magic crystal is inlaid on the top of the dome, emitting a faint dark red light, making the entire hall look solemn and solemn, but also somewhat mysterious and depressing.
"This building has a long history and can be traced back to the period of the first demon god Udis." Karisman guided Luo Yan with gestures and introduced excitedly, "In the early days, it was just a place for quarrels. It didn't even have a formal building. All the nobles and generals stood next to the magma lake for meetings. , whoever is not convinced can just fight - of course, the current atmosphere is much more "civilized", and the magma lake has been filled in. "That's pretty good."
Luo Yan listened and observed the surrounding decoration with interest. The tall sculptures are lifelike, and the names of the demon councilors are engraved on the huge stone tablets, recording their achievements and final outcome - some of the writing has been burned by the magic flames and is blurred, implying that the owners of certain names have been completely erased, and even traces of their existence no longer exist.
In the center of the hall, a group of hell servants were busy running around, and various strange monsters held different positions here.
There are succubi in uniforms registering affairs behind the counter. Their smiles are both friendly and dangerous, as if they are ready to pull people to sign some serious contracts at any time; there are abyss clerical demons with eight arms who are correcting several documents at the same time. Six of them are He stared at the floating scroll, muttering obscure words while flipping through it quickly; there were also huge demon guards, covered in obsidian armor and holding spears burning with hell flames, guarding key passages to ensure that outside visitors would not break into the core area at will.
This is his first time here, but everyone here knows him. When he passes by, they will stop what they are doing to salute or pay attention to him.
“This is the corridor leading to the members’ area.” Karisman pointed with his hand towards a corridor covered with scarlet carpets. Bronze statues stood on both sides. The eyes of each statue were inlaid with green soul crystals, as if they were secretly observing everyone passing by.
"Where is my office?" Luo Yan asked casually.
"Just ahead, your office is in the Obsidian Wing... Please follow me."
Karisman led him through the heavy double doors. An ancient magic wave spread from the door frame, making Luo Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
The magic barrier here is quite exquisitely designed. I don’t know if it was the work of the Demon King Academy or the High Demon Academy.
The Obsidian Wing not far away is a private office area specially set up for the members of the Magic City. It looks like an unremarkable spire from the outside, but it is surprisingly spacious inside.
This place is not as lively as the parliament hall. On the contrary, it looks quiet and noble. The doors of each office are engraved with different coats of arms of members, symbolizing their respective families or forces.
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"You don't have a surname..." Karisman said sheepishly, "They might just make their own decisions and use your title as a surname."
Luo Yan nodded and said in an easy-going way.
"It doesn't matter, the name is just a code name, but I still prefer others to call me by my name rather than my title."
"Yes." Karisman noted down this detail respectfully, then opened the door for Luo Yan and led him inside.
The whole office is not luxurious, but it is full of the calmness and elegance of the aristocrats of hell.
A large desk made of abyssal ebony is placed in the center of the room. The tabletop is as smooth as a mirror, with a flowing magic line embedded in it that flickers slightly as the light in the room changes. The bookshelf is filled with various demonic codes, hell laws, and parliamentary records. The cover of each book has a strange and ghostly atmosphere, and it seems to contain the wisdom and secrets of its past owners. An ancient map hangs on the wall, depicting the distribution of forces in the major territories of hell, and even marking the emblems of different noble families... However, it seems that the map has not been updated for a long time, and the year marked is actually two hundred years ago.
Karisman hurriedly put away the map and said sorry to Luo Yan, but Luo Yan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to care.
This place should not have been used for a long time.
Mr. Festing said that there were 42 members of Parliament in Magic City at the most, and only 20 at the least.
Obviously, the struggle here is no easier than on the surface.
Behind the desk, there is a floor-to-ceiling window connected to the outer balcony. Through the window, you can overlook part of the street view of the Magic City. The furnace of hell is burning in the distance, reflecting the amethyst dome of the entire Magic City.
"This is your office." Kalisman smiled slightly and said thoughtfully, "Generally speaking, members of Parliament usually don't stay here for a long time. After all, you are a noble, not an ordinary administrative official."
Luo Yan had already heard about these things from Mr. Festing, but he still asked one more question just in case.
"Oh? If there is something that needs to be handled, how can you contact me?"
"Don't worry about this. Finding you is one of my core tasks. The Parliament Building will cooperate with me to solve this problem... As for delivering the letter, it is also very easy." Karisman coughed and pointed to a black magic stone stand in the corner of the room, with several sleeping bats hanging upside down. Each bat's wings were engraved with different magic marks.
Luo Yan stared at him twice and raised his eyebrows with interest.
This thing is actually a gargoyle!
The elusive Youyou appeared next to him and said in the same surprise.
"It's incredible...they actually have souls?!"
Luo Yan was not too surprised, but he was just a little curious about whether this thing would grow up.
“This is your ‘office communication system’,” Calisman explained with a smile on his face, “and this is the most reliable method of delivering letters to the Magic City Council - the gargoyle familiar. As long as you leave a mark on it, I only need to send it through the teleportation array. When they come to your area, they will naturally find you. "
Luo Yan came closer, and several bats seemed to notice his gaze. They shook their stone wings, revealed their wrinkled little faces, and yawned at him.
Surprising.
Although they are made of stone, they are lifelike. The stone skin feels as smooth as jade, which is completely different from the stone people in his territory.
"It sounds pretty efficient... What about security? Will he reveal my whereabouts? If I happen to have something and it's inconvenient to disclose my location."
Karisman said respectfully.
"Don't worry about this. After they sign a contract with you, their life and death will be completely in your hands. Even if they grow up in the future, you will only want to crush them to death... Of course, gargoyles with souls are very expensive, and it is not easy to raise them. I don't recommend you do this. If you don't want them to find you, you only need to tell them, or just recycle them."
Luo Yan nodded and flicked his index finger.
A few rays of green magic light surged out from his fingertips and quickly integrated into the wings of the little guys, planting their own marks on them.
The communication system in the Magic City seems to be very backward, and there is a lot of room for improvement, but this is not what he wants to do right now.
"From now on, just call me... Xiaohei."
The five bats screamed in unison to express their agreement, and then glared at each other, flapped their wings and bared their teeth, as if to say, "It's me who's calling!", "It's me!".
These lively little guys gave this cold office a little more life. Luo Yan looked at them and smiled, and touched their heads with his index finger.
"Don't fight, you are all Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei No. 1, Xiao Hei No. 2...and No. 3, 4, and 5. You have to get along well when I'm not around, do you understand?"
This seemed to be a satisfactory result for them, and the noisy little guys stopped quarreling instantly.
Luo Yan looked at Karisman.
"I will be in Black Wind Castle during this period, but I will probably be in Thunder County next month. Remember to contact me at any time if you have anything to do. I'll leave this to you."
Seizing this opportunity for progress very seriously, Karisman suppressed his excitement and nodded respectfully.
"Yes, Lord Demon King!"