Without any hesitation, Cohen was so sure that the person speaking deep in the hall must be the Dark Lord!
After planning for several years, experiencing numerous dangers and hardships, and even paying an incalculable price, Cohen finally waited for the day when he finally stood in front of the strongest man in Bis Continent.
At this moment, Cohen's calm face was filled with excitement, but he had no time to sigh or get excited. Instead, he gathered all his energy and prepared to deal with the situation in front of him - the Dark Lord invited him here, and of course it would not be for tea.
chatting.
It can be said that since the appearance of Emine, the battle between him and the Demon King has begun. Both sides have come up with ingenious plans to gain an advantage in this meeting to achieve their own goals. But to gain an advantage, they must first obtain
Take the initiative; and in order to take the initiative, you must first overwhelm the opponent in terms of momentum.
Momentum is a real thing, but no one can touch it, nor can it be packed in a box. It must at least be maintained by both of them, and it is changing at any time. If you control it well, you will get twice the result with half the effort. Otherwise, you can only throw it away.
A, a thousand miles in one fell swoop.
Analyzing the current situation of all parties, Cohen is obviously the weak one, because this is a complete away game, and the right time, place and people are not his part. To put it more bluntly, it is possible that the other party will not agree with each other.
He was blacklisted behind closed doors, and he still had no place to complain. Everyone knows this very well, but they just don't point it out.
Normally, as a weak guest, you can only let others take advantage of you, but Cohen cannot accept the usual results. He has to make a comeback! And in such a situation, it is not easy for Salted Fish to make a comeback. From the moment he stepped into this hall
He had already fallen into the Dark Lord's plan before, and the scene of disarming the weapon in front of the palace was also deliberately arranged by the other party in order to make Cohen relax his guard.
Therefore, whether it is urgent or slow, whether it is like a spring breeze or a sudden rain, Cohen must prepare the momentum first.
"Whether it's morning or night, I'm a good guest after all." Cohen chuckled and took a leisurely step forward: "If you meet a hospitable host again, the guest and the host will be happy, this is a good time.
A good party.”
"To welcome Princess Emine thousands of miles away, and to condescend to serve her all the way, isn't it considered hospitable to the Dark Demon Clan?" The other party also chuckled deep in the hall, faintly pointed out his identity, and then teased Cohen: "I've heard it a long time ago.
They say you are glib and a bad guy who likes to take advantage. I finally realized it today. I don’t want you to bite off a few feathers of Hermine and use them to show off your power in the future.”
The allusion of feathers is naturally an allusion to Cohen's past experience of biting off a few feathers of the eldest princess of the Gods when he met the Gods of Light a few years ago. The other party didn't say how he knew, and Cohen didn't need to ask, because this was not the point.
Today, if Cohen still doesn't understand that gods and demons are actually on the same pirate ship, he must be the number one fool in the world.
"It's a lot of absurd things to do when you're young, and of course it's excusable. If I hadn't recognized Her Majesty Hermini before, I could have benefited a lot, but I'm helpless!" Cohen disagreed, and took two more steps with a sigh: "
It’s too familiar, I’m embarrassed to start.”
"So you came here chatting and laughing with Emine all the way?" The Dark Lord's voice also slowly approached: "I thought you would spend some time in the gallery, but I didn't expect you came over directly, wasting your love in vain
Or is it because of all the painstaking arrangements made by Minnie and I, or because those murals don’t have a countertop to entertain guests?”
"Those murals are very good, colorful, with many characters, and the scenes are grand enough. But I am a rough man at heart, what is called vulgar in mandarin. This thing is not to my taste no matter how elegant it is." Cohen's laughter is gradually changing.
Heroic: "If those murals were replaced by fine wine and delicacies, I would never forget to return. I heard that in the past, human beings had to wash their hands in the sea of flowers before going on to the main show. There was no such entertainment as a gallery, but I didn't expect that the first time
It’s such a pity that you met a common man like me when you opened your business!”
"There is no need to lament and sigh. Since I have invited you to be my guest, how can I miss out on good wine and delicious food? Others' introduction is simple, just go straight to Hell Island, but you are different from others." The Demon King's position gradually approached, and his voice became clearer: "
This palace is not on Hell Island, nor somewhere on the Bis Continent, but is isolated overseas. Even the members of the Dark Demon Tribe don’t know that it is my private residence.”
As soon as the Demon King finished speaking, a gust of wind lifted up the heavy gauze curtains around the column, and the palace was suddenly filled with splendor, dreamlike, and attracted all of Cohen's attention.
After the veil slowly closed, the legendary demon ruler, one of the two giants of Bis continent, finally appeared in front of Cohen - just like a chance encounter, the two stopped in a tacit understanding, only ten arms apart. At their feet
The floor seemed to be more crystal clear, reflecting a fixed light above. This immovable magic lamp was the center of the entire hall.
The atmosphere in the hall stagnated slightly, and the space between the two people seemed to collapse a little, pulling out the surrounding light and causing the minds of others to turmoil. Everyone could no longer see anything else in their eyes, only two people were left.
Figures standing facing each other.
When he first saw this legendary figure, Cohen couldn't reconcile him with the idea in his mind. The Dark Lord had a faint smile on his face and looked at him with soft eyes. He was rigorous yet free and easy, but there was no trace of kindness in him.
of randomness.
The exclusive majesty of the Supreme One emerged from the body of the Demon King, covering everything around him, including Cohen of course. Cohen had to muster up all his courage to look directly at his face!
He is half a head taller than Cohen, has a strong facial profile, and an almost perfect figure. He wears a double-breasted dress with simple accessories. His attire is in line with Cohen's aesthetics. Every move, even a simple stop, can give people a feeling of "it should be."
"Why didn't I think of that?" It felt strange to look at any part of his body, as if what he saw was not a real body, but one that could be subdivided, and then subdivided, until it was divided into thousands.
Thousands of identical equal parts...
No matter how clear the Demon King is in the field of vision, what is reflected in the mind is still just a blurry image, let alone "remembered".
"Good day, Your Majesty the Demon King." Cohen took a deep breath, withdrew his almost exhausted eyes, and did not say hello according to formal etiquette, but used a simple courtesy. His behavior immediately aroused the attention of others - that is, Emine.
dissatisfied.
"It's so simple. Normal greetings are always followed by a long list of unrealistic words." The devil laughed at Cohen's politeness and defused Hermini's attempt to punish her.
Cohen shook his head and said: "That kind of thing is really not as practical as saying "boss".
The Demon King laughed, and the hearty laughter echoed in the hall, just like the tide covering the beach, instantly covering every inch of space, soft and irresistible. Cohen's robes trembled slightly in the laughter, but the expression on his face
Very peaceful.
"A few days ago, I heard that there was something wrong with you, but today it seems that your style is very intact." The devil's laughter finally dropped: "If I say something, you will say something back. You are not willing to suffer a little loss.
Such a stubborn character will do you more harm than good."
"Your Majesty clearly knows that this is not my character." Cohen replied sternly: "As ordinary as I am, standing in front of Your Majesty is just like a mirror. What Your Majesty feels is actually the feeling that Your Majesty has exerted on my body and mind.
But the texture of my mirror is not pure, and the various scenes reflected will inevitably be somewhat distorted, which is really a pity."
"Is it just a mirror? Cohen Keda, your words are too modest."
"Okay, the guest has already announced his name, and I, the host, have no choice but not to respond." The Dark Lord shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped Cohen's forehead, and a little light shone between his fingers spread out in front of Cohen's forehead, following the Dark Lord.
The words shocked me: "Under the gaze of eternity, you can call me by my true name, Sukmusa Isabant!"
The scattered light gathered together, then exploded gently, turning into countless imperceptible dusts, flying in all directions like starbursts. Cohen was stunned, a little confused as to what the devil was doing, and how complicated it was to tell his name.
?But the Demon King retracted his hand and only looked at Cohen with soft eyes, without explaining anything. Only Emine beside him took a step forward and slowly spoke.
"Your Highness Cohen." Hermine's attitude towards Cohen has improved greatly: "The king told His Highness his real name."
"It's an honor." Cohen's face muscles twitched, and he nodded and said, "My real name is Cohen Keda."
"Name is very important to the Dark Demon Clan. It represents strength and majesty and is the source of all glory. As the Dark Demon King, your Majesty is no exception." Emine explained in detail: "The King will tell His Highness his real name.
, This is an unparalleled trust and love for His Highness. From now on, His Highness's identity is far beyond that of ordinary members of the Dark Demon Clan, and he can call the King by his real name without breaking the rules. From now on, in the Bis Continent, except for the God of Light and a few
Except for a few people, His Majesty's majesty is higher than all life."
"Just knowing His Majesty's name can lead to so many changes?" Cohen really didn't expect that the Dark Lord's name could have such an effect: "But I haven't done anything myself."
"Your Highness, think about what happened just now, then close your eyes and try to recite it silently in your heart." Emine said, "It will be different."
Closing his eyes as Hermini said, Cohen silently recited the Dark Lord's real name. After reciting the last syllable, the image of the Dark Lord immediately appeared in his heart. It was no longer just a blur, a code name like before, but a complete list of details.
It was all clear! Suddenly, Cohen knew the magic contained in this name. This name was actually a curse!
"The king's true name is itself a short and powerful magic that contains endless energy and can even be combined into a series of powerful magic." Emine looked at Cohen who was thoughtful: "The king's true name that His Highness knows
, is different from what others remember, and is unique, so every time His Highness silently chants and chants, the King can hear it even if he is thousands of miles apart."
"I understand." Cohen nodded in relief: "This is similar to the summoning ceremony."
"The principle is similar, but it is not comparable to summoning magic. Your Highness can only recite it silently in your heart. If you want to chant it with your voice, it will take a lot of effort, and the effect will be different." After Emine explained, she turned to face the darkness.
The Demon King saluted: "Your Majesty, does this visit of Cohen Keda need to be recorded in a book and publicized to the Bis Continent?"
"What do you mean?" The Demon King looked at Cohen: "Today's Sibia is still a country under the command of the Gods. If you meet with the Dark Lord in private, are you afraid that the Light Gods will cause trouble for you?"
"Your Majesty is joking." Cohen simply spread his hands and said, "I was dragged here by Your Highness Hermini!"
"What a naughty human being!" The Dark Lord laughed: "If I don't entertain you with good things, you must blame my master for being stingy - send the order to restart the banquet in the Four Seasons Court, and love Minnie to accompany you!"
The maids responded and quietly stepped back. After just a few steps, they disappeared from Cohen's sight... The maids all had such standards, which surprised Cohen. The Dark Lord indeed had many secrets about himself.
unknown.
"Since we are entertaining guests, of course I have to do everything." But the Dark Lord said to Cohen: "Come, let me lead you and solve your doubts at the same time."
As the Demon King turned around, the space and light in the hall changed. Cohen followed the Demon King. After just a few steps, a huge flower window appeared next to him. Unexpectedly, he followed without even realizing it.
The devil walked out of the hall.
"Don't be surprised. The wonders of this palace don't stop there. If you really evaluate it carefully, this place is not the best. I chose to receive you here because I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." came the indifferent voice of the Demon King.
: "You have always had no good impression of the dark demons, and you have also criticized the demons of Hell Island a lot. I understand all of this."
His tone was gentle, but Cohen couldn't be sure whether he would turn his face when he said the next sentence. He had no understanding of the devil's character, which made it difficult for Cohen to deal with it.
"My domineering personality has made things difficult for Your Majesty." Cohen, who was walking behind him, understood that the Demon King's words had the effect of opening a topic, but since the other party said this, he could only step down because this was just the opening, the key point
The stuff is still behind!
After hearing Cohen's answer, the Demon King just smiled faintly: "Do you feel more comfortable being away from Hell Island and the Dark Demons?"
"I don't quite understand what Your Majesty means." Cohen shook his head: "When I am a guest at His Majesty's place, how can I say that I am staying away from the Dark Demon Clan?"
"You don't have to know some things, but you have to understand some things. I am me, and the demons are the demons. The two are not the same thing." The devil's tone was still soft: "Do you think you
Do the scenes I saw along the way have anything to do with the dark demon clan?"
Although the Demon King was walking in front, Cohen felt that his eyes were always looking at him, deep into his soul.
"I probably understand what Your Majesty means." Cohen nodded.
"As expected." The Demon King shook his head in front of him: "It takes a lot of energy to talk to you."
This is unprecedented. Someone despised Cohen in person - if he was not the devil, Cohen would definitely take out several weapons and hit him on the back of the head in turn! (To be continued)