Chapter 45

"My dear majesty, I was just about to come to see you."

The tide of the black fog flowing on the ground, viscous dark, the devil wearing his delicate and beautiful black dress came out. He pressed his chest and bowed to the king.

"I'm glad to have your rare call."

The king put down his rolled up sleeves.

According to his contract with the devil, he can summon the devil if necessary. The king asked the former Templar chief to confirm that his contract with the devil was different from that of ordinary dark creatures. His contract will not be revealed, not even the means of the temple can be checked.

Only the king and the devil can start the contract.

The devil stepped on the soft carpet, went to the king's seat and half knelt down. He reached out to take over the rest of the king's work, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeve, and buttoned the king: "what can I do for you? Your majesty. "

After the devil buttoned the king, he didn't stand up. He took the king's hand with the rose ring and asked the king.

The king looked at his hand.

"Ah."

The devil gave a harmless smile.

"Do you have the heritage of the rose family in your hand There's nothing wrong with caution, is there? Your majesty. "

The king sneered, "you say it as if you didn't try to fall into the well again and again."

"As your loyal hell knight, I never did that." The devil said without blinking his eyes.

He just wants to take the king back to hell. How can he be regarded as a downfall?

The devil is very clear about his Majesty's style of "hell". He doesn't think that the king will summon himself Well, he would like the king to call himself often and try to express his loyalty to him, but he doesn't seem to think so. What a pity.

"About the ghost ship."

The king looked down at the devil.

"Please allow me to know the details, your majesty."

The devil seems to think of something.

The king gave a brief account of what happened to the Warwick pirates, and casually mentioned the "pardon from the king of that kingdom" in the words of the witch. His ice blue eyes fixed on the devil, trying to get some information from the trial.

The devil happily said, "that's really a wise witch. Besides your majesty, who can be called a king?"

The king looked at him.

This sentence seems to contain many things, but the devil's habitual boastful tone and full of lies make people have to make a few more question marks.

"Do you want to know?" The devil keenly noticed the king's look. He knew what the king was thinking. He said enthusiastically, "I'm happy to tell you everything. As long as you ask me, I will tell you everything, as long as you want to know..."

"Forget it, I don't want to."

The king interrupted him.

The devil sighed with regret.

His majesty is too shrewd to be easily deceived.

"Do you have any answers about the ghost ship that Warwick pirates met?"

"It's not a ghost ship, your majesty." The devil showed a sarcastic smile, "those poor, ignorant pirates, I'm afraid the dark world's ship as those half life alchemy ship."

Under the explanation of the devil, the king understood the reason.

The "ghost ship" that Warwick pirates used to search for is actually the remains of ancient alchemy, which is a kind of half life existence. In the legendary era before the expansion of the holy court, alchemists had not disappeared from the earth, and there were many half life magic ships with different temperaments on the abyss channel.

These half life ships themselves belong to the human world, so they can sign contracts with them.

But the "ghost ship" that Warwick pirates found in the Gulf of hanlair is not included.

"That's the ship of a lord in hell. That guy controls" greed and ill gotten gains "- the person who gets on the ship is convicted after he reaches a certain limit. The curse on Mr. pirates is actually his judgment. Your majesty, there are rules in the world, and there are rules in hell. " The devil answered.

He seems to be eager to answer any questions for the king, but in fact his answers are full of more questions.

Why are there half life ships? Where are all the alchemists in the age of legend? What is hidden in the expansion of the Holy See The devil skillfully hid these questions that were enough to arouse everyone's curiosity in the answers, waiting for the king's inquiry.

The king looked at him for a moment and said coldly, "I see.".

Oh! A "so it is"!

Then don't ask!

The devil was helpless: "the witch is right. Of course you can solve this problem. But... "

He let go of the king's hand and stood up.

"But you need something else."

"What?""An invitation."

The devil bent down gracefully and stretched out his hand to the king.

"Would you like to go to hell with me? My dear majesty. "

The king did not answer. He raised his eyebrow and looked at his hand.

The devil's dark eyes looked at the king with his usual, invisible smile: "don't worry, your majesty. I'm not going to break the contract yet. "

That is to say, besides that, you always want to break the contract?

Thought the king.

He held out his hand.

The devil's smile widened a little.

Black, thick and tidal mist rose and enveloped the room.

The black fog cleared away, and the cold moonlight came in through the window and fell on the chair by the window. The young king closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair as if he were asleep.

………………

The King opened his eyes.

He heard the frantic fluttering of wings and the hoarse and ugly calls of birds.

The king looked up and saw a huge gate far in front of him. Inside the gate was a turbulent whirlpool of blood and dark. The frequency of flapping is higher.

Finally, the king looked back and looked up at himself. On a black wood to his left, a crow was standing excitedly on the branch, whistling at him while flapping wildly.

The king looked at the crow in silence.

…… Is it his illusion? How did he feel that the black crow was trying to talk to him?

Crow seems to be excited about fainting, it saw the Kingdom itself look over, quickly flapping his wings, flying down from the branches, around the king while shouting, trying to use action to try to express something.

The king was sure it was talking to himself.

"What does it say?"

The king looked at the devil.

"It's praising you for having the most beautiful eyes in the world and the most beautiful face it has ever seen, but this guy's rhetoric is limited. Please don't take it to heart." The devil looks very sorry.

The crow angrily turned and flew towards the devil. It flapped its wings wildly and bent its claws. The king always felt that he wanted to peck the devil's eyes.

The devil's face as usual, reached out and patted the crow on the ground: "Oh, it's actually called monla, but it's not something worth remembering."

"Hello, monra."

The king looked down at the crow who had been photographed faintly by the devil.

Crow is struggling, want to fly again, suddenly heard the king's voice. It suddenly humanized to dun there, and then wings "Hoo" to a close, with black wings covered his small head.

"What's wrong with it?"

"I said! This is a fool. You don't have to care

The devil bent over and lifted the crow, who covered his head with his wings, and threw it on the branch at will. The crow angrily covered the wings of the dark red eyes and wanted to peck at the devil's hand. The devil's eyes were quick, and he took back his hand.

"Look! Stupid and bad tempered! "

The king looked at the devil calmly. The devil was smiling. His face always seemed to be covered with a smile.

The king looked back: "what is that?"

He asked about the gate.

"The gate of purgatory, through it is the territory of hell." The devil thought of something, "because your majesty, you don't belong to hell completely, so you can't take the nightmare carriage to enter it, so please allow me the next little offense."

The king didn't answer. He took two steps forward and acquiesced.

The devil and the king went to the gate of purgatory, and the king saw the words carved on the gate. The devil seemed to be waiting for the king to ask what happened to the two lines that had been crossed out, but the king just looked at them for a while and said to the devil, "go in.".

The devil sighed with regret.

He pinned a bright red rose on the king's collar, then bent slightly. He was much taller than the king. When he bent down, he just came close to the king's ear: "well Welcome to hell, my dear majesty

The king heard him smile and felt that he held himself.

In the field of vision, countless black butterflies circle and fly, wrapping the king and the devil together.

The crow perched on the tree trunk, watching the devil and the king disappear in front of the door of purgatory.

In the whole hell, only he can take his majesty through the purgatory gate.

………………

Chaos.

It seems to have fallen into the deep sea, surrounded by endless darkness and bloody whirlpool. The only thing that seems to be real is the power of the devil to hold himself.

It was clear that he was going through the door of purgatory, but the king felt that he was falling down all the time.

Until it hits the ground.

"Here it is, your majesty."The voice of the devil rings in my ear.

At the same time, the king heard other voices - as if the wind had just arrived across the whole land, as if there were nothing in the wind.

He opened his eyes.

Hell unfolded before the king's eyes.

The dark red sky is bleeding all the time, and the endless rain of fire. The earth is as black as charcoal, the sulfur lake is scattered everywhere, and the white transpiration fog. The sharp edge of the ridge, the countless bodies hanging on the ridge, the white color of the dead winding away

The devil stood beside the king, took out a black umbrella out of thin air, opened it with a click, and stood on the king's head to block the falling rain of fire for him.

"This is hell."

For a long time, said the king.

His pupils print the dark red sky, the dark earth, the red sulfur lake and the pale ghost.

The devil has him in his eyes.

"Yes, your majesty."

This is hell.

Dead, waiting for you to return to hell.