Lord Demon King, you really don’t know what expression to do. Seno put the wood carving on the table, first tried to poke it with his fingers, for fear of accidentally breaking the wood carving.

No, although it is a very touching line, aren’t you unable to make other obvious expressions? It’s amazing that your eyebrows are raised or your subtle changes in the curvature of the corners of your mouth.

The subordinates will use it as a family heirloom and passed on from generation to generation.

But it is necessary to be so exaggerated by a wood carving? I watched Senoru take the wood carving in close proximity with her treasures speechlessly, and couldn't help but complain: You have been dead for more than a hundred years, and there is no other descendant to spread it to you.

That's good, my subordinates found that they didn't want to hand it over to others. Seno nodded and actually agreed with me from the side: It's great not to kill offspring with your own hands.

You are so scary, from all angles. I calmly let the dark priest continue serving the dishes, ignoring the Seno who was starting to lose control.

No wonder some people claim that madman is more terrifying than ordinary murderers. After all, the reason why the former wants to kill you is sometimes no reliable reason, or the reason is simply inexplicable.

Dinner time was peaceful, well, only for dinner time.

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Before going to bed, just as I was lying alone in bed bored and flipping through the diary of my ex-Demon King, a knock on the door came from outside the dormitory.

Wait for me. I rose up and left the bed without going to the door as soon as possible. Instead, I opened the drawer of the bookcase in the room and hid the diary of the former Demon King in the mezzanine between the drawers.

Because there is Luweika, who has a lot of criminal records in the Demon King City, I have to treat my ex-Demon King’s diary in the way I hid the little yellow book in the middle school. After all, the information on the former Demon King’s record is quite referenced. It is no longer of the same level as me, a second-rate demon King who is not doing his job and specializes in writing novels.

It would be fine if my diary was taken away by Luvika, but only the diary of the former Demon King must be held to the death... Why did this suddenly feel sad?

It's here. After confirming that the diary is hidden, I went to answer the door.

Because she was going to bed tonight, Sano had just left my dormitory and was about to go to the bathhouse to take a shower. According to usual practice, Sano would spend at least nearly an hour to wash every corner of her body, so she should not be the one outside the door at this time.

When I opened the door, it was indeed not Seno who was standing outside, but Diana in private clothes. After seeing me opening the door, Diana immediately took a step back and bowed to greet me: Lord, I'm disturbing you.

It's really rare to see you come to me at night. I'm going to report something temporarily, right? I pushed the door open and turned sideways to give up enough space for Diana to pass: if you need to talk for a long time, you can go to the study.

When Diana saw my movements, she first showed a strange look, and then shook her head: Lord, what I want to talk to you is not a business matter.

Are you talking about something that suddenly ran away this afternoon? I waved my hand and squeezed out a soft smile to comfort me: I didn’t take it to heart, so don’t punish yourself for this.

Thank you for your magnanimity, but even if you forgive me, I cannot forgive my emotional behavior. Diana lowered her head and stepped on the floor anxiously twice: But this is still not the reason why I came to you at this time.

I surrendered with both hands: Then please announce the answer. Actually, I still have a guess in my heart, but since it is a Q&A without prizes, I am too lazy to bet on the remaining possibilities, so I simply let Diana give the correct answer by himself.

That's right... I'm so serious today, but I'm really embarrassed and angry when I come to discuss this with you. But my faith must be loyal to my original heart. Ahh, so I shouldn't actually run away in the afternoon, but I should just let it go. I'm right? Diyana held her head and muttered to herself. It seemed that she had turned the wrong thoughts in the middle of the journey, but she fell into her own entanglement, especially because she had forgotten to lower her voice, which made it very difficult for me to pretend that she didn't hear it.

Diyana, please tell me the key point. I decided to take out the name of Sano, and threatened with a threat: If you delay, Sano will take a shower and come back.

You said yes. After hearing the word Sano, Diana came back to her senses and hurriedly stood at attention and said: Regarding this month's salary, I want to apply for a replacement reward with you.

Oh, no problem. It is indeed too cheap to use a touch head as a salary, even if I want to change it to a daily payment, I agreed to Diana’s application without thinking: What do I want to change it to?

Well, it's the kind of wood carving you gave to His Excellency Seno at dinner today. Diana was vague and had been struggling for a long time before finally speaking: I want a similar one too.

Do you want a wooden carving in Sano?! I looked dumbfounded, of course this was just pretending.

That's not what it means, Lord... Diana almost cried when she spoke. She suffered too many blows today, which made this unlucky child even become mentally fragile.

Just kidding, you're waiting for me here. After leaving this sentence to Diana, I turned around and returned to the dormitory to open the upper drawer of the desk, took out the Q-shaped wood carving in Diana from it, and then returned to the door: Come, I'll give it to you.

Diyana, who received the wood carving, was stunned at first, then looked down at my face and asked: Lord, are you?

What I originally planned to give it to you is to comfort you for the hard work you have worked so far. I put my waist and raised my head to look back at Diana, imitating the tooth-smile movements of the American boy in the anime. This damn height difference is really annoying.

Lord, I can’t accept this gift now. Diana bit her lower lip and pushed back the wood carving in her hand to me.

Well, it cannot be accepted if it is used as a token of love?

Determined, token of love?!Diana first showed a shocked expression, then returned to normal, and left her head and whispered: If so, I think... it should be possible.

After a few words of persuasion, Diana was willing to accept the wood carving and leave happily. When I breathed a sigh of relief and closed the door and prepared to take out the diary of the former Demon King to continue reading, a new visitor came to my dormitory.

Knock, knock.

Can't you come from the corridor obediently?

Looking at Luvika knocking on the window outside, I suddenly had the urge to pull down the curtains and pretended that I didn't see anything.

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Miscellaneous talk:

What is the standard for signing a contract orz

Listening to the information provided by the authors of other novels, it is said that the editor will give advice to the authors who failed to sign the contract, but I only write here that it does not meet the review standards.
Chapter completed!