Being a blood demon in Terra? I have it in my lifetime!

Just by listening to the tone of his voice, one can tell that the Scavenger King admires Lucifer.

Although his achievements are not as great as those of the six heroes of Sarkaz, it is still too stingy to only confer him the title of a prince.

The Scavenger King slightly dissed the Blood Demon Lord in his heart.

"Ah... I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, it's just that I'm filled with blood rage."

Lucifer scratched his pointed ear.

It's embarrassing to say that I had no idea about tactics and plans at that time. I was simply beaten to a bloody rage and used a set of mad dog combos to kill anyone I caught.

When they came to their senses, the enemy general had been beheaded by Tresis, and the war was declared over.

Lucifer became unhappy when he saw that the topic was being brought to himself.

"I suddenly remembered that the pants that Lord Blood Demon asked me to wash have not been washed yet. I won't bother you anymore and will leave first. You two can share this bottle of wine slowly."

Lucifer made up a reason that even the shapeshifters wouldn't believe, put down the wine in his hand, and said goodbye to the Scavenger King and Ramallen.

In the silent room, only the Scavenger King and Ramalen were left.

"Alas, if Lucifer is a banshee... No, even if he is Goliath, Kazdel's hope will always depend on young people."

"..."

The Scavenger King did not respond to Ramalen's mumbling.

Since Lucifer left, the solemn and majestic aura has returned to him.

The Scavenger King muttered in a low voice, as if he was thinking about something.

"Lucifer and Kazdel..."

"What happened to that kid Lucifer?"

Ramalen heard the slight fluctuations in the Scavenger King's emotions and asked in confusion.

But the Scavenger King did not answer immediately. He silently stayed in his place and the atmosphere fell into deathly silence.

Ramalen did not ask any further questions, but waited quietly for the answer from the Scavenger King.

“——His heart is not in Kazdel.”

"Hey?"

For a moment, Ramalen didn't understand why the old Sarkaz man suddenly said this.

"why would you say so?"

"...Just a hunch."

The Scavenger King had spent quite a bit of time with Lucifer, and he could vaguely read Lucifer's inner aspirations from his words and actions.

He is different from the lich who left home halfway. His home or "roots" are not in Kazdel.

As for Lucifer's active performance in the war, it was more like a passive venting.

According to the information provided by Lord Blood Demon, Lucifer hates trouble, especially big trouble like war.

But no matter what, the Scavenger King had no evidence or reason to accuse the hero who had indeed made contributions to Kazdel.

"But it's not bad to be a friend of the younger generation."

The Scavenger King sneered again and then grabbed the red wine left by Lucifer.

"I'll take this gift with me."

"Oh...oh, okay."

Watching the Scavenger King slowly leaving with the wine, Lamaren was unable to understand what was going on.

"Hmm, is there a conflict between the teacher and Lucifer? That doesn't seem likely..."

Lamaren tilted her head, her little head filled with doubts.

Chapter 4: Already the Shape of the Blood Demon (Sad

Decades or even centuries of time have changed Kazdel a lot.

Under the leadership of Demon Lord Theresa and General Tracys, Kazdel is not thriving today, but it can be said that the future is promising.

This was the most intuitive evaluation Lucifer had received after staying in Kazdel for a hundred years.

"It's been a hundred years. I feel like my view on time has changed with the local customs."

Flipping through the worn calendar, Lucifer lamented that his moral values ​​and concept of time had turned into the shape of a blood demon.

Sarkaz who are not infected with Ore Disease basically live a very long life, not to mention the blood demons who are blessed by the Blood Demon Lord.

A hundred years may seem long, but in reality it is not short at all.

Because there have indeed been a lot of changes in the past hundred years, including the successive exodus of the two major royal courts of Kazdel's Lich and Wendigo, as well as the collapse of the Gaul Empire.

Let’s not talk about the former for now. At least the fall of Gaul made Lucifer very happy, and he and the Blood Demon Lord opened a bottle of champagne.

After all, Lucifer is still thinking about how he was stabbed in the kidney by the Gallic guards as soon as he woke up.

"Forget it, let me see what kind of blood to drink today..."

Lucifer threw away the calendar in his hand and went to the shelf full of blood wine to choose blood wine when it was time for him to absorb blood.

Among them are the blood of Kuranta, Fengti, Elafia, Luper and Vaifan. Most of them are gifts given to him by the Blood Demon Lord and other princes. They are of super large cup quality.

He would occasionally go out hunting to store some food.

Lucifer finally chose a bottle of blood wine marked with the name of the Elafia tribe, which was a trophy he brought back personally not long ago.

The owner of this bottle of blood wine was still alive two weeks ago, but Lucifer didn't feel much.

"Alas, I am a kind-hearted person and I cannot bear to see anyone suffer..."

Facing the owner of this bottle of blood wine two weeks ago, Lucifer originally planned to exchange some normal people's food for his blood, but when he saw that he was a blood demon, he took the initiative to lay the groundwork for his own death.

At least from the situation at that time, Lucifer felt no guilt after doing all this.

More than a hundred years may be enough to distort a person's nature and original intentions...

But it is also possible that it was even earlier. As early as when Lucifer had his kidneys stabbed, half of his head was blown to pieces and then regenerated, he had already deviated from the standard of a human being.

Squeak...

The old door was gently pushed open, and someone stuck half of his head out to observe the surroundings carefully.

"Um... Lord Blood Demon isn't here, right?"

Seeing that Lucifer was the only one in the room, Huafalin tiptoed in.

Ever since she was arrested on the spot by Lord Blood Demon last time, Huafalin was so scared that she didn't dare to go to Lucifer's house for several years. Every time she came, she would carefully look to see if Lord Blood Demon was there.

"Wrong, on your left."

"what?!"

The timid Blood Demon suddenly made a very embarrassing sound, and looked around nervously, only to realize belatedly that there was no trace of the Blood Demon Lord at all.

Looking back, all I could see was Lucifer's hideous grin as if he had succeeded in his prank.

Huafalin, angry!

You have to know that in terms of age alone, Warfarin is a little older than Lucifer.

If Lucifer messes with her, he will be like kicking cotton.

"You...sniff...Elafia's blood? Does it smell good?"

Huafalin, who seemed to be about to strike out with a powerful punch, suddenly smelled blood in the air, which was of very high purity.

She took two steps at a time and came to Lucifer's side, pointing at her open lips, saying, "Everyone who sees it can have a share, so give me some."

As Huafarin was looking on expectantly, Lucifer stretched out his finger and poked it directly into Huafarin's mouth.

"Hmm?!"

Warfarin's eyes suddenly widened, and she saw Lucifer pinching his tongue with his fingers and pulling it out.

After Huafalin moaned for a long time, Lucifer finally let go of his hand and let go of Huafalin's tongue.

"You are so greedy, why don't you dare to fight with the prince? Maybe you are the new generation of the Lord of the Blood Demon's Royal Court."

"You're committing murder!"

How could Huafalin not be aware of the tyrannical nature of the Blood Demon Lord?

If it were him, he would have thought that the Blood Demon Lord showed mercy when his tongue was torn off.

"Humph, if I tell other princes what you just said..."

"Shut up. The prince doesn't need servants to interrupt him."

"I'm not yours..."

Before he could finish his words, Lucifer wiped his saliva and took out a bottle of blood wine marked with the name of the Vaifan tribe from the shelf and threw it to Warfarin.

Even with the naked eye, one could tell that this bottle of Vaifan's blood wine was of very high purity, a very rare quality in the Blood Demon Prince's collection.

"You know, Lucifer, I have always been your faithful servant."

Huafalin immediately displayed a speed of changing her face that even Lucifer could not react to, and transformed herself into Lucifer's most loyal servant.

Although she, like Lucifer, can restrain her bloodthirsty instinct to a certain extent, she still needs to drink blood to maintain her own wakefulness and nutritional balance. Some special blood can still have a great appeal to Warfarin.

Just like humans won’t refuse iced tea and cola.

After saying that, Huafalin pried open the cork. The faint smell of the blood wine alone made her feel a little intoxicated.

"Ha...Bliss!"

After taking a sip, Huafalin felt so refreshed that he almost came on the spot.

Lucifer glanced at Huafalin and couldn't help but feel that even the nobles would not be willing to spend a penny to hire this blood demon as a slave.

Then, Lucifer drank the blood wine in his hand.

Lucifer's blood drinking standard is strictly tailored for himself. Instead of giving some to Huafarin, he might as well just give her a new bottle. He is not as stingy as other blood demons, and he can also make Huafarin owe him a favor.

It's a win-win.