Chapter 260: Dekan’s Hat Trick |
"Oh my god, what a tense and exciting battle."
Little reporter Ludwig watched the scene on the screen where the gray-haired little succubus was locked by the red-haired girl, entangled and biting, and muttered to herself in a daze.
Clearly, Ludwig hadn't expected to see this kind of paid content.
It would definitely be cut after the Shadow World ended.
It was a pity that things didn't develop to the point of the live stream being banned before Dekan and Cornelia separated.
But since she saw it.
As a top reporter, she would definitely turn it into the best report!
"My reporter soul has started to burn fiercely!"
Ludwig clenched her fists, looking full of motivation.
A classmate nearby heard Ludwig's dangerous operation and advised kindly.
"Impossible! Dekan's deeds have always been reported by me; I am a true ikan!"
Ludwig argued unconvinced.
Surrounding students: "..."
They all scattered silently, daring not to get close to Ludwig.
Damn, Dekan's public reputation is so bad; besides his own problems, could it be that you contributed a lot to it too?!
...
"Boom boom!"
As if placed amidst thunder.
Dekan and Cornelia both fell into their own chaotic thoughts.
Cornelia seemed unlikely to speak.
Because the way she kept her mouth shut tightly right now looked exactly the same as when she first arrived in the Norton Kingdom.
Dekan felt he should say something.
Although Morion was fully responsible for this accident.
But the one who activated [Three Corpses Berserk] was Dekan himself after all, and it was also he who had no vigilance, or rather, habitually stayed so close to Cornelia.
So it caused a series of farces beyond his expectations later.
Cornelia's impulse towards him.
And him being easily messed up by Cornelia to the point of confusion.
These current situations made him unsure of how to handle it.
Dekan found that he actually didn't know how to deal with this situation at all.
In Dekan's long life.
He had never experienced the feeling of time slowing down to a standstill.
In his eyes at this moment, the red-haired girl was still the same as in the past.
Only now, he noticed her exceptionally clearly.
Whether it was his brain, his eyes, or his heart, all seemed to be reminding Dekan how special this red-haired girl occupying his vision was.
It was like flipping through photographs that grew more colorful day by day.
In his originally plain daily life, this little bit of out-of-place red that barged into his field of vision made his every day full of a sense of security and fun.
All along, Dekan seemed to have ignored it.
What one is most used to is actually the most special.
Dekan felt there was something on the tip of his tongue.
But he couldn't organize the language.
Not in his acting state, the truest him, instead felt a bit clumsy.
Thinking of his current state and the accident that just happened, Dekan's heart was in a mess.
He didn't know what the optimal solution to say at this moment was.
Or rather.
This was not an objective question.
But a subjective question with Cornelia as the examiner.
Dekan couldn't find the optimal solution.
At least for a moment, it was too sudden, Dekan couldn't find it.
Perhaps remaining silent at this moment, or muddling through, was the most rational choice for Dekan.
But Dekan felt he should say something.
Anything.
As long as it was a thought from his heart.
So he decided not to think so much, not to go through his brain, and say some words he wanted to say.
"Corne..."
"Boom boom!!"
After the huge crash sound came Fahilir's roar: "You two bastards!!!"
Dekan was interrupted by Fahilir's shrill roar from the distance just as he prepared to speak.
Dekan frowned and looked towards Fahilir.
Fahilir finally looked like he had initially suppressed the Ultimate Bachel at this moment.
Because Bachel was bearing a weight unbearable for life.
That power was originally countless times beyond his limit, stimulated by overdrawing his life.
Plus Fahilir's powerful destructive attribute forbidden magic.
Even if he had strong vitality and resilience, his body finally began to collapse and disintegrate continuously.
The wretched Fahilir finally had the energy to take a breath and pay attention to the movement of the gray-haired succubus.
He had been driven mad by Dekan's behavior.
Fahilir was incomparably convinced.
As long as this gray-haired succubus hadn't run to the seventh layer yet.
Later, even if he had to lose 75% or more Devil Points, he would spare no cost to kill this damned Jailer!
When Fahilir saw Dekan still remaining around the colosseum.
He was first very rejoicing.
This damned gray-haired succubus didn't flee; he could definitely torture and kill her later!!
However.
When Fahilir fully noticed the state of Dekan and Cornelia at this time.
For a moment, he doubted his eyes.
You guys...
What are you doing??!
This atmosphere...
Leaving aside whether these two guys had any basic respect for the Demon Realm Prison and the Tier 8 Demon Warden.
Not only were they not afraid at all.
They even simply treated this place as their back garden??
Fahilir instantly felt like a clown.
He was fighting desperately with the big daddy he created with his own hands, while the little succubus over there was being lovey-dovey with her sweetheart under the moon and flowers, not putting him in their eyes at all.
Even his fighting seemed to be adding special effects to the background board for those two guys.
Unable to bear the humiliation, he finally couldn't help roaring at Dekan.
"..."
Dekan didn't pay attention to Fahilir, but the words originally on the tip of his tongue were interrupted by Fahilir, and for a moment he actually forgot how he wanted to phrase it just now.
So Dekan closed his mouth and thought again.
As long as the emotion was still in the right place, following the feeling once more, he should still be able to say it.
After a moment, Dekan looked at Cornelia again and spoke seriously:
"You..."
Fahilir: "Don't run away if you two have the guts!!!"
The situation on Fahilir's side seemed to have improved a lot again, although he was seriously injured.
But his opponent Bachel was already an arrow at the end of its flight.
Dekan: "..."
Dekan's train of thought was interrupted again.
He felt his blood pressure was a bit high now.
But these two continuous interruptions.
Seemed to make him a bit more sober.
Dekan looked at the expression in Cornelia's eyes in front of him, which contained a trace of shrinking back amidst doubt, and a trace of expectation amidst timidity; he knew he had to say it.
Dekan didn't pay attention to Fahilir.
Because right now, he had no mood to pay attention to other things.
What was in front of him was the most important.
Those words almost on the tip of his tongue, as if even without thinking about anything, could be spoken naturally.
"I..."
Fahilir: "Don't look down on this Warden too much!! This is not a place for you to talk about love!!!"
Dekan: "(゜皿゜メ)"
Dekan finally smiled sinisterly and turned his head to look at Fahilir.