Zong Jiu really wanted to laugh.
Even the adult demon did not expect that he would shoot himself in the foot this time.
But this was not the funniest part. The funniest part was that the juvenile demon directly expressed his disdain for the adult demon. He even called the adult demon a scum.
Who would have thought that No. 1 would even scold him.
But he held back his laughter and continued to ask with a straight face, "Then how do you know who I am? Do you have his memories? "
"Yes … Although I'm smaller, I do have the memories of the adult demon."
Seeing that the white-haired magician's expression was getting more and more unfriendly, as if he wanted to beat him up while he was still a child, the little demon quickly added, "But that doesn't mean that I'm the same as him!"
The boy lowered his head and miserably began to act pitiful, "You see, I don't have any of his abilities."
Indeed, no matter how talented a demon was, it was impossible for a six-year-old to have the ability to control puppets and travel through shadows.
Zong Jiu carefully looked at the little hands that were spread open. Not only did they not have any ugly scars, but the skin was also very tender and smooth.
"Besides, I don't like my adult self."
The little demon pouted and looked very dissatisfied, "Who knew that I would become that kind of annoying guy when I grew up! If I could choose my own life … Sigh, what an abominable fate. "
He said it as if if he had a choice, he would not have become No. 1.
Zong Jiu's face was cold and unmoved.
"Aiya, it seems that the adult demon is too annoying. It made me lose my credibility in front of big brother."
He sighed, "How about this, as long as big brother can play with me in these five days, I'll tell big brother the way to complete the second main mission."
This time, Zong Jiu finally looked at him with a straight face.
The little devil quickly adjusted her sitting posture and obediently took her legs off the chair. She folded her hands neatly in front of her thighs and raised her head to look at him with a smile. She tried her best to show that she was very obedient.
It had to be said that demons had good looks.
When his body was not filled with the madness of walking on the sharp blade of an adult, when he did not speak, the black hair by his cheeks drooped down softly. After taking off the triple-layered crown, there was still a strand of ahoge on the top of his head that wanted to stand up against the wind. Paired with his unblinking dark brown eyes, his smile was cute and sweet.
Even though Zong Jiu knew that the person in front of him was his nemesis, it was hard for him to associate him with that crazy pleasure offender.
Most importantly, the little demon didn't have that kind of temperament, and even her personality was different.
If a six-year-old demon was like a peaceful piece of white paper, then an adult demon was like a sharp knife covered in blood.
In fact, Zong Jiu was also a little curious. What exactly did the demon go through to become the appearance that normal humans would never be able to become?
It was normal for them to be different when they were young and when they grew up, but it was rare to find a demon who had a 180-degree change.
Looking at the six-year-old child in front of him, he felt that he was quite normal.
Other than being more mature than ordinary children, there was no other difference.
Seeing that Zong Jiu was wavering, the little demon rolled his eyes and struck while the iron was hot.
"Although I'm a scumbag as an adult, we always keep our promises.
I just need big brother to be with me. I'm not like those ordinary children, and I won't do anything bad. "
The boy dragged his voice and pleaded in a coquettish tone. He looked at him pitifully. "Okay?"
"Okay."
Zong Jiu stared at him for a few seconds, making him uneasy. Only then did he speak.
"But you have to tell me first, what's your real name?"
Obviously, this question was not expected by the six-year-old little demon.
As if he thought of something, the expression on the boy's face changed a few times. He wanted to say something, but stopped.
Earlier in the trainee dormitory, Zhuge An had discussed the specific actions against the demon with him, and one of them had mentioned the real name of No. 1.
Zhuge An could confirm that the demon was an NPC native of a Super S Level dungeon. He had received news from an unknown source that there was only one Super S Level dungeon recorded in the Infinite Loop. That time, the experienced survivors that entered the dungeon included almost the entire top level of the Infinite Loop. In terms of strength, it was equivalent to having an entire Super S Level team lead an entire Super A Level team on a mission, but in the end, they were all wiped out in that dungeon.
Zong Jiu had learned from the demon himself in the No.1 Middle School dungeon that he had destroyed his own Super S Level dungeon.
To be able to single-handedly destroy a Super S Level dungeon was enough to show the demon's strength.
Because of this, in the subsequent dungeons, no one knew his real name, and they only called him "Demon."
Zhuge An said that a person's name was the shortest curse.
In "Xuanyuan Ben Ji," Bai Ze told the Yellow Emperor how to deal with the gods and ghosts of the world. It mentioned that names gave the ghosts and ghosts special characteristics, and it was one of the ways to counter them.
There was no lack of records in the Japanese Yin-Yang Master's books. Since ancient times, there had been folklore in Europe that knowing the demon's real name could drive it away.
This was even more true in the Infinite Loop. There were many types of Tame Head Sorcerers and The Dark Wizard, and the content they learned included curses related to names.
If they knew the demon's real name, they might be able to obtain new information.
The white-haired young man lifted the purple curtain of the confessional with one hand, slightly bent down, and stood in place with an indifferent expression.
Looking out from the confessional, the painted glass window of the church with the image of the Virgin Mary was reflected behind him, and it made his silhouette even more profound.
He was good-looking, and his face was unbelievably beautiful. No matter what posture he took, it could only make people sigh with admiration. The lack of pigment in his skin made him look so white that he seemed to glow under the church's reflection. He looked more like an angel than the angels painted on the church's dome and arched walls.
The little demon looked up at him for a long time, and then said in distress, "Although I'm very happy that brother asked this question, I'm afraid I can't answer. The next time brother sees me, maybe you can ask him. He should be willing to tell brother. "
Haha. Zong Jiu sneered in his heart.
Asking a question was equivalent to asking for a favor, and asking for a favor was equivalent to being at a disadvantage in a conversation, and being at a disadvantage in front of an enemy. How could he tolerate this?
"Then tell me, what surprise did he prepare for me in the original dungeon?"
The white-haired young man crossed his arms, but he was still a little concerned about Zhuge An.
The little demon said neither too fast nor too slow, "Didn't brother declare war on him before? Since that's the case, we need a sufficiently exciting stage to determine the winner."
Indeed, Zong Jiu had thought the same before entering this dungeon.
Declaring war on the demon meant that the next time they met, it would be a fight to the death. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen when opening the Dimension Portal? Not only did they not use the prepared stage, but No.1 also tricked him.
The cathedral fell into silence for a while.
After a while, Zong Jiu suddenly said, "What's the way to complete the second main quest?"
The Pope pouted, "That's cheating. You haven't promised me yet."
"Are you negotiating with me?"
Zong Jiu looked a little surprised, "I thought you knew your situation well. Don't tell me that your IQ will also shrink when you become smaller? "
The ahoge on the little demon's head drooped.
Yes, he did not have the right to negotiate with the demon.
Although he was annoying as an adult, he still had the ability to crush the demon. He was only six years old, and he could only hug Magician's thigh if he opened his arms. He was so miserable that he did not have the right to negotiate with the demon.
"Of course, I won't hide such a small matter from brother."
After hesitating for three seconds, the little demon, who knew how to judge the situation, chose to give in. He tried to squeeze out a flattering smile.
Looking at the bitter expression on his face, Zong Jiu's heart was overjoyed.
Although it was wrong to bully a child, a six-year-old demon was not a child. That obviously didn't count!
Since he was only six years old, he could not let him go!
"If you can find a way to return me to my adult form, this dungeon world can be destroyed."
Zong Jiu's brows furrowed deeply, "Why?"
If it was just a conflict of laws, it would not be enough to destroy a dungeon world.
The little demon stuttered, "It's just … Aiya, if it's this dungeon world, it will be a huge surprise for me as an adult. You'll know when the time comes."
"How can I turn you back into that scum?" Magician asked curtly.
"Brother, don't you like me?"
The little boy looked at him with wide eyes, looking aggrieved. "If that scum comes back, it means that my six-year-old personality will disappear forever. You won't be able to see me again."
Zong Jiu was speechless.
No matter how crazy he was, it was impossible for him to lay his hands on a six year old child who didn't even have the strength to truss a chicken. This simply went against his principles. Even if the child was a demon, it would be the same.
The white-haired youth lowered his eyes, sizing up the little Pope in front of him.
Although he was secretive and vague, he revealed a lot of useful information.
Most importantly, he was really different from an adult.
Zong Jiu could not sense any malice from him. He could only feel that he was filled with the same joy and kindness as the residents of the City of Virtue.
This child really liked him, just like a child who had found a new toy. She was kind, innocent, and did not have the slightest hint of anything else.
He had to admit that he had a firm grasp on Zong Jiu's lifeline.
Although he was indifferent to relationships, he was extraordinarily patient with children. Sometimes, he would even volunteer at the orphanage during the weekends.
Moreover, he was a six-year-old with no special abilities and a pure and kind demon.
It was easy to pry something out of him.
Just as the little demon lowered his head, feeling dejected, a pair of warm arms wrapped around his back, easily lifting him up.
The sudden feeling of being lifted into the air made him exclaim in a low voice. Only then did he realize that he was being carried steadily. The back of his long winter coat hung in the air, like the red cloth held in the hands of a Spanish bullfighter.
"Didn't you want a hug?"
Zong Jiu said impatiently when he saw the little demon's stunned expression.
The little demon finally reacted. He cheered and hugged Magician's slender neck tightly.