Just as Cyril was about to speak, he saw Amos kneeling beside his legs, in front of his son,

He knelt down on one knee, took Qiao Nan's hand aside, lowered his head, and stroked his chest with his right hand, "Welcome your return, our king."

The author has something to say: forget about Li Bai!

☆, Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Amos' action caused an uproar.

He just changed his route, and when he walked straight there, it was already confusing. Who would have thought that Amos would kneel in front of a dragon.

Said he was the devil!

Most importantly, their Demon King is dead!

Could it be that this is the newly chosen Demon Lord by Amos-sama? But it was a dragon! No matter how he thought about it, it was impossible for him to become the Demon King.

The most important thing is that what Lord Amos said was: "Welcome the return of my king".

Doesn't this mean that... that person is His Majesty Qiao Nan? ?

How can it be!

From a close distance, you can see Qiao Nan's face, and he has some guesses in his heart, but from a distance, you can't see it here, so naturally you can't be sure what the dragon family recognized by Lord Amos looks like.

However, at this time, Qiao Nan couldn't care about what others thought. He looked at Amos kneeling in front of him and wished to die on the spot.

No one would have thought that, and Qiao Nan himself did not expect that Amos would come out like this!

Qiao Nan looked at Amos and was sure that the other party had this idea from the beginning.

Otherwise he wouldn't let himself wait outside.

If he knew that he would come like this, he would definitely not come with Cyril, and he would have left the Demon Realm and changed his identity to start over.

He really couldn't figure it out.

But thinking about it from another angle, I followed Cyril and only dropped the horse at the high level and in front of the entire Demon Race. It seems that it is better to drop the horse in front of the high level.

At least there are a lot fewer people who want to fool.

"Your Majesty Amos, it's better not to make such a joke." Cyril stood up and blocked in front of Qiao Nan. Naturally, Amos couldn't kneel in front of Cyril and simply stood up, "Your Majesty, When will you return to the Demon Domain?"

He didn't care that Qiao Nan was in the Dragon Clan now, but directly asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

After Cyril reacted, he set up a barrier to isolate the high platform from the outside. People outside could not see what was happening inside, nor could they hear what the people inside were doing.

The butler, who was just frightened by Amos, was thrown out by Amos to maintain order, and before leaving, he glanced at Qiao Nan in a complicated way.

I thought it just looked alike, but I didn't expect to play it directly.

Of course, the housekeeper didn't think that the other party was the dead His Majesty Qiao Nan, but Amos obviously didn't think so.

Or do you want to find someone who looks similar to His Majesty, and then take it out to fool people?

Cyril stuck in the middle of Qiao Nan and Amos, blocking in front of Qiao Nan, "This kind of joke is not funny at all, if this is how your demons treat guests, then we have to consider whether to continue with the relationship. The demons have established diplomatic relations."

Amos didn't answer Cyril's question, he just waved off the guards who wanted to come over. He pondered for a few seconds, "It's actually very simple, your son is the demon king of our demon race, Qiao Nan."

Qiao Nan wanted to turn into a shadow and get behind Cyril.

This is a straightforward and fair way to tell everyone that the Dragon Prince and the Demon King are the same person.

Except for Amos, no one else knew that Amos had arranged such a big play by himself.

Even Norman, who felt that everything was under his control, did not think of it.

He was no less shocked than others, and he knew more than everyone, and was shocked by it.

Norman did not question Amos' judgment. He could recognize that Qiao Nan was the prince of the Dragon Clan. He also knew that Qiao Nan was his teacher and the greatest heroic spirit of the human race.

Now... have you added the identity of the Demon Lord?

Why the teacher knows so much and why he is better than everyone seems to be explained.

Because the teacher has experienced this kind of thing more than once.

I just don't know if the teacher is reincarnated or reborn...

In addition to these three identities, will the teacher have other identities? if so……

He glanced at Li Bai and got a questioning look from Li Bai.

This Li Bai must be an idiot.

The person he wants to find may be as close as possible, but he doesn't know it, and he is even watching jokes...

Li Bai is not competitive at all.

Among the crowd, only Li Bai was still out of the situation. His information channels were not well-informed. Naturally, he did not know the twists and turns in it. Of course, he was also shocked when Amos suddenly knelt in front of the prince of the dragon clan. It's just that he didn't feel the need to interject.

Anyway, this has nothing to do with their orcs, so he just stood up with the flow and ate melons quietly on the side.

Not to mention, the melon is delicious.

"Sir!" Lilith finally couldn't help rushing forward, "You need to rest now!"

Her appearance broke the condensation on the scene and attracted everyone's attention.

"Lilith, you've overstepped." Amos glanced at her, "Take her down."

Lilith was able to get to where she is today entirely because she is young and powerful.

As for other strategies, Amos didn't care much, and he didn't care about the replacement of his subordinates. Some of the less important positions were given to the people under them. And the way of thinking of those who work for Amos is also very simple. As long as the strength of the other party is sufficient and there is no problem with character, then anyone can come up.

Even if he wants to do something, as long as he makes a report, he can look at it from here, then it can be done.

When Lilith looked for him alone and wanted to report to him, he never refused.