12《if the devil becomes an angel?》

The first thing I did after I came to the city was to change my dirty clothes.

After a good wash and cleaning, I felt my body was even lighter.

I went into one of the best shops out there to have a nice feast. The fact that I had a petite build and walked around alone was attracting everyone's attention. After all, kids my age were always at the feet of their parents. It was a mortal world, after all.

Anyway, I was no longer as weak as I was two years ago. My master was first and foremost a master at Array Sorcery. That's why, thanks to the series he made, I was educated not in the world, but in a rift, which is the bending of space and time.

This meant that even though I studied for 2 years in this world, I actually received 2000 years of education at the place where I worked, and although I had 2000 years of experience, what I learned was etched into my bones, my abilities like breathing had officially become a part of my life.

Actually, my master said you're not good at fighting. He taught me only what he read and knew in the book. Since he couldn't fight like me, he chose a different path and became a genius in his field.

Even if he couldn't fight, it was enough for him to teach what he knew. Because, apart from his practice, the knowledge he knew was as much as a professional.

"Brat what are you doing here?"

"Sure kid, where is your family?"

A few men couldn't help but ask when they saw me. Even though I couldn't see their facial expressions, their blackened spirits reflected what kind of person they were.

"What's it to you"

What about my family? It is probable that when they saw that I was well dressed, they would kidnap me and ask my family for money. Physically, I may be a 12-year-old brat, but I'm over 2000 years old. Now I understood how my master was 3000 years old. My master's actual physical age in this world is 32.

"Brat, it's obvious that you've lost some ground when your family has spoiled you too much"

"Ahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha"

"hahaha"

I sat at a random table, ignoring the people laughing at me. Even now, I was realizing what I was doing well in dressing up as a man. It made my job a lot easier.

I called the waiter.

"Brother, take a look at this table. My stomach is being scraped"

While the waiter was coming with the menu in his hand, one of the men who was teasing me said "Hop, just stop" and threw the waiter into a corner.

Before the man called me, I said, "Old man, I'd better not delay my meal. Food is in my blood, too."

Seriously, come on, eating is the best thing I've ever done in my life that I won't regret.

"Hahaha, look at it bro."

The man put his big hand on my head and said, "Kid, can we go to a corner and talk?"

It was getting on my nerves that the man was putting pressure on my head and trying to scare me. Needless to say, I am not a very patient person. If I got angry, I would go black, I would wash up without seeing anything.

And now I was angry.

"Fine, let's go," I said as the fox shook his head in pity at the man.

Before leaving the shop, when I turned to the waiter and said, "Hey brother, you equip me a big table with the best and delicious meat. I'm coming in two minutes", people said, "Is this kid aware of the situation he is in?" they sighed.

When the man pulled me to a secluded place with a smile, no one in the shop who looked pitying at me, not even the man who took me, noticed the sly expression on my face.

Even my master sighed. During this time he stayed with me, he would have understood my disposition more or less, he knew that when I made this grin, he would definitely do something.

When the man reached a secluded street, he grabbed my arms and pressed me hard against the wall. The purpose of his use of violence was probably to scare me to make me behave. When he brought his face closer with a smile, I turned my head with a grimace and said, "Oh, your mouth smells. Don't you brush your teeth, you infidels", the veins coming out of the man's forehead showed that he was angry.

"Kid, do I have to break your legs to understand your situation?"

The man's eyes landed on my fingers for a moment.

"He he he, brat I didn't know you were that rich," he said, pointing to the quality dimensional ring on my fingers.

Dimensional rings were common, but these were leveled. Luckily, one of the best quality is on my finger right now, ha ha ha...

The purple one was the ring with my teacher's soul.

"Heey, old man, stop there"

"I'm a patient person, but not that much. You know, I have boundaries that shouldn't be crossed, you know?"

I'm seriously dead. Even if he touches my belongings, money, treasures, I'll smash him into pieces!

I had no intention of living a miserable life again, you know? I had no intention of working to earn money. These coins were my opportunity to live a comfortable life.

Who gives this opportunity to someone else?

Also, money may not be a good master, but it was a good helper who opened every door for you. No one, especially me, could afford to lose a good assistant.

"Brat! I guess you still don't understand the situation you're in!"

My face darkened dramatically as the man grabbed my hand and began to reach out.

My blood began to boil and my hand began to itch severely. I guess someone was seriously looking for his death by saying "come and beat me"?

Well, if she insisted on getting her trouble from me, how could I refuse her request as a good person?

When I kicked his groin quickly, the man was kneeling on the ground holding his groin. I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face into the wall and said, "Old man, don't get in trouble if you want to. I don't want to shed blood."

The man was startled by my voice. Of course, no one would have thought that someone with an angel face could become a demon when appropriate, would they?

Just as the man had gathered his courage and was about to attack, he suddenly lost all his courage with my grin.

Fox "Do you realize that you look like a demon?" Then he said to the man, ignoring him, "You know, it's about undressing you and selling you to gay men, you know?"

Of course, that was probably the hottest spot for such men.

As the man's face turned sour in anguish, I realized that I had hit him in the heart of the matter.

"Old man, don't look I'm blind. That doesn't mean I won't notice you sneaking around for the sword. I'm sure I can see better than you."

I swept away from the sword with half a step as the man swiftly swung the sword.

I made a 'tsk tsk tsk' with my tongue and shook my head negatively, then said, "If the sword masters saw your fledgling sword move, they would most likely kill you first and then commit suicide by saying 'what would I do if I picked up a sword again'. An old, 3-year-old boy is better than you. you know how to swing a sword?"

The man seemed to be starting to collapse now, both physically and mentally.

And for some reason I liked it. When the fox said "I think you're a sadist" I shook my head "no". For some reason, the fox wasn't surprised when I said, "I was a demon in my previous life."

"Did you notice when you were in the Lake of Consciousness?" asked my master.

"Yes, I was a demon in a second life I remember. Of course I was punished and had to be an angel," I said with a grimace.

Asking a demon to become an angel?

Get out of there!

-To be continued-