Crimson King and Crimson King

For the next three days, Fang Li continued to eliminate torches in Misaki City every day, attempting to lure Fariagani out.

But Fariagani seems to have truly vanished without a trace, not revealing even the slightest hint of where he was, nor even a single word of news, as if he had already left the city, causing the number of torches in Misaki City to continue to decrease.

The secret method to City Devour can only be activated after about 10% of the city's population has become torches.

Therefore, Fang Li kept eliminating the torches, causing the secret technique that City Devour to not only fail to meet the conditions for activation, but also to become increasingly distant. Under such circumstances, Fang Li could only admire Fariagani's ability to refrain from making a move.

After all, the secret technique of City Devour was far too important to Fariagani.

Fang Li was quite surprised that the Demon Lord, who was obsessed with dolls, could still hide in the shadows and not take any action after being treated so badly by Fang Li.

"But I don't believe you can keep enduring this."

Therefore, Fang Li continued to eliminate the torches in Misaki City, making the plan to City Devour increasingly distant.

In fact, Fang Li's idea was correct.

Fariagani had almost reached his limit.

In the dimly lit space, amidst the courtyard-style bonsai garden emitting a faint blue light, torches were extinguished one after another, causing a slight distortion to appear on Fariagani's handsome face.

"Damn humans..."

Fariagani gritted his teeth in hatred.

If it weren't for the fact that Fang Li still had the Reiji Maigo, which could make up for all the losses, Fariagani would have rushed out long ago.

"Owner..."

The doll Marian, lying in Fariagani's arms, called out again with some unease.

This call immediately brought Fariagani back to his senses. He patted Marian's head in his arms, saying as if to comfort her and himself, "Don't worry, there are still many torches left. Although we lost quite a few, we can make up for it as long as we get the Reiji Maigo. Our plan hasn't failed yet, so don't worry."

"But if this continues, all of Master's efforts over the years will be in vain," Marian said anxiously. "Has the Demon Lord not arrived yet?"

"It should be about time by now." Fariagani looked at the Glass Jar in front of him, his expression also showing some worry, but also some sarcasm. He said, "Perhaps the other party didn't take the so-called commission seriously at all, and it was just something to play around with?"

After all, it's almost as if something's wrong that a Demon Lord of the Crimson World would find pleasure in accepting commissions instead of running rampant in this world.

Therefore, even if he became such a special Crimson King, it's not impossible for him to only have a three-minute burst of enthusiasm.

Just as Fariagani was thinking this, a voice suddenly rang out in this space.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say that. No matter what, I've been in this business for countless years, and I've always adhered to the principle of 'fulfilling the trust,' so I at least have that much integrity, right?"

When such a powerful yet slightly frivolous voice rang out in the dimly lit space, Fariagani's eyes lit up, and he finally smiled.

Turning his head to look behind him, Fariagani's gaze was immediately drawn to a figure.

He was a middle-aged man around thirty years old, dressed in a black suit, with a tall build, platinum blonde hair combed back, and wearing sunglasses. He looked like a bodyguard.

The middle-aged man emerged silently from the shadows, looked at Fariagani, and gave her a sharp smile.

"Sorry I'm late. It seems like I've been getting more 'apprentices' lately. Before your request came in, a brother and sister were planning to have me work for them."

Upon hearing this, Fariagani smiled nonchalantly and said, "Regardless, being able to wait for you all this time makes my patience worthwhile. I've long admired your name, ' The Shaper ' Shudenan."

"I've heard so much about you, Fariagani the ' The Hunter '." Shudenan glanced at Fariagani, a half-smile on his face, and said, "I never expected that you, hailed as one of the top five Demon Lord of modern times, would issue me a request. At first, I thought I had made a mistake."

Shudenan is a Crimson King who enjoys accepting commissions from others.

The "disciples" who come to the Real World are all acting recklessly for their own purposes. Shudenan is just a little bit unique in his hobbies. In essence, he is also acting for his own purposes. He can be considered a standard Demon Lord.

Moreover, unlike modern Demon Lord like Fariagani, Shudenan has existed for a much longer period of time.

When it comes to the name "The Shaper," it's estimated that among Flame Haze Warrior and Crimson Realm Denizens, anyone who dares to say they don't know who this person is will definitely be considered a complete novice.

Of course, even those who know the name "The Shaper" may not actually know it.

Shudenan is not just a Demon Lord enjoys accepting commissions from others.

However, it is undeniable that Shudenan does indeed have such a hobby.

That is why Shudenan was surprised by Fariagani's commission.

"Generally speaking, Crimson Realm Denizens who need the protection of other Demon Lord are usually minor characters with insufficient power. It is truly surprising that Demon Lord like you would entrust me with this task."

As he said this, Shudenan took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pulled one out.

With the cigarette in his mouth, Shudenan extended another finger.

With a "snap," a murky purple flame ignited from the tip of Shudenan's finger.

Then, Shudenan lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and spoke frankly through the smoke.

"Let me hear what you've requested first."

Upon hearing this, Fariagani smiled and looked directly at Shudenan, saying in an elegant tone.

"I want to ask you to help me deal with two people."

"Two people?" Shudenan immediately pressed, "Which two people?"

Fariagani turned his head and looked in the direction of the Glass Jar, staring at a torch that had been extinguished again in a corner of Misaki City, a deadly intent flashing in his eyes.

That's exactly what Fariagani said.

"A Flame Haze Warrior."

"A human being."