Maybe Minotaur Demon really changed his mind and wanted to seduce Ian.
"We can sign a contract, a soul contract, and use the power of the contract to ensure that I will not harm you." It gave Ian serious advice.
"Aren't you loyal to Trigon?"
Ian's suspicious eyes were full of distrust.
"I don't want to change my family. The great King of Demons is my Eternity belief. This will never change. The contract between us is just a constraint to ensure that I will not hurt you."
Minotaur Demon's tone is still frank.
"You are Superman's son. Even my master would definitely not dare to harm you at will." Minotaur Demon's tone was filled with emotion, but this may just be the performance of his Oscars level acting skills.
"Do you think I believe it or not?" Ian believes that showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or theft. Only Joker who issued him a check can temporarily pretend it was an accident.
"I can smell your desire for magic, which is extremely strong and greedy... and also has a hint of Kryptonian arrogance. You must be very talented in learning magic."
Minotaur Demon continued to persuade in a sworn tone, "I'm afraid you don't understand what your pendant is. You may think it is a gift to you, right?"
It recalled the past when Ian kept pressing it to the ground and stuffing it into the pendant.
His expression was slightly frightened.
"Do you still know about my pendant?"
Ian took out the pendant hidden under his shirt.
"Yes... I remembered... it's not a treasure, it's an... invitation from death." Minotaur Demon's voice was a little dignified.
"An invitation from death?"
Ian looked thoughtfully at his negative state. Demons seemed to be telling no lies about this. Perhaps the reason for deducting a little health point every minute is to bring the recipient closer to death?
"Yes, this thing should have belonged to Death Knight. However, there are recent rumors among Hell that it has fallen into the hands of a big Demons whose name I dare not mention."
"That big Demons has been using this pendant in an attempt to sacrifice an interesting life to Death Knight. Now, I think you are the sacrifice used by that big Demons to please Death Knight."
"You may not know who Death Knight is. It is the end of all things, a truly terrifying and terrible god. It is an ancient existence that even my master is not willing to provoke."
Minotaur Demon also specially explained the seriousness of the matter to Ian.
However.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Ian, however, directly copied the high-priced alloy hammer he bought to destroy evidence in the previous hospital incident, and directly aimed it at Minotaur Demon's forehead and knocked it hard several times.
"You are the scary one! You are the scary one! Don't try to sow discord between me and my adoptive father!" Ian's hammer is actually very handy, but the damage it can cause is really very limited.
Minotaur Demon doesn't even have a big bulge in his head.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
So Ian quickly hammered it hard a few more times, hitting Minotaur Demon's head so hard that stars popped out of his eyes - to be honest, even so, Ian still misses that afternoon.
Ever since he tried dual-wielding the hand that his cousin used to hit people, he couldn't go back. Kryptonian's forehead is really the best hammer in the world.
"What... what foster father?"
Minotaur Demon was really hit by Ian, and his head was buzzing.
"Listen up! The man standing in front of you now, no, the boy sitting in front of you, is Death Knight's favorite adopted son, and the perfect one that Lady Death has a crush on..."
Ian's words stopped abruptly here, because he felt that his brain had been hammered hard, which made him summarize another thing about Lady Death.
He will not always pay attention to him.
But when you chant his name, you may be sensed by him. When Ian confessed to his parents before, he didn't feel like he was being hammered directly into his head by some indescribable force that ignored his body.
"Sorry, I just felt the shyness of my secret admirer."
Ian shook his head.
"You... you..."
Minotaur Demon has nothing to say about this. Its whole head is in a state of confusion - either this boy is not afraid of death, or this boy wants to die.
Besides that.
It really couldn't figure out how the other party dared to arrange the two oldest beings in this way.
Especially the one at the back - even though that being is kind to human beings, Lucifer once commented that she is a "fickle old woman". Just thinking about it, you know she is definitely not easy to get along with.
"Stop it! I dare not listen to you! Human cub! You have no idea what you are offending... Please, let's talk about the deal of learning magic."
Minotaur Demon's tone became a little trembling.
"Transaction? It seems there is a price? What do you want to get? Abyss Demon Bucket." Ian doesn't know the original name of Minotaur Demon, but this Demons has been used since this afternoon There is only one name allowed for him - there is a saying, without directly calling Minotaur Demon Trash Can, it is enough for Minotaur Demon to say thank you to Ian.
"..."
After another moment of silence.
Minotaur Demon is not angry.
It also knows that irritation serves no purpose.
"Don't let that boy get close to me... Never." Demons made the condition in a hoarse and low voice, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Ah?"
Ian couldn't react for a while.
Only seen.
Minotaur Demon looked horrified.
"I am Demons among Hell, so you have to trust my intuition... that boy, your brother, is the one who really wants to pee in my mouth Barry!"
"Maybe more than just peeing!"
The world is not worth it.
Minotaur Demon At this point, I really don't regret being a pawn.
There was a bit of silence in the air.
After a long time.
"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! Is this Demons! I finally understand how abominable you are!" Ian finally chose to believe in his second brother.
Brotherhood.
That's how it is. People can't, at least they shouldn't. He knows his brother and knows that Jordan will definitely not do that kind of thing with a probability of about 20%.
"Hey."
Minotaur Demon saw this and did not continue to discuss the matter.
"Let's hurry up and sign a contract of mutual help, human cub." It just urged. However, Ian, who had never believed it at all, just sneered at this.
"What contract? What magic? Demons and I have been at odds since we were children. We are incompatible with each other. Who can help each other with you? If you want to eat your shit, no, I won't give it to you. I will save it and give it to the person who deserves it later." Ian pulled the corner of his mouth with his hand because he felt that his sneer was not quite right.
"..."
Minotaur Demon is speechless.
And at this time.
"Dong dong dong~"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house.
"Ian, we need to talk."
It was the voice of old father Clark. It seemed that Superman, who rescued the nuclear power plant, had returned. I don't know if my mother came back with her. At this moment, Ian couldn't even take a breath.
He knew that the fact that he was in the room could not be hidden from his old father, who had clairvoyant abilities. This may be the tragedy of being born in a superhero family. Even if you want to pretend to be dead, you can't pretend to be successful.
Because of this.
"Dong dong dong~"
After another knock on the door.
Ian suddenly started to believe that helping each other is a good thing again.
"He said... he said... everything was done by Demons under his influence. If anything happened... he told you to go to Demons... He also said that he was just a child!"
This is the slightly trembling voice of Minotaur Demon.
There was also a bit of crying.
I call Superman?
Little Demon, who is less than 2,000 years old, feels that it may be truly broken at any time. It feels the terrifying aura of oppression outside that is getting stronger and stronger even though it has fallen into silence.
Terrified.
However, there was still a little boy's whisper in his ear, asking him to repeat it, which made the devil feel so familiar.
This moment.
Minotaur became enlightened directly.
There is indeed a Demons in this room.
But it felt that it would definitely not be itself.