Chapitre 189: Jack x Pumpkin Girl? (1/2)

The Demon King was mighty and without equal: the sky beyond the sky! Or so it should have been. How would people have reacted had they seen the current him? 

Jack sat alongside his two pets in the peaceful pumpkin field as they diligently carved pumpkins.

Pursuing great adventures? Saving/destroying the world? Helping damsels in distress? Who fucking had time for that?! Quest were temporary, but pumpkins were eternal! 

At first glimpse, they appeared like a still painting depicting a hero of old. 

Every time she glanced at the three, the farm girl felt as if they could disappear any moment. Now that the day had come, she finally realized how peculiar those pets were. 

The wolf looked more like a tiger, and it had a proud and majestic aura, one that was stronger than any of the Braves she had ever seen. The stripes even seemed alive!