Supreme, Supreme, Dark Lord!

Chapter 25 In the name of Slytherin

The demon kings always have a lot of topics to talk about. Even after Hitler came in with red wine, the conversation between the two was still carried on in a very peaceful and friendly atmosphere.

Grindelwald likes Voldemort very much. The reason for this liking may be the same as the reason why Voldemort is hated by Dumbledore. Grindelwald saw Dumbledore in Voldemort, just like Dumbledore saw himself in Voldemort .

Based on this reason, Grindelwald was actually quite willing to cultivate Voldemort, but Voldemort flatly declined the olive branch he offered.

"As I said, everyone will talk about me with respect."

With incomparable confidence, Voldemort raised his face and said this. His seriousness of course reminded Grindelwald of his lifelong confidant again, and the invitation from that person to him was the same. Grindelwald sighed: " I will treat those who do not submit to me as enemies and eliminate them... Voldemort, you should know that just because I can tolerate a Dumbledore does not mean that I can tolerate you. Regarding my kindness, do you really stop thinking about it? "

As he spoke, he raised his cane and pointed at Voldemort. The silver eagle on it spread its wings eager to take off, but the direction of the beautiful sculpture was aimed at Voldemort's chest. Seeing Grindelwald's persecution that could hardly be described as provocative, Voldemort smiled slightly.

Contemptuous.

"...What is the definition that cannot be used by you? Grindelwald, thanks to you being a famous devil in Germany, you have so many advantages but you can only look at everything from a narrow perspective, no wonder you will lose to Dumbledore What about the showy old bee..."

When he said this, Voldemort's gaze was far more mocking than what he said. Hitler who was on the side was so stimulated that he immediately jumped to draw his gun, but Grindelwald held down his hand on the butt of the gun.

"You...you better have a good reason to persuade me." Grindelwald looked up, his ice blue eyes reflected Voldemort's face, there was no emotion, only the calmness of freezing his anger and waiting.

"You want a reason?"

Voldemort seemed to have heard a very funny joke, he looked up and laughed until the laughter turned into a cough, then he took out a handkerchief from his chest and pressed the corner of his mouth gracefully, then let the white silk fall to the ground, and stared coldly at him. His Grindelwald said softly: "Honorable German Demon King, may I ask how you arrange your timetable for achieving your great goals, and when do you plan to deal with your most powerful opponent, Dumbledore?" conquer it?"

"..." Grindelwald frowned at Voldemort's lack of politeness, but he answered Voldemort's question smoothly: "Britain is too far away from Germany and across the ocean, so I put him at the end after consideration." target, but this is just a military consideration, what does it have to do with what you said to me?"

Grindelwald asked, doubtful and unrelieved, and Voldemort smiled with satisfaction, "Yes, of course."

If a person is willing to ask you questions, it means that he pays attention to what you have to say, but for Voldemort who can rise from an orphan, if the other party asks him, it means that he has seized the initiative... like a poisonous snake The dark eyes were well hidden when Voldemort lowered his head. He had always been a pretty good speaker, but now he was speaking to a little less people.

"What can't be used by you is the enemy. One less enemy is one. This is your idea, right? Dear Mr. Grindelwald..."

Seeing Grindelwald nod, the smile on Voldemort's thin lips spread even more, the king-like confidence and arrogance burst from his chest, and gradually stained his brows and eyes, turning into words that made the listeners confused and willing to wonder: "But …What happens after the death of an enemy? Those who hate you will still hate you. If you kill one, there may be tens of thousands of opponents. Killing and killing will not bring you any meaning, but it is the most clumsy and stupid It's just a means."

...That's right, just like he was deceived by the prophecy to kill the damned boy who survived the catastrophe, he was really stupid...Grindelwald who heard his words remained silent, and just signaled Voldemort with his eyes to continue Go on, so Voldemort took a more soothing tone: "Some people may not be completely loyal to you, but the effect of his life is far greater than his death. Why don't you have more friends or allies? Leave behind a possible useful secret." It’s better to have hands than to put all your eggs in one basket.”

"...What you said makes sense, but ──"

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression on his calm face was still indifferent. He put down the eagle-head wand and rubbed it slowly in the palm of his hand. His slender fingers and silver-black long staff formed a good composition, but his tone Still casually: "But whether it's a friend or an ally, it's all based on the premise that the other party can be equal to me. So excuse my ignorance, Mr. Voldemort named after Lord, what benefits can you give me?"

When he said the word "Lord", he accentuated the word "Lord" jokingly, deliberately mocking Voldemort with honorifics, but Voldemort just calmly held out a finger.

"One year."

"...?"

"As long as you give me a year, I can stand in a position comparable to your current position or even higher, and do things you can never imagine."

"Oh?" Grindelwald snorted, interested and disdainful, his tone was still casual and cold, his mocking eyes were like looking at a clown: "But why should I give you a year? Back off In ten thousand steps, what guarantee can you use to convince me?"

"Just because my name is Lord Voldemort, and I am also the name of the only descendant of Slytherin." Voldemort replied with unaffected confidence, that arrogant spirit once again made Grindelwald see the return of the times, and at the same time his gaze Not consciously confused...

It's really like... even the self-confidence that he can do anything is exactly the same as he was back then...

The emotional Grindelwald therefore made a crazy decision. He let go of a demon king, and he didn't know whether this approach was good or bad...