"Hi, Charlene." Victor waved to the poor office manager as he rode his new mount, the Black Beast of the Murmurers, across the city square. "What's wrong?"
The guild manager glared at him. Her "office" consists of a wooden board, a table, and a chair, located in the center of the town square, where gnomes and kobolds frequently check for available requests.
Since the War of the Hoards, the Goku population has tripled, and the minions have built more houses or tents to accommodate the newcomers. A huge stone statue of Winkle stands in the middle of town, and little Winkle is buried in the ground next to it, ready to ambush anyone who tries to pull out the fake sword.
They were forced to equip the natives with axes and spears, otherwise Junior would become jealous and try to eliminate the competition. Even Victor's sword was met with his jealous wrath.
Victor gave the Red Ranger the musket he stole from Viman since he would get the most benefit from using the scythe. The Velociraptor has proven himself to be an incredibly deadly marksman, achieving the rank of [Gunner] at a rate that surprised even the Chief of Staff. Kobold Rangers have become Mu
mu
i
The official peace officer responsible for keeping the monsters in check. In fact, they even started accepting Cha
le
eAs a full member of V&V, pursue rogue monsters who disobey the authority of the "Emperor".
They also have a pretty effective strategy. The weak rangers join forces and wear the troublemaker down before Red swoops in and delivers the final blow.
Kobolds being kobolds, they always ceded their gains to the Waq'ul.
"I hate you," Charlene told him, clearly not happy to be here. Because she was the person most familiar with V&V and had given them names, her superiors transferred her to Mu
mu
i
, and not others. "I hate you and that dragon so much."
"No need to be angry," Victor replied. "I'm still worried about that iron plate. Our company destroyed an ancient lich that killed a gilded adventurer, and we're not even made of copper?"
"They chose a politically safe path. I don't know why."
Since civilized species are afraid of Winkle, only other monsters and unsavory characters begin to make their way into the Whisperers. This means that only monsters or close enough creatures like Jules the Ghoul make up the team, and with his new Pe
k, even Victor counts as one now.
They were the first full-scale monster adventure company.
He said to Charlene: "Also, you have to thank me for letting you hide your adventure fees behind Winkle's back." "No taxes, the emperor said so."
"If you hadn't told that dragon about your profession and level, I wouldn't be here at all."
"If anyone else had gotten hold of that sword, Vankel would have destroyed nearby villages in his rage," Victor pointed out, then looked at the blackboard. "We're looking for a princess-oriented mission. With three princesses, it would make Brandon Moore's life miserable, if possible. Do you have one?"
She gave him a "are you serious" look, then winced when she realized he was serious. She stared at him blankly, then turned, grabbed an isolated request on the blackboard, and handed it to him.
"The Devil's Prisoner"
Rank: Gold.
Giver: King Roland Gadmani.
Brandon Moore is a notorious demon who collects foreign beauties as trophies. A princess from the fallen empire of Sabraris, a noblewoman from the Alliance of Harmony, and the king's own niece, Princess Merville, who was kidnapped during the war and held as a political hostage. As long as it was within reason, the king would show favor to anyone who saved Merville. "
"Harem? Moore kidnapped women to be brides?"
"No, of course not. He sacrificed them to the devil for power." Yeah, that sounds a lot better. "More has imprisoned some princesses in his capital city of Mauria, so if you want to die in front of the Demon King, consider picking it up."
Like salt of the earth, Croissant joined them, aiming for Victor, but his eyes diverted when he saw Charlene. "Oh," Croissant looked at the office manager like an appetizing meal. "Vic, you didn't tell me you knew such a beautiful woman."
The guild manager smiled slightly, a little fascinated. "Thank you."
"I like plump mature women." Victor trembled after hearing this, and Croissant put an arm on the counter of the guild. "What's your name, beauty?"
"check".
"I'm the croissant. I run this town."
"It's him," Victor clarified, and the werewolf glared at him. This just encourages adventurers. "Now he's been hit by a car."
"Did they ruin your life too?" Charlene looked at him sympathetically and asked him.
"You won't believe it." The werewolf started flirting again. "Why don't I show you around this place, especially the places the dragons don't know yet?"
Charlene's mood improved greatly. "Maybe this town isn't that bad after all."
Yes, they will end up together. Although Victor still doubts whether the croissant intends to eat her or flirt with her; maybe both. "Why are you here before I vomited on Charlene's counter, croissant?"
“Savou
Euse has brought a new person and is waiting for you at the gate of the town. Sister and Alison encounter a summoned demon who is unwilling to be killed in the temple. It sounds weird, but that woman out there creeps me out more than the devil. "
Victor wanted to say that this was when he was in Mu
mu
i
Weirdest problem I've ever encountered, but that's not the case. In all. He sighed and let his monster walk to the town gates.
He found Saulus talking to a woman about his age who had a white flower tied in her jet black hair; she was wearing some sort of college uniform and, for lack of a better word, she found herself disgusting .
"Hey, Vic!" Savileus waved to him. "How are you?" I want work to be stress-free. "
"I'm not as nervous as you watching being kidnapped by a lich." Victor replied sarcastically.
"Yes, but my life is in danger," Savou
euse said. "I have no idea."
Yes, right. Why was he friends with her again? For food, he decided. If she could smuggle one in at his request, maybe one from the Cress family as well. If Fu
ibo
It would have been nice to leave one behind, but he has sent all of them found in the area to B
a
do
Mau
e, to empower his soldiers.
His eyes fell on the newcomer. "who are you?"
"Remember that woman I told you about?" Savou
euse asked, a little embarrassed. "That's her."
"My name is Lucy Ravel, from Gadmani Rajabhat University," the newcomer said in a formal and professional manner. "I have heard much about you and your master, Lord Victor."
"Oh? From whom?" According to Saulus, this woman belonged to the Night Blade, so she was bad news.
"A lot, especially my new friend Henry. Ever since the Scorchers debacle, I've been keeping an eye on him to keep him out of trouble."
Somehow her tone suggested something sinister...and that was probably it. "Are you here to spy on us too?" Victor asked suspiciously.
"It depends. Are you going to mess with a bunch of people you shouldn't mess with?"
The conversation suddenly became tense. He also plays the game. "Unless you do it first."
"I won't." She smiled at him, but behind the fake smile were sharp teeth. "I choose my friends carefully, and I think you might be a trustworthy, reliable person."
He immediately used [Monster Insight] on her.
Lucy Sinistra Lavelle
Alchemical Vampire (Immortal/Humanoid)
Powerful against sunlight, moon, alchemy, darkness, evil, blood, frost, undead, drain, instant death, mind control, disease, poison, fatigue, sleep and beasts (Boss is immortal, huh?)
Weak to Holy, Fire, Life, Fury, Homicide, and Deathkiller.
The protégé of the Archmage of Nostradam and a top spy. Secretly a deadly monster lord and criminal mastermind behind the Night Blade syndicate. She is the Devil with a capital E, better than Mu
mu
i
except Vai
queue
Anyone else is much more powerful and now reads your thoughts with creepy undead mind-reading powers. She knows you know.
In short, you're beeped.
"Your perks are really interesting," the woman said with a smile.
"How can you walk in the sun?" Victor asked, his hand reaching for his scythe while Savuluse looked on uneasily.
"The fairy flower was given to me by one of my teachers," she replied, stroking the flowers in her hair with her fingers. "In return, I will take on some political tasks."
"Saulus told me that you asked the Night Blade Army to support the Burning Army." Victor connected the two things and became increasingly uneasy. "It was you who handed Henry over to Gustave and Wellman. Are you working for Ishfania?"
"Sometimes. Sometimes, I work for Garden Garden. Nostradan asked me to cover your new 'empire.'" The name made her as happy as Vic. "But don't worry, I don't want to disturb you. I'm not like the lich in your scythe. I'm not stupid enough to fight a dragon."
"In hindsight, I wouldn't recommend it, no," Freeborn whispered into his scythe, a little annoyed.
"I'm here alone to talk about the Night Blade. We're looking for a warehouse that can serve as a staging post for our black market transactions. If you agree to let us go, I will too. I'll even turn a blind eye to your escape. You know the usual punish."
"Are you threatening me?" Victor didn't find it funny. "There's no land ownership and no waste disposal here, or the Vaquir will kill you."
"Of course," Lavelle said. "Who in their right mind would steal something from a dragon?"
Victor glanced away.
"You are," the vampire chuckled. "Oh my God, how far you've come since then. You've even learned about witchcraft. Maybe I can give you...individual lessons."
Was she teasing him or threatening him? Victor couldn't see it and didn't want to say it. Regardless, she scared him more than anyone else.
"As a token of my sincerity, I'm going to tell you a secret," Lavelle said. "After you kill Fu
ibo
After that, B
a
do
Mau
e decided to leave his throne and come to you personally. Expect an ambush in the near future. "
Then attacking him in his capital would be a preemptive counterattack. "Savi, tell her the official history of the Goku, The War of the Tent. "It was written by our scribe Pi
k
ge
Transcribed onto paper from the mouth of our Emperor and then reproduced on an analog printing press. "
Creatures that can shapeshift into almost any object become surprisingly useful once Victor shows them the way. He would order one of them to keep an eye on the woman while she remained in the city.
"It's useless," Lovely replied, reading his mind, and left with Savuluse. "Bye, Vic."
Victor rode his horse to the village's main temple, feeling much less confident than before.
The temple shared by the gods Isengrim and Cybele was less a temple than a Druidic circle, with ten olive trees surrounding the two idols. Isengrim was depicted as a white stag whose horns ended in blades, while the goddess Cybele was a woman of great beauty whose hair was flowers, her clothes were vines, and her horns were wood.
Victor climbed off his undead mount, the area Allison had barred him from, and walked into the circle. He finds his Earth companions and Chocolate guarding a giant prisoner.
The priests trapped a demon within a circle of runes, a giant, bipedal, insectoid monster with an exoskeleton of ice plates and eyes of sapphires. The monster looks big and disgusting enough to tear Victor in half with two pincers. He immediately used [Monster Insight] on the demon.
Malfaisa
t
Insect demon (demon/insect)
Strong resistance to evil, frost, water, physical, disease, poison, critical strikes, petrification, bugs, and swarms.
Weaker than Fire, Holy, Demon, and Insect Killer.
An ice demon with unconventional ideas and a greedy nature that rivals that of a dragon. One company in hell, local manager of International Corporation, a completely legal company that takes the afterlife safety of its clients very seriously. I came to investigate the "Devil Slaughterhouse".
"Vic, you're here." Allison glared at Chocolate. "She summoned that thing in the temple and now I can't give normal offerings to my goddess."
"That was an accident!" retorted the young werewolf. "I wanted to summon a little devil as usual, but instead a big devil came!"
"300 little devils disappeared after using your summoning line. My superior sent me to investigate." The devil said hoarsely in a flattering voice and glanced at Victor. "Are you the legitimate authority, Dragon Chancellor Victor Dalton?"
"Lord Victor for short." He hated his high-sounding title. "It's corruption, isn't it?" Your relatives had...how should I put it, dragon accidents and were recycled. "
"I do not understand."
Victor pointed to the animated demonic skeletons building houses next to the Druid Circle, and the bug demon looked at them, then at Victor, then at the undead. "You killed my kind and raised them into mindless slaves?"
Victor winced but nodded as the demon's cold eyes stared into his soul. "You mortals call other people hell, but you're wrong. Hell is people like you."
The fact that it comes from a damn demon makes it even more shameful.
"In other words, Hell needs people like you." The demon's tone became admiring, which confused Victor. "Those who care about the bottom line. About profit. These mortals are prepared to soil their hands for the greater good."
"Wait, you're not crazy, are you?"
"Lord Victor, please call me Ma Fei." The devil replied in a charming voice. "No, I'm not crazy. In fact, I wronged you. I was worried you were a cunning demon hunter, but you have the marks of a good business partner. Let's make a deal."
"So I can continue to summon demons to get more food?" Chocolate asked hopefully.
"Not in the temple!" Allison scolded her. "nor!"
“But we have more carnivores than meat! We can’t maintain our ecological niche without sacrifice!”
Victor was surprised by her argument, which he found to be well thought out. The devil doesn't care. "I will change the subpoena channel to send victims of corporate layoffs and violent layoffs to you. By letting you handle severance, we save enforcement costs and you get free labor. Everybody wins."
Victor expected to be startled by the callousness, then realized he should have expected such a thing from a hellspawn.
"Lord Victor, since you are very interested in developing the economy of your area, I provide you with an excellent opportunity. Demon brothel, casino..."
"Are you really asking me to allow you to invest there?" Victor asked dumbfounded.
“Rule the human world by force?” Treacherously twisting the terms of a Faustian bargain? That hurts our PR, and Angel has a killer marketing department. If we want to increase the soul dividend for our shareholders, we have to offer clear deals that make people so happy with our customer service that they convince their friends and family to sell their souls, too. ‘Buy souls by doing business.’ That’s my motto.”
Victor has more urgent things to deal with than vague company promises. Besides, hell. "We provoked a battle with the local demon king's army."
"Brandon Mau
e ?His mother runs a devilish company different from ours. We often worked together in Overmond, but there was no affection between us. "
That made it better, but just barely. If you come, you must bring food, do all the work we command you, and keep the law. In return, you pay no taxes. "
"What if there is no tax?" The devil's head suddenly raised. "This is much better than I imagined. I would love to use my ability to control bees to assist in food production. In addition to VIP privileges, a portion of our investment income will also go into your pocket."
"Are you bribing me in public?"
"No, of course not, I gave the money to the community."
Yes, bribery. To avoid trouble, Victor would keep a tenth for himself and send the rest to Winkle.
"I think the demons will stay in Ishfania," Allison said skeptically.
"King" More imposed heavy taxes to finance the "inevitable war of annihilation against Gadmani." "Now, human sacrifice and slave gladiator battles, I can get behind. But losing two-thirds of your hard-earned savings? Never!"
charming. "Is he telling the truth?" Victor asked Chocolat.
"This is a circle where the devil is bound. He is forced." The werewolf said, and then took her hand. "Please, please, promise me."
Victor rolled his eyes before he could think about it. They needed food and money so badly, and he had fallen so low that he was selling corpses for money. On the other hand, he's also wary of giving permanent residence to a demon, even one who promises to behave.
"Well, at least for the downsized demon," he decided, making Malfoy make a sound of delight and Chocolat smirking cruelly. "But next time summoning a demon outside the city. Investing in... I need to think more carefully."
"I will return to Hell with an offer from management. Thank you for your trust." Malfoy disappeared in a cloud of white smoke, and the circle disappeared with it.
"Thank you, Vic," Allison congratulated him. "I don't know what I would do without you. You're just showing off your authority right now."
Victor joked: "I'm still trying to get that Earl Jones tone right, like 'You let me down for the last time.'"
"You sound like Tim Curry, only creepier."
"Okay, I'll try again." The emperor is not as tolerant as me. '"This is real.
"No, seriously," she laughed at his performance. "Stop it, that sounds ridiculous."
Victor and Alison had a lot of fun together, chatting about the Earth, their respective experiences, and life. She's not that different from him; she died foolishly when she caused an explosion while repairing her car's fuel reserves, and she adapted to her new world despite being surrounded by monsters.
She loved gardening and was very passionate about making the desert green again. Her partner, Rolo, is too lazy to do anything but collect seeds and is indifferent to everything else. Much like some other creature...
He could definitely feel a connection brewing. "Hey, Alison..." Victor mustered up his courage. "Would you like a drink tonight?"
"My rave is fully booked, but we can try again tomorrow. Is that okay tomorrow?"
This was not the answer Victor wanted. "Are you having a baby with someone else?"
"What? No." She looked at him strangely. "I am the patron saint of the Goddess of Joy, and the Moon Man cult is organizing a carnival. Since our cult is friendly, they asked me to help cast a protective spell."
"Then you...you participated?"
Vic, it's a werewolf orgy. During the full moon. "
His brain betrayed him, feeding him a mental picture. It felt like an icy rain. "I'm sorry, I have to go out," he blurted, struggling to breathe. "I need air."
"We're in Vic... Vic?" Allison called him as he escaped from the Druid Ring. "Vic, what's wrong?"
Victor's mind couldn't remember what she said because the picture kept lingering in his mind. Damn it, now he had to work hard to forget! He climbed into the back of the carriage and was heading back to the castle when he noticed Chocolate following him outside. "Yeah?"
"So, um, Victor, about that orgy..." Chocolate gave him a pleasant smile.
"Do you want to have a baby?"
Victor gave her a blank, blank look and she should have dropped dead. She took it as an encouragement. "It's okay, I'm taking birth control pills. There's no full moon transformation. We can take advantage of the monster knight's benefits."
Well, there are too many details, too soon. She skipped many steps. "I didn't know you thought of me that way..." said the adventurer, not knowing how to reply lest she slit his throat while he slept.
"I didn't know until you killed the lich with your scythe," she fainted, her hands on her cheeks, "that you rode that undead beast and trapped his soul there to suffer forever. Torture...you also let the devil's boss..."
Victor suddenly realizes that his monster-oriented privileges, combined with his increasing charisma, mean monsters might see him as good prey. For so long, he failed to pursue a human woman when he should have asked a werewolf out.
On the one hand, she's cute and not too bad when it comes to demons and the undead; but on the other hand, she's chocolatey. And the crazy light in her eyes...
…
No. Absolutely not. "I'm sorry, but I don't want to ruin our friendship," Victor lied, leaving her crestfallen.
There was no way he was beeping her unless it was to save humanity.
Even Victor has his own standards.
