I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

Three men sat in the basement, all listening intently to the sound of the old woman and Li Yue going upstairs. They put their fingers to their lips, signaling the others to be silent.

Beside the men were ropes, three wooden sticks, and some rags.

The wooden sticks were stained with blood, the entire head of each stick a red-black color.

Judging by the setup, Li Yue could guess what was going on.

Clearly, this Iron Horn wasn't a legitimate inn.

Strangely, Li Yue didn't find this strange at all; instead, he felt relieved.

Hearing Li Yue stop walking, the three men exchanged glances, their bloodshot eyes all staring in the direction of 201, their hands gripping the wooden sticks and ropes.

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"Wha… what's wrong?" the old woman asked with a squint and a kind smile.

"Hehe… nothing," Li Yue said, a chuckle escaping his lips as he saw the three ferocious men in the basement.

Were these people planning to rob him? Kidnap him? Or eat him?

The old woman closed the door but didn't leave. Instead, she retreated to a dark room on the second floor, peeking at Li Yue through a crack in the wall.

"His meaning is… I'm the hero?" A woman said uncertainly.

"You? Forget it," Li Yue shook his head.

If the old woman were a law-abiding citizen, Li Yue wouldn't have been able to do anything bad and would have had to earn money to pay for his accommodation.

But if they were playing this kind of game… then he could let loose and do whatever he wanted.

"At dinner, I'll send you a glass of wine with some sleeping pills in it. Once you're knocked out, that'll be it," the old woman sighed.

The eight women were stunned and looked at each other. Then, wielding their wooden sticks, they charged towards Li Yue.

"You need to be gentle, I've told you so many times, you need to be gentle…" the old woman scolded, "What if he finds the horse missing when he goes out tomorrow morning? What will happen if he reports it to the Cleaners?"

Their elbows, knees, shoulders, and other joints were pierced by iron nails, either hanging from the ceiling, pinned to the walls, or half-kneeling on the ground, unable to move.

Six silver coins, equivalent to two iron swords?

Li Yue didn't even understand how he did it, but he did it.

"Then what do we do?" The eighth woman had been waiting for a long time, just wanting a solution.

Li Yue's eyelids were heavy; he really felt sleepy.

Gan Ya felt a daze, knowing that the recent activity had made him even more tired.

"The mine boss collects people every morning. If we take action now, we'll have to keep him locked up and take care of him, which is very troublesome," the old woman considered from a practical perspective.

"Then what do we do? Are we still selling him? I'm starving…" the woman swung her wooden stick fiercely.

The old woman also retreated in shock…

"Do you want to try?" Noticing that the old woman also had a wooden stick in her hand and looked a little flustered, Gan Ya asked.

Suppressing his sleepiness, Li Yue focused his attention on the basement, trying to decipher the seven people's conversation through lip reading, and then he faintly heard the sound.

"The Cleaners? Aren't we doing the same thing as the Cleaners? What's the difference? It just depends on whose pocket the money ends up in!" The woman was a hundred times unwilling and immediately wanted to go downstairs.

The old woman walked down the stairs, opened the wooden panel under the bar, and slipped into the basement.

That made Li Yue look at her with new eyes.

"Oh… no blood relation…" Li Yue didn't know how the old woman had tamed these eight people, but he felt like there was a story behind it.

Cries and wails began to emerge from the basement.

It's best not to attract the attention of the Cleaners or the authorities.

"We were just like him, unable to afford food at first," the old woman showed a helpless expression, "But now we're doing very well. How about it, do you want to become my child?"

"By the way, thank you for granting me shelter and food." Gan Ya's words pricked the old woman's heart, making the time after nightfall even harder to bear.

Perhaps even a foothold in Iron Mine Town could be secured.

"Those eight are your children?" Li Yue compared the ages and appearances of the eight women and felt that they didn't quite match the old woman; there was a big difference.

And just as the eight women and the old woman reached a consensus, suddenly the basement door panel rang.

"But he was able to come to Iron Mine Town alone, he shouldn't be that simple," the old woman shook her head, "There are so many bad people outside, how did he survive until now?"

Li Yue thought taming them would be more cost-effective than killing them.

"Sleeping pills? Are you willing to use sleeping pills?" the woman sneered.

"Then please come in… Do you need… breakfast prepared for tomorrow?" The old woman retreated to the side of the door.

"Six silver coins per person…" the old woman cooperated very well, "There have been more people recently, so the price may increase."

After all, he had just killed two sentries, and it would be troublesome if he was exposed.

"Thump…" The wooden stick fell to the ground, and the old woman gave up resisting.

"I'll be watching him, don't come up without my say-so."

"I need to think about it. You go down first." There were things that could be questioned later, but right now, Gan Ya was extremely sleepy.

"We were all your guests before. We got tired of the life outside and chose to move in and live with you," the old woman no longer played the act of slurred speech.

"If you make any extra moves… I'll kill them, then go downstairs and kill you," Li Yue signaled for the old woman to go downstairs.

"How is it? Do you have money?" the woman asked.

At the same time, the eight women in the basement also seemed a little impatient, pacing back and forth, listening to the sounds from the second floor from time to time.

"My children…" the old woman hugged the woman's head.

"Clang, clang, clang…"

Li Yue felt that the situation was a bit delicate, ignoring the old woman's gaze and thinking about how to deal with this black shop—killing people was unnecessary, but killing a few was certainly possible.

"Then it's the old way, knock him out, tie him up, and sell him to the mine," the woman quickly made a decision, picking up the wooden stick and rope and preparing to go upstairs.

Li Yue picked up the rags and stuffed them into their mouths, and the three women all "woo woo woo."

The old woman didn't hesitate at all and turned to leave.

It mainly depended on their performance.

No wonder there were no customers in the inn.

"Sorry, I'm too sleepy. If I don't get rid of you, I won't be able to sleep…" Gan Ya clutched a few iron nails and stood in front of the woman and the old woman.

"Not a hero, how could a hero be so poor, reduced to staying in our shop? They would either join the New Church or the Merchant Guild," the old woman shook her head.

Since this black spot was also afraid of the Cleaners and only knew tricks like sleeping pills and wooden sticks, it couldn't hurt him, who was invulnerable to swords and guns.

"Otherwise? That person looks very strong, and if we don't take advantage of him being asleep, I'm afraid he'll hurt you."

"And as long as we tie him up, he won't be able to report to the Cleaners…" The seventh woman just wanted to eat the horse.

"A poor ghost, almost like a refugee," the old woman's speech was also much more fluent.

But in just a few moments, the eight women dropped their wooden sticks, and their entire bodies were nailed to the outside of the basement.

But the prerequisite was to get a good night's sleep first.

The old woman observed for a moment, not seeing anything, and walked up the steps lightly, like a cat, without making a sound.

"Can we eat my horse first?" Another woman's stomach growled.

No matter what their intentions were, they had clearly picked the wrong person.

"What do you want to do now? Robbery? Murder? Sell us off?" The old woman saw the eight women's twisted appearances and became a little anxious.

A figure opened the door panel, from

When the eight women saw the old woman, they quickly got up and gathered around, muttering something.

Then he plopped down on the creaky wooden bed in a daze.

After hearing the woman's statement, Li Yue also knew how Iron Horn treated lone travelers, thinking that it was really rough—if they had money, they robbed them of it, and if they didn't, they sold them to the mines?

"So you open a black shop here, rob people, and sell customers to the mine… How much do you earn?" Li Yue asked about the income.

Gan Ya laughed when he heard it—these people were also afraid of the Cleaners.

"Okay, then let's do that. Let's sleep for a while…" The woman's hands were itching, and she began to twist the knot of the rope.

"No need, no need, it's okay to skip a meal," Li Yue waved his hand repeatedly, pushing the old woman out the door.