The Unemployed Demon Lord

Chapter 38

Not long after Masefield entered, Merlin and Alice arrived.

The two discussed a little in front of the elves' embassy

"Go and settle accounts with that Samuel." Merlin rolled up his sleeves, as if he didn't come to negotiate at all, but to fight.

"Wait a minute, don't do it as soon as you come up, haven't we figured out the cause and effect of the matter?" Alice frowned and stopped Merlin.

"You are so troublesome. They have sent people to assassinate us. What reason do we need? Just beat them until they can't take care of themselves." Merlin felt that Alice was a bit troublesome, thinking that the other party had murderous intentions, then It's the enemy, so it's better to do it directly.

"We don't know why Samuel wants to kill us, haven't we figured out why? If it's a misunderstanding, it will only deepen the misunderstanding if we do it casually." Alice said seriously, worried that Merlin would directly kill him regardless of 21. to chop.

"Trouble..." Merlin frowned, feeling that it was disgusting to be so restrained.

"And I have to meet Shirley..." Alice still couldn't forget the timid elf princess, worrying about what might go wrong.

If Samuel is really a bad person, then Shirley's situation may also be very dangerous.

"That's right..." Merlin nodded approvingly, and continued, "If Shirley has something to do, our million dollar reward will be wasted. We've been eating and drinking for nothing for so long, so it's okay to take the lead and get nothing."

"Don't keep thinking about money, okay? Miss Shirley is our friend, if she encounters difficulties, how can we just sit idly by?" Alice said with a serious expression, feeling a bit cold-blooded without Merlin.

"Miss Shirley always likes to pester you. It's your friend, not mine." Merlin said lightly, thinking that if it wasn't for the million gold coins, he really didn't want to take care of this troublesome matter.

"You still hope that Miss Shirley can pester you?" Alice narrowed her eyes, staring at Merlin suspiciously, not in a good mood.

"What are you thinking?" A drop of cold sweat dripped down Merlin's forehead, and he smelled a sour smell, "I mean we are not a charity organization, we must strive for the interests that should be fought for, don't naively think about friendship, dreams Like, these things can't be eaten as food, and they have no effect at all."

"I……"

Alice was at a loss for words, thinking that she was indeed a little naive.

But Shirley is not wrong, she is just a child who wants to go home.

The process was stumbling, and we persisted until now but we have a disappointing ending. Isn't this unfair?

Alice thought melancholy in her heart, and her sympathy began to flare up, and she suddenly got a little out of control.

"I understand what you're saying, but if Miss Shirley is really in danger, we are the only ones who can save her. Besides us, who else will she beg for?"

Merlin was expressionless. Seeing Alice's serious face, he thought to himself that this guy really likes to meddle in other people's business, and the good guy is a bit too much.

What I hate the most are nice people, especially a guy like Alice who has limited abilities but everyone wants to help.

At best it sounds like the Virgin, at worst it sounds like a fool.

However, Merlin acknowledged Alice's thoughts and worked hard to meet the expectations of others, which is worthy of respect.

Didn't he regain the throne and become the third arrogant monarch in order to respond to his sister's expectations?

Merlin rubbed his forehead, sighed and said.

"It's free, let's find a way to get in."

Alice didn't continue to speak, but followed behind Merlin muffled.

"We want to see Samuel, the ambassador of the elves."

Merlin stepped forward and said straight to the point to the elf guards.

"Lord Samuel is receiving important guests right now, and everyone else will refuse to see them." The guard of the elves said bluntly, with a serious expression.

"Tsk." Merlin was speechless with dissatisfaction, feeling a little uncomfortable.

What kind of spectacle is a mere elf ambassador?Lao Tzu is the Great Demon King in the first hall, so is he also an idler?

Merlin wanted to move the saber, so he grasped the handle of the tachi at his waist tightly.

As a result, Alice hurriedly pulled Merlin aside before he came.

"What are you doing?" Merlin looked at Alice impatiently, wondering what she was worried about?

"Don't make a fuss, this is the capital of the kingdom. If something happens here, we won't be able to live in the human kingdom anymore. Be a little more cautious..." Alice said, looking around.

"Then what do you mean?" Merlin looked at Alice, wondering if she had a better idea?

"First of all, let's sneak in from the side, don't disturb anyone, and facilitate our next move."

"Then find out where Samuel is and ask her why she assassinated us. It's absolutely impossible not to clarify this matter."

"In the end we need to take Shirley away, and if we can, we will send her back to the Southern United Kingdom ourselves..."

"Eh?! Merlin, where are you going?"

Alice thought of a very strict plan by herself, and muttered to herself for a long time, only to find that Merlin had disappeared.

Looking around, I saw Merlin directly attacking the two elf guards.

"Cough!"

"You... ah!"

After two screams, the elf guard was knocked unconscious by Merlin, and lay limp on the ground, motionless.

Merlin clapped his hands, then turned his head to signal Alice, "Let's go in, there is no obstacle."

Alice's complexion was a bit ugly, and she turned eggplant-colored. She said in a frantic tone, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to be more cautious?"

"Aren't I very cautious?" Merlin spread his hands with an innocent expression.

"How cautious are you? It's clearly the rhythm of using force to break into the embassy! This is a violent invasion of another country's territory, and we will go to jail..." Alice's expression was very depressed, but Merlin had chosen the simplest option. With a direct plan, the back road is blocked.

"It's all right, no cell can hold me."

Merlin grinned, turned around and walked inside. He didn't hide himself low-key at all, and went straight forcibly inside.

"Let's go in, don't dawdle here, anyway, people have been beaten by me, we have no way out, why don't we go in at once, and beat up that elf ambassador named Samuel! Since If people want to kill us, if we don't return the courtesy, it will appear that we don't understand etiquette."

Merlin walked straight into the territory of the elves' embassy, ​​twisting his arms constantly, as if doing warm-up exercises, the murderous intent on his face was getting stronger, and he didn't try to hide it at all.

The guys who wanted to murder him were all dead, and this Samuel was no exception. He happened to be a holy rank powerhouse, and it was just right to use it to relieve the curse of the heart.

"Wait for me!" Alice followed Merlin in a panic, her expression was about to cry with anger, she thought to herself

Hi!I'm furious!

Merlin doesn't listen to me at all!

If you act like this, there is no room for maneuver...

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Chapter 39: Monthly Ticket Addition

Inside the embassy.

in a certain room.

Sharprun tried on his red steel full set.

The shiny surface is inlaid with strange charms.

This spell is something unique to the black elves, and engraving the words of the reason elves on the gems can achieve the enchanting effect of increasing the attack power.

Embedded in the high-purity stainless steel glove, this weapon has been upgraded several grades immediately, and it has become Shapron's most convenient weapon.

Shaplun put on the stainless steel glove and gave it a few false clenches, feeling very good.

A violent punch suddenly caused the air to resonate, making the whole room tremble a few times.

Shaplun planned to do it at night and kill the two lifeless adventurers directly.

No matter how strong that magic swordsman is, he cannot be his opponent.

Because he has confidence in the black elf fighting technique he has practiced, with fierce, sharp, and vicious moves, he often hits the enemy by surprise, and often ends the battle with a crushing posture.

Xia Pulun has not seen many people who can confront him head-on. If the enemy is close to him, he will lose half.

A wave of darkness suddenly appeared, making Shaplun feel a chill run down his spine.

Don't think about it, it must be my old friend.

"Sharan, why did you come to me suddenly? I don't remember inviting you."

"I'll come over to see how your preparations are going? What? Don't you welcome me?" Sharon's pointed ears moved, and the smile under her black skin looked very strange.

"That's not what it means..." Shaplun responded lightly, retracting his gaze and continuing to fiddle with his gloves, "Isn't the first knight of thorns coming? You are afraid that you won't be with Lord Samuel, what are you doing here?"

"They will talk about confidential matters again, and no third person is allowed to be present." Shalan shrugged her fragrant shoulders and felt helpless about this.

"Secret?" Shaprun frowned, feeling that Samuel, as a black elf, had nothing to cooperate with humans.

"Actually, it's not a secret. We all knew about Her Royal Highness Shirley." Sharon paused, then organized her words and said, "The Elven King urged Queen Elizabeth to find Her Royal Highness Shirley, but after so long There has been no news for a long time, so the first knight of thorns is here to explain the situation today, and I hope the Elf King will allow some more time."

"Really..." Shapron fiddled with his gloves, seemingly not interested in this matter.

"Only the silly woman, the first knight of the thorns, kept this matter a secret. We already knew everything, and Lord Samuel has been perfunctorily dealing with her." Shalan grinned and said with an exaggerated smile, " Besides, Her Royal Highness Shirley, whom the British royal family has been looking for so hard, is now being imprisoned underground, isn't this a very interesting thing?"

"It's really interesting..." Shaplun nodded, and said while adjusting the gloves, "But although the first knight of the thorns is a silly woman, she may also represent one of the top combat powers in Great Britain..."

"Are you kidding me? Masefield is also worthy of being called the top combat power of Great Britain?" Sharon crossed her hands, disapproving of Shapron's statement, and seemed to have a little disdain for the first knight of thorns.

"Isn't it? The Thorn Knights are pretty good, they can be called the mainstay of Great Britain, and Masefield is the number one Thorn Knight. It's not a big problem to say that she is a top combat power?" Shapron looked at Sharan and said. , I feel that my idea is correct.

"No, no, it's not long since you came to Great Britain. You don't know many things. There are many people who are more powerful than the Thorn Knight. As far as I know, there is a very mysterious man who is far more powerful than Masefield." Sharon said mysteriously. Say.

"Who?" Sharpen suddenly became interested and asked seriously.

"He doesn't have a name. To be precise, no one knows. He is a man called Elgin's Legendary Great Swordsman. You must have heard of it, right? His name has made a lot of noise in Britain, and it has begun to affect people outside of Great Britain. country."

Sharon paused, and then continued to add a sentence, which vividly explained Merlin's popularity.

"Many children in the streets and alleys will pretend to be him and play some games of justice. It can be seen how influential he is now?"

"It turned out to be this man, but he is too mysterious. Everything is just hearsay. I haven't witnessed Elgin's great swordsman's strength with my own eyes, so I won't believe it casually."

Sharpen paused for a moment, recalled the matter of Elgin the Great Swordsman, and continued to speak seriously.

"I heard that the great swordsman Elgin killed countless holy-level dead spirits in one move. How could this kind of thing be done by humans? Unless it is a god, the credibility is not high at all, but if this is true, then he He's definitely stronger than Masefield, and probably the strongest guy in the world."

"That's right, killing countless holy ranks with one move sounds like a fantasy. Apart from His Majesty Ashdoll who possesses the power of God, I really can't think of anyone else who can do it." Sharon nodded in agreement. respond?