The Unemployed Demon Lord

"Here we are, Mr. Acaron, please tell me what you can do to break the impasse?" Merlin asked straight to the point after arriving.

"Actually, you want to find the blood race, right?" Old Akalon asked abruptly.

"Yeah, could it be that your old man found a clue?" Merlin asked tentatively.

No, although many ancient books record that France was once infested by living vampires, they have all disappeared long ago. There is obviously a problem with the direction of your investigation... Old Acaron said meaningfully, it seems that he still has his own insights.

"What's the problem? Don't you have a better way?" Alice said with disbelief all over her face.

"Yes." Old Akalon nodded seriously, "If I didn't have a way, I definitely wouldn't have found a gentleman."

Alice didn't speak, and her expression became unnatural, thinking what could this old man do?It's probably just some unrealistic fantasy. The old Akaron didn't play any role at all, except leading the way.

"Since you have a solution, let's talk about it and listen, don't be tricky." Merlin urged.

"I think you should use the habits of the vampires as clues to investigate, so the success rate seems to be much higher." Old Acaron said seriously.

"Habits of blood race?" Alice frowned, not quite understanding what Acaron wanted to express.

"Yeah, blood is the food of vampires. Domestic animals are not within their hunting range, so most vampires feed on human blood. They can't suppress their urge for blood. If they don't suck blood for a long time, they will be alive. Dangerous, we can use this direction to investigate, and maybe we will gain more." Old Akalon expressed his thoughts, and it seems that there is some truth.

"Do you want us to find people who have been sucked blood?" Merlin frowned, thinking that this method is not very reliable.

"No, no, no, this is simply looking for a needle in a haystack. It's too troublesome. I mean, you can start with the missing persons, and you may find something tricky in it." Old Akaron said happily.

"Missing persons?" Alice became more and more confused, not quite understanding what old Acaron meant.

"Yes, in order to survive, it is impossible for the vampires not to suck blood, right? They will definitely kidnap humans, raise them in captivity, and suck blood continuously. This is both concealed and safe, so we should investigate the missing persons carefully to see if there are any abnormalities." Old Akalon touched his chin and said.

After the two listened to each other, they said goodbye to each other.

"Alice, I think what the old man said makes sense. If there are blood races in France, it's impossible not to eat?" Merlin asked Alice in a low voice.

"Also... yes, it seems that you can ask a few human traffickers or slave traders to see where these people are sent. If you follow the clues, you should find the blood clan, right? After all, buying slaves is safer than kidnapping. " Alice frowned her delicate eyebrows and said in thought.

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"Yes, yes, if the vampire wants to survive without attracting attention, I will choose to buy slaves, and there will be no big trouble." Merlin said seriously, trying to bring himself into the role of the vampire.

"I didn't expect Mr. Akalon to think of starting from the habits of the blood race. I really underestimated him before." Alice had to see old Akalon again. This old man is not useless at all.

"Anyway, the old man has done so many tasks and has some experience. Isn't it because you like to look at people through colored glasses?" Merlin glanced at Alice, with blame in his tone.

"Who likes to look at people with colored glasses? Isn't Mr. Akaron always dragging us down along the way? Besides, you have seen that it is really not me who discriminates against people." Alice defended herself.

"Sure enough, I have the foresight. I know that Mr. Akaron will definitely have something outstanding. Isn't this a new breakthrough that will be summed up soon? It seems that Mr. Carl is not cheating us. He helped us find a good guide .” Merlin showed a somewhat smug expression.

"Who is the one who said that his brain is not good a few days ago?" Alice stared at Merlin and said sarcastically.

"It's not me, don't stare at me." A drop of cold sweat dripped down Merlin's forehead.

Seeing Merlin and Alice whispering, the old Acaron interrupted and asked, "What do you think of my plan?" SE4Z Xiaozhi

"I have to give it a try, Mr. Akaron, you really helped us a lot this time." Merlin said solemnly.

"...Really?" Old Akalon widened his eyes, and he felt flattered to hear Merlin's appreciation, "It seems that my thinking these days has not been in vain, I know that starting from habits is to find the blood race The easiest way.

"What should I do after that? Does old Mr. Acaron have any idea?" Alice asked.

"In fact, I know of a place where young women disappeared frequently. There was once a French order that excluded the knights to investigate in that place, but the result was in vain. Up to now, there has been no result of the disappearance of women. Like It was covered up... Old Acaron recalled that he felt very suspicious there.

"Where?" little Alice asked

"Avignon, the lord is a Countess named Camilla..."

The next morning, when the sun broke the horizon.

Merlin and his party packed up their things one after another, got into the bullock cart, and prepared to go to the next location, Avignon.

The priest also woke up early to see Merlin and the others off.

After Acaron's analysis, Merlin and Alice also felt that it might be possible for women to disappear frequently in this place, and felt that going to Avignon would be a good way to straighten things out. e wave 4

Because vampires live on blood, there are always people missing in Avignon, who may be imprisoned by vampires and become a source of food.

Although this kind of thing sounds very bizarre, it is by no means impossible. After all, after the blood race raged in France, they suddenly disappeared collectively in a certain period of time.

Vampires are generally dishonest and immortal beings. It is very suspicious to disappear collectively. They can only choose to keep a low profile and continue to survive in the dark.

But the blood-sucking impulse will not dissipate, which is the breakthrough point for Merlin and Alice.

"Yesterday, I heard Mr. Acaron say that Avignon is the largest slave trading place." Merlin said suddenly while sitting on the bullock cart.

"So what?" Alice frowned.

"Slave, I'm thinking about buying some beautiful girls, hehe~" Merlin said meaningfully.

"Ah?! I won't allow it! You absolutely can't do this? Otherwise, I'll fight you hard!" Alice was like a she-cat whose hair exploded, and she was about to scratch Merlin's face fiercely in the next second.

"Ha, don't get excited, I'm just kidding, you have to be rich if you want to buy it? Besides, I can't afford it." Merlin talked helplessly.

"It's enough to support me alone, and we don't allow one more mouth at home, hum!" Alice muttered angrily.

"Goodbye, my friend!" Old Akalon pulled the rein and waved to the priest.

The priest also waved to old Acaron, saying goodbye

"Goodbye, may the protection of the Goddess of Light be with you...

Chapter 24: Beelzebub's Pet

Avignon.

This central city located in the south of France has the title of Imperial Slave Trading Market.

People from all over the country will come here to trade slaves.

Some of these slaves were enemies left over from the war, some were abducted from somewhere, and some completely violated the laws of France and were reduced to slaves.

The main city of Avignon. , the slave trade alone has created the prosperity here, and the lord, Countess Camilla, is known as the best woman in France who is good at business.

Due to the flood in the south, many people were displaced. As the lord, Camilla opened the city gate and took the initiative to resettle these homeless refugees.

However, the condition for the refugees to enter Avignon is that there must be more than one daughter in the family, otherwise Avignon will not accept them.

Camilla's explanation for this is that women will be more threatened in exile, and she should give priority to protecting women's safety.

Almost all the refugees who entered Avignon for resettlement were grateful to Countess Camilla, and felt that when all the princes and nobles were shirking their responsibilities, this great woman was doing good deeds.

Especially the female refugees, they approached Camilla to the point of admiration. For a while, the countess seemed to be a French feminist fighter, with many supporters.

After accepting a large number of refugees, the city of Avignon became overcrowded, and refugees comparable to beggars could be seen everywhere on the road, and their situation seemed to be better than that of slaves. "2F Mu Novel" The refugees are under the protection of the lord Camilla, and they can receive some food every day. At least they will not be endangered by hunger. The situation is much better than that of the homeless refugees outside.

At this time, in the largest slave market in Avignon, slave traders pulled slaves out, lined up on the street, or performed thank you shows to attract attention.

These slaves seem to have become commodities, constantly showing themselves, hoping that some master can buy them, because in the hands of slave traders, there is not enough to eat every day.

Of course, this huge and bustling slave market also has a dark side, such as those slave girls curled up in the corner, who know what they do even without asking.

There are all kinds of people in the slave market, there are all kinds of guys, some of the guests need cheap labor, and some need to solve certain needs.

Thieves, pickpockets, treacherous peddlers, pimps, almost all of these guys colluded together to make the slave market a mess. As the person in charge of the largest labor market in France, the president of the chamber of commerce needs to personally inspect this place every day to maintain it. order.

The president is a greasy man with a big belly. He was originally a commoner, but he pretended to be a little noble because of his wealth and power.

Behind him was a group of strong guards, all armed with sharp weapons; they glared sharply at the people around them.

When the hawkers saw the menacing president of the chamber of commerce, they packed up their things in a panic. No one dared to block the way, and they did not forget to say hello flatteringly.

"Master President, you got up really early today?

"Go away! Want me to increase your rent?

The president of the chamber of commerce yelled, and immediately choked the peddler, not even daring to fart anymore. Others were also very puzzled. Today's president seems to have taken gunpowder, and it looks like everyone is not pleasing to the eye?

In fact, the slave market has become very chaotic recently, and it has become more difficult to manage than before. Because of the influx of refugees, many people are mixed in this market, which greatly takes up space.

Especially in the past few days, the income has been greatly reduced. How can the chairman of the chamber of commerce, who has always loved money, bear it?Today he is here to deal with these refugees.

Look at the guards behind him. There are about 30 of them. They look fierce and don't seem to be easy to bully. They will act as thugs to drive the refugees out of the slave market!

"My lord, are you really going to do this? Will it make things worse?" A thug asked worriedly.

"What are you afraid of?" The president of the Chamber of Commerce blew his beard and stared, obviously in a very bad mood.

"It was the lord's order to let these refugees in. If we suppress the refugees like this, we won't offend the lord, right?" the thug said with a panicked expression. He often heard that the countess was very resolute and cruel.

"What's wrong with the lord? Even the lord must abide by the laws of the empire! I'm the master of this slave market. How can I use that woman to tell me what to do!?" very big.

"...Yes, I was too worried about Mr. President, even if you are a lord, you can't interfere with your management of your own territory." A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the thug, and he said flatteringly.

"Camilla, the Holy Mother whore, insists on opening the gates of Avignon to receive some shitty refugees. Don't you know that this group of people will inevitably be like locusts, and no grass will grow in the places they pass!? Originally, the living space in Avignon is very crowded. Well, now, my slave market has become a temporary refuge, and this is the first time I have seen such a stupid lord as Camilla!" The head of the Chamber of Commerce accused the Countess full of resentment, and did not shy away from the eyes of the people around him. Even if the opponent is a lord, for the stability of the city, the support of wealthy businessmen is still inseparable.

"Master President is right, this Camilla is too useless, she doesn't consider other people at all, what a trash lord, and now there are so many people singing her praises, it's ridiculous!" The thug followed the president of the chamber of commerce, It made him feel much more comfortable.

The potbellied president of the chamber of commerce stopped, glanced sharply at the refugees hiding in the corner, and said loudly, "Do it, let this group of locusts know that they are the masters of this place! Throw away all these outsiders!" !

More than 30 thugs acted together and roughly pulled out the refugees hiding in the corner, but beat them away one after another with punches and kicks.

For a while, the entire slave market was in chaos, and many refugees fled. It seemed a bit worrying. They were a group of homeless people, but they were bullied by local bullies.The death is small; the thugs did not show mercy at all, and the refugees were packed with fists. The president of the chamber of commerce, who completely ignored the lord, touched his mustache and nodded in satisfaction. What I want is this kind of effect, killing the chicken to show the monkey, so that everyone will inevitably dare not step into their own territory.

However, at this moment, a man in a brown robe slowly walked up to the chairman of the chamber of commerce and asked in a low voice, "It seems that you are the largest slave trader in France, and 80% of the slave trade in the entire empire They will pass through your hands, right?

The president of the chamber of commerce looked at this person. He was dressed in tatters and looked like a refugee, "So what? What kind of onion are you? Dare to speak in a superior tone in front of me? Throw him away!" "

"Yes!" The thug listened to the order, and stepped forward to push the mysterious man unceremoniously, cursing, "Get out! This is not where you stay!? Don't make me violent!?"

"A mere humble human being dares to shout at me, how courageous!

The mysterious man lifted his hood, revealing a thin and skinny face, like a sick child, it was Beelzebub who was looking for his sister!

I saw this gluttonous monarch suddenly opened his big mouth, spit out countless man-eating flies in black and buzzing, the sound of the man-eating flies vibrating their wings was endless, and they shot straight into the sky!

This huge number flies.It's hard to imagine that it came out of a human mouth! ?

The overwhelming man-eating flies, comparable to the dense rainstorm, instantly turned the slave market into a hell on earth...

Chapter 25: The French Saint

Countless man-eating flies covered the sky, encroaching on the entire slave market in an instant, and they would jump on and bite the living people indiscriminately.