Dancing is not allowed on the grave

When leaving the underground world, Lancelot summoned alien races that were more friendly to humans, and set foot on the teleportation array with Syl, including the undead army that originally belonged to Nathaniel.

"Oh, are you going to the ground?" Miss Succubus put on her black robe in advance, and the tip of her tail swayed from side to side. "I haven't seen the sun for a long time."

"Me too! I miss Ferdinand's sparkling sea so much." The siren's fish tail patted the ground lightly.

The night elf stood silently aside.

The goblin was wearing experimental goggles, and was squatting down to study the teleportation point that looked very high-tech. The goblin was of a low status, huddled with the slime aggrievedly.

Wait, there seems to be something weird mixed in.

Syl picked up the soft and slimy slime: "Why are you here?"

Lancelot obviously didn't summon the junior monsters, because even if they went to the ground, they wouldn't be of much help.

Slime explained "gurgling", and Syl understood.

This little thing is not willing to be the most delicious slime in the whole underground world, it also wants to dominate the continent.

"Okay."

Syl finally decided to keep it in the team, and after confirming that everyone was ready, he activated the teleportation point.

The silver space element light flashed away.The light was too dazzling, the monsters got used to the darkness, they closed their eyes subconsciously, and when they opened them again, they had already arrived at another place.

There is no harsh and warm sunshine as imagined, it seems that to give them enough buffer, the foothold is a cellar.

The surrounding area was empty and clean, with a faint smell of blood lingering around.

Syl picked up the kerosene lamp, walked up the steps, pushed open the cellar door, and a faint light came in from the outside.

The monsters wrapped themselves tightly in black robes and followed them out one after another. They came to the gate of the baron's mansion and looked out through the magnificent gate.

"Ah—the weather is so nice." The siren stretched out his hand, tentatively touching the sunlight beyond the shadows.

In fact, the weather is not clear at the moment, the sky is light gray blue, the rolling clouds cover the sun, filtering out soft light.

"It's so beautiful." Miss Succubus wrapped herself tightly, only showing her eyes from the black robe, staring at the "golden waves" of the wheat field in the distance.

The sea monster immediately called for his hometown: "The real sea is more beautiful, there are white waves and shells, fish schools, boats... Oh, I really want to go back and have a look."

Silently opened the parchment map and checked whether the fishing ground above had been built.

He hasn't bought Ferdinand's coastal town yet, so he can only let the Kraken be temporarily in charge of managing the shallow water fishing ground.

The night elf was assigned to the upgraded army to teach the archers. Although her melee assassination ability is also strong, there are only three types of soldiers in the army: infantry, long-range archers and shield soldiers. There is no need to learn assassination for the time being. .

Miss Succubus, who is a magical race, also has no suitable positions for the time being. Seeing that Syl was a little embarrassed, she volunteered to manage the newly built hotel.

——So in the days that followed, the townspeople of Karami could always see beautiful women with hot bodies, horns and tails leaning against the door frame of the hotel, winking at passers-by, and said sweetly: "Little beauty Little handsome boy, come and play~"

Searle: "..."

Sure enough, it is still necessary to build the Magician Academy as soon as possible.

As for the fact that there were no travelers staying in the hotel for a long time, Miss Succubus was unwilling to be lonely and ran the hotel into a beauty shop, selling brightly colored makeup accessories, perfume stockings to the women in the town, which set off a wave of small town fashion craze, all of them are posthumous That's it.

Because of the skeleton instructor and the dwarf craftsman, the townspeople’s acceptance of alien races has greatly increased. After the initial surprise, they quickly adapted to the life of dealing with all kinds of monsters every day, and occasionally discussed the feasibility of interracial love with them—— A few young people fell in love with the charming and beautiful Miss Succubus, and they always secretly sent apples to her store.

Young people who grew up in a small town don’t understand the romance of the nobles in the city. Roses are flashy, and in their eyes, they are not as good as apples. They can represent love and fill their stomachs.

No, kill three birds with one stone.

Because those apples were neither accepted nor eaten, but they all appeared in the archer training camp and were placed on the heads of young soldiers as targets.

Received Jacob's secret letter half a month later.

The king had ordered the Chamber of Commerce of the Royal Capital to resume the supply of military pay, but was instructed by Syl to refuse on the grounds of stopping the war.

The Royal Capital Chamber of Commerce is not only the largest chamber of commerce in Ferdinand, in addition to economics and trade on the bright side, it also operates the largest black market auction house in the country. It also has a group of assassins and thugs in the dark, like an invulnerable hedgehog. The king wants to be tough. All have to be weighed.

He didn't dare to attack, so he had to ask the general to negotiate with the chamber of commerce.

However, the general has endured this incompetent monarch for a long time.

This puppet king has no brains and no real power, but his ambitions are extremely big. He can't even provide military pay, and he wants to launch an invasion and expand the country.Now tens of thousands of soldiers are hungry, he can't think of a way, but he has to go to the merchants to beg for food.

General Kyle has been completely disappointed with the king, and decides to support Princess Willow, who also has royal blood, to the throne.

On the surface, he was negotiating with the Chamber of Commerce on behalf of the monarch, but behind the scenes, he threw an olive branch on behalf of Princess Willow, expressing his willingness to cooperate with the Royal Capital Chamber of Commerce.

Jacob couldn't decide, so he handed the secret letter to Syl for him to decide.

Syl thought about it all night, and went to Ferdinand's imperial capital early the next morning, and met Willow in the general's mansion.

After a period of recuperation, Willow's complexion was much rosier and more radiant than when she first saw her. She sat at the main seat in the living room, and the general respectfully stood beside her.

Leaving aside the royal blood, this princess is indeed capable of convincing a seasoned general. She is smart enough to be much stronger than her brother sitting on the throne.

The hall of the general's house is very spacious. Syl picked up a sofa and sat down, and then a servant brought tea.

Willow heard that the Royal Capital Chamber of Commerce has been controlled by a new person in power behind the scenes. She originally thought that the other party was a businessman like Wodehouse, but unexpectedly, it was the young swordsman who rescued her that day who came to the appointment.

She froze for a moment, then quickly regained her composure, still sitting upright on the main seat, her knuckles tapping the armrest lightly.

"You want to bring down the current king?" Syl took a sip from his teacup and said aloud, "I can help you, but there is a condition."

Willow raised her eyebrows: "What condition?"

"If you succeed in ascending the throne, you cannot invade Augustine."

Willow was stunned, remembering that Syl said that she knew Augustine's princess, she understood: "Oh, you are from Augustine."

Thinking that the richest chamber of commerce in her country was actually controlled by the Augustinian, although she didn't know how he did it, Willow still felt a little uncomfortable.

Syl shook his head: "I'm not a citizen of Augustine, but I'm just living there temporarily. If you start a war, I will be very troubled."

While guessing where he was from, Willow promised, "I promise you."

After a pause, he added: "But I can only guarantee that during my time in power, Ferdinand will not attack Augustine."

As for a hundred years or a thousand years later, she will naturally be unable to restrain her.

But that's enough.

After the most crucial treaty was negotiated, Seale asked straight to the point: "Then what are you going to do? What kind of help do you need from the chamber of commerce?"

"Hmm." Willow had dealt with those merchants a lot in a roundabout way. It was the first time she saw such a straightforward one, but she was a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, she said, "I heard that your chamber of commerce has a group of assassins. I hope you can Send someone to assassinate the emperor, and then provide a batch of supplies, and I will make a list for you when the time comes."

Seale frowned.

Supplies are naturally not a problem. In fact, Willow's main request should be to assassinate the king.

Even if it is a king without real power, it is very difficult to successfully assassinate. Even if this task is issued, no assassin may dare to take it.

And if an assassination fails and the king is threatened with his life, he will definitely increase his vigilance. It will be even more difficult to take his life at that time. It is best to kill him with one blow and not give the opponent any chance.

Searle considered for a while, and finally said: "Give me some time for the assassination, you can first give Jacob the list of needed supplies."

After leaving the general's mansion, Syl opened the management interface of the Royal Capital Chamber of Commerce, and found the stick and dagger icons in the hidden position below, which were the thugs and assassins of the chamber of commerce.

The name of the assassin is not displayed at all, but the level, the number of assassination missions completed, the gold coins required for employment, etc. can be seen.

However, after looking around, Syl didn't think that any assassin was competent enough. After all, if he could assassinate the king casually, someone would have done it long ago.

If it doesn't work, you can only do it yourself.

Syl returned to the town and was going to have a meal in a tavern before making a detailed assassination plan, but the succubus stopped him when he passed by the inn.

"His Royal Highness, what troubles do you have?"

The succubus family is naturally able to easily detect other people's mood swings. She stood in the shadows and beckoned to Syl: "Why don't you come in and sit for a while? Maybe I can help solve it?"

After hesitating for a moment, Syl went to the hotel door and told her about the assassination.

After listening to his statement, the succubus laughed softly: "I thought it was something, that's it? Let Lila go. The night elves are born assassins. I'm not bragging. Back then, Grezel She almost chopped off her head, what is it to assassinate a king?"

"But, is it dangerous for her to sneak into the palace alone?" After all, she was borrowed from Lancelot, and Syl didn't want her to have an accident.

"No." Succubus said, "If you are worried, I will go with her."