Thirty-two The Last Slave

A huge exotic building... perhaps called a building, it is more appropriate to say it is a palace, which accounts for almost 1/3 of the entire city's area. It is hard to imagine that in such a city that only plays the role of a camp, there will be such a luxury place.

If Rorona was here, I would probably lament that there was a guy who had too much money to spend, right? In fact, the richest guy in this palace lived in the underground world.

Jobs, a white-haired man in his forties, with glasses, sat upright in the most gorgeous hall of this palace. At this time, he was the most noble master here, and he, who had nearly 30% of his wealth, was indeed qualified to say this...

Perhaps no one can imagine that with this huge amount of wealth, he only relied on selling apples to make a fortune at the beginning. Therefore, he has a special liking for apples. Every time the dessert after meals must be various apple dishes. Such a strange habit is no longer surprising in the eyes of his other partners.

This is also what he expressed about his first pot of gold. After all, once a person reaches this age, he will often recall what happened before, and even if his career is successful, it will be nostalgic. This shows that Jobs is also a very nostalgic person - a somewhat old and rustic ring in his hand.

This may be the most rustic thing in this palace. It looks out of place with Jobs in luxurious clothes, but this is something important enough to him... Since I picked it up from an inconspicuous place when I was young, my business journey has started to be smooth sailing, something similar to a lucky ring. Even he, who is not superstitious, often remembers that once he loses this thing, his luck will come to an end.

The hand with the ring also has an assassin inscribed seal - here, there are almost no people who choose to do business as a seal holder, but Jobs did this because he felt that with his half-barrel sword skills and the "kidney critical strike" that only goes back and forth, it can be said that as a fighter, there is almost no future.

But speaking of this, "kidney critical strike" is also a very powerful move... If it were me when I was young, I would probably be able to take out the other party's kidney in an instant without leaving any blood, right? Of course, the premise is that the other party must be weaker than me! Before selling apples, Jobs, who had sold human organs, sat upright on a gorgeous chair and closed his eyes, just as he would stare blankly in his spare time and recall the past.

But a stinging feeling woke him up. The mark on the left hand was gone and bright red blood began to be left, as if he was just plucked away by someone when he closed his eyes.

The blood gushed out as if it was squeezed by something, or sucked, and slid across the ring on his finger, flowing on the ground to form a summoning array that could just stand up, as if it was magic, or it was a magic trick! Surprising made Jobs still sit in a seated position and forget to stop the bleeding.

At this moment, he just wanted to know what was going on?

Along with the blood array emitting blood light, a red blood mist...

"Are you planning not to summon me for the rest of your life? Master..." Words suddenly came out of the blood mist, and you could even vaguely see the figure standing in the blood mist.

Although Jobs is just an lv1 rookie Assassin, he has been here for many years and has probably higher experience than most people - this is a formation similar to the summoning effect, and the shadow above is undoubtedly a summoning object... But it seems to be a summoning technique summoned by a human? What exactly is it? Jobs thought, and gently pressed a hidden button located under the seat deputy.

"What are you...?" He asked at the same time. Jobs defined him as an assassin, and he had various experiences over the years, so he was not panicked at this time.

"Are your ambitions satisfied in this small place?"

The blood mist dissipated, and standing in the blood circle was a thin middle-aged uncle, as if he was in the costumes of other countries. He robe wrapped around his body with a white robe, and the white cloth was wrapped around his head. It was vaguely visible that his gray hair and his chin were a beard that could fully interpret his age.

His ordinary appearance would probably be ignored at first sight if he was allowed to stand in his hometown, but at this time, this strange costume had already made him extremely conspicuous... But he didn't seem to care, and he still looked straight at Jobs in front of him, without hiding that his target was the other party.

He stared unscrupulously, as if he was reviewing himself... Jobs was very familiar with such a gaze, or he would do it every time he negotiated a business, or accepted it.

"Answer my question!" Jobs' tone was still full of energy, although he instinctively realized that the other party was not the same as him.

The middle-aged man with brown skin in white cloth, frowned, as if he had made a concession: "Okay, I am a hero who is a hero with Assassin as the job, and now he is relying on the power you provide in this world."

Jobs frowned even deeper. The guy seemed to have something to do with him, but he hated the decision that ignored his choice: "I provide strength? I have never made such a decision. Whether you are a hero or an evil spirit, my palace is not a place where you can go wild!"

With a gentle ring, dozens of guards had surrounded the sudden appearance of assassin - although they didn't know what was going on, Jobs had completely included this guy in the assassin range of assassin. Since he was an assassin, then since that's...

"Exclude him!" Jobs issued an order, and he had completely left behind his loss of seals.

As if indifferent to the dozens of guards attacking him, the unknown Assassin spirit raised his right hand and seemed to be summoning something: "The God of War in the Western Regions of Heaven... Even if it is not a procurator who is good at head-on combat, it is not something that such a waste can shake."

In Jobs's view, a "magic cannon" with a pitiful caliber appeared in his hands, and then he spitted fire at the escorts who launched the attack. After the chaotic and violent sound, dozens of guards were wiped out - this weapon, which looked like a "magic cannon", actually emitted a powerful physical attack, hitting these guards as fierce as a hornet's nest.

The strong smell of blood began to spread, just like Jobs' frown eyebrows - the enemy was very strong, at least not the extent to which he could drive him as he wished. It seemed that it was time to compromise.

"Tell me what you ask for... how much does it cost, how much can you let me go?" Jobs picked up an apple on the table and said, with his expression still calm, and he looked completely rich and generous.

"No, you completely misunderstood what I mean... Although I appeared as assassin, I did not intend to kill you, or I needed your assistance." Assassin's heroic spirit waved his hand, as if to show that he had no malice, the strange weapon disappeared immediately.

"It's not the time for you to choose. After all, if I was summoned by assassin, it's not far from the beginning of the game. Of course... if I can, I don't want to be summoned by you, a layman. After all, if I follow a guy who doesn't know anything, I'm likely to die again."

"Game?" Although what this guy said was inexplicably, Jobs still grabbed some word.

"For... the game to realize the deepest ambition in my heart!" Assassin said in a deep voice, as if he had mentioned something that made me excited, his eyes slightly lit up.

"...I have hundreds of thousands of dollars a minute, and I don't have time to play this April Fool's Day game with you!" Although Jobs said his words without any interest in this, he was seriously watching the servant in front of him. He was undoubtedly a strong man. Since he was a strong man, he might be a false statement.

"But if it's a cooperation, at least it will be possible until I confirm that what you said is true." Frowning, Jobs waved gently.

"Yes." The promise came from the dark shadow behind him. This building as his palace was not just a few dozen guards!

"Okay, I'll do all the useless guys." Unknown Assassin shook his head, and then his figure slowly faded in the air until it disappeared - although he hadn't agreed, it at least had already aroused the guy's interest.

It is not a game that can be completed by one assassin, but at least both parties must have a common desire to achieve better results.

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There were beast roars in the dark forest, but this was not a strange phenomenon, or rather, this was normal... Because except for the villages in this continent, other places are full of dangers!

Therefore, even if other people hear this phenomenon, they probably will only occur - which guy was so unlucky that he triggered the location where monsters could be summoned? Besides, the most is to pray that this guy can compete, but at least he has the ability to escape safely.

If you don’t have strength, you will die.

However, at this time, the guy who accidentally provoked the monster obviously did not have the power to compete with it, or even the lowest level of escape ability - he was probably less than twelve years old, with blonde hair tied into two long ponytails, and a girl in a somewhat gorgeous dress.

There are not many such guys. Perhaps because they come here to visit with their parents, they may seem to be separated from the guards. However, this girl obviously does not have the super self-protection ability of Akalin who enters and leaves this place like a person who is in a no-man, and can turn herself into air.

But she had a lance-shaped lancer mark on her hand, but this only made others sigh that her talent is indeed extraordinary. She has such a level at a young age, and even at the lowest level, she is proud enough... But she seems to have made the mistake of fighting monsters beyond the level, a fatal mistake.

In front of her was a huge monster that was two people tall. The obvious size difference made the girl involved at this time not have the idea of ​​defeating her. Just like the sharp claws under the monster, she screamed and closed her eyes.

However, as expected, the attack that would tear his body apart did not come for a long time...

"I followed your call." Suddenly, the words of the girl's ears drifted into the girl's ears made her eyes widen.

Her body was completely covered by shadows, and in addition to part of the huge beast claws above that were about to tear down, part of the boy who suddenly appeared and blocked the front.

Perhaps this is a scene that she will never forget in her life - the dark light unique to the forest of this underground world, just like the silver-white bright moonlight on the surface, fell on this figure. It seemed that her body was only twenty years old at most, but it steadily caught the huge beast limb above, with one hand, without any trembling...

The square face that made her scared and alienated was emitting a light of responsibility at this time. A bright red cloth piece similar to a short scarf was carefully tied to her neck. In fact, she wanted to say this at this time, but she couldn't say it. The dark big slogan was blowing with the breeze, and the brighter one was not the black one, but the armbands with five red bars that were tied to his left arm.

Such ordinary decoration made her unable to look away at once.

Below was a completely one-sided massacre. A short-haired boy with black hair suddenly appeared, waving a spear that seemed to be a flag. With just one blow, he cut the monster that seemed powerful enough to her into two pieces - and at the same time, the bright red flag hanging on the gun bar made her unsurprising that it was actually dyed red by the enemy's blood in countless battles.

But even though it is already so bright red, it cannot cover up the pattern on the flag - behind the golden stars, there is a burning torch.

It seemed as if a tiny ant had just bounced off and the boy lifted the flag spear on his shoulder turned around and looked at the blonde girl kneeling on the ground behind him - with his eyes that were shining like stars.

He stretched out his hand that was not in line with his age, covered with cruel training and left a thick calluse: "There is no doubt... you are my master, right?"

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Unlike the feeling of the little blonde girl being redeemed, Rorona was encountering something that gave her a headache - a huge monster was also blocking her.

Perhaps a huge monster is not a particularly difficult thing, but if it is possible for Rorona, who is unfamiliar with the types of monsters, can call out a name, then it is already said that this is no ordinary opponent - at least it has had enough heavy impact in human history.

With two heads, one is like a lion, and the other is like a goat, the body of a goat, the lion's limbs, and a monster with a snake's tail, the body that will stand up to more than nine meters, which is only one size smaller than the dragon. This is a Chimera.

As for whom this monster was summoned and what kind of incidents caused by Rorona and Jack, they had long forgotten. All they remember was that this guy was difficult to deal with... But this did not require any memories at all, because once they fought, they could draw a definite conclusion.

"I didn't expect that there would be a day to fight with these two guys..." Rorona murmured.

His brows frowned slightly. In fact, even if he is famous, he is just a monster that has been defeated. If he takes all his strength, he will not be afraid at all. What really bothers Rorona is that he is not in good condition at this time, or that his magic has not been fully restored from the previous battle.

Lei Wanting, who can absorb the opponent's magic power to recover herself, is temporarily unable to use it, which makes her now blocked by a mere monster.

A slender one-handed sword was held in her hand, and the dark sword was engraved with exorcism runes - this is a black key, a weapon made by mass-produced conceptual weapons commonly used by the agent to expel monsters.

Although it has a miraculous effect on monsters to break the opponent's ability to heal themselves, Rorona was unsure of the huge figure ahead. Even if it was really effective, it would undoubtedly be a troublesome and protracted battle...

Since this protracted battle is like this, it is impossible for both sides to be harmless. Rorona's forearm fell again with a scar that was neither deep nor shallow, but was gently rubbed. Unexpectedly, the scales on the monster's body were also so sharp.

"Rolla, add blood to Rorona!" Jack shouted. He was dancing and chopping behind the monster, but because the second-hand sword did not break the defense at all and could not cause any damage, he could not even absorb any hatred. The monster still only recognized Rorona to attack.

"Ah! I understand." Rola replied, chanting a spell of healing.

"Ah... I always feel that Rorona's level has dropped!" Kai in the carriage held Ke with his legs raised and looked at him, touching his chin in confusion. In his opinion, it shouldn't be so difficult if it was just a monster. At the same time, the afterglow of his eyes saw a red-haired figure sitting in the carriage, and his eyes lit up.

"By the way...Akalin, use the ball rocket launcher!" Kai said excitedly. He could not forget the power. Although it was a weird enough attack method, it was undoubtedly an amazing destructive power to be able to escape from prison with him so easily.

"That... I've ejaculated last time, and the dumpling hasn't grown yet." Akalin said distressedly, stretching out his hands and pointing to both sides of his head. At this time, she had no dumpling, and even her hairstyle became ordinary, as if her sense of existence was even lower.

"...Is it still a consumable?" Kai said powerlessly.

At this time, the huge monster seemed to be unable to bear the fact that a fly slashed at its butt. It gently swung its tail and slapped Jack away. At the same time, it pulled out, opened the big mouth of the lion's head, and bit it down towards Rorona in front.

The drastic change in the matter made Rorona suddenly have no time to react, and her figure was wrapped in shadows.

At this moment of biting, no one noticed that the rustic ring that had been put on Rorona's fingers could not be taken off began to shine faintly... At the same time, at some point, Rorona's blood had already stuck some on it.
Chapter completed!