The knight in the abyss

Chapter 253 Beggar's Cliff

"Hi! Ah, what a wild night last night." Brutal rubbed his bleary sleepy eyes, walking on the early morning streets of Moglondal, "Moradin, how much ale did I drink? I Has his beard grown so quickly?"

"I'm sure it was the magic belt, not the ale, that made you grow a beard overnight," Karaline replied.As he walked, he looked at the streets of this abyss city with great interest, "In addition, you drank a total of 42 and a half cups last night, if you count the cup that spilled on Ms. Akama's chest."

"That guy Pacos is really, he clearly said that she is not welcome, but he secretly picked her up again..." Cora said angrily from the side, "That woman must have done it on purpose, and asked Lancelow to take her with him. She went back to the room to change clothes, she was too cunning!"

"Didn't I not go?" Lancelot replied in a muffled voice without turning his head.He was at the head of the procession, leading them through the labyrinthine streets of Morgrondal.

"But you, her, and Pacos stayed in the same room for more than half an hour afterwards." Elotesia, who was walking aside, pointed out, "Who knows what you did together..."

"First of all, the room we stayed in was Pacos's office, and it was mainly the two of them who were discussing the future distribution of interests in this city." Lancelot's face was full of black lines, "Secondly, you can't see what we did Come out, you can still see that we didn't do anything."

"Hmph, be careful, I'm going to report to Tijana!" Elotesia said pretending to be angry, but soon smiled again, "Have they been persuading you to stay?"

"I did persuade, but only for a short while. They thought I would be a good ally, but if I don't stay, there is no chance of cooperation in the future." Lancelot turned a corner and entered a more The dilapidated alley extending downwards, "After all, this is the transportation hub of the Great Abyss, and I might come to this city often in the future. There is no need to get too stiff with local snakes."

Everyone chatted and walked forward.The buildings around them gradually became low and dilapidated, and the smell of the air became worse and worse.Finally, they came to a huge iron gate, and a few Mazelloth demons guarding there were vigilantly watching the approaching group of people.

"Go away! This is not the place for you!" One of the guards shouted at them, raising the sharp trident dangerously in his hand.

"We're going to Beggar's Cliff." Lancelot spread his hands, signaling that he was not threatening, "It should be from here, right?"

"This is indeed the entrance to Beggar's Cliff, but not everyone can pass through it." A greedy smile appeared on the face of the Mazeroth demon, "If I'm in a good mood, maybe I can let you go..."

"Let me be clear, are you implying that we're giving you gold?" Brutal asked, crossing his arms.

"I've never made such a request." The human-shaped beetle shook his head and denied, "Go away quickly, it's really disgusting to see you so early in the morning, I need a lot...to feel better."

"Oh?" The dwarf asked with a sneer, "If I tell you that the person standing in front of you is the former consul of the Sprayfield, the adventurer who retrieved the Eye of Sarizdun, beheaded Satugura and Knight of Dugba, Lord of the Blight of Honor Lancelot the Hornbreaker, are you in a better mood?"

The Maizeroth demon guard was stunned for a moment. There was no change in blood color on its chitinous face, but the sudden change in eyes still revealed the change in his heart.

"Hug hug... I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you, sir." It apologized to Lancelot tremblingly, and then hurriedly ran to the area, roaring loudly to the rest of the guards to quickly open the iron gate.

"I wish you a good mood today." Lancelow shrugged and led the crowd over.

"Hahahahaha, have you noticed that guy's expression? It's really exciting." After walking a while, Brutal finally burst out laughing, "Brother, your title of Lord of Withering Honor is quite good. It’s useful, at least it saves us money.”

"You can laugh as much as you want now." Lancelot curled his lips, "When the devils come to settle accounts, I don't expect you to help. It would be nice if you can protect yourself."

"Brother, you can't say that..." Little Isa raised her hand and interjected, "I will help you... cheer!"

"Hahahaha!"

Unlike their happy atmosphere, the surrounding environment can be described as bleak.As the slums of Morgrondal, Beggar's Bluff is little better than the lair of wild demons.This district lies below the other three districts, consisting of countless passages and caves carved in the rock wall, like the decayed foundation of the city of Morglondal.

Most of the inhabitants of this district are magoths, muscular demons taller than 8 feet, with a pair of wings on their backs that can only be used for short-range gliding.It's a pity that muscles are not a scarce resource in the abyss, and they form a very bad combination with their not very bright minds.

Demons can be cunning, evil, greedy, and cruel, but they can't be stupid, otherwise they will definitely become the targets of slaughter and enslavement by other demons.Any mago demon wandering in the wild will soon be captured by the bloody conscripts, so most of them live in the cities of the abyss, relying on selling their power in exchange for the protection of high-level demons.

Occasionally there would be individuals smart enough to have the chance to be promoted by their superiors enough to take on the duties of a patrol, such as the one that the group encountered on the shore of Lake Main, after the doppelganger thieves.But more are still reduced to the poor class in the city, leading a miserable life.

Demons are immortal beings who do not need food or water to sustain life, but their nature drives them to perpetually seek sensual stimulation.

The most direct thing is the pleasure brought by violence, and Margot is no exception, but even a city in the abyss will have more or less restrictions on violent behavior.

The second is all kinds of spirits and hallucinogens that are also effective against demons, but those things need money to exchange.

There aren't many jobs suitable for Margot Demons, and most of them can only look forward to some temporary job opportunities, and immediately exchange the meager remuneration for items that can make them temporarily forget the tragic reality.

When they have no gold on them, they can only vent their wrath at the wretchedness of their lives in fights with their own kind, or on some unlucky fellow who dares venture into the slums.

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