I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"Did he do it?" The scavenger Norton looked at the two knights' heads, the cracked ground, and the seeping liquid, and asked Mustafa.

"Uh… it was a poet named Gamma." Mustafa pointed to the text on the wall, looking at Leal, "But maybe it has something to do with him."

Norton gripped his sword.

"The truth is simple. Gamma and I entered the town separately. He fled into a caravan…"

Leal quickly explained the cause and effect, only omitting the scene of killing the sentry in the forest outside the town, and focusing on the deal Gamma proposed at Iron Corner.

"He cleverly invited me to break into the cellar and rob the chamber of commerce. Obviously, I refused." Leal spread his hands.

"Why did you refuse him?" Mustafa pointed to the mess on the ground. "If you had cooperated with him, you should have escaped by now…"

"How would I know he would go crazy? I thought he was injured, or sealed or something." Leal shook his head. "This fully represents my sincerity in cooperation."

"So, two people died because of you? And one is crippled?" Mustafa looked into the cellar along the crack in the ground. Through the liquid, he saw the wet-haired old man Wiseman lying half-prone on the ground, along with a pile of broken cargo boxes.

Heavy losses.

"I didn't expect him to go crazy suddenly either."

"Do you remember? I originally wanted to sell you this information." Leal said with an indifferent look.

"Wiseman, how are you?" Mustafa called down to the floor.

Wiseman had half his body immersed in a puddle, shakily raising his hand and making the number 8.

"What?" Mustafa didn't understand what Wiseman meant.

"Maybe he's saying… an 8th-order poet?" Leal understood Wiseman's gesture.

"An 8th-order poet? I don't remember such an 8th-order poet…" Mustafa had a good understanding of the hero circle, and 8th-order heroes were usually famous throughout the continent, unlike this Gamma, who was so unfamiliar.

"Many poets advanced during the war." Norton added coldly, "It seems he's from a hero group."

"A deserter? No wonder he doesn't dare to show his face…" Mustafa shook his head. "Alas, what a pity, an 8th-order poet… he could have been a good partner."

The chamber of commerce was of course happy to cooperate with potentially strong individuals. Although Gamma was half-crippled, he was still an 8th-order hero, and it was very worthwhile to curry favor with him.

"He should participate in the Bard Conference. He will definitely participate." Norton was very clear about what would happen in the Five Cracked Gold Towns recently.

"But in this state… it's not easy to talk anymore…" Mustafa muttered to himself.

"Anyway, this 8th-order poet's anger is directed at me, isn't it?" Leal pointed to the words still printed on the wall, slowly fading away.

"Gamma realizes that the Traveler is not trustworthy and secretly resolves to make him pay the price one day…"

"You don't seem to be worried about Gamma's revenge?" Having seen Leal's attitude, Mustafa now suspected that this Traveler was more powerful than he imagined.

"Whether I'm worried or not… it doesn't help solve the problem, so I might as well not worry." Leal's logic was simple.

Leal also remembered the phrase "Gamma's wounds are compounded," so he believed that Gamma wouldn't have the strength to retaliate against him in the short term.

Moreover, Gamma was a poet, not a hunter. Once he left Iron Corner, where would a talking box find him?

What if he went to find him first?

That scene would be very interesting.

Leal prepared to return to the inn to take Skinny out for a walk.

【Gamma scent…】

Skinny sniffed.