The Unemployed Demon Lord

Alice sneaked a glance at Merlin, seeing that he still had a stinky expressionless face, wondering if this guy is used to it?He didn't even refute it.

In fact, Merlin knew that the explanation was not very clear, so he didn't bother to give any explanation, and he knew in his heart that they were not real couples.

"Stop talking nonsense, I just don't think the opponent is challenging, so I can't take it seriously." Merlin said lightly.

"As expected, you are indeed the mighty Lord Merlin." Kyle showed a knowing expression.

"Look, hum~" Cecilia looked at Alice proudly, feeling that she knew Merlin better than she did.

"Hmm..." Alice looked at Merlin resentfully, feeling that she was being left out in the cold, that she didn't speak up for herself, and that the enemy who made this guy serious, really existed?

"But things are a bit serious now, isn't it? That [-]-year-old genius magician may have already been here." Merlin said indifferently, showing no joy or anger.

Alice and Cecilia showed a bit of sadness on their faces, and they seemed to be a little worried that the riot would end and there would be no chance to express themselves.

"We've been on the road all night, can't we come so late? And Ireland is much farther away than us, Johnson can't come so fast." Kyle still had a little luck.

"I've been staring outside since just now..." Merlin pointed his hand outside and said in a serious tone

"As a chaotic area..."

"Don't you think it's too peaceful here?"

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Chapter 2: Monthly Ticket Addition

After Merlin mentioned this, everyone felt that something was wrong.

It was clearly a chaotic area, but it seemed too peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

This doesn't seem normal, and one can't help but wonder what happened here?

"That's right, this journey seems too peaceful." Kyle frowned.

"Evidently the fishermen here have lost their means of livelihood, but there are no escapees along the way. How strange..." Merlin leaned on his face, thinking of a few possibilities.

"Do you know what happened?" Alice touched Merlin with her arm.

"Maybe the talented Irish magician has already solved everything, so the fishing village has returned to peace, or maybe we and the Irish magician came too late, and the fishing village has been completely wiped out by some alchemy beast..." Merlin said lightly said.

Alice frowned, feeling that neither of these two results was good, and it was not good for her side.

Now Alice is facing the oppression of life and really wants to make money, so the last thing she wants is to fail the commission.

"Master Merlin is very reasonable, the situation is very serious..." Cecilia nodded, and said seriously, "It seems that we need to speed up our pace. After arriving at the fishing village, I will arrange to land on the island as soon as possible. No time will be lost."

Merlin looked at the clear sky outside, and said casually

"Instead of thinking about this, it's better to pray that the fourteen-year-old kid will be able to get lost..."

The fishing village at this time.

The situation was completely different from what Merlin had guessed.

Johnson isn't here at all.

The fishing village was not completely slaughtered by the alchemy beasts either.

And in an unexpected state

hijack!

The entire fishing village was hijacked by Democritus and turned into a breeding farm that provided experimental materials at any time.

But Democritus' minions are not alchemy beasts at all, but human beings who are also fishing villages.

The villagers who were originally from the same root are now divided into two camps, the bad guys who are fighting for Democritus, and the villagers who have no resistance and become chopping fish.

All these changes have to start from the very beginning

In rebellion against the wantonness of Democritus, he was driven from the islands of the sea.

Therefore, the fishing village organized a crusade team of more than 100 people, most of whom were fishermen. They wanted to land on the island late at night, and Democritus was caught off guard.

In the end, there was an accident. Democritus was very shrewd, and he had already made preparations to let his alchemy beast hide in the sea, and let the crusade team of more than 100 people be buried in the sea.

However, one man survived, and was caught by Democritus and became a captive.

This person is the blond warrior who led the fishermen to conquer Democritus. He is the guy who just returned to the village and has a very high self-esteem. His name is Mark.

At first, the blond warrior Mark thought he was dead and would be buried in the sea, but when he woke up, he was locked in a cage by Democritus.

Mark suffered many inhuman tortures and human experiments. If he hadn't been a mid-level warrior, he would have died long ago.

In the dark basement, he was frequently injected with inexplicable potions. The endless pain made Mark feel hopeless, and he regretted provoking Democritus, the alchemist.

But on a certain day, Democritus offered Mark a condition of barely being free, at the price of selling the villagers in his fishing village.

Democritus is an alchemist, so he naturally needs various experiments. He is unwilling to use such a low-level thing as a mouse, and he likes to use real humans for experiments.

So with freedom as a condition, let Mark do things for himself, and he needs to transport humans to the islands in the sea 10 times on a regular basis, and use them as experimental mice for himself.

He also helped Mark improve his strength for free. After sending humans 10 times, Democritus gave Mark freedom.

Of course, Democritus was not a fool. In order to prevent Mark from being disobedient, he forcibly injected him with poison, and he would fester and die after an attack.

Every time Mark sends the villagers to the island, he will get part of the antidote, and he needs to obediently complete the tasks assigned by Democritus in order to be completely free.

Suffering from despair, Mark agreed without hesitation, and decided to send the fishermen to Democritus as experimental mice in order to save his own life.

Democritus tempered Mark's body with alchemy potions, giving him an invulnerable body, and his strength was also raised to a high level.

Mark, who was willing to become a running dog of Democritus, used violence to suppress the villagers after returning to the fishing village.

Mark is now a high-level warrior, and this group of villagers couldn't win together, so they could only endure the torture silently.

Mark sent the villagers to the island in the center of the sea in batches, and let them become guinea pigs to die in exchange for the humble antidote to continue their lives.

He also recruited some strong villagers to become his own thugs, working together for Democritus and oppressing the villagers.

The entire fishing village instantly became a slaughterhouse.

There is no way to escape out of the village, as if imprisoned in a cage.

The villagers waited desperately for death, and many of them had already been sent to Democritus' laboratory, narrowly escaped death.

Even the head of the fishing village was among the first to be sent away, probably dead at the hands of Democritus.

At this moment, in the tavern in the fishing village

Mark brought his minions to act recklessly here, eating and drinking for nothing was not enough, and wanted to find some other fun.

Now Mark is fearless, he is the strongest man in the village, he is an invincible existence like a king, no one can do anything to him.

Kill anyone who is not convinced, and grab something you like when you see it.

When you see a beautiful girl, you ride on it to sow seeds.

If anyone dared to resist him, they would all be burned to death.

Mark seems to have changed from a young man who returned to the village to glorify his ancestors to a bastard who raped, plundered, and did all kinds of evil. He wanted the devil more than the devil.

"Bang" a loud noise!

The old tavern owner was pressed hard on the table by Mark, as if he was provoked.

The two strong village thugs next to them had evil smiles on their faces, and it seemed that they hadn't made up their minds.

There are a few blue scales on Mark's face, which makes him look like a skin disease.

This is the price for gaining strength. Democritus used alchemy potions to quench his body, making Mark a half-alchemy beast.

"You...what are you going to do? Money... I'll give you the money, and I'll give you the best wine for free, and...what else do you want from me, an old man?!" The old tavern owner's eyes There is fear in the middle, and the voice is trembling when speaking.

"We don't need these things, we want to entertain and vent our energy that is about to explode, do you understand?" Mark had a grim expression on his face, and he pinched the neck of the old tavern owner harder and harder.

"Pastime? Cough cough!" The old tavern owner was a little out of breath, and his old bones were about to fall apart.

"Yes, where is your little granddaughter? I remember she looks pretty..." Mark showed undisguised greed in his eyes, licking his mouth with his long tongue and saying

"Let her come out to serve, let us have a good time ~"

"Otherwise I'll set fire to your tavern and kill your whole family, hehehe..."

Chapter 3: Monthly Ticket Addition

Now that Mark is in control of the fishing village, he feels that his status is like that of a king. He can do whatever he wants without any obstacles, and he is so happy that he flies.

Because the guys who dared to hinder him were all dead or reduced to guinea pigs and sent to Democritus' laboratory.

Mark's greed was greatly stimulated, and ordinary things could no longer satisfy his desire.

Hearing that the granddaughter of the tavern owner is very good-looking, Mark is naturally lustful and wants to try something new.

The two strong thug villagers next to them suddenly had wretched smiles on their faces, and they couldn't stop laughing.

The old tavern owner stared wide-eyed and looked at Mark in shock. He didn't expect that these bullies came to defile his granddaughter. No wonder they didn't accept the good things he handed over. It turned out that they had other plans.

"Hey! Old man, don't pretend to be dumb, believe it or not, I'll strangle you to death?" Mark showed his sharp fangs, and pressed the old tavern owner on the table, strangling his neck more and more.

"Cough cough...cough!" The tavern owner felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his bones were in severe pain. Even if he struggled desperately, he could not escape Mark's clutches, and his face became more and more like a dead man.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to defeat a high-level fighter, and the power gap is very different. "Hey hey~" Mark let out a burst of strange smiles, bullying these guys made him feel very happy, "Hurry up, tell us what you want Where is the granddaughter hiding? We will let you go, otherwise your scene will be miserable and you will be tortured to death by us."

"You..." The tavern owner said with a strong attitude while struggling feebly, "You bastards, you miss my granddaughter. Even if I die, I won't hand over my granddaughter to you..."

"Hey?" Mark smiled crookedly, his ugly face made people feel terrible, "You guy, you have a lot of backbone? But people like you usually die early~"

"Yeah, you're an old bone, don't you think it's over for you to take care of yourself? We won't kill your granddaughter, it's just for fun."

"That's right, just play around and don't do anything excessive. As for whether your granddaughter will be ruined by us, it depends on luck."

The two thugs echoed by the side, as if they were giving both grace and power, wanting to know the whereabouts of the tavern owner's granddaughter.

"You're daydreaming!" the old tavern owner yelled angrily, and continued, "Anyway, I'm old enough to live. You can kill or cut as you like, but I don't want to touch a hair of my granddaughter!"

"Hahaha..." Mark let out a series of chuckles, and said unscrupulously, "Hey, old man, is it really okay for you to be on guard against me like this? I am the patron saint of the fishing village now. If there is no me in Democris The whole fishing village will be wiped out by the Alchemy Beast, do you know how kind I am to you?"