The Unemployed Demon Lord

"Go north~" Chris imitated her father, echoing in a childish voice.

Little Johnson, who was a road idiot, blushed, turned around stiffly, lowered his head and walked towards the north: "I know!"

"You still need to tell me?!"

"Call~, mind your own business...

Next to a secluded tavern somewhere in the town, this place is different from the messy tavern full of mercenaries, it looks much more formal, and only accepts traveling businessmen.

But there are still a few idle mercenaries chatting around the tavern. They are distressed because they haven't hunted their favorite monsters. Can't afford it.

The skinny mercenary: "Yeah, I'm also envious of other mercenaries spending their days and nights.

Fatty mercenary: "No, we have to find a way to make some money.

The skinny mercenary: "What's going on? The forest of monsters is not safe these days. Now is the season of the annual monster wave. The city guards are on standby. Those monsters are even more vicious than usual!

Fatty mercenary: "It's very dangerous now, but for the two of us, isn't it an opportunity to make a fortune? Don't forget, many high-level monsters usually sleep forever, and those monsters will wake up and become active when the monster tide comes. We find a way to get one vote, enough to feed us for three years!"

Skinny mercenary: "Isn't this...too dangerous? Warcraft come and go frequently at night, maybe you will meet a group of them."

Fatty mercenary: "What are you afraid of? Based on our experience, we can easily avoid a large number of monsters. Our goal is to make a big deal! Go directly to hunt high-level monsters.

Skinny mercenary: "Hunting Gao... Our strength is not enough, it will be very dangerous.

Fatty mercenary: "Yesterday I used all my belongings to buy a high-level magic scroll.

The skinny mercenary: "What!? You bought a high-level magic scroll? It's the first time I see you so willing to spend money."

Fatty mercenary: "This time we must succeed, as long as we hunt and kill high-level monsters, we will make a sure profit without losing money, but we must find a way to attract high-level monsters.

Thin mercenary: "General baits have limited effect on monsters, but monsters like to eat babies very much, and they will appear when they smell it.

This is Merlin walking towards this quiet pub with a bag of fresh apples in his left hand and Chris in his right hand.

"Chris, what do you want to drink when you go in later?"

"I will drink whatever father drinks!"

"Naughty, you can only drink milk, and you can't add ice..."

The pair of fat and thin mercenaries withdrew their gazes; they glanced at each other.

The two were silent, and the evil thoughts in their hearts were just about to move...

Prologue 3 of the Adventurer Tournament, Volume [-]: An Uneasy Night (Gagen)

This tavern for businessmen to stay overnight looks exceptionally clean. The first floor is a place for guests to drink and chat, and the second floor is a room for people to rest.

The owner of the tavern is a bearded uncle with a full face, he looks fierce, and clearly stated that mercenaries are not allowed to enter his shop, otherwise his legs will be discounted.

Merlin booked a room first, and then brought Chris downstairs for a drink.

He gently put Chris on the stool next to him, and snapped his fingers. "A glass of beer, a glass of hot milk."

"Wait a minute." The tavern owner got busy, glanced at Merlin, and saw that he was still with a one or two-year-old child, and suddenly felt a little curious. "Then...boss, why don't you accept mercenaries here?" Merlin asked curiously.

"I used to be a mercenary. I know the virtues of mercenaries best." The tavern owner said fiercely, lighting up his strong arms to prove that he had held a knife.

"...Merlin scratched his cheeks, and a few black lines ran down his forehead, thinking that the mercenaries were really a mixed bag and lacked management.

Little Chris blinked her big eyes at the tavern owner's beard, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle's beard is so scary!"

"Chris, don't talk nonsense." Merlin reminded in a low voice.

"It's really scary... Chris poked her two fingers aggrieved.

"Oh? Really?" The tavern owner stroked his beard subconsciously, then blushed and said embarrassingly, "It's impossible to survive in a town full of mercenaries without being a bit aggressive."

"Please don't mind, she's still a child..." Merlin said shyly, thinking that one day he would use this sentence to morally kidnap others.

"It's okay, Tongyan Wuji." The tavern owner handed Merlin beer, doubled the hot milk for Chris, and finally gave a piece of cream cake with cherries on top, "Little guy, this is It's for you.

"Isn't that bad?" Merlin said in surprise, he didn't like to accept other people's kindness casually.

"It's okay, this child is cute, I instinctively want to make her happy, I hope your Excellency will not refuse." The tavern owner said lightly.

Merlin looked at Chris next to her, and saw that her eyes were shining, and she was overwhelmed by the beautiful cream cake in front of her without eating, "Thank you?

Chris raised her head in a sensible manner, and the dull hair on her head shook happily, "Thank you uncle, I feel that uncle is not so scary anymore, he is a gentle...

The tavern owner smiled and said nothing. X turned around and continued to work on his own affairs.

"You little witty ghost." Merlin touched Chris's head, thinking that this child is very ghostly. He used to think that people were ugly, and he would praise others for their gentleness when he was given a piece of candy. ,Um!Like Alice!

It was the first time for Chrissy to eat a cream cake, and it felt like it melted in the mouth and was extremely sweet. The whole person was so excited by the taste, "It's so delicious! Dad, can I eat this every day from now on?"

"Pfft!" Merlin spat out the beer he had just drank, and said with a serious face, "No, this kind of thing will make you fat like a pig, and then mom and dad won't be able to hug you.

"...Kris was taken aback suddenly, fell into hesitation, struggled hard in her heart, and even revealed the essence of drama at a young age: "This sweet and fragrant thing is evil!Chris can't eat, or Mom and Dad won't be able to hug you! "

"But...it's very delicious. It's a pity to miss it. My mother said, don't waste food!"

"If you eat it, you will turn into a piglet, and if you don't eat it, you will waste food. Chris is in so much pain, Mingming...".

Merlin looked at Chris with great interest. This little guy was caught in self-contradiction and looked silly and cute.

Chris really wanted to listen to what her parents had to say, but she couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, so she sneaked a glance at Merlin and blinked her eyes.

Merlin laughed, thinking that this little guy would find a good-sounding reason for himself, so thick... Mmm!It's my baby "Eat slowly, after eating, go upstairs to sleep, and it is estimated that I will be home in two days.

Chris looked. She was already very hungry, and she was a bit wolfish. In order not to let her father worry about her, she had to hold back even if she was hungry, but she couldn't hide it when her stomach called.

Merlin saw "little Chris' hungry look, and felt a bit of sadness in his heart - I am really unqualified as a father, if it were Alice, would I be better at taking care of children than myself?"

Merlin began to pay attention to the other guests in the tavern, there were three of them in total, "two businessmen dressed in dusty clothes, chatting, the other was drinking in the corner, looking very mysterious, wearing a windbreaker and keeping his hat down very low People can't see the face clearly.

Tall businessman: "Oh! Don't mention it, it's the season of monsters happening frequently recently, and business is not easy. There are always monsters running out of the forest to attack caravans in the middle of the night. Without strong guards, who dares to walk at night ?'

The short businessman: "Who says it's not? My apples are all rotten in the warehouse, it's a shame!"

Tall businessman: "It is estimated that after this month, the group of monsters will be quiet. Recently, none of the guards in the town dare to sleep, and they are always watching for any monsters coming."

The short businessman: "Recently, we should stay in the town honestly, and if we go out, we will lose our lives.

Tall businessman: "Actually, the town is not very safe, especially at night."

Short businessman: "Why?"

Tall businessman: "Warcraft are most active at night, and it's still in season for the tide of monsters. These monsters are all fierce."

The short businessman: "What are you afraid of? The walls of this town are very thick, and there are many guards stationed there, so you can't get in.

The tall businessman: "Not necessarily. I recently heard that there are holy monsters active in the forest. It's terrifying. Many mercenaries have been eaten to the bone."

The short businessman: "Is the news accurate? This is not a joke. The existence of such a terrifying holy-rank monster usually won't come out of the forest.

The tall businessman: "Now is the season of the monster wave, who knows what will happen? To be honest, I secretly wrote the suicide note. Merlin listened to the conversation between the two merchants, and his attention was gradually attracted. , did not notice the little Chris next to her.

A dirty puppy sneaked in from outside the tavern, and came to Chris's feet, wagging its tail in favor.

"Huh? Dog...

Chris looked down, showing a curious expression, and saw that she was trying to feed the little piece of cake she had left to the puppy.

The puppy devoured it voraciously, even licking the plate clean, and did not forget to lick Chris's little hand to express his gratitude.

Chris is smiling, she likes small animals very much, and feels that she has done a great deed, and her mother will praise her for being caring when she returns home.

The puppy didn't stay long, and left the tavern straight away, no longer getting close to Chris.

Little Chris suddenly became unhappy. Driven by curiosity, she climbed off the stool and quietly chased the little wild dog out of the tavern...

Since Chris was a child, not only Merlin, but even the two businessmen and bosses didn't notice her leaving.

Only the mysterious man in the windbreaker who was drinking in the corner raised his head, revealing the gleaming mithril adventurer certificate on his neck.

Region: Manchester

Name: Andrea Chikatilo

Occupation: Half-elf magister

Prologue 4 of the Adventurer Tournament, Volume [-], Uneasiness Spreads

"Dog, dog, wait for me~"

Chris chased the little wild dog and left the remote tavern without Merlin knowing.

At a young age, she has a very playful heart, and she is powerless against small animals such as cats, cats and dogs.

Suddenly, two mercenaries rushed out from a dark corner, blocked Chris's way, and looked at her with malicious eyes.

Chris immediately tensed up, being stared at by two menacing-looking adults, she felt fear in her heart.

"Hey, what did I say? Children are easy to deceive, and it's easy to catch them."

The fat mercenary took out a bone and threw it to the little wild dog not far away as a reward for it.

The fat mercenary's usual leftovers were basically fed to the little wild dog. Over time, the wild dog regarded the mercenary as its master and obeyed his orders.

The thin mercenary grinned, gave the fat mercenary a thumbs up, and said in praise.

"Awesome, this dog is not in vain, haha..."

"..." Chris had an ominous premonition, turned her head and ran into the tavern, calling out, "Dad! Huh!?"

The skinny mercenary had quick eyes and quick hands, and caught her before Chris asked for help, and gagged her tightly, "Run? I finally tricked you out, little guy, how could I let you go back?

"Uh!!!" Chris struggled continuously, and could only make a slight hum, the voice for help could not reach Merlin's ears at all.

The skinny mercenary raised his head and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Do you still need to ask? Go out of the city at night, and then go straight to the forest of monsters." The fat mercenary looked at his companion and whispered, using this kid as bait, he will soon attract high-level monsters. If one dies, you and I can have a good time..."

In the tavern, two businessmen kept talking about the dangerous World of Warcraft forest and worried about the safety of the current town.

Merlin listened with relish, and secretly sighed in his heart that it was really not the right time, just in time for the season when monsters were raging.

It's better to go to bed early and take Chris away from this place...