The Unemployed Demon Lord

Now that you have become the hope in the eyes of others, you have to bear the corresponding responsibilities, that's all!

Alice thought firmly in her heart, shuttled through the rainy night, came to the gate of the village, and suddenly stopped, as if she had discovered something.

In the center of the continent is a dark, what appears to be a charred corpse.

It wasn't this that caught Alice's attention, but the little silver plaque that shone around that man's neck—Adventurer Proof!

Alice walked over curiously, feeling that this person was already dead, so she pulled off the adventurer proof necklace and took a closer look.

Area: Bainbridge.

Name: Hobson Smith.

Occupation: Swordsman.

On the small signboard of the brave man's certificate, the information of the deceased has been almost explained.

"Irish adventurer? To come to Wales so far away to carry out a mission..."

Alice sighed, looking at the corpse on the ground was inevitably a little sentimental, and silently clutched the adventurer's certificate tightly.

After all, he is a fellow adventurer, so the inexplicable death here is helpless.

Adventurers are like this, a profession where romanticism and tragedy coexist, and while being free and unrestrained, there are also dangers.

Alice decided to take Smith's Adventurer's Proof to Wrexham and ship it to Denmark.

Adventurers' guilds are spread all over the world, but their headquarters is in Copenhagen, Denmark. There is a cemetery dedicated to the souls of adventurers. In fact, there is nothing in it, only a towering tree.

It is difficult for the dead adventurers to bring their bodies back. There is no commemorative thing, let alone a tombstone. Only the adventurer proves this small commemorative plaque, engraved with their names forever.

When he died, his colleagues helped to bring back the small sign, and then hung it on the towering tree in the adventurer's mausoleum as a souvenir, receiving the baptism of the rising sun every day.

Alice didn't like to do such a thing, because every adventurer proved to be a very heavy thing to leave the master.

She stood up slowly, although a little sentimental, but there are more important things to do, now is not the time to be sentimental.

Alice turned around and was about to leave when she suddenly felt someone grab her heels.

She turned her head, and the corpse on the ground seemed to move, her hands tightly grasping her shoes.

Alice broke out in a cold sweat, thinking it was some kind of undead magic, but then realized that Smith on the ground might still be alive?

"Are you okay?"

"Hey! Wake up!"

"Hold on! Someone will come to save you!"

Alice kept calling Smith, not to make him lose consciousness, otherwise he would definitely die.

Smith was burned all over, like a rotting corpse, constantly washed by the rain, and his state was in a precarious state. It was not for Alice's call, and his consciousness might have been lost directly.

He managed to open his eyes slightly, and saw a golden necklace swinging around, which was Alice's adventurer certificate.

Area: Wrexham.

Name: Alice Clodia.

Occupation: Magic Swordsman.

"Yellow...golden adventurer..."

Smith's eyes widened, full of horror, as if there was hope for life.

A golden adventurer means that the silver-haired girl in front of her is very strong, so her fiancé may be saved!

Smith is still more worried about his fiancée than himself.

Smith dragged his broken body, grabbed Alice's wrist, and said with tears.

"Love... Miss Alice, please help me, please..."

"Eh!?" Alice was taken aback, she had more important things to do, but let's just listen to it, "Tell me what to do, I will do my best."

"Thank you, Master Alice, a few days ago, our three-person team entered the back mountain..."

Smith told everything about the past few days, as well as what happened to his fiancée. Alice also learned the specific information about the goblin lair and the location of the hostages from him.

This information is very important, Alice can save people more efficiently, without bumping around in the goblin's lair like a headless chicken.

Alice speculated that the villagers and the magician were locked together because they were all slaves who were dedicated to the Goblin Emperor.

"So Alice, please save my fiancée! I know my request is rude, but I can't help it, so... so please give me a little mercy..."

Smith knelt on the ground and buried his face in the dirty soil, as if deliberately punishing himself, showing his incompetence and weakness to the fullest.

"Please raise your head up. As an adventurer, you cannot be without dignity. I have heard your request. Don't worry, I will rescue your fiancée." Alice couldn't refuse, and she agreed seriously, just in time to save the villagers and rescuers. Smith's fiancée can do it together.

"Thank you, Lady Alice, I...I don't even know how to repay your kindness..." Smith burst into tears, crying in the rain.

"It's simple..."

Alice patted Smith on the shoulder, causing a layer of ice to form on his body instantly.

It's not an injury, but it will ease the pain of Smith's burns and keep him going.

"Master Alice..." Smith was a little dazed.

"The best reward is to live, don't give up, don't you want to go back to your hometown to get married with your fiancée?" Alice smiled and said seriously, "So you must live, otherwise all the hard work will be in vain. If you hold on a little longer, the villagers will come to rescue you."

It was the first time in Smith's life that he admired someone. Alice's smile seemed to drive away the night and cold, and her long silver hair was more beautiful than the Milky Way in midsummer.

"What's your fiancée's name?" Alice asked.

"Aphra Sehir..." Smith replied.

"This..." Alice held Smith's silver adventurer certificate, the necklace dangled and shone with silver light, she said firmly

"Your adventurer certificate will be returned to you by Cecil himself."

Chapter 74:

Alice left after speaking, facing the pattering rain.

"Master Alice, the Goblin Emperor is a strong man of the holy rank, and there is a huge gap in strength, so be careful! Please come back safely..."

Smith's voice came from behind, but Alice didn't look back, but disappeared from his vision.

I know there is a huge disparity in strength.

But so what?Would you rather die than save people?

Are you kidding me, they are all expecting me, how can I keep my eyes on the sidelines.

In the swamp of death, that bastard once said something to me

"Mediocre people should be down-to-earth and recognize themselves."

This sentence, no matter what, I will not agree with it.

No one is willing to be mediocre, so it requires constant challenges and hard work.

As it is now, I know that I am likely to be defeated by a holy rank powerhouse.

But if you shrink back, won't you be hit by that bastard?

So can't give up, I have to

Light the flame of hope in despair!

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Underground Goblin Palace.

The Goblin Emperor looked at the captured female villagers and thought they were pretty good.

"Catch them to the cell at the back, and enjoy them one by one after I take a shower at night."

The servants pulled them away with iron chains, and Martha was among them, but she didn't dare to resist much. At this time, she was a little embarrassed, and her son Henry was all on her mind.

Gargamel, as a hero, stood respectfully below.

The Goblin Emperor smiled and said in a muffled voice.

"Gargamel, you did a good job this time, what reward do you want?"

"Your Majesty, I don't need rewards. It is my honor to serve the king." Gargamel said very pleasantly.

"As expected of the prime minister, the person I trust the most." The Goblin Emperor's big nose twitched several times, obviously very happy.

"Thank you for your Majesty's trust." Gargamel lowered his posture very low.

"Since there's nothing else to do, you can step back. I'm going to take a shower and prepare to enjoy new prey." The Goblin Emperor waved his hand, and the gemstone ring on his hand was extremely shining.

"Yes."

After Gargamel stepped back, he didn't rush to sleep.

Instead, he ordered the soldiers to stay up all night to guard the entrance of the underground palace.

And he himself was watching at the entrance of the cave, and a few subordinates next to him asked puzzledly, "Lord Gargamel, why did you send extra people at the entrance today?"

"Human beings are emotional animals. We have kidnapped so many of them. As I expected, many villagers will come to snatch them tonight, so we will send more people to ambush them and wait for them to fall into the trap." Gargamel said. Said with confidence, it seems that everything has been foreseen.

"Tall~, it's really tall! As expected of Lord Gargamel, who knows things like a god~" The subordinate gave a thumbs up and sent a series of flattery.

Gargamel smiled very happily. As a big celebrity beside the emperor, he will unify Wales in the future. One person will be under one person, and he will be above tens of thousands of people. It's so cool~

Suddenly the guards outside started to commotion, as if they found something?

Gargamel walked over suspiciously and asked, "What's going on? What's the matter?"

"My lord, it seems that something is coming?" The goblin guard pointed in one direction.

Gargamel looked in the direction, because the night and the rain made it difficult to see clearly, a white figure was approaching at a high speed

"That is……"

"Warcraft in the forest?"

"wrong!"

"It's that silver-haired Ice Demon Swordsman!"