It was staged, but in fact there is only one true identity - that timid and stupid maid. Anyone who saw the scene just now would think that she was someone with dual or multiple personalities.

Fortunately, adventurers with multiple personalities are not a rare animal.

"Yeah...yeah, there's no way." I wiped the sweat from my forehead and echoed.

"It's difficult to take care of teammates like this, right? But they are really strong. Maybe you can give it a try."

The barbarian patted my shoulder and said with a smile.

"Let's go now, my teammates are still waiting for me."

Then, he casually waved with his back to this side: "By the way, I almost forgot to mention, my team is called Seven Darks Team, you already knew it just now, and I, my name is Tureza, what can I do?

If so, come to Simba Hotel to find it. By the way, I have a message that the hunting operation will start in three or four days, so you might as well take this opportunity to get used to it."

After saying that, he and the other six people disappeared into the thick fog like ghosts.

"Let's go too."

Turning around, I decisively slapped the maid's forehead with a slap in the face. After waking her up, I strode towards the straight street in front of me.

"Hmph, they must be eager to plunder the beauty of the new place. A guy like His Highness could just be kicked to death by ten thousand horses."

Holding Jeluka with a slightly red forehead, she caught up behind her with tears in her eyes and muttered.

It turns out that I am already ten thousand times more powerful than the Duke of Beasts. For some reason, I suddenly felt angry and felt an inexplicable sense of pride in my heart.

Let me see, according to Akara's letter, we should go to the person in charge of the demon fortress area, and then dig out the old drunkard. Anyway, that old woman must be selling drunk in some bar now.

wrong.

"Let me take a look, and I remember that I was asked to find a blacksmith named Glio. What is the relationship between this guy and Helb from the Demon Fortress in the First World? Brothers? Enemies? Friends? The two names look really similar when compared.

My balls hurt. This is it.

In the gray fortress full of medieval style, after many rounds and many trips, we finally found Glio's blacksmith shop. We were able to do blacksmith business in a place where dwarves hang out. It shows that this guy does have some skills.

.

There was only a huge training furnace outside the shop door, and some hammer tools that were thrown aside, but the Glio people were not there. When I looked inside the shop, I suddenly heard the familiar sound of someone wanting to hit someone.

"Thanks to the presence of Your Majesty the Elder, the Demon Fortress can survive the greatest crisis."

"Wherever, this is my responsibility."

"Oh, yes, yes, I have a jar of good wine here. Elder, would you like some drinks?"

"I appreciate your kindness, but I still have important responsibilities."

Am...are my ears hallucinating?

At this moment, my mood was as full of shock and disbelief as if I saw Fini picking up gold coins on the road.

"Oh, it's Mr. Wu's breath. It seems it's already here. Why don't you come in?"

The greeting from the voice just now came from inside, and with mechanical steps, I walked into the room inside the shop step by step. I saw a bearded man with a stiff smile and almost collapsed. Then, there was the man with his back to me.

, the back with burgundy hair and cape looks like the hero who just appeared in the anime.

"Wu, you are finally here."

After posing fully, the guy turned around and showed the gentle smile of an elder.

“Ahhhh————!!”

In an instant, I covered my eyes and screamed, rolling on the ground, blinding my dog ​​eyes. How could that old drunkard and that old woman show such a disgusting smile? Do you believe it? I would rather believe that the three

The devil will suddenly realize and run to farm!!

"Oops, Wu, what's wrong with you? There's sand in your eyes? Let me blow them out for you."

The old drunkard walked up with a disgusting smile, lifted me up without any explanation, turned his back to Glio, raised two fingers and touched my eyes...

"Ouch ouch ouch————!!"

This time, I screamed in pain, bleeding, and my eyes were bleeding. This bastard... this old woman, actually... However, this is her style. Despite the pain, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the serious old drunkard just now was really creepy. Compared to the mental torture, the pain from his eyes was nothing at all.

The old drunkard forced him down on the chair. He turned around, his eyes glowing with an almost evil light.

"Glio, let me introduce to you. This is Elder Wu Fan, who will be the next person to defend the Demon Fortress on my behalf."

"Yes, is that so? Elder Kasha has worked really hard."

Under Kasha's gaze, Glio was trembling like a mouse cornered by a cat.

"Wherever I am, it is only my duty to serve the people. Whenever I think of such a great task on my shoulders, the blood on my body can't help but boil. Yes, love, peace, justice and glory will be with each other.

The alliance is with us."

Like a passionate male protagonist under the sunset on the beach, Kasha stepped on the rock (chair), facing the oncoming huge waves, and preached passionately.

Looking at the tall, completely abnormal figure of the old drunkard in the sunset, Greo and I were like two stones on the beach, cowering in a corner with our teeth chattering tremblingly.

"This guy, his head was hit by a stone?"

I pointed at the old drunkard who was still making ardent declarations and asked secretly.

Glio shook his head.

"That means it was caught by the door?"

Greo still shook his head.

"You must have eaten something strange." I clapped my hands.

"No, in short, it's great that you arrived in time, Elder Fan. Otherwise, facing Elder Kasha like this, I would really have collapsed."

Greo said with a tearful tone, what could have happened that could make such a big man cry? Thinking back to my blind behavior just now, I suddenly felt the same.

"That's right, in order to implement love and justice, no matter how hard you work, in order to create a paradise of peace, it doesn't matter if you dye your armor red. For the glory of the alliance, you will have no hesitation even if you sacrifice yourself. For 5,000 gold coins, for until

On God’s birthday, you can eat, drink and have fun as much as you want. Even if you endure it and don’t drink for a while, then... Guwa~~~wine~~~~wine~~~~"

When we saw the word "wine" mentioned, we immediately felt like a fish out of water, clutching our own throats and rolling around on the floor. An old drunkard who was constantly struggling between reason and desire. Greo and I couldn't help but look away.

Outside the window.

This old woman has completely exposed her ugly purpose.

"Come on, Glio, write down what you just said, put it on a piece of paper, and let me take it back."

Suddenly he stood up straight from the ground like a zombie, his eyes were bloodshot, and he staggered to Glio. The old drunkard put a piece of white paper and a long gun in front of Glio.

"Hey, you are threatening, I want to tell Grandma Akara." I protested dissatisfied.

"Wu boy, shut up, you saw me threatening Greo with that eye."

"I saw it with both eyes, you saw it, you bastard!!"

"Forget it, Elder Kasha has indeed done an outstanding job in the past half month."

Greo said with a wry smile on the side, and wrote something on the paper, stamped it after a while, and handed it to the old drunkard.

"Well, that's good."

The old drunkard took one look, nodded his head hummingly, then suddenly his eyes widened and he began to murmur.

"Could it be said that... we are finally liberated?"

He raised his head suddenly, and his bloodshot eyes scanned the entire room, finally stopping on the jar of wine that Glio took out. In the silent room, a huge gulping sound sounded.

Then, whoosh, no one saw how the old drunkard disappeared. In short, she and the altar disappeared into the room.

"We...did we let a beast out of its cage?" I said to myself as I looked out the door.

The entire demon fortress may be trembling for the old drunkard who has been thirsty for half a month.

"At least...it's better than locking her in the same cage as myself."

Greo thought for a moment and gave a very meaningful answer.

"Elder of the Alliance, Druid Wu Fan."

"The person in charge of the Demon Fortress, Blacksmith Glio."

The men who had experienced the "battlefield" together held their hands together and laughed.

"Don't worry, that guy won't be happy for long." Suddenly remembering something, I clapped my hands happily.

"That guy owed almost 5,000 gold coins in drinking money at the bar in the camp. I understand what Grandma Akara meant. In the end, she still couldn't get almost a penny."

After a few gloating laughs, I continued.

"Also, after being liberated from the mission, that guy has completely indulged himself and will definitely owe a lot of wine money at the Demon Fortress. Therefore, even if Grandma Akara agrees to do so from the completion of the mission to the birthday of the god,

, give her a holiday, and she will have to continue to accept orders in order to repay the money."

"Tall, Great Elder Akara is really tall."

After hearing this, Greo couldn't help but show admiration in his eyes. That old fox had simply calculated every move of the old drunkard.

"By the way, didn't that guy come to your place to sell equipment?"
To be continued...