Chapter 1027 -

Having said that, I have traveled across the entire continent several times and the only people who can eat and digest skull biscuits are little ghosts. After thinking about it, I wisely gave up this and all the organs involved from teeth to vagina.

Unforgettable thoughts.

Jeluka is obviously a patriotic and racist person. In the original world, it is estimated that all the electrical appliances and furniture in the house are domestically produced. If the rice is not domestically produced, he would rather starve to death than cooperate with the enemy. Let me put it bluntly.

She also failed to convince her that there was something wrong with the skull biscuit. Instead, she was forced to try again in a deserted place by those eyes filled with aggrieved water.

At this point, I gave up and stopped complaining about the principled issue of who is the master and who is the maid. Principles and all that are just a cloud in front of the beautiful elf girl. My heart is bleeding. I am doing this.

He gave himself a thumbs up with a hearty smile, and then gave it a thumbs down.

In the deserted alley, Jeluka and I looked around like thieves in daylight. After making sure that no one was nearby, Jeluka put on the skull biscuit again.

There was no movement.

"Haha, let me tell you, it definitely failed just now."

Showing a winner's smile, I looked down at Jeluka with pity. Patriotism is not wrong, but if you put the fruit in the refrigerator and open it the next day, you will find that the fruit has been cooked, and you still insist that you are wrong.

If you buy an oven as a refrigerator, you'd be a fool.

By the way, I have never mistakenly bought AA batteries for AA batteries.

Jeluka pursed her lips a little stubbornly, took off the skull biscuit without giving up, shook it a few times, and put it back on.

"Duluduluduludulu~~~~~~~~~~~"

The same dazzling white light and loud alarm sounds as at the time of the teleportation array.

"Look, that's right."

Quickly taking off the skull biscuit, Jeluka proudly raised her fair chin.

"..."

No, if something needs to be shaken vigorously before it can work properly, it is already a defective product in its own sense...

Seeing that Jeluka's proud appearance concealed a pitiful and prodigal appearance, I refrained from complaining.

but why……

The dazzling white light and the huge alarm, if they are all true, it would be incredible. How many crystal fragments were found to trigger such a strong alarm?

Could it be said that the demon fortress has been corroded to this extent? There are so many demonic conspiracies hidden in the bustling and bustling scene?

You say... do I believe in the alliance's defense system? Or do I believe in a mere pirated skull cookie?

Isn’t the answer obvious? Asshole!!

"Jeluka, bring that thing over here." I said coldly.

"Do...what?"

Suddenly stunned by my serious look, Jeluka froze and subconsciously handed over the skull biscuits slowly.

"Waste utilization."

I made an action of throwing a discus, and I could make my final contribution to promoting the National Movement. This broken piece of iron is worth it in this life.

"I think His Royal Highness should consider how to throw himself out first."

The little hand that was handed over shrank, and Jeluka glared at me angrily. This is too much. Are you saying that I am more useless than this piece of iron? If the plot unfolds according to the plot pattern in knight novels, I will save the world in the future.

, the existence that died with the Great Demon King amidst the tears of countless people. If you say this, the Great Demon King will cry, and you will ask why I, a great Demon King, have to die with a guy who is not even as good as breaking a discus. Isn’t this true?

Are you an idiot holding a non-combustible trash can and fucking together?

Still unwilling to give up, Jeluka put on the skull biscuit again and did not call the police this time. However, she seemed to have doubts and walked a few steps from east to south and from south to north... Sorry, I lied. In fact, I

There is no distinction between east, west and north at all. I just say it to suit the atmosphere. In short, it is a small circle.

Then, standing at a certain point, the alarm sounded loudly. After less than a second, it suddenly disappeared again. Then, without waiting for us to react, it sounded again and disappeared again. It repeated several times and finally calmed down.

"Look, isn't this broken?"

I looked at the skull biscuit with pity instead. I understand, I know its feelings very well. It is because it is dissatisfied with an owner like Jeluka, so it chooses to protest in blood and tears in this devilish way.

"No problem tracking the magic device!!"

Jeluka grabbed my lapel and shook it desperately. What is this, violent force?

I tried to calm her down and coughed a few times.

"Okay, okay, let's assume that if there is nothing wrong with this skull cookie, what exactly happened?"

"First." I pointed at my index finger.

"The siren sound, even during the hunting operation, is not one-tenth as intense as it is now. According to our previous experience, it means that within a radius of more than ten kilometers, that is, within the demon fortress, there are so many hidden things

Unbelievable crystal fragments.”

"It's not ruled out that it's a few extremely powerful crystal fragments." Jeluka added.

"That's right."

I clapped my hands. If this was the case, it was really possible. The alliance's defense system was not a funnel. How could it allow so many terrible crystal fragments to penetrate into the interior? But if there were just a few, they might not be discovered.

And if these crystal fragments contain terrifying power, they are indeed enough to mess up the entire demon fortress, which is very consistent with the enemy's way of thinking.

Moreover, looking at the alarm method just now, if it is a huge number of crystal fragments, it means that such a huge number left the search range of the pirate tracker at the same time and appeared at the same time. This is simply impossible, unless all of them

The crystal fragments were gathered together and put in some bag and dangled around.

Compared to this possibility, I would rather believe that there are only a few crystal fragments... No, even if there are a few crystal fragments, it cannot be so coincidental that the alarm sounds and stops, stops and sounds again. Could it be said that... there are only

One?

Ah...ah hahaha, how is this possible? Although it does make sense to say that there is only one crystal shard for this kind of thing, but if you think about it carefully, the alarm of the skull biscuit keeps ringing.

It shows that the distance of the crystal fragment is between its maximum search line. Such a long distance has already caused the alarm to be so intense. Then isn't this crystal fragment very amazing? Maybe, Bikulast

Is the skeleton dance master who has lost his temper even more powerful?

How is this possible? How can the same event happen twice?

I laughed, but my smile gradually became stiff.

Well, with this heaven-defying combination of quasi-tragedy emperor + trouble-attracting physique, nothing is impossible. Even if a World Power-level opponent comes over directly, I can only accept it.

Jeluka's face doesn't look very good either. From what I can imagine, she must have noticed it earlier.

"Say... maybe it's really broken."

She took off the skull biscuit like this and kept shaking it and murmuring. Sure enough, compared to patriotism, the immediate crisis is more practical. Moreover, boycotting non-domestic rice because of patriotism will not hesitate to starve to death, and buying domestic rice because of patriotism.

Food being poisoned are two completely different and even opposite things.

"No, maybe it's possible."

The situation was completely reversed. When Jeluka's cowardly nature was acting up and she was about to bury her head in the sand, I stood up and spoke firmly, rather than believe her.

"Even if the possibility is only one in 10,000, we can't let it go. We must investigate. It seems that we can't leave today."

Seeing Jeluka's cute look with her mouth slightly puffed up, I couldn't help laughing and slapped her on the head.

So, we postponed our move to the Plains of Despair and began to search along the sirens. To be honest, this process was not smooth. The beeping sirens and flashing lights were too eye-catching to be possible.

There are always so many deserted convenience alleys for us to search. How to endure the strange looks from others is indeed a problem.

"I hope no strange rumors will spread because of this."

I sighed in frustration and repeated the action of pulling down the brim of my cloak and hat, trying to block the all-pervasive gaze from around me. The timid Jeluka was even more pitiful. Not only did she wrap herself up with her cloak early, but she also

Her body was almost pressed against my back, and through the thick cloak and clothes, I could feel her trembling body under these gazes.

I just hoped that things would not turn out to be the opposite and drive her crazy. After glaring at the people around me and getting rid of all the strange looks, I sighed again.

Despite this, Jeluka still meticulously put on skull biscuits at regular intervals to detect the target's specific location and see if it had moved to other directions. Even if it could not find a remote and uninhabited corner, facing the street

Her piercing gaze was so fearful and resistant, but she didn't deliberately cut corners because of it. I admire her a little.

Thanks to Jeluka's hard work, the hard work paid off, and the alarm sounded louder and louder. It seemed that we were not far from the target - if this skull biscuit was not broken.

"How...how could...?!"

When we finally found our target, we discovered that God had played a huge joke on us.

No matter how many times Jeluka tried, the target was always on a dirty, thin child.

That's right, it's the guy who we met a few times and dared to say that the gentle smiling face I drew was a bear.

"Um……"

Jeluka and I were deep in thought, then we clapped our hands and spoke in unison.

"Sure enough, this thing is malfunctioning."

"Although I really want to kick His Highness the Prince, it seems that this is indeed the case."

Even Jeluka had to agree to this fact, on the premise of giving me a kick.

How could a thin child, an orphan who could even be bullied by civilian children, be the host of a crystal shard with huge energy?
To be continued...