"The out-of-favorite lady is visiting a castle of a demon lord." Lancelo said hesitantly, "I'm not sure if a powerful existence like you will be welcomed directly over."

"How is this demon lord's attitude towards losing favor?" The man did not get angry, but just looked at the other party calmly.

“Very respectful.”

"Then I won't have any problems."

"I need your promise." Lancelo tried hard to overcome the fear in his heart and said firmly, "promise you will not do anything unfavorable to that demon lord, or to that town."

Everyone was stunned by Lancelo's courage, but Anonymous just narrowed his eyes, looked at the knight in front of him and his companions behind him, and then smiled.

"I'm a person who doesn't like to cause trouble, and no one takes the initiative to mess with me." He looked at the group of friends who fought side by side with an almost nostalgic look, "Can we go, right?"

"Thank you for your understanding." Lancelo breathed a long sigh and took out the amulet with the emblem of Shuangqiao Town from his arms. But he suddenly remembered something again and said to the man awkwardly, "Wait a moment, give me a minute."

"What's wrong?" The man covered in scars looked at him strangely. The flame demon showed patience far beyond ordinary demons.

"Collect the spoils." Lancelo smiled awkwardly, took out the giant sword glacier, and quickly pried the cage out of the car, and used the ability of the dimensional bag to zoom the items to fill the entire metal cage.

"These are all pure gold," explained the dwarf on the side. "Great forging materials. Do you need new weapons or armor?"

"I used to have a partner like this." Anonymous pointed to the skull in Bruto's arms, who had just given him by Lancelo and was still in a coma. "They were far more stubborn than they seemed, and would not die so easily."

"I hope so." Bruto sighed, "This guy was like crazy just now, and suddenly rushed towards the Demon of the Deep Demon, as if he had seen some enemy."

At this time, Lancelo had already collected the cage made of pure gold. As for the weapons held by the mercenaries, they quickly became corrupted with the death of the devil. They had no value for collection. He did not plan to search for his wallets one by one. Who knew what kind of trouble would come to him if he stayed for a while.

"Everyone will catch me."

He said, holding the amulet given by Tijana, and then everyone stretched out their hands and grabbed his arm or belt.

Anonymous also stretched out his hand and just put it on his shoulder. Although there was no discomfort, Lancelo still felt the volcanic heat in the other person's body.

"My body is a Barolo flame demon after all." The scarred man seemed to know what Lancelot thought and smiled softly at him.

Lancelo calmed down and whispered the name of the Succubus Lord to the emblem of Shuangqiao Town in an almost inaudible voice.

"Tijana,Tijana,Tijana..."

The magic contained in the emblem was triggered by his whisper. In an instant, Lancelo felt as if he had lost his weight. The surrounding scene instantly turned into countless highlights, and then reorganized into a new scene, and the weight also returned to his body.

He found himself standing in the throne hall of Tijana Castle, where the succubus lord and her six-armed snake demon generals were still studying the surrounding situation in front of the sand table. Lancelo glanced and found that there were only a few slight changes on it.

"Ah, Lancero, you guys..." Tijana noticed the fluctuations of teleportation magic in advance, but her face suddenly changed. She stared at the Anonymous standing beside her and asked in a cold tone: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"You can call me Anonymous." The man covered in scars looked at the succubus lord in front of him with interest, not caring about the hostility she showed. "It seems that he had mentioned you to me, I came to find her."

"Anonymous?" Tijana looked even more surprised, but another voice of equally surprised rang out:

"General?"

Lancelo turned his head and found that it was Iados who made a sound. The taciturn Sheep-Head Demon, who had always been silent, seemed to recognize the Anonymous, with a look of awe on his face.

"I remember you, Jados." Anonymous smiled, "I'm glad to find you're alive."

Iados suddenly straightened his hunched back, and his right fist hit his left chest hard. Lancelo guessed that it was some special way of paying homage.

"Iados, is this the general you have been referring to?" Tijana asked the Sheephead Demon, who nodded with excitement. Her eyes swept across the scars on the Anonymous body and hesitated, "I have heard the lady in the infatuated state have mentioned your name, but you are not..."

“A lot of things happened.”

The Anonymous did not give any further explanation, and Tijana had no intention of continuing to ask. She turned to another strange face and asked:

"Then are you the target of rescue this time?"

Although Elotishiya is a paladin, most of her life is spent as a demon, so she did not show too strong hostility, but instead kept looking at Tijana curiously.

"I am." She nodded in a humble and arrogant manner, "I have heard of your name for a long time, the pearl on the banks of the Styx, the great Lord Tijana."

"Every part of you is there. It seems that my mercenaries have completed this commission very well." Tijana was not particularly enthusiastic about the Paladin. "Come with me, I am waiting for you anxiously. Lancelo, you can go back first, I will come to find you later."

"As for order, my lady." Lancelo saluted Tijana, pretending not to see the grimaces of his companions.

The succubus Lord glanced at him deeply, and the smile at the corner of his mouth revealed her feelings when she saw the human knight. She instructed her generals for a few words, and then led the Anonymous and Elotishia to disappear into the passage behind the Throne Hall.

A moment later, Lancelo and his group also returned to their homes in Haeger Manor. Unexpectedly, although it was still evening at this moment, Little Isha was already doing housework.

"Ah! Brother Lancero, are you back?" The vampire looked very weak, but his voice sounded particularly happy.

"Hmm... huh? What did you call me just now?"

Isabella's face turned red with shame and she said hesitantly:

"Yes, sorry, Mr. Jazz, I, I..."

"It's really unfair." Bruto complained in a depressing voice, "I've always called my uncle before..."

"Who asked you to have such a big beard?" Lancelo said with a smile, "But the sun has not yet set, why are you coming out?"
Chapter completed!