The Unemployed Demon Lord

Afterwards, Merlin explained the matter clearly.

As awkward as it was, Martha seemed pissed off.

As a result, little Henry was severely beaten by Martha, and the scene was very cruel.

Little Henry hated Merlin more and more, and ended up not talking to Merlin for several days.

Merlin felt that he had done a great thing, saving a man from being poisoned by women's clothing in the future.

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Tavern in a few days.

During the daytime, the tavern was always mixed with everyone, but most of them were villagers.

But today is a bit special. Three suspected adventurers came to the tavern. They held weapons in their hands and wore simple clothes.

Of course, what made Merlin see that they were adventurers was not their clothes, but the small plaques on their chests that symbolized adventurers.

Merlin didn't know anything. As a wanted criminal who had eaten a lot of overlord meals, every day, an adventurer with a small sign on his chest would come to trouble him.

This group of adventurers seems to be securely accepted by the union, and then they can get paid after completion, which is quite a free job.

As far as Merlin knows, adventurers are also divided into levels, which are black iron, silver, gold, mithril, and purple gold.

Basically, those who come to trouble Merlin are black iron and silver adventurers. To be honest, he is unwilling to draw a knife, and he can easily push the adventurers to the ground with a small powder fist.

The three adventurers in the tavern today seem to be silver-level, a young swordsman, a warrior with a giant axe, and a sweet-looking magician.

Two warriors and one magician are a standard team configuration.

At first, Merlin thought he was here to trouble him, but it didn't seem to be the case later.

Merlin pretended to be wiping the wine glass, but his ears were pricked up, and he heard them discussing about goblins

"Are there really goblins in this village?" asked the rugged and strong warrior.

"Well, I heard that group of goblins live in the back mountain of the village." The handsome swordsman nodded and took a sip of beer.

"Really? I can kill goblins. I thought I had to go to the southern United Kingdom. I heard that there are non-human species there, and they are not very friendly to humans. It is quite dangerous." He patted his big bald head.

"Great, I finally found it. The deadline for the commission is getting closer and closer. Do you think it can't be completed?" The beautiful magician smiled, and the two shallow dimples looked very cute.

"How is it possible? Your fiancé is a well-known intelligence expert, how can there be something he can't find?" The rough soldier grinned and said.

The beautiful magician and the handsome swordsman both blushed and bowed their heads shyly. The two of them are lovers and already engaged. They are an enviable pair of adventurers.

"Don't...don't make fun of us..." The beautiful magician lowered her head shyly, not daring to speak too loudly.

"What joke? Everyone knows something, they are really an enviable couple..." The rough soldier took a sip of beer, showing annoyed expression, "Aha! My big FFF group is not convinced! Why are all the cabbage I was arched by the swordsman!"

"No...don't say it..." The beautiful magician blushed and felt very ashamed.

"Haha, don't talk about this, let's talk about commissioning. We need to kill a hundred goblins, and then cut off their left ears and hand them over to the union. Then we can complete the insurance and get five thousand gold coins." The scholar recounted the contents of the commission.

"Goblins are so valuable!?" the rough warrior said in amazement.

"I heard that the ears of goblins have medicinal value." The beautiful magician explained, who seemed to be a knowledgeable girl.

"Really? Those green-skinned monsters are still useful." The rough warrior suddenly realized.

"About the bounty distribution, you just take two thousand gold coins?" the swordsman said.

"Eh? Why do I have to take more?" The rough warrior said in surprise, thinking that fair distribution would be better.

"Because..." The swordsman glanced softly at the magician beside him, and said seriously, "After completing this commission, we will go back to our hometown to get married."

"Huh!?" Merlin's eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat. He was too familiar with this similar speech.

Nima!

This is too unlucky!

Full of flag breath!

These three guys will definitely die...

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Chapter 40: Monthly Ticket Addition

The beautiful magician girl lowered her head shyly. When she thought that she was about to get married, she couldn't calm down. Nothing but sweetness was still sweetness.

"Pfft!" The rough soldier was shocked when he heard this sentence, and the beer he drank was sprayed out, "Really!? You two guys are going to get married in your hometown!"

"Hmm." The beautiful magician nodded without explaining much, probably because she was too shy.

"Yeah, we've already discussed it. This is the final entrustment, so you should ask for more money. After all, our team is about to disband and go their separate ways. In the future, you can only find other people to form a team, or yourself Do it alone." The handsome swordsman apologized, "I'm sorry, forgive our waywardness."

"Don't apologize! What are you sorry for? Marriage is a happy thing! I'm used to being alone, and it's okay to do it alone! Don't feel guilty about me!" The rough warrior actually had tears in his eyes , the companion who has been adventurous all this time, will soon be separated, more or less sad.

But marriage is a happy thing after all, and it would be too ugly to stop it, so I can only bless silently.

The swordsman and magician looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Really, tell me about this kind of thing earlier!" The rough warrior's eyes turned red, he stood up and hammered the swordsman's chest, "You bastard, you must be nice to others, otherwise I will definitely go to your hometown beat you!"

"Okay, you are welcome." The handsome swordsman nodded, and the disbandment of the team was very sad.

"Don't cry, it's the first time I see you like this..." the beautiful magician comforted.

"I didn't cry! I just... envy you all!" The rough soldier covered his face and said with emotion.

Both the swordsman and the magician were slightly moved, watching the soldier's own sentimentality.

"Miss Boss! Ten glasses of beer!" The rough soldier ordered a drink loudly.

"Ten glasses of beer, coming right away." Martha responded.

Merlin looked calmly at the side, thinking that the adventurers also have a deep friendship, and thought they would fight over the entrustment.

"I'm treating you today, let's drink more." The rough soldier gradually calmed down, and said seriously, "I don't know when I will be able to continue drinking with you two like this."

"I'm going to look for goblins at night, let's drink less." The handsome swordsman was a little embarrassed.

"That's right, drink less." The beautiful magician echoed.

"The two of you guys who are going to get married are leaving, and you can't drink with me!?" The soldier hammered his chest angrily, "You look down on single dogs, don't you?"

"I got it, I got it, let's drink some." A drop of cold sweat dripped down the handsome swordsman's forehead.

Sister Martha came over with beer, "guest, ten glasses of beer for you."

When the swordsman saw Martha, he suddenly wanted to inquire about the situation of the goblins. After all, he was only hearsay and did not know the specific situation.

"Boss, do you know where the goblins are on the back mountain?"

"This... I heard that they live underground." Martha also said uncertainly. Taverns are often the place where information circulates the fastest, and she also knows something.

"Underground, it seems we need to search." The handsome swordsman rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.

Martha looked at the adventurer certificates on the chests of the three of them, and knew that they were silver adventurers, and after inquiring about the situation of the goblins, she probably wanted to go to the back mountain.

"Excuse me, are you going to go up the mountain to fight against goblins?"

"That's right, we're going to kill a hundred greenskins!" The rugged warrior drank a glass of beer.

"I advise you not to do this. The group of goblins on the mountain are not ordinary goblins, but a branch of the royal family. They have never migrated to the southern United Kingdom." Martha explained, hoping that they would retreat despite difficulties. These three are silver adventurers with mid-level strength. It is still difficult to fight high-level goblins.

"Inferior creatures like green skin monsters still have royal families? How ridiculous! Hahahaha..." The rough warrior laughed.

"Of course there is a royal family. Goblins are divided into tribes, each tribe has its own emperor, and the emperor of this tribe on the back mountain has high-level strength 20 years ago. Are you really okay?" Martha was kinder, and it was better to make it clear.

The three of them were slightly moved. There was a big difference in each level of strength. If there were really high-level strongmen, they really couldn't beat them.

"Are... are you kidding me? How could there be high-level goblins next to this small mountain village? Boss, don't scare us..." The rough warrior didn't quite believe that there must be high-level monsters. The village has been wiped out long ago, right?

"That's right, lady boss, don't be joking, even if there are high-level goblins, we can escape." The handsome swordsman didn't quite believe it.

"I mean that tribal emperor was a high-ranking emperor 20 years ago, but now..." Martha paused, and said seriously, "It's very likely that there is a holy rank."

The three of them looked at each other, but they didn't quite believe it. They felt that there couldn't be a holy monster in this small place, otherwise how could there be no rumors at all, maybe it was the proprietress who was making alarmist remarks.

They don't know that the goblins in the back mountain have been living underground and have no communication with the outside world. How can it be known that the goblin emperor is a holy rank?

"Thank you for your reminder, but we still have to continue entrusting. Please don't threaten us with hearsay." The magician declined Martha's kindness.

Martha sighed, said nothing more, turned and left.

After drinking a few glasses of beer, the three adventurers left happily, preparing to kill tonight.

Merlin didn't say a word, because it had nothing to do with him at all.

Merlin, who was late with lazy cancer, was afraid of trouble, so he simply became a mute.

I don't know if what Sister Martha said is true. If the Goblin Emperor in the back mountain is really a holy rank, Merlin is really interested in killing it and giving his life +1s.

With worry on her face, Martha looked at the backs of the three of them, sighed, and prayed silently, "I hope they come back safely."

Merlin next to him suddenly had a black line on his forehead, and looked at Martha with weird eyes.

Don't say it!Miss Martha!

Three of their flags are enough.

You inexplicably added another layer of debuff to their heads!

This time, he was sure to die, and he was given a mouthful of poisonous milk...

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Chapter 41:

"Squeaky!!"

A green-skinned goblin backed away in horror, but was forcibly split in two by the giant axe. Red blood splashed and trickled everywhere.

The rough warrior raised his giant ax to his shoulder, and touched his nose disdainfully. There were many dead goblins lying behind him.