The Unemployed Demon Lord

"This..." Little Henry tapped the opposite side with a spoon.

"Really..." Alice suddenly showed an evil smile on her face, and secretly took out a small black bag from behind her back.

It contained yellow crotons, which she used in emergencies.

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Little Henry asked curiously, feeling that it was not a good thing.

"Shh..." Alice covered her lips with her hand, made silent fingernails, and said threateningly with a gloomy face, "Little brother, don't tell anyone what my sister is going to do next, including Merlin, It's just a prank."

"Okay... okay..." Little Henry nodded sharply, and responded tremblingly, suddenly feeling that this big sister was so scary.

Alice untied the black bag, poured all the shit-yellow crotons inside, and poured it into Merlin's soup.

Little Henry always used crotons to play tricks on others, and he recognized what it was, but he didn’t dare to speak. He thought in a sweat, so many crotons are not needed for pranks, big sister, this is a life-threatening rhythm!

Alice's expression became ghastly, she was clearly a brave man, but now she showed a smile worse than a devil

Damn Merlin!

Just let him run away and die!

Oh heh heh heh heh heh...

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Chapter 60: Monthly Ticket Addition

After taking the poison, Alice felt refreshed.

She turned and left, intending to get down to business.

As a result, when passing by a private room, she heard a voice that disgusted her.

"Hey! Miss Alice, you are really late!"

Alice turned her head and saw Merlin in the private room, embracing left and right, making the four female guests blush and heartbeat.

With this appearance, those who didn't know it thought it was the stupid son of a big landlord's family, he was so flamboyant.

"Humph~!"

Alice snorted coldly, turned her head and walked away without saying a word, she looked down on Merlin as a cowboy from the bottom of her heart, and felt very low.

He frowned, with slight anger on his face, thinking to himself

A bastard who lives on women's perfume money, why would anyone like him?

What a group of slutty women, with a lot of money at home, willing to be deceived by this demon!

So, star chasing women are brain-dead!

What are you throwing so much money at?Can't sleep either.

Alas, wasting youth...

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After Merlin finished his work, he was ready to eat.

Martha was still busy in the kitchen, and Henry's eyes on the opposite side were wrong, as if he had something on his mind.

Merlin sat down and looked at Henry, "Henry, why are you staring at me? Do I have lipstick marks on my face?"

Henry kept shaking his head and didn't speak. He lowered his head and ate hard. As for Alice's throwing of croton, he didn't plan to care about it, so he just pretended he didn't see it.

Merlin picked up the spoon and began to eat with his mind full of thoughts, all of which were about adventurers.

But as soon as the soup reached his mouth, Merlin froze suddenly, staring fixedly at the shit-yellow beans on it.

Martha put in the beans today?

Oh Shit!I hate beans the most...

Merlin put down the spoon and didn't eat, thinking about throwing it away, feeling a little pity.

Little Henry kept secretly watching Merlin's reaction, as if waiting to watch a big show.

"Henry, where is the donkey of the silver-haired guest yesterday?"

"In . . . in the stables behind the house."

Merlin got up and left with the soup, and walked to the back of the room.

Little Henry had a weird expression on his face, thinking

Are Uncle Merlin and Big Sister plotting against each other...

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evening.

The gloomy weather made it a little breathless.

The dark clouds in the sky are also getting thicker.

Normally, the afterglow of the setting sun is still there.

But today I couldn't see it at all. This time has become like late night, and I can't see my fingers.

Tonight, there are no stars, everything is covered by dark clouds.

It seems that the long-awaited rain is coming.

Merlin changed into a handsome outfit, planning to meet the night job.

He was standing on the counter wiping his wine glass, without the slightest expression on his face.

Merlin is now thinking about the adventurer, so he seems a little careless.

Thinking about it carefully, I am really suitable for the job of an adventurer. I have powerful enemies to help me relieve the curse, and I can also get rich bounties.

It's just like when I was in the Demon King's Palace, the difference is that the adventurer takes the initiative to brush the dungeon, while being the Demon King plays tower defense.

Although Merlin has some inclinations, the key is that he, a guy without magic power and fighting spirit, needs someone to recommend him if he wants to be an adventurer, and Alice, a stubborn guy, refuses to help him.

It seems that even if there is no hostile relationship between the Demon King and the Hero, the enmity between the two is still serious, and the hostility still exists.

"Oh, is there any other way?"

Merlin sighed, his face full of worry.

"Merlin, what's wrong?"

Martha came over and watched Merlin sigh in the dark for a long time.

"It's nothing..." Merlin put down the cup, picked up another and continued to wipe.

"You are depressed today, and you are out of work." Martha smiled and asked curiously, "If you have any troubles, you can tell me, after all, I am older than you."

Sister Martha, don't make trouble.

I am two hundred years old.

According to human beings, he is already an old man...

Chapter 61: Rewards and Updates

Merlin smiled with a strange expression, and did not refuse Martha's kindness, so he spoke out his troubles.

"So it's like this. You want to be an adventurer. It seems that you have found your next goal." Martha said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's a pity that I don't have magic and fighting spirit, and that guy Alice wouldn't recommend me." Merlin showed a sad look.

"It must be that your words are not sincere enough? Lady Alice seems to be a very good person, as long as she speaks well, she will agree." Martha encouraged Merlin.

Merlin smiled wryly, thinking that Sister Martha didn't know the grievances between him and Alice, so how could it be so easy to persuade her to help him?Alice has a lot of prejudice against herself, and it is estimated that the previous hostile thinking is still there.

"Speaking of which, Sister Martha, you are well-informed. What kind of job is an adventurer?"

Merlin didn't know much about this business, so he asked Martha about it.

"Adventurer is a profession with a tinge of gambling." Martha replied lightly.

"Gambling?" Merlin frowned.

"Well, hope and death coexist. It is indeed very profitable to complete high-level commissions. Therefore, for many desperate guys, it is a hopeful profession that can make money in a short time. However, this profession is also full of dangers and faces unknown dangers at any time. I don’t know how many adventurers died in the entrustment, and many of them didn’t even leave their names.”

"Is that so..." Merlin felt that Martha's words were a bit sad, but it's normal for high rewards to come with high risks.

Martha's words didn't frighten Melindo, but made him more eager to try. If someone could kill him, that would be great, because he was strong enough, and his curse could be lifted.

"However, it's not accurate to use hope and death to summarize..." Martha paused, and said seriously, "Adventurers are gambling with their own future. Money is not the main thing to gain, but the main gain is freedom. , an unfettered life, which is why many people will become adventurers even if they don’t lack money.”

"That's it, haha..." Merlin laughed dryly, thinking that if he wanted to eat and wait to die, could that be regarded as an expression of advocating freedom?

"Merlin, if you want to be an adventurer, remember not to accept dangerous commissions. You are too weak without magic power and fighting spirit. Take some easier ones. It is no problem to support your family. Don't put yourself in danger. Now." Martha urged in a sister-like tone.

Even if I don't have magic power and fighting spirit, I'm still so strong that it makes people's scalp tingle!

A few black lines slid out of Merlin's forehead, thinking that he was so weak like a chicken?

"I didn't expect that you planned to leave. I thought we could get along for a while." Martha showed a bit of sadness. It was rare to meet such a kind person as Merlin.

"Sister Martha, thank you for taking care of me during this time." Merlin was determined to leave.

"I'm the one who said that. It's helped me a lot, and it's also a cash cow. At first I was worried that you were an amorous person, but I didn't expect it to be just a flamboyant appearance." Martha showed a bright smile.

Merlin smiled lightly and didn't say much. He was used to being misunderstood. The green hats given to people in Scotland were all fake, but some things couldn't be explained clearly.

"Henry, this kid doesn't know where to go to play again. I'll go out and look for it. Can you help me look at the store?" Martha brought an umbrella to prevent rain on the way.

"Well, I will." Merlin nodded, thinking that this brat Henry really does not let his mother worry.

Martha turned and left, but there was one more thing she cared about, so she turned around and asked, "Merlin, have you seen the three silver adventurers who drank here a few days ago?"

Merlin thought for a while, shook his head and said

"No……"

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