Diablo Destruction

"Anyway, let's see if the tracker is malfunctioning first."

After standing at the Master's door for a long time, we came to this conclusion.

The method of the experiment is very simple. Just walk around outside. If you can find crystal fragments according to the alarm issued by the tracker, it means that the tracker is still functioning normally. From the current situation, we would rather hope that this block It would be nice if the skull biscuits were malfunctioning.

Unfortunately, after wandering around the Plains of Despair for an afternoon and trying several times, we were unable to follow the siren and find the crystal fragments voluntarily. Looking at the three recovered fragments lying quietly in our hands, both Jeluka and I were Sighing, without any joy.

"what to do?"

I look up to the sky.

"According to the development of the plot, the troubled Duke of Beasts turned from depression into passion and pounced on his personal maid..."

"There won't be such a bloody plot, absolutely not!!"

I lifted the tea table in my mind and roared, this guy, if he didn't suddenly burst out with pornographic jokes, actually still has the charm to attract men to their bestiality.

"I think……"

Jeluka lowered her head, and her slightly trembling voice came out from the purple hair that hung straight down.

"Um?"

Looking back, I looked at her with doubtful eyes.

"I think... no matter what, it would be nice if we could not cause any harm to the child."

"..."

After being stunned for a long time, I sighed helplessly.

"You guys are really willing to make some arbitrary requests."

"Hehe~~"

Not knowing what to understand by my lamentation, Jeluka smiled shyly and followed closely.

"Anyway, let's go see the child first. By the way, wouldn't it be better for us to give her a name?"

"Well, let's call her Lujieka."

"No, absolutely not."

I don't want the Colgate sisters to continue to increase their numbers.

"Then what does His Highness the Idiot Prince have to say?"

Jeluka, who was very dissatisfied with my denial in less than a tenth of a second, asked in a stern tone. That expression was telling me, what good name can an idiot like you think of? ?

Huh, you look down on people. Even idiots have areas of expertise.

Regarding the contempt shown by Jeluka, I lowered my head and laughed deeply. It's time for this dirty maid to completely change my revolutionary moment. Let me, the naming emperor, change the world.

"Actually, I've already thought about it."

Like a famous detective in a novel, I lowered my cape and hat inexplicably.

"..."

Jeluka was swayed by my momentum.

"That girl's name is Mona Elizabeth II!"

Jeluka "..."

"It feels like two pieces of fine meat were chewed out of a dog's mouth and spit out a strange paste." A few seconds later, he was complained like this.

But... damn, it's already so perfect, does this guy still have to be picky?

I was shocked and unwilling to accept that the gorgeous name I came up with was rejected outright. I originally thought that at least this pornographic maid would kneel down with tears in her eyes to worship her.

"Huh...huh, very good, just let me choose another name that will leave you speechless."

I took a few deep breaths and was about to get angry. Suddenly, the teachings of the dead old man Gallen rang in my mind: If the other party deliberately makes things difficult, then use more perfect art to make him impeccable and sincerely convinced. This He is the xx emperor who is above the master.

At this moment, the old man Galen, sitting cross-legged on top of the ninth-grade lotus flower, with the back of his head shining, is so tall and dazzling that even the flowing leg hair on his legs is emitting divine brilliance, blowing in the breeze. , bursts of white light swayed, just like the thriving algae in the Holy Goddess Lake.

I kicked this disgusting image of a fairy or a saint into pieces in my mind, wiped the tears from my eyes, and looked at Jeluka with a firm gaze, as sharp as a peerless swordsman facing off in the desert.

"The original Joan of Arc!"

"No, the reason is the same as above." As a result, Jeluka spent less time rejecting it than last time.

"Falky Mordesrobin."

“Isn’t this completely a man’s name?!”

"What a [beep] dream!"

"Isn't this not even counting the person's name!"

…

Until we returned to the teleportation station, we still didn't reach a conclusion through discussion. We underestimated the nitpicking skills of the slutty maid. Dead Master Gallen, I'm sorry for you.

When we returned to the Demon Fortress, it was getting dark. We immediately walked non-stop to the foot of the mine, where the child lived in such a simple way, and squatted there for several hours. It was not until late at night that we saw her dragging her clothes with her like last time. Returning with shaky tired steps.

Jeluka and I jumped out immediately, almost frightening each other to the point of fainting. After a while, after seeing our figures clearly, she lowered her guard slightly and looked out from behind the piles of dirty and sticky bangs. , cast a surprised and uncertain look.

"Yo, we're here to see you again."

Seeing that she was no longer as scared as before, I smiled from the bottom of my heart. Well, it seems that the smile from last time was still useful.

Of course, I will never admit that this is the effect of Jeluca's broth.

"Two... two adults, what... can I do?"

He lowered his head at almost ninety degrees, and a small, almost inaudible sound came from the opposite side.

"Well, it's nothing, I just came over to take a look."

"Yes...really? Yes...that's right, thank you...thank you."

From her little nest, she took out several large bowls of broth sent by Jeluka and handed them to us. The clean bowls were in sharp contrast to her dirty appearance.

"It doesn't matter, let's leave it for now. By the way, why are you keeping your head down? Can't you let uncle see your face? Speaking of which, we have met quite a few times, and it seems that I still don't know what you look like. oh?"

I tried to make this request in a gentle tone.

"No, no, no...it's...dirty...it doesn't look good."

Unexpectedly showing great panic, the child took several steps back and then fell to the ground.

"That's it..."

Suddenly I clapped my hands, strode over to a pile of abandoned cinder mines nearby, stretched out my hands and stirred it up, and then heavily applied a few handfuls to my face and hair. In this way, I became half a cinder mine. Being black, you should have a sense of identity.

Squatting in front of the child, I grinned, but I didn't know if my smile was weird after the black paint on my face.

"In this way, we are all the same. Can you let me see it now?"

"Ah...um..."

She was stunned by the other party's actions. She couldn't imagine that a noble adventurer would torment herself like this just to take a look at her thin and dirty face. The girl was a little stunned. When faced with the other party's questioning again, she unconsciously said "yes" Voice.

In other words...agree?

I nodded happily, and a lot of strange travel knowledge I learned from Fini finally came in handy - if you want to integrate into a strange group, you must first make your appearance as close to them as possible. If you rely on scent identification, you have to change your scent. This was the trick I used when I blended in with the dwarves in Kurast.

Seeing the child raising his head blankly and looking here, I thought it was acquiescence, so I stretched out my hand and gently pushed aside the bangs that covered most of the face - of course, the face blackened by the black coal mine, no matter what I can't tell what he looks like. I can only tell from the layout of his facial features. At least this kid is worthy of having good facial features. Coupled with his crisp voice, it makes people think that if he could be cleaned and dressed up a little, , at least she should be a pretty little girl.

What I really want to see clearly is not her face, I just want to see if I can find any useful clues. My fingertips are lightly touching the outline of the thin face. The raw feel, every time I touch it, I feel like When I saw the bitterness and pain that the other party had experienced, I couldn't help but feel inexplicably sad. According to the reality in the information, this girl was only about ten years old. However, the hardship and sorrow she had endured on her shoulders had been far beyond The weight of a lifetime for most ordinary people.

Huh?

The hard, cold, and erotic feeling from my fingertips made me recover from this sympathy and let out a light sigh.

My eyes fell on the place where my fingers touched, which was the center of my forehead. In order to see it more clearly, I pushed the curtain-like bangs further apart. Suddenly, on my forehead, which was slightly convex due to my thinness, there was a hair. The crystal, which was firmly embedded in a neat rhombus shape, made Jeluka and I fall into a state of sluggishness.

"no, do not want!!"

The little girl who was awakened from her daze because of the push away action just now screamed as if she had a nightmare. She pushed the hand on her forehead away with all her strength, and continued to retreat using her hands and feet together, until she retreated to the stone wall. , unable to retreat, he clung to it, his whole body trembling.

Obviously...it's such a warm hand...but...as expected...are you really here for the crystal on your forehead?

For a moment, the little girl seemed to recall something, and her eyes showed a strong pain, despair and fierceness when she was forced to the edge of the cliff that would scare even adventurers.

"Sorry, are you okay?"

Both Jeluka and I were stunned by the diamond-shaped crystal fragment and didn't notice the little girl's gaze. When we came back to our senses, we found that the other party had grabbed a small stone in each hand. I guess as long as I stepped forward, One move and you'll be stoned.

"..."

It seemed that I was even more wary, and it was even worse than when we first met. Seeing the little girl’s resistance, I smiled helplessly.

However, one thing is finally certain.

Seeing that the little girl's vigilance towards the two of us has reached an unprecedented height, she would probably throw it away without hesitation if we brought another broth. Jeluka and I looked at each other and chose to retreat temporarily.

"Trouble."

Back at the hotel, Jeluka and I sat across the table, holding our heads and worrying for a long time.

From the information obtained from the Mages Guild, it can be completely determined that the little girl was not transformed into a monster, so why did it become like this? The crystal shard has been completely embedded on her forehead, and it feels like it has become one. This is the first time I have encountered this situation.

New burst mode for Crystal Shards? It's unlikely. The recovery mission is almost coming to an end now. If there is a third outbreak mode, it should have appeared and been discovered long ago.

Crystal fragments are embedded in a human body. How can people accept such a ridiculous thing so easily?

After thinking for a long time, I finally determined that this is not a problem that can be solved by meditating here alone. For the current plan, I still have to ask Old Man Farah for help. As for the Mages Guild here in the Demon Fortress, I don’t want them to do it again. What kind of research should that child be used as a guinea pig?

A moment later, a secret letter was sent out, and all we could do was wait.

Then, the next day, old man Farah ran over angrily.

It's so efficient, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Listen, kid, do you know what I am studying? If successful, it will be a great magic that can change people's lives."

Old Man Farah raised his palms high in the air, assuming the posture of a demon sect, and then he called the waiter unceremoniously and ordered the most expensive menu items one by one from top to bottom.

"In other words, what kind of experiment?"

I was secretly wondering if I should imitate Mu Aodonggua and become a urine escaper, so I asked.

"A very great experiment."

Taking a deep sip of the concentrated juice, which was squeezed from the most expensive fruit and had never been diluted in the slightest, Old Man Farah narrowed his eyes and lost some of his anger. Then he flicked the black mage robe, as if he was standing on the edge of the world. As if on stage, he announced with great pride.

"A magic potion that can regenerate beard!!"

"Boom——!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit in the forehead by the empty cup I threw angrily and fell to the ground.

"The number of beards determines a person's life - I think Old Man Farah, who holds this view, has reached the level of boredom that rivals that of the hairy leg fairy Gallon."

"Let's get down to business, you kid didn't lie to me, did you really encounter that kind of thing?"

Old Farah's face straightened. If he hadn't been devouring the food brought by the waiter at the same time, others might have thought that he had become serious.

"If that's not the case, do you think you have any value for me to treat you to this meal?" I said with a sarcastic look on my face.

"Don't say that, I am still half of Sarah's teacher." The old man, who was known as the stingiest Rogge, let out a shameless laugh.

If I could become a teacher just by being given a few books, wouldn't Morissa become my master? Arius, who kept stuffing BL books at me, didn't even know how many times he had to count them.

"Anyway, no matter what method you use, you should bring that girl to me first."

After we were full, old man Farah picked his teeth and started to flirt with us.