Diablo Destruction

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"Yo~~~~~"

Sure enough, as soon as this guy sat down, he immediately assumed the posture of a host, raised his legs high, and snapped his fingers, asking the waiter to bring the wine by the jar.

I'm thinking that if this guy had the consciousness to foot the bill as a host, he would be able to endure it.

"Young men, I called your great teacher here today to find out what matters need to be discussed. You know, I am very busy. I will be delayed for a while, but it will cost hundreds of thousands of gold coins."

I:"……"

Suddenly I discovered that in fact, I, the big devil of unruly sex, was nothing in front of the old drunkard. That was the distance between the devil and God.

"Ahem, Teacher Kasha, actually I came to you this time to discuss the crystal shards."

Carlos coughed a few times, but finally resisted the temptation to accuse his "great teacher" of forgetting him and Seattle in a corner of the city wall nine days ago.

"Gugu...Gulu...water...crystal fragments...Gulu..."

The ability of an old drunkard who can drink at an angle of 60 degrees and speak words is already beyond the limit.

"Ha~~~~Crystal shards? How's the progress over there?"

After drinking half a jar of wine, the drunkard let out a strong breath of alcohol and asked a little seriously.

"Oh!! There is nothing wrong with the River of Fire. I took this thing with me and walked around for a long time without any movement. Continuing is a waste of time."

Seattlek interrupted in a rough voice and took out a piece of metal skull biscuit that was full of the suspicious atmosphere of piracy.

Huh?

On the elven side...is there no problem with Kurast?

I turned around and glanced at Jeluka from the corner of my eye. Recently, I was so absorbed in my shameless flirting with this dirty maid that I actually forgot to ask her how the mission in Kurast was going.

As far as I could see, I saw her nodding slightly. This intelligence chief who was also obsessed with her had finally not missed work yet.

Think about it, three thousand Spartans... ahem, three thousand elite elf soldiers, all have this kind of skull biscuits with a search radius of more than ten kilometers, even if the Kurast area is several times larger than other areas , in the past two months, they should have been almost turned upside down, and there are alliance adventurers on the side to assist... Well, I hope it is really assistance.

After looking at Seattle K, and then at the small, pitiful skull biscuit on his big palm, I suddenly trembled and realized that this was not what I wanted to say at the beginning.

Think about it...skull biscuits must be worn on the head to be effective, and they must be worn on the left side. What kind of rules is this? Those bastard elf mages! !

However, if it is Seattle Lake...

I began to imagine in my mind, Seattle with a skull cookie on the left side of his bare head, waving a magic broom, spinning the magic girl transformation dance, and the armor on his body turned into a set of pink satin wrapped in a rainbow. The magic dress, the explosive muscles like steel, the strong body as thick as an elephant, stretched the dress to the point of bursting, the shiny bald head became more dazzling against the skull biscuits, the effect was like a sun punch, the coquettish look behind the forehead The little braids spread out gorgeously while dancing, surrounded by pink ribbons extending one after another, and finally tied into a cute ribbon bow shape at the end of the hair, with a tinkling sound, and a small golden bell was tied to it.

And there are words in his mouth.

"Puff, puff, puff... I love fighting the most. The fighting barbarian girl Seatik makes a gorgeous appearance, meow~~~~

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh!!!!!!!!!!"

With tears streaming down my face, I banged my forehead against the corner of the table. What an ominous sight it was! ! This is a delicious and hilarious scene! ! ! It's even more annoying than Farah's transformation dance when she was brutally raped by the elves! ! ! ! ! ! !

"What's wrong with this guy?"

Seattlek asked doubtfully, pointing at a guy who kept banging his forehead against the sharp corner of the table.

"I don't know either. Junior Brother Wu occasionally makes strange behaviors suddenly. It's not like you haven't seen it before. He is probably telling us that he is in good health."

Carlos also looked puzzled.

"Hey, hey, hey, please be more serious. Your great teacher's time is being wasted by you!!"

Kasha saw two students talking to themselves. One student couldn't think of anything and was banging against the corner of the table. He looked like a delinquent middle school boy in a class. He couldn't help but patted the table with dissatisfaction. He didn't forget to drink a few more drinks while talking. mouth.

To put it simply, this table is a group of bad boys taught by bad teachers, except maybe Carlos.

"Ahem, Teacher Kasha, what we mean is, is it time to go back to the camp?"

Carlos' face straightened up, and a trace of uncontrollable excitement flashed in his steady eyes. This guy probably couldn't wait to go back to see his precious daughter Kajie, so why bother? There is no need to guess. Basically, this pair of father and daughter who have a strange relationship will definitely end up with an instant kill when they meet - I mean as soon as they meet, the loving and violent father will be punched into a meteor by his daughter.

It didn't matter to Seattle that he had no one to worry about in the camp, but the attraction of God's birthday was quite big, so when Carlos said this, he nodded.

"Go back to the camp...I want to go back, but...but the task assigned to me by the organization has not been completed yet, so why should I have the shame to go back!!"

The old drunkard murmured, and suddenly he put on the vicissitudes of life of a homesick prodigal who had no home to return to.

"Go back to the camp... I want to go back, but... I haven't drunk enough in the Demon Fortress. If I go back, I will be caught by Akala and do hard labor. What reason do I have to go back!!"

I reinterpreted the old drunkard's words just now without expression. Carlos and Seattle's eyes looked at their teacher and suddenly became indifferent at the next moment.

"Wait... wait, what are you talking about, you bastard!!"

The old drunkard hurriedly hit me on the head. Finally he looked at Carlos and then at Seattle Lake. He sighed helplessly and became dejected.

"Okay, just do whatever you want to do..."

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, finally getting rid of the most difficult guy.

"What should I do with the remaining crystal fragments?"

The matter of returning to the camp was finalized, and the conversation between them became extremely relaxed. After all, only Carlos, Seatok and the old drunkard were in charge of the demon fortress. Unlike the elves, who had three thousand troops and equipped with With the most advanced search tools, it is inevitable that there will be missing crystal fragments that have not been found. I couldn't help but ask.

"This is simple. I have discussed it with Master Akara."

Carlos, the most reliable and calm person on the table, responded with a smile.

"After we leave, the alliance will send out a reconnaissance force to borrow some of these tracking magic devices from the elves and start a search in the demon fortress area. Once the reaction of the crystal fragments is confirmed, they will first Reconnaissance intelligence, confirm the number and strength of the crystal fragments, and then based on this information, formulate corresponding tasks in the Mages Guild, and then the adventure team of the Demon Fortress will take over the task, destroy the monsters, and recover the crystal fragments."

"That's a good idea."

After listening to Carlos' detailed explanation, I kept nodding.

This approach can not only ensure the safety of the adventurers, but also allow the adventure team to hone themselves according to the corresponding difficulty. At the same time, they can obtain considerable mission rewards. If the opponent is a monster from the third world, they may still If you get additional equipment, it may be the elite equipment of the third world. Even if you can't wear it, it will be a great honor to take it back to the Demon Fortress to show off.

Therefore, it is estimated that as soon as the mission is released, all the adventurers in the Demon Fortress will go crazy for it. Maybe they won’t even care about the God’s birthday. There may be such a fanatical team.

"However, in terms of mission rewards, Elder Akala still hopes that our side can make them based on actual conditions."

After saying that, Carlos' eyes fell on me.

"Huh, me?"

I pointed at myself and watched in confusion as Carlos nodded his head slightly.

"Well..." I started thinking hard.

Why would Akara let me do such a thing? Is it because I am Rogge’s third stingy? No, no, no, isn't there Rogge the Second Stingy here? That's not right. The old drunkard is unreliable and there is no guarantee that he won't enrich himself.

"Akara thought you were still lying in bed and was afraid of being bored, so he assigned you some things to do that didn't require action."

Probably seeing that I couldn't figure it out, Carlos explained from the side.

That’s how it turns out…

"Speaking of which, Junior Brother Wu, how did you recover so quickly? When you were just carried back, you looked miserable, you must have drank at least four bottles of energy potion."

When I mentioned this, Carlos and Seattle looked at me like old drunkards, like deep-sea monsters that emerge from the deep sea and grow back as soon as their tentacles are cut off.

"Well..."

I looked away, and accidentally looked at each other with Jeluka, my face became hot.

Fortunately, even if the three of them had seen this scene in full view, they would never have thought of the possibility of demon healing.

"Ha...ah haha, that's it in a word, and...it's thanks to Jeluka's careful care, right?"

"Dear...His Royal Highness, thank you very much."

We both stammered and wanted to bury our faces in the ground. The three old drunkards looked at our suspicious behavior with suspicious faces, but we couldn't figure out the reason anyway, let alone think about it. In their opinion, doing that kind of thing is a waste of energy, so how can they be more energetic by doing it?

"Ahem, regarding rewards, we really need to think carefully about it. The strength of adventurers in each area is different. For the same task difficulty, the corresponding task rewards must also be different. You cannot kill them with one shot, even if they are in the same area. For a task of the same difficulty, it is best to make a plan based on the two different possibilities of whether the monster that appears at the end of the task is a monster possessed by the power of crystal fragments or a monster transmitted from the third world. Different rewards, regarding this matter, Carlos, you and I will go find Grio and the president of the Mages Guild here this afternoon to discuss it in detail."

In order to cover up the embarrassment and ambiguity that filled the air between Jeluka and I, I coughed a few times and spoke in a decent manner.

"This is naturally good. For this kind of thing, the alliance elders still have to take action."

Carlos nodded in agreement. Although he and Seattle were very important in the alliance, they did not have the bluff of the elders, and it was inconvenient to come forward for many things. At this time, I, the handyman elder, can come in handy. .

I always feel an inexplicable sadness...

"If everything goes well, I think we will...schedule to return to the camp in three days. What do you think?"

I hesitated for a moment, and the corner of my eye touched Jeluka beside me. Her pretty face looked even more gloomy in the dim shadow of the bar, delaying tomorrow to three days.

"It's fine on my end."

"I don't care."

"Just call me when you leave."

Carlos and the three of them responded one after another, and the matter was decided.

"That's right!!" I suddenly remembered something, turned around and stared at the old drunkard.

"I heard from Jeluka that you were the first to arrive at the scene after that battle, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

The old drunkard yawned and responded casually.

"Although I might be grateful that you arrived so quickly, but..."

I stretched out my hand towards the old drunkard, pretending to be asking for a debt.

"What, I owe you money?!" The old drunkard slapped his hands away from his eyes and yelled angrily.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you bastard, do you want to keep the equipment that the pain worm dropped?" I continued to hold out my hand reluctantly.

"Ha, explosive equipment?"

The old drunkard glared, then hit me on the head with the wine bottle he was carrying.

"You guys still have the nerve to say, do you know how much effort I put into blocking that last blow for you? If it weren't for me, your last move would have created a swath across the entire Dark Continent, causing countless casualties. Oh bastard."

"Hey, is it that serious?"

I don’t remember much about what happened after I went completely berserk. Seeing the angry look on the old drunkard’s face, and it didn’t look like he was lying, I couldn’t help but glance at the other three with questioning eyes, and they all nodded in response.

"Can you take me to see it?"

Seeing everyone's attitude, I couldn't help but become interested. Damn it, what did I do with the last blow to make even the old drunkard look frightened?

At my strong request, the four of them finally accompanied me. They left the bar and exited the demon fortress. They were carried by the old drunkard and rushed towards the deserted battlefield in the direction they left that day.

"You can see it from here."

There is no need to spend too much time traveling thousands of miles away. Just run a hundred miles away, jump to the top of a high mountain, and look down from the top to see the huge chasm that stretches all the way to the horizon.

Now, this huge gap has been filled with water. From a distance, there is a glimmer of water in the gloomy fog, like a huge lake extending to the sea.

"You see, if I hadn't pushed you into the air with that last move, this huge trench might have extended all the way to Kurast, and many lives would have been lost by then."

The old drunkard raised his chin complacently.

"Thank you for your hard work..."

From the shock at first seeing the gap I had created with my own hands, to the slight complacency, to the fear after hearing what the old drunkard said, I sincerely thanked this guy this time.

"Now you know, right? Under such a powerful attack, whatever equipment was thrown off, even if it was not destroyed, was blown away to who knows where. Do you still suspect that I stole your equipment?"

Seeing that I felt guilty, the old drunkard pressed on me step by step.

"I have no doubts anymore, I really have no doubts anymore." I shook my head quickly.

"So, how about a thank you gift for helping you block that move?" The old drunkard began to rub his nose and face.

"Yes, yes, how about the ten jars of good wine from the elves?"

"What? As a prince of the elves, you can't even get some Sac crystal wine?"

The old drunkard expressed serious dissatisfaction. This guy actually opened a dyeing shop for her three-point color. He thought that Sac Crystal wine was river water. Can he get it if he said he could get it?

"etc!!"

Jeluka stood up and spoke at this time.

"Indeed, if it weren't for Elder Kasha, His Highness might have caused a catastrophe. As the prince of our clan, please allow me to apologize to Elder Kasha on behalf of His Highness."

With that said, Jeluka respectfully handed over a whole jar of Sac crystal wine.

"Oh oh oh, this is..."

Kasha took over the wine jar, no matter how harsh she was, she was so satisfied that she had nothing to say. This was a real jar, not just a stingy bottle!

"Old...teacher, um...we have helped a lot, right?" Seattle Ke leaned forward with a shy face and sniffed again and again.

"Of course, come on, come over..."

Kasha rolled his eyes, hooked his hand towards Seacoat, and then took advantage of his approach to give Seacoat a hard black hand, knocking Seacoat unconscious, then turned around and swept away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"..."

The ugliness of human nature.

Anyway, Seattle, who was seriously injured, finally got a few more bottles of Sac Crystal wine from Jeluka. He was so happy that he almost regarded Jeluka as the Goddess of Mercy for giving wine. Even Carlos, although he didn't speak Yes, but I still stuffed a few bottles.

"You really have the awareness to take care of your wife."

The old drunkard ran away, and on the way back, Jeluka had to be responsible for carrying me. Although the speed was slow, Seattle and Carlos were soft-spoken, so naturally they wouldn't say anything.

So, leaning on Jeluka's fragrant back, I leaned against her pointed ears and laughed softly, "This idiot is not even married yet, so he defends himself like this. I'm a little touched."

"Wives... wives don't know how to do it. I'm just afraid that such an idiot prince will ruin the family, and as a personal maid, I will have to follow the northwest wind, so I do it out of desperation."

Jeluka, who was particularly intolerant of sensitive words such as wife and husband, retorted with a blushing face.

"Ha, you, you would be cuter if you could be a little more honest."

I kissed her lightly on the temples that exuded a faint fragrance, and I smiled secretly.

This stupid maid even said that she was afraid that I would be a waste of money. You are the most wasteful of all, right? The wine I gave you just now can be exchanged for a few pieces of dark gold equipment.

However, I just like such a prodigal, such a timid and vicious-tongued idiot who cares about and protects himself. He has no moral integrity and pornographic jokes about the maid...

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The next chapter will be back to the camp. It will last three to five days for God’s Birthday. At that time, most of the characters will appear one by one. Can Xiaoqi write it well? Alas alas~~~