White-haired Prang is a demonized human with a square face, thin lips, and deep eye sockets. He looks very mean, but the gleam in his eyes from time to time reveals a sense of "cleverness".

He carefully arranged his hair in front of a polished crystal mirror, picking out and pulling out a black hair. He cared a lot about his appearance and liked to be noticed and admired.

After tidying up his hair, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and then grinned, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth. The teeth of all demonized creatures are like this. Due to the erosion of the demonic aura, their gums and teeth have turned black. If he took off his clothes, his body was covered with black blood vessels, just like a zombie.

"Sir!" A servant came in from outside, bowed and called out.

"What's the matter?" The white-haired Prang turned around and looked at the servant with a fake smile on his face, as if he had practiced it countless times and was wearing a mask. He asked gently.

"Something seems to be happening outside. There's something wrong with the beast at the end." The servant had long been accustomed to Trump and said respectfully.

"What's wrong with the beast?" asked the white-haired Prang with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"The beast is very active and seems to be fighting with something. The roar is much louder than usual." The servant told the white-haired Prang the news reported by his subordinates.

"Just because the wild beasts are active, you come to me, right? They are wild beasts, isn't it normal for them to be active?" The fake smile on the white-haired Plan's face disappeared, and he shouted angrily.

I thought those brainless beasts were going to attack the city, but they just became more active. What does this have to do with him, the white-haired Plan? He is the mayor of Komeilan, not the king of beasts. These guys are becoming more and more unruly. Do they think he is a veterinarian?

The city lord's responsibility is to manage the city well, not to care whether the beasts give birth to cubs or roar.

He looked at the servant with a somewhat unfriendly look, wondering in his heart whether he should change the servant, as the guy in front of him didn't seem very smart.

"Sir, I want to ask if we should send someone out to check, fearing something might have gone wrong." Seeing the city lord was angry, the servant knelt down quickly and explained in a low voice.

"What's the problem? Tell me, what can go wrong with those brainless beasts!" The white-haired Prang roared loudly like a mad wild boar.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lord Mayor, it's my fault, but because of the beast incident, the people below are in panic, and they want to know what happened." The servant's face turned pale, and the protruding black blood vessels on his skin became more and more obvious.

After he said this, the white-haired Prang suddenly quieted down and began to think. Before long, that seemingly fake smile appeared on his face again. He straightened his clothes and said in a gentle tone, "Since they all want to know the result, let's send someone to check it out. It should be no problem. After all, I understand those beasts living on the edge best."

Uh... agreed?

The servant felt that his brain circuit could not keep up with the city lord. He was so angry just now as if he wanted to eat himself, but in the blink of an eye, he became gentle again and even sent someone to check if there was any problem. The change was too fast.

He is worthy of being the city lord, otherwise he could be a manager. His way of thinking is just different.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." The servant responded quickly, stood up and ran out.

"You know what to tell the people below." White-haired Prang suddenly shouted behind him.

The attendant quickly stopped, knowing that the city lord had something to say. Sure enough, he heard the white-haired Prang say, "You have to tell them that this is all because of me. I sympathize with them, so I sent people there. Let them rest assured that nothing will happen. Do you understand?"

"I understand. This is all thanks to the city lord. This is all because the city lord loves the people." The attendant finally understood and nodded in response.

"Yes, that's right, that's what I said." Seeing the servant being so sensible, the white-haired Prang nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to let him go out to do his work.

The servant ran away as if he had been pardoned.

Komeilan is a border town. Going forward is the end of various underground tunnels. In these tunnels live a large number of demonized beasts and various strange plants. These plants and beasts are what Lord Komeilan eats on a daily basis.

At this time, the city gates were wide open, and teams of demonized creatures walked out quickly and entered various passages. These demonized creatures were of all races, including orcs, goblins, and demonized humans. Among all the demonized creatures, humans had the highest status, and they were the leaders of the team.

In the city of demonized creatures, there is also a concept of class. Just like the outside world, most of the people who leave Komeilan on weekdays are hunters or civilians looking for food. But this time, it was the city lord White-haired Plan who gave the order, and those who left the city were all city guards. They wore standard armor, held standard weapons, were physically strong, and had outstanding combat capabilities.

The purpose of their departure this time was to inspect the underground passage. Some citizens reported that there was unrest in the underground passage, and they needed to find out the reason.

Sacheri is a native species of demonized humans, which means that both his parents are demonized humans, and he was a demonized creature when he was born. Because of this identity, he became a captain of the city guard, in charge of 9 team members, 4 demonized minotaurs, 3 demonized gnolls, and 2 ghouls.

Even if you are a demonized creature, you must be very careful when traveling through the underground passage. Those demonized beasts are brainless and they don't care about your identity. In the eyes of these guys, it doesn't matter whether you are a demonized creature or not. As long as you are not of the same species, you are food.

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