Chapter 136 The youngest son of the Dragun family was forgotten by everyone

At the arena in Magic City, the guests left with great satisfaction.

Outside the arena, the Dragun family has begun to clean up the mess. Even the dealer has cleared the bets and settled the money, preparing to open the next game for the next event.

Except for the ghost bird hovering under the dome of the B5th floor of the maze and still having a little "power" left, it seemed that everyone had forgotten that there was still a game to be decided on the field.

But it makes no difference whether you forget or not.

After all, in the face of that overwhelming victory, even if Shino Dragun made up for his previous decline, it could not change the fact that he had brought shame to the Dragun family.

As for the audience...

I really have no interest in watching a group of grown men suffering from constipation. Even the demons who don't need to sleep have gone home to sleep.

"Fuck the devil!"

Next to the fibrous mushroom forest, Xino, with his pants held up, had humiliation written all over his face and cursed constantly.

Finally it came out.

When he just came out of the toilet, he felt hollow all over and his legs were shaking.

He is not the only one who has encountered a similar situation.

Many demons in the team suffered from indigestion due to eating too many sweet potatoes. The mildest symptoms were farting and burping, while the worst were unbearable abdominal bloating.

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people are pretending.

The fighting on the front line is another matter. It is for the glory of His Majesty the Demon God, for the expansion of Hell, for revenge against Saint Sith and the Empire... In short, as long as you want to find it, you can find a lot of reasons.

The duels between the nobles of the Magic City were nothing more than a way to mediate disputes between them. Even if these professional soldiers could pick up swords and fight, it would be hard for anyone to be motivated, and most of them only had half the morale of a normal battle.

Why fight so hard? It would be fine if the wind was favorable, but the battle was in a stalemate. Looking at themselves and their comrades covered in wounds, it was hard for the "Hell Flame" warriors not to wonder why they were standing here.

Especially the way those ogres on the opposite side were risking their lives made them feel that it was not worth it. These cannon fodders were so energetic that they might as well go to the front line to die.

Of course, apart from those who doubt life, there are also people who interpret it from different perspectives.

Sitting at the edge of the team, several veterans in heavy armor were roasting by the fire and whispering in the direction of Xino.

"This battle is not going to be easy... The coach is constipated and doesn't even pretend. If he doesn't pretend, I'll start pretending too."

"Too young for that."

"But then again, that demon king is quite capable. He was able to train a group of ogres to be so capable of fighting. Under normal circumstances, those idiots would have turned around and fled long ago."

"This is what is called leadership ability."

"Perhaps we underestimated those goblins... I am even a little worried about the fortress of Black Wind Castle. There are only a group of mercenaries guarding there."

Throwing a handful of dry grass into the fire, a demon swordsman shook his head and said.

"If it was Master Kamu, he might still be able to fight, but Xinuo... he is still a little bit lacking."

"After all, he is the second son, so it is understandable that he cannot compare to the eldest son."

Several people seemed to have convinced themselves and subconsciously lowered their standards for Xinuo, but at the same time they also lowered their requirements for themselves.

Maybe they didn't need to try so hard from the beginning.

Master Kamu Dragon is their master.

Apparently, it wasn't just the few people sitting in front of the fire who were thinking this way. The four remaining centurions of "Hellfire" whispered to each other for a while, and finally the centurion who served as the leader walked up to Xino and said with a worried expression.

"Master, are we going to continue fighting? I feel——"

"Of course! The winner has not been decided yet!" Xino growled stubbornly, and then said, "Also, call me commander on the battlefield!"

The centurion said with a wry smile, his words stuck in his throat.

"yes."

In his opinion, the outcome has already been decided, but perhaps the commander has a different view.

In fact, as long as Xino wanted, theoretically he could keep fighting until there was no one left under his command.

Or the opponent gets annoyed and takes the initiative to attack and capture him alive.

The centurion left dejectedly, wishing the other side to take the initiative to end this hopeless battle.

The morale of "Hellfire" has hit rock bottom.

Looking at the listless soldiers, Xino knew that if he ordered an attack at this time, the final result would probably be worse than during the day.

“Take a day off!”

"We'll fight again tomorrow!"

All the soldiers present breathed a sigh of relief, raised their weapons and shouted in response.

"oh!"

…

On Ghost Street in the western part of Magic City, a carriage pulled by flying horses stopped on the side of the road.

Originally, Mia was going to go back with her parents, but when they were about to leave, Mr. Festing and Mrs. Serena disappeared. So Luo Yan got on the Padridge family's carriage at Mia's invitation.

"... Hehehe, I didn't expect you to win against a bunch of small goblins. It's not easy. But you won't be so lucky next time. The water in the Magic City is too deep. I advise you to avoid trouble. Anyway, we don't care about the opinions of those bugs. Although I'm happy that you care about me so much, it's not worth it to get hurt."

The familiar feeling is back.

Luo Yan said with a smile as he got out of the car.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry to trouble Miss Mia."

Unable to suppress the upward curling of the corners of her mouth, Mia twisted her bangs with her index finger and laughed.

"That's not the case. We are just sitting around doing nothing anyway."

That being said, Luo Yan saw it all, and it was not just about being bored.

From registration at the arena to purchasing at the slave market and coordinating the teleportation array of the Demon King Management Department, she put in a lot of effort.

You definitely can’t finish it in one day by yourself.

Including today, she came uninvited to the arena to stay with me for the whole day, and even brought her parents with her.

Luo Yan could feel her kindness.

He will remember this favor.

"Good night."

"Good night?!"

As if she didn't expect it to end with this sentence, Mia was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses, blushing and slamming the car door.

Watching the Pegasus pulling the carriage disappear into the air, Luo Yan, who had already walked to the entrance of the temple, smiled and waved, then turned and walked through the half-open wooden door.

It was very quiet inside the temple.

The solemn statue of the demon overlooked the empty chapel and the rows of empty pews.

An elderly man was sitting on a bench near the pulpit, his broad back slightly hunched in the shadow of the statue, as if it was about to merge into one with the statue.

Luo Yan walked over and sat down next to him.

After finishing his prayer, Father Jeffrey smiled and spoke in a kind tone.

"What was the outcome of the duel?"

Luo Yan made a joke with a relaxed look on his face.

"The opponent is too weak. I am exhausted."

Pastor Jeffrey was slightly stunned, then smiled.

"Congratulations, but we still have to be in awe of the dead. This kind of joke is not appropriate."

Luo Yan shrugged.

He and Reverend Jeffrey had different opinions on this point.

He believed that life was worthy of respect and advised his subordinates to cherish life. However, he had reservations about whether different lives were equal.

At least, in his opinion, for those who could be coaxed to die with just a few words or a handful of gold, helping them do so was the greatest respect for them.

This is the practical application of the law of the jungle advocated by His Majesty the Demon Lord, and it is also the consensus of the vast majority of demons and creatures of hell.

However, Priest Jeffrey is a fundamentalist who studies the scriptures, and he may have a deeper understanding of the demon Bayali.

He is more like the good guy.

So even if Luo Yan disagreed, he could understand him, and would not argue with the old man because of different opinions.

The two sat together and chatted for a while in a friendly atmosphere.

When talking about the end of the duel, Luo Yan suddenly paused for a moment and changed the subject.

"My father is Roxelle Colin, right?"

The unexpected straight ball stunned Pastor Jeffrey on the spot.

Meeting those all-seeing eyes, the old man realized that his momentary slowness had been exposed. He smiled bitterly and relaxed instead.

"It seems you already know."

Luo Yan nodded, looked at the demon statue, sighed and said.

"I actually thought before that my father might be a vampire, but I didn't expect him to be such a famous one."

Father Jeffrey was silent for a while, then sighed and said.

"I actually don't want you to know... It's not a good thing to be involved in the affairs of the Colin family. What you can see is always just the tip of the iceberg above the water, and you will never know how much is hidden under the water. Not to mention outsiders like us, even your father himself can't see much. He puts you with me, which is a kind of protection."

"I understand," Luo Yan said casually, "So I never went to look for him, right?"

Not wanting to please someone who doesn't like him is only one aspect. He can certainly understand that his father may be doing this for other reasons, such as protecting his father or having no choice.

He is different from Vivian.

Both physical age and psychological age are far from being on the same dimension.

Jeffrey looked at Luo Yan unexpectedly, feeling both surprised and a little distressed at his maturity.

After all, that was his adopted daughter's child.

And he always treated him as his own grandson.

After a long silence, he sighed and said.

"Sometimes I always feel that I owe you too much. It is obviously me who should shoulder the responsibility of an elder and answer the confusion in your life. However, by the time I realized and made up my mind to do something, you had already reconciled with everything."

Luo Yan smiled and made a joke, and also made fun of himself at the same time.

“Do you feel like you don’t feel involved in raising a child?”

As always, not understanding his humor, Reverend Jeffrey shook his head and spoke seriously.

"I feel indebted. Not only to me, but also to your father... We owe you too much."

Guessed he would say that.

Luo Yan sighed.

"You don't have to think that way. I've never felt that anyone owed me anything, nor do I feel that there's anything wrong with my current situation."

As he said this, he stood up from the bench.

"It's getting late. Tomorrow I plan to visit Professor Edoniya Feng to consult about the Magic City Dome Crystal. You should also go to bed early."

He ultimately didn't mention Vivian.

That matter has been resolved.

I believe that after tonight's lesson, the little devil will not bother him again, and may even avoid him when he sees him in the future.

Even if he told Reverend Jeffrey, he would only make things difficult for his useless father and increase the conflict between the two sides.

He doesn't want this.

At least in his heart he still regarded them as family.

"Well, I'll be there in a minute." Reverend Jeffrey nodded and said kindly, "Go to bed."

Watching Luo Yan's back as he left, the old priest looked towards the statue of the devil not far away and prayed silently in his heart.

His Majesty the almighty Bayali.

May you protect my poor but sensible child...

…

The night was getting deeper.

Luo Yan couldn't fall asleep lying in bed, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated, sinking his mind into the ocean of consciousness, and went to the forum to look at the stupid people he had created.

During the few days when the Demon King was away, the players had an unexpectedly good time.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

Just as he expected, as long as the content of the game itself is rich enough, even if the development team does not update the main storyline, players can find their own fun in the existing game content.

For example, now.

Following the adventurers from Misty Town, Shino Dragun on the fifth floor of the maze has become the new entertainment for players in the cemetery.

Some players are addicted to trading with these demons from hell, selling strange things to them in exchange for their equipment and loot.

Some players are trying to get news about the Demon City through these demons.

Except for the "big boss" with horns who is not very difficult to communicate with, most ordinary demons are easy to communicate with. They don't mind chatting with these talking "country skeleton soldiers" while buying things.

The matchmaker selling Little Red Riding Hood: "...I suspect these demons are all masochists. They know that eating too much sweet potato will cause bloating, but they still buy that stuff to eat!"

Gou Shi: "How do you know they are not playing a big game? (funny)"

The matchmaker selling Little Red Riding Hood: "Can this also be used to play chess?"

Good Citizen of Gotham: "Having a stomachache is better than going to the battlefield. I heard them say that they were just involved in a duel between nobles and had no choice but to come here to fight. They teleported away after the battle."

Go to the dock to fix some seagulls: "A duel of nobles?"

Lele: “With whom?”

Meowth: "Demon King?"

Sleeping until my legs cramped: "But those ogres are not subordinates of the devil, right?"

Little Bunny Juice: "Fuck, this demon king is such a dog!"

Luo Yan was very upset.

But he doesn't need to bother with those idiots.

"Youyou, did the translation crystal you made translate things that shouldn't be translated to Shino Dragun's men?"

Youyou, who was floating aside, said proudly.

"Don't worry, Lord Demon. Everything that cannot be said has been censored by Youyou, and the content about your evil plan has also been replaced with other things!"

After hearing this, Luo Yan finally felt relieved.

He is not afraid that players will learn too much information about this world from the monsters. Those who can treat VR games as the real world are either geniuses or insane, and it has no effect on him.

He was mainly worried that Shino Dragun would realize that he had been tricked.

But it seems that the guy's IQ was not enough to see any clues.

Luo Yan flipped through a few more posts, and the content of the players' discussion soon turned to other things.

Excited netizens: "Brothers! The world view of this game is even bigger than we imagined! Not only is there a division of countries on the surface, but even hell is divided into various direct territories and dukedoms, earls, and baronies! And the cemetery is just one of them!"

Gaishi Yingxiong: "I heard there are also vassal forces such as the Vampire Kingdom, the Goblin Kingdom, and the Hell Dwarves!"

The past is like smoke: "Oh, it would be nice if I could be reincarnated as a vampire, at least I would be like a human being."

Ayanami Little Devil: "It's so uncomfortable to play the little devil. TT"

“…”

When Luo Yan saw this, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

These players are still too young.

He didn't think vampires were good at all.

Of course, maybe his little players can play this race in a variety of ways.

Just like the skeleton soldiers that they have played with.

I thought the Demon King was thinking about how to make the players reincarnate as vampires, Youyou, who was floating nearby, muttered softly.

"…I feel like it's a bit difficult to reincarnate as a vampire. The first embrace doesn't seem to be a big problem, but the trouble is that you need other humanoid intelligent creatures as sacrifices."

The vampire bloodline is more like a virus, originating from a curse cast on a family by a god in ancient times.

In order to obtain this curse, there are certain requirements for the cursed bloodline, otherwise it will affect the effect of the first embrace, or even make it impossible to have the first embrace, and you can only become a low-level blood servant.

In Luo Yan's impression, humans have the highest compatibility with vampires, followed by elves and dwarves, but orcs, demons, goblins and goblins are not.

Including various high-level demons, they are also repulsive to the bloodline of vampires and cannot receive the First Embrace of other vampires.

It is precisely for this reason that nobles in the blood clan like the Colin family have the tradition of ensuring the purity of their bloodline, and even resort to intermarriage within the clan to maintain extreme blood purity.

Although this may seem like an overreaction, the original intention was also to fear losing the power bestowed by ancestors due to impure blood.

It is said that this kind of thing once happened to a certain disappeared vampire family.

Starting from a certain generation, all descendants were suddenly unable to fully inherit their father's First Embrace, so the family naturally disappeared in the long river of history.

Luo Yan believed that if genetic technology was used to study it, the secret could be uncovered. However, this was still a bit too advanced for a different world where people had no idea what cells were.

Some things are destined to become historical anecdotes.

Looking at the lines of posts on the forum, Luo Yan stroked his chin, thought for a while, and nodded.

“It’s quite difficult.”

Human embryonic development takes too long.

Even if he could make the captured adventurers give birth to offspring, he would have to place orders ten months in advance, and if he bought directly from slave traders, the cost-effectiveness would be too low.

The souls of human, elf, and dwarf babies usually stabilize when they are full moon. If you want to possess a player, you must do so before the soul stabilizes.

In comparison, the development speed of imps and lizardmen is much faster. They can be reborn directly from eggs, and there is no ethical guilt for most players.

The most important thing is that he also has to consider the feelings of his vassals.

The egg-laying demons have weak kinship and don't care much about the eggs they lay, so he can use the demon eggs as vassal taxes. If it were the night elves, they would never accept their children as sacrifices.

Luo Yan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"It would be nice if we could use magic to create 'artificial humans'."

In this way, not only the problem of reincarnation into a vampire can be solved, but also the problem of reincarnation into a night elf or even a demon can be solved at the same time.

Youyou asked doubtfully.

"Artificial man?"

Luo Yan nodded and continued.

"To put it simply, it is to create something similar to 'clones' through magic... Of course, I'm just saying this, I have no idea how to achieve it specifically."

He had heard that similar technology existed in ancient times before the First Era.

Some evil cannibal tribes use sacrificial rituals to create soulless bodies to serve as sacrifices and food instead of sentient living people.

In the context of the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, this was actually a progressive behavior. Unfortunately, because it was not progressive enough, it was replaced by other more advanced civilized tribes, so the relevant technology was not fully passed down.

Later, this technology was inherited by a few alchemists who were obsessed with creating "intelligent artificial humans". Gradually, it went astray and eventually evolved into forbidden knowledge.

In areas ruled by Saint Sith, playing with souls is considered the most taboo of all taboos, whether it is dissecting, enslaving or creating souls.

This is also the reason why Necromancers are not tolerated by the mainstream.

As for hell, it is not considered a taboo.

After all, the earliest batch of hell dwellers were servants of the god of the underworld. They claimed to be the guides of the Styx, and their job was to lead souls into the Styx.

Although the underworld no longer exists today, the cultural heritage still exists.

Luo Yan felt.

If the technology related to artificial humans still exists, hell is probably the place where the technology is most likely to be preserved.

But he had no idea where it was kept.

Just as Luo Yan was thinking about it, Youyou, who was floating beside him, seemed to see his troubles and reminded him kindly.

"Master Demon, this is easy to explain. You can ask Miss Mia for advice."

"Mia?" Luo Yan was slightly stunned.

Succubus?

I haven't heard that succubus are proficient in alchemy.

The art of refining essence is possible.

Youyou nodded energetically.

"Yes! Doesn't she have a library? You can ask her to help you find some relevant books. Anyway, the relevant knowledge is not as sensitive as Chaos. It's okay to ask her to copy a copy for you, right?"

Oh yes!

The Padrich family's library! Luo Yan slapped his head.

It was all because of this damn stereotype that he almost forgot about it!

"That's a good idea. I'll ask about it some other day."

It turns out that Youyou is the most reliable one.

Luo Yan browsed around the forum and didn't see any more nutritious posts, so he prepared to close the forum page and meditate seriously.

However, at this moment, out of the corner of his eye he saw a few lines of communication in the discussion area below a post.

"By the way, there seems to be something wrong with those ogres. Have you noticed?"

"Something's wrong?"

"Can you elaborate?"

"I can't really explain it, but I just feel like their eyes are weird..."

Ogre? With weird eyes?

Luo Yan felt something was wrong, especially when he thought of the "Strange Mist" Novel's coveting of him when he left the mortal world.

But you won't be back so soon, right?

And considering the ogre's intelligence, I'm afraid Novel would look down on him.

"... Youyou, keep an eye on the fifth floor of the maze for me."

Youyou answered energetically.

"Okay, Master Demon!"

(End of this chapter)