The Unemployed Demon Lord

Samuel put down the wand in his hand, with a ferocious and playful smile on his face, teasing this statement

"What are you going to do?"

"My dear Highness Shirley..."

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Alas, I can't get my physiology back...

Chapter 21: Monthly Ticket Addition

"I...I want to live with my friends..." Shirley's face turned pale and her expression was very unnatural, "I don't want to live here anymore..."

"Isn't it better to live in the embassy? Here you have your own family, and you will feel like home. As an elf, what friends can you have in a foreign country?" Samuel had a strange smile on his face, jagged The protruding crooked teeth made it look particularly ferocious.

"Miss Alice and Mr. Merlin are my friends, I want to find them." Shirley tightened her clothes on her chest, feeling extremely anxious.

"Human beings are dirty, despicable, and indecent. Why do you choose to trust them? Your Highness, you make me feel very sad..." Samuel's red eyes flashed a trace of displeasure.

"Miss Alice and Mr. Merlin are different, please don't slander them..." Shirley became more and more uneasy, and felt that Samuel was abnormal, and it was better to stay as far away as possible, so she managed to squeeze out a bit of princess majesty, " Aunt Samuel, please put away the wind wall and let me go."

"Ha..." Samuel sneered, and said lightly, "You don't need to go out to find those two humans, because they won't be able to see the sun tomorrow."

"What... what do you mean!?" Xue Li looked shocked, subconsciously took a step back, and the lingering wind wall tore off a few strands of her blond hair.

"I have already sent my men to hunt them down. Counting the time, they should be lying in a pool of blood by now." Samuel said with a smile, seeming to like seeing people look desperate.

"Why did they do such an outrageous thing? What did they do wrong!" Shirley frowned anxiously, and now she finally decided that Samuel was a very dangerous fan.

The contradictions between the white elves and the black elves are always there.

Shirley had heard from her father that there was such a reactionary force among the black elves.

They worshiped their dead uncle, the Dark Elf King, and they were always waiting for an opportunity to overthrow the United Kingdom.

Looking at Samuel's appearance now, Shirley felt that she was the reactionary force that her father said.

"Because I can't let anyone know your whereabouts, it's obviously more reliable to keep a secret, isn't it?" Samuel said briefly.

"Aunt Samuel, what are you going to do?" Shirley was at a loss now, she didn't understand anything except that Samuel was very dangerous.

"Usually at times like this, the villain will go on and on and tell all about his plan, but I'm not that stupid yet, why should I tell you the plan? You just need to continue playing the role of the silly princess Just listen to me." Samuel pointed at Shirley and seriously emphasized, "To me, your only value is probably your life."

"Uh!" Shirley shrunk her body in fright, kept moving back, her face paled, her lips trembling, "Aunt Samuel, I order you as a princess, let me go!"

"Your Highness, please don't do this. In order to avoid physical pain, I advise you to put away your princess temper and stay here obediently. The pain is only short-lived, and you will be completely relieved in a short time!" Samuel revealed evil Smile, I have seen the great moment when the elves wailed.

"Restricting my freedom and threatening my safety is disrespectful to me!" Shirley forcibly assumed the posture of a princess, naively as if using her identity to suppress Samuel, "When I return to the palace, I will definitely tell Father's!"

"What a pity~!" Samuel laughed more and more happily, thinking that Shirley is really a stupid useless princess, "You will never be able to return to the United Kingdom, and you will never be able to see the father you have always missed!"

"Aunt Samuel, why did you do this? You weren't like this before..." Shirley's face turned pale, and her body trembled.

"I have always been loyal to His Majesty Ashdoll, and I am at odds with the Elf King!" Samuel stretched out his hand to Shirley, with a chilling smile on his face

"Come with me obediently, a private cell has been prepared for you below."

"You are Your Royal Highness, we will not treat you badly, and will always respect you."

"So when we need you, please sacrifice your life for the rise of the Black Elves!"

Located in the Noble Hotel in the central area of ​​Wangdu.

It was night and the hotel was brightly lit.

Luxurious decoration, details are revealed everywhere, highlighting the extraordinary.

The steeple-like dome, irregular form, and undulating lines fully demonstrate the beautiful Baroque style.

At the height of the hotel, there is a gathering of people in black robes, their figures almost blending into the thick night.

They are the black elf assassination team sent by Samuel, who are good at taking the lives of others subtly in the dark.

Every member is high-level, after a lot of tempering, they have mastered assassination skills.

Although this group of people seems to be average in strength, the strength of teamwork cannot be underestimated.

What's more, assassination pays attention to defeating the strong with the weak and winning with skill, which is the core thing for the assassin.

Ten assassins got together and were using extreme time to conceive an assassination plan

Captain Assassination: "The target is in this hotel, a high-ranking magic swordsman named Alice Clodia, and another named Merlin Lucifer, who is...cough! A scumbag villager ..."

The atmosphere couldn't help becoming obviously embarrassing. The assassination team formed by this group of high-level elites would spend a lot of time to assassinate useless ordinary people, which makes people feel very nonsensical.

Assassin team member: "Is there a mistake? We need to kill every villager? Is this really an order from Lord Samuel?"

Captain Assassination: "That's right, Lord Samuel personally gave the order."

Assassin team member: "Are we...have we been looked down upon?"

Assassination Captain: "This..."

Assassination team member: "It's fine to assassinate that high-level magic swordsman, why is there a villager? Is this the rhythm of buying one and getting one free? We are a team that can assassinate even holy-level powerhouses."

Captain Assassination: "I think there must be a reason for Master Samuel to do this. Let's not speculate on the minds of the big shots, as long as we follow the orders."

Assassin team member: "Then leave these two targets to me? I can kill them all by myself."

Captain Assassination: "No, you must not take it lightly when performing tasks. Even if you kill a baby, we must go all out!"

Assassin team member: "Okay... okay..."

Assassination Captain: "Then we will start the operation. We will divide into two teams, each in groups of five. We must act quickly and withdraw quickly after we succeed."

The members in black robes nodded one after another, expressing that they understood the captain's plan.

Assassination Captain: "Start to act!"

With one order, the assassins flew up and down on the roof of the hotel, while taking a leap of faith in different directions.

When falling into the air, all the assassins ejected the flying claw rope from their arms, shot towards the window, and then rushed into the brightly lit hotel!

The long-awaited hunt has finally begun...

Chapter 22: Monthly Ticket Addition

Inside the noble hotel.

After Meilin and his party finished their meal, they planned to take a bath in the unique artificial hot spring here.

After the rest, I plan to set off for the Strait of Dover early tomorrow morning.

The artificial hot springs on the third floor are located in different venues for men and women in the north and south.

From the outside, it is resplendent and luxurious enough to dazzle people.

The central pool, with its sculpture of a mermaid, is slowly squirting warm water from a water bottle.

Merlin sighed inwardly, worthy of being a hotel for nobles, human beings really enjoy it...

The No. [-] Demon King Palace where he lived did not have such a luxurious artificial hot spring due to the lack of resources.

Looking at the environment here is so good, I can't help but feel a little excited~

Thinking about the hot springs in the village of Lowwicker not long ago, there is simply no comparison with this place.

Merlin looked at it for a while, and then directly prepared to wash his body, and then soak in the hot spring for a while.

He was wearing a bath towel, sitting on a small stool, and drenched his body with boiling water. There was an obvious scar on his heart, which looked a little shocking, as if he had been stabbed by something sharp.

Merlin just likes boiling water, because it feels very stimulating, like a knife gently sliding across the smooth back.

It's been a while since I wrote a letter last time, shouldn't I continue to write a letter to Lilith?

Merlin thought about it in his own heart, and felt that it was time to write a letter to his sister, proving that he had a good life outside, and he couldn't be misunderstood as a useless squat at home, and a useless person outside.

But thinking of what Lilith said before leaving, she said that she would resign from the position of the general and come to find herself, but there has been no news until now. She must have encountered some obstacles and was unable to leave the First Demon King Palace, right?

Merlin stroked his chin, feeling that it was very possible

After I left, the demons in the First Demon King Hall would have no leader, and it should become very chaotic.

Lilith, as his younger sister, is the only one who can restrain the other great demons, and it is not easy to escape.

Merlin didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt in his heart, instead he felt very happy.

Without Lilith as a follower, Merlin felt that his life was very free, so there was no need to say more.

"Master Merlin, shall I rub your back?"

Kyle was wearing a white bath towel, and walked over with the bath towel, white steam curled up, hazy.

This situation is like a natural mosaic, which is unreal and full of imagination.

"Ah?" Merlin turned his head, glanced at Kyle, and all kinds of soap picking and philosophical (♂) stalks came to mind, and the atmosphere was unusually embarrassing.

Kyle's figure is a textbook-like inverted triangle, with distinct muscles, and the mermaid line and six-pack abs are particularly eye-catching.

It seems that he is much stronger than Merlin, but Merlin is taking a well-proportioned route, so he won't give people much aggression.

"What's the matter? Does Lord Merlin need no service?" Kyle came to Merlin.

"Uh! Service (♂)?" Merlin's expression was complicated, his thoughts were not very pure, "No...no need, I don't need you to rub my back."

"Why? Could it be that you can rub your back by yourself?" Kyle showed a very surprised expression.

"I...cough!" Merlin coughed lightly, hiding his embarrassment and said, "I just don't want to hand over my back to others easily..."

"I see, as expected of Lord Merlin, being so careful in doing things is the demeanor that a strong man should have." Kyle's expression was awe-inspiring, and he felt that Merlin's attitude was something he should learn from.

"No... that's right..." Merlin calmed down a little, and said pretending to be profound, "As a strong person, you must always be vigilant. The back is a place for trustworthy partners. Not everyone close."

"Thank you, Lord Merlin, for your teaching. It has really benefited me a lot." Kyle bowed slightly to express his gratitude. He felt that Merlin had many unique features, and it was worth learning by himself.

Merlin didn't speak in embarrassment, a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead, thinking, what nonsense teaching?

I just hate the philosophical position when rubbing my back. How dignified is the great demon king of the first hall, whose ass is held up by a big human breast! ?