Chapter 115 The reborn Mist Town
In the forest.
In order to catch up with the end of the banquet, the resurrected dragon rushed all the way for thousands of miles. However, when he was about to arrive at Misty Town, he suddenly stopped.
Hmm?
Footprints?
Those are not the footprints of ordinary humans. Judging from the shape and size, they are more like a subspecies of humans.
Longxing Wanli quickly crouched down and searched for a while on the ground, and soon made a new discovery.
I saw a large row of densely printed footprints on a piece of land not far away!
Judging from the huge number, these footprints are definitely not left by wild animals, they must be at least two to three hundred soldiers!
More than that——
Judging from the marks of trampling on each other's footprints, this group of unidentified guys should have arrived here first and then turned back.
Long Xing Wanli narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Has anyone been here?"
Out of curiosity, he did not return to the banquet site, but followed the footsteps.
There was a vast gray fog all around, the visibility was very low and nothing could be seen.
Long traveled thousands of miles and followed the footsteps for a long time, but found nothing.
Just when he began to wonder whether he had been tricked by the dog, a raised grotto suddenly appeared in front of him.
The grotto is like a tomb buried diagonally on the ground. You will miss it if you are not careful.
In fact, if he hadn't discovered it from the front, Long Xingwanli probably would have ignored it as a small slope.
That dense series of footprints is hidden at the entrance of this grotto!
Longxing Wanli suddenly realized something, and immediately felt ecstatic in his heart.
「This is——」
The entrance to the fifth floor!
And it seems to be a hidden entrance!
Hunterlessly, Longxing Wanli carefully followed the same path he came from.
Obviously!
This is not an area that one person can conquer alone!
He has to bring his guys and bring more people!
…
On the other side, Tyrell, who was sitting at the banquet table, frowned slightly and looked in the direction outside the town.
"The aura of the ogres... there are quite a few, there must be five or six hundred."
He naturally couldn't see that far away, but he could see the deadwood cane leaning against him.
It’s more than that.
Behind the group of ogres, he also saw a small lizard chasing the footsteps of those ogres, running all the way from outside the town wall to the nearest entrance to the fifth floor.
There is no doubt that those are the demon king’s subordinates.
It seems that everything is under the control of the adult in front of me...
Looking at Tyrell who suddenly raised his head with awe-inspiring eyes, Luo Yan glanced at the official website and said casually.
"Those guys on the fifth floor?"
There is no news on the official website.
I think either his players didn't see it at all, or the one who noticed the movement was the group of Lao Goubi with the ID name Long Xing xx.
"Hmm." Tyrell nodded, "Normally they wouldn't run here... My guess is that they probably heard the noise here, so they thought of coming here to get a bargain."
Tyrael doesn't like those guys.
Those ogres have huge appetites and are extremely cunning and untrustworthy.
· When he held the "Summit Meeting" before, he tried to bring the main forces on the first five floors of the maze to unite to deal with the lack of order, and those guys acted as spoilers.
Not only that, they also attacked the envoys he sent to the lower levels of the maze.
Because of the existence of these ogres, the summit meeting was unable to reach a substantive agreement, and only barely reached an agreement on the matter of non-intrusion.
However, Tyrell can roughly guess why the ogre wants to act as a spoiler.
Those guys are actually working for the warlords deep in the maze, and the latter are not willing to see a monolithic upper level of the maze.
The first five levels maintain chaos and serve as a buffer zone from the deeper levels of the maze, which is best for those demons.
Looking at the expressionless Tyrell, Luo Yan could probably guess that the relationship between the Gray Wind tribe and the ogres was not good, so he spoke.
"Can you tell me about their situation, including the fifth floor of the maze, and the current ruler there."
"Of course, Lord Demon King."
Tyrell nodded slightly and gave a simple report in a eloquent tone.
The fifth floor is an area called the "Blood Arena".
The environment there is the opposite of the misty forest. It is a wasteland with sparse vegetation. In addition to the common monsters in the northern wasteland and the Wanren Mountains, there are mainly ogres and some goblins attached to them.
Goblins can be found everywhere like ratmen. Luo Yan is not surprised that goblins will appear on the fifth floor of the maze.
The only thing that makes him wonder is why the ogre became the leader of order there?
As if seeing the Demon King's confusion, Tyrell continued.
"Reggie Dragon introduced those guys from the dimensional desert, saying that they have rich experience in fighting humans... But in fact, they have no advantages except being able to eat."
Luo Yan: "Then they must be living in poverty now."
"Not necessarily," Sissi said nonchalantly as she shook the wine glass in her hand. "It is said that their relationship with the warlords in the lower levels of the maze is not simple. Those guys are Reggie Dragon's old subordinates... You can understand that they are watchdogs kept by the warlords in the deep levels of the maze."
"That's true." Terry Er nodded and continued slowly, "Starting from the fifth floor downwards is the core area of the entire maze. It is mainly ruled by Reggie Dragon's old department... We don't know the specific situation there."
Reggie Dragon's old department...
Luo Yan was lost in thought.
Those guys must have secretly drawn the teleportation array into human settlements.
Humistically speaking, there might be some internal support from them in the Thunder City on the surface.
Let Jack investigate later.
Humbling down this matter silently, Luo Yan raised the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile.
"Put aside the matters deep in the maze, they will get the punishment they deserve, and the punishment has already begun. As for now, don't let those spoiled rats affect our banquet."
"I think so too. , Lord Demon King," Sissi giggled a few times, with a touch of intoxication on her slightly tipsy face, "Sissi feels that those stupid guys are not as good as a little finger of yours... You don't need to take them to heart at all. Since they like to fight among themselves, just let them kill each other."
Tyrell nodded and immediately expressed his agreement with the lord of Nightmare Land.
"I also agree with the cold approach. The Gray Wind Tribe needs to recuperate and recuperate. We really can't afford a second all-out war... and there is really no need to spend our power on our own people."
Luo Yan laughed and said.
"It makes sense. Instead of wasting time on those traitors, it is better to spend time outside and expand outward."
Tyrell was stunned.
Didn’t you agree not to expand outward?
"Conquer our opponents spiritually," Luo Yan said with a smile, "making the humans on the surface inseparable from us, dependent on us...and even eventually become us."
After a pause, he continued.
"Speaking of this matter, I may need your help."
…
Every guest was happy, the cups and plates were in a mess, and the drunken little devil and the skeleton soldier were lying together.
The banquet has come to an end.
· Due to the doctrine of not drinking too much, Charles and the members of the knights did not drink much wine, so they remained sober until the end of the banquet.
Looking at a group of drunken drunkards, Charles cleared his throat and spoke.
"Will you go back with us, or stay here?"
Lying in front of him were human adventurers, hired guards from Mist Town, and civilians who had escaped.
Needless to say adventurers, they must go back and hand in the mission first. As for the hired guards and civilians, many of them live here. When they go to the surface, they either have to go to relatives or go to the city to find another job.
Winter is coming soon and it is not easy to find a job.
Furthermore, out of consideration for the "tacit understanding" between the demon king's army and the future, he also hoped that some of these people would choose to stay and act as a lubricant between the demons and humans on the surface.
At least they have fought side by side with monsters.
Hearing Charles's voice, many people lying on the ground were so frightened that they woke up and got up from the ground.
“Stay here?”
“Mist Town?”
"Are you kidding me, staying with the monsters?"
Faced with the buzzing comments, Charles pondered for a moment, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly closed his mouth again and looked at Alex beside him.
There are some things he shouldn't say.
Seeing the former looking at him, Alex immediately understood, so he stepped forward and said.
"It's just the opposite... The Demon King welcomes you to stay, as... well, as a proof of the friendship between the residents of Thunder County and the Necropolis."
Hearing Alex's words, everyone exchanged surprises in each other's eyes and looked at each other.
"Friend, friendship?"
"Are you talking about the battle just now?"
"With all due respect, we probably spent more time fighting each other than shaking hands..."
Subjection was written on everyone's faces.
Even if they believe that this Demon King is different from the previous Demon King, no one dares to gamble with their own lives.
hh "It is precisely because of this that the time of shaking hands is precious and worth remembering."
hh Alex coughed, interrupted everyone's discussion, and took back the initiative of the topic.
"In short...the Demon King thought it would be a pity to destroy this town, so he planned to classify it as a "safe zone"."
"People who have business here can continue to do business, and people who don't have business... can also continue to do what they did before. For example, if you are a shop owner, you can continue to operate your shop. If you are a chef, and your boss unfortunately dies, you can buy your boss's shop and continue to operate it..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't have money. The Demon King can lend you a start-up capital to buy back those shops from him, and the interest can be tax-deducted, and the first three months are tax-free and interest-free. There will be someone in the town hall responsible for handling this business, and interested people can go there to learn more."
Luo Yan told him these things.
And it was not just a verbal notification, relevant leaflets were also posted at the entrance of the town hall and the four gates of Misty Town to replace Miranda's wanted order.
To be honest, after hearing these conditions, Alex's jaw almost dropped to the ground in surprise.
What is the difference between a loan without collateral and a free loan? ! What surprised him even more was that this was an idea that the devil could come up with? !
It seems that he really knows too little about hell.
Or when humans on the surface knew nothing about the underground world, hell had developed into something that none of them had imagined...
After hearing what Alex said, everyone at the scene started talking, and the surprise on their faces was no more calm than when he first heard the news.
Especially the waiters who were temporarily hired to help, all had surprised expressions on their faces.
"The devil...provides a loan? Is it true or false?"
h I mean... they should really learn from the moneylenders in the underground streets. Not everyone can do that. They must be gangs or knights. If they don’t have the ability to collect debts, they will lose their pants!”
This argument has been recognized by many people. After all, no one has ever found money from the monsters in the maze.
Even if the little devil occasionally puts some money in the treasure box, it is just to lure adventurers into taking the bait.
This kind of behavior of throwing money away can only be done by the nouveau riche who have never seen money.
However, they do not hate such a devil. After all, who would hate a person who receives welfare?
Many active-minded people are ready to take action.
"Dimilis, aren't you planning to open a store? Now you can go to the street to choose, there are empty windows everywhere haha."
"Here?!" Not tall. Gao's waiter swallowed and said nervously, "Are you crazy or am I crazy... I would rather go back to my hometown and open a shop in my village."
Although there must be no customers, at least there is no risk to my life.
Seeing that some residents were concerned about safety, Alex looked at the group of hired guards and adventurers based on the principle of helping to the end.
"The same goes for you... If you want to find a job, you can continue to be a guard here. Since the Demon King said he will not invade here, I believe he will keep his promise, so the work here will be much easier than before. No need Always be on guard against the movements of the Demon King's army, and it is enough to maintain law and order in the town... and the salary remains the same as before."
He didn't know what the salary of these people was before, but the account books should be found in the Adventurer's Guild branch.
Considering that the devil can even think of the operation of "lending money to the residents from his left pocket and buying back the store in his right pocket", he should not be stingy about spending this small amount of salary.
The hired guards standing on the street looked at each other, and then a bald middle-aged man stepped forward and raised his arm.
"I have a question... So who hires us? The Adventurer's Guild? Or... the Demon King?"
At the end of the sentence, many adventurers and mercenaries present calmed down, and their originally excited expressions turned nervous again.
You will go to hell if you take refuge in the devil.
Although they may not be very religious, they are at least nominally followers of Saint Sith.
Most people don’t think it’s worth it to spend the rest of their lives just for a not-so-good salary.
Looking at the hesitant crowd, Alex was in a dilemma for a moment.
But at this moment, an idea suddenly came to him and a good idea came to his mind.
"Just think of yourself as working for me."
Looking at the people with surprised expressions on their faces, he continued in a positive tone.
ˆ "From now on——"
ˆ "The 'Sword of Brave' mercenary group has been established."
ˆ ...
ˆ Alex's idea is not complicated.
Him Originally, he had planned to set up a mercenary group to do a big business, but now there is a need to maintain law and order in Misty Town.
In addition, these mercenaries had just been with him through life and death, and they had already established a good relationship of trust with each other. It was better to take this opportunity to pull up the flag.
As for the question of whether he will go to hell after death...he didn't care as much as those mercenaries.
First of all, he does not think that maintaining the tranquility of a land is a betrayal of Saint Sith, and even this is precisely to safeguard the interests of the people of Saint Sith.
Secondly, if the demons from hell are as enlightened as the demon king in front of him, but the angels next to Saint Sith cannot tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes...then it's really hard to say which side is hell.
After the banquet, Alex first discussed it with his two adventurer teammates, and then went to Luo Yan to express his thoughts.
In order to avoid Luo Yan's misunderstanding, he also told the concerns of the mercenaries, including issues of belief and stance.
“I asked the mercenaries that they are not willing to work for you, because they are afraid of being reborn in hell after death, but they said that if they take orders from me, they can pretend not to know who I am serving... In short, there are fifty-five people who are willing to stay, so count Come to me and my two teammates, I hope you don't mind my arbitrary opinions. "
"Why would I mind? You have done me a big favor," Luo Yan smiled and patted Alex on the shoulder, "You are welcome to join the Necropolis!"
As the Demon King patted his shoulder, Alex's expression was a little subtle, and he coughed lightly and said.
"Ahem... I have no intention of joining the necropolis, please forgive me, after all, I am a servant of Saint Sith."
When he said this, he paused for a moment and continued.
"I just think it is meaningful to turn the war between us into what you call a "glorious war"... Even if Lord Saint Sith understands my behavior, he will definitely forgive my choice today, and even agree with me." "What do you mean?" Looking at Alex who was about to explain, Luo Yan laughed and interrupted him, and continued, "Then... how about signing the employment contract for half a year? In the next six months, I will pay you 3,300 Austrian silver as salary every month."
A mercenary group of fifty-five people is equivalent to 60 Austrian silver per person, which is about more than 6,000 Austrian copper.
In Thunder City, where the per capita income is only more than 3,000 Austrian copper, this figure is already considered a high salary, and even some adventurers will be tempted.
Especially because they don't need to fight, they just need to maintain law and order in Mist Town and catch some thieves...if there are thieves who dare to steal things on the Demon King's territory.
As for how much Alex gave the mercenaries, Luo Yan didn't care, that was their own business.
He doesn't even need them to expand his staff.
After all, letting mercenaries serve as local guards is just a temporary measure, purely to balance the proportion of demons in the security system.
If the guards were all demons, no adventurers would dare to come here to rest. And if no adventurers came here, it would be even less likely that there would be humans as guards, and the local business would be even more depressed... thus forming a vicious cycle.
Hence, the existence of mercenaries is necessary, but they are destined to be eliminated.
When the residents of Misty Town gradually get rid of the psychological barrier of "working for the devil", when they finally realize that everything they do is for themselves, and begin to take the initiative to shoulder more social responsibilities... he will naturally no longer need these mercenaries to fill the facade.
out of trust in Alex, Luo Yan opened the small treasury of the Adventurers Guild of Mist Town and directly advanced his salary for one month, asking him to use the money to win over people's hearts.
If this dear friend plans to still pay the mercenaries the 40 Austrian silver per month salary previously offered by the Adventurer's Guild, then this money will be enough for him to do many things besides paying salaries.
After sending away Alex, Luo Yan found Zelik, the leader of the Gecko Clan, and asked him to arrange for several acolytes to enter the town office to serve as temporary clerks. While registering the real estate information in Mist Town, Luo Yan also received those humans who were interested in staying in Mist Town.
It is definitely not possible to just leave this matter to the lizard people. Their intelligence attributes are not high to begin with. How can they compare with cunning humans?
So after explaining the tasks of the Gonggong Clan, Luo Yan then asked Youyou to make a server-wide announcement and recruit some professional players to help the Gonggong Clan.
Especially introduce "business loans" to those who have the strength.
Although it took Luo Yan a lot of faith to make translation crystals for these players, the investment is definitely worth it in the long run.
Looking at the queue at the door of the town office, he was full of confidence in the future of Misty Town.
One day, this small town in the maze will become the most shining pearl on the northern shore of the Whirlpool Sea!
Even if he can't do it.
Those professional life players will definitely do it for him.
"Master Demon King, why have you suddenly become so generous? What happened?" Floating next to Luo Yan, Youyou asked curiously.
Luo Yan chuckled.
"As you said, haven't I always been generous?"
Yuyou: "Huh?"
The surprised voice made people a little uncomfortable, and Luo Yan glanced at the air beside him dissatisfied.
"Don't mistake my Hell Coin as money. Believe it or not, everyone on this continent will need that thing in the future."
"Believe it! How dare Yuyou doubt you," the voice in the mist was full of grievances, and Youyou complained in a low voice, "Then you and the guards are also paid in Hell coins?"
Luo Yan was happy when he heard this, but did not answer the question directly.
"Yuyou, have you ever caught fish?"
Yuyou: "No...what's the matter?"
Luo Yan said with a smile.
"Experienced fishermen will often make a nest before lowering the rod."
Although he has never fished before, this does not prevent him from talking nonsense.
Yuyou asked puzzledly.
"Make a nest?"
"That's right! To put it simply, you just throw some worthless bait in the pond, wait for the fish to attract them, and then swing the rod to kill them with one strike... This method is much easier than waiting for the fish to take the bait."
What he is fishing for is not fish, but humans on the surface.
The town in front of him at this moment is his fish pond!
While strolling around, Luo Yan walked back from the town hall to the banquet where the cups and plates were in a mess.
The night elves and imps have returned to their lairs.
The knights of the Knights of Charles and Campbell also left with the adventurers and residents who did not intend to stay.
At this moment, only the owner of "Youlin Rest" and a group of employees are left to clean up the mess.
Seeing the Demon King return, the tall and thick-looking innkeeper quickly put down his work and saluted with fear.
"Meet the Demon King..."
Not only the hotel owner, but also the male and female servants in aprons stopped what they were doing to salute the Demon King.
"No need to be polite, get up."
Luo Yan nodded approvingly, motioning for everyone to get up, then walked up to the innkeeper, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.
Feeling the palm patting on his shoulder, the innkeeper felt his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
Fortunately, the Demon King did not reach out and take out his heart, but continued with an approving tone.
"I am very satisfied with today's banquet, and the food at the banquet was also delicious... I hope you can continue to operate here."
Hearing this promise from the Demon King, the big stone hanging in the innkeeper's heart finally fell.
His eyes were full of excitement, and he even wanted to give the devil in front of him a kiss on the spot.
"Thank you, thank you Lord Demon King!"
"Hahaha, you're welcome!" Luo Yan said with a smile, "I only have one request for you, or you, and that is to treat all guests equally... no matter they are humans, demons or mixed-blood demons. If they commit trouble, contact the security guards to deal with it. Other than that, I don't want to hear rumors about you rejecting guests."
"Don't worry! Forest Rest has never refused a guest." The innkeeper raised his right hand and swore in a serious manner, "I can swear to Saint Sith... no, the devil... uh..."
"Just swear to your heart, or you can do it to me."
Interrupting the innkeeper who was in confusion, Luo Yan did not embarrass him and said in a gentle tone.
"I hope you will do the same in the future...go get busy."
I am going to try to divide this book into volumes at the beginning. I will start the next volume tomorrow and I have to think about it carefully
(End of this chapter)