Chapter 11: It's okay, just be more careful in the next life

Pavilion of Swords and Broken Swords?

What a good name.

Luo Yan had just sat down in the tavern and leaned his suitcase against his feet when the waitress in a short skirt trotted up with a tray and asked in a pleasant voice.

"Sir, what would you like to drink..."

Her words were only halfway through when she suddenly lost her voice, just because that handsome face took away all her attention.

The handsome facial features were well-defined, the high-bridged nose was slightly upturned, and beneath the purple-to-black slightly curly hair was a pair of pitch-black eyes; although dusty, it couldn't hide the sharpness from the inside out...

Although she occasionally met handsome guys working here, this kind of handsome face full of stories was indeed unusual here.

Is he a noble from the Os Empire?

That pale skin should be from living in a castle often...

Just when the waitress was stunned, Luo Yan had already quickly finished reading the menu and ordered casually.

"A cup of honey water, and ten pieces of bread... if you have a bag, help me get one."

Hearing the order, the waitress quickly came back to her senses and responded enthusiastically.

"Alright! Sir, by the way, we have accommodation services here, if you haven't found a place to stay, you might want to consider our place."

Noticing the suitcase by his hand, she took the opportunity to promote their guest rooms.

But staying here was still too risky for Luo Yan.

He had only heard of murderers returning to the crime scene, but never heard of any murderer daring to open a room next to the police station.

At this very moment, he was less than ten meters away from the Adventurers' Guild, and everyone sitting around was an adventurer! Don't look at this group of guys as if they had a trace of pity for the Demon King; if they really let them know that the Demon King was sitting next to them, Luo Yan dared to bet he was already lying on the ground.

As for why he "risked his life" to sit here, that's a long story.

A few hours ago, standing on the teleportation array, he crossed several time zones and flew directly from the Demon Capital in the far west to the middle of the Os Continent, the northeast coast of the Whirlpool Sea.

However, a ridiculous thing happened. Luo Yan never expected the Internal Affairs Force's teleportation array to be so unreliable; it could actually dump him on the surface while he was aiming for the labyrinth beneath Lei Ming City.

In short, when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in a small alley not far from here.

Grand Duke Campbell's parade had just passed by nearby, and when he met the gaze of those sharp eyes, he felt his heartbeat stop.

Fortunately, the Bronze-tier Necromancer wasn't conspicuous.

Plus people's attention was attracted by the saber-rattling knights on the street, and they didn't notice his arrival at all.

Otherwise, there was no need for those knight lords to take action; in an instant, he would have been drowned in the vast ocean of the citizen masses.

But then again, the reaction of those humans also confirmed Luo Yan's conjecture from a long time ago—

That is, a mere Bronze-tier Necromancer wouldn't arouse anyone's vigilance at all.

Having already met the hero, he even had enough confidence that even if that old guy put his nose on him and took a deep breath, he wouldn't be able to smell a single bit of Hell's flavor! Of course.

He wouldn't deliberately lean in to let people smell it either.

The adventurers sitting in the tavern soon noticed this unusual guest.

However, no one associated him with a visitor from Hell, instead treating him as a noble type, subconsciously restraining their tone of voice, and whispering in small voices at the same time.

"What's the background of this guy?"

"God knows... an outsider, right? A guest of the Campbell family?"

"How could a guest of the Campbell family be here? I'm afraid it's a guest of Mayor Miller or the Andi family..."

"What is this guy doing here?"

"Maybe releasing a commission... anyway, let's see."

Luo Yan, who was sitting securely, didn't care about their whispering and those pairs of prying gazes.

If you are upright, you are not afraid of a crooked shadow; he didn't think these people could see any flaws.

Just when they were observing him, he was also observing these adventurers.

Short swords, battle axes, crossbows, and fire guns... the equipment of these adventurers looked quite ordinary, but he thought they wouldn't use anything too fancy in the labyrinth.

"The situation on the surface is not much different from what is written in the books. Those fire guns are probably the masterpieces of Isaac IV, but it seems they don't pose a threat to the rule of the knight lords?"

After all, this world has extraordinary power, and extraordinary power is attached to the soul, and indirectly attached to the bloodline... objectively speaking, this set of rules can indeed effectively suppress the progressive forces that should have appeared with fire guns.

Of course, this is not the point.

He is a Demon King from Hell, and has more important things to worry about.

"Speaking of which... the Demon King territory of the Delagong Demon King is probably even more complicated than the Ministry of Internal Affairs imagined."

Looking at the honey water brought by the waitress, Luo Yan tried to sort out the train of thought in his mind.

The possibility of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' teleportation array going wrong was actually very small, and the teleportation magic didn't fail, he was indeed sent over, just that the place he landed was unexpected.

There is only one possibility.

Someone erased the teleportation array in the labyrinth!

And not only that!

This or these sinister guys also deliberately drew a new one in a small alley in a surface city, just waiting for the new Demon King to land and then see black.

As for the reason...

Does this still need guessing?

It's just that his strength is too weak, and his landing posture was calm; if the Ministry of Internal Affairs had really sent a Diamond-tier demon over, he would have been pressed down and beaten until he shat himself as soon as he landed!

"Tsk... this group of two-five-boys (traitors), counting on starting a business with them is probably hopeless, it's better to find a way to make them share some firepower." That's fine.

It saves him from having to test the loyalty of those guys, now just knocking them all dead with one stick is enough! Just when Luo Yan was silently calculating in his heart, a group of people sitting not far away had already targeted him.

The adventurer group has always been mixed.

Some people take orders at the Adventurers' Guild during the day, and go to the Thieves' Guild in the underground street to earn extra money at night.

Although the commissions borrowed through formal channels are not easy to brush off, this is after all next to the Adventurers' Guild—Pavilion of Swords and Broken Swords.

Several burly and fierce men exchanged glances, and finally their eyes fell on the only female thief in the team wearing a small leather jacket.

Knowing what these few stupid donkeys were thinking.

The woman rolled her eyes at several accomplices, and under the urging of several gazes, turned and walked to the side of the man with the suitcase, sat down familiarly, and whistled to strike up a conversation.

"Hey, buddy, where do you usually make a fortune?"

She pulled her neckline very low, squeezing a faint groove out of her not-so-plump chest muscles.

This trick should be very useful for men whose brains are filled with sperm, but unfortunately, it's still a bit worse compared to a succubus.

Those few who went out from the door are probably her accomplices.

Luo Yan put down the cup in his hand, making a look of being at a loss but pretending to be calm, as if he had come to this kind of place for the first time, but insisted on pretending to come often.

"Do I look like someone with a lot of money?"

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze unconsciously downward, falling on the ring he wore on his right hand.

Gold?

Don't know if it's gold-plated or pure gold... but that gem looks very valuable.

A trace of imperceptible greed flashed in her eyes, but she moved her gaze away as if she didn't care.

"Then you need a way to make a fortune?"

"You have one?"

"Of course I have."

The woman who looked like a thief smiled and extended her right hand.

"Chris."

"Qin Shi Huang."

Luo Yan reached out and shook hands with her, just wanting to pull his hand back, but found that the woman didn't let go, instead using her index finger to lightly rub his palm.

"Qingshihuang? What a strange name, are you from the Os Empire? Or from the Academy State in the North? Speaking of which, your skin is very good, no calluses... let me guess, are you a magician?"

"Just Bronze-tier."

Luo Yan "shyly" pulled his hand back.

That embarrassed look made Chris giggle, and she reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Alright, not teasing you anymore, Bronze-tier magicians are quite common here, after all, those who are stronger either went to the Academy State, or went to work for the lord, rarely go out to adventure... speaking of which, our team happens to be missing a magician, do you want to come?"

Luo Yan: "Your team?"

Chris: "Silver Scimitar, if you come here often, you should have heard our name."

Luo Yan: "This name... is it very famous?"

"Very, very famous, it can be considered a strong team for exploring the labyrinth," Chris boasted with full of nonsense, suddenly lowered her voice, and leaned close to his ear with a mysterious look. "Secretly tell you a secret, don't tell anyone else... actually, just recently, we found a secret passage in the labyrinth, if nothing goes wrong, it should lead to the Demon King's treasury."

Luo Yan looked at her in surprise.

"Really or fake?"

"Of course it's true, would sister lie to you?" Chris laughed and patted Luo Yan's shoulder. "How about it? Since you know magic, how about joining us?"

"No problem! Please definitely take me! Ah wait a minute, I'll buy the bill first—"

Making a look of being overjoyed on his face, Luo Yan stood up from his seat with a swoosh, as if he had really been overwhelmed by the wealth from the sky.

Looking at the waitress who walked to the side, remembering that he hadn't bought the bill, he immediately reached into his bosom, but Chris, who also stood up, was one step ahead of him, giggling and throwing the meal fee and tip into the tray in the waitress's hand.

"Sister treats you to this meal, just to celebrate you joining our Silver Scimitar! After you make a fortune in the future, remember not to forget sister."

While saying this, she turned her face sideways unintentionally, glaring at the obstructive waitress with a sinister look.

The waitress holding the tray turned pale, her legs trembling unconsciously.

Although she really wanted to remind that handsome young guy that the girl sitting opposite him was not a good person, she finally lowered her head in submission.

She was just an ordinary person.

Some things were not for her to manage.

Following behind Chris, Luo Yan, carrying his suitcase, left the tavern with light steps.

It looks like these people can escort him into the labyrinth.

He was worried about not having a guide, and now not only a guide, but even a temporary bodyguard! The sound of clinking glasses in the tavern didn't stop at all.

Looking at the young guy who was taken out the door, many adventurers showed playful expressions on their faces.

Poor guy, actually targeted by Silver Scimitar.

But it doesn't matter.

Just remember to be more careful in the next life...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 12 =====