Chapter 81

"Brother Dylan, don't take it off, come and have a drink."

Looking at Dylan, who had finished packing up the camp and was about to take off his clothes, Kuluoluo handed over the flask containing mana potion.

"Brother Kuluoluo, it's not good to always be like this..."

Having passed through two cities in succession, both had detection arrays set up, so Dylan couldn't enter the city to resupply, and had to save the mana potion.

And Kuluoluo, relying on his racial shapeshifting talent, could avoid the checks of those low-level arrays and never lacked supplies along the way.

But these past few days, Dylan had been drinking Kuluoluo's mana potion, feeling quite embarrassed.

"What are you talking about? You being naked and attracting attention is dangerous for me too, don't be polite with me, it's just a little mana potion."

Dylan scratched his head, took the potion and drank a few gulps, then took out a few gold coins from his pocket.

Kuluoluo understood his meaning as soon as he saw it, reaching out to stop his hand holding the gold coins.

"No need, it's all public funds anyway."

In Kuluoluo's view, Dylan was just a young man who had just started.

Although Dylan looked older than himself, the merchant, this was just the age of the host he was parasitizing; just like himself, his real age was older than the merchant he was disguised as.

Every time he looked at Dylan, who was full of mistakes, it reminded him of himself when he first started.

He himself also owed it to the help of some seniors that he reached today.

And Dylan's situation was much worse than his back then.

Low mimicry level, unprofessional spy training, and doing the most difficult delivery mission.

Although Brother Dylan had always adhered to principles and never revealed mission information.

But Kuluoluo still observed Dylan's backpack, which almost never left his side but had never been opened.

Or rather, having spent so many days together, it would be hard not to notice.

Kuluoluo didn't even find any pockets that could be opened on that bag; it was probably a sealed object, the kind that would automatically self-destruct if forced open.

This kind of delivery mission is the hardest.

Gathering intelligence only requires paying attention to one's own behavior so it's not too abnormal, but a delivery mission, and with such a suspicious big bag!

Sometimes Kuluoluo would also suspect whether Brother Dylan had offended someone, and was sent to his death on purpose.

It can only be said that before his own new mission comes down, he should bring this unlucky junior along more.

"Brother Kuluoluo, why is the inspection so strict recently?"

"Brother Kuluoluo, why is the inspection so strict recently?"

Dylan remembered that in the past, entering the city nearby was direct, unlike now, with both screening and detection arrays.

"Brother Dylan, your stuttering problem...

Of course it will be strict, isn't this for fear of His Majesty's retaliation!"

"Emperor... Your Majesty?" Dylan was still a bit unaccustomed to this word coming out of his own mouth.

"Isn't it? His Majesty the Emperor must be very angry now.

That fake hero summoning trap set up by humans made Lord Shadow Demon's life or death unknown, the Empire has suffered a big loss.

How could His Majesty not retaliate? It's just that everyone doesn't know the method of retaliation yet."

The disappearance of the Shadow Demon couldn't be hidden at all, so these things were not secrets among the Demons, and Kuluoluo had no scruples and said it all.

But this was the first time Dylan heard it!

What fake hero summoning?

Trap?

And killed the Shadow Demon, one of the Twelve Pillars of the Empire?

So many things happened outside while he was in the dungeon!?

However, he quickly grasped the point—retaliation!

"Then... is it possible to go to war directly?"

Going to war is undoubtedly the most direct and most influential way of retaliation.

But Kuluoluo just waved his hand. "How is that possible, Brother Dylan, as spies, judging the situation is also a necessary ability.

Elves and Dwarves are still watching from the side, they won't watch us destroy humans and grow bigger.

Unless..."

Kuluoluo said, deliberately pausing, and Dylan indeed asked next: "Unless what?"

Kuluoluo leaned closer, putting an arm around Dylan's shoulder, and even though this was in the wild and there were no other people nearby, he still lowered his voice and said:

"There is a saying now that humans, in addition to that trap, actually secretly held a real hero summoning.

If this news can be confirmed, the Empire can go to war without scruples."

"Ah?" Dylan's eyes were truly clear now, and he couldn't understand the relationship between summoning a hero and going to war without scruples.

Seeing this, Kuluoluo looked like he was beyond help.

"Stupid! If there really is a hero, Elves and Dwarves won't help humans!

Our Empire is strong, they have a hard time, but do they have an easy time if humans are strong?

Standing on the human side now is just to balance the Empire's strength.

But if the hero is really summoned, the situation will be different.

Now that the Demon King has disappeared, if the hero grows up, that's an ultra-standard combat power!

Believe me, not only do we want to get rid of him, but if there is a chance to kill the hero, Elves and Dwarves won't let it go either.

Who would want an existence above their heads that can kill them at will without restrictions?

At that time, at least until the hero dies, they will likely remain on the sidelines.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that a hero is really summoned."

Kuluoluo unscrewed the flask, poured himself a gulp of mana potion to moisten his throat, and seeing Dylan looking like he hadn't fully figured it out, he didn't force it.

Just reminded him again at the end:

"Brother Dylan, there might be some dangerous missions coming down recently, you have to know how to act according to your ability.

If you don't complete the mission, you will be punished, but if you are caught by humans, you will lose your life!

Weigh carefully between the two!"

After speaking, he patted Dylan and took the lead to continue the journey.

Dylan followed behind, still digesting the pile of information from before.

——

Lin Jun was also digesting this sudden information.

Humans and Demons, Elves, Dwarves, Hero Summoning, Traps, Confrontation and Friction, Retaliation...

No wonder!

No wonder there were so few Diamond-rankers active in the dungeon!

No wonder no humans above lv60 had entered the dungeon so far!

It turned out they were attracted away by the Demons.

Doesn't that mean...

Almost no one can threaten me now?

He had always controlled the fungal mat to only spread to the first five floors and not continue to spread downward, just for fear of attracting more attention.

Now it seems that this caution actually wasted quite a bit of development time!

Fortunately, the tense relationship between humans and demons is still continuing, and it will even develop into a war later.

It's not too late for him to start developing downward now; before humans can free up their hands, let the mushrooms spread to the entire dungeon!

Even saying... the dungeon entrance and exit that he had always been afraid to touch, maybe he could try to let the mycelium grow over there too...

Speaking of which, that rumor about hero summoning is fake, right...

Isn't he the hero himself?

Lin Jun even found it hard to understand, is the so-called hero really helping humans?

He hadn't killed a single Demon so far, but had decomposed a bunch of humans instead; what kind of hero is that?

As for a Demon hero?

That's not right either, wouldn't the identity positioning conflict with the Demon King?

Wait...

Damn, it wouldn't be a monster hero, would it???