The Unemployed Demon Lord

"Oh, not bad, you bastard..." Merlin clapped his hands, secretly swallowed his saliva, looked at the apple in the thief's hand, his eyes were a little straight, he was so hungry.

The black-clothed thief looked gloomy, feeling that he was being looked down upon by Merlin.

He threw down the peeled apple, anger grew from his heart, evil grew to his guts, and he decided to kill Merlin.

The black-clothed thief held a dagger in his hand, raised his fighting spirit, and attacked at full speed.

Under the blessing of fighting spirit, the dagger in his hand was shining coldly, pointing directly at Merlin's heart.

"Arrogant human! Go to hell!"

"Get rid of his senior!" The gray-clothed thief shouted and cheered from the side.

"Tsk..." Merlin lazily groaned, and the sword in his hand was slightly unsheathed, and the powerful sword energy burst out!

The figures of the two crossed each other, and in just a split second, the battle was over.

"Good... so strong..."

The black-clothed thief muttered to himself, his whole body stiffened, his expression extremely terrified.

Merlin shook his head helplessly, put the sword back into the sheath with one hand, and made a beep of "Zheng".

A red line suddenly appeared on the black-clothed thief's neck, and his head slid down from the side, gurgling on the ground, at the feet of the gray-clothed thief.

Blood spewed out from the corpse, forming a frightening fountain of blood. Merlin stared ahead without even bothering to take a look.

The gray-clothed thief looked at his senior's head, with a fearful expression on his face, his body trembling unconsciously, and he accidentally fell to the ground

What the hell?

The senior is a low-level warrior, and he was killed in a single blow! ?

how could it be possible!Why is such a rubbish skill like drawing a knife so powerful? !

That broken knife is full of rust and curly blades if you read it right, why is it so sharp when used! ?

powerful!This trash picker is too powerful!

The gray-clothed thief became more and more frightened as he thought about it. He thought he was dreaming, but when he felt his crotch heat up, yellow liquid flowed out, and Merlin actually peed in fright.

"Alas..." Merlin looked helplessly at the gray-clothed thief who was scared to pee. He really didn't want to fight with Xianyu, but if he kept jumping, then don't blame yourself for being rude, "Isn't it good to live?"

"Uh……"

The gray-clothed thief choked for breath, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with panic.

His legs were weak, and his heart stopped beating long ago, but in order to survive, he still squeezed out a little bit of strength and fled in a panic.

"Wow ah ah ah ah!"

"Mommy mommy!"

"I want to go home, there are monsters here!"

Merlin twisted his mouth, and didn't bother to chase after him, thinking who is the monster?

But in the past year, the four or five holy ranks that were killed all called themselves monsters before they died.

Merlin thought to himself that he was only a little stronger, and being called a monster was a bit too much.

The corpse of the black-clothed thief on the ground suddenly emitted bursts of black smoke, and the stench rushed towards his face. Merlin was startled, thinking that something had exploded.

Facts proved that Merlin thought too much, nothing happened when the smoke cleared, but the body suddenly shrunk a lot, and the black clothes on the thief became very loose.

Merlin was puzzled, and tore off the stockings from the black-clothed thief's head, and saw a monkey with a sharp mouth, long pointed ears, a very large and pointed nose, and green skin...

Goblins! ?

Why pretend to be a human to rob?

Merlin frowned, thinking about the black smoke and stench just now, he had indeed drunk the transformation potion, he had read about it in the book.

It's just robbery, why do you want to become human?

Could it be that he was afraid of being discovered and being besieged by the imperial army to suppress the Goblin tribe...

Merlin thought about it for a while, and felt that it had nothing to do with him, so it's better to pretend he didn't see it.

He kicked the goblin's head aside, picked up the peeled apple on the ground, rubbed the ashes on his body, then took a bite of the apple with a "click", and started to chew

"Don't waste food, it's expensive..."

Merlin leaned on a broken branch and struggled to walk.

Head towards the small village where the smoke is curling up ahead.

Will he be able to find a job at the advanced stage of lazy cancer?

Chapter 5: Rewards and Updates

Village entrance.

The broken wooden fences surrounding the city are neatly arranged.

Two garrison guards in crude armor were collecting customs duties.

Alas, what a small place, even the guards look so poor.

I remember the guards of Manchester city, dressed like paladins, and the armor on their bodies could be used as a mirror.

Merlin shook his head and sighed, then blended into the crowd, intending to sneak into the village without paying the tax.

He put on the hood on his torn clothes, pulled it down very low, pretended to be a transparent person, then lifted the soy sauce, bowed his head and walked away.

Merlin is a habitual offender. He has already escaped many customs duties in this way, and it has been tried and tested.

As everyone knows, there is no shortage of money in big cities, and the guards are generally too lazy to collect the poll tax for a poor man like Merlin.

But small villages are different. In the case of lack of money, the poll tax will definitely not fall behind.

"Tsk!"

The guard was speechless with dissatisfaction, his eyes were very sharp, and he would meet a few tricksters every day, and at a glance, he saw Merlin sneaking in the queue and trying to sneak into the village.

So he directly grabbed Merlin's shoulder to prevent him from running away.

"What are you doing? I just paid my taxes." Merlin looked back at the guard with an innocent face, pretending to be.

"Come on..." The guard cocked his mouth and stretched out his hand to ask for money.

"Evil capitalist exploiters..." Merlin rolled his eyes and said through gritted teeth.

In order not to cause trouble, he reluctantly took out two copper coins from his purse, threw them into the hands of the guards, and swaggered into the village like an old man.

There is a big market at the entrance of the village. There are many hawkers in rags and many jugglers.

The melodious country orchestra floats in, and the sounds of sheepskin drums and bagpipes are intertwined. It seems to be a traveling band.

"Sir, is it your first time here? Do you need me to introduce you to some interesting shops?"

A few people with sharp mouths and monkey cheeks immediately greeted them. They were also dressed in rags, but they were very good at gaining ground.

"Oh, there's no need to..."

Merlin's hands were frozen in mid-air. It turned out that these people didn't talk to him at all, but ran towards the wealthy businessman behind him.

Merlin was very embarrassed, thinking that he would have no money to spend if he dressed in such a virtuous manner, and it was impossible to arouse the interest of these "tour guides", so he had no choice but to scratch his head to relieve the embarrassment.

Several "tour guides" secretly despised Merlin and were full of hostility. They probably regarded the sloppy Merlin as a colleague.

Merlin curled his lips, he didn't like this group of people very much, they were almost everywhere.

They will introduce many luxury shops to outsiders, say which girl is attractive, and earn employment money.

According to Merlin's understanding of the traversers, this group of people are just fucking pimps, and they always introduce black shops, are often robbed, throw things, and have fairy dances and so on.

Of course, what Merlin hates the most is the man in the center, wearing a black robe, with a silver cross hanging on his chest, holding a scripture in his hand, pulling his neck, and shouting at the crowd who don't know the truth.

"Long live the Goddess of Light! If you don't follow and shout, you are not a human being! F**k Dad!"

"How can you live without faith? It's not human to not believe in religion! F**k daddy!"

"A gold coin for the Bible is too expensive? Is your belief not worth even a gold coin? You'd be wrong if you didn't buy it! Father's!"

Merlin can meet this kind of missionary in Rome everywhere, like a bastard, unknowingly thinking that the goddess of light is his old mother, and smearing the demons everywhere, preaching the threat of the demons, not to be destroyed.

It stands to reason that after Merlin is not the devil, the Holy See has nothing to do with him, but he feels very unpleasant to hear a bunch of missionaries distorting the facts.

It's really like what was said in the book of the demons. There is a passage that describes it very well, and Merlin remembers it very clearly.

Human beings are vain hypocrites, and the truth has long been flushed down the toilet by them.

Chapter 6: Rewards and Updates

Although Merlin has no feelings for the Holy See.

But I still like to join in the fun, go up and listen.

With great difficulty, Merlin squeezed into the front of the surrounding villagers, and the missionary's voice was easily heard.

"Have you ever heard of Lucifer III, the number one demon king of the Death Swamp?"

The villagers began to talk about it, and they seemed to have heard a little bit about it.

"One year ago, the Holy See's [-] crusade fleet went to encircle and suppress it, but it was wiped out by Lucifer III, and no one survived!" the missionary spit and flew.

Merlin pondered for a while, wondering if there is still a brave man named Alice who survived?What does it mean to have no life left?Could it be that she was captured alive by cannibals on the beach with her bare buttocks, and was taken as a sex slave?

"I heard that the Great Demon King of the First Hall is very ugly, with a blue face and fangs."

"Yeah, not only ugly, but also lecherous. It seems that the 233rd generation hero was raped to death a year ago, so pitiful."

The two village women chatted in a hurry, gossiping happily.

Get out!Who is ugly?

I am known as the Boss Wife Killer!

By the way, who has fucked Alice's washboard? !