After walking on the dark staircase diagonally down for dozens of meters, Goron finally touched a door, and the inside of the door was locked, but it was not difficult for an ogre in human skin, and after twisting the door lock into a rotten iron with brute force, Goron gently pushed the door and entered.

The next moment, it was as if he had arrived in another world

In front of Goron, a high-class cocktail party with a romantic and elegant atmosphere is being held, in the corner, the elegant pianist half-squinted his eyes and played a moving melodious music, under the moderate light and shade, dozens of richly dressed and delicate masks of the human race men and women sat around the round table, these people's eyes were focused on the stage of the venue, a middle-aged beauty in her forties, still charming, was presiding over the core activities of the reception in an affectionate and soft tone

If it weren't for the fact that he was convinced that he was very conscious, he would even think that he was back in the venue of the midnight reception not long ago, and Goron even had the urge to put back on the night dress he had just taken off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I think everyone here knows what is the greatest danger to our dear Ebb Tide Harbor? Yes, those disgusting subhumans, humanoids are their very existence, disrupting the order of the harbor, hindering the exhibition of commerce here, and even making the air here filthy, yes, we did try to hire those professional guilds, mercenary groups to solve this problem for us, but the result. Everyone must be very aware of the so-called professional guilds, adventure teams. And the mercenaries or something, in fact, they are just another bunch of garbage, not much better than the sub-humans, who have swindled us out of a huge amount of wealth, but the actual result is only to send the ears of a few goblin robbers to deal with us every once in a while. Thankfully, those demons who had to be cursed finally did a good thing. A few days ago, we cleaned up all the garbage that had been trapped in the low tide port, and by now, we should know. If we want to protect our ebb and flow ports, protect our homes, and protect our wealth, what should we do? We have to use our own hands to get rid of that filthy garbage ourselves. ”

Speaking of which. The rich people in the audience immediately applauded, and although the applause was not strong, it lasted for a long time. The middle-aged beautiful woman wiped her eyes, wiped away a few tears that were not there in the first place, and then continued: "Of course, everyone here is the most powerful gentleman and lady in Tideport Downtide, so of course we can't be like those barbarians. Put on your dirty armor and head into the humid and sweltering rainforest to hunt the robbers. Fortunately, in our clubhouse, you can elegantly experience the pleasure of expelling pests and killing robbers with your own hands, everyone, do you feel happy~~~?"

There was another round of applause, and the curtain behind the middle-aged beauty was pulled open left and right, revealing three wriggling objects covered with thick cloths. A sturdy waiter walked up from the stage, and he lifted the thick cloth from the leftmost object, revealing what was hidden underneath.

In the midst of the excitement of the rich people, a forest troll with chains all over his body appeared in front of everyone.

The hostess waited for the passion of the guests to cool down, and then said with an elegant smile: "This is the poisonous tooth trolls entrenched in the rainforest, they believe in evil witch/poison, look ~~~! Ladies and gentlemen, don't you want to pierce its heart with your own hands, pry open its head with your tomahawk, pluck its entrails with your spear, and crush its ugly soul with your muskets? Troll Slayer' title, if no one wants to compete with you for this honor, you can choose your favorite weapon, and of course, you can also use your famous family heirloom sword?

******

Seeing this, Goron has fully understood that this is a sadistic/killing salon dedicated to the wealthy of Tidetide Harbor, where those helpless cowards can exchange their wealth for the pleasure of slaughtering powerful creatures with their own hands. Unlike the bare violence and ferocity of the Rooster Bar, this venue is shrouded in a hypocritical atmosphere of self-deception disguised by elegance, where the guests are rich and luxurious, but in essence they are no different from the loud and screaming drunks in the Rooster Bar.

At the end of the bidding, it was a belly-licking white old man who walked to the stage with a beautiful girl like his granddaughter, and under the kind and encouraging gaze of the fat old man, the beautiful girl's face was full of excitement and excitement, and with a bit of innocence and timidity, she inserted a spear into the immobile troll's anus/door, and then with the help of two male attendants, successfully poked the spear out of the troll's mouth

"Dear ~~~!I did it~~~!" The girl, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, jumped up and down in front of the fat old man, hugged his neck and kissed him passionately, and there was a kind applause on and off the stage.

After the troll's body was quickly disposed of, a second thick cloth was lifted, and underneath was a Naga girl covered in emerald green scales

"This is the most terrible pest that ravages the sea trade routes, the evil Naga Siren"

******

Without listening to the middle-aged host's subdued and frustrated words, Goron's gaze had moved to the last piece of thick cloth that had not been lifted, where there was no doubt that he was also a humanoid or subhuman, looking at the huge figure that the thick cloth could not hide. Goron sniffled, and the next moment, his eyes were already bright red as blood

Goron quietly took two deep breaths. Then, his eyes wandered to the side, and he silently lifted a large solid wood cabinet to the door where he had entered. Then Goron looked around in the dark, pinching the locks of the other two secret doors into a mess of iron, and then firmly blocking them with debris. He also quietly pinched the necks of the two waiters who were now his whereabouts and came to check. Because the location where Goron was dimly lit, and everyone's attention was focused on the stage, Goron did not notice anything.

The hapless Naga girl ends up being hand-made into sashimi by a middle-aged couple who behave lovingly. Naturally, there was laughter and applause on and off the stage, and they began to share this freshest and most delicious dish.

The hostess stood in front of the last thick cloth, as if sensing that the real event of the night was coming, and everyone fell silent. The gaze is focused on the thick cloth.

"Gentlemen. Ladies, if I were to ask you what is the most feared and hated nightmare in this Haishiwan Peninsula, what answer I will get is yes, it is the dirtiest, the most wicked, the most obscene in history. The most disgusting and filthy, but at the same time the most horrific. The most powerful and dangerous sub-human Amazon centaur, and the even more terrifying humanoid black hand ogre. Everyone here is very lucky, because today, there will be a real warrior among us, who will be awarded the title of 'Demon Slayer Warrior'! You know, this is the supreme glory that only the big heroes in the arena can obtain~~~!"

Amid the frantic cheers of the crowd, the curtain was lifted, revealing a bloodstained ogre cub in front of everyone.

His eyes had been blinded by a deep slash, and a thick hind leg was only half hanging on his body, which was probably why this ogre cub was here, and not sold to the arena and slave traders, because he was already dying, and with a severe cripple, he was not considered worthy of gladiator training at all.

Still, none of the rich people sitting here cared about the age of the ogre, or his physical condition, they only cared about who the title of "Demon Slayer Warrior" would end up with.

Of course, these people knew that this was just a game, and no one except the members of this inhuman torture club would take their illustrious "titles" seriously, but even the game could not stop the enthusiasm of these people.

Being able to slaughter a Black Hand Ogre with his own hands is enough to make them brag and show off in aristocratic circles for a long time.

The price of the auction was inflated wildly, from 1,000 gold coins to 3,500 gold coins, compared to the pitiful dozens of hundreds of gold coins in the military chicken bar, which was simply weak, and in this respect, the behind-the-scenes owner of this inhuman torture salon was not at the same level as the rude and obscene military chicken bar.

Amid the excitement and cheers of the crowd, a wealthy young merchant bought the honor for five thousand gold coins and presented it to his beautiful fiancée as a gift for his proposal.

The pianist duly played the proposal march, and in the midst of the host's touching and affectionate greetings, on the stage, in front of the ogre, who was tightly bound by chains, the young handsome merchant half-knelt down and presented his gift to the noble and elegant woman in front of him, a thin stabbing sword.

Trying to kill a tenacious ogre with this weapon would be a long process, of course, but it was the length of time that made this rare marriage gift extra weighty

It's still a long night anyway, and they have plenty of time, don't they?

Of course, the above sentence can also be applied to another person in the room

In the midst of the petals rising in the sky, the moving music, the excited sobs of the host, the slightly trembling body of the beautiful lady, the sweet smile of the young businessman, and the angry struggle of the ogre, Goron, who seemed to be out of place with the whole world, finally slowly stepped onto the stage

(To be continued......)

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