This is the territory of the commercially neutral country of Van Carter.

At dusk, the convoy stopped near a stream and prepared to camp there.

Uncle Marco, who was the driver, immediately began to unload the truck after tying the toucan for pulling goods, and at the same time introduced the environment around the forest to the passengers in the car, and advised the passengers not to stay too far from the camp during the activity.

Generally speaking, this should be common sense that most adventurers know, but Marco doesn't need to remind him, after all, adventurers who don't understand this truth often don't live long, well, generally speaking, that's true.

Uncle Marco, what's for dinner today?

Uncle Marco, can I go hunting in the forest? I promise I won't run too far and will be back soon.

Uncle Marco......

A group of little turnip heads, about ten years old, surrounded Marco, gossiping about their thoughts, and staying in the cramped carriage all day was undoubtedly a kind of torture for the children.

Hey, I can't hear you all talking together. The man known as Uncle Mark raised his hand in half-surrender, and one of the mischievous orc boys jumped up and grabbed his arm and played on the swing.

Although this scene looks quite warm, you must know that this is the Demon Realm, and the Uncle Mark in the child's mouth is not really a human, but a lizardman covered in scales.

Watching a group of children of different races pestering the lizardmen, and the children from time to time unleashing their own natural abilities, such as spewing flames and flashing lightning, I couldn't help but have a deceptive friendly smile on my face.

Mr. Xu Mo, please help me. The lizardman with the humble name of Marco grabbed the two children and spun the big wheels as he signaled to me for help: "If this continues, dinner time will be delayed."

All right. Receiving Marco's call for help, I had to get out of the carriage with my waist bent, you must know that my current identity is not the demon king of the Demon King City, but just a bard who has just finished his trip and plans to settle in the big city.

Adjusting the adventure cape and strap I wore to hang the guitar, I plucked the guitar strings in front of children of all races.

Ah, is Xu Mo going to sing? The bear boy who was holding Marco's hand and enjoying the rotation of the big wheel raised his head and asked innocently, but because of this question, he was distracted, and the bear boy who didn't catch Marco flew out in an instant because of the strong centrifugal force.

Luckily, most of the bears were thick-skinned, and the bear-boy who had fallen into the grass just scratched his head and ran to me like a nobody.

Xu Mo! Xu Mo! What song are you going to sing this time?

I want to listen to lyric songs.

Brisk ~

Fast-paced!

The little radish heads left Marco in a blink of an eye, and formed a circle around me, and Marco, who had successfully escaped the clutches, immediately slipped away very unjustly.

Please keep a safe distance of 3 meters from adults. Just as the toothy and clawed children were about to stick to me, Cyno in the maid's costume finally appeared, and a greatsword that didn't match the maid's costume sank directly into the ground, and then drew a horizontal line in front of me: I will cut off the head of the bad boy who does not follow the rules.

Behind me coughed and said dissatisfiedly, "Cyno."

…… Bad boy who doesn't follow the rules, I'll spank him. Cyno stiffened the words I had arranged for her.

Well, dead old woman. The bear child stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Cyno.

Although it is not as obvious as the bear boy, another elf girl with a wreath on her head is also dissatisfied with Cyno's arrogance, and murmurs and complains: Sure enough, it is a race with rotten brains, and I don't know how artistic Xu Mo's songs are, and the changeable style of music can be called a treasure among bards, and the creativity of a story on the twist of the fingers can't help but be admired, if Xu Mo is willing to come to the elf clan, he will definitely be treated as a VIP and be enshrined as a national treasure, hum, the style of mortals......

Don't be like this, kid, it's no good to be a plagiarism maniac.

Listening to the elf Lori's fragmented thoughts, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, if I could have known in advance that the art and literature of the other world were not up to it, I would never have lightly recognized the identity of the bard, I can only say that I underestimated the ability to immerse myself in music culture.

Holding the guitar and singing to himself, and occasionally telling some small stories to coax the children, it is obviously something that many predecessors have done, who knows that in me it has become a cheating method to brush up on goodwill, and it has only been two days since I and Cyno mixed into this team, and all the children in it have become my ...... Strictly speaking, I became a fan of Earth culture.

All right, little ones. I brushed the strings to silence the tumultuous children, and then stretched out my index finger to point to the sky: O mountains, O sea, listen to me sing! To the other side of the horizon!

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It's been more than half a month since the completion of the teleportation array from Demon King City to Fankat, but unlike the Dark Priest who entered the commercial city early, Cyno and I didn't officially leave until some time ago, and the origin of the exit was not the neighboring city of the Demon King Branch, but we chose to walk to the big city in its territory first, and then look for a means of transportation in the local area.

Unlike the demon king Xu Mo, the bard Xu Mo will become the owner of the restaurant in the future, so this bright identity is bound to leave a clearer trace of his whereabouts, and the reason why he joined the current team is purely due to luck.

According to the confession provided by Uncle Mark, he was the driver and escort of the children in this car, and he was about to send the children in this car to the Demon School in Fankatdu, so he took me and Cyno with him by the way.

I only have one simple impression of what Mark gave, nonsense.

I believe that the caravan will carry people along the way, but the person on the duty of escort will let strangers take the carriage where the escort is so lightly?

It also turned out that Mark was not as honest as he appeared on the surface, and he said that he was the only bodyguard in this team, but along the way, Cyno sensed at least three powerful breaths and kept moving at the same distance from the team.

I once asked Cyno how strong these three powerful breaths were**, but the answer I got was really unsatisfactory.

There is no comparison with subordinates. After carefully comparing the combat strength, Cyno answered my question bluntly: However, this team is not as simple as it seems.

I can only roll my eyes at Cyno's nonsense.

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Miscellaneous:

The beginning of the second volume.

The old way to ask for recommendations and collections, the current collection is still a short distance away from the 1,000 mark, you guys must give it!

At the same time, I recommend another work that opens the pit at the same time.

Friends in this book should be killed, and if you have time, go and read it xd

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