The demon, whose full name is Amtils Tanari, the master of the dungeon (though he has only one room in the dungeon and four people, including himself), paced in an extremely sluggish manner towards the depths of the hall, where he planned to place his throne in the future. However, at the end of the hall there was only an open space, not to mention the throne studded with gold and precious stones that often appeared in demonic dreams, not even the most basic chair, and the only stool in the hall was sitting quietly at the dining table.

"There were originally three stools in the hall. The dungeon lord began painful memories.

Of the four members of the dungeon, Goblinsette was unanimously agreed to have a stool for seating, while the Dark Knight Salas and the Archmage Aqiman each occupied a stool in the name of employee welfare. The Archmage claimed to have applied a powerful protective spell on his stool, and anyone who sat on it but himself would be bombarded to smithereens by a huge magic orb, while the Dark Knight collapsed the stool he occupied in an instant, and his heavy shield was placed on the stool that belonged to the demon for about half a second, perfectly functioning as a plane crusher.

As a result, in the hall of the dungeon, only one stool left by the archmage Aqiman that no one dared to touch, and the remains of two piles of stools.

Reluctantly, the demon Amtils walked to the black tent in the corner of the hall. In addition to the demon's bed, there was a small chest in the tent, which Amtils had brought to the surface from his hometown: the Abyssal Demon Realm. Having experienced the wage crisis just now, Amtils felt compelled to take stock of the few pieces of jewelry and magic he had left, and carefully consider whether it should be looted away by the Archmage for an unbelievably low price. Get the world to cash out.

A pentagram carved into the lid of the box was spreading a milky white glow in the darkness, plus arrows extending from each of the sharp corners of this pentagram. It forms the family crest of the famous demon Tanari family in the Abyss Demon Domain.

That's right, the down-and-out dungeon lord in front of you. He is a member of the Tanari family, but the demon Amtils Tanari is only the object of mockery in front of the demons of the family and other families.

The reason for this is simple: his mother, another succubus from the famous Tanari family, could not tell who his father was, and Amtils was born with elven-like pointed ears and a stature that was taller than all his fellow people, and according to the elders of the clan, his height was probably derived from human blood from unknown sources.

Either of these two reasons is enough to put a young demon in the mire of rumors or even direct physical attacks. What's even more deadly is that Amtils, although he inherited his mother's beautiful face, huge wings, and natural skills such as transformation and telepathy, has recognized almost all demons as "virtues". Qualities such as violence, greed, fickleness, and endless depravity are lost.

Looking at the family crest on the box in front of him, a few tears unconsciously appeared in the eyes of the dungeon lord, and this was also one of the behaviors that other demons scorned.

"It's just that the dust fell into my eyes. After giving himself such an explanation, the demon Amtils opened the chest.

The chest was almost completely empty, except for three sparkling green jadeites and a few scattered pieces of magic jewelry, as well as a small crystal ball, the only relic that the demon's mother had left to her son.

The demon's tears began to get out of control. He still vividly remembers that day half a year ago......

Next to a lava pool in the Abyssal Demon Domain, a group of demons are arguing fiercely. The cause of the matter. It had been forgotten for the most part, and as usual, a few idle demons approached Amtils, who was carefully reading a book in the dragon language in his hand, and laughed at it.

Usually this is the case. It would end in a futile verbal argument, for the demon Amtils had inherited from his mother with the same eloquence as any demon, and he was a head and a half taller than the others, something that any demon would fear.

It's just that. This time there was a little accident.

The surprise was that exactly the day before, Amtils' mother had spent an entire day indoctrining him in the "virtues of the devil." The demons, on the other hand, are ready to put the violent part into practice.

And so the brawl began.

Having never participated in the usual fist and kick exchanges in the Abyssal Demon Realm, Amtils, who lacked actual combat experience, was quickly overturned to the ground and stepped on several times. Amtils, who was in pain, did not hesitate to fight back. And inadvertently cast the summoning technique of the dragon clan that he had just learned in the book.

As a result, a terrifying demon dragon appeared in the air, and with a fiery breath, it instantly ignited everything around it. All but two of the demons that had surrounded Amtils jumped into the lava pool in panic because their wings caught fire, and the rest were reduced to ashes at about the same time.

It was at this moment that Amtils's mother appeared at her son's side and took him back to her home in a nearby village through a magic portal in Guò. Before she had time to heal her bruised son, Amtils' mother turned and walked out of the house, the cries of the dragon coming from outside the door were already close to her brow. Amtils, who had been depleted of his mental power by the summoning technique, fell into a deep sleep.

The demon who opened his eyes found several elders of the clan standing in front of him. The elders recounted in a heavy tone the news of his mother's death in battle against the dragons, followed by a furious Accusations that he had used his summoning spell to summon even the most terrifying creatures in the Abyss Demon Realm, leading to the huge loss of people and property in the village, and finally an emotionless announcement that almost all of the property left to him by his mother would be used as compensation for the incident, and that he would be expelled from the village in order to avoid retribution from the families of the victims of the incident.

Wiping tears from his face, the demon looked up, and a voice echoed in his head: "Bastard, rent! Bastard, rent!"

The demon who subconsciously closed the box and hid it in his arms finally realized that the voice was nothing more than the telepathic debt collection voice of the old red dragon on the mountain, the landlord of the dungeon, Tong Guò, and the red dragon in the crater at the top of the mountain could not see the contents of the box in his arms.

The demon breathed a sigh of relief and began to telepathically plead with his landlord for a postponement of the deadline for paying the rent. There was no doubt that this was no valid reply, and the dejected expression on the dungeon lord's face clearly illustrated the outcome of the plea: the red dragon's reply was to hand over a hundred gold coins to its lair within seven days, or drive people out.

Silently placing the chest back into the distance, the demon shifted the telepathic object to the goblin he had just kicked out of the door. Soon the Goblinsette appeared in front of the demon with a frightened expression on his face and a large bruise on his face, which must have been caused by the Dark Knight's skeleton horse, who had just been awakened by the demon's roar and rushed out of the door.

"Go to the magic shop in the city and get the mage back for me, and call out to the Dark Knight who should be sleeping in the coffin in the cemetery, we need to call an emergency meeting. ”

Poor Seth's trembling feet showed no sign of moving right away, which made the demon annoyed again, could it be that the roar and the kick just now hadn't been able to dispel the goblin's desire to claim his salary?

"Boss, it takes three days to get to the city," the goblin, who saw the demon's brows raised, quickly argued, "Is that travel expense a ......?"

There was another roar, and this time the goblin hurried out the door before the Dungeon Lord's kick hit him, and the voice of the demon's additional mission came from behind him: "By the way, buy some lamp oil and come back!"

In the dark halls, the demons begin to think about how to survive the rent crisis, and the goblins on the mountain trails are thinking about how to bring back lamp oil to his dungeon master, without a single one on him.

The chill in the underground caverns once again woke the Dark Knight from his sleep. Although this temperature no longer had any effect on Salas roaming the world as a skeleton, the humidity that accompanied the cold had a negative effect on the Dark Knight's armor, such as rust and decay, which caused the Dark Knight to complain about the necromancer who had awakened him from his grave all those years ago: why didn't he wake up the servant who had been in charge of his armor all the time before?

Complaining and complaining, Salas still sat up, casually ripped off a piece of the shroud from the corpse in a coffin beside him, and began to wipe his breastplate.

This suit of armor has been with Salas for eight years. This set of armor, stripped from the head of the Holy Knights during the Second Battle of Gosa, sometimes caused a sense of irony to well-emerge in Salas's heart. Wearing such armor, the former head of the Holy Knights, Salas, who fought to the death to maintain the rose mark on his chest, still put on armor with the same mark to fight after his death, could he not get rid of this blooming rose in his life, including the days after death?

The Dark Knight's mind drifted back to eight years ago, when he first met the demon Amtils, the current Dungeon Master. The Cosaac Dynasty, which suffered a heavy blow more than 200 years ago, finally revived many years later, once again ushered in the invasion of the Holy Knights, at this time, the Dark Knight as a mercenary, with his love Mataxis joined the army of the Cosatian Dynasty against the human Holy Knights. (To be continued......)