"Wait, wait, don't kill me, don't kill—"

Winkel poked his hundredth demon in a row, a large rat as big as a shemale, crushing it with his claws and the ground below. Like an insect, the creature died without making any sound.

Nothing. Without levels, there is no treasure.

With a roar of disappointment, Winkel threw the corpse onto a pile of demonic flesh that had not yet turned into an undead. "I have no more sheep, Your Majesty." Chocolate tells him that he is standing next to another larger pile of slaughtered cows. "Are we going to move to the pigs or to the children?"

"No," Wankel replied, bored to death. Even his chief of staff asked for a break after the eighties, and the dragon began to understand why. He couldn't stand the tedium of the process any longer.

Swiping through levels is not fun at all.

Manlin Victor had some papers in his pocket, as if he had read his master's thoughts, and he joined them. "Has Your Majesty stopped bullying Satan?"

"Minions, I can't get level 11 [Witch Hunter]!" Winkel grumbled, and Chocolate left to feed her remaining cows. "Is the system broken?"

"Your Majesty, I told you that the higher your level, the more experience penalties you get, and the more experience you can get. Before level 20, it is good to repeat the same activity over and over again by killing weaker opponents, but after level 20, the system rewards those opponents who are able to fight back. ”

"So I just stayed in Witch Hu

te

Level 10 until I destroy Fu

ibo

This demon must be destroyed. ”

"Almost". His class president read the document that Manlin Henry had given him about the progress of the class. "Well, let's see your new skills so far...... [Spell Purification]...... [Witch Burning], your fire attack bypasses magic resistance and deals extra divine damage, so your breath should be directed towards Fu

ibo

Such undead have a double effect. [Weaker Magic Resistance], which means you can get rid of weaker spells. [Exorcism I] allows you to learn and cast a first-level exorcism, while [Hunter Resolve] allows you to gain bonuses when fighting attempts to control your mind. ”

"The Exorcism Cafe doesn't do anything," Waquel complained.

"The effects of spells or similar spells are organized into levels of strength from one to ten. However, you don't automatically get access; Pe

k only allows the owner to learn and cast. At this point, His Majesty is the ultimate anti-magic tank. ”

"What is a tank?" Sounds fantastic.

"This means that no one can fight harder than His Majesty." Manlin Victor flattered him, then whistled at the pile of treasure that Winkel had trained to obtain. "So the next item on your war agenda is to recruit new retinues. Is Your Majesty sure they are going to deal with it personally? You don't sound like I've had a problem recruiting kobolds myself. ”

"This time it's different, Minion Victor. We are not hunting for cowards, but for the Vengeance Star, who is evil and must be destroyed. ”

"Does His Majesty have to repeat this phrase every time they mention him?"

"Yes, minions, because this is war, everyone must know!" Winkel sat there, observing the job seekers waiting in line outside the orchard, mostly kobolds, but there were other unique monsters as well.

"In total," said Victor, "we have a hundred kobolds applying." I also ordered C

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Send us residents with a class level of more than 20, including trolls, dryads, and golems. Is this causing trouble for Your Majesty?"

"Minions, I didn't discriminate. All creatures are inferior to me. I will always fight for everyone's right to be my emergency food. ”

"Your Majesty is really ahead of their time."

"Of course, because I'm a dragon." Winkel turned, cleared his throat, and prepared to announce something. "V&V is more than just an adventurous company! You're my baby! Can you be my treasure? Do you have what it takes to be a true servant?"

"He's watching us!" One of the kobolds chirped at the other guards led by Red.

"Quick, put down your spine and obey!" Red pushes the animal down. "Please forgive my cousin, Your Majesty."

Ah yes, Minion nepotism. A vicious slippery slope that leads to a complete lack of discipline. However, since kobolds have been helpful so far, Wink decides to research them first. "You're going to be interviewed as a unit," Vai

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Say, he didn't bother to check on each one individually.

"Rangers!" Red shouted, and the kobold rangers took a pose. "After the captain promoted us to second lieutenant, we gathered all the able-bodied kobolds we could find!"

"Victor minion, did you promote them yourself?"

"Well, yes, I went. Is this a problem?"

"No, no, I'm proud of your initiative. You act like a real chief of staff. "Wink has so many offices to allocate." I am amazed at your growth when I remember the day you begged me to be my slave, when you were just an aimless thief. ”

The Minion glanced at him with his big eyes. "Your Majesty, I remember that we didn't meet like this."

"Then you know you have to take my word for it, it's the official version right now," Winkel said, focusing on the new recruits. "V&V only recruits the best. Have these kobolds stood the test of battle?"

"Not yet, Your Majesty, so we made them interns," Blue said. "Unpaid internships."

"I'm proud," Manlin Victor said.

"Then they will be put on probation and take on the responsibilities of kobold rangers." Winkel agreed. "Although they are too weak to fight Fu

ibo

, but they can help us carry the treasures found. ”

"Did you hear that?" Blake turned to the other kobolds. "You're all interns!"

Kobolds screamed with joy, some hugged each other, and one collapsed from a heart attack. Winkel sent them away. Next.

"Next up are the Treants and the Steel Golems. Obviously, they are a set. ”

"No," Van Kerr decided at once. "Steel golems are not material for minions."

"What? Your Majesty, why not? They're super strong!"

"Victor minion, have you thought about logistics?" Winkel rebuked his chief of staff. "If we don't have food, we can't eat."

"Well, he can help us find it!"

Vai

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frowned. "That's going to have to wait until the tree is fat enough for two people to eat."

The two candidates walked towards Wankel. The puppet looked like a knight in armor, two heads taller than the average human. His steel armor was rusty, he wore an old straw hat and carried a sack of grain. The Treant is just like her kind: a delicious, green-skinned humanoid creature with long black eyes and long black hair that looks like a humanoid. She hid her legs under a robe made of flowers and vines, leaving her blouse exposed. Winkel felt she was a little too skinny, but she looked seductive.

"Your skin is olive," said the Minion, who was distracted by the female elephant. "It's like a real olive."

The delicious dryad glared at him. "Are you biased against people of color?"

"No, no, of course not!" Some of my good friends have colored scales! It's just... It's a land of fantasy, and I haven't seen any non-white, non-furry humanoids since I left the United States. ”

"The United States?" The dryad's eyes widened and he recognized him. "Where? New York?"

Minion Victor's eyes widened. "You've been reincarnated too—"

"In another world?" She finished her sentence at the same time, and the two of them smiled at each other. "Not as a human though. But I can't complain, this body is much better. I'm lucky. ”

"Yes, I heard that an unfortunate claim turned into slime." Since the Minion seemed familiar with the creature, Winkel asked him to take over the interview. "Where are you from?"

"Morocco, but my mother's side is half Spanish. You're American, aren't you?"

"It's always been a Chicago boy." Victor the Minion shows his sleeves, revealing dice and moon tattoos on his skin. The dryad reacts by drawing a mark on the back of her neck, representing a spiral-shaped flower. "Oh, that's a Celebe brand, right?" Goddess of Sex and Fertility?"

"Ah, yes, because that's the only thing people care about her. She is also the goddess of forests and knowledge, did you know? She's smart and old. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not very religious. In particular, the people here worship the dice or tentacle terror that kidnaps humans. Still, it sounds like you're pretty happy with your claimant. ”

"Me. I was about to die silently when this magical goddess appeared to me and said to me, 'Alison, will you live again and restore this land?' How can I refuse?"

"She shows up right in front of you instead of branding you and throwing you aside?"

"I'm here to help Rollo with his agricultural project." The dryant patted the stone statue on the back, "He's been praying to Sibeley that someone will take care of him while he continues to farm, and I'm an automotive engineer on Earth." Puppets don't look like cars, but I can do it. No more 9-to-5 office work. Anyway, I changed my name to Lace because it sounds cool, but my real name is Alison. You can call me Al. ”

This has made a lot of people famous. Winkel deducted some points from her.

"I've been enchanted, I'm Victor." Minions replied as he bared his bright teeth to the she-cat. Unfortunately, his desire to breed led him astray. "I thought the puppets weren't self-aware?"

"1% of them wake up with free will. Rollo is one of them. Since he has a soul, he even has a class hierarchy. Sixty-seven, all of them. ”

"Really?" Victor blinked. "This is the highest level [Farmer] I've ever seen. He has more levels than Flash Knight!"

"Rollo refuses to accept anything but Farmer," the dryad explained. "At least until his goal is achieved."

"I, Rollo, have a dream!" The golem farmer waved his fist. "Go and see the red desert turn green again!"

"So I remember correctly, the area used to be greener," Wankel said happily.

"yes, before the Salari dry up the area." The golem said, anger in his voice.

“Sablawhat ?” Vai

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Repeat.

"Sabrais is a dark elf empire that rules most of the southern continent, Ishfania, and Bahrain," Allison said. The devotees of Sabra the Sabra the Vandals eventually occupied it, hence the name; In order to hasten their patrons' goal of cosmic entropy, they created a magical cataclysm that turned the entire empire into a red desert. Brandon Moore, a demon lord and illegitimate son of a dark elf, then took over the ruins of Ishfania with summoned monsters. ”

Winkel noticed that he could now listen to long monologues without getting bored. Is it the result of a new intelligence point?" Because you're also from Earth," Allison continued. "Did DiCaprio finally win an Oscar?"

"Yes, but not for the Wolves of Wall Street." The dryads seemed disappointed. "I know, I guess after that movie, they gave him a consolation prize."

"Maybe I should move to North America in that world and create a better Hollywood. This is not fair. ”

"That world is North America?" The Minions picked it up.

"Haven't you seen the complete map of the Northwest Wind Continent?"

"Only the southern region of Gadmani."

Noticing Manlin Victor's embarrassment, the delicious Allison casts a spell and the vines grow out of the ground, forming a map with names that Winkel doesn't recognize.

"It looks like a rough map of Europe, and the borders of the countries are all wrong......" The minion suddenly dropped the word, as if realizing something. No......"

"Ofremond is a magical mirror of the Earth," Allison said, "making a big difference." I mean, they have an island like Atlantis in the Atlantic, Malta is flying, and-"

"Minions," Winkel pulled the interview back on track, "we're here to discuss their future as meat shields, not to make friendly small talk." ”

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty. Alison, what's your level?"

"Twenty-four, mainly [druid] and [Vesta]."

"Alright. You can be a doctor when we raid the dungeon. ”

"Raid the dungeon?" The delicious creature frowned. "As a dryant, there's no way I'm not going to die a mile away from the orchard."

So she couldn't leave the village. This solves the problem. "You've both been fired." Vaquil immediately "congratulated" the golems and the dryads.

"You didn't hire us," Alison retorted.

"You're still fired. You are no longer emergency food. Now you're just food. ”

The two wisely decided not to linger any longer. "Before you go," Victor asked Lovely Alison. "Do you want to find a place to have a drink?"

"Only on you," she replied baring her teeth, and the map of vines vanished behind her.

The Minions watched the two men leave while looking at the back of the she-bear. "Minions." Van Kerr sighed. "You should let her breed and then keep going."

The Minions' faces turned red. "It worked last time, but I think it's too early now."

"Minions, if you want to lay eggs on a female, you need to impress her with the size of your reserve. Let her see your bling before letting them breed. Females will do the same to attract males, but be sure to check the size of their treasures. You wouldn't want the poor to take care of your eggs. ”

"Does the king only have children with the rich?"

"Of course not. Why should I put an egg in another dragon's belly? More dragons means more scramble. No, minion, reproduction is a creature like you, you die at any moment, and you must continue before your species becomes extinct. ”

Come to think of it, since the other dragons didn't compete, he might get paid for killing his own kind...... Winkel considered the morality of hunting his own kind for money, and then decided to wait until after the destruction of Frebon.

"Also, Manling Victor, there is no breeding harassment between the Minions, which would lead to tension and Minion war."

"That's why I waited until you fired her before I acted," Manlin Victor replied, and then the next candidate appeared, a tall, skinny green troll with green fur and a fanged pig face. "This is Barnabas."

"Trolls?" Vai

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His eyes narrowed. "I've burned a lot lately."

"I noticed." The troll replied. "When you destroyed the Revodang Forest, you killed everyone I knew. Thankfully, I hate everyone I know. ”

"Barnabas, what's your rank?" Manlin Victor cleared his throat and interrogated him.

"Twenty-one, [blacksmith], [merchant], [alchemist]. Mainly blacksmiths. I make weapons, but I don't use them. ”

"You've been hired," Van Kerr said immediately. "I promote you to be my royal armourer. You're going to do something the size of a dragon right away. ”

"Of course, if I can get new raw materials." Victor pointed to the pile of things that Winkel had dropped on the ground during training. "That'll do."

And so the recruitment ended. "That's fast," Victor said, and Barnabas got to work at once.

"That works," Winkel replied. "What's next?"

"You've 'recruited' Chocolati

e and c

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t all have class levels that can help with the dungeon. Chocolate, because we need a healer, croissants, because we need a meat shield to deal with traps, I hate him. I wish we could have a good level caster, but we'll just have to settle for what we have. ”

"Alright, minion. That's it. ”

Congratulations! In order to fulfill your noble wishes, you have recruited a huge adventurous company, and you have gained a rank in [Noble]!

+30 hp， +10 sp， +1 vit， +1 agi， +1 i

t， +1 cha， +1 lack !

You've won a perk in the [Perk] category!

[Perk]: You receive a monthly perk of 400 gold multiplied by your total level.

When a large pile of gold appeared before him with a shining light, Winkel's eyes widened with a pure, unrestrained joy.

Finally!

In the name of the old demon, he had waited too long for this moment! 400 per level once Vai

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Reaching level 10 means 40,000 coins per month, 500,000 a year! He would swim in a vast ocean of glittering gold and -

"[Converting gold to lead]."

The coin turned to lead, and a flash of black magic made Winkel's heart skip a beat. He immediately glanced at the source of the catastrophe and sat on a pile of demon corpses.

Fu

ibo

His bony fingers were still giggling at his dirty magic!

"That's for you to blow up my library, you stupid lizard," said the lich, then adopting a mocking tone at Winkel's wordless hatred, "and they're right...... Silence is golden. ”

Furibon insisted on saying the word, and Van Kel was so angry that he couldn't move.

"Your Majesty." Victor interjected. "Use [Spell - - - - -]"

Before his minions could finish, Winkel roared angrily and tried to smash the lich with a dragon, but the undead giggled and teleported away. However, Varkel's hand smashed into the pile of demons, causing a large crater and causing a small earthquake.

"Oh my God, Your Majesty's stamina is showing." Victor the servant complimented his master as if it would make him happy.

"Don't wait any longer, Minion Victor." Winkel declared that he was hell-bent on revenge. "We're going to raid the dungeon tomorrow!"

He had already imagined Fu

ibo

Treasures that will be dropped.