The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The demon in front of her walked slowly, and from her trembling body, she seemed choked enough, and from the frightened look of her sneaking eyes, she seemed to have noticed my discomfort.

“By instinct, the Magic can read each other's talents of good and evil. ”

The Magic Tina in front of me was frightened and frightened. As long as I could see it, I immediately panicked. I felt like I could escape at any moment, and I didn't dare to run.

It's not neurosensitive, extraordinary times, talking to the devil about human rights or anything, it's kind of stupid, all kinds of "thoughts” wandering around in my head from the beginning.

Most directly, I really wanted to find a dark corner, use the soul searching technique, directly get all the memories of the Magic Magic, straightforward, but now I've been on the road, looking a little more.

It should now be in the enemy's home camp, once exposed… in a slightly mild and indirect way.

The less intel I have, the more I say, the more I'm wrong, the more I make a sound argument.

“Update on progress under the report. ”

This question seems simple, but it is actually best suited to the current scenario. There is no need for explanation for superiors to know the progress of the work of their subordinates.

But this time, it's kind of blind.

“We're not lazy, we're not lazy! Recent developments Progress, my team has recently come to two mad warriors, they are very strong, hard at work, just a little stinky, can you move them away... ”

The Magic sporadically said a lot of things, but it didn't work very well, and it seemed to me that the more dissatisfied I was, the less she said it.

It's not what she sees through, it's what she retains, it's just too low a position to know too little.

A team leader, what the superiors asked him to do, what he could see just a little bit, too trivial little things mean nothing to me, listen to her keep reporting that the food is too bad, the company is too stupid, I can't help but cry.

Patience, listening for half a day, had nothing to gain except knowing what they were building.

“Where am I? What the hell are you guys doing? ”

While I'd love to ask for an exit, I can feel a lot of attention wandering around me, and once I do, I'm afraid I'll have to consider killing it.

I persevered in listening to her "debrief," probably because her face was getting ugly, scared that she was already crying, but I didn't stop, she still hung her head to talk.

“ ……. Previously, I was a barmaid in the Angry Capital on the 162nd floor of the Abyss. I really didn't expect this day to arrive at the demonic origin sanctuary... ”

Finally, I heard a weighty word in front of me.

“Where the devil originated? Am I in the abyss now? ”

In contrast to past memories, there is only one place that meets this condition.

At the bottom of the abyss pool, the sleeping ground of Cynthia's flesh!

And I turned a corner, and I saw the giant thing in front of me, and I instantly understood.

It's a pitch-black wall. It's tall, it can't see the top, it can't see the edges.

Countless demons are busy underneath, and they seem to be building something.

The door to the center of the wall, just slightly open, and looking up under the wall, I was “surprised” to find the old acquaintance.

Lady Devil, ex-Pokémon Queen Didina, is directing a busy demon labor underneath, while Imamisia, once a demonic queen, is lying back to rest.

I wouldn't be surprised if it was just them, but another acquaintance, Leona, was already missing.

At this time, the Abyss Daughter, whose face was not very good, was embedded on a pitch-black wall, and the Great Devil was carving a demonic pattern beside her, a peculiar gesture, like a living sacrifice.

Though there should have been a few months of pregnancy, today's tummy is high and seems likely to give birth at any moment.

She seemed to feel me. She looked at me and opened her mouth slightly but couldn't say anything.

And I didn't have time to respond, and when I found out about the conspiracy here, the conspirators naturally released me.

“Get him, he's Roland!! Not master! ”

I didn't even know it was that demon that screamed first, and the eyes of Didina and Imamisia were thrown in, and not only was there surprise, but there was no hidden intent to kill, and I knew that what could be done now, probably had nothing to do with language communication.

“... you, you, you are not His Majesty Cavins, there is an intruder!! Guards!”

The magic demon who led me to the path was only now aware of it and began to summon guards, but I found it more and more interesting.

“I didn't say I was Cavins. I was Cavins' brother, um, not an outsider. Thanks for showing me the way, by the way. ”

The magician stunned, then said silly, "Don't thank me”, looking at this silly look, I shook my head with a smile. Such a silly magician is so rare, I don't want to kill her with my hands.

“Tina! How dare you betray me. How dare you bring Roland here! ”

But by now, Didina, probably out of her mind, was yelling at the walls of the city.

Looking at his superiors... the superiors showed this frenzied look, and the unfortunate Tina instantly showed the hopelessness of the end of the world.

The little magician in front of me looked at me pitifully, trying to resent me and not dare. The more I found it funny, what kind of magician is this? It is so incompetent.

I'd like to talk, but the demons in front of me are surrounded, and all I have to do is kill them.

A top magic queen, a devil's lord? Dozens of Abyss lords? Thousands of middle-aged demons? It's nothing.

Looks like there's something really important here, and instantly, I'm in a good mood.

“Thanks to Ash, it looks like we're really in front of Cavins, so let me see what else Cavins is hiding. ”