Chapter 189 Ambiguity

Like a chain reaction, after the paladin suffering from "hereditary fatal incurable disease" fell, the remaining adventurers also fell one after another, and then there were always several so-called "good brothers"

They rush forward and cry for a while, and then each person lifts an arm or thigh.

If the one who "falls" is a druid, he will be strongly requested by the brothers to transform into a werewolf so that the fifth person can "lift" his tail, and then disappear without a trace with a whoosh.

After a while, the usually noisy Central Avenue was filled with only the cold breeze blowing through.

And I am intoxicated with a huge sense of satisfaction. What is this called? This is called "conquering the enemy without fighting." Wow, I didn't expect that I have such a great deterrent power in the minds of those monsters, hehe.

Hee, I'm so sorry.

"Be good in the future and don't do bad things again, otherwise I'll cut your penis off."

I stood on tiptoes and waved goodbye to the backs of the last group of "monsters" leaving in a friendly manner. Then, their figures dwarfed obviously and they all fell down on the street.

"Hey! Why are you walking so carelessly?"

I shook my head and was about to go back when suddenly there was a rumbling sound from the "Demon King's Cave" in front of me (why did another one come out), and my whole body was trembling.

No, is this the collapse event that will happen with a 99% probability after defeating the final boss?

A scene like this suddenly came to mind - several figures were running at full speed in a long cave. The ground beneath their feet had begun to crack. Rocks the size of millstones were constantly falling from the roof of the cave. The entire cave might collapse at any time.

"Bump--" Suddenly, a soldier running at the back accidentally fell to the ground.

"Captain——" The teammates in front turned around and shouted in horror.

"Leave me alone, you go quickly. This is an order——"

The soldier lying on the ground raised his head and waved his hand to stop others from turning around. A decisive smile appeared on his face covered with blood, tears and dust.

"Remember to hand over your final donation for God's birthday for me——"

With tears shed, the others continued to move forward. The next moment, the captain's figure was covered by the falling boulder...

Based on the above, the so-called cannon fodder heroes usually die not in the decisive battle with the Demon King, but in the final landslide after defeating the Demon King.

I counted the team with a solemn look, one, two, three, four, five... I counted it twice, um, not bad, it seems that they are all here.

Unfortunately, my sister was still inside, so I suddenly slapped my head.

However, when I came to my senses, my sister had already run out of the "cave", followed by the poisonous flower vine (it was probably the culprit of the bar collapse).

"Sister Zi, are you okay?"

My sister and I hugged each other as we rushed toward me with a sweet smile.

"Oh, isn't this Acheng (Teng), who is known as a benevolent person? When did you come?"

I said hello to the poisonous flower vine following me.

"Boom——"

Just as he finished speaking, the entire two-story "Devil's Cave" with a height of nearly ten meters collapsed, and a huge vibration and high dust echoed over the entire Rogge camp for a long time.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something..."

I tilted my head and thought.

"Brother Zi, younger brother Zi, we won."

My sister's cheers interrupted my thoughts, and I cheered along with her.

"What should we do next? Brother Zi?" my sister asked me, tilting her head.

"Hmph, well, this -"

I smiled deeply, gracefully lit the cigarette (mop handle) in my hand, and took a deep breath. Kao, why is it a cigar with such a big mouth? Foreign products really have no taste.

I threw away the burning mop coolly.

"After this battle is over, I plan to go back to my hometown and get married."

Hum hum, what a manly answer.

“Who to marry??”

My sister opened her eyes innocently and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Well, let me count -"

I counted them one by one with my fingers: the little girl from the neighbor's house, my childhood friend, my unrelated sister, the beauty idol in the training camp, my father's friend's daughter who was temporarily staying at home, and my fiancée whom I had never met.

…

When he was counting to the ground, he felt a burning gaze on his face. He raised his head and found that his sister's big eyes were staring at him with shining eyes. The expectant eyes seemed to say, "Where am I? Where am I?"

"Of course there is sister."

I held my sister's small hand, and the two of them, holding hands, staggered around and disappeared at the end of the street, humming an unknown tune.

"Oh my! This should be regarded as the most serious damage suffered by the center of the camp in hundreds of years. They are really a pair of demon siblings. Fortunately, they are about to leave Camp Rogge."

After we disappeared, Kasha's figure walked out from the corner of an alley. Looking at the Rogge Bar that had become a pile of ruins, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed with palpitations.

With a slight jump, she was already standing on the ruins, and then started digging with a bang.

"Oh? There is actually a barrel of ale that was not damaged. What an unexpected harvest."

While digging, Kasha's eyes suddenly lit up. He glanced around secretly and found that no one was there. He immediately stuffed the wine barrel into his inventory space at lightning speed.

Although Kasha's character is indeed extremely bad, she has not degenerated to the extent of coming here to make money from dead people. After a while, she dragged out a fat pig-like body from the ruins. It was the body that was killed by a pair of sisters.

The bar owner whom my brother forgot.

"Hey, you're a fat pig, don't say a word if you're not dead."

Kasha slapped his fat face several times mercilessly, and then, the dusty-faced bar owner finally slowly opened his eyes.

"Lord Kasha, I'm so miserable!!"

The bar owner opened his eyes and saw that it was Lord Kasha, the elder of the Rogge camp, and he burst into tears.

Yes, you deserve it, you damn miser, you usually don’t even want to buy a bottle of wine on credit. Kasha secretly despised you, but still showed a sad expression.

"Come, tell me. What happened?"

"Those devil siblings drank the 500-year-old fruit wine passed down from my ancestors as boiled water. What a sin!"

The boss patted his thigh and cried loudly.

"What?"

Kasha was taken aback, and her face changed unpredictably. Of course, she didn't sympathize with the boss's plight, she just pitied the barrel of wine. What a waste!

"What, it's my shop. It's my shop. I don't want to live anymore."

The bar owner who had just woken up did not realize that his bar was in ruins until he suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing. He looked around blankly for a few times, and then he suddenly fainted and fell to the ground without breathing.

After a long time, he finally woke up faintly.

"Well, I will try my best to recover the loss for you. What are your plans now?" What caught Kasha's eye was his "concerned" look.

"..."

"Hmm hum hum. Hahahaha - it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter -"

After being stunned for a while, the boss suddenly turned black. He jumped up from the ground, lowered his head to cover his face, and smiled gloomily. The laughter got louder and louder, and then like a madman, he suddenly pulled open his bra, revealing his smooth skin.

His chest was bright, and he looked like he was the only one in heaven and earth.

"I still have the last weapon, which is known as "the treasure of the store, the treasure of the store, the treasure of the store" - a bottle of 800-year-old fruit wine, hidden under my son's bed, hahahaha -

—God of thieves, you want to kill me. It’s not that easy-wahahahahahahaha-"

As if possessed by a maniac, the bar owner stood on the top of the ruins in an independent posture, looking up to the sky and laughing crazily. The surroundings seemed to be filled with gloomy wind.

"Oh, 800-year-old fruit wine, hidden under the bed?" Kasha's eyes lit up.

"Don't worry, boss, I will definitely protect this bottle of wine for you, and I will never let anyone else get its hands on it."

Kasha held the bar owner's hands and said sincerely.

"Lord Kasha, I have always misjudged you. I thought you were the kind of idiot warrior who refuses to pay back the wine on credit, is too lazy to eat, and has no sense of responsibility. I didn't expect that there is such a dazzling human side hidden in your pitiful character.

."

The bar owner also excitedly held Kasha's hands behind his back.

"Hahahaha - it turns out I am this kind of person in your mind, hahahaha -" Kasha laughed exaggeratedly.

"Hahahaha - yes, you were this kind of person originally, but now I have changed my mind a little, hahahaha -" The optimistic bar owner also laughed seriously with a serious look on his face.

After the collapse, the sky above Rogge’s camp once again echoed with goosebump-inducing laughter...

"Um--!!?"

"It's day——"

As soon as I regained consciousness, I wanted to faint immediately. It was as if my mind had been stuffed into a large refrigerator, which was so heavy that it was scary.

"Um?!!!"
To be continued...