After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King

  Chapter 130 Those who should not be angry

  Here has just experienced a **** battle, as evidenced by the scattered orc corpses on the ground. The weapons in the hands of these orcs in civilian clothes were also scattered on the ground.

   "Damn bandit! Bah!"

  The unshaven man spat in disdain, and he spat in disdain, cursing: "Sure enough, it's the same in any country. It's said that the beasts are rich in wealth, isn't there still some people who can't survive?"

  From this point of view, this unshaven man is still a clear-headed person. He is already stronger than many civilians and ordinary people who can live a decent life... At least he knows that ordinary people become robbers because ordinary people cannot survive.

   "Hurry up, don't make any more troubles."

   Jaraz, who was wearing a blindfold, said so. He watched the soldiers under his command tidy up the battlefield, and noticed a headless war horse passing by the side of the convoy, with a man and two women sitting on it... the headless horseman?

   "Kick, tap, tap ~"

  The sound of the horseshoes gradually slowed down, and finally stopped beside the convoy. Jaraz, some other soldiers, and two other men immediately became alert... After all, the monsters and the empire were still at war before.

   "Are these orcs... bandits? You should be an ordinary caravan, right?"

   The veiled man sitting right in the middle of the horse asked... But judging from the headless horse under his crotch, the opponent's head should be a fake.

   In front of the man, the loli with long black hair and red wings looked at the team with scrutiny, while the wolf girl behind the man lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

   It's an interesting combination.

   "I thought that the orcs wouldn't be reduced to becoming robbers."

The man seemed eager to talk, so Jaraz casually flirted with him: "There are always those in remote areas, where the dirt is hidden under the glamor. They may be owed money by their parents, or What else, who can say?"

  However, after saying a few words like this, I feel relieved. It seems that this headless horseman doesn't seem particularly hostile to the empire... After all, the truce is a great thing for the kingdom of monsters.

   "You should be a slave caravan, right? Returning to the empire from the orc country? Bring a batch of orcs?"

  The headless horseman (?) man said so, which attracted the attention of everyone in the team, but they didn't dare to do anything and were reluctant to scold the headless horseman... After all, the difference in combat power lies here.

  Although the crowd tactics can indeed kill them, it will bring great losses.

   "Are you walking on the official road like this? I remember that in the empire, slave hunting teams are illegal?"

The other party seemed to be talking about a dangerous topic, and Jaraz didn't want to discuss it anymore, but the bearded man beside him responded with a smile: "Brother, you know a lot about the empire, but It won't be illegal anytime soon."

   "..."

Looking at the headless horseman (?) man who was stunned for a moment, the bearded man took out a small bag of silver coins from his pocket and handed it to him, saying: "Our highness has reached an agreement with Lord Caligula. Agreement, now the knights will not stop us."

   "Protocol? What protocol?"

  The man took the bag of silver coins and asked while putting it in his pocket, while the wolf girl behind him buried her head even deeper... making it difficult to see her thoughts clearly.

   "We don't know either. Anyway, we want to give Her Royal Highness a large sum of money. Although the income is a little less, it is much safer after all. Brother...you know enough, why don't you just say goodbye?"

The bearded man said, he chuckled, and subconsciously felt that the headless horseman (?) felt that the amount of money was not enough, so he took out three or four gold coins from his arms, put them into the cloth bag face to face, and handed them to The one next to me.

Jaraz and the other man saw it, but they didn't say anything. It would be good if they could avoid an incident... Once the elf is sold, the income can't be compared with a few gold coins that's it.

   However, the man didn't respond, he just looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

   "That's it... Yi! Sha! Bei! La!"

The man said this, with a bit of irritability suppressed in his voice. He called the Empress of the Empire directly, and his voice changed from a deliberately suppressed middle-aged voice to a teenager's voice. It's indescribably familiar.

  But before everyone could think of anything, the man's chanting proved his identity.

   "First Wing Post!"

  The young man said, his eyes filled with red flames, and the war horse under him instantly fell apart. Along with his emotions, Mana seemed to become a lot more violent, and the jet-black Mana that exploded in an instant formed a huge shock wave.

   "Scarlet Dragon!"

  Accompanied by such a voice, the scarf on the man's face was instantly burned to the ground by the fiery flames, revealing a face that every person in the empire could recognize... The surrounding air became extremely anxious, and the dead leaves seemed to be directly burned.

   "Broken wings!"

The huge and scarlet wings shattered instantly behind the young man, and then quickly reassembled. The huge wings spread out wantonly and pervertedly. Different from [Wingspan], the wings at this moment are surprisingly huge and look like burning It is as dazzling as a sword embryo.

  Phantom wings that were at least thirty feet long spread out behind him, and as they flapped randomly, billowing heat waves swept over everything around, and the trees around the road quickly turned into ashes.

  The huge scarlet scales, like covering the sky and covering the sun, swear its existence to the world ferociously, making people seem to look directly at the sun, and it exudes a considerable degree of brightness.

  The air also became extremely hot, but the heat wave shrank instantly in the next moment, and the surrounding temperature returned to normal, just like the space that was about to implode, but it made the surrounding temperature look a bit cold.

  The carriage containing the precious goods, which was avoided by the restrained heat, was also shattered at this moment, and the guards and cages inside were overturned, exposing the scarred elf inside.

With the exposure of the goods, the boy's eyes gradually changed from pitch black to extreme crimson, and as the anger in his heart reached its peak, the black mantra engraved on his neck also began to turn from pitch black to black in circles. The color turns to red.

   That was a symbol of the consul's anger, and the identity of the man in front of him was also known by everyone present—

   "Master Ira? Ira Alcarras?!"

   Jaraz yelled in horror.

  However, Yila did not respond to him, but raised her head, with a sense of oppression and atmosphere as if she had fallen into an abyss and quagmire, her eyes were scarlet...

   blinks lightly.

  (end of this chapter)