The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

The voice was very familiar, with a touch of affirmation in the question, and a touch of rigor in the ridicule, who would it be if it wasn't Yura.

A fair and beautiful face, blue long straight hair, and a pair of very serious eyes, there are a pair of bright eyes, but these eyes are set off by a serious face, just like the three-no girl in anime. No mouth, no heart, no expression.

"Hi~" I greeted her with a smile, and she looked at me up and down, and said: "If you haven't seen me for a day, you seem to be haggard a lot. Tell my sister, what happened?"

Without looking at her playful and ambiguous eyes, I scratched my head and said, "I slept late yesterday..."

"Huh?" Yula's eyes narrowed, and her expressionless face was even more deterrent: "Sleep late? What did you do? Did you do some shameful things?"

"Don't talk nonsense" I interrupted her crazy open mind and said, "I didn't do anything shy. I just exercised at night, and I was chatting with others about ‘homely’."

"Only in this way?"

"Only in this way."

I am sure.

Yura's expression eased slightly, only a soft snort in his nose.

Harold interrupted in due course: "An Xiaoyi, I want to go deeper into the nineteenth floor today, are you coming?"

"Come, of course I am coming" I curled my lips: "Otherwise, I will go directly to the nineteenth floor to do what."

Seeing Harold nodded slightly, I asked again: "I said, Harold, have you completed your changing mission?"

"No, I'm doing it."

"That's not a hurry," I said: "When it's almost eleventh level, it's too late."

Harold waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I have sent someone to help me collect things."

"Oh, it turned out to be a collection mission." I was a little disappointed. It seemed that there was no way to squeeze money from him for the time being.

Harold seemed to see my intentions and smiled and said: "I can't let you help me complete all tasks. Good steel is used on the blade. Whenever I encounter such difficult tasks, I still I will ask you."

"Alright" I said: "Then let's go deep into the monsters."

Accompanied by Harold and his group, they headed for a deeper position on the nineteenth floor, and continued to shuttle through the deeper caves.

Among the ghost-faced spiders here, there are more elite ones, fewer ordinary ones, and even fewer giant ones, because they all live in the deepest part of the cave.

Harold and I were in the lead, and the others listened to Yura’s command and cut off.

Without Yura's follow, Harold and I had fun killing monsters while talking in a low voice.

"I heard that you went to the civilian area yesterday" I asked first.

Harold was taken aback, and then said: "The information is so well-informed, it's a pity that you don't become an intelligence organization."

"Don't interrupt" I said, "Did you go to see the old lover?"

"What old lover?" Harold was a little unnatural, and hacked to death a ghost-faced spider, saying: "Just do something personal."

I smirked, but I knew it: I must be the old lover.

Harold, who was a little unnatural, forcibly changed the subject and said to me, "Do you know who the boss behind the guild you slaughtered yesterday is?"

"Isn't it the second young master" I didn't care: "The guys have already explained everything."

"So you already know" Harold said: "Then do you know why I came so early today?"

I cut a ghost face spider in half, and then replied, "Why?"

Harold sighed, "It wasn't because you stabbed all the people in a guild to clean up. As a result, early this morning, before the day broke, the second master came to me directly and urged me to do my best. Do it, and arrest the suspect as soon as possible."

"Yeah, what are you going to do?"

I asked with a smile.

"What else can I do?" Harold glared at me fiercely: "Of course I don't care about him. I am the lord of the city, he is not the lord, and the lord has already made a decision on this coup."

"What decision?"

"Watch the changes," Harold said: "The city lord will not participate in the disputes of the juniors. People with strength will definitely survive. As for those with poor strength, even if they die, he doesn't care."

"Well, your city lord is really a hard-hearted person." I nodded and said smoothly, cutting off the leg of a ghost face spider who wanted to attack me.

"He just doesn't care" Harold said, "Do you know how many children the city lord has in total?"

I shook my head.

"Forty-one!"

"Fuck!" The **** blurted out directly: "Forty-one, your city lord is a stallion or a pig, so you can make it!"

Harold was a little embarrassed, and said: "It's neither a stallion nor a pig, but these town owners are more lustful."

"Damn, is lustful?" I gave him a blank look and asked, "Then how many wives does he have?"

"Sixteen" Harold thought for a while, and said, "There are four mistresses."

I am speechless, man, for this purpose, he has no right to care about his character and morality anymore, because no matter what he says, he can't hide the fact that he has played the world.

He may have been squeezed out a long time ago, and he has no expectations of continuing to live. The only thing he thinks may be to see, in the end, which child will take his place.

I turned my head and said to Harold, "I heard Rodney say that he only has two older brothers, and no younger brother..."

"Yes, he didn't lie."

I was surprised: "Then say so..."

"You are right," Harold said lightly, "The other male heirs are dead."

"Let me take it, what rhythm is this?" I said with a joking tone, "Gong Dou?"

Harold hacked to death two ghost face spiders one after another, and then he took a breath and said: "What are you talking about, what is the palace?"

"Oh, it means a phenomenon in which candidate heirs take action against other heirs in order to have a greater chance of obtaining inheritance rights."

Harold nodded and said, "Well, you explained it right, that's how it is."

"In this way, Rodney is also in danger?"

He swung his sword to block the attack of a ghost-faced spider that was coming up. I took the opportunity to chop the ghost-faced spider into two segments. Then he spared no effort and said, "It is indeed dangerous, but it is not so urgent yet."

"What do you say?"

"Although he is also a candidate for the heir, but because of the fact that he has been in the dungeons all the year round, the Second Young Master and the Young Master have changed their views on him, thinking that he is just a kid who likes to kill monsters," Harold said in a deep voice. : "So, in the current situation, the dispute between the eldest young master and the second young master is the most urgent, and Rodney is the safest one."

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