The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 170 Herilind?Herilind!
[Three days of No.70 melted... Thanks to the good habit of writing a diary, I still remember the time on the 570th floor where day and night are almost the same. 】

The uncle with white hair recorded the diary in this way, the quill in his hand paused, leaving an ink dot on the parchment page.

Wasted some ink...not a very distressing thing.

After all, this place is not as good as the main plane, and the ink here is almost inexhaustible... Every day, the fishing crew will catch many cuttlefish and squid.

Almost all of these fresh inks that exude a fishy smell are used by him to write... Of course, it's not just for keeping a diary.

In addition to the diary, there is also a bill for the captain of the ship.

As an earl, he was a little rusty who hadn't done clerical work for a long time, but after all, he was much better than others.

The aristocrats who melted together with him have completely degenerated what they once learned in the aristocratic school.

Only a small number of aristocrats who were educated by families and elites, who worked as hard as he did, still retain some skills.

The art of counting and recording.

"..."

There is nothing worth recording today... He writes something, and he just records the date.

Seth rubbed his stubble, closed the diary, and looked at the sea outside the cabin amid the turbulence.

It's starting to get dark.

Of course, on the 570th floor of the abyss, the difference between day and night is not that big, which is one of the reasons why this place is so suitable for ghouls to survive...

Maybe it's time to sleep...

Then look forward to returning to the main plane one day.

Hope to have a dry dream...

I don't know how my daughter is doing, I haven't seen the "dragon" and "people who help her" in her mouth...

When Seth was thinking this way and preparing to sleep for tomorrow, he suddenly heard the noise outside the cabin...

Can vaguely hear 【There are enemies! ] A class of words.

Seth also got up immediately, ready to go out to check the situation, but immediately heard a familiar female voice.

A light, righteous voice, like that of a female knight, came from outside the cabin...

"Crew members who have no combat effectiveness, please don't worry, just stay patiently in the cabin... The battle will end soon."

Although the voice sounds very righteous, but...

In fact, the person who spoke was an extremely evil-looking demon with a black carapace and a female body curve.

The carapace has edges and corners, and there are always clusters of barbs. No matter how you look at it, you are a super villain, and you can't associate it with the sound.

But as long as you work together for a while, you will find that...

The other party was so knightly that he could no longer be a knight, and the upright could no longer be upright... He was like the perfect protagonist in a novel about knights.

Since the boatswain named Herilind said so, of course Seth immediately... rushed out!
Well, what Herilind said was [the non-combatant crew patiently stayed in the cabin], so Seth rushed out!
Because he is capable of fighting.

Although he doesn't know why, he always gives people a pure feeling, and he feels that he is pure [Sebbelia's poor father], but...

The nobles and professionals in this world actually had some connections before.

It can even be said that if there is no academy, or if talents do not appear in commoners, then professionals will become synonymous with nobility.

And now?Nobility is synonymous with professionals...

……

The status of the nobles originated from the wars during the founding of the kingdom. The ancestors of these nobles seized the status with their own [strength].

Then, this [power] has been handed down to this day because of the inheritance of blood, and it is reflected in the current nobles.

Nobles are noble not because of their noble nobility, but because of their noble blood.

The blood flowing in their bodies, and the power born with it, are the reason why they have this status.

"Cough, cough, [please help Bai Feixue, cooperate with gray dust and wind to bury it, dead winter...]"

Seth chanted while observing the situation... A group of demon crew members on the ship, as well as some nobles he was familiar with, were fighting with the ghouls.

Judging from the wetness on the deck, it was those ghouls who came from the bottom of the sea. After finding that they could not penetrate the bottom of the ship, they came up to attack.

This has happened countless times these days.

It can only be said to be annoying.

"..."

Then what's the matter, I haven't chanted [Grey Snow Technique] for a long time.

Such thoughts stayed in his head for a few moments, and then he connected the chant just before the spell was about to fail——

"[Seal up everything, freeze your mind! The name of the technique is Alisonville Lareal Ash Snow Curse]!"

By chanting the original scriptures of hundreds of thousands of words in the communication memory, the model of the spell was constructed, filled with magic power, and then...

Magic unleashed! ! !

……

In an instant, gray-white flying snow fell from the sky out of thin air, hitting a small piece of ghoul's body, turning into frost of the same color.

The frost that had fallen on the deck was also gray and white, staining everything with a delicate, dead gray.

And those frozen traces that appear on the ghouls make their movements very slow, and their movements are also greatly restricted.

Then, the head was quickly severed.

……

The battle also ended quickly under the influence of his mage... How should I put it, he also had to boast——

Although he has not been an adventurer for a long time, he was also very strong in the past.

Umm...until he took an arrow in the ass and married his frizzy, apologetic archer teammate.

What a nostalgic youth.

……

"Well done, Seth."

Amidst Herilinde's voice of approval, Seth nodded in a very aristocratic style and saluted.

In fact, this is not the first time he has shot...

It's not the first time those ghouls on the 570th floor have attacked this ship, but this is normal.

Because this is war... It's a war between the demon lord on the 569th floor and the [Despicable Corpse Demon] lord on the 570th floor.

He and his companions from the main plane happened to be seen and rescued by a certain ship of the 569th floor fleet on the day they melted.

Otherwise, maybe drowned?Or was it caught and eaten by ghouls?

The demon lord on the 569th floor is a muscular and strong demon with a good attitude towards humans, or...

In fact, they are treated equally.

That demon lord didn't seem to see the difference of race, only the strength of strength... As long as he can be used, the one who helps him fight is a good person.

Regardless of strength or weakness, they are more or less useful.

This is also the reason why nobles like them were arranged on this ship to work under Herilinde Boatswain.

After all, these nobles are professionals, relatively speaking, they are actually very useful.

"Victory is imminent, there will be a banquet in the second half of the night...do you want to participate?"

Herilinde said this, as if she was wearing a black armor, looking at the endless sea, said: "If you don't participate, I will tell the captain."

In this regard, the nobles who came out looked at each other...

……

That's right, victory is imminent... Now that the fleet of the Vile Corpse is powerless, the 570th floor of the abyss will soon become the territory of the 569th floor.

As for the matter of [holding a banquet], they are actually not very interested...

Although there is some meaning of looking down on the abyss, but in such a deep layer, the quality of food and drinks is indeed average.

At least it is completely incomparable with the life they once enjoyed.

In contrast, everyone still wants to know some other things...

"So, what will happen to us after the war is over?"

A nobleman asked, and Seth knew her...Wendy LaBrace, Count LaBrace.

The aristocrats are in the south, and his circle of interests does not intersect.

But these days, the other party seems to have some interest in Seth, a handsome uncle, and he always secretly teases him, but it's a pity...

Seth still hasn't gotten over the grief of his wife's death.

As for this, it looks terrible, but everyone knows that Herilinde, who has a good personality, shook his head: "The war will not end..."

"After occupying the 570th floor, there will be the 571st floor, and there will be the 572nd floor. That is the future I have to face, but you are different."

Herilinde said so simply, and then explained to these newcomers: "Whether it's you or me, there are actually other choices."

Herilinde, who said so, showed a little admiration: "We have helped [Warlord] win this battle, so we can choose freedom... Maybe you can choose to return to the main plane? "

However, Herelinde had nowhere to go.

Where will be her shelter?

"..."

However, these nobles also showed hesitant expressions... It would be good to return to the main plane, but how would they go back?

This is the 570th floor...

If you look for the gaps between the connecting layers again and again, and then slowly go up layer by layer, when will it be the end?

And the inhabitants of the abyss will not be friendly to guide them.

"How... how do we go back? The lord on the 569th floor... Will Mr. War Lord send someone to escort us?"

"Well, I guess not..."

"..."

Indeed, it is good to be able to set them free, and it is unlikely to waste the troops that will be thrown into the next war at any time to escort or something.

Many nobles showed expressions of giving up...

It's actually not bad to stay under the Lord of War. Although it's not as good as the main plane, everything needs to be compared.

Here, they can be treated with a normal level of respect.

"Well, I see."

As Seth said this, he looked at the completely blackened sky with emotion, and said, "After returning to the 569th floor, I will bid farewell to the war lord."

Regarding this, a nobleman on the side asked in surprise: "Seth, do you... have a way to return to the main plane?"

Without a doubt, no...

"Go back layer by layer...don't use that expression."

When Seth said this, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was firmness in his eyes: "I have a reason to go back."

This kind of thing, in fact, everyone has...more or less.

Then, just go back, return to the main plane... no matter how long it takes, no matter what the probability of death is.

Be sure to go back...from taking the first step.

"Yeah, me too... I can't worry about my silly boy."

"Who isn't? I haven't cleared up the grievances of my McKenning family in front of Her Royal Highness..."

"I don't want to give up my title! That is the honor of my family!"

"My Sebbelia, I don't know..."

"..."

Looking at the nobles who were discussing fiercely, Herilinde chuckled while looking into the distance, and then looked into the distance with emotion.

After being bought by the war lord, she knew immediately... as long as she participated in a victorious war, she could be free.

Now she's free...but does she need to?

In other words, what was she born for?Does her existence have any meaning?She is confused.

However, she didn't expect an answer, or...

In fact, it is precisely because she does not want to be answered that this kind of confusion arises. Sometimes she will look back at her short life.

Born in the egg, transcended in the fight, lost in the duel, caught after leaving, and started the war at this moment...

Yes, she has no dreams.

……

And these human nobles who were rescued by her... have dreams in their hearts, and the desire to return to the main plane.

This made Herilinde a little envious.

"..."

But soon, she immediately noticed something, looked into the air suddenly, and threw the sword at her waist: "Who?!"

Amid such voices, a figure suddenly appeared in a place where there was nothing in the air...it was a man.

"Ah, that's amazing. Even though it's only the second level, it's the first to notice me."

The man who said so caught the sword, and casually threw the spiked [sword] back to Herilinde.

Then, under the guarded eyes of the surrounding demons, they ignored the vigilance of those people.

"Silver hair, uncle... Well, you are the Earl of Seth, right? Maalchius Hart Seth?"

The man asked Seth in the crowd, and then nodded in astonishment, and said simply: "My name is [Pelope], your daughter and her companions, entrust me to come to the abyss to save you."

Seth was visibly stunned by this.

His own daughter...and companions?

……

First of all, my daughter probably won't have that face, so there is no doubt...

"companion?"

In response to Seth's rhetorical question, Pelopelo, who was floating above the deck, simply nodded and looked at the demon crew members who had relaxed their vigilance.

"Well, your daughter's companion, I don't know if you know... is a smart abyss dragon, and a slime that has been staying on the dragon's head."

"..."

That's right, my daughter mentioned it... It seems that I met a very powerful [companion], after all, the man in front of me definitely doesn't look weak.

Seth sincerely lamented his daughter's luck...

……

"Abyssal dragon... and slime?"

Herilinde also seemed to think of something, she raised her head in surprise, and looked at Pelopelo: "Is it on the main plane?"

In this regard, Pelopelo nodded suspiciously, not knowing why the armored demon reacted so strongly.

But obviously...

The combination of an abyss dragon and a slime is very strange and rare, maybe there is only one such configuration in the world, so...

If nothing else!That's them!

(End of this chapter)