The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1227

Scarcity drives up value, and the culinary manual and recipes sold for a good price in Allen's hands. Part of the price was paid in exchange for the precious materials Allen needed, while the rest was paid for with soul stones that allow passage through the Abyss.

Soulstones were of little use to Allen, a traveler from another dimension. Even though they could be used as the core components of puppets and golems, that was an effect only high-level soulstones possessed. Therefore, Allen's first thought after acquiring these soulstones was to buy a sizable warehouse behind the restaurant, which would serve as a practical training ground for the academy.

This was one of the reasons Allen chose this shop, because it was adjacent to a slum and had many inconveniently located vacant buildings, which would be perfect for the future expansion of the restaurant and school.

With the Assassin Guild as their backer, the restaurant no longer needs to worry too much about the rampant demons causing trouble in the city. Even if Allen leaves the Abyss in the future, the Assassin Guild will definitely protect Bella and the others for the sake of training professional chefs, so that the profession of chef can be passed down and continued in the Abyss.

Of course, these were just Allen's own plans, and when they were implemented in reality, many unexpected situations often occurred.

"Call your boss out here. Tell him the boss of the Augustus gang wants to talk to him about the protection money you need to pay for operating on our turf!!!"

A few days had passed since Brent visited the shop, and Allen was busy gathering intelligence and supplies for the assassination mission he had taken on. Unexpectedly, a group of uninvited guests barged into the shop, which had not yet opened, and made threatening remarks to Willie and the workers who were busy in the shop.

Although Willie had found his own path to legend and undergone rigorous training with Allen, he was only a hair's breadth away from reaching the initial stage of legend, and could break through at any moment. However, facing the mid-stage legendary snake demon wielding six arms, even if Willie advanced to legend, he would still be no match for it.

Adding to the fact that there were more than a dozen fierce-looking thugs scattered inside and outside the shop behind the other party, Willie knew that he couldn't handle this group of thugs on his own. He could only secretly crush a magic rune on his body and call the police for help from Allen, who had gone out to buy things.

Sensing the unusual activity emanating from the runes on his body, Allen quickly returned from the upper area and sensed from afar that many more abyssal demons had appeared inside and outside his shop.

"What's going on?"

With a displeased expression, Allen leaped across the ground like lightning and rushed towards the door. His terrifying Saint-level aura was unleashed directly, and without concealing his strength, the demons inside and outside the shop instantly felt a pressure as heavy as a mountain pressing down on them. Some demons couldn't withstand it and collapsed to the ground.

Before he even stepped into the store, his powerful and domineering voice boomed like thunder, reaching the ears of everyone inside and outside. However, when Allen entered the store and glanced around, he found that the situation seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

In the most open space of the shop, a dozen demons, their hands and feet bound and wounded, crouched timidly on the ground. Many of them, unable to withstand Allen's overwhelming pressure, lay sprawled on the ground like corpses.

The store workers, including Bella and Willie, were safe and sound, standing with a demon that had a humanoid outline but no facial features on its head, only a pair of eyes formed by infernal fire and a slit forming lips.

"Hello, Mr. Allen."

The demon, whose skin had a strange, translucent gel-like state and whose arms had transformed into bony claws resembling five daggers, was a rare race in the abyss—the Assassin Demon. He calmly endured the pressure that Allen was gradually building up on his body, and bowed to Allen in salutation: "I am Sidney, a guard sent by Vice President Brent to protect the store. It was my dereliction of duty that I failed to stop these guys from causing trouble in time."

"How they handle things is now entirely up to Mr. Allen."

Even the assassin demon, who had revealed his demigod strength, was not in a good position when faced with the pressure of a top saint. His body trembled slightly, forming ripples on his skin, which was quite interesting.

Allen frowned slightly. Although he knew the Assassins' Guild would make some arrangements in private, he hadn't expected them to be so ostentatious. However, he quickly composed himself, his eyes sweeping coldly over the group of imprisoned demons. He asked with slight disgust, "What are you all here for?" "They're members of Augustus, the biggest gang in this slum. They say they're here to collect protection money from your shop."

The assassin Sidney extended a foot, from which a grayish-brown bone spur sprouted, and then plunged it into the bloated abdomen of one of the demons, immediately eliciting a pig-like scream from the unfortunate fellow.

"This snake demon is the third-in-command of the Augustus Gang, and his name seems to be Riandel."

The high-pitched wails echoed for hundreds of meters, alarming the soldiers of the city's defense force on duty not far away. However, no demon warriors have come out to investigate the situation from that building so far. It seems that even this city, which appears to have order and rules, is a land of freedom for some beings.

"My lord, I was wrong..."

Allen's large hand landed lightly on the snake demon's head. The snake demon's face opened wide in terror, trying to utter words of pleading, but before it could finish speaking, it was lifeless. There was only a crisp sound and a splash of blood on the ground before the snake demon's massive body simply disappeared.

Only the clumps of splattered meat on the ground still retained the other party's scent and warmth.

"Go back and tell your boss and the other gang leaders in the slums that my shop doesn't need your protection. Don't let your members cause trouble on my turf again, or this snake demon will be your fate!!"

“Get lost!!!”

"Thank you, sir!! Thank you, sir!!"

"Go quickly!!"

The surviving thugs heard Allen's words as if they had heard heavenly music. Although their limbs trembled with fear and dread, driven by the will to survive, they scrambled towards the gate on all fours and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

Unfortunately, the demon, pierced by the bone spikes formed from the Assassination Demon's giant foot, was already on the verge of death and had no strength left to escape. Sidney swiftly withdrew his foot and kicked, instantly severing the demon on the spot. He then apologized to Allen, saying, "Leave the rest to me. No other demons will ever come knocking again."

As for Allen's actions, he did not think much of the assassination attempt on Sidney. In this abyss, revenge is the norm, and no demon will feel any gratitude for the kindness of others. On the contrary, some demons would think that the person who did such an act was too weak and could be bullied and harmed.

If it were Sidney, he would have sent those guys' souls back to the blood pool to be reborn, giving them no chance to turn the tables and take revenge.

"Then it's hard work for you."

Allen frowned slightly, but didn't say anything else. After all, they had helped him this time, and since they weren't his subordinates, their actions were beyond his control, and they had their own rules for how to act.

He only hoped that the demons he had released would spread the word about his true strength and ruthless methods, dispel some of their malice towards his shop, and prevent the Assassin's Guild's tentacles from getting too involved in his business.