Anime Crossover: I Became the Bull Demon King in My Own Land

I thought I could finally get some rest after the stakeout was over, but I still have to keep an eye on Terri 24/7, fearing that the other side might send someone to assassinate me.

"Go and ask someone for me."

"Lord Terry, you are going to..."

Lolo frowned slightly, consistent with the real guy. His style of doing things was also mainly based on strategy, and he was good at infiltration and assassination.

They guessed Terry's thoughts quite accurately.

"There's no time for dawdling, let's cut to the chase." Terry's wrinkled face was grim.

"Go and invite the Icarus Familia for me."

"Tell that guy to name his price."

As soon as he finished speaking, both of them were startled at the same time.

Immediately, the image of that perpetrator—always cheerfully smiling, yet with his hands stained with blood—appeared before his eyes.

The leader of the Icarus Familia, level 5, is a man who enjoys torturing his prey and pursues pleasure at will, and is notorious in the underworld.

"The Savage," Dix Perdix!

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Underground city.

Level 18.

As one of the rarest floors in the dungeon that does not continuously spawn monsters, this floor is also known as the "safe floor".

Another explanation is that the dungeon consumed too much power when it spawned "Goliath the Giant" on the 17th floor, thus leaving a gap.

In short, this place unexpectedly became a resting place for adventurers.

At the unusually high cave ceiling, there are strange crystal structures that, through a unique interplay of light and shadow, create the distinctive day and night cycle within the underground city.

In the high places where it was easy to defend and difficult to attack, people even built a small town for trading and resting.

Its name is "Riverra".

A crooked and twisted place, rife with shady merchants, yet it undeniably provides convenience to everyone.

"Oh~ it looks really popular."

Niu Niu Eugene makes a dazzling appearance.

At this moment, he had already transformed into a muscular man using transformation magic.

After all, the lower caves are very bright, unlike the upper floors where the cow's face could be hidden in the darkness.

Thanks to the countless bottles of magic potions he's consumed, Eugene's MP is probably enough to sustain his transformation for a month or two.

There's absolutely no need to worry about being exposed.

He swaggered into the town, his exceptionally tall stature and domineering aura drawing attention.

"Hey bro! New face here, you've got a really good physique!"

Someone immediately came to solicit customers.

"Are you going to shop, check into a hotel, or perhaps seek out some special services?"

Everything you need is available; your satisfaction is guaranteed!

Eugene looked at this guy, who practically had the word "profiteer" written all over his face, and didn't refuse.

His voice was hoarse, making people feel very uncomfortable: "Have a drink, and ask about some news."

"Alright! This way, please!"

The two walked along, passing various crooked wooden houses, shouting that there were many people who had been scammed along the way.

They arrived at a bar made of wooden planks, which reeked of alcohol and stank so badly that it was almost unbearable, but no one complained.

Those glamorous and dazzling things belong only to true masters, such as those slick and shiny guys from the Loki Familia.

For adventurers at the bottom of society, this kind of dirty, muddy life is the norm.

"Just throw some money at me." Eugene casually tossed out a handful of cash.

Even though it's just coins, it's still like throwing money in front of people.

It's worth mentioning that this money doesn't take up any space; it's just a line of numbers in the system status bar, and you can access it whenever you need it.

It's incredibly thoughtful.

He currently has 60 million from opening chests, making him one of the wealthiest adventurers in Orario.

After all, even the top-tier level 5 "War Maiden" Ais Wallenstein would worry about a debt of 40 million.

Not everyone can be like Ora, the strongest "fierce warrior" in Ora, who can casually spend hundreds of millions to acquire equipment.

"Oh, sir, you're too kind!"

Perfectly embodying the money-grubbing virtues of the Rivera residents, the bartender boasted for a while before serving Eugene a large glass of wine.

He lowered his voice: "Ahem, what would you like to know? Please speak."

“Monsters,” Eugene said, swirling his drink, “the kind that can talk.”

The bartender paused for a moment, then gave this spendthrift guy a blank stare.

Monsters can talk? Then pigs can climb trees!

"I'm sorry, sir, we really don't know."

The bartender, with a forced smile, was about to introduce some other services when he was suddenly interrupted by a loud laugh.

"Haha! Bro, I think I heard something interesting?"

A bald, burly man reeking of alcohol, with a stubble beard and tattoos on his face, approached and put his arm around Eugene's shoulder without any hesitation.

"what did you just say?"

"Monsters can talk? That's ridiculous!"

This person… Eugene looked at the bald man’s maliciously smiling face.

Do I look familiar?

"Who are you?" His voice remained short and cold.

"I am Grandpa Gran of the Icarus Familia."

The bald man made no attempt to hide his identity; on the contrary, he seemed quite proud of it.

Even though the Icarus Familia doesn't have a good reputation.

But a bad reputation is still a reputation.

Eugene's expression shifted slightly as he remembered.

This guy is a minor character, probably one of Dick's henchmen.

Their strength isn't particularly outstanding, but it's not weak either.

Is it Lv4, the lowest level, or Lv3, the highest level, like Aisha?

"Brother, I'm curious, what kind of rumors did you hear to ask such a question?"

Grant's expression was playful, while Eugene remained completely unmoved in the face of such a thug.

"...the outside world."

"Oh, I see. No wonder." Gran's eyes widened. "After all, the world is vast and full of wonders."

He questioned again, this time in a noticeably lower voice.

"So, what do you want to do by asking this?"

really.

Eugene sensed a wavering hostility.

The Icarus Familia has a deep involvement in the "talking monsters," which are the dungeon bugs and self-aware "heretics."

Because, in all of Orario, only this one family knew of the existence of the Heretic.

And the only one hunting them and secretly transporting them out of Orario to sell to nobles and wealthy people with special tastes all over the world in exchange for exorbitant rewards is this company!

Those who struggle to survive the relentless attacks of the dungeons often band together for warmth and seek out like-minded individuals.

After accidentally learning of the existence of these anomalies among anomalies, the Icarus Familia, led by their captain Dix, began a brutal hunt.

People without moral boundaries, though not degenerating into indiscriminate killing madmen like the dark factions.

However, his wicked nature was also revealed in his mistreatment of heretics.

It's not just about making money, but also about venting the evil thoughts in one's heart.

"So what? Tell me, what's your purpose?" Gran's voice grew increasingly sinister.

"...for money."

Eugene was not lying.

However, his way of making money is different from this kind of predatory hunting.

"For money?" Grant seemed a little skeptical.

“Outside, talking monsters are very valuable.”

After a moment of silence, Grant let out a sneer through his nose.

"You're really honest, bro."

He patted Eugene heavily on the shoulder and leaned closer, saying, "You can't catch those guys on your own."

"If you're interested, I can introduce you to some connections another day."

"Another day?" Eugene squinted.

"Heh, what adventurer can stay underground forever?"

Grant shook his jacket and turned to leave.

"After all, our Icarus Familia is quite famous, and we're always busy!"