World Tree Host's Wandering Digital Project

The Dragon Beast nodded hesitantly. He just felt a sense of malice, but couldn't find the source.

"Hello, Mr. Dielongmon."

But the princess in front of him was greeting him, so Diremon could only respond to Lana first and put the malice behind him for the time being.

The people around here are all the ones who survived the bombing of the Dragon Beast, so it is normal for them to be hostile to him.

"Luckily you're all okay. Lana was so shocked when she saw Climb. She was like a completely different person."

The little fairy beast appeared from nowhere and sighed here.

"Mr. Pixiemon!"

Lana's face turned red with shame and anger, while Climb was still grinning foolishly beside her.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business.

Pixiemon's face straightened and his childish voice also became serious.

"When SkullKnightmon showed up, I almost caught the guy behind him. That guy is a skilled magician. You should be careful during this time, Lana."

Upon hearing that Lana might be in danger, Climb reacted faster than Lana herself, and glanced around vigilantly, as if the enemy would jump out at any moment.

"Are we just going to passively wait for the attack?"

"Not really. We can also take the initiative to attack and destroy the opponent's hideout, like here, and see if we can lure the opponent out."

Leomon X and Gigantomon gave bitter smiles, this was not their plan. They had clearly intended to conduct a quick reconnaissance and then leave, but they didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Anyway, during this time I have to focus on finding the other party's traces, and I may not be able to take care of you sometimes, so you better be careful."

"Don't worry, as long as we find that guy who is hiding his head and showing his tail, we will knock on his door and send him to reincarnation."

The Giant Hard Needle-Haired Beast showed off his muscles and said confidently that he didn't have the Ultimate Form yet, and the Complete Form was already the top level of combat power.

Fairymon gave Gigantic Needlemon a cold look. She was just giving them a reminder. After all, Fairymon's own frontal combat capability was not that strong, weaker than Gigantic Needlemon. However, the magical magic made Fairymon seem like a mysterious master, a noble wizard.jpg.

"We were ambushed."

"I know. It's a vulture beast. It seems to be working for the Second Prince."

"Are you going to kill them?"

"It's better not to act rashly. I was almost discovered. The princess of this country is also very well hidden. There are also some good Digimon gathered with her. Now let's ask our allies to come out."

Mephismonx clapped his hands, and Pablo opened the door and entered the room.

The strong body now staggers like a zombie, and the eyes that always reveal greed are now occupied by pink light.

"Go deal with your brothers and sisters."

Pablo nodded stiffly and turned to leave the room.

"Is it okay to give it to him?"

"Isn't he the one with the strongest power? If the Digimon way doesn't work, then use the human way."

SkullKnightmon didn't say anything else. He had a bad feeling that his brother was still with Pablo, which was really annoying.

When Pablo stepped out of the room, his body stiffened, the pink light in his eyes went out, and he returned to his usual arrogant look.

"Heh, what Digimon, what [Nightmare Corps], the name is impressive, but they are still used as guns by me. They are also a bunch of trash, and can't even win a fight."

Pablo spat toward the road.

He was very good at using those ferocious Digimon. He could easily find a reason to let them eat a few blind guys alive. Those guys who followed the wind became obedient and tore that damn [Six Arms] to pieces. With such an army, what else was there to worry about? Wasn't this continent in his hands?

Now they are suddenly telling him what obstacles are there? Tsk, aren't they useless? They can't even take down a few Digimon, and today their lair was destroyed by someone. Now they are begging me to send troops to help them?

But now Pablo really looked down on those useless people who could not even stand at attention crookedly and still wanted military pay from him. They couldn't beat anything, yet they had the nerve to ask him for money? Besides, they were serving as soldiers for the future king of the world. Not only did they not know how to be grateful, but they also wanted money. They were really useless people.

These Digimon are easy to use, they won't ask for any military pay and won't disobey orders. As soon as an order is given, they will rush out like crazy and tear the enemy to pieces. They don't even need to prepare food themselves. They are truly a powerful army.

It would be a waste to have such a legion in the hands of those two idiots. It would be better to give it to myself. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can even be a bed-warming maid for that female mage.

In Pablo's eyes, the image of Mephistomon is that of a charming lady wizard, not a monster with a goat skull on its head.

Those human soldiers are useless now, they might as well go to fill the stomachs of the monster army. Just when I stretched out my hand, they offered me a way to become stronger. Although it looks a bit evil, it will contribute to the career of the King of the World - Pablo Andrian Yelud Leir Fansef. How can

Can it be called evil? I believe those soldiers would also offer their souls with gratitude.

But I really didn't expect that my younger brothers and sisters were so capable that they could cause trouble for my eldest brother.

I want to teach them a lesson on behalf of my father. As the eldest brother, it is only natural.

As for whether he would fail, it was not his fault. Swords had no eyes, and his brother was such a waste. He would take good care of his younger siblings and sister for his sake.

Thinking of Lana, Pablo showed an evil smile on his face. The name of the "Golden Princess" was well-known on the continent, and only a woman like her was worthy of him. He reluctantly gave her the position of princess. This was also to purify the bloodline of the Vansev family. He hoped that Lana could understand her brother's good intentions.

The good mood lasted until his subordinates reported the number of troops.

"Why are there so few people?!"

Pablo stared at the guy in front of him angrily. The paper said that the number of troops under his control was nearly half of what it was before. How could he create his own invincible army?

"It's because you didn't give them money and food, and you just fed them to the monsters, and they were scared away...

The subordinate knew the reason very well, but he couldn't tell Pablo that. If he did, it would be Pablo's fault. How could a tyrant like him admit his mistake? If his family hadn't been in the royal capital, he would have run away. No one wanted to deal with someone who was always thinking about how to feed people to monsters.

Before, Pablo would just put on a show, but after he got those monsters, he completely abandoned his dignity and controlled his subordinates with terror.

"This...this...these people have never seen the world and don't know how honored it is to follow His Majesty..."

"Hmph... I don't care what you do. If you don't have anyone, go and recruit them. If you can't recruit them, rob or kidnap them. Anyway, if you can't gather enough people for two legions, I will feed your whole family to the monsters. Do you hear me?"

"Yes!"

Hearing the compliments from his subordinates, Pablo secretly hated those unruly people for not considering the overall situation. He thought, when his grand plan is completed, won't their families all be able to live a good life? They are really short-sighted.

PS: It’s the Mid-Autumn Festival, so I’m going back to my hometown. The next update will be late, maybe sometime in the evening.

Chapter 363 Porcupine Beast 6k (Daily Day )

The old king sighed. He could already foresee the future of the kingdom on the verge of division, but there was nothing he could do.

The nobles and ministers have already placed their chips on their respective candidates and only maintain superficial respect for the current elderly king. Even when the villages outside the kingdom were massacred by monsters, Rampussa III was unable to mobilize the army.

It was for this reason that Rampussa III sent the only warrior captain he trusted out, hoping that he could temporarily stay away from this political whirlpool.

Rambusa III saw clearly that his eldest son was self-willed and his second son lacked confidence in being king, but it was too late now. There was no time to correct them or support a qualified king.

At this point, what he is most worried about is his youngest daughter.

Marrying off his two daughters for political reasons is the thing he regrets most now, and he has poured more affection into his only remaining youngest daughter.

In order to prevent Lana from being implicated in the struggle between her brothers and to prevent the kingdom from being divided, this king, who was also known as the "Benevolent King" in his youth, tried his best to delay the time of handing over the throne.

But now, it seems that some people are getting impatient to wait.

Rambusa III had this premonition, but he still chose to believe his sons. At least while he was alive, the children would not do anything to bring shame to the Fansef family.

"Your Majesty, the Warrior Commander sent a letter saying that the matter has been resolved and he is returning to you as quickly as possible."

"So fast?"

After hearing the messenger's report, Rambusa III couldn't believe it. He thought it could take a year or two. Who knows how many monsters there are outside the Tobu Forest? How long did it take to solve them?

"The Warrior Captain wrote that he had received help from an Elite-ranked adventurer from E.Rantel, and he hopes you can summon him."

"A new adamantium-level adventurer? I see."

There was no mention of a summons. A new elite steel-level warrior would only make the situation more chaotic. [Cang Qiangwei] could barely intimidate those who had ulterior motives. It would be troublesome if this new elite steel-level warrior could hold [Cang Qiangwei] back.

Although it almost made no difference whether he came or not, the fact that the monsters were fighting in public in the royal capital and no one could stop them proved the incompetence of the kingdom.

With the disbanding of the slave market, most of the people who had lost their relatives in the royal capital found their families. However, the atmosphere did not become joyful, but more tense. Many people decided to flee the royal capital and return to the countryside after escaping death. The capital of this kingdom was not as beautiful as they had imagined.

From time to time, fully armed soldiers and some guys who were covered in thick black robes and whose faces could not be seen clearly began to appear on the streets.

The capital was even quieter at night, with every house's doors and windows closed. Even patrolling soldiers were sometimes reluctant to go to those dark corners without lights, especially after they saw their colleagues who were just chatting and laughing disappear into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

The number of adventurers in the city began to increase, and weapon shops and magic item shops were doing a booming business. Every day, people paid large sums of money to buy weapons or reliable magic items.

This gave Sebastian a headache. The budget given by Momonga was limited. On the one hand, he had to use the money to maintain the luxurious aristocratic style and social relationships. On the other hand, he had to purchase large quantities of magic scrolls and magic props from this world and send them back to the [Great Tomb of Nazarick] for research.

Because people in the royal capital were scrambling to get these weapons and props in order to save their lives or for some other reasons, the prices were rising rapidly.

"...Sorry, Mr. Sebastian, you don't have enough money..."

"Didn't you buy two scrolls recording third-level magic yesterday?"

Sebastian frowned and asked the embarrassed female receptionist in front of him.

"...A big customer came yesterday and bought almost all the third-level scrolls, so our president decided..."

This should be confidential, but Sebastian has been here many times, and they can't bear to see such an old-fashioned gentleman being punished by the host. It's not important news, so it doesn't matter to tell him.

"Is that so? Then what other magic scrolls can you buy with this money?"

Sebastian could understand that businessmen were profit-driven, but he also shouldn't vent his resentment on the female receptionist in front of him, as they were also working there.

Sebastian remained calm and purchased the remaining magic scrolls from the receptionist.

Do we need to ask Ainz-sama for support?'

Sebastian walked back with the package, the thought flashed through his mind. He also saw the tense situation in the capital, but it seemed that no one who could threaten him had appeared yet. Asking Lord Ainz for support now would be a declaration of his incompetence.

Even though Ainz-sama has a broad mind, Sebastian cannot forgive himself.

Passing by a dark alley, Sebastian saw a group of men gathered together and punched and kicked a woman covered in bruises.

He wanted to just walk past her, but a strange discovery made Sebastian pay attention to this woman.

No matter how badly she was beaten, she would hold on to a big ugly doll. The doll was very worn and ugly, with cracks all over its strange purple leather, revealing the cotton inside. The doll had no eyes, and a tube was inserted in its mouth, connected to the heart-shaped doll on its chest.

"Tsk, if the nearest source of slaves hadn't run out, I would have killed you, a disobedient creature, long ago."

The vicious man spat in the woman's face.

"These customers are really something. I told them to be careful when playing. There aren't that many people here, but they still play so hard. Another one is about to be killed."

Others and men complained.

"It might be a good thing that this guy died. He was mentally ill and always talked to himself while holding a doll. He treated it as his sister and would bite anyone who tried to take it."

"Since she has a pretty face, I let her take this doll to receive customers. I didn't expect it to be so popular. Many people like this style."

At this point, the man was a little confused.

"They are not afraid of contracting madness. It's really strange. Fortunately, I am dying now, so let it be."

"But since you were pretty in the past, I'll wash your face."

Men should untie their belts.

"Madness Broach"

The doll suddenly moved, hugged the dying woman, and faced the men, and a large number of sharp needles and blades burst out from their backs, piercing all of them.

The next moment, the doll put away the sharp blade, picked up the woman and ran away. The blood dyed the ground red. The cracks in the doll that originally burst out of cotton were now covered with clusters of sharp thorns. The doll stained with blood looked like the incarnation of the devil.

Sebastian just watched the doll carrying the woman and running away. Sebastian, who had concealed his presence, was not discovered by the doll. In fact, he did not realize at first that the doll was alive.

"...There are more and more Digimon."

In Sebastian's opinion, this strange thing is usually a Digimon.

Although the doll has no eyes, it can hold the woman and walk through the streets without any hesitation, while also avoiding the sight of passers-by.

"...Okay, that should be enough. Next time, be careful not to touch the wound."

Turning a corner, a pink and white creature with big ears was suspended in the air. The halo on its head was emitting light, illuminating this dark and damp corner. In front of it lay an unconscious man who had been stabbed in the chest. He was about to die, but under the light of the halo, the wound was healing, leaving only a

A bloodstain.

The boy standing next to him was holding the jar and looking at the man expectantly. Their faces were somewhat similar, and they seemed to be father and son.

Seeing the man's wounds healed and his breathing steady, the boy emptied the jar, revealing only a few copper coins.

"Since you insist, I'll take it."

[Picture: Halo Beast]

Halomon looked at the boy in embarrassment. The boy was a deaf-mute and was gesturing to Halomon anxiously. Halomon, who had telepathic abilities, understood what the boy was saying. The boy insisted that Halomon take his money and said he would earn more money and give it all to Halomon.

"Just this one is enough."