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"I have something to ask. Are they mother and daughter?" Yamabuki Hanajin curiously leaned over and gently pinched the tip of Frilian's ear.

Although she herself had become Frilian, entertaining herself and helping others are two completely different things.

Philon immediately slapped Yamabuki Hanajin's fingers with his hand.

"Please don't do such an unreasonable thing. Even if Ms. Frilian is very cute, it's too frivolous to pinch her ear on our first meeting!" Philon glared angrily at Yamabuki Hanajin.

"Sorry, I was just thinking... what would these two ears taste like if we stir-fried them?"

Chapter 861 (Main Text 864) Frilian: Getting up early today means good things are bound to happen.

Frillie shook her head slightly, her long ears twitching as she did so: "I've never eaten it either, so I don't know."

Philon reached out and rubbed Frilian's ears: "Ms. Frilian's ears must not taste good. Don't try to make a move on Ms. Frilian. By the way, who exactly are you?"

“Call me Yamabuki Hanajin! I am a dimensional traveler who travels to all sorts of worlds, but this is my first time in your world.” Yamabuki Hanajin looked around at the scenery.

Frillie wasn't surprised by what Yamabuki Hanajin said; she simply nodded calmly. After all, she had lived for over a thousand years, and nothing could surprise her anymore.

Meanwhile, Shutark had already started cooking not far away. Before long, the porridge was ready. Yamabuki Hanajin held the warm porridge, took a sip, and although the taste was just average, it was good enough to have something to eat in the wilderness.

"Where are you going next?" Florian was still wrapped in a blanket. Philen gently blew on the porridge in the spoon to cool it down before putting it to Florian's lips.

Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Philon, then at Frilian: "Philon, you shouldn't spoil her like this, it's easy to spoil her rotten."

A great magician like that has been raised by Philon! I wish I could be raised like that by a cute older sister. I'm so envious, so jealous, so resentful!

Frillie looked on with a mocking expression. "Philon is a child I watched grow up. It's nothing for me to do this to her."

Who told you you weren't so lucky?

"I'm going to come with you today. How about I hire you for a day? I have a very precious magic book here, which can be used as payment." Yamabuki Hanajin took out a "Jiamei's Soul Stealing Scroll," which, of course, also had a well-known name: the Book of Murder.

In the game, after acquiring this item, you will gain permanent ability power by killing enemies, but if you are killed by an enemy, the stacks of Mejai's Soulstealer will drop.

Frillie looked at the murder book in front of her. Although her expression didn't change, her eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

Magic books that can steal the souls of enemies are almost non-existent in this world. I never expected that the other party would be able to produce such a rare item. Now I have no choice but to agree to their request.

"If it's just for one day, then there's no problem." Frillian put away the murder book with lightning speed, making it absolutely impossible for me to take it out again.

Philen whispered from the side, "Ms. Frillian, the other party's identity is too suspicious. Could there be some kind of trap here?"

Frilian stared at Philon and suddenly said in a serious tone, "Philan, life is a gamble. Whether it's a trap or not, there's a fifty percent chance. With such a high probability, I bet this is definitely not a trap."

Philon stared at Florian. "Ms. Florian, you're beyond saving."

There are many mimics in this world, but people invented magic to identify real treasure chests and mimics long ago, with an error margin of about 0.02%.

The average person's thought: Holy crap, there's a 99.98% chance this chest contains a mimicry monster; it's definitely a trap.

Frilian's thoughts: There's only a 0.02% chance it's a real treasure chest, I have to take the gamble.

This has led to a variety of classic and memorable scenes.

Philon sighed. There was nothing he could do. Since Ms. Frilian had said so, he could only make do for the time being, since he only had one day anyway.

Moreover, if a real fight breaks out, they might not necessarily lose even with three against one.

Finally, after eating and drinking their fill, everyone set off together. To pass through the next city, they had to travel along mountain roads, and Shutark was responsible for carrying all the luggage.

"Philan, you're bullying me! Why are you making me carry the luggage? Most of it is your and Frilian's stuff, isn't it?" Shutalk said, carrying a large suitcase along the mountain path.

Of course, for a warrior of his caliber, the weight of this luggage was nothing; he just wanted to complain about his treatment.

In the beginning, it was Frilian and Philon who took the initiative to approach her. After joining the team, she thought she would be treated well, but she never expected that the current treatment was so different from what she had imagined. Was she going to be cannon fodder?

Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and gently patted Shutark on the shoulder, revealing a resolute and determined smile: "Young man, you don't understand, this is also part of the training. I will help you."

Shutark initially didn't have a good impression of this person who suddenly appeared, but after hearing what the other party said, Shutark looked at Yamabuki Hanajin with anticipation.

"Of course, I can only support you in spirit, after all, I paid for it." Yamabuki Hanajin smiled even more happily, after all, what could be more enjoyable than watching someone else work?

Shutark reluctantly carried his luggage forward, but as the saying goes, there's always a way out. Just then, a carriage came up behind him, carrying a kind-looking old man.

After talking with him, everyone learned that the old man was a businessman who was going to the city ahead to do business.

Suddenly, Yamabuki Hanajin reached out and grabbed Frilian by the neck, as if she were carrying a cat: "Frilian, it's time to show your feminine charm. Go and talk to the old man, at least let us put our luggage on it."

"Why am I being asked to go?" Frilian looked at Yamabuki Hanajin. "Why aren't you going?"

“Girls have a natural advantage in situations like this. If that doesn’t work, Philon, you should give it a try. I feel your success rate is higher than Frilian’s.” Yamabuki Hanajin began to urge Philon.

Philon looked at Yamabuki Hanajin curiously. Why did you say that my success rate in persuading her would be higher than that of Ms. Frillian? Is there some secret to this?

Yamabuki Hanajin's gaze swept over Philon's chest, then over Frilian's chest: "Girl, you must believe in your infinite potential. In the future, you will be even stronger than Frilian."

Frilian, standing nearby, retorted, "You'd better be talking about magic, or I'll send you to the Western Paradise right now."

"Hmph! If a fight really breaks out at this distance, the mage won't have the upper hand against the warrior." Yamabuki Hanajin said smugly.

Finally, looking at the pitiful Shutark, Philen softened and told the old man about her difficulties. To her surprise, the old man was very easy to talk to and readily agreed to their suggestion.

"Uncle, you're such a good person." Shutark excitedly grasped the old man's hand.

But soon, Shutark's smile vanished, because right in front of him, the mountain path was blocked by fallen rocks.

Now there's only one way left: move the stones blocking the way, one by one.

As a result, everyone's attention was focused on Shutark.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shutark trembled.

Chapter 862 (Main Text 865) This is violinist Aura's venue?

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you expecting me to move all the stones in the road by myself?" Shutark stared at his teammates with a look of despair.

Frilian gave Shutark a thumbs up: "Kid, I believe you can do it. Keep it up!"

Yamabuki Hanajin also gave Shutark a thumbs up: "I'm all about money, you can't expect your employer to do the work, can you? Keep it up, kid."

Shutark looked at Philen with hopeful eyes, hoping Philen would speak up for him.

"It's really unfair to make Shutark work all by himself. Shutark, don't worry, I'll help you." When Philen said this, she was like an angel to Shutark.

"You two must do your best. We'll have a delicious meal waiting for you." Yamabuki Hanajin waved to the two of them.

The old man watched the teenagers playing and laughing in front of him with a smile. Youth is truly wonderful.

Seeing the rubble ahead, Yamabuki Hanajin could basically confirm the plot: the city lord and the demons were having a discussion in the city ahead.

The city lord's meaning was clear: the war between humans and demons had been going on for many years, and it would be beneficial for both sides to have a chance to rest and recuperate at this time.

Although he personally hated the demons to the core, he had no choice but to negotiate with them for the sake of the city's residents and soldiers, and to his surprise, the demons agreed.

This sent the wrong signal to the city lord: the demons also yearn for peace.

Little did they know that all of this was a scheme by "Aura the Guillotine".

Aura the Guillotine, one of the Seven Sages under the Demon King, lived for hundreds of years and possessed extremely formidable strength. When Simmel led the Heroes to sweep through the Demon Clan, Aura was severely injured and went into hiding. It wasn't until a year after Simmel's death that Aura dared to step forward again.

Perhaps during the battle, our King Furong was slacking off, so Aura had no idea how strong Fulilian really was, which led to the beautiful scene of her playing the violin.

"I didn't expect you to be a guillotine user too. I wonder which of our guillotines is more powerful," Yamabuki Hanajin muttered to himself, looking at his axe.

As the saying goes, teamwork makes the dream work, and before long, Hugh Tarek and Philen had cleared all the stones from the mountain path, and the group continued on their way.

Yamabuki Hanajin has made up her mind that if she encounters a demon, she will go straight for it and beat it to death. She doesn't believe anyone can withstand her guillotine.

What's the value of the Noxian Hand?

After walking for a while, they finally arrived in the city. Seeing the city, Yamabuki Hanajin gripped her axe tightly, her axe itching for a bite.

The happiest person was Shutark, who had finally arrived in the city. He was determined to find a place to get a good night's sleep, since he couldn't sleep well in the wild.

Philen was thinking of finding a place to have a good meal. Yamabuki Hanajin had given them a gold coin, which would be enough for them to spend for a long time.

After saying goodbye to the old man, the group looked for a place to stay, seemingly wanting to rest well in the city.

However, just around the corner, Frilian suddenly sensed the presence of a demon. She quickly raised her staff and aimed it at the approaching demon.

Philon and Shutark were unaware of what had happened.

“Lady Frilian, this is a busy area with many ordinary people,” Philon said immediately.

Frillie looked around the corner expressionlessly: "There's a demonic aura here; it must be eliminated."

As a member of the Heroes' Guild, Frilian knew all too well just how terrifying the demons were. Demons and humans think completely differently, and the two groups simply cannot coexist.

Once upon a time, Simmel tried to spare the lovely demon girl, but in the end, only tragedy struck.

Demons cannot understand human emotions, and humans cannot understand the mindset of demons. Moreover, the vast majority of demons are cannibals, so there is no possibility for the two sides to coexist.

These are all experiences that Frilian gained with her blood, but eighty years is too long for humans. The humans who fought against the demons back then have basically all died.

The overly peaceful life has made most humans forget that the demon race is actually a very cruel race.

But what happened next surprised Frillie slightly, because the demon was walking with a human, and the human seemed to be of high status.

However, Frilian did not hesitate at all and immediately prepared her ultimate magic. Demons are demons, and only dead demons are good demons.

The moment the magic coalesced, the surrounding soldiers immediately spotted Frilian and rushed forward to stop her from releasing the magic.

Both Shutark and Philen were in a daze, but Yamabuki Hanajin reacted the fastest.

"Noxus! Long live Noxus! Slaughter all around!" Just as Yamabuki Hanajin was about to take down the charging soldiers in one fell swoop, Hugh Tarek immediately rushed up and pinned Yamabuki Hanajin down.

"Mr. Yamabuki, calm down! If we kill the soldiers, we'll become heinous criminals!"

"Young man, your thinking is still too conservative. We'll kill these soldiers, then kill the city lord, seize his throne, and become rich and powerful!" Yamabuki Hanajin laughed wildly.

"You're the demon, aren't you! I don't want to have anything to do with someone like you! Philen, what do we do now?" Shutalk could only look at Philen beside him.

While Philen was still pondering a solution, the city lord arrived with a large group of people.

"Are you assassins? Was this premeditated?" the city lord asked, staring at the strangers in front of him.

Frilian calmly looked at the city lord: "No, I just want to kill all the demons in the world. Everything else is irrelevant."

"Even if the other party is sent by the demons to negotiate?" The city lord stared at Frilian. In fact, he also wanted to kill all the demons in the world. His own son died at the hands of the demons.

But considering the needs of more people, what is most important is how to talk about it.

"The demons will not talk to you; this is just a scheme."

The lord couldn't let Frillie continue, so he waved his hand and ordered his men to take Frillie away.

Philon and Shutark stared blankly at the scene before them.

Suddenly, Frilian turned to look at Yamabuki Hanajin: "You can kill any demons you want, but you can't kill anyone. Alright, I'm going to jail!"

Yamabuki Hanajin remained silent for a moment.

However, since the demon was right in front of him, and the little thing was quite handsome, he was definitely a good-looking man from a human perspective.

Alright, I've already come up with your crime: this world doesn't allow for a man more handsome than me. You can just die in peace.

"Everyone get out of my way, I'm going to slaughter everyone!" Yamabuki Hanajin finally swung his axe.

The city lord's face turned ashen. How could I negotiate if things continued like this?

Chapter 863 (Main Text 866) My Great Axe Has Been Eager for a Long Time

Rugner is a demon under the command of Aura the Guillotine. He was in charge of negotiating peace with humans, but he never expected to encounter such a mishap halfway through.

Of course, this so-called peace talks were also fake, just to lower people's guard. Unexpectedly, these people were foolish enough to believe it.

"Count, are these the men you arranged?" Rugner asked the city lord curiously.

The city lord said coldly, "Although I would also like to help you tear him to pieces, it's a pity I haven't yet dealt with arranging assassins to kill the peace negotiating partner in public. This must be someone who opposes peace talks between the demons and humans, right?"

Rugner calmly watched Freylian and her group.

“No, are they adventurers from around here? They seem quite capable. They can actually see through our true forms.” Rugner said calmly.

Humanity now certainly hopes for peace talks.

After all, there's no benefit in continuing to fight the demons.

“These people will hold out, right? You can handle them, right?” Rugner immediately shifted the focus.

The city lord nodded: "Absolutely no problem. Guards, arrest them."

Shutark immediately pointed to his own nose and shouted, "We are innocent! I didn't lay a hand on the soldiers!"

Philon nodded vigorously beside him.

"Slaughtering all in all directions!" Yamabuki Hanajin swung his great axe in a wide circle.