Chapter 3549 Difference

After the battle, it was a celebration.

The adventurers in the demon world were wildly rejoicing. Many people sang and danced, and many even rushed into the custom shops and started having fun before it got dark.

The boss of the gambling house always opens his door and stands guard at the door to welcome the gods of wealth or big fat sheep to enter.

There was even a gambling house owner who, in order to celebrate his success and attract customers secretly, even invited a group of gambling house staff members to change into clothes that save fabrics, put on a very attractive pose, and showed off his beauty to the passing adventurers. of grace.

Quite a few adventurers couldn't bear the trouble and were defeated. As a result, their rationality followed their sensibility, and they entered the gambling house in a daze. Most of them became fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

I was walking alone on the street, watching indifferently or cheering, or sneaking into the custom shops, or sneaking into the gambling dens, and felt that their lives were both real and like a joke.

The saddest thing, and what I hate the most, is that after defeat, they will miss the dragon warriors deeply. Some even have unclear minds or have character flaws, and they will curse the dragon warriors, to the effect of blaming the dragon warriors for not being strong. to the end.

Now, relying on the help of the Dragon Clan, they have achieved a complete victory, but they only remember the hardships and dangers they faced on the battlefield. They want to vent their anger and let out the accumulated pressure, but they never thought that they could win this victory. What are the key factors for victory in war?

Without the assistance of the Dragon Clan, most of them would have become victims of this war.

Just as I sneered and glanced at the faces that looked extremely excited, a voice sounded next to me.

"This is what you said, human nature is evil, right?"

"Huh?" I turned my head in confusion and saw Seren looking at me with a smile.

"It's weird" I said, "You didn't go to the celebration party?"

"I am not a battlefield commander appointed by His Majesty. I am lucky enough to win this battle. If I wish for anything else, I would not dare to wish for anything more than being able to attend the celebration banquet as a chief officer."

"Who said you were asked to attend the celebration banquet as an official?" I raised my eyebrows: "Why are you so shameless?"

"Bah!" Salem spat: "You have no shame!"

"Tsk, you're still not convinced. When I asked you just now, I wanted you to attend the celebration banquet as an ordinary dragon warrior. I didn't say that I wanted you to attend the celebration banquet as a supervisor. Let's find out who you are, you stupid wing. dragon."

Salem bared his teeth when he heard this: "Believe it or not, I will bite you to death!"

"Hey, hey, come on, bite as hard as you can, if you're awesome, bite!"

As I spoke, I handed the gauntlet to Seren's mouth and sneered again and again.

Just kidding, this is a gauntlet made from the finest meteorite iron. Its hardness is comparable to mithril. Serena's teeth are not capable of biting a pure mithril creation. If the bite force is too strong, it may even bite. Will chip your teeth.

This is not only the case for Salem, but also for other dragon clans.

After all, mithril and adamantine are among the hardest metals in the world.

In the end, Salem still couldn't bear to speak. Although he had a bad temper, it didn't mean he was stupid. Although the dragon's teeth could continue to replace and grow, the pain when the teeth were bitten and chipped could not be ignored.

After that, I went to a restaurant and then a tavern, bought a lot of good food and wine, returned to the hotel, and held a celebration party for Salem alone.

Seren was very excited. He drank a large bucket of strong wine and ate more than a dozen roasted beef legs, which made his belly round. Then he lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

I strolled downstairs and walked alone in the night.

Then I met Heloise again.

This time, Heloise was still walking alone.

"Is Xilan drinking?" I asked casually after looking around.

"Yeah" Heloise nodded, a little embarrassed in her eyes.

"We won the battle," I said with a smile, "This is also a normal thing. Even I drank alcohol before going downstairs to relax."

"Have you been drinking too?" Heloise came closer, took a sniff, and then frowned: "Well, it smells like alcohol."

"But it seems like you're not drunk at all," Heloise said in surprise, "Is there any secret recipe for hangover?"

"I'm just a heavy drinker."

Smiling, I immediately looked at the hurried adventurers and said lightly: "I wonder how many people will think of the dragon warriors who brought them victory after this war?"

Heloise was startled when she heard this and looked slightly embarrassed. She coughed lightly and said with a smile: "It will happen, it will definitely happen."

"Of course there will be," I said, "If there isn't even one, the dragon warriors would be too miserable."

"How can you say it's tragic?" Heloise said: "I believe that if the Dragon Clan can send troops to the Demon Realm, it will not just want to help the Demon Realm. It must have some purpose."

"Maybe," I said, "but the Dragon Clan has lost so many warriors after all."

"Acquisition must be accompanied by loss," Heloise said: "This time, to be able to invite the dragon clan to help, the apostle must have made some incredible conditions. I don't know the content of the conditions, but what is certain is that , must be many, many times more valuable than the loss of the Dragon Clan’s reinforcements, otherwise the Dragon Clan would not be able to continue sending reinforcements to help.”

"The idea is still so sharp." I smiled and said: "Yes, you are right. The Dragon Clan is not a rebel army, and they do not do volunteer work. As you said, the reason why the Dragon Clan sends reinforcements is mainly because of the harvest. If the rewards are not as good as the efforts, who would be willing to send reinforcements again and again to help?"

"But I have to admit that the Dragon Clan's reinforcements still play a key role in the demon world's war against the invaders. After all, it is difficult to fight against giant human monsters based only on the words of human adventurers."

"But it doesn't mean that there is no way to fight against it," Heloise retorted: "The six major organizations still have their own backgrounds. In addition, the apostles also have their own personal guards, and the strength of these personal guards is not tolerable. Look down on.”

When I heard the word personal guard, I thought of Barn, the dagger master who once cut off Xilan's arm.

"That's true," I agreed, "but the apostle will not agree to send these strong men until the last moment. After all, they are actually the ace in the apostle's hands, and it is obvious that they are The trump card.”

"By the way, I've always been curious," Heloise said: "Why can you stand together with the apostles, even though your strength seems to be inferior to Xi Lan's?"

"It's not as good as Xi Lan," I said.

Heloise's eyes became even more confused.

"But don't forget, the strength of a creature is not just as simple as what it looks like. It can also be divided into two categories: how strong it looks and how strong it actually is. My superficial strength is indeed not as good as Xi Lan, but I have the power of blood. This is , Xilan doesn’t have it.”

"Bloodline power?" Heloise was even more confused.

Looking at her confused eyes, I was a little confused: could it be said that there is no blood power in the demon world?