However, the sudden appearance of the Medusa tribe leader helped them out. The tribe leader greeted them with trepidation and politely invited them to a meal.
Chatting with the tribe leader called Parry was a little awkward. Yuna, Kuzkaz, and Gruel were not invited to the table. Parry understood that this was because of the Abyss Race's system. However, Madam Vasaki was obviously not satisfied with this discrimination. She frowned slightly, and the tribe leader did not even dare to breathe.
"The Medusa tribe has become a vassal of the Demon Race?"
This was the first important piece of information that Madam Vasaki learned. At the same time, it explained why the Medusa tribe was so afraid of Parry. More importantly, Parry was very puzzled by the words "maid" and "adult" that Chanel had just mentioned.
"Sir, you didn't know?"
Parry did not know how to answer the many questions. He looked at Parry as if he was looking at an alien. Of course, Parry was really an alien. The tribe leader looked around and thought about how to phrase his words. Then, he said softly, "Sir, ever since your kind obtained the Holy Relic, the Medusa tribe and a few other powerful tribes have completely become vassals. Every year, from the vassals … they will choose suitable women …"
"Be a maid?"
Parry's eyebrows rose. He instinctively felt that things were not so simple.
As expected, Parry was silent for a moment. Then, he carefully asked, "Sorry, I want to know your true identity. Otherwise, I can't answer the next question."
"The Demon Race also has some bloodlines that are hidden in the mountains. I think my parents, who are not familiar with the affairs of the world, should understand my current difficulties."
Parry heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he said, "The Demon Race's lust is incomparable to other races. So every year, there will be a large number of … Sigh, in short, girls like Chanel will be chosen one day and sent to the Demon Race …"
"Consequences?"
"They can never come back." Parry's voice was a little choked up. He could no longer care about the last bit of suspicion he had about the identities of many people. He bluntly said, "They are all girls who have just reached adulthood … How could they withstand that kind of torture …"
Many of them narrowed their eyes and gradually had a rough idea of the 'Demon' race they were playing. It sounded like nobles with nothing better to do. It seemed that finding women was a very important matter for Demons …
However, many of them were more concerned about the other term he had used — "Sacred Tool"!
The Abyssal Race also has a sacred artifact?
It was unknown whether it was because of the wrong word or some other problem, but in short, in many people's minds, this word indeed corresponded to 'sacred relic'!
This meant that this plane also had something similar to Krillin's Blade!
"Let him continue."
Nairíos had a slightly serious expression on his face as he stared at Parry. He seemed to be very curious as to what this Saint Artifact was.
"Parry, can you tell me about the Sacred Relic?
I don't really understand these allusions. "
Many tried to be as polite as possible, and Parry hurriedly nodded and said, "The Medusa race can no longer remember the specific time, but it should be in the last hundred years, which is something that happened before I was born. This is because the written language and records of the Medusa race were gradually lost due to enslavement. The only remaining information I know from my elders is that the Sacred Relic caused a war, and the Medusa race was the loser …"
"What else?"
"The Sacred Relic belongs to the victorious Demon race, but the continent is divided into three parts. The highest leader of the Demon race is in the central continent, sigh …"
Parry could not continue. Many gradually understood a concept. Their concept of time was somewhat different from the one he was familiar with. The way they counted "years" seemed to be a little different. One year seemed to be the general concept of three years!
In other words, three hundred years ago, there was a war on this continent that caused the Medusa race to be the loser, and subsequently become the vassal of the Demon race. The word "vassal" in the Abyss Continent meant "slavery" and absolute obedience.
Many subconsciously raised their heads to look at Nairíos, but the latter's eyes were fixed on Parry. No one knew what he was thinking.
Madam Vasaki saw that the atmosphere was a little quiet, so she came out to ease the tension. After chatting for a while, she politely said goodbye. Madam Vasaki understood the situation of these Medusas, and the rest of the things needed to be considered.
After leaving the city where Medusa lived, Many and Mrs. Vasaki were a little quiet on the way back. They were all thinking about their own matters, but they soon found that there was an extra group of guards in front of the hotel they were staying at.
Many instinctively reached out to stop the people behind him, and then narrowed his eyes. The person he saw was not someone else, but the mayor from before!
Because he was a professional, when Many and the others saw him, they were very far away, and they were at the corner of the street, so the other party did not notice them.
Mrs. Vasaki also noticed that something was wrong. She took a few steps back, and then released the Eye of the Sky. Those tall guards immediately appeared in the magic mirror, and at the same time, Many also saw a guy who was obviously dressed differently than ordinary people!
It was a demon!
Many saw the same pointy ears, pale skin, and tall figure at first glance. But something was not quite right. This guy's eyes were not red, and the two vampire-like fangs in his mouth were not as obvious as Many's.
Then the sound of their conversation was transmitted to Many's ears through the Eye of the Sky.
"My Lord, please calm down."
The short mayor seemed to be very respectful, but the light in his eyes swept across the surrounding streets.
"I hope what you said is not a lie. A pure-blood succubus is not an ordinary character, and a pure-blood demon is not something that can be seen in this day and age. If this is not a scam, I think Her Majesty will be very happy with my discovery."
The demon who spoke was as white as a powder, and his half-long hair was fixed meticulously by something. The robe on his body was dark red, with some incomprehensible magic patterns.
"Waiting for us?
Not good. "
Madam Vasaki removed the Eye of the Sky. In this dangerous situation, she did not dare to cast too many detection spells that would arouse suspicion. Although the two people in the distance were of a lower rank than Madam Vasaki, the Abyss was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. No matter what they did, they needed to be careful.
"What should we do?
It seems that we have been targeted. "
Many asked this question to Nairíos, so he did not say it out loud.
"The status of the demon race is not low in the Abyss. They are equivalent to high-ranking nobles."
Nerios' voice reverberated in many people's minds. However, after thinking for a while, he continued, "However, they are not easy to get along with, especially the Overlord he mentioned. That is not an existence that a little girl like Flora can compare to. In front of dangerous creatures like the Abyssal Race's Overlord and the Demons, the only thing we can do is to put away our petty tricks and face them head-on, or —"
"Run away head on?"
"I don't think we should expose ourselves just yet."
Nairíos's voice was very low, but it was obvious that he was thinking.
"Then how do we get in touch with the higher-ups?
Isn't this a good chance? "
Many did not understand Nairíos's decision. If the demon was someone with a high status, why did he not directly contact him?
But on second thought, the words that the demon just said made it seem as if Madam Vasaki and I were two goods … The words "very happy with his discovery" made many people feel uncomfortable all over.
"Madam, teleport away from here."
Many said softly, then looked at Gruul behind him, and then at Mrs. Vasaki, not knowing if she could do it.
"No problem. Direction."
"Just leave here."
Many only had one thought now, and that was to avoid these guys first. The madam did not ask any questions. She stretched out her hand and gently began to build a temporary teleportation circle.
She tried her best to conceal the magic waves. After a minute, when the five of them suddenly disappeared in a flash of light, the demon who was resting with his eyes closed in the distance suddenly stood up straight!
"Poof!"
His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared at the place where the light came from. This kind of teleportation ability was the demon race's talent, but when he arrived, all he saw was the elemental turbulence left after the teleportation …
Taking a deep breath, the demon did not show any expression of anger. Instead, he slightly narrowed his eyes and whispered, "It really is the smell of the Abyssal Tribe … But … hmph."
* * *
There was no light in the dark night. When the light of teleportation disappeared, the first thing Mrs. Vasaki had to do was to release a continuous burning illumination spell.
The ground was grayish-black, and the cold air hit them in the face. Then the madam blocked it outside the constant temperature enchantment.
Many narrowed their eyes and pulled out Krillin's Blade, and the trolls behind them also took out their weapons at the first instance. The instincts of the warriors told them that this was not a safe place.
This kind of temporary teleportation circle teleported to a random location within a fixed range of five kilometers. This was also why Mrs. Vasaki rarely used this skill, because this teleportation might teleport her somewhere else.
But in that situation, he didn't have much of a choice. Their guards had already begun their search, and the people he met on the streets would definitely remember this distinct combination. Many of them hadn't seen another succubus or "Bucher" race, and this kind of eye-catching image in the crowd was a very troublesome flaw at this time.
"Why do I feel that we are always being led by the nose?"
Mrs. Vasaki sighed. She was not very satisfied with the current situation of taking one step at a time.
"It's my responsibility."
Many breathed a sigh of relief. The temperature in the constant temperature enchantment had risen, but it was still not very warm. Many reached out and rubbed Mei 'ou. She continued, "The sacred relic of the Abyssal Tribe, and this demon that enslaved Medusa and the dragon skeleton that I want to find. There seems to be too many things to investigate now."
"The main problem is the identity problem. Without a suitable background, it is easy to slip up. It has only been a few days, and I have already been targeted."
Mrs. Vasaki's bat wings spread out, and her pair of peach blossom eyes blinked. She softly said, "It seems that the succubus has a very high status here."
"There are always some problems with how they treat my Smoke Rolling Gun. Oh, I mean the demon race. Why is the mayor so respectful to the demon, but the ordinary people don't give me any face?"
"Identity. You need an identity."
Mrs. Vasaki suddenly said, "Just like how you saved Victoria Count and obtained the title of baron, you need an identity recognized by the Abyssal Tribe."
"That sounds a little difficult."
Many looked around and sighed. "If I just run away like this, trouble will probably come looking for me sooner or later."
"Then before they come looking for me, make yourself stronger, and make all the troubles no longer troubles."
Mrs. Vasaki looked around and suddenly said, "This is not a safe place."