Chapter 101: Saint Lady’s Disappointment ( words)
Although there were no corpses or blood in the dark and deep cave, the strong smell of death was everywhere.

Depressed, gloomy, and cold.

This natural aura is even more terrifying than a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Even well-trained soldiers would instinctively remain silent when they come here.

There were stubborn rocks and rocks everywhere. Under the shaking light, they seemed to be grinning and swaying. Countless invisible wronged souls were waving to the living.

Jiri sent forty soldiers to walk in front to clear the way, while he, Saint Alia, and a group of platinum adventurers walked at the end of the team.

With the advancing formation arranged like this, it seems that the purpose of Saint Alia calling these soldiers is not only to find a group of spectators who know how to "cheer and applaud", but also to use them as human shields to explore the traps in the cave.

For platinum-level adventurers, there is actually no need to be so cautious when dealing with a group of level 30 monsters.

It’s just that Alia is a proud person to the core, and her sense of superiority comes from the depths of her soul.

Although the trap was not fatal, for her, it was an unacceptable blasphemy to mess up her clothes and dirty her body.

As for the other platinum adventurer companions, although they were not afraid of the harm of traps, as her personal playthings, they were naturally not suitable for doing such dirty work of stepping on mines, which would be too embarrassing for the elves.

The small soldiers with no background and no one paying attention to them are the best consumables for paving the way forward.

Sergeant Giri should be thankful that he still has a title.

Otherwise even he will have to join the "red carpet army".

"Sergeant Giri, don't be so nervous."

"They are just a bunch of bugs relying on the support of the devil. They can't cause any trouble."

Alia wore long boots and walked with a carefree step like a cat on a catwalk. She looked cool and indifferent. She didn't look like she was here to fight vicious monsters. Instead, she looked like the queen who was on patrol.

Behind her followed four adventurers who were also elves, all of them had numb expressions and lifeless eyes.

If you look closely, as the cold wind blows, their clothes sway, and you can vaguely see something like a leather collar around their white necks.

It goes without saying that this was the work of Saint Alia.

In her eyes, there are no adventure team members at all. Everyone is just her pet. Adventure is just to kill some monsters to relieve fatigue while walking the pet.

"nervous?"

"I'm fine, Lady Saint. I'm not too nervous!"

Sergeant Giri stood beside Arya, sweat on his forehead, holding a torch and looking around from time to time. The only detail that showed his calmness was that his legs were at least not trembling.

As a local emperor guarding a place, he is a glorious soldier of the Purple Moon Kingdom.

He hadn't been to the frontline battlefield for a long time. His daily work was just to embezzle military supplies, entertain leaders, and then be taken around by his subordinates to play.

Now that he had to face the demon apostle who could kill thousands of soldiers, the fact that he could keep walking without falling was indeed an extraordinary performance.

Forcing him to be cheerful and talkative is really asking too much.

Saint Alia put her hands behind her back, tilted her chin, and looked at Sergeant Jiri with contempt at his funny appearance of being uneasy and trying to be calm.

the man.

They are indeed a bunch of useless people who can only hold on.

Aaliya sneered in her heart.

"My fellow elves, why are you keeping your heads down? Monsters may appear ahead at any time, so you'd better be cautious."

Perhaps in order to ease the tense and awkward atmosphere, Sergeant Giri began to actively find topics to talk about.

He saw that behind Saint Alia, four elven adventurers were walking with their heads down, and their eyes seemed to be fixed on Alia's ankles.

Although the Saint is extremely powerful, the goblins are numerous and extremely ferocious.

If a sudden attack were launched, causing chaos, such a lazy attitude would easily lead to disadvantages.

Sergeant Jiri was a little worried about whether these platinum adventurers would be able to protect themselves when the battle started.

In the face of his kind advice, the young elven girls remained silent, still lowering their heads and staring at Alia's ankles with numb expressions.

The already somewhat cold and lonely atmosphere seemed particularly awkward at this moment.

After a long while, Saint Alia chuckled, and then said with great pride: "Don't worry about them."

“These bastards like it this way.”

"Do you think so?"

Arya's tone of voice was extremely provocative and insulting, completely ignoring the fact that Sergeant Giri was standing next to her and that they were now in a monster's cave.

She tilted her head back and looked down at the group of obedient pets, who trembled when they heard her words and responded in unison, "Yes!" without caring about the eyes of others.

"We are not worthy of looking directly at the Saint's back, we are only worthy of looking at her ankles!"

Being able to show off her own masterpiece in front of outsiders, a rare happier smile appeared on Alia's Eternal Frost's face.

When Sergeant Jiri saw this scene, he felt a chill down his spine and dared not speak.

The Saint Lady in front of him had a completely different personality from what was rumored.

He actually trained his companions into servants who were more obedient than soldiers!

Terrible, really terrible.

How can she be called a saint?

She is clearly a self-centered female devil who only has herself in her eyes. Even her own kind are her playthings!
Sergeant Giri was very worried. Could such a person really protect himself?

He was really regretting more and more that he was working in this damn place called Irwin Town and encountering such a terrible disaster.

[Luka, your sister is surprisingly approachable, isn't she? ]

Deep in the cave, Gu An is using the [Cave Lord] skill to monitor every move of Alia and others.

The "amiable" demeanor of this Saint Lady is quite unique.

It seems that I have really met my match.

Gu An teased Luca with a hint of sarcasm.

Luca stood beside the ancient throne, her body stuffed full, blocked at the front and back, her lower abdomen had long been a mess.

She was so unwell that she couldn't even stand steadily. When she heard the devil suddenly speaking to her, she was frightened. She shuddered violently and almost couldn't hold back the explosion in her lower abdomen.

Sister is here!

My sister is finally here!

The dark life is finally coming to an end!
Luca felt a cramp in her lower abdomen and had to bite her lips to hold on, and her legs couldn't stop trembling.

But even so, when she thought of her gentle and kind sister, she still showed a look of pride.

With the blessing of the goddess, he became a level 36 platinum adventurer before he was over years old.

She firmly believed that her sister Alia would be able to kill all these ugly and brutal monsters!

During the days when the soldiers were attacking the nest, Luca had been secretly moving through the passages, watching the fluctuations of magic power during the goblins' battle.

She knew very well that the goblins under the demon Guan were only level 30 and were no match for her sister.

The day she had longed for in her dream finally arrived, and she would soon be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. She endured the torture of humiliation and was already thinking in her heart how to take revenge later.

Castrate these goblins and parade them through the streets!

Gu An glanced at Luca and saw a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. He knew that hope had been rekindled in the heart of this unruly little wolfhound.

Most likely he was thinking about how to take revenge on me later.

Gu An raised the corner of his mouth.

Even though he had seen through Luka's thoughts, he did not give this bold pet the punishment it deserved.

He planned to keep the little wolfhound happy for a while.

This way, when hope is shattered later, the little wolfhound will feel even deeper despair.

After all, mental torture can be more unforgettable than physical punishment.

All expectations, all pride, all beliefs were trampled underfoot. Even the most unruly wolfhound would learn to obey completely after its spiritual support collapsed.

Thinking of this, Gu An's smile was full of playfulness. He asked Luca to follow Tia to clean up the new room for the Elf Saint to use in the future.

The cute little wolfhound didn't know what it meant, and before leaving, he was still feeling smug about being able to temporarily escape the devil's surveillance.

"Hey hey hey."

"My sister is here, and you dare to ask me to stay away from your sight."

"What a stupid guy."

Luca endured the discomfort in her lower abdomen and walked with a trembling hand, but she could not suppress the joy in her heart.

She was originally afraid of what would happen if her sister rushed into the depths of the cave and the demon took her hostage.

As a result, this stupid guy actually let her clean the room.

What a godsend.

As long as she secretly attacks Tia, knocks her out, and then hides herself, her sister can launch an all-out attack without restraint.

You shameless and vulgar devil, you are simply courting your own death!

Dare to care about me!

When my sister catches you, I will drink it back hard!
Luca seemed to have a plan in mind, and suddenly she felt that the cramps in her lower abdomen were nothing.

People who are in the way should leave.

Gu An sat on the stone chair, switched the perspective, and continued to observe Alia and her group.

[Lady Saint, don't you want to see what I have? 】

【Please wait and see what happens next. 】

……

boom!
In the cave passage.

Alia and her group had already reached the third aisle.

With a loud bang, the soldiers at the front fell into a hidden pit trap even though they had explored forward carefully enough.

Seven or eight soldiers fell into a deep pit and were impaled to death on bamboo spikes covered in feces.

Before the surviving soldiers could react, there was another loud noise, and two stone walls suddenly rose up in front and behind the passage, trapping them inside.

"This is a poison mist trap!"

"Cover your mouth and nose!"

An old soldier who had managed to escape from the cave shouted loudly, asking everyone to put on the gas masks that had been prepared long ago.

Poisonous fog gushed out from the ceiling, and the closed passage was instantly filled with a purple ocean.

Sergeant Giri and Alia were also trapped in the poisonous fog trap.

However, under the protection of gas masks, they were not affected too much.

Among them, Alia's expression was the most indifferent. She didn't need to do anything herself. The "pet" behind her had already come to her and helped her put on the gas mask.

"call--"

"Fortunately, we were prepared."

Sergeant Jiri looked frightened when faced with the sudden appearance of the trap.

He secretly thanked his luck that he had already figured out the situation in the goblin cave and made corresponding preparations in advance.

There may be some questions though.

Why didn't Sergeant Giri provide gas masks to the soldiers before him?
The answer is actually very simple.

Sergeant Jiri had long known that this was a battle that could not be won, and that attacking the monster's lair was only to deal with outside public opinion.

In this case, why waste military funds on purchasing gas masks?

If he hadn't decided to do it himself this time, he wouldn't have spent so much money.

Of course, Sergeant Giri's willingness to donate generously to the forty soldiers was not out of a change of heart.

Only if these soldiers are alive can they bring greater value.

After all, without them acting as human shields and defending at the front line of the battlefield, how could Sergeant Jiri's safety be guaranteed?

This is the wisdom from leadership.

He may not be able to fight.

But when it comes to survival, he is definitely above the rest!
"Jannina, go open the rock wall in front."

Like a noble flower blooming on a glacier, Saint Alia's expression remained indifferent, and she naturally enjoyed the service of others.

Having seen all kinds of big scenes for a long time, she didn't take the trap in front of her seriously at all, and even gave it a contemptuous evaluation in her heart.

That's it?

Can a trap of this level kill people?
The soldiers of the Purple Moon Kingdom are surprisingly weak to this extent.

Feeling very bored, her eyes were dull and she shook her head in disappointment. Then she spoke lightly and ordered her pet to break the rock wall that was blocking the way ahead.

When Janina received the order and was about to leave, Sergeant Jiri smiled and stopped her: "Lady Saint, don't bother."

"Once the poisonous fog dissipates, the rock wall will disappear on its own. We just need to wait quietly."

After hearing what Sergeant Giri said, Janina did not respond, but looked timidly at Saint Alia.

"It's so boring."

"The trap set by the Demon God's Apostle is so crude."

"If I were them, I would definitely do something with the rock wall to trap the invading enemy, and then attack them with water and fire after the poisonous fog."

"I overestimated that fallen man."

“It’s more disappointing than I expected.”

The contempt in Saint Alia's eyes deepened, her face became colder, and she was secretly angry in her heart. She didn't understand why Luca was captured by such a person?
"The Saint Lady is so wise that even if the Demon God's Apostles study for decades, they will never be able to catch up with her."

"Besides, with those clumsy goblins, setting up this kind of trap is probably the limit. If they want to make it more complicated, I'm afraid they are powerless even if they want to."

"Hahaha."

Sergeant Giri flattered Alia as she spoke.

He is so fawning even though he is repeatedly treated coldly. It's not because he is a despicable person.

But when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

If he wants to stay safe in this dangerous monster cave, he can't do without the protection of the Saint Lady. Sergeant Jiri will naturally not miss any opportunity to flatter her.

Even through the gas mask, one could see the extremely flattering smile on his face.

boom!
Sergeant Giri had just finished his boastful words when another loud noise was heard from the ceiling above his head.

Several thick tubes suddenly emerged from all directions, with the dark tube mouths pointed at everyone present.

"What's this!"

Hearing the loud noise, everyone looked up and saw the thick black pipes.

Sergeant Jiri's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of surprise.

What is this?
Wasn't this the case in previous reports?
what is going on!

Everything that happened before his eyes was completely unexpected. Before anyone present could react, a blazing flame burst out from the black tube!

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