"As a security team, you have to look like a security team."
Fifteen demons lined up in a row in order of height, waiting for Beta's guidance.
"Look at you, there is no standing image, it is crooked." Beta slapped the four-armed Naga's snake waist with a long sword: "Straighten your waist for me, twisting and twisting like a mother same as us."
The four-armed naga immediately straightened the snake's limbs. In fact, for Naga, the snake's waist should always be twisted slightly, this is a racial instinct.
But he didn't dare to disobey Beta's order. If he didn't twist his waist, he would be tired and uncomfortable at most. But if he was beaten up by Beta... He didn't want to try it with the fearful demon in front of him.
Then Beta walked up to a skeleton shooter and scolded: "What are you doing with your back hunched all day, you don't look energetic when you look at it, straighten your chest."
What kind of vigor are you talking about with a skeleton... The blue soul fire in the skull's eye hole twisted and twisted, looking extremely aggrieved. But it still straightened its back. In fact, the backs of many skeletons collapsed, so that it would not easily wear down its spine.
These are unreasonable demands, and Beta knows they are unreasonable. But now, Beta has big fists, and what he said is all reasonable.
"Public security is the most important thing in a city's prosperity. If our security team doesn't have any rules, how can we have the right to ask others to abide by our rules? You stand still for me now, when I think you are a bit law enforcement The strict temperament of the team is gone, and I will take you out to maintain law and order."
After saying this, Beta sat aside and stared at them.
These demons felt as if the eyes of a dragon were scanning their bodies, and they felt that their souls were trembling, and they didn't dare to move casually.
And not far behind Beta, the succubus named Martha saw all of this, and then she left.
Beta knew that she was watching from behind, but she just didn't bother to pay attention to her.
Martha returned to the palace, and the Succubus Queen was extremely unhappy with a donkey face.
"Queen, what happened again?"
"Someone came to report just now that Lime City in the east sent people to warn us that if we don't hand over a hundred gold coins within a month, they will come to attack the city." The Succubus Queen rubbed her forehead: "I still It’s too simple to think of building an independent city. Although we can indeed scare some demons, there are also many who don’t pay attention to us. They come to rob every day. Now we can still afford gold coins. Not a few years."
Martha was silent for a while, and then smiled: "What does it matter, even if we fail, our status will not be worse than before, right! At least we have been proud for a while, instead of being the same as before. The vassals and fire vents of the grand masters."
"I'm afraid that some sisters will think that I have done something wrong and shouldn't build a city."
"There will definitely be." Martha sighed: "Spineless people, there will always be, but they are not qualified to judge your actions, Queen, and will never understand your mind."
Angela smiled lightly: "When you say that, I feel more at ease... By the way, what is that human being doing? Speaking of which, I forgot to ask his name."
"His name is Li Lin!" Martha shrugged: "Just now when he taught those members of the security team, he said his name. He also said arrogantly, 'I, Li Lin, put the words here. I have survived ten attacks by my subordinates, so I will give him the position of the captain of security. But if you can't beat me, you have to obey me obediently, and you can't disobey. If I tell you to jump into lava, you have to jump Magma, I tell you to kill people, even if there are 10,000 enemies in front of you, you still have to charge up', anyone who dares to object, I can beat you to death right now."
Angela laughed loudly when she heard this, and the soft flesh of her whole body was shaking.
"It's really interesting to talk about humans." The succubus wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Actually, we succubus and humans are very compatible. They smell good, like to play with us, and are gentle, but it's a pity that our succubus Demons can't go to the human world, otherwise, it would be great to take root in the human world and attach themselves to a certain country and force."
Angela's ideal actually has some room for manipulation.
The human world is indeed... well, more tolerant of succubi.
After all, the succubus just likes to touch people's spirits, not to hurt people. If you inhale too much energy, people will indeed hang up. But if a man does that too much, he will die differently! Not much difference.
Moreover, the succubus' alignment tends to be neutral evil.
The reason why they are rated as evil is because the operation of sexual intercourse is a little bit harmful to human males.
In other respects, they have no bad deeds.
These succubi don't like to fight for hegemony, don't like to grab territory, they just like to tell stories, attracting males to fight for them and fight... There is nothing wrong with the faction of neutral evil.
Martha has never been to the human world, and she has no intuitive experience of the human world. But she knew one thing, the taste of human males in the demon world was indeed much better than that of any other demon race. This is still a fallen human male, if it is a human in the main plane world, how delicious it would be!
Thinking about it, Martha was about to drool.
She couldn't help asking: "Queen, you have tasted many human males back then, right?"
"There are more than a dozen of them. Each of them smells so good." The Succubus Queen sighed: "It's been about forty years, and I remember helping my summoner to give birth to a half-blood daughter. It's a pity that later he I am old and dead, I am no longer bound by the contract, and I was forcibly sent back to the Demon Realm by the main plane."
"No wonder you haven't had sex with a male for so many years. At most, you can absorb the spirit of fallen humans." Martha suddenly realized: "After eating delicious food, the demon male is no different from shit in your eyes Alright."
Angela nodded: "Yes. I really don't like it."
Martha suddenly smiled and asked: "Queen, answer me honestly, your summoner is really old and dead, didn't you squeeze him to death?"
Angela blushed slightly: "Get lost."
Then Martha ran away.
Beta has been training the security team. Although these demons are amazingly rebellious, but you really defeated them, and their obedience is also amazing.
They completed every word Beta said 100%, without any discount.
If things go on like this, in another ten days, no, there is no day and night in the devil world... It should be said that in another 240 hours, they should be able to be pulled out to enforce the law.
In the city of Sicily, the city lord Reardon got up from the bed. He ran ten laps behind his manor first, and smiled knowingly when he saw the system prompting him to complete daily tasks to get 10 experience points.
Ten points of experience are not worth much, but he understands a truth better, that the accumulation of sand makes a tower.
Even if he stops exercising from now on and just runs ten laps in the morning every day, he can improve another level within ten years. What's more, daily tasks are not limited to morning jogging.
There are also small tasks such as 'watering flowers', 'handling government affairs', 'reading a book' and so on. These are usually very simple to complete. In other words, even if he no longer exercises or fights in the future, his strength can be steadily improved.
His talent was mediocre at first, but the basic attributes of human nature brought by the knight system +1, and the effect of increasing attribute growth by 1, abruptly turned him into a genius.
He has high attributes, and his own level rises much faster than normal people. Reardon has always believed that this 'ability', this so-called knight system, is definitely a gift from the gods.
His master must be the reincarnation of a god, or else he must be a descendant of a god.
After breakfast, he started to deal with government affairs, and when he first entered the state, the door was pushed open. The soldiers came in and bowed their heads to report: "City Master, a material transportation team of the God of Wealth Sect was attacked by unknown forces outside the city. Many escorts were injured and three people died. Now they have withdrawn to the city. His Excellency Leo, the bishop of the temple, is meeting Wait in the living room, he wants to see you."
"Go to the living room and tell the guests, I'll be right there."
Reardon got up, took care of himself in front of the copper environment, and then walked quickly to the living room.
In the living room, after listening to Bishop Laiou's narration and request, Reardon stood up and said seriously: "Bishop Laiou, please rest assured that our City Lord's Mansion will follow up on this matter with all our strength."
His master is the Pope of the Wealth Religion, and he is a believer in the Wealth Religion. Moreover, this incident happened within the city of Sicily. No matter what the reason is, he has the obligation to act. The three factors are stacked together, that is, we must investigate with all our strength, and there must be no perfunctory.
The intelligence system of the City Lord's Mansion began to operate at full capacity, and within four days, the target's tail was caught.
That was the day when Reardon was riding a horse and leading his soldiers to conduct a routine inspection of the city wall. He was ambushed when he was walking halfway. The opponent sent two master-level assassins and more than a dozen elite assassins.
But in the end Reardon won.
From the beginning to the end, Reardon fought against the opponent's two master assassins. After a fierce battle, seven of Reardon's personal soldiers died, and all the elite of the enemy were dead. On the back, there is a black iron-colored coat of arms of the twin goddesses.
Two master assassins, one dead and one wounded.
Reardon pointed his long sword at the opponent's throat and asked, "Who sent you here?"
The master assassin didn't answer Reardon's words, but looked at the coat of arms of the Silver Twin Goddesses on the back of Reardon's left hand, then looked at the backs of the left hands of the three personal soldiers, and said bitterly: "Silver rank... Black iron level, talented knights are as scary as the legends say."
"Who sent you here?" Reardon asked again.
"The city lord should also know the rules of our Assassin's Union, which only accepts money to do things, and doesn't know who the client is."
Reardon vaguely guessed which force hired the assassin. He looked at the dead bodyguard, very unhappy, and then said to the other three: "Take this master back to the prison, and send a letter to the Assassin's Guild. Either take five hundred gold coins to redeem him, or Just wait for the branch in Sicilia to be uprooted by me."