Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

”Do you think... we will go to the Ocean Duchy?” Yang Yu asked.

Artie Roosevelt smiled slightly, ”That’s the intuition of a journalist.

There are quite a few newly discovered super large underground mazes in the Ocean Duchy.

The Ocean Duchy has always been relatively chaotic. Those with power basically fight for their own tribes, making it difficult to form an adventure group.

Even if an adventure group is formed, most of the Ocean Duchy’s territory is ocean, and the number of ordinary mazes is sparse.

Without the experience of training in ordinary mazes, adventurers there find it hard to have the capability to strategize super large mazes.

Many super large mazes, even if they appear, can only be left unused.

Once there, it should be easy to gather the keys.”

”Sounds so simple. If it were that simple to strategize the underground mazes there, other S-Class adventure groups would have already gone.” Yang Yu said helplessly, ”The difficulty should be more than just strategizing underground mazes...

This won’t do, can you tell me some strange occurrences?

I’m asking about these strange occurrences not for entertainment.”

”Trying to find some clues from the strange?

Then I’ll tell you an additional strange occurrence.

It’s not about the present, but something from the past.”

Artie Roosevelt suddenly put on a serious face, even straightening his tilted cowboy hat,

”Though somewhat absurd, according to hearsay, someone on a day in the past, saw a crack appear in the sky.”

”The sky? A crack appeared?” Yang Yu frowned.

”Villagers who saw it said the crack flashed by. It might be some kind of natural phenomenon, or possibly a sign that the Demon King is about to descend. Since the giant dragons have no reaction... it should be harmless to this world.” Artie Roosevelt said.

”There should have been many strange occurrences in the past, why mention this one specifically?”

”Why mention this one specifically... maybe because you have an elf with extremely strong Holy Light.

You should have heard the legend of elves, the one about growing wings, and the Goddess Sect has similar legends.

Possessing extremely strong Holy Light is one of the necessary conditions.”

Yang Yu realized what Artie Roosevelt wanted to say, ”Did someone see traces of an angel from the crack?”

Artie Roosevelt did not deny, ”To become an angel, perhaps one needs a guide from heaven.

Your team has an elf who wields powerful Holy Light, maybe one day they will be welcomed by an angel, which is why I particularly told you.

Are there any other questions you’d like to ask?”

Yang Yu shook his head.

Artie Roosevelt opened a new page in his notebook, ”Since you don’t have any questions for now, it’s time for me to interview you now.”

Grinning, as a news editor, Artie Roosevelt naturally didn’t know what politeness was, throwing a slew of questions at Yang Yu.

In return, Yang Yu cooperatively and earnestly answered each question.

Artie Roosevelt’s interview was divided into three parts, interviewing Yang Yu as an outstanding young figure, the leader of a newly established S-Class adventure group, and the colorful-haired masked man active in the war between two countries.

For reference, Artie Roosevelt also asked about the experiences of other team members of Yang Yu, intending to present the most authentic version of Yang Yu in the publication.

Under Yang Yu’s guidance, Bai Jin and the others didn’t say anything strange, smoothly completing the interview.

Putting away the significantly thicker notebook, Artie Roosevelt was very satisfied with the interview, and asked one last question,

”I’ve asked pretty much everything I wanted to ask. As a new S-Class adventure group, do you have anything you’d like to say to other S-Class adventure groups?”

”Hmm... peaceful development, friendly competition,” Yang Yu replied.

”That’s it?”

”That’s it.”

Receiving Yang Yu’s unexciting answer, Artie Roosevelt stood up and leisurely left Yang Yu’s room,

”I’ll take my leave for today, looking forward to our next meeting.

I still remember, you promised that if you win the Dragon God Conference, you would accept my interview.

I’m really looking forward to your next performance.”

Watching Artie Roosevelt leave, Yang Yu breathed a sigh of relief as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Seeing Yang Yu unusually tired, Bai Jin prepared to take down the magic barrier and leave, but heard Yang Yu suddenly call them,

”Wait a moment, Bai Jin, don’t take down the soundproof barrier, I have something very important to discuss with you all... it’s about the Curse Sect.”

Upon hearing it involves the Curse Sect, Bai Jin immediately stopped retracting the barrier.

With a valid reason to use the soundproofing magic, Yang Yu also got straight to the point,

”Actually, I discovered traces of the Curse Sect after entering this city... to avoid alerting them, I need to thoroughly explain some things to you all...”

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As night gradually descended, a long-haired girl in a blue checkered robe sat atop a tall building.

Looking out, the city’s lights were bright.

The petite figure was bathing in the cold wind, the ”Moderate Cocarlos” took four candies of different colors from a candy jar, hesitated with her index finger on the candies,

”Which one should I eat today? One, two, three, four, five, going up the mountain to catch a tiger...”

For each word she uttered, Cocarlos’ finger danced over a different candy.

Finally, Cocarlos picked out a red candy, tossed the other three back skillfully into the jar.

Holding the candy, Cocarlos flicked it high into the sky like flicking a glass bead, catching it in her mouth.

The sweet taste made Cocarlos involuntarily swing her legs, feeling the sweetness while propping her chin with one hand, gazing towards a brightly lit inn.

”Discovered so fast.

Impressive, big brother.

How exactly did you do it?

Curious, I’m very curious! Can you answer this question for me?

Asking like this, but you can’t hear.

Clucking tongue.

Don’t think hiding behind a soundproof barrier means I can’t hear anything.

No one understands barriers more than I do.”

Stretching her limbs, Cocarlos lightly settled on the rooftop, lying down looking at the starry sky, wearing a menacing expression unfit for a child,

”The church people said, the next time I encounter him, I must act carefully.

They also said, if there’s a chance, I must prioritize handling him.

I’ve contacted other church members, but it’s not easy for other disciples to come here.

The Zero Technique is quick, but not suitable for the battlefield here.”

As she spoke to herself, Cocarlos sat up again, returning to her original small and cute guise, steadily placing down the candy jar, taking out two jars filled with black liquid,

”Firstly, let’s test their current strength, using the cute little creatures made by Loving Kexia to test the waters.”