Let the pig cover its head and cry out in pain.
“But there are also many places to spend money!”
"This place, Terra, is so weird."
"In the capital of the most powerful empire in the continent, only one in ten workers can read... Without literacy, they can only be manual laborers for the rest of their lives."
"In addition, the urban pollution there is so bad that most of the workers have various chronic diseases in their medical examination forms..."
"Also, many children are really malnourished. They are able to survive only by relying on the power of their bloodline, which is forcibly supporting them..."
She kept muttering about spending money at an astonishingly fast speed, and with every sentence she spoke, resentment seemed to be rising from her.
Ah this...
Russell suddenly felt a little afraid to look at the pink coin.
The way Zhumi spends her money is so damn right.
In comparison.
All his money was invested carelessly.
Maybe I should take some money and use it to do something that will benefit the society?
It was a rare occasion that Mr. Luo wanted to be kind.
but--
When he thought about his wallet, which might make Skadi worried if it shrank, he hesitated again.
I want to do charity.
But I don’t want to make people around me worry, what should I do?
Go find a new owner to increase your investment.
Or should we wait until Gawain has completed his round, then ask Duck to make another round and deduct some of Mobius's funds?
His thoughts gradually returned to the incident of cutting Mebius's funding.
And at the same time.
The pink pig looked more and more depressed.
"If it weren't for the volunteers and donated materials, many projects wouldn't even be able to proceed."
Russell: “…”
No.
In Terra's worldview, being able to fill one's stomach is good enough.
Relying on donations and volunteers to complete some tasks that even the government has a headache with...
Is this reasonable?
He looked at the pig with horror.
"...Just a quick question, I guess all the volunteers are young girls."
"...Or are there a few grandparents and girls...followers?"
The girl's eyes wandered a little.
understood.
A few kind-hearted volunteers.
Lots of lesbian lickers.
There are also a large number of dogs who lick dogs.
As the words fell.
Russell's expression couldn't help but become unfriendly.
——Although I think it is very interesting to have beautiful girls appear around you from time to time.
However, every time you refresh a beautiful girl, there will be an additional, annoying task in your task bar.
Well, in order to protect their teeth, they really have no choice but to send this pig to the moon.
"But don't worry. I have used my ability to identify the law of mimicry to search it. The things that happened in the past two days will not happen again."
It seemed that he noticed that Russell's gaze was gradually becoming unfriendly.
The pig couldn't help but add.
Oh.
The power of the law of mimicry, I think there is no problem.
Then it'll be fine.
Russell's eyes gradually softened.
Now it seems.
We don't even have to actually send her to the moon.
"Well, if that's the case, then just go and do your thing."
"As for the debts, let's put them aside for now."
Russell rarely held Gungnir against the debtor's back door to collect the debt.
He was lenient in a rare moment.
"I will pay the money back as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the pig nodded - she had no habit of owing money to others.
Finish these.
She then seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"...Um, should I leave now?"
She saw a killer whale staring at her with resentful eyes.
It is clear.
Her presence is somewhat disturbing Miss Killer Whale's good deeds.
But, the words.
However, Russell couldn't help but look a little troubled.
"Well, although it's just a formality, you were just captured by me this afternoon, so you can jump around outside at night, okay?"
"Then I sleep on you for two days?"
Miss Zhumi quickly thought of a solution - she had been exhausted these past two days and needed a rest.
"Ok."
Russell nodded, and in Skadi's slightly confused vision, the pink pig disappeared from sight.
"Where are the Alicias?"
She looked around, as if looking for the pig.
But, that action was soon interrupted - a pair of restless hands had already embraced her.
"Why worry so much? Just go to bed early."
Lights out.
Then, there was a night of sighs.
...
...
...
There was gunfire all over the hotel at night.
Casimir was not calm either.
"Greetings to you, heir to the Fire Demon Court."
In front of the building that originally belonged to the master of the Chamber of Commerce, the Sarkaz guards saluted respectfully to the tall figure wearing molten iron armor.
Fire demon.
A powerful royal court that was once considered the strongest branch of the Sarkaz.
A giant beast as big as a mountain walked on the land, turning the surroundings into magma and sea of fire.
Thousands of years ago.
The appearance of the Fire Demon Court on the battlefield was almost indistinguishable from a natural disaster.
However, this great ethnic group was eventually destroyed due to the targeting of a guy who wishes to remain anonymous.
But, even though the entire clan had been killed, in the game, when the Fire Demon's ashes were rekindled and transformed into a boss, he still beat many of the Bosses so hard that their eyes turned black, and they were almost directly sent to their "hometown in fire".
And now.
The successor to this great royal court has appeared.
"Welcome home, my people."
A deep baritone voice came from behind the closed door.
Afterwards, the black iron gate that conformed to the Sarkaz aesthetic was opened.
The Sarkaz regent and several generals walked out.
The man who always gave people a feeling of deep hatred and resentment was indeed more passionate than ever before at this moment.
If the molten iron giant did not look like he could roast people, no one would doubt that he would hug him directly.
Surtel looked at the scene.
Suddenly I felt a sense of strangeness.
A few days ago, if she had come to Casimir and wanted to meet the regent, it would have been almost impossible.
But when he became the Fire Demon, this great hero who led the heroes to fight against Teacher Dakai's troops and almost risked everything to win a respite land for the Sarkaz, came to meet him in person.
Everything is so dreamy.
Surtel couldn't help but look at his hands.
The temperature of the Fire Demon was so alarming that all the clothes she had worn until now would burn due to the change of emotions.
Asking for help from a certain cat who was also troubled by the flames and couldn't find the right materials to cut a set of clothes for herself.
I can only help myself find this heavy armor, which would crush anyone with a low racial value to death.
Perhaps, for quite a long time, she can only move around wearing heavy armor.
In exchange...
She thought back to the time when she tested her abilities.
——No spellcasting tools were used at all, just a simple clenched fist.
Then, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to be constantly burning.
The ground beneath my feet turned into magma as naturally as an apple falling to the ground.
——Existence itself will force the environment to change in the direction you expect.
This is the power of the Fire Demon.
There are ten such tribes in the Sarkaz clan.
Ten groups that are superior to ordinary Sarkaz...
Ten tribes that can distribute the sins they have committed to the entire tribe, and let the citizens bear the wrath of the slaves...
Under armor.
The woman's face was full of gloom.
