Chapter 357 – The Demon Army Barracks (2/2)
Receiving the objects, Fatty went in the direction that Demon squad captain had pointed to. When he reached a place where no one else could see, he threw the wooden box into his inventory and hung the token on his waist, then started to brazenly walk around.
Due to having the protection of Demon City within Heavens Scar, the Demon world hadn’t built a city at the entrance. Now that Demon City was occupied by humans and the five Demon Kings had been forced to take their troops back to the Demon realm, exposing the entrance to the human race, they had to build another city at the entrance of the Demon world.
At the moment, countless civilians in the Demon realm were working their butts off under the command of the nobles. With the assistance of mages, a huge city was slowly taking shape.
The construction site was chaotic and had nothing valuable. However, the architectural orientation of a city like this was very important. It would come in handy if the Human army wanted to attack this city in the future. Spending half a day circling, Fatty recorded all the structural details.
Wandering around for a while and almost being dragged to be a coolie by several high-ranked demons, Fatty followed all kinds of clues to arrive at the barracks nearby.
“It is really strange that a human came all the way to our world. They think our five Demon Kings are easy to bully just because they were forced to return to the Demon realm?” Fatty heard a familiar language as soon as he entered the barracks. Surprisingly, this was the Demon army that had just retreated from Heavens Scar.
“Ahh, don't say. Ferotiger caught their Highnesses off guard and threatened to destroy the Death Altar to force us all back to the Demon realm. This has reached the ears of the emperor. His Majesty was extremely displeased and has ordered punishment. Were it not for their meritorious service during several thousand years of guarding the entrance, the five Royal Highnesses would have been executed.”
“Humph, all because of that damn Demon Dragon clan. Had it not been for them, how could the Demon Kings be punished?”
“Those so-called aristocrats only care about their own interests and completely disregard the safety of the Demon realm. A bunch of vermin! They should be sent to the Dark Altar as sacrifices.”
As the sound of the discussion drifted further away, Fatty’s head popped out.
“The situation in the Demon realm is also the same as that of human beings. It is very complicated.” Fatty sighed.
Sallip's mission was to only investigate the situation in the Demon realm. As for the so-called snooping, just any piece of information would do anyway because there was no delineation of the scope. The mission given by Ferotiger to locate the Death Altar was also very simple. Such a large altar should be easy to find.
The most important was still the missions from those gentlemen in Sky City. If Fatty failed to do any of them well enough, what awaited him upon his return would certainly be unpleasant.
First was Reck's mission. The old man’s request was quite simple – specialties of the Demon realm, referring to special races and materials that only existed in the Demon world.
Demonic Abyss Bull! Fatty first set his eyes on the Demonic Abyss Bull. Since Fierce Bull had retreated from Hero City with the Demon army then, he must still be here. Find him, and Fatty would find the habitat of the Demonic Abyss Bulls, or so he thought.
Fatty began to search the barracks. Since this was only a temporary residence, the barracks were arranged in accordance with the five Demon Kings’ ranks, but it was so messy that the troops were mixed up. Fatty was unable to find Fierce Bull for a while.
“Stop.” A low-ranked general’s eyes gleamed when he saw Fatty. “What are you doing?”
“Looking for someone,” Fatty replied honestly.
“It’s clear you’re up to nothing good from your stealthy manner. Say it, who are you looking for?” This general touched the blade on his waist, looking very ready to see blood once Fatty said a wrong word.
Fatty took out the token and the wooden box. The general checked them and pointed at the distance. “Go there, General Fierce Bull is stationed there.”
Following the direction given to him, Fatty made a big circle and was questioned one more time before he arrived outside the camp where Fierce Bull was stationed.
As a Demon General, Fierce Bull commanded thirty thousand troops and had his own independent camp. Fatty hadn’t paid attention back in Hero City, but now he noticed that under Fierce Bull’s were mainly his own race of Demonic Abyss Bulls, mixed with a small portion of soldiers from other small clans.
At the entrance of the camp, Fatty was checked again before he was let in. He first looked around, then vanished into Stealth when no one was watching and crept towards Fierce Bull’s tent.
“With so many of them and Zhang Feihu, who is no weaker than me, how can I defend?!” Fatty heard a roar from Fierce Bull’s tent a distance away. It was obvious from the angry growl that Fierce Bull was not passing his days happily.