Chapter 18: Chapter 14 Dingke

    "Dingke surrenders! Dingke has surrendered!"

    "No one should expect the peacekeeping standards here," Lancelot said to Bruto. "However, I''m quite curious as to what would happen if we handed him over to the guards."

    "No! Don''t! Dingke has treasure! For you! All for you! Don''t hand Dingke over to the big toad, the big toad will tear Dingke to pieces, and you''ll get nothing!"

    "Oh, that''s possible," Bruto said, rubbing his hands together, "For instance, we could witness a scene where a Quasimodo Demon is ripped in half, and maybe that Berserk Demon will even throw the corpse straight into its mouth. Such spectacles are not easily seen."

    "No! You can''t do this!" the captured Quasimodo Demon screamed.

    Suddenly, Lancelot saw the image of the Quasimodo Demon before him contort in a terrifying manner; its eyes emitted a horrifying glow as it opened its mouth full of fine teeth, saying:

    "Mortal, release me at once!"

    Its voice became eerie and hoarse, like an existence that absolutely must not be defied.

    However, Lancelot was not frightened at all, viewing the poor performance of this green demon with an amused spectator''s attitude, but Bruto seemed to have been influenced slightly, retreating several steps with a look of terror.

    "Hey!" shouted Lancelot at the Dwarf, his voice slightly laced with True Qi.

    Bruto immediately came to his senses, realizing he had been cowed by the little trick of the Quasimodo Demon, which made him fuming with anger. He rolled up his sleeves, preparing to hit the detestable creature.

    Lancelot found the behavior of the little demon quite amusing and decided to use its own methods against it.

    Nature''s spiritual energy from the Abyssal Plane flowed from his Dantian, filling the meridians throughout his body and gathering in his eyes. He stared fixedly at the Quasimodo Demon and said in a voice that startled even himself:

    "How dare you!"

    The intimidation had a very good effect, in fact, it might have been a bit too effective.

    The demon named Dingke''s eyes bulged, and its body went limp, collapsing on the ground. Its gray-green skin oozed a dark brown, foul-smelling mucus, but thankfully, Lancelot had released his hold before it hit the ground.

    "Uh, what did you do to it?"

    Bruto was also utterly bewildered by the situation.

    Moreover, he was acutely aware that if he destroyed this small orb, the demon in front of him would immediately scream and dissolve into a pool of blood, completely vanishing from this world.

    It seems this Quasimodo Demon mistook him for some formidable being, and the way it thought of ''mother'' was also intriguing, but that could be researched later. Pretending to be stern, Lancelot said to it:

    "Stand up, Dingke, I accept your loyalty."

    The Quasimodo Demon named Dingke immediately stood up, eagerly asking:

    "Master, what do you need Dingke to do?"

    Bruto, who was standing nearby, watched all this with his eyes wide and mouth agape. He turned to Lancelot, confused:

    "You''ve just taken on a demon as a minion?"

    Lancelot shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile:

    "It must have been subdued by the murderous aura on me. After all, we did kill quite a few Berserk Demons before, which it fears the most."

    "Makes sense, but I''ve also killed plenty, why isn''t it afraid of me?"

    "Who made you freeze up because of it just now?" Lancelot rolled his eyes.

    Everything that had happened was actually over in an instant, and Barrend and the other Dwarves had also gathered around by now, all looking curiously at the small demon who was less than half their height, with sharp horns on its head. Some Dwarves complained indignantly:

    "Quasimodo Demons, they''ve often caused trouble when we were working, hiding the ore we painstakingly mined, just to see us whipped!"

    The demon being scrutinized covered its head and shouted in its defense:

    "Dingke didn''t! Dingke never did! It wasn''t Dingke''s doing!"

    "Alright, alright, this Quasimodo Demon has already been subdued by me." Lancelot took out the red orb. "See, it willingly gave me its demon essence."

    "I''ve heard of this thing, very few demons are willing to hand over their essence, they''d rather howl and fight to the death, except for the Quasimodo Demons." Barrend frowned as he looked at the item in Lancelot''s hand, "They''re too weak, so they often serve more powerful beings in exchange for a chance to survive. How did you get it?"

    "It stuck its claw into my pocket and I caught it on the spot, then I simply showed it a bit of my power, and so it was." Lancelot sensed Dingke''s intense distress due to the onlookers, so he turned and said to it: "Aren''t you familiar with this town? Introduce us to it, lead the way."