Attack Milim!!
The Eastern Empire's Gundams, the potential Demon Lord free-for-all.
Currently, Milim is mainly concerned about the latter, because she doesn't understand the former at all, so she continued to talk about the second topic.
"If those Demon Lords really send people over, or come in person... Chen Hai, you must transfer the people here as quickly as possible then, otherwise they will be caught in the crossfire."
Milim finished speaking, took a sip of honey wine, then picked up a piece of roasted chicken and bit into it directly.
Smelling the aroma wafting from the chicken leg, Chen Hai looked around.
The types of monsters gathered here had already exceeded twenty.
Goblins, Ogres, Dragonfolk, Fishfolk, Fang Wolves, Kobolds, Minotaurs, Orcs, Arachne, and so on.
Although all of them had received names from Chen Hai and were much stronger than before, they still did not have the qualifications to contend with a Demon Lord.
From this perspective, Milim's reminder was very reasonable.
Once a major battle breaks out, ninety-nine percent of the monsters need to evacuate immediately.
"If they don't escape immediately, bang! Clap clap clap! Gulp! They'll all be wiped out like that!"
"Truly a perfect description."
Facing Milim, who warned with onomatopoeia, Chen Hai praised her repeatedly.
Hearing the topic of their conversation, Shuna, Shion, Souka, and Izawa Shizue also chose to sit nearby.
The Caravan Captain, seeing this, said goodbye to Chen Hai and wisely walked away to drink with his own team members.
"Are we going to fight Demon Lords in the future?"
Souka, whose hearing was excellent, looked seriously at Chen Hai as soon as she sat down.
"Have we already been targeted by a Demon Lord?!"
Shion's expression also became much more serious than before when faced with this topic, and she even stopped eating her baked potato because of it.
Izawa Shizue, however, was very calm.
She put down her wine glass and joined the conversation,
"If there really were to be a battle with a Demon Lord-level enemy, Mr. Chen Hai would have already made arrangements, right? Since he agreed to hold such an event now, there's definitely nothing to worry about."
This was indeed the case.
Chen Hai believed that the probability of fighting other Demon Lords was not high.
Even if it came to that, he could complete preparations immediately.
After all, the term 'Dungeon Full-Area Transfer (Exceptional)' is not to be trifled with.
Currently, the Jura Forest is under Chen Hai's control.
As long as he wishes, he can transfer all targets and objects within the area, so there's no need to worry about them being destroyed or eliminated by enemies.
Coupled with the 'Demon Lord' term, which gives Chen Hai infinite stamina, physical strength, and magic power, meaning prolonged battles have no effect on him.
A one-second battle or a ten-year battle would not interfere with Chen Hai's performance.
Of course, he personally would definitely prefer a quick resolution.
"Which Demon Lords is Lord Milim referring to?"
Shuna curiously asked the Primordial Demon Lord, who had just finished eating a roasted chicken leg.
She thought for a moment and replied,
"Currently, there are three Demon Lords I have close contact with."
But Milim, having said this, heard a shout.
Chen Hai and the girls also looked in that direction.
Beside the bonfire, a member of the human caravan held up a jar high in his hand.
The jar was transparent throughout, reflecting a faint blue sheen under the firelight.
The mouth of the jar was sealed with a thick layer of parchment, then tightly sealed with red wax, as if guarding some alchemical secret.
People curiously leaned in, only to see amber-colored blocks stacked in layers within the jar, each piece coated in a crystal-clear sugar glaze.
"What is this?"
Gobta asked curiously.
"Heheheh! These are candied apples I bought at a high price!"
With that, the merchant unsealed the lid.
Instantly, a clear, sweet aroma wafted out like a thin mist.
It wasn't the cloying richness of honey, nor the smoky scent of dried fruit, but a fragrant blend of fruit acid, as if sunlight had permeated an apple orchard.
"Look!"
The merchant used silver tongs to pick up a candied apple from the jar and held it high.
"This is a perfect creation made from sour apples, soaked in expensive cane sugar syrup, cooked for three days and three nights, then air-dried on a wooden rack for seven full days! Finally... sealed in a glass jar to prevent moisture, block light, and lock in every trace of its aroma!"
After his explanation, the merchant planned to use this as a prize for a competition.
"Whoever can be the first to find the glowing colored ball thrown into the forest gets to take it home! What do you all think?"
"When does it start! When does it start!"
Hearing this, Milim immediately rushed over.
This scene caused the surrounding monsters to retreat three paces.
But the merchant, understanding nothing, looked at Milim with a puzzled expression.
"Little girl, do you want to participate too?"
"What did you say?"
"I mean..."
Before he could finish, Chen Hai reminded him from his seat,
"Do you only have that one jar of candied apples?"
"No, no, Mr. Chen Hai, there are a few more..."
"Then give that jar to Milim first; she is my esteemed guest."
"Is that so? I understand."
The merchant prepared to give away the candied apples.
However, Milim put her hands on her hips and shook her head.
"I want to play the game! And then take this!"
"Alright, alright..."
The merchant was somewhat surprised and helpless by this.
As for the result—
Only Milim participated, so she naturally won.
The monsters were not foolish enough to compete with a Demon Lord for food.
Returning to her previous spot with the prize, Milim picked up a candied apple.
"Here, Chen Hai!"
"For me?"
"That's right, good things should be shared! Just like crepes!"
"Thank you..."
As Chen Hai accepted it, Milim also distributed candied apple pieces to Shuna and others around her.
At this moment, the merchant began the second round of prize competitions.
The scene immediately became lively.
"It's not enough."
Milim said, putting down the glass jar she was holding, and decided to participate in the competition again... The monsters were truly pitiful.
After expressing his sympathy inwardly, Chen Hai saw that Shuna and Shion were no longer sitting in their spots either, and decided to go to the event area to have some fun.
And so—
A few minutes later, the entire bonfire party underwent a significant change.
Shuna was teaching a little girl to identify mushrooms in the forest;
Shion was sparring with a merchant caravan warrior;
Souka was accompanying her brother, Gabiru, as he savored fruit wine.
Everyone began to leisurely enjoy the present moment.
Izawa Shizue, who was beside Chen Hai, started a new topic after enjoying some wine and several snacks together.
"Actually... I've always wanted to ask you."
Izawa Shizue looked at Chen Hai.
"Mr. Chen Hai, why do you help the monsters? What do you plan to do in this world...?"
"There's no particular reason; I simply feel it's beneficial to my plan."
"A plan? What plan?"
"Are you curious?"
"Yes."
Izawa Shizue did not hide her thoughts.
Chen Hai smiled slightly at this.
"Then let's discuss it in private."
Chen Hai stood up.
"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."
"Where?"
"My room."
He winked.
"After all, my plan is very sensitive information, so it naturally needs to be discussed in private."
"Is it just... discussing information?"
"Who knows?"
Chen Hai didn't elaborate, instead taking Izawa Shizue's hand and walking towards the apartment room he had moved into.
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The game begins!
In another direction.
The activities to win various snacks were still ongoing.
The first item was 'Gust Sprint'—contestants needed to traverse a one-kilometer forest sea track.
Just like that, the temporary fish-man referee shouted,
"The race begins!"
Before his words faded, the Fang Wolf pack shot out like lightning, the Dark Serpentmen glided close to the ground, and the Rock Giants moved with heavy yet surprisingly fast strides.
Among these participants, there was also a petite figure—Milim.
She had said she would restrain her power by 600, hoping the monsters would actively participate.
However, even so—
Milim, with her hands behind her head, skipping and hopping, still held a huge advantage.
She was humming an unknown tune, strolling effortlessly through the forest, yet her speed consistently kept pace with the wolf pack!
"Lady Milim... does your 'restraint' mean... walking with one percent of your power?"
The nearby monsters muttered to themselves.
The winner was still Milim.
The second competition was called 'Sweet Haul'—everyone had to transport ten boxes of 'marshmallows' from the foot of the mountain to the finish line at the summit.
After hearing the rules, the Rock Giant hoisted the boxes, his muscles bulging;
The Bat Monsters used their claws to jointly drag them.
Milim, among the crowd, squatted down and, smiling, said to a box of marshmallows,
"Little sweeties, fly up~"
The next instant, ten boxes were roughly thrown towards the area of the finish line.
Bang!!
They landed and shattered, but they were packaged inside, so they were barely considered 'intact'.
"This... does this count as 'hauling'?!"
A Dragonewt Race member participating in the competition couldn't help but complain, almost falling to the ground because of it.
And in the final sprint phase to 'capture the victory flag,' all contestants were panting, except for Milim, who remained full of energy.
She restrained her power, 'slowly' accelerated, and 'barely' beat Ranga in the last second, crossing the finish line.
"I won! The snacks are mine!"
Milim jumped high, hugging the prize cookies, cheering like a child who had received a toy.
At the same time, Milim's peripheral vision caught sight of two figures.
Chen Hai and Izawa Shizue... they were walking towards the apartment building.
However, Milim didn't follow immediately; instead, she decided to continue participating in new games, and then take her gifts to find Chen Hai to give him a surprise!
Since it was night, would it be a night raid?
Milim thought this as she followed the current contestants into a new round of competition.