Chapter 584: Chapter 504: Lackey
“Do you have important intelligence to report?”
Upon hearing the words of Half-Beastman Sharu, Demacia felt mentally invigorated and squinted his eyes.
He chuckled twice, a hint of interest appearing in his expression.
Sharu paused and pointed in the direction he had just come from, saying,
“Elf Lord, when I was just coming here, I saw a dozen or so Half-Beasts discussing something…”
As he spoke, he recounted the movements of the Half-Beasts he had just witnessed.
“Hmm… you’re saying you noticed some Half-Beasts are dissatisfied with us and plan to resist and escape?”
After listening to Sharu, Demacia gave him a surprised look and said with keen interest.
His expression carried a touch of eagerness, yet there wasn’t the slightest hint of anger at learning the slaves might revolt…
On the contrary, Sharu vaguely saw a familiar glint in his eyes, a look these elves often had while rampaging across the Death Desert…
That look suggested they had found amusement, the excitement of seeing a new, intriguing toy.
This discovery made Sharu slightly open his mouth, increasingly finding these elves strange and terrifying…
He took a deep breath and nodded,
“Yes, they previously tried to recruit other Half-Beasts, and they even tried to recruit me, but I refused.”
Demacia chuckled softly and nodded slightly.
He then meticulously sized up Half-Beastman Sharu from head to toe, while Sharu merely felt a sharp gaze fall upon him, instinctively tensing his body and deeply bowing his head in a show of respect.
Sharu heard Demacia ask.
“Reporting to Elf Lord, my name is Sharu.”
Sharu respectfully replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a large hand placed on his shoulder, and the distinctive playful voice of the red-haired elf named Demacia rang out:
“Sharu, is it? Hmm… very good! You did well! As a reward, you’ll have meat to eat every day.”
Meat to eat every day!
Sharu’s eyes lit up, his expression full of joy.
Becoming a slave was already a foregone conclusion.
For him now, the most anticipated thing each day was the possibility of delicious roasted meat…
Having lived so many years, Sharu didn’t have many other merits, just a broad heart.
“Thank you, Elf Lord!”
He quickly said excitedly.
But just as he was expressing his gratitude, Demacia suddenly paused his actions, asking with a half-smile,
“But… I’m curious, why did you choose to report this to me, rather than helping them cover it up? After all… you all should be clansmen, while we are adversaries, right?”
Upon hearing the elf’s words, Sharu’s movements froze, somewhat anxious.
After a moment of silence, he finally chose to speak the truth:
“It’s no use… There’s no escape.”
“No use? The number of us guarding you isn’t many. Honestly, if you truly banded together, it’s not impossible to escape.”
Demacia also shook his head.
“But… we’ve all signed a contract. If we resist, we’ll suffer severe backlash, and even if we withstand the backlash, there’s no way to escape the pursuit of stronger beings.”
Sharu replied with a bitter smile.
After speaking, he sighed,
“I know that watching over us isn’t just the adults but also those omnipresent Earth Cave Spiders… and the adult behind them.”
“You know quite a bit.”
Demacia looked at him with surprise, raising an eyebrow.
“Ahem, that… I used to be a priest in the tribe, often interacted with human caravans, gathered news, and had some understanding of the adults’ strength.”
Sharu respectfully answered.
“What?! You… were a priest before?!”
This time, Demacia was truly shocked.
He once again sized up Sharu from head to toe, his expression filled with astonishment.
“So there really are Half-Beast Priests who gave up their faith to become captives, even tattling… But isn’t that betrayal too fast? Even more cowardly than me? I always thought Half-Beast Priests were all tough guys who chose to die in battle…”
At this moment, another elf cleared his throat twice, leaning in to whisper in his ear:
“Dema, this Half-Beast was captured by our guild leader, the only priest who surrendered… uh, I didn’t mention it to you before.”
Demacia glanced at him.
The speaker was a player from the Mengmeng Committee, and the guild leader they mentioned was naturally Little Xian Miao.
“No wonder… I think she casually mentioned it, but I forgot for a moment.”
Demacia nodded, his expression suddenly clear.
He indeed had heard that Little Xian Miao had captured a rare “fake” priest.
It was said that the Half-Beast was clearly a Silver Priest but only had the level of a shallow believer, eventually even abandoning their faith and becoming a slave…
Now it seemed it was this fellow in front of him.
“A priest… If I recall correctly, every Half-Beast Priest managed tribal affairs.”
He murmured to himself.
As if something crossed his mind, Demacia suddenly chuckled again, once more examining Sharu.
As a silver-tier player, Demacia’s gaze was quite sharp.
Being stared at with such a gaze, Sharu, whose strength had already fallen to Black Iron Middle Rank, grew more nervous.