The maid squad is too strong, what use is there for me, the Demon King?

Gray took his two men to the dungeon again.

It's impossible for Beta to be the only slave in the entire dungeon; he was only imprisoned separately because of his special status as an elf.

They rushed to the granary to find food because they were worried that Beta would starve to death; the other slaves had not yet been freed.

However, elves are indeed much better physically than ordinary people. Even though they were starving and had no strength, they immediately regained their mobility.

But she has only regained her mobility; don't expect her to fight or move things.

However, the slave-catching team has now been basically wiped out, so there's not much need for combat power. There might still be some escaped slaves in the dungeon who were responsible for guarding them.

"who!"

Since Gray and his companions did not deliberately keep their footsteps quiet, the remaining dungeon guards quickly noticed their approach.

There was no reply. Gray was too lazy to reason with these scumbags; they didn't deserve to listen.

He swiftly and cleanly dealt with these people, his purplish-black magic wrapping around the dagger, wiping away the blood that had stained his neck from the cut.

Gray assessed the strength of the entire slave-catching team.

A leader whose strength is almost at the third rank and only one step away can be considered to be at the second-and-a-half rank, or, using the most modern calculation method, at the first-rank Kun.

There were five second-tier professionals, more than ten first-tier professionals, and the rest were burly men who had not yet reached a certain tier.

This strength is significantly greater than that of the bandit group that imprisoned Alpha.

This is probably because slaves who don't reach a certain rank aren't worth much money, while those who can capture people of the first or second rank as slaves will fetch a much higher price.

Therefore, only people with relatively strong abilities can form a slave-catching team.

Another method involves capturing attractive women, regardless of their strength, as they can fetch a considerable amount of money.

Beta falls into this category, and is a rare and exceptional item that is only seen once in a century.

Even Gray, an oddball who wasn't particularly interested in alcohol and women, had to admit that Beta's looks were among the best of all the women he had ever seen, and she was comparable to the top actresses of his previous life.

Gray's aversion to women is not (at least not entirely) due to his young body.

This guy never had any intimate interactions with girls in his previous life, not even holding a girl's hand. Even after being reborn, he was still a virgin.

In another world, it's like being struck by good luck in love, with plots involving heroes rescuing damsels in distress and then being entangled with beautiful girls.

Of course, please don't think that Gray has a problem with his sexual orientation or is impotent; in this respect, he is still a normal boy.

Because of the advanced internet technology, all sorts of dirty jokes and things like 91 videos are rampant, which is why modern people's thoughts are so dirty... um... food and sex are human nature.

In the slightly earlier era, young men and women in rural areas who had just come of age were very innocent and shy, to the point that they would be embarrassed to even hold hands with someone. Gray was basically a perfect example of this.

far away...

According to Gray's perception, Beta should be a fourth-tier professional in his normal state. Theoretically, he could take on an entire slave-catching team by himself.

How was she arrested?

Gray had made some speculations before, but he felt it was better to ask the person directly.

"Speaking of which, with your abilities, how did you end up being arrested by these people?"

Beta was still a little embarrassed by the silence along the way, so she leaned in as soon as Gray spoke.

"Well... it was a perilous journey, a long trek, and then I was ambushed and captured."

Beta naturally couldn't say that he was arrested on purpose, so he just made up a reason.

Gray didn't notice anything unusual and continued wandering aimlessly through the dungeon, looking for other slaves.

"found it."

The dungeon wasn't large, and Gray quickly found the other imprisoned slaves.

The dungeon reeked of decay and dampness, and the torches on the walls flickered weakly, illuminating the miserable scene of the imprisoned slaves.

The slaves were tightly chained, their bodies weak and exhausted, their eyes filled with despair and fear. The dungeon floor was covered in filth and blood, and the air was thick with painful groans.

There was no sunlight, no warmth, only endless darkness and cold. The slaves huddled together, trying to find a sliver of warmth, but they could not ward off the chill of the dungeon.

Water droplets dripped incessantly from the wall, making a pitter-patter sound, as if it were the passage of time, or perhaps the tears in the hearts of the slaves. They had lost their freedom, their dignity, and had become imprisoned souls.

In this dark corner, hope seemed to have been shattered, leaving only pain and torment. The dungeon became their prison, and an eternal wound in their hearts.

In the dark, damp cells, the slaves huddled in a corner, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness. Their bodies were bound by chains, unable to move freely, and the long period of imprisonment had inflicted immense mental and physical torture on them.

Their faces were gaunt, their eyes vacant, as if they had lost their souls. Their hair was disheveled, their clothes tattered and stained with dirt and blood. Their lips were cracked, their skin pale, and their bodies thin, as if they might collapse at any moment.

"My God..."

Beta was so shocked that he covered his mouth.

She never imagined that the other slaves were in such a hellish place.

Because she was a top-quality commodity, she received relatively good treatment. However, due to her pampered lifestyle, she couldn't eat the unidentified liquid that was provided, which led to her weakness from a hunger strike.

Although she's a hopeless romantic, this elven princess still possesses basic human qualities.

But because she was love-struck, she immediately compared Grey's image to the livestock of these slave hunters.

This made her face flush.

Hmm... I think I like Lord Shadow Demon more now.

Compared to Beta's shock, Alpha's expression was calmer. After all, he had often accompanied Gray to deal with livestock such as slave-catching teams of thieves in the past few days, so it was nothing new to him.

Compared to Beta, Alpha's emotions were less shocked and more angry.

Gray looked at the slaves and noticed the difference between their skin and his own.

Although they are generally considered to be of Asian descent, their skin is noticeably lighter compared to the people of this country, suggesting they are from a neighboring country.

In other words, these slaves were captured from neighboring countries.

However, I've recently heard that a rebellion broke out in a neighboring country, and the war has affected the entire country. These slaves were probably captured by slave-catching teams during the war.

A hint of anger flashed across Gray's face.

A burst of purplish-black magic caused a single point of explosion.

Without even using a key, Gray blasted open the cell with his own magic.

Such a commotion naturally startled all the slaves in the cell, who all looked over in terror.

Gray, with the aid of his own magic, transmitted his deep voice throughout the entire dungeon.

"You are free."