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

Under the deep night sky, a large caravan lay silently moored at the edge of a dark forest. The moon shone through the sparse treetops, casting dappled light that illuminated the land formed by the wagons and goods of magical beasts.

These carriages were unlike any other; they were made of exotic magical wood, and their wheels were engraved with intricate runes, ensuring their enduring sturdiness throughout the journey. The goods carried on the carriages were incredibly diverse: glittering gems, bottles filled with exotic herbs, and specially made cages holding rare magical beasts.

At night, the caravan remained anchored, and under the moonlight, the flag of the Grand Merchant Guild fluttered in the gentle breeze.

Under the cover of night, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at the caravan, and the initial seriousness of the gaze gradually turned into a relaxed one.

He was draped in a black robe, but it couldn't hide his long, bright golden hair.

With blonde hair and red eyes, a slender and graceful figure, and wearing a uniform black robe, she was none other than Delta, the blonde, mature vampire from the Fourth of the Ten Shadows. She had agreed to Gamma's request and brought several subordinate servants to guard the large caravan directly under the Grand Merchant Guild to prevent it from being attacked and suffering heavy losses.

The ten Shadow Attendants, excluding the leader Alpha, are all of equal rank and have no authority over each other, but they help each other like sisters.

Delta has indeed become a bit quieter lately; a faction of a demonic cult that she had been investigating has suddenly disappeared.

Delta could only think that the cultists had gone into hiding after being discovered, but she was confident in her tracking abilities and believed that her tracking was perfect and that the other party should not have noticed any trace.

In any case, Delta had lost sight of her target, and after several days of fruitless searching, she was about to report to Alpha and request a transfer.

At this moment, Gamma's men contacted Delta, hoping she could help protect the caravan, confirm the attackers' identities, and explain that the attackers were very likely connected to the Demon Cult.

Since they were just killing time anyway, and it would take some time to report to Alpha, Delta decided to help Gamma out.

This caravan, directly under the Grand Merchant Guild, was much larger than the caravan escorted by the Hero Squad, and also had Shadow Court attendants lurking among its members, making its security formidable.

Gamma was still a little worried, so he asked Delta to come over.

The large caravan directly under the Grand Chamber of Commerce that recently set sail actually has another one, that caravan Gamma has directly entrusted to Lyra (0486) for protection.

Large caravans are Gamma's primary concern. The complete annihilation of a caravan of this size would be a huge blow to the Grand Merchant Guild, so Gamma has to take precautions.

As for the smaller caravans under the Grand Merchant Guild, Gamma was powerless to help. The Shadow Court had never had enough manpower, and even with a constant influx of fresh blood, it was still far from sufficient in terms of manpower and combat strength to fight against the Demon Order.

Giving them some subsidies and letting them find refuge with adventurers on their own is already more than enough; it's just a question of whether this money will be enough to resolve the crisis...

Nighttime is the main time for vampires to be active, and Delta is no exception. Her previous "date" with Gray at the Chamber of Commerce was already considered "staying up all night" for Delta.

Therefore, even at nightfall, the blonde vampire showed no signs of fatigue, but the long wait was eventually getting a bit boring.

However, this blonde, mature vampire is relatively calm and composed, and can sit still for a while. If it were a certain dog from the demi-human country, it would have already become bored and started causing trouble.

During the daytime, Delta couldn't control the caravan, so his servants took over. Also, the caravan didn't suffer any premeditated attacks during the day, and there weren't many sporadic attacks from monsters.

After all, although monsters are mindless, they do have a sense of danger and realize that this caravan is not to be trifled with, and no monster dares to provoke them.

The few remaining tough guys are just weak monsters who are about to be eliminated by the natural law of survival of the fittest and have no other choice but to fight desperately. They are just freebies. The magic crystals and materials on their bodies are of considerable value, if not exorbitant.

If there is an attack, it will be tonight. The caravan will set off for the town tomorrow, and there are no better places to attack along the way. Therefore, the attack can only happen tonight.

A cold wind blew, causing the blonde vampire's hair to flutter, and her blood-red eyes flashed with a dazzling light in the darkness.

"You're here." The blonde, mature vampire smiled, staring intently at the suddenly appearing gray-robed man.

"Warning! Attack by unidentified individuals!"

As expected of a large caravan, their reaction speed and handling capabilities to the anomaly were no joke; they quickly set up their formation to meet the attack.

Delta immediately set off towards the battlefield, followed by several servants.

Delta decided to observe first; entering the fray too early was not a good idea. If the attackers had only sent a vanguard, he would be lured into making a move, which would be a huge loss, as many people would escape.

The grey-robed man, it seems Gamma's prediction was correct; the attackers of the caravan were indeed cultists from the Demon Order.

Delta was not in charge of the Chamber of Commerce, so naturally she would not quickly conclude that the Golden Glaze Chamber of Commerce had a close relationship with the Demonic Order or that they might even be a faction's hideout.

This isn't anything important. Just tell Gamma the truth, and the result will be the same; there won't be any mistakes.

Among the Ten Shadow Attendants, the leader, Alpha, has a well-rounded ability, meaning she can handle both clerical work and combat.

Gamma, the president of a merchant guild, and Iota, a research fanatic, are naturally not among the combat candidates, as they are completely incapable of fighting. There is also Kappa, who is not very good at fighting but only good at "fighting," and Beta, whose combat ability is average.

The remaining characters—the flat-chested blue-haired mage Ipsilon, the dog Zeta, the catgirl Eta, the demon girl Sita, and the blonde mature vampire Delta—are all combat-oriented. They could also handle administrative roles, except for that silly dog.

The caravan guards were at a disadvantage as soon as they clashed with the grey-robed men, but the situation became balanced again once the waiters lurking in the caravan made their move.

Perhaps feeling that the caravan had revealed its hand, the grey-robed men sent out signals, calling on their friends and accomplices... or rather, summoning even more grey-robed men to appear in their collusion.

As expected, there were vanguard and support troops, and Delta was ready to enter the fray at any time.

Just as the blonde, mature vampire was about to set off, her crimson eyes suddenly narrowed.

"This is……"