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

With a swift slit in the throat, Number 0101, on alert for a possible attack, simultaneously dealt with the fat man's corpse.

When life ends, that lump of fat naturally collapses.

The weight of the object would make a loud noise if it fell, and in order not to alert the mercenaries inside the tent, 0101 naturally would not let the corpse fall with a thud.

Number 0101 caught the overturned body, his expression changing involuntarily. He exerted force to slowly lower the body, trying to minimize any noise.

"Good weight……"

This is why Number 0101's complexion changed; his fat was indeed not just for show.

This weight definitely exceeds one hundred kilograms. She doesn't even weigh half as much as this fat, greasy man. Even as a professional with magical powers, she finds it a bit difficult to bear this burden.

Fortunately, her goal was simply to let the body fall slowly. If she had to move it, Number 0101 would probably have immediately shown a bitter face.

After doing all this, Number 0101 quickly retreated, keeping watch on its surroundings.

After a while, no attack came.

Number 0101 felt relieved, realizing that he had been overthinking things. This obvious flaw was not a trap; it was simply that the cult members in charge of guarding the area had become lax.

After giving the signal to call the team members over, player 0101 used a spell to reduce his presence.

This magic can provide a simple concealment effect. It is something from the Demon King's legacy, which Gray himself learned and taught to Ipsilon, who then passed it on to the ordinary servants.

This magic can be applied to others, enabling group concealment; only one person in a party of servants needs to learn it.

The downside is that, like invisibility in various games, it will be broken after an attack is launched, and the magic needs to be recast.

After reuniting with their teammates, they began to discuss things in hushed tones.

Number 0212 asked softly, "The mercenaries in the camp?"

The sounds of mercenaries making a ruckus could be heard from inside the tent.

Number 0101 made a throat-slitting gesture.

“This operation doesn’t require us to worry about the lives of the mercenaries, nor will it allow us to show any mercy,” said No. 0101. “The other mercenaries aren’t as lax as these. They’ve all sent people to patrol outside their camps, and they’ll be discovered sooner or later. Rather than being discovered and surrounded, we should strike first.”

The cultists driven by greed and avarice hired multiple mercenary groups. Upon sensing an enemy attack, all the mercenaries would swarm out and charge forward.

The opportunity to easily deal with a large group of mercenaries is extremely rare.

So... kill!

The servants rushed into the tent, first killing the mercenary closest to the tent entrance, and then, before the mercenary could fully react, they moved on to the remaining mercenaries.

The mercenaries reacted quickly, grabbing their weapons and fighting back.

Being a mercenary is such a dangerous profession that even when they are resting, they will keep their weapons nearby to prepare for a surprise attack.

The reaction speed was good, but unfortunately it wasn't very effective. The waiters were all professionals, and the resistance of the mercenaries, who were mostly ordinary people, wouldn't pose much of a challenge to them.

They didn't even have time to scream before their survival instinct kicked in and they responded to the attack.

People often cry out when they are in severe pain, so the waiters chose to kill them instantly to prevent the cries from being heard.

However, they can only instantly kill non-professional mercenaries; they can also quickly kill professionals with magical abilities.

But as long as it's not an instant kill, it will give the mercenaries a chance to pass on messages.

The shouts of "Enemy attack!" and the cries of pain from the wounded mercenaries had already carried out.

"Exposed, we're going to have to face them head-on." Number 0101 sighed as he killed the last mercenary in the tent.

When Number 0212 saw what was on the table, he was speechless: "Goodness, they actually have the leisure to play cards..."

After venting their frustrations, the servants left the tent.

The sound of hurried footsteps and the shouts of mercenaries.

"As expected..." No. 0101 pounced forward, followed closely by the other waiters.

Mercenaries are just cannon fodder and easy to eliminate, but their sheer numbers will keep them occupied for a considerable amount of time.

And during this time...

The roar of the monster echoed.

This is a second-tier Megalodon. Its entire body is covered with thick, dark gray fur, interspersed with mottled black stripes. Its limbs are strong and powerful, especially its forelimbs, which have sharp claws and teeth.

With black stripes, this giant beast should be a canine, if monsters can be classified using animal families.

The Megalodon got its name from the fangs on its lower jaw.

These two terrifying weapons protruded from its lower jaw like two sharp scimitars, gleaming with a chilling light. Each fang was over a foot long, of moderate thickness, and embedded deep into the jawbone, appearing exceptionally sturdy.

Oh my God! Come and see, my old friend, for God's sake, none of us want to be bitten by this thing.

This is unbelievable! This damn monster! I'm going to kick your ass with my boots! I swear I will!

The appearance of the giant beast caused a sensation among the mercenaries, but they were not too panicked, presumably because they had been notified in advance that such a thing would appear.

The explanation given by the cultists is probably that it was a tamed monster.

Regardless of what the cultists told the mercenaries, at least the mercenaries weren't panicked; at most, they were a little shocked because they had seen the monster with their own eyes.

The waiters will face mercenaries, monsters, and cultists who summon monsters from the rear.

"It's just a cheap monster."

The giant beast pounced, but Number 0101 showed no fear and went to meet it head-on.

Why not avoid it?

Because I'm not afraid.

Why not afraid?

Don't be afraid. That means you are not afraid.

"You guys go first, don't let the cultists summon more monsters. I'll be there after I take care of this big guy," 0101 issued the order.

Prioritize attacking summoners; if you can't kill them, they'll keep respawning endlessly, which is very annoying.

Monsters aren't limited to just the Megalodon.

While No. 0101 was fighting the giant beast, the second monster arrived.

This is a grayish-brown monster covered in thick, rock-hard skin.

Its head is slightly flattened, with a pair of crimson eyes set in its rock-like face, radiating a fierce light. Its mouth is wide, filled with sharp teeth; once it bites, it can easily tear its prey to shreds. Its neck is short but exceptionally thick, making its head appear even heavier.

Its back is raised, forming a small hill covered with sharp rock spikes, which makes people feel afraid.

Its tail is enormous, like a giant hammer, capable of shattering rocks.

Rock golems are known for their immense strength and high defense, but their weakness is that they are relatively slow.

This rock monster was actually summoned before the giant tooth monster.

Monsters followed one after another.