Are you kidding me?! The boss of the Hell Dungeon is a loli!

The next morning, the main hall of the Bone Manor was filled with a strong, sweet smell of blood.

Jiang Luo sat on a high-backed chair covered with soft fox fur, holding a small cake that exuded a sweet aroma, her fair and slender legs swinging back and forth in mid-air.

Those large, ruby-like eyes were listlessly surveying the empty main seat.

A raven emerged from the corner of the corridor, sporting two enormous dark circles under her eyes, carrying a plate of fresh elven liqueur.

When his gaze fell upon the shadowy figure standing like a wooden stake behind Jiang Luo, the hand holding the wine tray visibly trembled.

She looked at the rusty iron collar around Shadow's neck, now riddled with cracks, and then at Jiang Luo's innocent and adorable face.

The word "Mom" that I heard while standing outside the door last night kept replaying in my mind.

I felt a chill rush straight to the top of my head.

This little white-haired monster doesn't look like it has all its teeth yet, but the things it does in private are really weird!

Jiang Luo swallowed the cake in her mouth, looked at Han Ya's horrified expression, and impatiently patted the cookie crumbs off her hands.

"Big sister, what are you standing there daydreaming about? Does Lolo have flowers on her face? Where is that ugly old man today?"

Han Ya quickly put away those messy, wild imaginings.

He strode to the long table, put down the sweet wine, and whispered to Jiang Luo to report the situation.

"My father led the family's elite out before dawn. I heard that things have been unsettled around the Burial Canyon lately, with a group of fearless humans lurking in the shadows, doing some kind of dirty trick. My father must have gone to investigate this matter."

Jiang Luo heard the word "human".

Bored, he yawned and pulled out a strawberry lollipop from his personal storage space, stuffing it into his mouth.

She couldn't care less about the lives or deaths of those human players. Anyway, there were still six days until the Death Vortex opened, and she couldn't just sit around in this dilapidated manor and get moldy.

We need to find a place to harvest a wave of high-quality terror points to improve the overall strength of this group of eerie subordinates.

"Lolo isn't interested in those weak humans. Big sister, you've been in this canyon for so long, are there any fun places around here?"

When the crow heard this question, its eyes darted around.

I immediately thought of a perfect place to go.

"If Lord Jiang Luo is bored, the Death Merchant Guild is holding a grand auction this afternoon. It is said that not only are there valuable and bizarre items, but also several ancient treasures unearthed from the ruins dungeon. If you are interested, I can show you the way."

Jiang Luo, with a candy in her mouth, didn't show much enthusiasm for the so-called treasures.

She's almost overflowing with the junk and scrap metal piled up in her basement.

Naya, who had been standing behind Jiang Luo as a background figure, suddenly pressed down on her black top hat, bent down, and whispered a reminder in a voice only Jiang Luo could hear.

"Master, don't underestimate this Death Guild. It has a great reputation in Burial Canyon, and its founder is a peak SS-level being who has lived for over a hundred years. This auction will definitely attract a large number of high-level monsters. We can take this opportunity to explore the strengths of other forces in this canyon."

Jiang Luo heard the words "a large number of high-level strange creatures".

The ruby ​​eyes, which had been dull, suddenly lit up, and the person even forgot to chew the lollipop in their mouth.

With so many easy targets gathered together, it's practically a natural breeding ground for fear!

"Since Nyarlathotep has said so, then Lolo will reluctantly go and join in the fun. Big sister, hurry up and prepare the carriage; Lolo wants to buy lots and lots of fun things!"

Seeing that Jiang Luo agreed so readily, Han Ya immediately put on a fawning smile.

She leaned close to Jiang Luo's ear, her tone carrying a greasy, suggestive undertone that only adults would understand.

"If Lord Jiang Luo finds those inanimate objects uninteresting, I can take you to a more interesting place."

Jiang Luo tilted her head, looking at Han Ya with an innocent expression.

"What kind of interesting event is this? Is there anything better than strawberry cake?"

Han Ya patted Jiang Luo on the shoulder sheepishly, his smile turning extremely lewd.

"They're underground venues that specialize in auctioning young boys and teenage slaves. If you're interested in that, the quality there is definitely much better than the defective goods on the black market. They're all professionally trained and guaranteed to serve you comfortably."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Luo nearly choked on her lollipop, freezing in place as if struck by lightning.

(ΩДΩ)！ ！ ！

What kind of filthy nonsense is going on in that brat's head?!

Lolo is a grown man with an iron will; how could he possibly be interested in those immature brats!

Jiang Luo was screaming inwardly, but on the surface she still forced herself to maintain that innocent and naive loli persona. She puffed out her cheeks angrily and stomped hard on Han Ya's foot.

"Big sister, you're such a bad person! Lolo doesn't want to go to those weird places! Lolo only wants to buy sparkly treasures!"

Crow: (´⊙ω⊙`)

Did I misunderstand?

……

It was afternoon.

A luxurious black carriage drawn by two skeletal horses stopped outside the tall bronze gate of the Death Merchant Guild, which was inlaid with countless skulls.

Jiang Luo jumped off the carriage, lifting the hem of her Lolita dress. Shadow followed closely behind her like a weightless shadow, while Naya slowly adjusted her black leather gloves.

Looking at the magnificent building in front of me, which exudes a strong smell of blood and money.

Jiang Luo was already planning in his mind how to harvest the fear points of these nouveau riche later.

Just as Han Ya was about to step forward and show his VIP token to the guard at the door, a strange voice suddenly came down from above the steps.

"Oh, who has such a grand entrance? It's that young lady from the Skeleton Prince's family, who hasn't even grown all her fur yet. What brings you to our Death Merchant Guild today?"

Jiang Luo looked up at the sound and saw a strange security guard covered in green pustules and with a giant toad head on his head, carrying a spiked steel fork and looking down at them.

This toad-headed security guard exuded a foul stench reminiscent of a peak B-grade rank, and his bulging yellow eyes were filled with undisguised mockery and disdain.

Jiang Luo pinched her nose in disgust, took two steps back to avoid the overwhelming stench, and turned to look at Han Ya, whose face was flushed red.

"Big sister, aren't you the daughter of some grand duke? How come even an ugly gatekeeper dares to ride roughshod over you?"

The crow bit its lip hard, a hint of humiliation flashing in its eyes.

She deliberately lowered her voice to explain the reason to Jiang Luo.

"Lord Jiang Luo, you may not know this, but recently our family has encountered some serious trouble. Various forces are secretly joining forces to suppress the business of our Bone Manor. Just like yesterday's meeting, if it weren't for your and Lord Naya's timely intervention, my father would probably have been exploited to the point of being completely drained by the Blood Lord and the other strange beings."

She sighed, her voice filled with helplessness and heartache.

"Now, in this Burial Canyon, what say does our Skeleton Clan have? Even a watchdog from the Death Merchant Guild dares to come out and trample on us."

Naya stood to the side, one hand pressing down on his black top hat, and let out a mocking chuckle.

"How amusing. I've only been sealed away for a hundred years, yet the rules of this Burial Canyon have deteriorated to such an extent that even that old bastard, Skeleton, has fallen into such a miserable state that he has to depend on others for his livelihood."