This Overlord Doesn't Care About Anything Book 3: Chapter 30: Going To A Place That Shouldn't Be Gone

After a night of rest, I continued bringing Aleya and sli six fishballs northwards.

Its worth ntioning that Aleyas swordsmanship has indeed improved. She currently still has no ans of handling a demonic creature surpassing Level 6, so every ti a monster of that level cos into my perception, I make an excuse that I need to use the bathroom, stealthily run over to clear it, and leave the demonic creatures near Aleyas level for her.

But a problem imdiately arises. Even though I can kill demonic creatures above Level 6, Im unable to bring back their material. If I do and Aleya sees, shell most likely beco suspicious. In introspection, Im afraid that theres one core issue.

I dont want Aleya to know that Im very strong.

On one hand, its because my power mainly cos from the experience Ive accumulated in my past life as well as how exceptionally gifted this body is, so my power has nothing to do with hard work. What Ive taught Aleya is that you have to work hard and fight harder if you want to beco strong. If I let her know that her long years of working hard cant even catch up to my lazy ***, then shell beco very depressed.

On another hand, its only when Im weak does Aleya have any value in being my bodyguard. Since shes my bodyguard, the way she achieved self-worth is through protecting . This being so, I would rather create risky situations and give her opportunities to protect rather than showing off for no reason and taking complete charge.

Its not always a good thing for one person to be powerful. While a sharp stab might make enemies shrink back, it can also reach the people by your side as well. The purpose of taking care of others is to let the person being looked after feel happy. This sotis requires you to show a vulnerable side to let the person in care feel their usefulness.

Obviously, what I said above isnt the main reason. The main reason was due to one word: laziness. If Aleya can protect , then why the hell should I need to work hard. Is it ever bad when a day cos that food cos to your mouth by simply opening it or your clothes get put on just by simply stretching out your arms? Feel your conscience and speak; I feel that its amazingly good! Its practically the ultimate goal that Im trying hard to achieve.

After careful deliberation, I decided to let the sli follow . Every ti I was forced to stealthily kill Demons over Level 6, I would let the sli consu the corpse so that theres no wastage.

After all, slis cant speak human words, so this secret will forever be buried within its stomach.

Approximately Level 5 demonic creatures, Aleya killed three more.

Level 6 Demons, I killed two, Level 7, I killed one.

After a while, we couldnt attend to our personal hygiene. Bloodstains littered Aleyas and my bodies. Demon blood would dry quickly after splashing onto our bodies, so we eventually stopped caring.

After approximately a week or so later, the three of us brushed away the thicket. Just as we were preparing to step into the woods, we suddenly heard the scream of a hysterical girl:

Help!!

Aleyas spirit was roused and her hand was already on her swords hilt before I knew it. She didnt move, however, instead turning her gaze to and seeking my opinion.

I knit my brows, wondering why we would hear the sound of a humans cry for help in this wild, mountainous area in Demon Race Territory. But after a quick check with my perception, I could sense that the power emanating from the directions of the sound wasnt too strong. At most, it was a Level 3 or 4 Demon, not much of a threat to us. Therefore, I gave Aleya a nod and indicated that she should go save the person.

Aleya dug her feet into the ground, then took several steps to go deeper into the thicket.

By the ti I and the sli on my shoulders arrived at the scene, a wolf-shaped Demon was already lying on the ground with several bloody holes on its body. It was dead-er than dead. Aleya didnt sustain any injuries; she was quietly wiping the blood off her sword. She pays heavy attention to weapon maintenance. Even if bloodstains cover her body, her sword must be as clean as can be.

In contrast, there was a half-grown little girl sitting paralyzed on the ground.

She appeared 14 or 15 years-old with a flax-colored braided pigtail hanging behind her and held a small wicker basket in her hands. Inside the wicker basket were so herbal dicines, but they were sprinkled on the ground at this mont. Her looks could only be said to be not bad and it appeared that she was so big familys little servant girl. The clothes she wore were so plain cotton clothing and skirt that were already dirty and old at this ti, and her face had several wounds from branches.

After seeing , the little girl hastily scrambled backwards several steps and peeked at timidly.

****, do I really look so scary.

Without waiting for to say anything, the little girl asked timidly:

My na is Tila. I am sister Thirteens maid, you guys are?

ThirteenFang Thirteen??

I was extrely shocked upon hearing this. Why did Fang Thirteens person sneak into our territory? Undercover? Mole? Ace spy? Holy ****, how did this happen, how co our army didnt detect or sothing like that ahead of ti? Moreover, this little girl clearly isnt very strong. Could it be that shes like and trains in the kungfu of hiding strength?

But in that instant I thought of kungfu, I facepald and understood.

****, its not that other people have sneaked into our territory, its us whos arrived in the Demon Race Territory west of the Overlord of Zhao Chens territory.

At the ti, in order to detour the Demon Race army west of West-Resisting City, I brought Aleya and the sli with on a journey northwest. Sotis we would walk westwards, sotis we would walk northwards, but I didnt expect that after walking for so many days, we would walk into Zhao Chen. Moreover, I didnt expect that we would casually rescue that blind and crippled Fang Thirteens maid. What kind of situation is this, sigh.

Upon seeing Aleya and I not speak, a look of utter fright appeared on Tilas face and she hurriedly hugged the wicker basket close to her chest as she said:

You guysI, Im really unable to give you life-saving money. You guys can take my life if you want, but these herbal dicines are ones that sister Thirteen urgently needs, you guys cant have it!