On Carapace Island, it wasn’t a big deal when one or two demons died. Such incidents happened almost daily. There were always people who died silently in the night, and then were dumped into the sea with huge waves. Life continued on as usual the next day, and no demon would care.

  Such incidents usually happened at the periphery of Carapace Island, and nobody cared about the demons who didn’t have the money to buy the protective amulets.

  However, if such incidents happened in the center of the island, and involved dozens of demons with protective amulets, that would not be a small matter.

  The Ten Kings Palace that was already very flustered by the theft rushed to the Succubus’ Alley as soon as they received the news. They saw the alley strewn with demons’ bodies.

  All the demons were killed with a single strike to the heart and throat. It was a very professional method of killing.

  “Their gazes were spaced out. They should’ve been killed by a succubus when they were in a mesmerized state. Moreover, they should have died in the hands of the same succubus,” a vampire said after crouching down and observing for a while.

  “The succubi in the Succubus’ Alley have all disappeared,” someone reported very soon.

  A shivarra shouted, “What are these lowly fellows thinking? Catch them all and interrogate them. Let’s see if they were involved in the theft!”


  “I can smell the scent of blood. Follow me.” A pair of black wings spread out behind that vampire’s back, and a thin red line of light appeared in his vision. He spread his wings and lifted his body up into the air. He looked toward the harbor, and just as he was about to say something……

  Bam!

  A brick flew out from nowhere, and hit that vampire right on his head. That vampire’s head tilted to one side, and he crash-landed instantaneously. He fell to the ground, unconscious.

  “Who’s there?!”


  The demons from Ten Kings Palace were shocked. Someone actually dared to act in front of them.

  That 8th-tier shivarra who was speaking earlier leaped onto the roof at the side and looked around, but he still couldn’t see who did it.

  “It had to be that bunch of sluts. Search for them!” that shivarra screamed in exasperation as he ordered the demons to go search for the succubi.

  Boom!

  Right at that moment, a giant mushroom cloud appeared in the center of Carapace Island again, and the island shook once more.

  “Damn it. It’s the Ten Kings Palace!” The shivarra and the other Ten Kings Palace demons’ faces went dark with anger. The same explosion at the same location. Could that fellow be back again?

  The demons no longer cared about chasing after the succubi as they quickly converged toward the Ten Kings Palace.

  Angela, who had almost reached the harbor with the succubi, turned around to look at the mushroom cloud that rose up in the center of Carapace Island, and her face lit up. It seemed like they had rather good luck. The Ten Kings Palace was targeted by a mysterious expert again. She was still worried that someone would be after them at first, but now the Ten Kings Palace wouldn’t have the time to bother with them anymore.

  “You all slow down. I’ll go get a boat first.” Angela raised her hand to indicate to the succubi to slow down while she went to the biggest ship docked at the harbor.

  The sailors guarding the ship were controlled by her easily. All the succubi boarded the ship shrouded by the fog, and left Carapace Island slowly.

  Angela stood at the stern of the ship as she watched Carapace Island that was getting further and further away, and murmured, “It’s a pity we left in such a hurry. I couldn’t even say goodbye to the lady boss. I guess I have to make a trip back to Carapace Island after I get them settled in.”


  Irina stood on the top of a cliff and sighed as she watched the ship sail away in the fog. If it weren’t for her who blew up the five remaining halls of the Ten Kings Palace, they might not even have been able to get away.

  A green light flashed and Irina disappeared from the cliff.

  “What’s going on again?”


  Mag, who was closing in on Carapace Island on the griffin’s back, looked at the mushroom cloud that was rising up in the center of the island and the 10 completely flattened halls in a shock. Only Irina was capable of such a feat. He wondered what the Ten Kings Palace’s people had done to antagonize his precious wife again.

  After making Ah Zi avoid the Ten Kings Palace’s surveillance, they landed on a cliff at the periphery of Carapace Island. Mag patted Ah Zi’s head, and let it go off and play by itself before dashing toward the restaurant.

  The second explosion had demolished all the halls in Ten Kings Palace, and completely provoked the Ten Kings Palace. Its people were interrogating and arresting suspects everywhere.

  Mag returned to the restaurant, and saw Irina digging a hole again.

  Mag walked up and took a look at the three half-buried demons before asking, “What’s going on here again?”


  “They were trying to take me and Little Amy away,” Irina answered.

  “Dear, you’ve had a hard day. Leave this to me.” Mag quickly took the shovel over from Irina, and buried the demons while they watched him with terrified eyes.

  “How did the people from Ten Kings Palace piss you off again?” Mag asked after they leveled the yard and went back in.

  “They didn’t.” Irina shook her head.

  “Didn’t?” Mag was befuddled, and then asked her with a strange expression, “Then why did you demolish the Ten Kings Palace again?”


  “Oh. Angela left, so I set off a firework to send her off,” Irina said with a relaxed expression.

  “Oh, I see……” Mag really didn’t know what else he should say. This answer sounded quite alright.

  “Why did she leave suddenly? I still haven’t paid her her salary.” Mag suddenly grasped the core of matter. Angela left after only working for half a day. She had set the record as the shortest-term employee that he had ever had after opening the restaurant.

  “She left with her sisters, so I couldn’t really stop them from going.”


  “Forget it then.” Mag nodded too. It seemed like Angela had already contacted all the succubi, and brought them away from Carapace Island. It was a good thing for her too.

  “How was the setup?” Irina asked.

  “The setup was done. Tomorrow when shepherds quarrel, let us be the wolf that has the winning game.” Mag nodded with a smile.

  “It sounds rather interesting.” Irina’s eyes lit up, and she showed an enthusiastic expression. There were only small fries on Carapace Island, which was no fun at all. However, things would be different when the targets changed to Alfred and Simmons. They were the big fishes.

  ***

  “Crayfish, oh crayfish. The peak of my professional career is going to depend on you.” Tony, who was still half-drunk, couldn’t sleep after he came back from the toilet. Hence, he decided to light up an oil lamp, sit in front of the desk, take out his pen and paper, and start to write his article.

  The delicious crayfish and beer that night had brought him boundless inspiration. That exquisite taste which he had never experienced before was even worth writing a long essay on.

  After calming himself down slightly, he began to write:

  The Making of a Legend—The King of Prawns!