I Got 999 Level With One Cut

It was located in the eastern part of Carma Kingdom. The weather was mild, summer was cool, and winter was warm.    

This place was far from the war-torn zone. It was peaceful and peaceful, and the residents were friendly. It was a very suitable place to settle down.    

The gray-robed adepts chose this peaceful town. They built a huge black matchbox in the center of the city. Demon King Palace.    

Today was also a very normal autumn afternoon in Pierre.    

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the yellow fallen leaves, as if it had the effect of hypnotic magic, making people sleepy.    

The citizens of Pierre were also continuing their daily lives and work. The smell of malt came from the bread shop, and the old man squinted his eyes as he lay on the chair. The children were chasing something and running around in the wind.    

This was simply a picture of the daily life of the ordinary people in Alien World.    

If you ignored the strange vehicle that appeared on the road.    

A Flame Demon covered in flames was lying in the middle of the road. With every breath it took, the light was distorted by the hot air. A curious child ran up to the Flame Demon and wanted to touch its fiery red skin. Before he touched it, he was scared by the high temperature and immediately ran away.    

A few specially made ropes that were not lit by fire were wrapped around the neck of the Flame Demon. The other end of the rope was connected to a horse carriage.    

A white-bearded old man in a gray robe was sitting in the driver's seat of the horse carriage. He was holding two thin sticks in his hands. The old man would occasionally use the sticks to poke the Flame Demon that was lying on the ground and didn't want to move.    

The Flame Demon let out two cries and continued to lie on the ground, pretending to be dead.    

Riko Hasegawa's clone, who was sitting in the carriage, was currently looking at the motionless scenery outside the carriage. As well as the huge black matchbox that was a hundred meters behind her. The silver-haired girl sighed helplessly and patted Myzranda, who was in front of her.    

"Sorry, Lord Dem."    

The old Magus wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve.    

"I defeated and captured this Flame Demon when I was young. It has been locked in the basement of Demon King's Palace for so many years. I wanted to reserve it as a means of transportation for you. Although it is indeed a little lazy now, give me a few more minutes. I will definitely be able to tame it."    

"I understand" Riko's doppelganger's face revealed a gentle and comforting smile. "But if we move forward at this speed, how long will it take for us to reach our destination?"    

The distance between them was 22,000 kilometers.    

It looked very far, but if Riko's clone flew over with the flying skill, a few days at most. Although it was only a clone of Riko, and it was restricted by the power of this Low-Devil World. However, her Magic Conducting rank was still above Titled Devil Instructor. She was almost like a creature from two different worlds compared to most of the Magi in this world, like Myzranda.    

However, the old Magus did not intend to let the mighty and dignified Lord Dem travel alone.    

Riko's clone strictly rejected Myzranda's proposal to let the large group of "Demon King's followers" who were wearing hoods travel with her, and also indicated that they should not bring too many people with them. When they headed to the Novice Village as soon as possible, the old Magus also used the excuse of "not bringing a follower to go into the distance to harm your dignity" as a reason to reject the idea of flying over by herself, and also entered the mysterious basement of Demon King Palace by himself. Then, he pulled out an old Flame Demon that was almost unable to move.    

Then, things became like this.    

"We moved about a hundred meters in the past hour. And every day, besides eating and resting at night, we can use 12 hours to travel. In other words, at our current speed, we can move about 1.2 kilometers per day. The straight distance from the Pierre to the city where the Bravehearts Alliance lives is about 22,000 kilometers. With this number divided by 1.2, it can be estimated that it will take 18,333 days for us to reach the Bravehearts Alliance at this speed. In other words, 50 years."    

Riko counted with her fingers.    

"And this has not calculated the situation where there is a need to take a detour and how to cross the ocean. I feel that I have sufficient reason to suspect that if this continues, before we reach their residence, that group of people, Bravehearts, is already dead."    

After calculating, Riko's clone helplessly sighed again.    

"Why can't we buy two horses?"    

Myzranda refused without thinking.    

"No! Using ordinary horses to drive your war chariot will damage your dignity!"    

Riko expressionlessly looked at the old Magus, who was using the two sticks to hit the old Flame Demon. The Flame Demon unwillingly stood up and took two steps before lying down again. This cycle continued, and it sank into deep thought.    

She recalled the scenes in the Western fantasy novels about Bravehearts and Demon King that she had seen while she was still on Earth.    

Riko really thought of a way.    

"Myzranda, let's go back." She blinked.    

" Oh? Don't you plan to go to the city where Bravehearts is and fight with them? "    

"No, I'm going to catch a princess!"