After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King-Chapter 422 - 64: The Purpose of Shedding Skin?

"Did you really decide?"

The dog beastman uncle, who was pounding iron, said this as he asked the dog beastman loli in front of him, staring with dead fish eyes as he continued, "You are already my last apprentice... Four others already left this month." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

In response to the dog beastman uncle’s words, the dog beastman loli nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I am also planning to find Sister Wolf and see if there is any work I can do in the Demon King Territory."

"..."

*Why does everyone treat my place as a springboard... Damn Yila, it’s really infuriating.*

The dog beastman uncle’s eyes looked a bit fierce and a bit helpless. He could only shake his head without any other solution, and with a bitter face, he handed the hammer in his hand to the dog beastman loli, saying, "Here, a farewell gift... I already gave new hammers to your senior brothers and sisters."

Although it was a used old hammer, the dog beastman loli did not mind. She happily took the hammer and kindly asked, "Then what about you, Master?"

*What to do? What else can I do... Buy a new one.*

"Don’t worry about me, go on... Did you talk to the chieftain?"

"Talked already, talked already~"

Shouting this, she waved her hand casually and then bounced towards the outside of the Furry Tribe village... It was unknown when she would return, or she might stay in the Demon King Territory and never come back.

However, something very interesting happened afterward.

"Boss, how’s business been lately?"

Hearing the customer’s voice, the repair shop owner, who was thinking about buying a new hammer, responded casually, "It’s okay, just okay... Even survived the days buried in snow."

The owner reminisced about the days when he was affected by the extreme cold calamity, buried in the snow and forced to stay awake... Those were truly despairing times, though he was also just unlucky.

As a furry beastman, he shouldn’t have hibernated due to the cold air... His situation was similar to many humans or other species – buried under an avalanche-like heavy snow, and pressed tightly.

"What do you need repaired? This shop doesn’t fix anything too high-end."

Saying this, the owner looked up at the two human customers... There were now many human adventurers wandering in the Beastman Country, so he didn’t find it too strange, but...

*Familiar... So familiar...*

"Yila?!"

The owner immediately recognized him and smiled, saying, "Ah, I didn’t expect to see you again. If it weren’t for you pulling me out of the snow back then... these old bones would’ve been done for."

Although he said this, the furry dog-eared beastman man in front of him did not look particularly old... Probably in his forties.

But the other party did have a considerable amount of Mana in his body, so using the increased lifespan granted by transcendent power, he might indeed be quite old already.

"What needs fixing? Even if it’s something like a Demon Statue, I promise to fix it."

Seeing the beastman owner rubbing his hands eagerly, Yila opened his mouth... Didn’t he say he doesn’t fix high-end things? Or does a Demon Statue not count as high-end?

"I don’t have anything to fix, just wanted to check on you guys..."

Yila said this, hesitating for half a second, thinking that saying "to see if you’re living well" sounded strange, so he changed his words, "To see if life has returned to normal after the calamity."

*Normal life?*

The beastman owner turned his head to look at his repair shop and smiled, responding, "Probably back to normal life? But... my kid died, still a bit hard to get used to."

Although the beastman owner might not have meant it that way, Yila still fell silent for a moment.

"..."

"What’s his name?"

Yila asked this.

"Just called him Kid, he died while rescuing other beastmen... But it’s okay, my class hasn’t progressed either, can probably live for another twenty or thirty years at most."

The beastman owner said this very casually, which made Yila give up his idea... He had originally intended to commit suicide and see the condition of the owner’s son, as his Death Trigger’s cooldown was much shorter than people imagined.

But now it seemed unnecessary.

"You should live well, don’t die too easily."

Yila said this, hinting for the other to care for his own state of mind, then left under the owner’s friendly smile and wave... He fell silent for a moment, then looked at the silent young goddess beside him.

With an inquiring look from the other, Yila simply walked towards a deserted alley, and the young goddess blinked and followed him... Then she cooperated seamlessly with Yila to block the alley entrance and conceal their actions.

Leaving behind a group of beastmen outside, who watched Yila with friendly smiles.

This action left Yila stunned. He even felt that the gaze from transcendent beings was also blocked simultaneously. He asked, "Do you know what I’m going to do?"

In response, the young goddess just shrugged, indicating she didn’t understand... But this was the most basic cooperation, right? Yila heading here must mean he had something he didn’t want others to know, something he didn’t want others to see.

Only an idiot wouldn’t realize this.

"As expected of a goddess."

Yila praised, then simply took off the pendant in the shape of a sharp staff from around his neck, and very easily triggered the fixed spell on it, turning it into a magic wand suitable for piercing.

Next, Yila decisively used it to pierce his own chest, and blood suddenly...

"..."

Yila remained calm, looking at his chest fully wrapped in blue-violet Mana, then looked at the goddess who easily erased all his injuries. He said, "Having something stuck in my chest, even if you keep me alive... it still hurts."

In just a fleeting moment, the young goddess had used movements Yila couldn’t see to completely stabilize Yila’s body, allowing his blood to continue to flow and his body to keep functioning.

*This power... If she really became an enemy of the world... it would be hard to handle.*

"Are you okay?"

The young goddess asked, confirming Yila’s expression, then decisively released her protection... And then, in her view, she saw Yila at the brink of death, as if forming an infinitely close but non-touching "line" with death.

Then....

Yila disappeared.

...

Yes, he didn’t teleport somewhere.

In the young goddess’s understanding... Yila "disappeared."

But soon, Yila reappeared.

"Did you go to your soul? Just to see the craftsman’s child?"

The young goddess asked, staring at the nodding Yila...

"..."

Yila gently fell silent, thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, the dog boy is indeed in my soul... However, I have my own answers I need to find."

"I see, then let’s continue walking..."

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

*The dog boy died before I got the power to "indiscriminately absorb souls from the world"*.

*What exactly does the snake skin want?*