It seemed he knew too little about Hell.

Or maybe Hell had developed into something none of the surface-dwellers could have imagined when they knew nothing about the underworld...

After hearing what Alex had said, everyone on the scene began to discuss fervently, their faces just as surprised as when they had first heard the news.

Especially the waiters who had been temporarily hired to help, their faces all showed expressions of astonishment.

"The Demon King... Offering loans? Really? Is this true?"

"Do demons even understand this stuff?"

"Do they even know what money is?"

"Maybe it's precisely because they don't know, that they came up with this idea of just giving money away... They really should learn from the loan sharks on Underground Street; not everyone can handle that kind of business. You have to be part of a gang or a knights' order, or you won't have the ability to collect debts, and you'll certainly lose everything down to your underpants!"

"Maybe they just don't care? Anyway, I've never heard of demons needing money."

This view gained quite a bit of agreement, after all, no one had ever found money on a creature from the labyrinth.

Even if Little Demons occasionally stuffed some money into chests, it was only to lure adventurers into a trap.

Such a display of throwing out money could only be done by nouveau riches who had never seen money before.

However, they didn't dislike such a Demon King; after all, who would hate a person who distributes benefits?

Several quick-witted individuals were already getting eager.

"Demilis, weren't you planning to open a shop? Now you can pick one on the street, look, all these display windows are empty, haha."

"Here?!" the short waiter swallowed nervously and said, "Are you insane or am I... I'd rather go back to my hometown and open a shop there."

Even though it certainly wouldn't have any customers, at least there would be no threat to their lives.

Seeing some residents' concerns about safety, Alex, keeping with his principle of thorough help, then turned towards the group of hired guards and adventurers.

"And the same goes for you... if you want to find work, you can continue to work as guards here. Since the Demon King said he won't invade this place, I believe he will keep his promise, so work here will be much easier than before. There's no need to constantly watch for the movements of the Demon King's army—just maintaining order in the town is enough... and the salary will be the same."

He didn't know how much they were paid before, but the adventurer guild's branch should have a ledger.

Considering that the Demon King even came up with the operation "borrowing money from his left pocket to the residents, and buying back the stores put in his right pocket," he likely wouldn't be stingy about this little expense on salary.

The hired guards standing on the street looked at each other, then a middle-aged bald man stepped forward and raised his arm.

"I have a question... who exactly is hiring us? The adventurer guild? Or... the Demon King?"

As the question was asked, many adventurers and mercenaries became calm, and the previously eager expressions turned nervous again.

Joining the Demon King meant going to Hell.

While they might not be very devout, at the very least, they were nominally followers of Saint Sis.

For a not-so-generous salary, most people didn't think it was worth risking their afterlife.

Seeing the crowd's hesitation, Alex was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

But just then, an idea suddenly struck him.

"Just consider yourselves working for me."

Watching the surprised faces of the crowd, he continued with certainty.

"From now on—"

"'Brave Sword' mercenary group is established."

...

Alex's idea was not complicated.

Originally, he had planned to establish a mercenary group to accomplish great deeds, and now Mist Town just happened to have a need for maintaining public order.

Plus, these mercenaries had just recently been through life and death with him, and they had already established a decent level of trust among themselves, so it seemed a good opportunity to raise this flag boldly.

As for whether they would go to Hell after death... he didn't care about it as much as those mercenaries did.

First, he didn't believe that maintaining the peace of a territory was a betrayal of Saint Sis; rather, it was precisely to protect the interests of St. Sis's people.

Secondly, if demons from Hell were as enlightened as this Demon King before his eyes, and it was actually the angels by Lord Saint Sis who couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in their eyes... then it really wasn't clear which side was actually Hell.

After the banquet ended, Alex first discussed with his two adventurer teammates, then he found Luo Yan and shared his idea.

To avoid any misunderstanding with Luo Yan, he also explained the mercenaries' concerns, including issues of faith and stance.

"I asked those mercenaries; they didn't want to work for you, afraid of being reincarnated into Hell after death, but they said if they were to take orders from me, they could pretend not to know who I was serving for... In total, fifty-five people are willing to stay, including me and my two teammates. I hope you don't mind me taking the initiative."

"Why would I mind? You've done me a great favor," Luo Yan smiled and patted Alex on the shoulder, "Great Graveyard welcomes your participation!"

Having his shoulder patted by the Demon King, Alex's expression became somewhat subtle, and he coughed lightly.

"Ahem... I didn't mean I was joining the Great Graveyard, please forgive me, I am after all a servant of Saint Sis."

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