TMD - Chapter 33 < How a Saint Handles Demons (6) >

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Demon Grand Duke Belled was famous for hating boredom.

His impetuous nature of making boring situations interesting even by swinging his sword was already well known among demons.

However, it was not known among humans.

“I swear to be eternal before God...”

Even the priest who had been reading the prayer for 40 minutes seemed to have boredom in his voice.

His prayer, which seemed to have dried up long ago, had no effect on Belled.

The divine power contained in the contents occasionally tickled his body, but that was all.

The priests here were already too worldly to contain divine power.

“...and in this world...”

The voice reading the prayer gradually became less sincere and faster.

As if he wished for this place to end quickly.

Belled’s gaze scanned his surroundings once again. The decorations were all pure white, but they looked like they had been hastily decorated. Various bottles of alcohol hidden under the cloth caught his eye.

Since they can’t take bottles out of the temple, they have to throw them away, but there probably wasn’t time to do that.

It seemed like the three Dukes weren’t the only ones who had to wait for the grand prayer. It seemed like the general priests of the great temple were the same.

The corners of Belled’s mouth curled up in a sneer.

To bring the three Dukes of the country together for such an insincere event?

Yubar and Orobas must have thought the same, and their expressions were not good.

If there had been someone with strong divine power like the priests of old, would the grand prayer have been a little more fun?

The grand prayer, which had no thrill at all, seemed like a spell that could put even demons to sleep, not a spell to drive away demons.

Belled wish it would end quickly.

It wasn’t even a ticklish prayer, but there was no good in staying here for too long.

“...is that under the eyes of the God, ahem, the depressed ones...”

It seemed that he was not the only one who wanted to leave quickly.

The priest who was reading the prayer was skipping over several paragraphs. The beginning and the end of the prayer did not match at all.

However, no one tried to stop him. They were just people who were trembling because they wanted to get out of here quickly.

They believed Beryl’s words.

There was only one conclusion. They definitely believed Beryl’s words that Duke Vine was not a demon.

Perhaps that was why they were more wary of the servants and knights who served them than of the three Dukes praying right in front of them.

It seemed that they thought that a demon might pop out among them and attack them at any moment.

Those scumbags claim to be justice and world order.

It would be shameful for a demon to die to those people.

Boring and predictable people.

‘...Belled.’

Belled suddenly thought of Beryl.

He had no idea how an interesting person like Beryl could have grown up among those people.

He want to see her.

He suddenly had that thought.

Not those boring things, but he wants to see her.

Even though they held hands, Beryl was the most dangerous Saintess to him, who was technically a devil.

It was the same even hours later.

“Thank you all for your hard work. God will recognize your sincerity.”

The High Priest stroked his unnecessarily long beard and smiled wickedly.

“You have brought such sincerity.”

It was clear that this was not his purpose, but rather his prayer.

Seeing the High Priest laughing so hard at the small change made him laugh in vain. If he was going to be so proud of his material desires, he should have just drank from the fountain of desires. He was the epitome of a weakling who had neither the will nor the strength to fulfill his desires without borrowing the name of God.

“Let’s go.”

Belled glanced at the High Priest waving his hand as if to see him off, then got on the carriage.

“Yes.”

The priests hated the sight of the devil who took on the role of coachman, so he immediately set off.

Hehe!

The carriage quickly moved away from the temple, but Belled’s eyebrows furrowed.

As if he didn’t like something.

But even he couldn’t figure out what he wanted.

He was used to lusting, so this was rare. He always knew exactly what he wanted.

“...”

That was why he was not immune to this situation. Why was he so uncomfortable?

He closed his eyes. His fingertips were ticklish and his nerves kept wandering elsewhere.

Before he could even think, he opened his eyes.

His body felt hot. Perhaps because he had been sitting in one place for too long, sitting still did not suit his nature.

Bam!

“Your Highness?”

He opened the carriage door and the eyes of the demon guarding the carriage met.

“I think it would be better to ride it yourself.”

“Would you like to?”

The demon tilted his head but immediately gave him his horse. It was definitely not a feat that a human could do to jump from a running horse to the coachman’s seat.

Hehe!

When Belled grabbed the reins, the horse, which seemed a little surprised, immediately lowered its body.

And.

It ran forward at a different speed than before.

“Your Highness!”

The surprised demons quickened their pace. Soon, the useless carriage was removed and the demons on horseback followed him. They were puzzled by his hasty movements as if he was going on a campaign.

However, Belled did not stop his horse. He intended to ride his horse to his heart’s content and enjoy the speed until he was satisfied.

He thought it was right to relieve desires immediately.

However.

Ta-da-dak! Ta-da-dak!

Even though the surrounding scenery passed quickly behind him and the headwind greeted him fiercely, he could hardly be satisfied.

He wants to go a little further, a little faster.

That was when he frowned at the thought. Suddenly, he realized what he wanted.

'...Ah.'

It was because he remembered her with her eyes closed at night. Unlike her who had not been able to see properly in the darkness, he could clearly see her eyes. The sight of her hesitant brown eyes becoming clouded and cloudy with pleasure.

That sight gave him a sense of satisfaction so intense that he wondered if he had ever felt it before in his long life.

"Go at full speed. Don't stop."

If the horse he was riding had been a normal animal, he would have foamed at the mouth and fallen, but the horse he was riding was no ordinary horse.

Hehe!

The horse that answered loudly leaped forward even faster.

"Your Highness!"

Belled did not look back at the demons who were chasing him with a vengeance. He was more curious about her whereabouts than the ones who would chase him anyway.

What is she doing?

Is she asleep, since she is human?

At what time did humans fall asleep? Did they fall asleep around the time the lights were turned off?

No, there was work that humans had to do before that.

“...”

He let out a hollow laugh as he stroked his lips while riding a fast-moving horse.

He wondered, oddly enough, if she had eaten.

It was an unusual thought for a demon.

***

Hehehe!

The excited neighing of the horse and the sound of its hooves echoed throughout the mansion from far away.

The good-eared demons in the mansion were so surprised that they looked back outside the mansion.

Among them was Ronove. There was only one horse that could show such volume, speed, and movement... No, there was only one.

Hanar, is a demon with the ability to transform into a horse. And there were only a few demons who could make him run this fast.

“...Your Highness?”

Even as Ronove panicked, Hanar’s neighing was getting closer.

Paat!

He had no intention of making his master wait for his subordinate, so he quickly transformed into red fog and landed in front of the mansion.

And the moment Ronove released his transformation, Belled on Hanar appeared.

“Are you back?”

Even as Ronove bowed his head in greeting, Hanar was still galloping towards the mansion at full speed.

Instead of slowing down, Belled chose to jump off of him.

As if the laws of physics were ignoring him, he landed neatly on the ground and approached Ronove.

Ronove had already prepared the answers to the questions he always asked when he left and returned.

Ronove hadn’t expected him to come this early, but today, he wanted to report early and prepare.

He opened his mouth with a satisfied smile.

“There is nothing wrong with the mansion’s defenses. The monster colony to the northwest...”

But instead of listening to the report, Belled suddenly asked.

“Beryl?”

“Yes?”

His master, who seemed somewhat impatient, was looking for the Saintess.

Oh, right. It would be understandable for the Saintess to be in the middle of the mansion.

Thinking so simply, Ronove immediately answered.

“There was no trace of contact with the outside world...”

There was something to report in detail about her. Just as Ronove was about to continue speaking,

Belled suddenly asked,

“What about meals?”

“Yes?”

It’s been a while since he's had a meal at this mansion... Ah.

Ronove quickly answered.

“There’s no problem obtaining beef, so we provide fresh beef.”

“Beef?”

It had been a long time since he’d been human, and it had been a long time since he’d enjoyed a meal, so there was no way he could remember the menu.

However, he did remember that most humans like beef.

Then it should be okay.

Thinking so, he started walking.

“Is she on the fifth floor?” 

He asked if she was on the top floor of the main building. Ronove followed him quickly and said,

“Yes. However, I have something to report about the Saintess.”

At those words, Belled’s gaze turned to him. Ronove held his breath because his gaze contained a slight sense of discomfort.

What was the problem?

“About Beryl?”

Ronove hesitated as he saw him mentioning her name. Could it be?

“...Yes, Your Highness.”

Seeing his lord’s expression lighten only then, Ronove almost forgot what he was going to say for a moment.

Was this the kind of person who cared?

However, he soon came to his senses.

“She moved Naberus.”

In other words, she moved to the military.

Only then did Belled stop moving. His cold gaze turned to Ronove.

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