“That’s right.”
Naberus hated people who vomited. But surprisingly, he accepted the words gently.
Hanar couldn’t help but look at Naberus with a new expression.
Before, whenever he vomited even a single word, Naberus would always say, “Gather everyone above me and below me.”
But he had become particularly toxic recently. The other demons he had met were the same.
“Is it because you have a new hobby?”
There was a story like that. And the only thing Naberus had been doing lately was taking one demon to assist him and wiping out monsters.
What was so good about this?
Naberus said coolly as if he could hear Hanar’s question.
“But it’s fun.”
“Yes?”
Hanar asked back with a truly incomprehensible expression. Then Naberus grinned.
“Helping humans.”
“...”
Hanar slowly backed away from him.
Did he get hit in the back of the head by the priest during the fight at the altar?
But Naberus was fine.
At first, he hated helping humans like a demon.
However, after dealing with the monsters, he seemed to have become addicted to the longing gazes and hopes that humans sent him.
I am the evil demon you mentioned, and yet you praise me without knowing it!
That twisted sense of depravity was satisfied, and later on, his hands were itching to find another human to help.
“Look. Those humans don’t know that we are demons.”
Naberus grinned. Hanar raised his eyebrows and looked down at the human village.
“But isn’t it fun that they bow their heads in gratitude without knowing who we are? Huh?”
They praise us without even knowing who we are! What kind of expression would they make if we were to reveal that we are demons later?
Of course, they wouldn’t believe it even if they did, but that was also one of the elements that stimulated their sense of depravity.
“Hmm...”
When Hanar made a face that seemed to understand, it was a moment ago.
Beep!
A familiar bird flew in from afar. It was Helbas.
“What, why are you flying so fast?”
How urgent it seem?
Naberus’s expression hardened as he grumbled and took the letter Helbas was holding in his mouth.
[Her Highness is in danger. Return to the central temple immediately.]
After Naberus returned in a hurry.
Beryl had been sick for several days since that day. The tips of her fingers, which had unconsciously gripped the bedsheet repeatedly while enduring the pain, had long since cracked. It was the same even when someone else held her hand. Ahd didn’t want to hurt others, so when someone’s hand touched her, she couldn’t hold on tightly and just kept twisting her body.
When she let go because it seemed too painful, she would twist the bedsheet and such again.
In the end, Beryl was given something to hold onto that didn’t strain her hands, but the pain didn’t seem to go away.
“The fever of awakening shouldn’t last this long.”
Belled moved all the desks and other things next to me.
Originally, he hadn’t been able to do any work for a few days, but things had to come up.
When Belled couldn’t take his eyes off Beryl, Ronove finally made a move.
‘I’m worried that when Her Highness wakes up if there’s work piled up, she’ll try to do it even when she’s tired.’
In short, if he didn’t do it now, it would be Beryl who would suffer.
Only then did Belled return to work. Of course, she spent more time looking at Beryl than working.
And the already long time seemed to pass even slower every time he saw Beryl’s painful expression.
“The frequency of humans looking for Her Highness is increasing.”
In addition, as he worked, complicated matters outside came into his head, making him nervous.
Ronove carefully reported next to him as he squinted his eyes.
It was an issue that others could have come in and reported on, but he temporarily changed the work system so that all reporting systems were aligned with himself and only the final report was made.
It was because Belled reacted very sharply whenever someone entered.
“What is it?”
Belled asked briefly, and Ronove lowered his head.
“They say they want the Saintess ...... asking the visionary to lead a prayer in honor of those sacrificed to kill the demons.”
Naberus hated people who vomited. But surprisingly, he accepted the words gently.
Hanar couldn’t help but look at Naberus with a new expression.
Before, whenever he vomited even a single word, Naberus would always say, “Gather everyone above me and below me.”
But he had become particularly toxic recently. The other demons he had met were the same.
“Is it because you have a new hobby?”
There was a story like that. And the only thing Naberus had been doing lately was taking one demon to assist him and wiping out monsters.
What was so good about this?
Naberus said coolly as if he could hear Hanar’s question.
“But it’s fun.”
“Yes?”
Hanar asked back with a truly incomprehensible expression. Then Naberus grinned.
“Helping humans.”
“...”
Hanar slowly backed away from him.
Did he get hit in the back of the head by the priest during the fight at the altar?
But Naberus was fine.
At first, he hated helping humans like a demon.
However, after dealing with the monsters, he seemed to have become addicted to the longing gazes and hopes that humans sent him.
I am the evil demon you mentioned, and yet you praise me without knowing it!
That twisted sense of depravity was satisfied, and later on, his hands were itching to find another human to help.
“Look. Those humans don’t know that we are demons.”
Naberus grinned. Hanar raised his eyebrows and looked down at the human village.
“But isn’t it fun that they bow their heads in gratitude without knowing who we are? Huh?”
They praise us without even knowing who we are! What kind of expression would they make if we were to reveal that we are demons later?
Of course, they wouldn’t believe it even if they did, but that was also one of the elements that stimulated their sense of depravity.
“Hmm...”
When Hanar made a face that seemed to understand, it was a moment ago.
Beep!
A familiar bird flew in from afar. It was Helbas.
“What, why are you flying so fast?”
How urgent it seem?
Naberus’s expression hardened as he grumbled and took the letter Helbas was holding in his mouth.
[Her Highness is in danger. Return to the central temple immediately.]
***
After Naberus returned in a hurry.
Beryl had been sick for several days since that day. The tips of her fingers, which had unconsciously gripped the bedsheet repeatedly while enduring the pain, had long since cracked. It was the same even when someone else held her hand. Ahd didn’t want to hurt others, so when someone’s hand touched her, she couldn’t hold on tightly and just kept twisting her body.
When she let go because it seemed too painful, she would twist the bedsheet and such again.
In the end, Beryl was given something to hold onto that didn’t strain her hands, but the pain didn’t seem to go away.
“The fever of awakening shouldn’t last this long.”
Belled moved all the desks and other things next to me.
Originally, he hadn’t been able to do any work for a few days, but things had to come up.
When Belled couldn’t take his eyes off Beryl, Ronove finally made a move.
‘I’m worried that when Her Highness wakes up if there’s work piled up, she’ll try to do it even when she’s tired.’
In short, if he didn’t do it now, it would be Beryl who would suffer.
Only then did Belled return to work. Of course, she spent more time looking at Beryl than working.
And the already long time seemed to pass even slower every time he saw Beryl’s painful expression.
“The frequency of humans looking for Her Highness is increasing.”
In addition, as he worked, complicated matters outside came into his head, making him nervous.
Ronove carefully reported next to him as he squinted his eyes.
It was an issue that others could have come in and reported on, but he temporarily changed the work system so that all reporting systems were aligned with himself and only the final report was made.
It was because Belled reacted very sharply whenever someone entered.
“What is it?”
Belled asked briefly, and Ronove lowered his head.
“They say they want the Saintess ...... asking the visionary to lead a prayer in honor of those sacrificed to kill the demons.”
When was it that Driana was appointed as the High Priest? There were still more people looking for the Saintess than those looking for the unfamiliar High Priest.
Beryl would be happy that many people were looking for her and finding relief in her, but...
Belled let out a short breath.
“Is there any information about Beryl’s health?”
“We haven’t told them anything, but it seems that the humans have been talking about it.”
“How?”
Ronove was so tense at Belled’s sharp question that he couldn’t even breathe properly.
Belled’s energy was so overwhelming that it seemed to be weighing down on the entire room. As if a knife was held to his throat.
As if he would die without any excuse if he offended someone.
Of course, this was the appearance of the Demon Duke Belled that Ronove knew. However...
“ ...”
Ronove opened his mouth as he watched Beryl, who was suppressing her pain while breathing heavily.
“If you do that, Her Highness will have a hard time.”
He wasn’t the type to say such things.
Although they have loyalty, demons basically give everything to their superiors’ orders.
It was said that it was rare for a superior to put the brakes on something.
However, Ronove felt that he had to talk. This was loyalty to Demon Grand Duke Belled, and also loyalty to Grand Duchess Beryl, and above all...
It was also his heart as an individual who wished for the happiness of the two.
It wasn’t just for the happiness of the two. He didn’t want to miss the atmosphere of the mansion that had changed with the arrival of the Visionary.
Ronove felt somewhat surprised as he felt that way. Who would have thought that the cold atmosphere would become unfamiliar like this?
If he felt this much, others would feel it more.
He didn’t think he could properly serve the Demon Grand Duke Belled, who was as sharp as before, with the Visionary gone... No, if he lost the Visionary, Belled would become even sharper.
“This is too much magic for her to bear. Please take it away.”
Ronove repeated after a long but short thought. Then, before he could finish speaking, the magic that had been suppressing the room disappeared. It was as if he had gone from a room where he had been with the windows tightly shut for dozens of hours to the bright and open outdoors, and the air had changed in an instant.
Ronove let out a short breath.
“...Yes, I should calm down.”
Belled slowly closed his eyes and opened them. It was just as Ronove had said. If he were to act sharply here, it would only make things harder for Beryl.
“So what are the humans talking about?”
Ronove continued his report after confirming that he had calmed down a little.
“There was a lot of talk that the Saintess had been leading the fight against the monsters without resting even after the opening ceremony.”
It was a schedule that would have caused trouble. If she hadn’t been overflowing with energy after drinking the Fountain of Desire, she might have collapsed a long time ago.
“They’ll get anxious if she’s gone for too long, so I think it would be best to have my sister transform into Beryl and show herself to me for a moment.”
His head, which had regained his senses, quickly searched the room. Ronove bowed his head.
“I will.”
“What else do you want to report?”
Ronove bowed slightly at that, then took a few sheets of paper from Belled’s desk, where documents were piled up, and placed them in front of him.
“This is a report on the unique abilities of humans that you mentioned earlier.”
After the Hell Gate was opened by the Opening Ceremony, humans regained their magical powers, just like before wizards became demons.
In the process, many humans gained their own unique abilities. Just like demons.
And Belled, the ruler of Hell, could use all of the unique abilities of those in the human world while in the human world.
The problem was whether it would work on humans as well.
“The abilities that demons previously had, as well as basic abilities such as making fire and creating water, were all simply written at the bottom.”
Ronove explained, pointing to the paper. Belled’s eyes turned to the paper.
At the very top of the paper were unique abilities that he had only seen a few times or had never seen before in the long time he had spent watching demons in Hell.
Among them, there was a strange ability to open subspace and put all sorts of objects in, and there was also an ability to copy identical food.
“There aren’t many abilities that are useful in battle.”
There were many reasons why he told them to understand the unique abilities of humans. However, the biggest one was to prepare for conflict with humans.
Humans with unique abilities would soon start fights and create trouble for their own greed.
Vine had no intention of getting involved in that mess. However, to maintain neutrality, strong power was needed.
His pen moved across the paper, checking several abilities.
“Know their locations once a week. I need to go check their abilities.”
His head, which had regained his senses, quickly searched the room. Ronove bowed his head.
“I will.”
“What else do you want to report?”
Ronove bowed slightly at that, then took a few sheets of paper from Belled’s desk, where documents were piled up, and placed them in front of him.
“This is a report on the unique abilities of humans that you mentioned earlier.”
After the Hell Gate was opened by the Opening Ceremony, humans regained their magical powers, just like before wizards became demons.
In the process, many humans gained their own unique abilities. Just like demons.
And Belled, the ruler of Hell, could use all of the unique abilities of those in the human world while in the human world.
The problem was whether it would work on humans as well.
“The abilities that demons previously had, as well as basic abilities such as making fire and creating water, were all simply written at the bottom.”
Ronove explained, pointing to the paper. Belled’s eyes turned to the paper.
At the very top of the paper were unique abilities that he had only seen a few times or had never seen before in the long time he had spent watching demons in Hell.
Among them, there was a strange ability to open subspace and put all sorts of objects in, and there was also an ability to copy identical food.
“There aren’t many abilities that are useful in battle.”
There were many reasons why he told them to understand the unique abilities of humans. However, the biggest one was to prepare for conflict with humans.
Humans with unique abilities would soon start fights and create trouble for their own greed.
Vine had no intention of getting involved in that mess. However, to maintain neutrality, strong power was needed.
His pen moved across the paper, checking several abilities.
“Know their locations once a week. I need to go check their abilities.”
Even the Demon Duke’s ability to imitate the unique abilities of those outside the gates of Hell had its limits.
As a rational being, he had a limit to what he could remember, and above all, he could not use abilities he had never seen before.
Or, extreme regenerative powers, such as the ability to grow amputated limbs, could only be used if the arm was not cut off, so there were limits to its use.
Above all, those with these unique abilities were not demons, but humans. Of course, demons were originally humans, so there would be no restrictions on their use...
As he thought that, the tip of Belled’s pen stopped as he turned the pages of the documents.
“This.”
There was an ability written where his eyes were focused.
[The ability to feel pain instead]
His pen hurriedly ran over it.
As a rational being, he had a limit to what he could remember, and above all, he could not use abilities he had never seen before.
Or, extreme regenerative powers, such as the ability to grow amputated limbs, could only be used if the arm was not cut off, so there were limits to its use.
Above all, those with these unique abilities were not demons, but humans. Of course, demons were originally humans, so there would be no restrictions on their use...
As he thought that, the tip of Belled’s pen stopped as he turned the pages of the documents.
“This.”
There was an ability written where his eyes were focused.
[The ability to feel pain instead]
His pen hurriedly ran over it.
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