Chapter 137 Baals Faction 4 (2/2)
”Fool!” a huge dark figure snarled. Teeth gnashed and it did nothing to help the goat demon manager who was trembling on his knees.
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”I'm sorry your honour! I promise to get those stones in two days' time! They will host a competition at the shop, I will send in as many participants as I can. The prize is twenty high-grade stones... They might have more if we could invite them to the auction house...”
Growling in discontent, three pairs of red eyes glared at the trembling bank manager.
”See that you do,” the low voice growled. ”Or you'll be on my next menu...”
”Yes, your honour!” the bank manager squealed before making his hasty depart.
Once the dark cave was cleared, the sound of rustling chains and howling could be heard. The bloody sky did nothing to improve Kerberos' mood. How he wished there was an easier way to remove the chains on him. Unfortunately, the magic of Great Gods was not to be underestimated. Sadly, the same couldn't be said of their memory.
”If only I didn't chew his cloak that night...” the three-headed hound lamented. Now, it was too late for all that. The only way to undo the stupid chain that bound him to Hell for all eternity was to turn time back.
It didn't matter what the price was, Kerberos would turn back time and return to his master's side once more. If he needed to beg for forgiveness, he would. It was better than lying forgotten all alone with nobody to hear his cries.
”Just a little more,” the hound hissed. ”A little more and I can set everything right again...”
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”Is that the last order?” Lovina panted. Making two thousand pancakes on such a short notice took every ounce of magic she'd recovered. Thank goodness Cleo had a number of mana potions stocked up. Zoe was faded all the way up till her waist, too tired to maintain her solid form. Coux really worked them hard.
”I don't know about you but I'm going to shower and take a nap before I get to analysing the cursed stones Coux got from the abyss,” she told Zoe who nodded. As the master of all known curses, Lovina was eager to get started on the case.
The witch headed back to her apartment with heavy thoughts. It was rather strange for Coux to demand so many things from the village. Could Zero be in some sort of pinch? Didn't Demon King Baal give his word to protect them? Was there a famine in Hell? Then again, considering the kind of climate it was rumoured to have, Lovina wouldn't be too surprised if Hell was suffering from eternal drought and famine. What better ways to punish sinners than make them feel the constant pains of having an empty stomach?
Still, two hundred pancakes and thirty pies should be able to last the party for a good number of days. Lovina understood that time flowed rather differently in the abyss compared to the material plane. However, there was no reason for them to consume so much food in just a few days. What's stranger was for Coux's request to have the hunting party bring back meat enough for three feasts by tomorrow. When Zenobia heard that, she'd sent about half of the village's able forces to go gather anything they can find. Nobody knew what was going on back there, they only received broken bits of information from Coux who seemed too busy for anything.
What they didn't know was the kind of waves Coux was creating in Hell with the introduction of real food. Those two hundred pancakes, thirty odd pies and a few hundred kilograms of meat will forever be recorded into the history of Hell as the first ever Mega Gourmet Competition.
It was also the first time a new sin was recorded and a new Demon Lord crowned. His name is Beelzebub, the Lord of Flies. His record? Seventy-six pancakes, five pies with three slices and fourteen kilograms of roasted meat. However, this is a story for another time.