Chapter 140 Baals Faction 7 (2/2)

Still waters ran deep and Coux was sure of it. Unfortunately, she wasn't privy to whatever history the two demons shared. She worked under Lord Baal as a part of Zero's secret army and had a mission to fulfil. With the curtains of the first act falling close without a hitch, it was time to alert her ancestor to proceed with the next scene.

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As expected, Schaf ended up drowning his sorrows at one of the hostess bars he frequented. Lilith and Qin Yun didn't have to look around very hard before they found the goat demon. Baal was already on standby and complaining about his role in the plan. Nobody could blame him. Sekkin wasn't too comfortable waiting in the stinking back alley either. However, they didn't have any better options.

”Must we really wear these?” the spider demon asked.

Amaraline nodded. ”It is to hide your identities.”

”I can whip up a new identity for us with magic. Must we really stick to wearing these disgusting paper masks? Besides, wouldn't we stand out with such weird things on our faces?” Baal complained. Wiser didn't bother with the group, too focused on making the final tweaks to the tracker and giving it the last test run.

”I don't see why we should wear these. Besides, it isn't uncommon for robberies to occur in that area. It isn't as if there are palace guards in Hell...” Sekkin argued.

Amaraline looked disappointed. In all honesty, there was no need for such a getup. However, the fortune-teller just needed an excuse to put those masks she bought on impulse at the craft market to use.

Seeing that Amaraline was losing the battle, Lilith stepped in and took the masks from the boys. ”It's a really cute mask. I think Qin Yun and Coux can put them to good use at Belles and Begonia for a masquerade theme. Why don't you drop by the market to get a few more? We can plan for a masquerade event.”

Baal and Sekkin sagged in relief when the cockatrice descendant bounced away happily. The Demon Queen smirked at Baal. ”You owe me one now,” she grinned before unfurling her wings and jumping out of the window.

Baal groaned and Qin Yun smiled slyly before using fox magic to teleport away. Coux excused herself to the kitchen. While the others were occupied with finding the perpetrator, she still had a business to run. Baal's credit status wouldn't miraculously improve and as Zero's self-appointed fund manager, it was her duty to revive that dead bank account.

”Listen up,” Wiser snapped. ”This is the device you're going to use to inject that tracker. It's only one-tenth the size of your pinky so please do not lose the tracker. As the device is designed to use magic to work, it should be injected into the body with this syringe. Normal wounds heal quickly for demons so make sure to do it quickly. Sekkin, you're in charge of keeping Schaf occupied. Overpower him completely and restrain him with your threads. Baal, you hold onto the syringe and quickly inject the tracker when you see an opening. Once I receive a signal, I will inform you via the communicator crystal prototype. You should retreat at once. Make sure to steal his wallet so that he's convinced that it was a robbery. Is everyone clear about the plan?”

Sekkin shook his head and Baal yawned. Wiser rolled his eyes. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that he was talking to two idiots. Their lack of enthusiasm often drove him up a wall but over the weeks, Wiser learnt to ignore the blatant rudeness.

”Alright, shoo now! I have a lot of scrolls to read up.”

***

”There there,” Lilith soothed as the drunken goat demon sobbed into her lap. The ex-manager was a clingy drunk with an extremely loose tongue that worked to her advantage. It wasn't difficult to get close to her target. The owner of the establishment had no resistance against her charms and fell under her spell almost immediately.

”You should've hic- seen the way that smug bastard looked! I thought of him as a hic- brother all these years but when I left, not a single soul saw me out... that traitorous rabbit! I'll hic- skin him the next time I see him, I swear!”

Lilith smiled dryly as the goat continued to rant. Schaf had every right to be mad at Mammon for laying him off the job he loved but he surprised the Demon Queen by cussing his successor. Who would have thought that the goat had such a naive side to him?

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”There there, drink up. For tonight, there is no need to think...” the succubus whispered and poured another glass of wine for the drunken goat demon. Schaf drank up without resistance. Lilith smiled when he demanded another glass. She was only too happy to comply.

***

”Are they out yet?” Sekkin chattered. ”It's freezing!”

Baal shrugged. The cold didn't affect him. He had magic after all but he wasn't going to spare his underling any.

”You should have bundled up,” he told the spider demon who cursed under his breath.

Nights in Hell were always cold. It didn't matter what territory you were in, it would always be cold. Nights on Earth depending on the sun but the same logic didn't work in Hell as it belonged in a different plane. The Abyss drew magic from the material plane constantly and had dimension gates linked to the higher plane for easy access. Unfortunately, each domain had a different gate that connected to a different territory on Earth. Some were in the desserts and those gates were generally weaker. Some led to the oceans and others in the middle of the mountains. Hellfires were fuelled by blood and death. They were the only things keeping Hell nice and toasty but not many knew that. On the material plane, places that had wars were ideal locations for gateways to be created. If ever there was a lack of sacrifices to fuel the fire, ”night” would fall. Peace was the one thing that made Hell freeze over quite literally. It didn't happen often but one should always be prepared for it. Thankfully, those mortals would never cease the bloodshed for long. They didn't have to wait too long before Hell starts burning again.

”They're approaching,” Wiser's voice startled the Demon Lord and his underling. At once, the two men got into position.

For the second act of their plan, Baal disguised as a thin humanoid demon with blue tribal patterns tattooed on half his face. He still looked like a noble demon with his regal form and Sekkin was mildly impressed with how mature Baal was behaving the moment he looked like an adult.

”You were just thinking about something rude, weren't you?” Baal scowled. He didn't appreciate the comments some of his followers made when he had altered his appearance for something closer to his original form. Did these knuckleheads forget that he was an ancient demon because of his energy efficient form?

Sekkin jumped and shook his head quickly. Before Baal could pursue the matter, they heard unsteady footsteps and a familiar voice. Getting into position quickly, Sekkin slipped into his work mode. Baal was impressed with how the spider demon could switch gears from a good-natured jock to a professional assassin at the drop of the hat.

Baal slipped closer to the shadows and stayed out of sight. Sekkin got ready to pounce when they heard Schaf get closer. The ex-manager wasn't expecting to be ambushed by thugs and cursed when the sack was thrown over his head. A flurry of pain overwhelmed his senses and painful cries could be heard echoing in the silent night. There was nobody in sight in such a deserted alley on such a cold day. Nobody could have expected for the night to suddenly befall on them and many shops had to close early because of it, including the hostess bar that Schaf was in earlier.

Sekkin did a great job binding the goat demon and Baal swooped down quickly. With a quick flick of his wrist and a push of the syringe, the tracker device was successfully implanted. Sekkin didn't dare to stop his assault until he heard affirmation from Wiser.

”All clear, I have a reading. Get out of there,” Wiser reported and the two demons pulled out, leaving no traces of their activities but not before snatching the fallen wallet on the ground.

Schaf didn't know what was going on in the darkness. The sack stank badly of rotten meat and he didn't know what hurt more. Surely his battered body was in a no better condition than his bruised pride and feelings. Still, the goat demon allowed himself a few moments of reprieve while his body worked on healing the wounds before he struggled to free himself. Today must be the worst day of his life and there was only bitterness left in Schaf's heart. Ever since the appearance of that wretched lady called Coux, nothing worked out as planned.

Yes, it was all because of Coux. If that trader didn't exist, Schaf wouldn't have to suffer such humiliation. Eyes burning with hatred, Schaf steeled his resolve. There was still one more card left up his sleeve. Kerberos might be a powerful beast but like all beasts, they could be controlled with a little bit of training. He was done playing a nice goat. Schaf threw his head back and laughed, not caring how crazy that made him seem at the moment.

Two could play the game. If the guard dog wanted to use him, he would do the same and return the favour. Those ancient seals didn't only enslave the weak-willed and drain them of mana. It had another purpose. At the cost of one's lifespan, it could force a stronger-willed being into submission. Once Kerberos was free, nothing would stop Schaf from killing the woman named Coux.