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Beelzebub's restaurant had improved so much and Zero wondered how the Belles and Begonia cafe was faring. The food was something that made Zero want to melt into a puddle. Hell's cuisine never tasted better and the Demon Lord was quite the gourmet, pushing standards even higher than Zero could imagine. If the Mega Gourmet competition was divine, Finest Taste offered food that was out of the world.
Mammon and Coux enjoyed the small reprieve from work and they indulged the village leader in small talks. Zero told them stories about his adventure in a summarised form and asked how Ball was.
”My Lord is still sleeping, I don't think he will be awake for many more years to come. However, if you write him letters and send them to the castle, I will keep them for him when he wakes up, however many there might be. I'm sure he wouldn't mind spending some time reading them.”
Mammon sipped the Poxie tea and looked at the doctor. Although Zero looked similar on the outside, he could tell that something about that naive child had changed. Zero was no longer full of burning passion for the unknown even though his curiosity was still smouldering beneath his calm facade. The boy had matured a lot and in some ways, Mammon saw traces of Baal in the doctor. That snarky and savage attitude that sometimes slipped out was very Baal-like.
”So, what brings you here? You were on your way to Derby Desert with an urgent mission. Surely, you didn't stop by Hell for a sight-seeing trip.”
Mammon didn't beat around the bush and Zero smiled. ”Of course not. I'm not the same brat I was two years ago who only knows how to inconvenience others. You can say that I'm back again to make up for the troubles I've caused. I have a little deal to strike with you and Coux and the rest of the Demon Lords but I think the both of you would be good enough representatives because everyone else is indisposed.”
Curious when Zero said that, Mammon raised a brow. Ever since he had been taking Hua Tuo's prescription, he was feeling a lot better even though he was as overworked as Coux. Zero didn't usually come with deals to make. If anything, the Demon Lord would have thought that he came running to them because he had a favour to ask.
Zero didn't talk too much and let his actions speak for themself. Before the food arrived, Zero poured the thousand gold coins he received from King Darius onto the table. Some of the coins emptied from his dimensional bag slid off the table as the pile grew bigger. Coux and Mammon lifted the edges of the table cloth to prevent more from falling and Zero watched as the last of the gold coins trickled out of the sling bag.
They collected the fallen coins and stacked them neatly, counting it expertly to confirm that there really were a thousand gold coins as Zero mentioned.
Unlike Mammon who didn't understand what 10 dinnites could do, Coux gaped in disbelief. Even the Van Doux family didn't have this kind of wealth during their prime. 10 dinnites was enough to buy a small country.
”Where did you get so much money from?” Coux asked and Zero grinned.