Chapter 139 (1/2)

Translator: Wawaa

Editor: WilsonWilson

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‘I need to capture this moment with a drawing!’

Acerus squeezed his overwhelmingly large chest with one hand and wondered how to preserve the scene that was unfolding before him for a long time.

Even if he were to ask a talented painter to draw, he was not confident in explaining it well. No matter how outstanding the painters were, it was unlikely that they could properly draw the scene in his eyes. If so, he should somehow engrave the scene in his head without even missing any trivial thing. He thought he might be able to memorize everything if he kept staring over and over again.

Acerus stuck closer to the door gap. In the process, he even pushed Konny who was standing next to him.

“Good for them.”

A powerless murmur leaked from Acerus.

“Why is my dad the Emperor?”

Yeah, why are you the Crown Prince?

The Crown Prince casually said something that could easily make the Emperor get high blood pressure and collapse. Seeing him, Konny was worried about the future of the Empire for the first time.

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After a long conversation with Paimon, Lara judged that hell was not far away.

In her life before she died, or until Valac ascended to Prince Sidhar’s body, for Lara, hell was just a very far and difficult place. It was the deep abyss or the end of the demon’s realm that humans could not dare to step into. She believed that was the reason why even a weak demon like Valac could not bring his body and had to borrow Prince Sidhar’s body, and why a powerful demon like Paimon would need so much sacrifice, karma, and time to ascend.

But it was not like that.

“It depends on what the offering is. It seems that those who followed Valac thought they could just offer any humans or beasts… But every demon in hell has a specific sacrifice that suits them.”

In Paimon’s words, ascension could only be achieved by offering a sacrifice that was related to the demon.

“That was the reason why my followers offered the elemental sorcerers that had long since disappeared.”

Most of Paimon’s power attributes were focused on magic. He was able to ascend on this land at the expense of the rare elemental sorcerers.

“Even so, the human’s realm is different from hell, it’s still a place where the influence of the Gods works much stronger. So after coming here, I could not use all my strength.”

He was frustrated, like a warrior fighting with one hand tied. Paimon grumbled, saying that he would not have easily lost to Demian if he could use all of his strength as he could in hell.

Demian did not respond to his words and only gave a faint smirk. He did not think it was worth it to talk back.

Lara was lost in thought. Up until she received Paimon’s oath of obedience, Lara had just thought that Valac being her servant was a unique case, something akin to luck overlapping with coincidence. But just like with Valac, even Paimon considered himself as her servant. A possibility arose in her mind.

A demon ate another demon to become stronger. The throne of the demon lord would be taken by the strongest of them. Demian was said to be fated to be the demon lord. However, Demian did not eat the demon he had captured, but wrapped it beautifully and gave it to Lara as a gift.

Abraxas’ first name that Lara found out was the ‘God of Fate.’ In addition, he said he had a past in which he was called a ‘God’ and at the same time was called a ‘Demon.’

Lara’s eyes sank darkly. Her scarlet eyes, which were dim like a sunset, were very red for a moment. Her long eyelashes fell down like combs. Even though she was just lost in thought, she had the illusion that the air around her was getting heavier.

Paimon, who was prostrating before Lara, slightly lifted his head. Then, he courageously opened his mouth.

“Saintess.”

Lara’s eyes that were looking very far away were fixed to Paimon again. He looked at Demian and Valac once before asking Lara.

“Why do you collect demons? Is this…all God’s will?”

“No way.”

“Pardon?”

“God doesn’t force me to do anything. I receive gifts from him, but I’m not giving him anything.”

“Is that true?”

“He’s much more generous than you think.”

“No way…”

Paimon muttered that it could not be. The Gods he knew were just boring beings living as slaves to the laws they established without even an ounce of flexibility.

They were arrogant things that would take out a sword first if their pride was touched, they would rather die than to bow down.

What in the world is this saintess’ identity that she is favored by God even though she has demons as her servants?

Paimon was sincerely curious.

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Last night, a natural disaster occurred on the outskirts of Dandelion. The wide roads and plains were dug up horribly and black smoke continued to leak out of the overturned ground. The quiet land, which was nothing more than a wasteland, was cracked open, exposing the underground.