Suho was a little impressed.
It seems that Essil was indeed a nobleman.
It was quite cool to see Essil, who I had previously thought of as a mere eater who only ate meat, skillfully controlling the demons who were his slaves in a truly noble manner.
“Your Majesty, I obey your command.”
Essil’s attendant whom you encountered when you first entered the demon world.
The horse ‘Nukira’ that was pulling the cart finally returned to its original form and began to follow Essil’s orders.
Meanwhile, Suho summoned all the demons in the Colosseum who were addicted to the blood poison and removed the poison from them one by one.
“Ah, the pain is gone… … !”
“Thank you! Thank you!”
The demons who were addicted to the blood poison were always living in boiling pain.
The basis of demons is blood.
For a demon, lack of blood was a pain in itself, and for that blood to boil was a terrible condition that caused the very existence to collapse.
But all of those phenomena disappeared as soon as Suho deciphered them.
“Oh, thank you! Thank you so much!”
“Hahaha! It doesn’t hurt anymore! I’m alive! I’m alive!”
[Oh, wait. You over there.]
“……yes?”
[Isn’t that the guy who cursed at our little lord last time?]
“Hipp.”
But among them, Ber had already selected those who deserved to die.
Demons that were nearby when Suho was imprisoned.
Among them, he remembered the faces of each and every one of the guys who had been swearing and mocking Suho.
The bloodthirsty demons who had been treated by Suho trembled as Berg approached with a menacing momentum.
“Lord, I have committed a mortal sin. I think I was momentarily crazy at the time.”
[Keeeek! If someone has committed a sin worthy of death, it is only natural that they should be killed!]
Ber had no mercy and killed them without mercy.
The bloodthirsty demons in prison were free of pain as the bloodthirsty toxin in their bodies was detoxified, but at the same time, their strength was significantly weakened.
Even if you just look at Essil, he originally had the power of an S-class hunter, but because he lacks enough blood in his body, he is now only at the B-class level.
No matter how small and weak Ber was, killing the weakened demons was no problem.
And as he ate them one by one, he gradually recharged his strength.
Such a move was restrained by Suho.
“Ber, but don’t kill too many. They are necessary for the reconstruction of the demon world.”
[Keuheuk. The Little King is too merciful. How can he be so kind-hearted… …!]
“If you’re going to kill them, you should kill them when they’ve grown stronger again. That way, you’ll get more experience points.”
[… … !]
After realizing this, Ber stopped the massacre immediately.
There was no way to stop Suho from leveling up.
Meanwhile.
“… …Thank you.”
The old devil who had been giving advice to Su-ho in prison approached him.
“Oh, sir.”
Suho immediately cured the old demon, and then his body lost its strength and collapsed on the spot.
When Suho tried to support him, he waved his arms and said it was okay.
“Heh heh. It’s okay. That’s because all the blood in my body was filled with blood poison. Oh, but that doesn’t mean you’ll die, so don’t worry.”
The old devil struggled to get up on his own.
Then, he straightened his posture and bowed politely to Suho again.
Deeper than before.
“Thank you so much. For saving our demon world.”
The cause is not simply to save oneself, but to save the demon world.
It was a truly heartfelt gratitude for that.
Suho watched him quietly and asked.
“Sir, are you perhaps the devil’s servant?”
“… … How did you know?”
The old man flinched at those words and looked embarrassed.
“It felt similar to the Nukira over there.”
“You have good instincts. Well, you killed a tyrant king, so finding out my identity shouldn’t be a problem. You’re right. I was once a servant to a nobleman.”
“I guess you’re not a servant of Ladirga.”
“I… … was Volkan’s servant.”
“Volcan?”
Suho’s eyes widened as the truly unexpected answer came out.
As if he had expected that reaction, the old man nodded again with a self-deprecating smile.
“That’s right. That’s the demon of greed, Volkan. By the way, Volkan didn’t have a son.”
“haha.”
Suho just smiled.
The rumor that was still circulating among the demons was that he was Volkan’s hidden son.
How did the old man feel when he heard that rumor?
“Kk. Kk. Volkan didn’t have any sexual desire to begin with. He was just a demon who lived off of his appetite. That’s why he was a pretty easy lord to serve as a servant.”
“It was easy?”
“Yeah. Just be careful not to get eaten.”
“… … .”
Is this some kind of devilish joke?
It wasn’t fun, but it was tense.
“Do you know what happens to the demons in the territory where the demon nobles disappear?”
“Isn’t this what happens here? Being ruled by the strongest one… .”
“No. No matter how strong their opponents are, demons will try to eat them by any means necessary.”
This time, the case of the Gwanghyeol Tyrant was said to be a very special case.
“then?”
“Usually they self-destruct. They eat each other and are eaten, until eventually only one demon survives.”
“… … !”
At those words, Suho saw the old man again.
“Could that one be your inspiration?”
“… … No, I was just lucky. I managed to stay underground until everyone else had killed themselves. Then, after everything was over, I crawled out and ate their corpses to gain strength.”
[You’re saying such grand things, but you sound so weak?]
Berga suddenly intervened and looked the old man up and down.
At those words, the old man smiled weakly and said.
“Of course. After all, that power was taken away by the tyrant king.”
“To the bloodthirsty tyrant?”
“That’s right. I was actually the first host to be parasitized by the Tyrant King. Later, when I realized that my body was old and useless, I abandoned it without hesitation and went to find a stronger and fresher demon.”
What the old man was saying was a very interesting story.
The first host of the bloodthirsty tyrant.
Even Ber listened to the old man’s words and asked him about the events of that time.
[Do you know how he came into the demon realm?]
“How? I remember it clearly. How could I forget that moment?”
meteorite.
One day, a small meteorite fell into the demon world where the old man lived.
In the middle of the land where the piece of star had crashed, a small fire was burning.
Blue flame.
Holy fire.
It was from there that the demon world’s suffering began.
“No one could have guessed that what was initially thought to be a small flame demon would grow into a tyrant who ruled over all demons.”
“It’s a meteorite… … .”
Ber added to Suho, who was thinking about the old man’s words.
[Your Majesty, it seems that the apostles from outer space hid in a meteorite and fell here.]
“Hiding in a meteorite?”
[Yes. If he had just flown in, he would have definitely been caught by our Shadow Legion and intercepted.]
Currently, all routes by which the extraterrestrial forces enter this universe are thoroughly defended by the Shadow Legion.
But it is impossible to monitor each and every one of those meteorites.
[Of course, if someone is too strong, they can easily be caught by us. However, from what I’ve seen, this crazy tyrant is such a petty person that he managed to sneak up here without being caught.]
“Okay, leftovers?”
The old man couldn’t help but be embarrassed by Ber’s words.
Who would dare to call that fearsome tyrant a mere swindler?
But, in reality, there is a guardian who killed the tyrant king with even greater force, so there is no way to refute that statement.
“Haha. Really… … That’s amazing.”
The old man just laughed in vain.
“Ber.”
[Deposit.]
Suho looked at Ber and asked.
“Is there a chance that there are still other Itarim apostles around here?”
[I’m still expanding my senses, but I can’t feel anything around here right now.]
“Hmm. That’s right. Then I guess I should go and check out the place where the meteorite fell.”
Suho was lost in thought for a moment.
Finally, we’ve found our first trace of Itarim, so if we trace this clue back, wouldn’t something come out?
“Sir, could you please tell me where the meteorite fell?”
“I wonder if there is any chance.”
* * *
Suho arrived at the place where the meteorite fell, as the old man had told him.
[Your Majesty, this is definitely the place. This area is filled with the energy of Itarim.]
“Hmm.”
Suho looked around.
As expected, a meteorite had fallen and a huge, wide crater had formed here.
Berga, who had been continuously wiggling his antennae and searching for any signs of movement around him, returned to Suho and reported.
[Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like there’s another maniacal tyrant hiding out there.]
“Then I guess I just need to check there now.”
Suho approached the center of the crater.
There, buried in the ground was what the old man had said was a ‘small piece of a star’, or rather, from Suho’s perspective, a huge pile of rocks.
“I guess I’ll have to dig some ground.”
Suho looked around, made sure no one was there, and opened his mouth.
“Get up.”
Then, the shadow of the guardian spread widely, and black vapor rose upward from beneath it.
[Shadow Minotaur Lv.1]
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Five giant cows raised their bodies.
That muscular, solid body couldn’t have been more sturdy.
[Muuuuu-!] [Muuuuu!]
The shadow Minotaurs howled with ever more ferocity.
If the order to protect was given, it seemed as if they would crush and tear apart the enemies at any moment.
Suho nodded his head and pointed to the meteorite at those vicious demons.
“What are you doing? Pa.”
[… … Hmm?]
The Minotaurs squatted awkwardly and began digging the ground with their muscular arms.
In this way, the true nature of the meteorite, which had been buried little by little, was revealed.
[Master! I found something!]
Quay, who was secretly controlling the Minotaurs and working in unison, urgently called for Suho.
[Look here! There’s a hidden space!]
“……hmm?”
A strange look appeared in Suho’s eyes when he saw what Quay had found.
An artificial hole was drilled next to the meteorite, which appeared to be just a pile of rocks.
‘You said you came in hiding, but is there an entrance to some kind of spaceship?’
Kkwaduk!
I used force to widen the hole a little more and looked inside… … .
[Keeec?]
Inside, there was a pattern burning with real blue flames.
Bertha muttered, narrowing his eyes.
[It seems to be a magic circle created by Itarim’s energy.]
“A sorcery circle? Do you happen to know what kind of sorcery it is?”
[Hmm. I guess this is an advanced spell that increases the durability of the meteorite and expands the secret subspace within it… … .]
“What’s so great about it? It’s just a warehouse.”
[… … .]
