"Annan, can I say a word?"

Claire, who was floating on the sidelines, said.

Annan gave the witch a chance to know each other for a short time but got along well.

"My brother is free from the control of the Demon Maharaja, but it won't rest on its laurels...... We suspect it changes the target...... That person is you, Annan. Claire calmly recounted, "Brother, tell Annan how to resist the attack of the Demon Lord. ”

"I've changed my mind." Mad Dog Grand Duke said coldly.

Annan shouted out of the hallway, "Beludona, can you teach our mad dog a lesson?" Abby, bring all the silverware from the kitchen! ”

“…… The more you obey the Demon Lord, the more boring it becomes. Losing interest in it is your only chance to keep alive. Claire said for her brother.

"Your time is over."

At this point, Beludona said.

"My Vaness......" Claire whispered before heading back to hell. That's the name of her white cat.

"I didn't see it come back." Annan shook his head.

With a light sigh, the two souls disappeared into the living room.

"What's going on?"

Only then did Annan ask Belludona: "Why is the soul of the mad dog archduke in your hands?" ”

"Remember your pact with his devil? He did not fully pay the four hundred thousand gold coins exchanged. ”

"I don't understand ......"

"His sister stole a handful of jewels and hid it so that only she could know. If she's still alive because she's the sister of the Mad Dog Archduke, those jewels count as being paid. But if he dies, and no one knows where the jewels are hidden, the Mad Dog Grand Duke will only fulfill his promise of three hundred and ninety-nine thousand gold coins......"

The moment the mad dog archduke died, his soul fell into the hands of the devil due to breach of contract, freed from the fate of mad blood.

No wonder the Demon Maharaja is looking for trouble with Annan...... Because it lost its spokesman!

"She's such a brave and intelligent sister...... "Editia praised.

Except for the gods, there is no one who can lift the mad blood of Montabullock, only the devil who has fought with demons for tens of thousands of years. Claire took advantage of this and made a breach of contract to save her brother's soul from falling into the mouth of the Demon Maharaja-

"It's almost better than my eldest sister." Annan added.

"And what about your second sister?" Lella tiptoed for praise.

"I'm worried......" Annan frowned at Beludona.

"The Demon Maharaja is also difficult to influence the main plane, and Montabullock's mad blood is a curse formed by the blood he personally bestows on a drop of blood. As long as you stay away from the demons, you'll be fine. ”

"My concern is that the Mad Dog Grand Duke won't get enough lessons in hell."

"He's all about his identity, his soul is worthless, he won't have a pleasant holiday in hell, I promise," Beludona said. ”

"Then I'll forgive you for hiding it from me."

A dead mad dog Grand Duke is a good Grand Duke.

Although Annan knew that Beludonna didn't say it, he couldn't say it...... This matter involves the Demon Lord, and the Hell Lord will inevitably intervene.

"Why is Claire's soul in hell?" Annan asked curiously.

Belludona said that the souls of the dead will enter the river of the dead, and the river of the dead will pass through hell. The Helllord fished Claire out.

"Hell likes smart people, and she has a chance to be an inferior demon."

It's a good start, and maybe Annan will see Claire again in the future.

"Do all souls enter the river of the dead? I have a friend whose father was an epic mage who died two years ago......"

Beludona said that such strong people would go to the kingdom of the gods they believed in, or be divided among powerful beings at the entrance of the abyss, and there would be no chance of leaking into hell.

It seems that there is no way to fish out Augusta and surprise Olmedo.

Or a fright.

"Annan, there is one more thing, I want to ask you for a tenth of the benefits of the magic image......"

"You've changed your mind?"

That's good news. The benefits will make Berudona more dedicated to selling.

"No...... I'm going to give it to my uncle and the lords of the lava sea. ”

They were supposed to take nine-tenths, leaving only one-tenth for Annan - only a tenth after being warned by Bedudona that they would meddle in the business of the Helllords.

"If the Lord of Hell wants to, I don't mind actually sharing nine tenths of it."

The result of giving up a tenth of the benefits is that Berudona can sell magical images throughout the lava sea.

Annan gave Berudona an extra tenth—its share.

As Annan's spokesman in hell, the higher Beludona's status, the more she can help Annan invade...... Erode...... Cultivate...... In short, the more you can grow stronger in hell.

The phantom of Belludona disappeared on the parchment roll, and Annan put away the parchment roll, and found that Lela was still waiting expectantly, so he had to say perfunctorily in a consistent tone: "My second sister is also amazing......

"What's your tone!"

"What are you going to do?" Editia asked.

"Demon Maharaja? I'm ready to leave it as it is. ”

Why believe the words of the enemy? Annan couldn't even trust Claire and let him trust the Mad Dog Grand Duke...... How can it be.

He might as well continue with his plan: to make the Demon Maharaja love...... Love yourself!

Annan also plans to fall asleep tonight with the Philosopher's Stone, which would save a lot of trouble if the Philosopher's Stone could follow him into his dreams......

Editilia asks the grumpy Lela to push her to Ingrid.

"A part of the treasury is missing, but no one knows about it...... Who is derelict in their duties, or is it hiding from us? ”

It seems that some people are going to be unlucky.

Quiet times are always short-lived, and when noon approaches, the streets outside suddenly become noisy.

The guards reported that a group of orcs had appeared at the foot of the forested mountains.

When Annan rushed over, this group of orcs of unknown origin was cutting wood and building a camp outside the Free City.

They're too close...... Too close that they couldn't count these orcs as enemies.

The orcs emitted an unbearable stench, their tattered fur garments stained with dirt and blood, and their bare brown hides as if they were covered in a layer of mud.

When Annan came to the camp and wanted to approach, their burly leader stepped forward: "Get out of here, short one." ”

For the first time, Annan's charm hit a wall.

"Orcs are one of the few races that are immune to the charm of the Warlock, as they worship power. So much so that some warlock scum regarded the conquest of orcs as an honor. Alice said, "For example, bards like to choreograph 'The bloodline of orc warlocks is given by these warlocks who can everything.'" ”

"You're being rude." Annan covered his ears.

"You're being rude." But Alice's words still got into her ears.

(End of chapter)