Money-grubbing Necromancer (241)
I could see a red moon floating in the sky. There were black twisted trees lined up like street trees, and a large road running between them.
“Oh! The scent of sulfur, the red sky! My hometown, the Demon World!”
“Is it that good?”
“Haha! Great! This Vulcan is so happy right now!”
Swoop.
ha.
Balkan’s eyebrows furrowed as he took a deep breath.
“This place looks familiar. It seems to be a castle in the Blue Region.”
“Where is that?”
“This is the southern region of the Demon Realm. It was one of the representative battlefields. I also led a mercenary unit and fought there a lot. Over there, I see the castle.”
In the place Balkan pointed to, there stood a castle made of pitch-black material.
‘Is that where the ball is being held?’
Since you have an invitation, you must have been summoned nearby.
“You two, go inside for now. I will summon you when the time comes.”
Summoned Merhen and Cedric.
According to my experience in the past fragments, the undead were not very welcome in the Demon Realm.
The only people accompanying him were Balkan and Whitey, who was following him from behind while becoming transparent.
When we arrived at the entrance of the castle.
I could see a truly enormous crowd of people. Huge carriages lined up endlessly.
On the streets, there were merchants setting up stalls as if trying to sell at least one more item, and the guards at the entrance were engaged in fierce bargaining with those who appeared to be butlers.
-Oh, well. I said it can’t be done at that price!
―Ah! As for my lord, Baron Marfis, he is a brave lord and demon of the South… … .
– So, that’s all you need to do to participate in this banquet.
―Hey you! How dare you! Do you dare insult Baron Marpis, the 40th ranked Great Demon and the loyal subordinate of Lord Pisraum!
―Can’t you see behind you? Are there people like you, the Baron, overflowing with rottenness? There are more than a few nobles with bloodshot eyes who are trying to make connections with the great devils you mentioned.
―… … .
– So this money won’t do. Either ask for more, or just eat some hellhound skewers from the left table.
The guard spoke indifferently, his little fingers digging into his ears.
It was quite an interesting sight.
‘Devils aren’t that different from humans.’
The butler steps aside sullenly.
I observed him for a moment and then approached the gate.
That was when.
-Hey, wait a minute! You two!
Someone shouted in this direction.
When I looked back, I saw the demons lined up between the carriages, glaring at me.
―I don’t know where these humans came from, but don’t you see them lining up here right now? It’s going to be difficult to pickpocket them.
The devil’s gaze as he spoke was full of a look of contempt.
‘How great is it?’
As I looked at him, my magical powers were activated on their own.
[Hammer]
[Level: 426]
[Race: Demon]
[Favorability: -50]
[Equipment: Wearing a rag set.]
[Thoughts on the subject: How dare a human being, a stray, do something like that?]
You can tell just by looking at him that he has misanthropy.
That’s when I was about to say something.
“Master, what are you talking about? Stay still.”
Balkan, who had been speaking with a sly smile, walked towards the guy with steady steps.
As he got closer step by step, Hammer’s eyes began to shake like crazy.
Like a human standing before a tiger, he was completely overwhelmed by the murderous aura emanating from Balkan’s body.
It was a truly ‘demonic’ aura. Far more so than his master, Baron Marfis!
“hey.”
―… … Who the hell are you? Are you perhaps a human from the ‘Galaxy’… … .
Kwak.
Balkan said, grabbing the bastard by the shoulder.
“Do I still look like a human?”
-Hee, eek!
Bright yellow urine flowed out from between the pants of the Demon Tribe butler who had fallen over. He was so overwhelmed with fear that he could not control his bladder.
The demons’ eyes widened when they saw that.
There are countless different races of demons. Among them, the Demon race is a very brave race.
Even if he is just a butler, his birth itself does not change. Who would have thought that there would be a human being who could overwhelm such a demon tribe with just his momentum?
It was a task that even the nobles gathered here could not easily accomplish.
Several nobles craned their necks out of their carriages, their eyes shining.
-Hey, you. Do you ever think you’d like to work under me… ?
Balkan turned around coolly and headed towards the gate. It was an obvious disregard, but the demons’ eyes were instead shining with fierce greed.
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The nature of the demon race is deeply embedded in the bones.
Strong self-esteem.
Because this one law has always been and still is.
“Oh. That’s pretty cool. Did you do it for me?”
“The owner who asks that question so openly has no romanticism at all.”
“We’re going to see each other for a long time, so we need to be honest with each other.”
“Okay, just hurry up and get in. I’m bored to death.”
I nodded and approached the guards. They had also become serious after seeing the commotion at the entrance.
“hey.”
-Yes, go ahead.
“I received an invitation.”
―… … An invitation?
“this.”
That was the moment when I showed her the invitation to the masquerade ball.
The guard’s back straightened.
―Your identity has been confirmed! Please come inside!
The guard was seen opening the way with a big smile, in a completely different attitude from when he had chased away the Baron’s butler just a moment ago.
In fact, it had to be that way.
Judging by the antique quality and seal of the invitation, it was certain that it was something given directly by the Demon Lord!
‘Andromalius, perhaps it is his.’
Although he was ranked 72nd, the lowest rank among the Demon Lords, in other words, he was an extremely strong man who was ranked 72nd in this vast Demon World.
If he is his guest, it means that he is someone that even guards cannot dare to stop. Naturally, asking for a ‘bribe’ is also out of the question.
So I entered the gate.
I came across an incredibly splendid banquet hall.
I saw a group of demons looking this way, sipping wine.
They were qualitatively different from the demons who had been fighting in front of the gate earlier. Their status was at least that of a count.
If the Demon Lords were the kings of a region, these were the great lords who ruled that region.
‘Everyone, the level is pretty high.’
Even just a quick glance at the guy said the same thing.
[Malos]
[Level: 1,721]
[Race: Incubus]
[Favorability: 21]
[Equipment: Looks like it was picked up at a second-hand market, but it’s okay.]
[Thoughts on the subject: Is this a human worthy of being invited here? Where on earth did he come from?]
An incubus sipping wine and sneaking a peek here and there.
Judging from the corner where he’s sitting, he probably doesn’t have a very high status at this ball, but even taking that into account, he’s still a whopping level 1,700.
The other demons were roughly similar.
That was when.
The guy whose eyes met mine came towards me with a grin.
– Nice to meet you. My name is Malos. I am in charge of supplying the army under Lord Orias, even though I am a minor player.
“My name is Kim Min-woo.”
– I see, Mr. Kim Min-woo. This is fate, so shall we shake hands?
That was the moment when the guy reached out his hand.
[The effect of ‘Stolen the Eyes of the Vulcan’ is activated!]
[The ‘devil’ in front of me feels quite intimidating!]
Ouch!
Malos trembled violently.
‘What, what is it?’
He certainly seemed like an ordinary person on the outside. That was until he reached out to shake hands.
But, the moment I reached out my hand.
A chilling pressure passed through his body.
It wasn’t just Malos who felt that. The high-ranking demons around him also all began to look at Kim Min-woo. The small human who had seemed ordinary was now radiating the aura of a giant.
Gulp.
Someone swallowed.
It was at that time that Malos was standing there with his hands outstretched, sweating profusely, unable to do anything.
-Hey, do you see a very welcome face?
A familiar voice rang out.
Andromalius, who had appeared in the banquet hall without anyone noticing, was smiling brightly.
[Andromalius]
[Level: 5,211]
[This is a high-level opponent. You must consume mana to view any further information.]
It’s level 5000.
Even though he was a lowly figure, he was definitely a demon lord. I waved my hand at him.
“Oh, Mr. An Mo. How long has it been?”
– Oh, that’s sad. My name is Andromalius. Well, it’s a bit long, isn’t it? Haha.
Andromalius, who had come closer while whining, looked at Malos.
-Get out now. You are not the type of person who can dare to try.
– Sir, I’m sorry.
Only then did Malos, who had barely escaped the pressure, hurriedly lower his head and ran away.
– It’s been quite a while, Mr. Kim Min-woo. I hear you’ve become quite famous on Earth recently. Is this just like the person I’ve been keeping an eye on?
“How did you hear that news?”
―Since I met Minwoo, I have been watching the Earth with my senses sharpened. But who is that guy next to me? He doesn’t seem to be human… … .
“My summons.”
-Oh, I see. So you disguised yourself as a human?
“That’s what it is.”
Andromalius nodded at those words and asked with a big smile.
-By the way, have you used my authority well?
“Oh, that power?”
-Yes. The power to find hidden treasures. It looks like you’ve used it…
“Well, so-so? It was useful in its own way.”
To be exact, it was a huge hit.
Mountain of treasures.
Because that’s where Mr. Ahn Mo’s power exploded and he took possession of the one and only ‘very, very good box that was disguised while hiding its identity’.
-That’s great. I think you wrote it in a very informative way. I’m also very happy.
“But didn’t you say that all the demon lords were gathered here? It’s a bit quiet for such a banquet.”
-Oh, that’s it. It’s simple. The demon lords haven’t all gathered yet.
Andromalius smiled brightly as he said that.
―It will take half a day to gather all the heavy-assed ones. I’ve set the invitation activation time a bit early. So… … Could you spare me some time?
“You want to use an agent?”
– I just want to talk. This will be my last chance.
“Okay, fine.”
-You agree more readily than I expected?
“You said there was still some time left? I gave you an invitation and authority, so you should do this much.”
Wasn’t it a tree that gives generously?
It was something I could easily afford to take a little time for Mr. An.
There, decisively.
“I have something to say to you too.”
– Oh. Are you talking to me? I’m curious about this for no reason. Okay. Let’s go.
I entered the depths of the banquet hall with Mr. An Mo.
He led Kim Min-woo inside a room located in a secret place.
-Do you have a favorite drink? Coffee? Juice? Tea? Or maybe water?
“I’m not thirsty. Let’s get to the point. We’re both busy people.”
-Yes. I want to appoint Mr. Kim Min-woo as my representative. Definitely.
“Andromalius, 72nd, lowest rank. Why should I choose you?”
– Since I’m at the bottom, I’m desperate. So I’m thinking of betting a lot as compensation. Did that answer your question?
“Would it be different from other demon lords?”
―To the devils, humans are rabbits. There aren’t many monarchs who would shower rabbits with gold and silver without prejudice. On the other hand, I’m different. I’m awake.
He nodded.
Considering the reactions of the butler who had been ignoring me at the entrance and the demons who had been looking at me with subtle eyes in the banquet hall, this story certainly made sense.
“As the agent of the lowest demon lord, I gradually rise through the ranks. Well, there may be a certain romanticism to it.”
– So, if you agree to my proposal, I intend to treat you as a partner, not just an agent. What do you think?
“Okay. I know it’s not a bad suggestion. But… … I’m sorry, but the tables have turned.”
-The tables have turned? What do you mean?
“I have no intention of running as a mere agent.”
Andromalius tilted his head at those words.
―Are you saying that you want to become a demon lord? You are a human. You are not a resident of the demon world. Even if you die and wake up, you cannot become a demon lord.
“That’s why I brought you here. A resident of the Demon World.”
-yes?
“The kid next to me is a devil. His name is Vulcan.”
―… … !
Andromalius’s eyes opened wide.
Balkans.
It was such a famous name.
Balrog, who once dominated the era, but was eventually stripped of all his power by Baal and went into semi-seclusion.
However, that innate power did not go away, and he caused trouble here and there. No wonder the adjective was so stupid.
But that Vulcan… … .
‘Is that interest?’
With Kim Min-woo’s introduction, Balkan smiled brightly while revealing his teeth.
“So let me make a counteroffer. I want to participate in this series, and to do that, I need the title of Demon Lord. So, what do you think about handing over the throne to Vulcan and having you act as my proxy?”
