Devil's Department Store

Is there no one under Belphegor?Why let him work? !He hasn't finished buying the goods yet, and the employees are still waiting in the store. How can he waste so much time!

Miser thought angrily, sat down on the gorgeous throne, and put the gold coins in front of him into his pocket with all his might.

Guard: "..."

When he was suddenly told that he would receive messengers from other hells, Miser refused without hesitation. The guards knew his identity and did not dare to attack him, so they resorted to the gold coin seduction tactics formulated by the Demon King.

In short, throwing money on the ground.

"Then... how much is better to throw?" asked the demon captain whose three views were a little broken.

His Majesty the Demon King smiled: "One will do."

Devil Captain: "..."

Facts proved that the demon king was right. When Miser was about to turn his head and leave, the demon captain threw a gold coin on the ground, and the succubus pricked up his ears as soon as he heard the sound of the metal colliding with the ground.

According to the demon king's instructions, the demon captain pretended not to notice and walked back with his subordinates. Sure enough, as soon as he saw them leave, the succubus immediately chased after them and picked up the gold coin.

So the devil captain threw another one, and continued to move forward, and the succubus followed suit and continued to pick it up. Just throwing and picking up all the way, the succubus was caught alive at the gate of the palace.

The next thing will be more troublesome, because at the gate of the palace, the succubus has already become alert, but His Majesty the Demon King has already anticipated this and gave instructions——

The demon captain took out a handful of gold coins.

Miser standing at the gate of the palace: "..."

The devil captain threw a handful of gold coins on the ground as if nothing had happened, and then led the others inside.

After a while, he looked back and found that the succubus had followed the palace to pick up gold coins.

Devil Captain: "..."

Seeing the little succubus looking up vigilantly while quickly putting the gold coins into his pocket, Captain Demon couldn't help feeling mixed feelings.

Even squirrels wouldn't be fooled by a trap of this level. Does it really matter if their future queen has this personality?Are you really not going to be cheated by someone casually?His Majesty the Demon King, why don't you consider strengthening the safety education for future queens?

In any case, Miser was finally lured to the throne by the inferior trap that Belphinger developed for him, and was trapped by the pile of gold coins in front of him—his pockets were not big enough, and he always leaked when he wrapped them in his clothes. How about taking all this money?

While the succubus was struggling with the gold coins, the clerk at the side took the time to inform the envoy from the fifth hell, hurry up, what should I do if the person reacts and runs away later!

And when Miser remembered that he could directly carry Belphegor's table away, the envoy of the Fifth Hell was already waiting below.

Miser: "..."

Damn it, I still couldn't escape early!Sure enough, you can't have a fluke mentality!

Looking at the blond woman sitting below, Succubus showed a troubled look on his face.

It’s not that Miser doesn’t want to help Belphegor, after all, he’s paying for it, but the problem is that Miser doesn’t know anything about hell, let alone other hells. If something went wrong in his hands, shouldn't he take the blame?

However, the envoy didn't know about the succubus' entanglement, so he took out a stack of documents skillfully and said, "Hello, I am Monica, the clerk under His Majesty the Demon King of the Fifth Hell, Mamen, and I was ordered to come here to deliver the file for the meeting of the Demon King. After your approval, I will submit your comments to His Majesty Mammon."

"Mammon?" Miser was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Isn't the meeting of the devil king this time held at the place of His Majesty Beelzebub in the third hell?"

"That's true," said the blond girl, "The venues for the recent gatherings of the devil kings were all held in the third hell, but the supplies have always been provided by the fifth hell."

Miser blinked and said, "Then why did you come to discuss with Belphegor again?"

The blonde girl hooked her lips and said: "You may have misunderstood. In fact, not only His Majesty Belphegor, but every demon king needs to read these documents. Because the Fifth Hell only provides supplies first, after the end, except for not participating Except for the eighth and ninth hells of the party, other demon kings need to pay a certain amount of remuneration to the fifth hell to share the expenses of this party."

Miser: "..."

He said how could the demon king Mammon, who is known for his greed, be so generous in contracting party supplies, and he was making money after doing it for a long time!

This made Miser very upset. Although he hadn't made a decision yet, there was a high probability that Belphegor had half of his money. How could he let the people of the Fifth Hell take it away casually!

Immediately, Miser jumped off the throne, walked over to Monica, and held out his hand to her with a smirk.

"His Majesty Belphegor is still resting, and I will review the documents for this Demon King's meeting for him."

"Of course, I have already received the news." Monica handed the document to Miser.

Miser glanced at the other party vigilantly, and began to flip through the documents in his hand. After reading a few pages, the succubus' blood pressure rose.

Miser pointed to the regulations on the document, and said with a half-smile: "A golden cup for drinking fifty thousand devil coins? Belphinger needs twenty cups by himself?"

The blonde girl's expression was very calm, she nodded with a smile: "That's true."

Miser let out an "oh" and said, seemingly unintentionally, "I thought Belphegor would just sleep with his head down when he was at a party."

The blonde continued to smile: "Indeed."

Miser: "..." You don't even cover it up!

It’s time for a dog, the golden cup Miser written on the document was seen when he bought the goods, it was indeed on the high-end side, but the unit price was only [-], when it was in the hands of Mamen, it was directly doubled by [-] times, and it was a one-off Sell ​​twenty to Belphegor!Go crazy!

Miser was so angry that he turned back and found that the prices and quantities of everything were outrageous. Belphegor was almost slaughtered. After all, he was the devil of hell. Mamen must have been too cruel to his colleagues!

Miser looked at Monica coldly and said, "The data on the document seems very unreasonable."

And Monica is worthy of being one of Mammon's subordinates, she didn't change her face when she was exposed on the spot, and said calmly: "That's true, after all, His Majesty Belphegor never read these documents."

This is the devil's brain circuit, that's right, I'm cheating you, who gave me the chance to cheat you!

Miser took a deep breath and said, "Could it be that the file data you showed to each demon king is different?"

Monica smiled: "Indeed."

Miser: "..."

Miser smirked, "Tell me, is Belphegor the hardest one to be slaughtered?"

Miser and Monica said in unison: "Indeed."

Monica: "..."

Miser looked at her blankly.

The smile on the blond girl's face seemed to get bigger, and she said to Misser, "Congratulations, you have learned to answer quickly."

"By the way, the Demon Lord who received the second most expensive bill is His Majesty Abaddon from the Third Hell."

I've heard of this demon lord Miser, and he seems to be an idiot too.

Did he just say "also"?

Thinking of so many demon king gatherings in the past, and every time Belphinger was cheated of so much money by Mamen, Miser felt that he was about to have a heart attack and had to be admitted to the ICU every minute.

"Change!" Succubus said decisively: "All these documents will not pass! Change them all!"

Monica sighed, and said with compassion: "The first hell is the closest place to the human world, and the efficiency of gathering wealth is also the highest. The money lost by His Majesty Belphegor is nothing at all, but after entering the fifth hell, But it can nourish tens of thousands of ordinary demon families, and it can also radiate to other hells around—"

"Stop it," Miser said fiercely, "don't talk so much with me, as long as it's my money, no one else can take a dime from me!"

Miser pierced through the other party mercilessly: "Also, they are all capitalists, who doesn't know who? They also nourish thousands of families, and 90.00% of them will go into Mamen's private treasury! It's a fool!"

A regretful expression appeared on the blonde's face.

It seems that the succubus is right, she really intends to trick people into being fools.

"Okay," Monica compromised, "How do you want to change it?"

Miser stretched out his hand, and the clerk standing next to him immediately handed over a pen, and Miser quickly began to cross out those unnecessary expenses: "I don't need perfume, I don't need towels, the velvet cushions on the seats have been changed, and what else is there?" Have this, this, this, don’t want it.”

"In addition, you don't need to prepare the dress. We can make it ourselves in the first hell. We have the servants and guards. Hehe, we also have this golden cup. We don't want any of them."

Before Monica had any reaction, the clerk began to wipe away his sweat, and said, "Your Excellency, do you think you have given too much relief? After all, the Demon King's party still needs to last, and we are not that short of money... ..."

When Miser heard this, he turned to look at him immediately, and the clerk froze in an instant. Although the person in front of him was just a succubus, when it came to money-related matters, he immediately became murderous.

Miser said coldly: "If you don't lack money, you can spend it indiscriminately? And the supporting scenes in your eyes are these things that you can't see at all? I understand why people kill you like this."

How could the clerk dare to refute, he shrank his neck and was as quiet as a chicken.

Miser turned to Monica and said, "Change Belphinger's seat, don't want the 500 million one, and replace it with a wider, bigger and more conspicuous soft couch, the one that can be reclined, and the decoration is according to the throne. The finest and most refined."

Upon hearing this, Monica immediately said, "Then the price has to go up."

"Don't even think about it," Miser said blankly, "The wooden couch is covered with three large gems, 27 medium gems, 150 small gems, and 250 jades, plus inlaid gold, silver and glass carvings. The cost is the most. 280 million, I pay 30 million, let you earn [-], is that interesting?"

Monica: "..."

Miser didn't stop, holding a pen and said calmly: "Okay, we've finished talking about unnecessary things, let's talk about the price of necessities again."

The blond's mouth twitched.

Tsk, where did the lazy devil find such a person!

The clerk and the previous guards grew their mouths.

Is this the future queen who was hooked into the palace by a few gold coins just now——uh, it's him.

Anyway, great, Your Majesty Belphegor!