Devil's Department Store

Fortunately, Belphegor escaped, and Abaddon, who was drawn after him, was selected.

Abaddon: "..."

The red-haired demon king wanted to cry, but the other six demon kings applauded one after another.

Belphegor heaved a long sigh of relief, knowing that he was only a short distance away from being separated from his wife (?) on the spot!

"Then this task will be handed over to Abaddon." Beelzebub said with a final word.

Abaddon reluctantly agreed, and when he found the answer, he would compile his knowledge into a book and hand it over to the other six demon kings along with the final answer.

This year's Demon King's party is over. Beelzebub has prepared a dinner, but Belphegor has no mood to eat, and left quickly. Didn't go to stop him ignorantly.

Mostima was eating grilled fish, and asked Azazel curiously: "The succubus that Belphegor hangs out with recently is the human he met when he went to the human world last time, right?"

Azazel said calmly: "Don't use the word 'mixed', that succubus will become Belphegor's wife in the future."

"Really..." Mostima didn't quite believe it.

Azazel glanced at him, not wanting to talk to such a guy who had never been in a relationship.

"I think it's true," Abaddon leaned over to gossip, "Last time I went to the First Hell to look for him, and I happened to see him calling the succubus."

"My God," said Abaddon, shuddering, "I've never seen him like that before, it's disgusting!"

"That's disgusting." Beelzebub corrected.

"I thought you should have expected it a long time ago," Mamen said, "half of the information he sent was describing the birth and death of that human being, and he asked me for advice on how to treat the human being. The soul of the demon begins."

"I thought he was too boring," said Mostima.

Azazel said: "Now you know it's not, Belphegor has spent a lot of work this time."

The Demon King of the Sixth Hell lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "They will have a happy ending."

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Miser's recent luck is not very good, coupled with the lack of time, he is always cheating... Can't recruit people, after persisting for a while, facing tremendous pressure, he still had to compromise, and hired eight non-human beings at the lowest price ethnic employees.

With the addition of the vampire part-time workers and the resident cat helpers, the business of the Devil's Department Store is finally on the right track.

It was also because he was obsessed with his career and couldn't extricate himself. When Belphinger reappeared at the entrance of the Devil's Department Store as Figor, Miser's reaction was just to look up and say, "You're back? Hurry up and help when you're back." .”

Belphegor: "..."

The cats in the store are more excited than you when they see me!

Robert was really excited and screamed: "It's you! Why are you back again!"

Al weakly said: "The last time we met, he even helped send Miser back. It seems like we shouldn't have this attitude."

Robert: "..."

It seems to be true!

The little cat couldn't help but softened his voice, and murmured softly, "Didn't the devil teach you a lesson? You must learn to keep a distance from Miser in the future..."

Belphegor smiled, and just when Robert breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "Don't worry, I won't let the devil find out."

Robert: "..."

Looking at the petrified kitten, Miser said speechlessly, "Don't scare it."

Belphegor showed an innocent expression.

Robert came to his senses and realized that Belphinger was bluffing it, so he whimpered and rubbed against Miser's feet, Miser was not used to it at all, kicked the kitten aside mercilessly, and rushed to work .

Belphegor came over, bent down to look at the succubus, and pretended to complain: "I came as soon as the party was over, honey, is this how you deal with me?"

Miser glanced at him, then glanced around, and while no one was watching, quickly got up and kissed him, embarrassedly said: "Okay, okay, it's almost done, I'm busy!"

His Majesty the Demon King smashed his mouth and said, "That's it?"

In fact, Miser also missed Belphegor, and when he saw that he was unwilling to let go, he blushed and whispered: "We'll talk about the rest of the night!"

Seeing Miser like this, Belphegor couldn't help feeling cute, and nodded reluctantly: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, His Majesty the Demon King found a chair and sat down next to Miser very blindly. Seeing that he could not drive him away, the succubus asked, "How is the Demon King's party?"

Speaking of this, Belphegor was still very proud, looked into Miser's eyes, and said with a smile: "Your arrangement is very good."

Miser blushed when he saw him, and proudly said: "Of course, just leave this kind of thing to me in the future!"

Belphegor couldn't help but kissed him again, and said, "I will leave it to you, and I will leave it to you whatever you want."

"Hey!" Miser pushed him shyly and said, "I've shown it to others!"

Belphegor immediately urged: "Then go to the room and talk."

Miser: "..." Don't think I don't know what your plan is!

However, His Majesty the Demon King just looked at him like that, the pupils behind the lenses were as black as the night sky, and when Miser came back to his senses, he found that he and Belphegor had rolled on the bed.

Miser: "..."

Damn it, aren't we all together? Why is he still not immune to this trick!

After being forced from day to night, all the thoughts and pink bubbles in Miser's heart disappeared, and when she saw Belphinger, she just wanted to kick him.

"When are you going back to hell!" Miser said madly, "I still have to open a shop to make money!"

Belphegor said, "Don't be so dear, I'm so sad."

Miser said blankly, "I'm so hurt."

Belphegor couldn't help laughing, and said: "Actually, there is another important thing to tell you, which is the result of the discussion at the Demon King's meeting."

When Miser heard this, he became a little more energetic and asked, "What?"

Belphinger said: "In the future, hell and heaven will work together to formulate a set of laws applicable to alien races in the world, not only those scattered non-human races, but also those churches with angels and companies established by demons are all within the scope of supervision. within."

When Miser heard this, he couldn't help but frown. If only heaven does this, then the situation is really bad, but since hell also participates in the formulation of the terms, at least these demons will not suffer some hidden losses.

But what would other aliens think?

Miser glanced at Belphegor and asked, "How will it be implemented?"

Belphegor thought for a while, and said: "The purpose of this set of laws is to maintain the current state and peace of the Three Realms, and the main objects of implementation are all in the human world, so it should put human opinions first, such as legally opening a shop. Number of humans admitting things like that..."

Miser: "... Seriously?"

"Of course." Belphegor pinched Miser's chin and said with a smile, "I think this matter is very simple for you. Many of your previous guests should be very willing to help."

"No," Miser said incomprehensibly, "I mean, are you serious, what the hell does this do? World peace?"

Belphegor raised his eyebrows and said, "It sounds like you really hope that the Second World War will start?"

Then he seriously considered: "If you want, it's not impossible, I can go to heaven to kill two wise angels now..."

Miser: "..."

The Misser was numb, and quickly covered his mouth: "Shh! What nonsense are you talking about! I didn't say such things!"

Belphegor couldn't help laughing, grabbed Miser's hand and kissed his palm, and said, "Just kidding, my dear, the war between the two worlds is still very important, and I am not the only one who can decide."

"But you should also know that Hell is actually very satisfied with the current state, and has no intention of provoking trouble."

Miser pouted, and said, "I didn't say that at first, what I mean is, why are you still rushing to maintain peace in the world?"

Belphegor said: "Of course the purpose of hell is not the peace of the world, but because there are too many demons who have stayed in the world for a long time and escaped the rule of hell, so we take this opportunity to control them."

Miser blinked, and said, "But according to what you said, the conditions you stipulated are generally not difficult to meet. Are you not afraid that they will obey others?"

Belphegor smiled and said: "In any case, non-resistance is a kind of compromise, and the subsequent regulations will become more and more strict. Those who obey will accept the rule of hell, and those who disobey will naturally have means to eliminate them. "

"Then...have you ever thought about the issue of aliens?" Miser asked cautiously, "What if they don't like these regulations?"

Belphegor blinked, and it took him a while to realize what Miser was asking, and said, "Does this also need to be considered?"

Obviously, in the eyes of this powerful and arrogant demon king, there is only one way for aliens in the world to obey, and he doesn't care what they think.

Miser said with some distress: "After all, they are all business partners..."

Belphegor rubbed his frowned brows away, and said with a smile: "Don't show such an expression in front of me, my dear, I assure you, as long as you don't do something too outrageous in the human world, the alien race will be fine. How will it be affected?"

Miser still believed Belphinger very much. Hearing what he said, he felt relieved, and then sighed that he should really record this pillow scene and take it to the alien race for a fortune.

But because of this, Miser became a little interested in the content of the Demon King's meeting, and pestered Belphegor to talk to him.

Belphegor did not hesitate to laugh at Miser's initiative, and told him what happened at the Demon King's party.

These are all information that ordinary demons cannot access. Miser listened with gusto and said with disgust: "

The focus of the Demon King's party is to discuss fried chicken and barbecue! "

Belphegor said innocently: "After all, it's an issue prepared by Beelzebub. It's normal to have something to do with food."

Miser gossiped, "Is Beelzebub a big fat man?"

Belphegor laughed and said, "Of course not."

If you don't even have the ability to control your body shape, how can you be a demon king?

Miser asked curiously again: "Then what was the issue you raised at the beginning? Is the space quilt or the cotton quilt better for sleeping?"

Belphegor laughed: "There was no space quilt 2000 years ago, but I really liked to sleep back then, so I didn't raise any issues, and just fell asleep."

Miser looked at him speechlessly.

"Your gatherings are a little too serious." The succubus complained.

Belphegor admitted without shame: "We actually call it a tea party behind the scenes."

Miser: "..."

Miser was puzzled and said, "So what's the point of holding the Demon King Party? In the past, it could be said that it was for the election of Satan, but the two Satans have not appeared for 2000 years, and you have no intention of continuing to fight, so 300 Chat once a year just to give Mamen your money?"

Belphegor: "..."

Belphegor was a little embarrassed and said, "It was just an accident."

In fact, even if Lucifer and Samael hadn't disappeared, the earliest purpose of the Demon King's gathering was not at all for the position of Satan.

Because everyone knows who the strongest demon king is, the gathering of demon kings is actually a compromise of hell for peace.

At that time, the war between the two worlds had just come to an end, and the relationship between heaven and hell was still tense. Both worlds believed that the other side was still a threat to them, and they were reluctant to let go of their hatred, so Lucifer and Michael held a negotiation , After that, heaven was divided into two factions, and hell launched a full-scale Satanic dispute.

Peace thus comes.

It's just that later on, the demon kings in hell have turned into salted fish, and Satan's election has become a tea party, but the situation in heaven has intensified, and even Michael can't control it.

"The group of guys in heaven just like to be serious, and this time they will cause trouble," His Majesty the Demon King complained, "Obviously I have already sacrificed so much..."

"Huh...huh..." There was a sound of heavy breathing.

Belphinger blinked, lowered his head, and found that Miser, who was still in high spirits, had already been lying in his arms and fell asleep unconsciously.

Belphegor: "..."

The Demon King laughed, and felt the sweetness and softness in his heart. He couldn't help but gently hugged the Succubus into his arms, reached out and touched his face, which was puffed up in sleep, and said pretending to be annoyed: "How old you are, you can listen to stories." Asleep, why are you so cute?"