The Devil Who Grants Wishes

95 – Irene (1)

“Yea… In other places, it’s a mess when you open a direct portal to the demon world, but here it’s okay because it’s Katara.”

After all the work is over, Belial, who helped me with the cleanup, says.

If Belial, who has the status of a demon god, stays in the underworld for such a long time, he will have no choice but to destroy it even if he doesn’t want to destroy it. seems to be able to withstand.

“…Dad, what did you mean by that?”

“What do you mean, what do you mean?”

“Have you already forgotten what that woman said when she saw Dad? Or is it so obvious that you don’t even notice the problem?”

And Lucia stands there calmly and speaks impatiently while watching Belial looking around.

In a way, it’s an attitude that can be evaluated as spoiled, but Lucia’s spirit is so strong that I can’t point out such a thing, so it’s too vague to say what to say.

Lucia isn’t the only one at a loss as to what to say.

“That, and… to be mine… You’ve never said such kind words to me…!”

“Lucia, stop because Faust-sama is in trouble. hehehe, Faust-sama. I’m fine.”

“…Are you okay?”

“If you’re as strong as Faust-sama, of course, shouldn’t you have a lot of companions? Of course, the original wife will be me.”

Iris speaks plainly, as if it were a firmly decided future, leaving the qualities of a warrior she had shown during a crisis just now on the floor. As if it was fate, as if it were not fate, as if he would make it that way.

Celestine and Lena are standing far away looking at us with interest, as if watching a morning drama.

…Looks like everyone reacted this way because of what Belial said about the West earlier, but I really don’t remember it.

“Belial, explain. What are we going to do?”

“An explanation?”

Belial smiles and says. It’s a tone that seems to ask if I was dissatisfied with what I said in an evasive way, or if I should properly mention what I’m asking.

Even though he probably knew better than anyone that mentioning that would cause a proper uproar, Belial seemed to rather see it.

…Your personality is unexpectedly bad. The root is the devil, so it’s natural.

“That’s what called me the West.”

“Ah, ah… that’s right, isn’t it? You knocked me down, very rough.”

Belial answered naturally as if he had realized it now, and then, at the end, he spoke in a strange voice.

No… What should I do if I speak with that tone and attitude? kids get it wrong

“…in battle?”

“hehehe, yes. Of course.”

When Belial corrected me, she replied with a smile as if she knew it, and Lucia, who heard that, glared at Belial with her eyes wide open, as if she thought that Belial was doing something unreasonable.

Belial also does not avoid Lucia’s gaze.

The age and strength of the two are so different that they can be passed over even by the stroke of a child, but due to the devil’s characteristic of not wanting to lose to the weak, Belial does not avoid Lucia’s feelings and accepts them head-on.

“Heuuu good! Now, take this. It’s the crystallization of divine power that the West wanted so much. I stabilized it, so it will remain in this state for a very long time.”

“…thanks.”

In the meantime, Belial gives me the crystal of the Demon Goddess, speaking with exaggerated gestures and words, as if to appeal to Lucia for her competence.

No… Thank you, but don’t drag me into trying to win an emotional battle. what are you doing childish

“hehehe, thank you. It’s a business relationship based on an equal price, but you can’t say thank you carelessly.”

The word price is oddly powerful.

It’s as if I’m trying to clearly recognize something I’ve forgotten.

“…It’s a price. Come to think of it, I forgot.”

Because I was in a hurry earlier, I put off paying the price until later, as Belial said, but now that I think about it, this is a bit scary.

It’s like handing over a blank check.

Making a contract with the devil without mentioning a proper price is something you shouldn’t do, even if you think about it with common sense. Because there is no devil who demands a price equivalent to what he has done.

“Don’t think too deeply about it. Do you think I’m going to ask for an outrageous price? I’ll just… do this.”

“What…!”

Lucia’s short, cute screams disturb my ears.

Belial burrowed into my arms.

Iris, who has maintained a calm attitude throughout the day, also frowns at Belial and does not hide her uncomfortable feelings.

“It’s so sad that there’s no response even though I gave you my horn. My price is… Come to the Pandemonium. I’ve prepared a grand banquet.”

Belial’s eyes glowing purple as he fiddles with the severed horn.

It’s an attitude as if he’s not going to listen to this much, and if he doesn’t listen to this much, he’s ready to do anything.

“I can’t go now. There’s no way to go.”

“It’s okay! I’ve been waiting for hundreds of years. Can’t wait even that long? Above all, it’s okay if you don’t have the ability to go to the Pandemonium. I’ll open the portal myself and take you there. Just whisper into my horn and I’ll appear anytime. “

Belial, held in my arms, says so with a happy expression on her face. First of all, the fact that he said he couldn’t go right now meant that he agreed to go to the Demon World.

…If you whisper into the horn, he’ll come right away. Could it be that Belial appeared at the right time because he was watching us through the horn?

“Ah, it’s already time. hehehe, then I’ll go first and wait.”

Belial, who had been held in my arms for such a short time, takes a step back, then turns around and walks into the portal of the Pandemonium.

Even in the midst of this, Belial smiles and stimulates Lucia by glancing at her.

…No, why is it like that until the end?

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The aftermath of the demon god shook the entire continent of Katara.

All of the demons who served the demons instead of their own gods shuddered and realized as they felt the enormous divine power surrounding their beings.

It means that the true master has finally appeared to the demons who were cursed and abandoned.

“Oh, oh…”

“Finally, finally…!”

“Uh-uh… everyone?”

Seeing the countless demons worshiping her, Irine is embarrassed, but no matter how embarrassed she is, her worship never seems to fade away.

No, far from fading away, it is rather getting stronger as time passes.

Following the traces of divine power, demons are flocking from all over the Katara continent.

“Fa, Faust-sama… Please do something…”

Irine, who has been alone all her life, cannot bear the excessive attention, so she asks Faust for help, but Faust also has no special plans.

No matter how sincerely she obeys Faust and loses her status as a demon, it does not change that Irene is a being who once accepted her status as a body.

The remnants of the Demon Goddess that remained thickly in Irene’s body and soul were enough to make the demons who saw it consider Irene their leader and savior.

The most difficult thing to deal with is the attitude of the demons.

“Hey… they keep coming in. All the black things over there on the horizon are demons.”

Lena gazes at the horizon in admiration.

The demons are sincerely welcoming Irene.

It wasn’t just empty words, but with an attitude as if looking at a wise man.

The demons who served strength, not law, were divided into countless city-states because of that, but not now. The Katara continent was completely unified under the command of Irene, who had the divine power of the demons.

In this situation, if Irene escaped at all, the demons gathered together would be split into several again, and if they did such a thing, the demon’s prestige would lose its brilliance and its performance would deteriorate significantly.

This is because the power of Shinwi is directly proportional to the number of believers, the strength of their faith, and the forces or powers they control.

“Come on, if you really can’t stand it, you can move for a while.”

“…Even if you move anyway, you’ll have to go through it someday, right?”

“yes.”

“Then it’s okay. If it’s something you have to go through anyway, you better go through it quickly. And… hehehe, it’s not bad to get this much attention.”

Irene says with a bright smile.

For Irene, who has always been treated coldly, the current situation is truly a change of heart. In fact, it is not wrong to say that he was born as much as he was created.

“… Faust-sama, thank you. From the fact that you made me feel emotions I’ve never felt since I broke up with my mother, to the fact that you saved me, everything.”

“…”

“I can’t throw them away, can I?”

However, Irene’s bright smile soon twists into a sad and complicated expression.

Irene, who rubs the divine power wrapped around her body, feels the devotion of the demons toward her with her whole body and speaks in a heartfelt tone.