Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 400 Trading
Under Leon's divine eye, Bell is a hell demon, but this does not prevent him from being a big devil.

The Great Devils include all the current and dismissed Lords of the Nine Hells, as well as the dukes who make up their cabinets, serve as their advisors, and are always fighting for the position of Lord. And each Great Devils also has a unique appearance that reflects its evil nature... From this point of view, Bell does not seem to be in line with the identity of the Great Devil.

Anyway, Bell's experience is quite legendary. He does not have any noble identity, but started as a trembling and twisting inferior demon with no mind at all, and climbed all the way to become a powerful hell fiend. With the perfect combination of trickery and strength, he led a huge army of devils, constantly fighting with demons for bloody glory, and was finally promoted to the first lord by Asmodeus.

Unfortunately, when Zariel, a powerful Seraph, succumbed to the corrupting influence of the Nine Hells and accepted Asmodeus's offer to become an Archdevil, Bell was forced to sacrifice himself for Zariel's advancement, losing his position as Lord of Avernus and becoming his advisor.

Now Zariel and Bael hate each other and make up all kinds of excuses to avoid each other. For example, in order to keep Bael busy and out of his sight, Zariel asked him to forge weapons, armor and some demon-killing machines.

At the same time, there was a red dragon hidden in the half-dragon man's body, also a young dragon. Bell could see it at a glance, but that was all.

Bale was not afraid of Lyon at all. What was strange was that he found that the other party was looking at him with an eager look.

A young red dragon is feared in the material plane, but it is just that in a place like the Nine Hells. Whether it can defeat a horned demon is one thing, and a horned demon can only serve as a mid-level officer in the devil's army.

However, the red dragon in front of him could scare his subordinate Zaren away, so it must have some strength. No wonder it dared to be so presumptuous in front of him.

Bell didn't want to fight the red dragon. He didn't want to fight anyone. He preferred to solve the problem through communication and trade. Of course, the demon from the abyss was an exception. He reminded, "I remember I introduced myself. My name is Bell. You should know this name."

Bell may be one of the greatest military tacticians in the Nine Hells, but when it comes to personal strength, Leon is no less capable.

Regardless of whether Bell is a great devil in the strict sense, as the former Lord of Avernus, his blood can definitely be used. Leon looked around and found that the space in the forge was quite large, allowing him to resume his dragon form and move around. Although he could not stand up and wield weapons, he could still use his fangs and claws.

“Isn’t he the former lord of Avernus?” Leon said contemptuously.

The same slap in the face would have made the Lesser Demon Lord Baratezo furious, but when it came to Bell, he was still able to maintain a polite surface and refrain from taking action, saying, "I've known for a long time that the Red Dragon is arrogant and rude, but I didn't expect it to be this far."

"Even your Majesty Tiamat—" Bell said slowly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "she would not speak to me like this."

"He is He, and I am me." Leon responded coldly, the brass crossbow in his hand remained motionless, the cold light of the crossbow arrow pointed directly at Bell's throat.

"Is there any problem that can't be solved through communication?" Bell spread his hands with a relaxed posture, as if the deadly weapon in front of him was just a harmless joke.

"You seem to have had some grievances with Zaren in the past, but you don't look like you came here specifically to seek revenge on him... So, what do you want from coming to the forge?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Perhaps I can help?"

Leon sneered: “You only know how to propose a deal.”

"Isn't the deal good?" Bell shrugged. "Everyone gets what they want and everyone is happy."

“Why bother trading something that can be robbed?” Leon’s finger rested lightly on the trigger. “Bargaining is a waste of time.”

"Only those brainless demons like to rob." Bell sniffed, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, "You smell like the abyss... You just went to the bottomless abyss, right?" "Compared to the devil, I do like demons more." Leon sneered, "At least they are straightforward and don't need to waste their brains to deal with your winding contract traps."

He has a good brain, he's just too lazy to use it. It seems like he doesn't read classics, but only reads online novels. When he talks about being law-abiding, he actually only follows his own rules, and those rules can be flexibly adjusted when necessary.

"That's not the right idea." Bell shook his head, his tone like he was teaching a stubborn child, "When making a deal with the devil, you only need to beware of the traps in the contract, but making a deal with the devil? You will only get betrayal."

"I won't make a deal with the devil." Leon said coldly, "I never believe in the devil."

"You may not believe in the devil, but you can definitely believe in the devil." Bell's smile deepened, "As we all know—" He leaned forward slightly, his tone low and bewitching, "The devil will definitely abide by the deal."

Leon was silent.

"Who can deceive someone as smart and cautious as you?" Bell complimented Lyon at the right time, his tone so sincere that it was almost hypocritical.

"Why don't we talk first?" He persuaded, "If we can't come to an agreement, it won't be too late to take action."

Lyon crossed his arms, tapped his knuckles lightly on his arms, and fell into deep thought. The former Lord of Avernus, Bell, was no ordinary man, and this was the other party's territory that he had been operating for many years. He might not be able to get the upper hand.

He exhaled slowly, raised his eyes, and said, "You have been persuading me to trade, but you still don't know who I am."

"I don't need to know who you are, I just need to confirm one thing." Bell casually stroked the gilded pattern on his cuffs. "You are a strong enough red dragon, that's enough." His tone was relaxed, as if he was just discussing the weather, not a transaction that might be a matter of life and death.

Of course, Bale doesn't need to care about Leon's identity. The contract is the key. As long as the purgatory contract is signed, the devil will always find a way to execute the terms exactly.

"You can try." Lyon nodded.

The corners of Bell's mouth slightly raised, as if he had anticipated this answer.

"A wise choice." He gracefully made a "please" gesture, "Then, how about moving to my office to discuss in detail?"

"Lead the way." Leon followed Bell to his office, thinking that the Purgatory Contract must be written in Purgatory language, and his knowledge of this strange language was limited to a few basic words... It doesn't matter, he can just flip through the book now, anyway, he just needs to get the final right of interpretation.

Leon sighed.

Alas, even though we clearly agreed not to make a deal with the devil, I still couldn't help but try.

(End of this chapter)