I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

What's terrifying about demons isn't their strength, but their minds. If a demon is the kind that has no brains but only strength, then it's just experience points.

In general, when fighting demons, they try every means to set traps. But Luo Feng is like a combination of demon and devil, going crazy when he needs to and being rational when he needs to be.

He's now pursuing an administrative career, which has relieved many high-ranking officials at Heaven.

'I am your savior. If you wish, I can restore your leg, provided there's a small price to pay. I believe in equal exchange.'

Luo Feng's hands didn't stop; he continued to deceive that person.

For him, that military competition was merely an interlude in his grueling career.

'What price? I'm willing to pay any price to get my leg back!'

Luo Feng smiled with pleasure upon seeing his words.

"The most ridiculous answer," Raffi commented on the human opposite him: "Facing the devil, they actually said they were willing to accept any price."

"It's just an information asymmetry," Luo Feng said. "Aren't you going to stop me?"

As he spoke, he opened a contract in the folder and pressed the remote send button.

"Stop him in your shop? Or fly over there to stop him?" Raffi laughed. "If I did that, you'd definitely use that as an excuse to fight me, wouldn't you?"

"Are you scared? You're an angel." Luo Feng's gaze finally fell on her: "You are righteous, and righteousness will surely prevail over evil."

"Yeah, I'm scared." Laffey nodded seriously. "All you do is bully people. If you're so tough, why don't you go fight the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?"

“There’s a chance.” Luo Feng didn’t care about her provocation at all.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, a contract appeared on the computer screen. The other party had already pressed his handprint, which was no ordinary handprint, but a soul imprint.

"What do you want to do? Take over the rest of his lifespan, his soul?" Raffi's heart tightened.

What were the higher-ups thinking when they allowed a demon of this caliber to appear in reality?

“No, I’m not that tasteless,” Luo Feng said. “I restored his legs, but took away his sight and sense of taste. He can go anywhere in the world, but he will never see the scenery he wants to see or taste the local delicacies again. For this guy, food and beautiful scenery are his greatest hobbies.”

"..." Raffi clenched his fists: "You might as well just kill him."

"If you want to gain something, you have to learn to lose it." Luo Feng sneered. "There's no such thing as a free lunch! You feel sorry for him, so go and save him, even if it means getting locked up or banished from heaven."

"Phew..." Raffi let out a long breath.

She wouldn't dare, and couldn't possibly do, that.

Even before she became a full-fledged angel, she never did anything of this level of wrongdoing for a friend. On the other hand, that fallen angel did it without even thinking about it.

"The devil does things for the sake of his own pleasure and for the inequality of transactions." Luo Feng's gaze finally fell on Raffi: "Don't mistake the devil for a benevolent person."

“There is one exception,” Raffi said decisively.

"So she went to Heaven. Hell wasn't suitable for her. Without her environment, even I couldn't stand that awful holy light." Luo Feng looked at the screen again: "Tell me your purpose. You're not here to catch up, are you?"

Now it was Lafite's turn to be pleased.

"With the reform of the Hell system, all demons are required to perform tasks. Lord Belial, being too lazy, simply chose to retire and randomly selected a demon as his proxy..."

"This devil, chosen randomly, has nine pairs of angel wings hanging in his house," Luo Feng said calmly. "Lord Belial will definitely choose the first person he interviews as his proxy because he's too lazy to choose. Why do you think I'm ranked first? Because other devils are kind?"

Raffi rummaged around in his pocket and pulled out a folder. He opened it, took out the papers inside, and handed them to Luo Feng: "So, the fallen angel you admire is going to compete for this monarch's position." (This is followed by an unrelated advertisement for a website, which is omitted from the translation.)

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Luo Feng raised an eyebrow: "A newly fallen angel wants to compete for the position of monarch?"

“Times have changed,” Raffi sighed. “In the past, Hell and Heaven would never have anything to do with each other; if they met, it would be war. But now it’s different. Everyone is minding their own business and developing peacefully. After all, war between Heaven and Hell doesn’t benefit anyone.”

"This is the position of a monarch." Luo Feng sneered, "Gabriel's kindness hasn't been completely extinguished; does she also want to be a devil?"

He was referring to the name of that fallen angel.

“This is a compromise from Hell,” Raffi said. “Don’t forget, your Vignette from Hell has become a Seraph. I’m not here to negotiate, I’m here to inform. Sloth, one of the Seven Lords, is symbolic; she doesn’t seem to need to do much of what a devil should do. With my help, Gabriel is fully capable of competing.”

Luo Feng revealed a meaningful smile: "Whatever, I don't care about competition. When you fall into our trap and become one of us, I'll pin you down and make you my personal succubus. What grudge do you hold against them that they sent you to inform them? Believe me or not, I'll pluck all your feathers off, and all Heaven can do is strongly condemn it."

"It wasn't their decision," Raffi said with a pitiful expression.

"You want to reason with the devil?" Luo Feng sneered, grabbed Raffi's shoulder, and glanced at her buttocks.

Chapter 07?Fallen Angel

Tokyo, an ordinary apartment, in a dark room.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut, and only the white light from the screen flickered incessantly in the dimly lit room, appearing somewhat dazzling.

A blonde girl sat cross-legged at the table, her fingers rapidly clicking the left mouse button.

"Tsk, this game doesn't have Richelieu, right? There's definitely no Richelieu, right? Why can't I ever get her..." The girl looked at her nearly empty salary and sighed helplessly.

The girl pushed the mouse away, scratched her hair impatiently, grabbed the snacks next to her, and stuffed them into her mouth.

She was playing a pay-to-win gacha game on her computer using a mobile game emulator, and she spent all her money on in-game purchases but still couldn't get the character she wanted.

"This garbage world should just be destroyed!" She reached out and grabbed, but found nothing. Then she remembered that her horn and divine power were gone.

They don't even have the power to blow up that game company, let alone destroy the world.

"Tsk, she's not an angel anymore..." She didn't dwell on it for long.

Life is about play. Instead of wasting time worrying about whether you're still an angel or whether you have pocket money, use that time to do more meaningful things.

She opened a 2D side-scrolling game and complained, "Time to work again."

Boom boom boom!

Just then, a crisp knocking sound rang out.

"Xiao Jia... oh, are you there?"

Raffi stood at the apartment door, his face pale.

Footsteps were heard inside the room, and soon the door clicked open.

The blonde girl opened the door and saw her former classmate, now a close friend.

She yawned: "You're here, Lafite. Did you bring me food?"

“No, let’s go inside and talk.” Raffi shook his head.

The air is filled with a smell that initially smells delicious, but after a couple of sniffs, it becomes rather cloying – that's the smell of instant noodles.

The room was quite dark, with only the white light of the laptop flickering. Next to the laptop were several bags of potato chips that had been opened and two bottles of Coke that were mostly empty.

The clothes that were brought back weren't folded or sorted; they were simply tossed onto the bed.

The slippers weren't even neatly arranged; one was scattered here and one there.

The blonde girl was wearing a red sports jacket and no pants.

"Hiss... It's so cold, come in quickly." The girl quickly pulled Raffi inside and then closed the door.

Feeling the warmth of the room, the girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Jia, I've come to bring you good news." Raffi used his divine power to seal his sense of smell.

When they were experiencing life in the human world before, they could not easily use their divine powers, but after becoming official, they can do such small things without any problem.

This girl is Gabriel, whom Luo Feng and Raffi mentioned before. She is a fallen angel who has been expelled from Heaven and has lost her divine power.

"Sit down. What good news? Is Heaven planning to restore my allowance?" Gabriel sat on the bed.

Raffi tried to sit down, but as soon as she did, she bounced up like a startled cat.

"What's wrong with you?" Gabriel looked at her in confusion.

Lafite ground his teeth.

She went to great lengths to secure this opportunity for Gabriel.

Everything had been going smoothly until I met Luo Feng.

Luo Feng spanked her buttocks for ten minutes, a full ten minutes, from the initial pain to a strange feeling at the end.

She tried to recover on her own, but couldn't; her buttocks remained burning.

At this moment, Raffi was glad that he was an angel. Demons have a natural resistance and aversion to divine power; otherwise, who knows what other terrifying things might have happened.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have made a move! Heaven and Hell have a truce; is he trying to start a war?

In this sensitive period of competition, wouldn't doing this be too disadvantageous for him?

No, we must protest! We'll be punished!

“It’s nothing.” Raffi pulled a document from the ditch and handed it to Gabriel: “Heaven has decided to restore your divine power and help you become a true fallen angel to compete for one of the seven positions of the Lords of Hell.”

“Monarch?” Gabriel was taken aback. “Are you kidding me? Those are the seven most powerful devils in Hell. How could I possibly run for monarch?”

“Because Vinay became a Seraph, you can run for monarch.” Raffi smiled. “In today’s Heaven and Hell, where is the absolute good and evil?”

After becoming a true angel, she knew clearly that most of what she had learned before was useless.

Whether angels or demons, their internal systems are divided into two types: war-oriented and civilian. Civilian types, because their beliefs and good intentions are not pure enough, are not very powerful.

Although Luo Feng holds a high position and possesses great strength, the clerical work he is currently doing is something that low-level demons do. Compared to genuine clerical work, his behavior is more like entertainment.

Clerical staff are like Raffi, the type who likes to use their brains and be flexible, in other words, they are good at politics.

They are like Vinet, who became a Seraph, who gained great power simply because of her kindness and integrity. They are the symbol of Heaven and are responsible for fighting.

“Then I don’t want to compete either…” Gabriel rolled over on the bed: “Playing games all day is so comfortable. Now I don’t have to abide by the rules of Heaven. I can just live a peaceful life. This is what I’m pursuing!”

"Xiao Jia, I paid a high price to get this." Raffi's smile gradually turned strange.

"I don't want to be a devil, I don't want to be one, and I don't like to trick people into signing those weird contracts..."

"To be a devil, or even a monarch-level devil, the most important thing is to be spontaneous, and this position suits you well."

"Hmm, even if I become a mascot, I'll just be a figurehead, right? They won't really consult me ​​about any important matters. And if something important happens in Heaven, they won't go to Vigne either. They'll just give her some jobs that suit her, right?" Gabriel still didn't want to take the job: "I'm not good at being a spy."

"Let's get the contract first." Raffi grabbed Gabriel's face, bringing her pretty face close to hers: "Do you know that I even got beaten up by that damned Luo Feng because of this contract?"

"Huh? The guy who beat my sister?" Gabriel was shocked.