The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

Mier hesitated for two seconds, then nodded and sat back down.

She looked at Ludwig carefully.

This seemingly naive young reporter.

Mir couldn't figure out what she was thinking, or perhaps she was just genuinely cute and clueless.

......

After persuading an eighth-level laborer, Dekan's tomb-sweeping efficiency undoubtedly increased significantly.

In just a few tens of minutes, Kalster was close to successfully sweeping away and flattening the tombs of all the demon kings present.

Dekan even demanded that Kalster stack the dismantled demon tombstones up like toy building blocks, following the rules.

Although Kalster was initially very reluctant.

But after he removed the first Demon King's tombstone.

I could feel it.

It seems like it doesn't matter anymore.

They even dug up the Demon King's grave with their own hands.

It doesn't make much difference what we do anymore.

When it came time to dismantle the second Demon King's tombstone, Kalster didn't even feel much of a burden anymore!

Now, he is finally close to ending this wicked mission.

Kalster removed the last piece of the Demon King's tombstone.

And as Dekan requested, he allowed the [Bandit Goblin] to sever the soul connection on the Demon King's tombstone.

Afterwards, Kalster showed a relieved expression.

ended.

This resentful demon king should be able to rest in peace now.

Let these records of evil be buried forever in the underworld.

"Excuse me...?!"

However, just as Kalster turned around and saw Dekan...

His pupils began to dilate again.

My heart even turned cold in an instant!

There, four small dolls were running around carrying a tombstone of the Demon King.

Dekan was standing on the Demon King's tombstone, laughing as if he were surfing on a skateboard.

They were laughing so happily.

It seems he's been holding back for a long time and finally doesn't have to act anymore.

The little succubus had completely lost her demonic aura; all that remained was her initial crazy and eccentric personality!

271 Dekan begins studying his opponent for the next volume.

Kalster glared at Dekan as he indulged himself in the Demon King's Cemetery, where no tombstones remained.

Even if there's no need to ask anything.

Kalster understood.

He was scammed.

This little succubus wasn't possessed at all!

Everything before was just her acting!

and.

Dekan didn't tell a single direct lie.

All the information and instructions were hinting at Karlster.

He let Kalster fill in the blanks in his mind.

Therefore, Dekan did not violate the restriction against lying, thus arousing Kalster's suspicion.

"Why...why..."

Kalster's lips trembled; he was more confused than resentful.

He didn't understand.

Why was this little succubus able to gain the Demon King's approval?

It was as if a demon king had imprinted his soul onto her!

This demon king was not obtained by the little succubus in the demon king's mausoleum.

It was already present in the little succubus's body from the very beginning!

She is definitely not the demon king in this cemetery.

Her emblem is unlike any other demon lord's!

But he is indeed a genuine demon king!

Kalster's face turned pale instantly.

If one has already completely fallen into the little succubus's trap.

So at this point...

The Demon King's tombstone has been cut off.

The little succubus possesses the only demon king in the Demon King's Cemetery who retains his will.

They must have successfully and completely seized control of the Demon King's magic.

"hehe."

With a soft laugh, Dekan gently raised her palm, and the faint Demon King's mark appeared in the air like a crest. Instantly, the Demon King's magic power of the entire eighth floor seemed to have become Dekan's possession.

Dekan and his master are now the rulers of this level.

Under Dekan's control, the demonic power that had previously sealed his companions like a raging tide instantly climbed onto Kalster's body, preparing to seal him away.

Kalster did not struggle.

Because he knew he was no longer a match for Dekan.

That's just how things are sometimes.

He did his best to handle everything that needed to be done.

If you can't get something done no matter how hard you try, you can only take a passive, indifferent approach.

Even with his strength, he could hold out for a while.

But what's the point besides suffering?

He admitted it.

Just as Kalster was about to be sealed away, Dekan suddenly stopped.

He observed Kalster's reaction with great interest, then waved his hand to dispel the Demon King's magic.

"?"

Kalster looked at Dekan with a puzzled expression.

"Carlster, do you want to be a wise man or a fool?"

Dekan looked at Kalster with a mocking expression and asked.

He was like a tyrannical monarch ruthlessly proclaiming the death sentence of his subjects.

However, he was willing to give Kalster a chance before he died.

After all, even a dying demon might pay a price for an answer.

Especially someone like Kalster, who has a rather unambitious personality.

You can't sense much resentment towards the enemy from him at all.

It is very likely that Kalster will not reject the deal out of anger, resentment, or pride.

"I want to know what you really are."

As Dekan expected, Kalster replied.

"This answer is quite valuable, you know. You'd better answer my question honestly before I let you hear the answer before you die."

Dekan's seductive voice, like the whisper of an ancient god, lingered in Kalster's ears.

What would you like to know from me?

After a brief internal struggle, Kalster ultimately chose to compromise.

For Kalster

His death was inevitable.

From the moment he started fighting this demon king, there was no way he could survive.

He also didn't have enough money to buy Dekan's life.

Since death is inevitable anyway, might as well gain some clarity before you die – that would be a huge win.

Dekan: "Do you have any information about the warden?"

Kalster: "No, I've been stationed here for years, almost completely isolated from the other floors."

Dekan nodded.

It's normal that the wardens of the three exile zones on the second, fifth, and eighth floors had no intelligence.

Kalster did not panic because he could not answer the question.